A/N: I know you all were so excited about Bill showing up. So here he is, enjoy.

Thanks as always to everyone that reads, alerts, and especially takes the time to review, it does a heart good.

Of course, this chapter along with all the rest of them for that matter would be a hot mess if it weren't for my awesome beta Shutterbugmom, she is fabulous.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, unfortunately.

SPOV

"What the hell are you doing here, Bill" I asked taking a defensive step forward.

"I have missed you Sookie. Who is your friend?" Bill asked nodding in Eric's direction.

"This…" I started, grabbing Eric's hand and pulling him towards me. "Is my boyfriend, Eric Northman." I finished, lifting my chin defiantly.

"Pleasure, I'm sure." Eric said, as he held his hand out for Bill to shake.

Bill took his hand and a step forward in attempt to intimidate Eric as he spoke. "Bill Compton." He said in a hard cold voice.

I swear, if we were not in public I would have suggested that they just whip it out right then and there. They were still shaking hands, each in attempt to show their dominance. Even I knew that Eric would win in that department.

I stepped between the silent alpha male struggle going on and spoke to Eric. "Let's go home."

"Don't tell me you are living with this man, Sookie?" Bill growled.

"Not that it is any of your business if I was, but no I am not." I spat right back at him.

"She is a prude, this one." Bill said to Eric with that thin lipped grin I have grown to hate. "Don't expect her to be putting out too soon."

Eric took a step forward and I swear he growled but I placed my palm on his chest and urged him back. I turned to face Bill and pulled my hand back and swung it forward as hard as I could, catching him right in the jaw with the palm of my hand. A loud 'whack' and the sound of Bill's breath escaping his lips caused Eric to snort.

"I don't want to see you here any more Bill. Ever!" I shouted. "And just so that you know, not that it is any of your business, but Eric takes very good care of me in that department. Not like you ever could." I finished turning on my heels and pulling Eric with me.

"You amaze me every second of the day." Eric whispered low in my ear wrapping his arm around me protectively.

I lifted my heels and placed a kiss on his jaw, whispering "Thanks" into his neck.

If I wasn't so pissed about the confrontation with Bill, I may have been more touched by his statement. As it was, I was so furious I jammed my thumb pressing the elevator button. My foot was tapping anxiously as I waited and I kept peaking over my shoulder waiting for Bill to return.

"Sookie?" Eric said as he gripped my waist tighter, I looked up to meet his eyes and forgot my worries, if only for a moment. "Why do you let him get to you? He's not worthy of your time, or your anxiety. He is filth." Eric hissed.

"I just…" I stammered. "He just…" I could not find the words to describe why he had me so flustered. "He is my ex." Well, that said it all as far as I was concerned.

"You can trust me, you know?" Eric said as he pulled me into the elevator.

"I know, I just really don't want to talk about it right now." I replied. The last thing I wanted to do was think about Bill and our history.

So, I pushed all my negative thoughts aside and pressed my body against Eric's. He stumbled into the back of the elevator, as I pressed my lips to his. I picked right back up where we had been interrupted before.

"Sookie?" Eric said against my lips. I simply moaned my reply into his mouth. "Your floor." He managed as his hands gripped the fabric of my dress, holding me to him.

"Yes." I said breathlessly as I put a little distance between our melded bodies. "Well, goodnight Eric."

"Goodnight, Sookie." Eric said bringing his lips to mine once more.

I may have lingered a little longer than necessary, but I eventually pulled away and allowed the doors to close in front of me. I turned towards my apartment and nearly skipped the remaining distance to my door. I couldn't believe how much had changed in the past week.

I had not only met a new guy, but started a new job that I loved and I was growing to like Eric more and more. He was definitely not something I had planned for, but it was a pleasant surprise.

I pulled my keys out and reached for the door. I guess that was the first time I had looked up, or I wouldn't have gotten out of the sticking elevator.

"What now, Bill? Do you want me to call the cops?" I shouted taking a few steps back. The look on his face was frightening.

"You assaulted me!" Bill shouted as he gripped my wrist and pulled me towards him. "I should call the cops on you." He said as he leaned down to stick his nose in my hair. "You smell like him." He growled.

"Let go of me!" I shouted and tried to free my hand, unsuccessfully. "Bill, if you do not let me go right now I swear to god I will scream 'rape' at the top of my lungs!"

He released me and leaned back against the wall in a fit of laughter. "Are you afraid of me, Sookie?"

"Should I be?" I hissed and took another step back away from him. "How did you find out where I live?" I asked.

"The internet." Bill stated matter-of factly. "It is a very reliable source."

"What do you want?" I spat.

"You, Sookie. Only you." He said with that evil glint back in his eyes.

"You need to leave. Now! Or I will call the cops."

"Very well. But know this, I will have my eye on you." He warned as he made his way to the stairwell.

"Shit." I muttered when he was out of sight.

I unlocked my door and made my way in, locking it, and the deadbolt, and the chain behind me. I stormed straight back to the balcony doors and double checked them too. With everything locked up nice and tight I relaxed a bit and went to take a shower.

Bill had always been a little creepy but this was a completely different side of him that I had never seen before. And frankly, I was scared to death. With every little sound I heard I would peak my head out of the shower to make sure no one was busting the door down.

When I was finally cleaned and dressed in my matching cotton tank and shorts, I sat on the couch with a book, hoping to relax. I wasn't very successful. Every time I heard something I found my ear pressed against the door, silently wishing I had a peek hole, so I could see what was going on.

"Damn it!" I shouted to my empty apartment.

I felt trapped and paranoid. I tried thinking of Eric, but that only made me wish he was here. Which really just made me feel weak and needy, and I hated that feeling. I tried to lie down and go to sleep, but I just kept tossing and turning, imagining Bill breaking down my door in the middle of the night. This was not going to work.

I shrugged myself out of the bed grabbed my keys and purse and went to the elevator. After pressing the 'up' button I almost lost my nerve, but I knew for sure I would get absolutely no sleep if I didn't do something. So I stepped in and hit the button for Eric's floor and up I went.

I got to his door and knocked lightly. When he didn't answer right away, I turned to leave. It was almost midnight after all. But just as I reached the elevator I heard his voice behind me.

"Sookie?" Eric's voice was low and questioning. Obviously wondering what the heck I was doing there in my night clothes no less.

I took a hesitant step forward as I spoke. "Can I stay here tonight?" My voice was shakier than I would have liked.

My face must have given some of my fear away, even though I was trying to hide it. "What happened?" Eric said stepping out of his door and into the hall towards me.

Holy mother of…

It was then that I saw that he had just gotten out of the shower and was now standing in front of me dripping with water and clad only in a thin white towel, wrapped seductively low around his hips. I think I groaned a little, but I couldn't be sure. He was just standing there waiting for me to say something and I would have, if I could have found my mouth. As it was, I think it had fallen to the floor and melted.

My eyes raked over the exposed flesh of his chest and watched the droplets of water trail down the impeccable sculpture, until they disappeared into the towel. Oh, how I wished to be that little trail of moisture that graced the flawless lines of his muscles. My eyes, which were locked on his bare chest like heat seeking missiles, slowly made the trail up to where the water was dripping from his hair.

Before I even realized it had happened, my fingers reached up to trace the trail form the dip in his collar bone to the top of his naval. "Beautiful" escaped my lips in a near mumble as a low rumble resonated in Eric's chest. My eyes finally found his and discovered they were full of heat. I suspected I had a similar look in my eyes, seeing as how I was staring at him as if I would lick every drop of water from his flesh. And boy, was I thirsty. I licked my lips, suddenly needing the extra moisture there.

"Sookie?" The restraint was apparent in Eric's normally smooth voice. "What's going on?" I could see the concern in his eyes, but it came a distant second to the lust I saw burning within them.

I tried to regain some semblance of bodily function as I spoke, "Bill came to my apartment. It just kind of had me freaked out. So, do you mind?" I heard the shakiness in my voice, but this time it wasn't from fear for my life, more like fear for my virginity. Maybe this was a bad idea.

"Sure, Sure. Come on in." Eric said placing his hand on the small of my back as I stepped forward.

That was my undoing. The heat coming through the thin fabric of my barely there pajamas was simply too much. I lurched forward as quickly as I could desperate to put some distance between his hot flesh, which was begging for me to lick it dry, and my own, which felt clammy, tingly, and itched for his hands to explore every inch. The lascivious thoughts coming from my head most definitely weren't those of a lady.

I fell into a seated position on the couch searching for air and trying like hell to get my head back on straight. My face fell into my waiting hands.

"Did he do this?" Eric growled as he lifted my wrist indicating the ring of bruised flesh around it.

I hadn't even noticed, so I just shrugged indifferently. Right now, the only thing I could focus on was the fact that Eric had stepped close enough so that his naval was lined up directly with my eyes. My fingers twitched with desire. They ached to reach for the tiny white towel separating me from the rest of his magnificent flesh. The apparent tenting of the towel told me he wasn't completely consumed with the idea of talking. My mouth watered in anticipation. All I had to do was reach my fingers in and tug slightly, and the towel would fall free to the floor.

So, that is exactly what I did.

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