Part Three

Viking's Son

It was almost an ordinary night. There were many tourists in the Fangtasia and until now, there hadn't been any problems. The problems Eric had, were sitting at home in his guest room.

How ridiculous, two days ago he fucked a random fangbanger and today he was about to get a monogamist, with wife and child. Like hell froze over once again.

Last night had happened a lot.

While Eric instructed Pam to look after the Club for the rest of the night, Alva drank a bottle of TruBlood. Afterwards they left Eric's Fangtasia and walked to her car. It was a nice Mercedes and had blackened windows. She opened the passenger seat's door.

"Come out, Ivar."

The kid that got out of the car wasn't a kid anymore. The proper title for him would be a teen. Ivar was wearing blue jeans and a green Shirt; had brown hair and dirty blue eyes.

"Eric. Meet my son. Ivar, this is Eric Northman."

Both man seized each other up before saying a single word. Ivar was already a little bit taller than Alva and didn't look scared when he looked at Eric. Most humans were scared, when they saw them. Vampires.

"You are this Eric then." The boy simply said and nodded slightly.

Eric nodded back. Vampire thing, Alva must have raised him like one of them. Very interesting. "Yeah."

Alva laughed. "Oh you guys! I just always imagined our first minute exactly like that." She just hugged Ivar and made him blush.

"Mom, I told you not to hug me in front of other people! Please!" He whined and Eric had to grin.

"Better be silent or she starts kissing you."

"Oh no! Don't give her ideas like that!" But it was already too late and Alva kissed Ivar on the cheek.

"Okay, let's get serious again. Ivar, we're going to live in Eric's house. We sort of figured out how to go on… with our situation."

With a silent nod, Ivar seemed to understand and looked at Eric again. "I'd appreciate it if you try not to hurt my Mother anymore."

Silence. Eric tried to smile and failed. "I won't hurt her again. At least I'll try it."

The teenager didn't look convinced.

"Please Ivar, I told you not to do this. I will be fine. At least I was able to handle it the last thousand years." Alva said and pinched Ivar's cheek.

"Sorry. But I can't see you cry again, because of this jerk. I mean okay he looks just quite like you described him, all bad boyish and stuff and really tall, but yeah." Ivar looked at him reproachful. "Maybe he still behaves like a bad boy."

Eric grinned. It was cute how much the human cared for a vampire. "Yeah, I am pretty bad. All Vampires are, but probably not as bad as me. But as I told you, I won't hurt her again. And now we go home."

"Well okay."

Alva chuckled and told Ivar to go sit on the backseat. "Get into the car Eric and show me where you live, please."

In the end Eric brought them into his house, showed them the important rooms and stayed the rest of the night with Alva in his bedroom. They had been talking the whole time; he wanted to know everything about this last two hundred years.

Right after taking off, Alva had spent a lot of time in Sweden, their old home country. He couldn't understand why she returned. Alva just had bad memories tied to this land, but this did not matter anymore. She refused to tell him what she exactly did in Sweden.

It seemed like she had spent there a long time. Then she stayed in England, but just for visiting an old friend of her. And then about thirty years ago Alva came to America. It seemed like she had refused to get over there because he had been there. Her first real stop was in Chicago, where she stayed then. There she lived quite mainstream, at least as far this was possible at that time. She fed from people she manipulated and actually had some human lovers and friends over these thirty years. And exactly like that she met the mother of Ivar. They got close to each other and finally, when the woman turned out knocked up, they lived together. Unfortunately Ivar's mother had died, shortly after his birth.

Alva had a hard time with Ivar. How was a vampire supposed to raise a human child? The woman did everything for him. She had home schooled him in the nights, tried hard to let him meet other children, with the help of a day-nanny and even let him drink her blood to be sure of his safety.

And with the outcome of the vampire society it got even harder for them. The people got suspicious and had the worst fantasies why a vampire would have a kid. At least the feeding part for Alva got easier. Now she just had to drink Tru Blood to stay alive, not go hunting. It wasn't that big of a problem though, since Alva was old and didn't need that much blood anymore.

The home schooling would end this year and in autumn he would attend a local High School. Ivar had to learn to go to school with other kids. It would make it easier to attend college, when he was at a normal High School, meeting other people of his age.

Alva was tired of moving around through the US and was glad that Ivar and she could stay with Eric. She bought a few new things for Ivar tonight and then helped to unpack his stuff. Eric had kept silent most of the time. He had listened to her and gave her time to adjust. That disappointed her a little, because she'd have jumped him immediately if he hadn't stayed that calm. But then… maybe it wasn't a bad thing either. This could mean he was serious and wanted them to take some time. No, we were talking about Eric after all.

The blonde decided not to think about it anymore. There would probably be another thousand years full of sex and blood and even more sex. So why bother to think about such a thing.

She was sitting on Eric's bed when Ivar came into the room and looked at her.

"Any further plans for today?" The boy asked her and sat down beside her. Ivar seemed to be fine with this situation, at least for the moment. He hadn't been thrilled when Alva told him they would move again, but this time to get to some man. Unfortunately he was aware of the relationship between Eric and her and Ivar did not like it at all. He tended to be very protective over his mother.

"I will go to meet Eric in Fangtasia and you should do your daily school practice. The last few night you had off after all." Alva smiled at him. "And don't leave the house while I am gone."

Ivar pouted. "Yeah, I'll do that." This was nothing new to him.

The boy knew better than to protest. Alva would always find a way to get him to do what she wanted. When he was ten he provoked her until she got really angry, exposed her fangs and yelled at him with furry in her eyes. At that point he first realized how dangerous his foster mother really was, but this didn't make him love her less. It made him respect her, at least after some time of shock and fear.

Alva hugged him slightly. "Perfect!"

Immediately she jumped up from the bed and walked towards the wardrobe.

Ivar smiled. There were moments when he saw Alva the mother and then some moments when she totally was Alva the teenager.

He left the room and returned into his own. Ivar had to admit, that this Eric Northman guy had at least an awesome house with lots of space.

Eric tried to choose someone from the crowd. The need for blood got stronger the last days, but there hadn't been much time to get a proper drink. Now he sat on one of the black leather couches wearing his fancy grey suit.
He decided and demanded a brunette woman to approach him. Naturally she obeyed and moved towards him and sat down beside him on the couch.

This game was almost as old as he was. Just that he didn't have to make her come to him, she did it because she desired it deeply. Still, it bored him a lot.

She babbled a lot to him but he did not listen, just waited not too patiently for her to expose her neck for him. Her skin wasn't as white as Alvas and would never be as soft. But this did not matter at the moment. Eric bit down and drew blood. The woman moaned when he sucked on her neck and took what she had to give. She tasted ordinary.

Suddenly someone grasped his shoulder and squeezed hard. Eric turned his head to the intruder, exposed his fangs and snarled. Just then he realized that Alva was standing in front of them. She let go off his shoulder. But then she grabbed the woman's arm, that Eric had used and yanked her off the couch away from him and threw her against a hard wall.

Eric just sighed and wiped some blood off his lips. "Calm down, Alva. Want a sip?"

She was wearing a short and very tight red dress, with her white fur jacket and again the white pumps.

"Don't you ever do this again..." She snarled, showing off her fangs. "The next time I won't be this nice."

Alva walked over to the woman that lay scared against the black wooden wall. "You won't touch him ever again." Her voice was nice and full of demand. The bitch would obey whether she wanted or not.

"I won't touch him ever again." The fangbanger repeated and looked out of place.

The blonde vampire turned around and looked at the crowd around her. There was a sudden silence in the Club, even the music was out.

"That counts for everyone!" Alva yelled and walked back to Eric.

Eric suddenly appeared behind her and put his hand on her arm."Enough. Come with me." He ordered and pulled her into the backroom.

Eric always had wondered how this little angelic woman, had been able to become a wicked and dangerous vampire. Of course he knew what had caused her alteration to this person, but there were moments, he got a grasp on this adorable young woman, still frail and innocent, who wouldn't dare to hurt anyone. He was glad that a single human hadn't been able to destroy this very kind part of her being.

He wasn't amused at all. "You cannot forbid me to feed."

"Oh, be sure, I can. I won't suck on a random guys neck either and I want you to promise me the same." Alva sighed. "It would be something entirely different if I could kill the woman after drinking. But that isn't possible anymore."

They stared at each other for a few seconds until Eric pushed her hard against the wall and squeezed her neck a little. "You are right. But this won't work if you start demand things from me. Are you willing to give me something to make me a little more comfortable with this situation?"

Their bodies were pressed together and didn't leave any space between them. He bent down his head to her and made her look up. Her eyes were almost sparkling and full of unbreakable hope and will.

He softly stroked down her neck to her collarbone, over this soft creamy white skin of hers. He would drink TruBlood for her, if he only could have a sip of her perfectly sweet blood from time to time… and she would be his as long as he wanted her to be his.

Their lips almost touched when he spoke again. "What are you willing to give me, Alfrieda?"

Hearing her real first name made her tremble. Red lips parted and whispered excited. "Everything I got."

Authors Note: Sorry for the long wait, I wasn't always in the mood to write, had a few problems, blah blah xD So that was the new chapter. Next time you probably will hear more about Alva's life as a human, how she was turned into a vampire ect. :) I hope u will continue reading!

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