School Yard Games

14

Morning Light

A/N: Thank you all for taking the time to review... this story has been a real departure from what I normally write...as it is all humanish so reviews mean a lot as I have found this universe quite the challenge and also to give you guys a descent mystery to ponder over...

So Enjoy JoxX...

I woke in the morning trying to brutalize my alarm clock , then getting really pissed when I realised yesterday was Friday and the damn thing had no business being set in the first palace. Urgh! After I tackled one measly alarm clock, making it look like it had been an octopus, of the gigantic variety I turned to see one of the most beautiful sights I think a man could wake up too. Ever. Period.

Sookie was grinning at me, "Hey," she said softly. Her hair all tousled and wild, her eyes sparkly.

"Hey," I replied with a goofy grin of my own.

"Did you win?" she giggled looking past my shoulder to the broken alarm clock.

"Ya, it was difficult but I am trained Marine, ma'am."

She giggled burying herself deeper into the covers, "Hey! how come I've got no covers?" I asked in mock outrage.

"Some of us just have all the skills," she waggled her eyebrow's. She grabbed the covers twisting out of my reach.

I pounced on her, causing her to shriek with giggles. I thrust my head under covers in an effort to hang on but Sookie was a lot stronger than she looked, a lot stronger. We fought and tussled, all of a sudden we tumbled off the bed, with me landing on top of Sookie on the floor with a thud.

"Shit... please say you are okay," I blurted out in my panic.

She roared with laughter, "And I've still got most of the covers," she looked so smug, so beautiful but so smug.

Then just like that the mood turned serious, Sookie gulped. Slowly and gently she reached up cupping the side of my face, I closed my eyes leaning into her. I wasn't going to be a douche, I wanted to kiss her so bad... but I wanted her to know I'd help her without anything with between us. Hardest pull back of my life. I am not going to be a douche, I repeated like a mantra.

I opened my eyes and she had leaned in, as if to kiss me too-fuck, "It's okay," I pulled back further. I am not going to be a douche.

"Eric?" her voice sounded worried, I hated that I caused it.

I smiled, but I am sure I must have looked forlorn. She sighed her head hitting the carpet, her blue eye's filled with tears, she turned her head, "I see," was all she said as she began pushing me off, getting up.

"Sookie?"

"It's okay, I am like poison anyway."

"Shit NO! Urgh... I didn't want you to think the only reason I am helping you is because I want you. I figured you had enough on your plate, to add a divorced, twenty eight year old douchey FBI agent with the worst case of blue balls lusting after an eighteen year old hottie, like yourself," I grimaced. Urgh- Memo; get brain to mouth filter in repair shop stat! Hello? Could you sound more lame, I could actually feel my blue balls trying to crawl back inside as they cringed for me.

"Y-you want me...still? After everything I told you about me?" Her blue eyes were rimed in tears.

I had sat up, I ran my hand through my hair. Told myself to breath before I spoke. Sookie was stood half way out of the room looking at me. I sighed, "ahh you have no idea. Like I have never wanted another, you don't even know what you do to me." Next thing I yelp like a little girl as she appeared in front of me at inhuman speed.

"Sorry," she blushed, throwing her arms around me. Kissing me slowly as she straddled my lap, "I don't think your douchey , in the slightest. Besides divorcee's are sexy," she rocked her hips against me. Oh God, please look away and don't strike me down, I thought.

She began giggling, "You forget the big man is meant to see everything," she chuckled, I silenced her with a kiss. Her mouth tasted sweet, her lips soft and yielding. It was just like before perfect. I slid my hand up the loose shirt she was wearing, as soon as I made contact with the warm skin she moaned, the sound going straight to my cock. She shivered in the most delicious way, rocking down harder on my already straining erection kissing me deeper.

We were rudely interrupted by door bell ringing, then the sound of key's in the lock, "Urgh.. Pam," I groaned. Her timing was always for shit- fuck.

"Thats just great, here I am kissing you for all am worth are you are calling another woman's name," she was wearing the biggest grin.

I got up sitting her on the bed laughing, "I'll be right back, after I kill Pam don't move. Then we will practice getting your name just right" I waggled my eyebrows. Sookie blushed, bit her lip- urgh so sexy.

I made my way out of the bedroom, "Pam," I said entirely too brightly, she fixed me with her steely gaze, then just as fast as she had look at me she shrugged.

"Eric, so great to see my partner is still alive," she said sarcastically.

"What? Whats up?"

"Well apparently you," she smirked pointing at my crotch. "I've called you like a hundred times, Quinn is dead and Sookie is AOWL."

"Oh, how did it happen?" I tried to sound casual.

"Shot in the chest, Sookie blood was at the scene too. They had hasmat to clean it up. I don't mean a guy in a suit. I mean full decontamination set up, all Sky Pharmaceutical employee's. The remainder of the majestic six, were out in force... there looks like there is major trouble in the jungle, Sookie seems to be the only one that can keep the boys killing from each other. Alcide and Bill came to blow's. . ."

Pam huffed having stopped mid sentence, "Fuck who is she? Do I need to wait till you have had your morning wood seen too. . . you're not listening to me, either fuck her or get rid off her or I will- both if she's hot. We need to work."

"There's no one here," I lied. The look Pam shot me told me it was a lie she wasn't buying.

"Urgh... to me your a shitty liar... you forget I know your tell's." Pam began stalking towards the bedroom.

"Pam," I yelled after her. "Stop!"

Too late Pam had burst into the bedroom, Sookie was nowhere in sight, I breathed a sigh of relief which was short lived as Pam homed in on the bra and panties drying on the chair, "Oh white lace, my absolute favourite, where is she?" Pam tapped her foot swinging the bra from her finger.

"Pam go through to the sitting room..." my voice spoke of authority. "Now," Pam took a second, looking like she was going to argue and be a stubborn bitch, after she left I closed the door after her having snatched the bra from her hands as she passed.

"Sookie," I whispered.

"Up here," said a voice I looked to the ceiling, Sookie was clinging to the ceiling her palms flush with the plaster, graceful she landed on the bed.

"So awesome," I grinned at her. "Pam," I indicated towards the door, "I think we should tell her she could pull bigger strings, allocate more resources," I said thinking on my feet.

"Oh Eric I don't know, she not exactly friendly. She's worked hard to get where she is, this could make her career."

"I know her, she may come off as a hard assed bitch but she is a softie inside. She even adopted a polar bear, she thinks no one knows she gives money to help street children in Brazil, because it breaks her heart to see them suffer."

"What if you are wrong. Could you kill her? Because I hate to sound so melodramatic but that's what this is; life or death, not just for me but everyone in this town. Can you afford to be wrong?"

"I am not wrong, I am asking you to trust me,"

"I do trust you, more than I should but I am just not sure about her," she looked unsure. I wrapped my big arms round her.

"It's your call, I won't push you," I spoke into her hair as I held her. This was Sookies secret to tell.

Will Pam be included ? what do you think they should do?