When Kennedy woke up, she felt weak. She hadn't felt that way in so long, it took her awhile to recognize the feeling. She opened her eyes slowly, looking around at the room she was in. It was a nice one, a room without any windows, but nicer than the suite at the hotel, nicer than Sookie's room at Alcide's apartment. She had no idea where she was. She felt a wave of tension when she realized she was in a strange place, knowing she wouldn't be able to escape quickly if she needed. She relaxed a little when she saw Eric and Sookie sitting nearby the bed she'd been put in. Then she remembered everything. Everything that had happened at Club Dead. She pushed down the covers, seeing she'd been stripped from the hideous pink dress down to her bra and underwear. She looked at her left side, her eyes nearly bugging out when she saw the smooth, slightly reddened skin. She looked up at Eric and Sookie.
"Sookie gave you blood, she saved your life," Eric explained, moving from his seat to her side. He grabbed her hand, making sure she was still alright as Kennedy looked over at Sookie. She smiled widely and shrugged, turning slightly red at the sudden attention.
"It was nothing'. Your Bill's sister, your practically family. I figured I better keep you around a little longer so we could get to know each other a little better." Kennedy smiled thinly, nodding in thanks before Eric. She knew he understood what she'd said in the car the other night now. Sookie was considered family to the Compton's, and family always looked after each other. She was grateful Sookie considered her to be part of her family, otherwise she might not still be alive.
"…Where are we?" she finally asked, looking over the room once again. Eric was fighting a smile, clearly proud of something he'd done while she was passed out. She hoped it wasn't anything too horrible.
"We're in Russell Edgington's house. After I pulled the stake from your side, you passed out. Russell had been watching you, and he saw you were trying to protect Sookie. I told him we were friends of Alcide's, and he offered us to bring you here, so you could heal. I guess your abrasiveness isn't such an unpleasant quality after all." it was nice to see Eric smiling at her. In a way it was how he told her he was proud of her, even if it had nearly caused her her life.
"Glad I could help. Have you found Bill?" she asked, pulling her knees to her chest. After the happenings of that night, she wanted to get her idiot of a brother and go home so she could give him the scolding of the lifetime. She hoped it wasn't a habit of his, getting the people close to him in deep trouble. Eric nodded, looking back quickly at Sookie. She guessed they'd thought of a plan while she'd been passed out. She didn't blame them, if she didn't know the plan, she couldn't exactly mess it up.
"I'm going to get Sookie a car. Bill's being held in a building behind the house. I'll park the car back there and she can move him, it'll be easy since there won't be werewolves guarding, they're all recovering from the full moon. She's going to drive him to Alcide's apartment building, and we'll meet them there tomorrow night. It's not the best plan…but it's all we've got." Kennedy felt a little glad that she wouldn't be awake when Sookie got Bill, that meant there was no possible way for her to make an unplanned change of events. Kennedy nodded, agreeing to the plan. "I'll be back soon. Make sure you stay in bed until I return, your still not fully healed." Kennedy frowned but nodded, waving Eric off. He got up from his place on the bed, nodding to Sookie before leaving the room, shutting the door quietly behind him. Kennedy and Sookie looked at each other for a long while. "…Are you nervous?" Kennedy finally asked.
Sookie shrugged, nodding. "Well yeah I suppose. But there's not much else we can do. We have to get him out before they have the chance to kill him. And I want to make sure he's okay…even if he might be cheating on me with Lorena," she spat out the vampires name almost as if she'd known how evil she was. Kennedy wondered if they had met before. "Plus, if I chickened out and let him stay here, you'd never forgive me." it was meant to be a joke, but it made Kennedy a little frustrated.
"I would. What we're asking you to do, it's a lot. A lot of humans wouldn't be anywhere near as brave as you Sookie. You put yourself in danger nearly everyday because you love Bill. And I respect that. I suspect that even if things don't go as planned, if we can't get Bill in time, you and I are gonna be close. And I have faith in you. If you put your mind to it, you can save Bill. I only wish I would be able to help." It was still obvious to the both of them that they hoped Bill would be rescued, but they understood there would be no hard feelings if their plan failed. "And I'm gonna need someone to help me look after Jessica. I may have be older than her technically, but she's never gonna listen to me like she does you." Sookie smiled widely and nodded. It was no secret Jessica was a handful. "And Sook?…Thanks for doing this."
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Eric showed up about an hour later, with Kennedy's bag and car keys jingling in his fingers. He tossed Sookie the keys and placed the bag on the end of the bed. He'd gotten Kennedy a change of clothes. She smiled gratefully, pulling on her black sweatpants and a vintage Rolling Stones t-shirt. How did she know it was vintage? Sophie Ann had taken her to one of their concerts in the late seventies. "How are you feeling?" he asked Kennedy, his eyes looking at her side. She shrugged him off, and crawled back into the bed. She felt much better, just a little tired.
"I pulled the car around the back building as close as I could. You'll be able to leave as soon as you get Bill in the morning, I already asked Russell to tell his guards you'd be leaving," he explained. Sookie nodded, looking down at the car keys in her hands. "Don't worry, this is the best luck we're going to have. I couldn't think of a better time to save Bill," he reassured her. Kennedy smiled encouragingly at Sookie when she saw her doubt. She wished Sookie didn't have to do it all alone, she wanted to help. She felt angry when she realized there was no way for her to help without putting herself in harms way. She'd never hated the sun so much in her life.
"I'll see you two at Alcide's then. Night you two, feel better Kennedy. I'm right down the hall if you need me." Kennedy smiled in thanks, giving Sookie a small wave before she left the room. Kennedy looked over at Eric, who quirked an eyebrow in return. She patted the empty space next to her, watching as Eric made his way slowly over to the side of the bed, undressing until he was in his boxers. She curled up against him once he was under the covers.
"There isn't any need to worry you know. Sookie will save Bill, she's done tougher things before," Eric said after he'd noticed the worry that Kennedy was trying to push to the back of her mind. She sighed heavily, nodding as her fingers fiddled together nervously. She knew that there wasn't anything to worry about, not really, she just felt like something was going to go wrong. That she wouldn't lose just Bill, but possibly Sookie as well. She didn't want to be the reason for that. She didn't want the fact that she wasn't able to go out during the day to leave Sookie utterly unprotected. Eric pulled her closer to him when she felt her worry flare.
"I'm just worried more for Sookie…what with all the werewolves. One of them could get her…forget it. I don't want to talk about it anymore." thinking about it was one thing, saying it out loud made it seem like it was going to happen. She found herself relaxing when she felt Eric's hand on her side, his fingers gently rubbing her rapidly healing wound. "What are we going to do once we get back to Shreveport Eric? I'm going to have to deal with Sophie Ann eventually, and I'm going to need find something to keep myself busy. I don't think I could stand spending every night in Fangtasia. It would go insane." Eric was quiet, clearly thinking it over. Kennedy looked up at him with wide, waiting eyes. She hoped he would have some sort of plan for the both of them Thinking about it herself made her dizzy.
"Marry me." Kennedy wasn't sure if she'd heard him correctly. She wondered if she was really more inured than she'd realized, and it was effecting her abilities. She looked up at him with a quirked eyebrow.
"Is that a request or a demand?" it wasn't the most romantic of things either. Kennedy admitted she wasn't one for the lovey dovey type things, but it wouldn't hurt if Eric had tried to put in a little effort, she knew he had the mind for it. This was a slight let down coming from him. "And besides, is that even legal?"
"I could look into it. There must be somewhere we can. I promised you that when I turned you we'd be together no matter what. Are you saying you don't want that now?" Kennedy sat up, throwing her hands into the air. She hadn't no idea where he'd gotten that idea from. She realized a pattern, Eric pulling up a touchy subject, saying the wrong thing and creating a fight. She wasn't sure how much longer she would be able to deal with it before she gave up. She looked down at Eric, who had a slightly amused look on his face. She found she'd calmed down a little when she looked at Eric, even if he was the cause of her attitude. It reminded her that they were in some way meant for each other. Or at the very least a pretty good sign.
"I never said that. You need to stop putting words in my mouth, it's what got up in trouble in the first place if you've forgotten. I do want to be with you Eric, but I just don't think we can be together in the way you want. Sure a few years ago it might have been possible, but now that humans know about us they're trying to hold us back any way they can. Can't you just be happy being with me without being married? And sure, whenever we're allowed, I'll do it. But right now we're going to have to deal with what we have." she wasn't exactly sure why Eric looked so…peeved. Clearly the fact that she was rejecting his proposal, no matter how lame it really had been, was a slap in the face. Him and his precious ego. She had to keep herself from rolling her eyes.
"We'll talk about this later. It's almost sunrise." it was an excuse. Sure the sun would be coming up in a few minutes, but Kennedy knew he was trying to cut their conversation before it got ugly. She was a little grateful for that. She sighed lightly, nodding as she layed back down, turning of the light on the nightstand beside her as she did. She was too happy to feel Eric's arm snake around her waist to shrug him off. She could always pretend to be angry with him when they woke up.
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A/N: I don't really like this one too much. But there's only a few chapters left guys! I'm working on another Eric story, and even a Godric one. So look out for those soon :)