A/N Thank you to everyone for your kind words. I only hope I don't disappoint any of you.

Eric's Demons

Chapter Three

It was only after Eric had gone that Pam realized what she had agreed to. To fetch the two most powerful vampires in the area, bring them to Fangtasia at Eric's command. She knew he was respected by some, feared by more, but even Pam doubted that he could have that kind of influence.

Still she had agreed to it so she would at least try. She grinned when she thought of Sophie-Anne's likely reaction to a command from Eric Northman.

Damn that vampire was all man when he was angry.

There was a guard between Pam and the queen's front door. With distaste she saw that he was human, a heavy built man in his thirties. He might look the part, but no way he would stand up to even the weakest, sickest vampire. Eric on a bad day would pass through him to get to a fight.

She grinned at the thought as she pushed him hard in the chest, throwing the surprised human back against the wall. As he groaned and sagged to the ground Pam stepped over him and reached for the door.

Andre and another vampire were waiting inside. Now this was more like the quality of guard she had expected.

"That's far enough, Pam. She's busy," Andre told her.

"Tough, I need to see her, and it won't wait."

"Better be good if you even want me to tell her," he warned her.

"Oh it is. I've got an urgent message from Eric, one that won't wait," she assured him.

For a moment Andre paused to think, before stepping aside to let her in. He'd rather face an angry queen than an angry Eric.

The room Andre directed her to was at the end of the hall. Inside candles cast flickering shadows over rich soft furnishings and a floor strewn with massive cushions. On the floor lounged the queen, her filmy nightdress hiding nothing of the slim body underneath. Pam heard the door on the other side of the room click as she entered, could smell the earthy smell of sex in the air. So she had interrupted Sophie-Anne with a guest.

As the slim beauty who was queen of Louisiana climbed gracefully to her feet Pam ran her eye appreciatively over her. She wondered if it was wrong to look at a queen that way.

"This better be good." Her tone was clipped, obviously annoyed that her sport had been spoiled.

"Oh it is," Pam assured her.

"Spit it out, quickly," the queen demanded.

So the fire was still burning Pam thought, she tried not to smirk.

"Eric's home was attacked tonight. All of his people are dead, when I saw him a little while ago he was mad as hell!"

"And what? All of his people are dead, yet he survived?" Sophie-Anne raised an eyebrow with the unfinished question.

Pam didn't like what the queen was suggesting. Let her call that vampire a coward and they would learn here and now who the tougher bitch was. She'd seen Eric's eyes, knew how what had happened, what he had been forced to do would haunt him.

"Eric asks that you meet him urgently at his club. He should have returned by the time we get there. He said I should impress on you how important this is." Pam told her.

Sophie-Anne laughed, a hollow forced laugh.

"Go away, I'm busy," she told Pam, and began to turn away from her.

"But he says you must come, the vampire race is in danger," Pam implored her as she continued to turn away.

"Get out! Shut the door behind you I'll see him in my own time." Sophie-Anne expected that to be the end, she was used to being obeyed. What happened next surprised her.

"He says to tell you that he commands it, he actually told me to trail you there by any means necessary. This is bigger than all of us!" Pam secretly enjoyed relaying that message. The consequences were his problem.

"He what? He what?" the queen's temper flared, outraged that a sheriff would dare to send a message such as that to her. Mister Eric bloody Northman had gone a step too far this time.

"Andre, now!" She called. Pam was almost disappointed that the queen had not given her a chance to defend herself. She'd expected violence, shouting at least. Instead she called her pet.

But when the door opened behind Pam the vampire who entered wasn't Andre. A look like panic crossed the queen's beautiful face, quickly covered but Pam knew what she had seen.

"We go to Fangtasia," he told them.

Sophie-Anne nodded.