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Chapter Twelve:

Before leaving for Bill Compton's, I spent the day sulking, packing clothes and empty water bottles into a few suit cases. I've been planning my trip to my mother's all day and then sulking because my morgue trip was an 'epic fail'. When I finally got to see the body, which reminded me of 'The Ring' with the whole twisted face of fear (Just less dramatic and creepy, okay still creepy), and there was nothing there. No spark, no life… completely empty. If I had any sort of power to be able to see the very last image on a person's face before they die (or are murdered) then that would have been really useful, but no I can only sense if there is a 'spark' of some sort of life or emotions. Useless.

When I had finished packing, I had noticed that the sun was setting and by the time I make it to Bill's, it'll be dark. I hope I get to see Jessica as I'm going to be dressing her… I don't even know what she looks like so… I could be getting all the wrong colours to match her hair, eyes and skin tone… What am I doing?

I got out of the car to see a red head, with fair skin, poking her head out of the window. Jessica. I hid my smile as Bill strolled out. He took a look at me and then my car before smirking.

"You can drive if you want?" I asked, trying to not rub the back of my neck. He smiled as he walked over to me to check my baby out. I'm hoping he's impressed there.

"I'm pretty sure that either way, you'll arrive there before me," he smirked. So he did remember me after the other night.

After kicking the tire with the side of his shoe (such a bloke-ish thing to do!) and his hands in his pockets, his head bobbed in an impressed manner. I finally nodded and ran my hand through the back of my wavy hair.

"Most likely. So do you want to meet there? And whilst looking, do you want to discuss what we're going to look for?" I asked and he nodded, "Awesome. See you there then." I grinned, jumped back in my car, setting it to reverse and using speed and my handbrake to assist me in a very sharp, loud and quick turn of the car before speeding out of his driveway. I liked showing off sometimes, it always achieved in making me feel awesome about myself.

"Are you sure that's appropriate?" I heard him ask and I turned around, a few hangers of clothing in one hand and a denim skirt in the other. He looked around at all the clothes, looking very much awkward and out of place bless him. I smiled and held the skirt up.

"Well, if you wear it with leggings underneath, it's a lot less sluttish and it's totally in right now," I explained and he scratched the back of his head. I smiled and bit my bottom lip, "Okay, why don't you check out that rail and find something you might like?" He nodded and went ahead after saying a short 'thank you'.

This short time with Bill had been very amusing and our main conversation subjects were mainstreaming, Sookie and me travelling with Darren. He was very polite, was obviously in love with Sookie and completely and utterly confused as to what to do with a teenage girl. I smiled as I saw a woman walk up to him stating the obvious. He looked very much lost. Being the polite person, he responded kindly. She offered to help and he looked towards me and explained that he had help as he motioned me over with a worried look. I guessed she was hitting on him. I stopped browsing through the rails and walked over with a bright smile, scanning her in the process.

The woman was tall, in her late thirties; her dyed red hair made Arlene's look natural sometimes and dressed in clothes someone of my physical appearance would wear. Short denim skirt and a loose halter neck (No Bra). She gave one look at me, then Bill and nodded. I didn't like the slight sneer she was giving me so to prevent myself from saying something rude I turned to Bill holding the dress up.

"Do ya think sis'll like this?" I said with my best impression of the southern twang whilst I gave him a look as if to say 'play along, please just play along!' He smirked and nodded. Yes!

"Indeed, I feel she will like that dress a lot."

I smiled brightly and looked at the dress myself. It was a dress that went below the knee, was white and a pale-ish green that hugged the body, but flowed past the hips. The woman then got the picture and walked away.

I bit my bottom lip as I grinned and turned to Bill.

"Thanks, I thought it might… get rid of her the quickest… Dad," I grinned with a wink making him laugh and nod with a smile. He scanned the dress and began nodding in approval.

"I do like the dress by the way."

My eyes lit up and I squealed quietly.

"We're getting somewhere!" I did a twirl and skipped off to other clothes. Now that I knew the limits for Bill I pulled out a few more dresses in different colours, to compliment her fair skin and red hair, a couple tops and a lot jeans. I found a charcoal pencil skirt that could be worn for different occasions and bit my lip as I held it up in front of me. If worn normally, it would be just below the knee, if worn in the way I would wear it, which was up my waist and just below chest or even mid-waist. It silhouetted ones figure nicely.

As I walked back I was looking at the choices of clothes, I noticed Bill talking with someone else briefly. I didn't think much of it. Would Bill find this skirt too… tight for Jessica? Maybe… revealing in some way?
"Hey Bill, I saw this skirt, but I'm not sure if it's too revealing for you," I showed him the skirt as he turned his attention away from the person to look at the skirt before nodding. Not very helpful there Bill, need to know your opinion.

"What if Ms. Butler went with Sookie?" I recognized that voice and turned to ask Eric what he was on about before freezing at the new hair… He cut it off, all of it… It was cropped a lot shorter and gelled back… he looked… hot. Shoot. I think I must have blushed a little because he grinned knowingly. Jerk.

"So you finally cut your hair?" was all I could come out with. He nodded, the grin only widening if it was possible. Try not to make a hippy comment, trying not to make a hippy comment. I told myself mentally. I knew it wasn't true. I was just shocked that he chopped it all off. I mean… Not that I liked it or anything, because it's obvious he looks ten times better like this, but… I cringe when I have my ends cut and layers put in…

"Yes, I feel I have become tired of the length and decided to go with a new style for the new me. You like?" He arched a brow and I paused a moment to actually look. Dark jeans with a thin jacket zipped up. He was either wearing a tank top under there or nothing… Keep it together Butler!

I shrugged, with attempted nonchalance "The long hair made you look younger anyway," and turned to Bill, he was looking rather tense and looked as if he wanted to rip Eric's head off.

I placed all the items of clothing in one hand and tucked some hair behind my ear, "So, where might I be going with Sookie if I agree to this?" he smirked and Bill's lips thinned.

"I have somewhere to investigate and wish for Sookie to accompany me," Eric explained and placed a cold hand on my arm to move us along. He stopped at a rail and looked through a few dresses as he continued to talk, "I came here to Bill to ask him, out of respect, if Sookie could accompany me to Dallas."

"Dallas? I sincerely doubt Sookie will go with you," I stated and shared a look with Bill. Eric pulled out a short red dress that didn't leave much to the imagination and held it up to me. I frowned at it and he shrugged putting it back. Now he was going to try and dress me? I have plenty of my own skimpy, nothing there clothes thank you very much. They're just in pink, black, blue or white. Mainly pink. More importantly, they still left something to the imagination.

"This is why I am now suggesting you come too."

"I am assuming I have no choice in the matter," He smirked and nodded at this, "So… I'll have to leave town for a couple of days before hand, If Sookie agrees."

Eric frowned but nodded and he looked to Bill, but the man didn't budge. Was he not even going to suggest it to Sookie? Seriously, the girl can think for herself!

"Is no your final answer?" he asked and I tried to step away, but Eric's hand had slipped to my lower back and prevented me for doing such a thing. When did his hand do that for crying out loud!

"It is," Bill's voice was low and dangerous and I did not like the sound of it at all. I must have tensed up because Eric looked at me before sighing and standing straight.

"Poorly played Bill," he then turned to me and I had to look up, I actually preferred his hair like this… maybe not gelled back, but whatever. It was nice… I wasn't thinking about running my hands through it.

"Hayley, I wish to speak with you for a short while, are you done with Compton?" he asked, his voice normal, if slightly playful. What was he planning?

"I think we are done here. I will continue looking. Thank you for your assistance Hayley."

I gave Bill the clothes, smiled and nodded, though begging with my eyes to ask him to change his mind. He just turned and walked away. Fudge. Screw you Compton! Abandoning me when I actually need you! Bloody men! Absolutely no use to you when you want them to be!

Eric guided me away from the clothes. Not talking. I bit the inside of my cheek feeling somewhat uncomfortable. Scratch the 'somewhat', I was uncomfortable. I didn't like this. I always felt awkward around him for some reason… okay, even more so now that I knew I was… well, physically attracted to him and now his hair was cut like that… Carrot-Sticks.

"I was going to request your assistance in Dallas as it is. Our dear Sookie seems to get herself in a lot of trouble and with your empathy-" I rolled my eyes and cut him off.

"Seriously? You want me to go to Dallas to be a body guard? Really? I mean… me? Really?" I stopped to face him, hands on my hips. The hand that had been rested on my back, to guide me where to walk, was now resting on my side, very close to my chest. I regretted wearing a strap top straight away. I don't give away side boob privileges to anyone. Especially to those who are Eric Northman.

He smirked as shivers ran down my side when his thumb started to stroke just under my breast.

"Well, there could be other things-" I cut him off again which made him grin.

"Be a Bodyguard. Got cha! I'm perfect for the job," I nodded and pushed his hand off me. He laughed at this and wrapped his arm round my shoulders as he walked us out of the store and towards the exit. My jaw was clenched the whole time as I was trying to control my temper. He was bloody trying to control me and was getting amusement from the fact that… well… frick, I was horny right now. How do I not have control over this?

"So how have you been this week?" he asked as we walked closer to where my car was, I noticed his parked right next to mine. Of course it is.

"Busy."

"I can tell; care to elaborate?" I was now by the door of my car and I turn to face him as I leaned on my door.

"Why do you even want to know?" I got my car keys out of my bag and crossed my arms. He smirked.

"I'm trying to make conversation here Hayley; you could at least be polite about it." He spoke so sincerely, he almost sounded innocent. I knew better now: Innocent and Eric Northman aren't even close.

I sighed and was about to tell him to 'jog on' when his phone went off. He frowned and answered it. Again he was talking in his other language so I guessed it was to Pam. I opened the door of my car, threw my bag in and slipped the keys in the ignition before pulling myself out and standing straight to lean on it, ready to jump in to drive home. I could see the lust glittering in Eric's eyes already before he frowned and continued with his conversation, all lust going. Douche bag was checking out my bum! I know it's a fine ass, but seriously! Could have some decency to hide that. Cocky assed… prick. I have never been able to say that word before! Score!

Eric hung up with a frown and smiled when he saw I was going to jump in the car, like always, when I had a good chance and then make my speedy escape.

"Work?" I asked and he nodded. "Thought so. By the way… What have you been up to this week?" my head tilted to the side as I remembered Jessica. Eric did say a 'Jessica' in his conversation last time when I saw him, even if the conversation was to Pam. He smirked.

"Why do you want to know?"

I wanted to laugh, instead I shrugged. "Curious. You're always asking me questions, I want to for a change."

He placed his hands in his pockets. "Work mostly," he smirked at my frown and I decided to shrug it off. If he was going to play this game, then so am I. Douche.

"Ah, I see?" I tried to sound somewhat…Interested? Well mainly, to show him I was trying to be polite and he just threw it back in my face… He noted this and the smirk continued to tug at his lips in amusement.

I mock saluted him as I was about to jump in the car.

"Whelp, I'll see ya soon Sheriff," I began to lower myself into my car when I felt cold hands on my waist and my back being pushed against the side of my car before cold lips attacked my own. I made a noise of shock and regretted it when I felt his skilful tongue snake itself into my mouth and my hands shot straight to his hair, tangling themselves in it and pulling him closer to me. Shit.

I had to stop seeing this man. Seriously. Not only was he capable of killing me physically, but… damn I bet he's amazing in bed. wait! No no no!

I felt him wrap my legs around his waist, which I responded by tightening the hold and pulling him closer to me. He groaned at this and snaked his hands slowly and torturously up my bare legs before they hit the shorts I had been wearing. (I had been out in the garden at some points of the day soaking up the sun from wearing shorts and a strap top. I left for Bill's straight away after eating something today.)

I moaned at the feeling of his cold hands pushing my shirt up, rubbing circles with his thumbs on my hips and a hand running over my stomach, making me shudder, feeling a heat pool at the pits of my stomach. Oh yeah, this guy definitely knew how to please a girl. He was being so agonizingly slow at this! What happen to fast, rough and… oh so very hot?

He pulled back a fraction, his forehead against mine, our lips seemed like to be in mid-kiss, but if you looked closely, there was still a small gap. His fangs had extended. I ran my tongue agonizingly slowly across them before he growled and pushed me harder against my car as he ravaged my mouth once more. I felt his hand shoot up to kneed my breast through the bra and I heard a growl rumble from his throat. I take it he likes lace. I do too.

I moaned when I felt him press his restricted member against me. You don't even want to know what went through my mind, but being arrested for indecency is going on right now… Oh god that made me want it so much more! The danger! The excitement! Screw disabled toilets and the backs of alleys! They're no fun anymore!

I felt my hands lower to his shoulders as one of his hands took my jaw softly before he started kissing down my neck, nipping every so often. I squeezed his shoulders tightly, trying to calm my uneven breaths. He nipped at that certain point where the neck ends and the shoulder begins, causing a moan to escape my lips and I felt his lips on mine once more.

My hands lowered once more to his jacket, slowly unzipping it, running my hands over the now exposed, bare chest. He wasn't wearing a top under it. I grinned, nipping at his bottom lip, loving the growl that he emitted before I leaned in to kiss him once more, my nails scratching down his chest as he gripped my ass tightly, grinding his hips into me. I was able to refrain from making a noise as I bit down on his bottom lip once more.

His hands, gripping my waist firmly, grinded my hips onto his forcing a whimper of need out of me, releasing his lip, and I felt him smile as he kissed down my neck. My resolve isn't going to last much longer and I won't be able to say no if this continues anymore… but it's dark… and I'm parked quite a distance away from the entrance (like I always do), so it's not like people will be able to see… or even hear if I am quiet… Why am I considering this!

He used a hand to swiftly unbutton my shorts and then any thought of consequences about this was beaten brutally down by my libido, when his lips attacked my own again. As he slowly unzipped my shorts, a finger playing with the hem of my panties, the sound of his phone going off snapped me back to my senses. He pulled away, eyes closed, and sighed resting his forehead on mine again as he removed his hand from my shorts and pulled out his phone.

"What?" he growled into it and after a few seconds of the sound of my rapid heartbeat and ragged breathing, he sighed again and hung up. "We'll continue this later." he had muttered this is low, ragged voice and… gosh it was a turn on!

I released my grip on him and he lowered me carefully to the ground. I quickly zipped up my shorts and sorted my top out. I heard a chortle come from him as I refused to meet his eyes. A visit to my mother was needed very soon and I'm pretty sure Darren will become suspicious sooner or later as to why my sex drive has increased tenfold.

"I really hope not," I lied and the laughter coming from him made me blush furiously as I slammed my door shut and quickly drove out of the car park, stopping a few cars from exiting junctions when it was their right of way.

I concentrated on breathing as I tried to relax into the car. I can't believe how far I let things go just there. It was nuts. Absolutely nuts! I couldn't concentrate anymore so I had to turn off down a road somewhere. Knowing Eric, if he had somewhere to be, it was most likely the bar and he was most likely going to be driving this way to get there. I saw a turning into an estate and I took it, waiting till I was round another corner before pulling over, switching off the engine and slamming my forehead against the steering wheel. I'm such a bloody idiot! I could feel the shame surround me; I have never felt ashamed of myself before. Eric Northman has achieved this.

The sound of my phone going off made me snap out of my daydream and I leaned over to the passenger seat to answer it. It was Sookie.

"Hey Sook, how's the girlie evening?" I tried to sound happy, but even I knew I just sounded tired.

"Oh Hayley it's awful! Things have just gone completely upside down!"

I snapped up, listening straight away as she vented about Jessica wanting to see her parents and Bill overreacting and shouting at her for trying to be nice towards Jessica and then completely insulting her for giving Jessica something to wear other than Bill's shirts and a tiny tartan skirt…Tartan skirts were cute…

"What? No way? He said that?" I switched the car on and spun round, pulling out of the drive I was in.

"He did and I couldn't stand to be in the car with him like that! I just couldn't!" she wasn't sobbing, but she wasn't screaming. It was somewhere between.

"Just tell me where you are and I'll be there soon, I promise, just stay on the phone with me." I knew it wasn't safe out there and from what she described to where she was, it didn't sound like a place I would want to be walking around, especially at this time of night.

"Hayley, you have no idea how grateful I am, I am so sorry to ask you to do this."

"It's nothing Sookie, you're my friend and I care about you. Bill's just being a douche because he doesn't know what it's like for a teenage girl," I soothed. I can't believe Bill. Talking to Sookie like that!

She suddenly went quiet and when I asked her if she was alright, she shushed me.

"Bill? Bill if you're trying to scare me to get back in the car with you, it's not working!" I listened intently as I overtook a few people, trying to get to her as soon as possible. Something wasn't sitting right and I had to get to her as soon as possible. I don't think Teleporting to her would be much help…

Her loud high pitched scream made me jump and I started shouting for her down the phone, asking her what's she seen, what's going on!

There was another loud scream and a thump and I heard a faint… growling noise, but it wasn't anything I recognized… in fact, it seemed slightly echo-y and weird…supernatural… I couldn't describe it.

"Sookie? Come on Sook, answer me?" I asked when it went silent.

"Sookie! Sookie what did this to you?"

"Bull…Human…Bill, I can't move…"

The sound was flesh ripping and then sudden choking made my eyes widened.

"Sookie!" I screamed down the phone, "What's happening?" I heard Bill shout 'get the car now!' and some shuffling of the phone.

"Hayley, something's happened to Sookie, get down to Fangtasia immediately!" and then he hung up. I shut the phone and threw it into the passenger seat with a groan, but pushed down on the accelerator anyway. Sookie was in trouble and there was no way I was going to let her die! After not being here long, I had opened up to Sookie the most and have been able to be tell her more than I would any one! I didn't want to lose a friend so quickly after moving here…

And now it's time to leave me a review and express what you think? How was it? Was it... saucy enough for you? Too Saucy? Do I need some sort of warning before? That 'up against the car' scene has me honestly nervous. Whether it was well written or... just plain terrible. And if it is, tell me how to write it better.

So what's to happen next? Will Ludwig be there or will they rely completely on Hayley healing Sookie? What about Hayley and Eric? Will they continue their little moment or will Eric have to take a cold shower? (More like Hayley needing that cold shower xD )
Let me know what you think MAY be in the next chapter, I'll find your ideas interesting.

That's all for now,
See you real soon!
Elliot Greene