Well alrighty, folks. We're now entering the Dallas storyline! Finally! IKR? LOL. Here's the deal, I'm not going to take down ITB, but I am going to rewrite the story so it'll line up better with this one, plus it's riddled with so many mistakes and such...just ugh! As for my other stories, I'm currently working on them as well; I'm almost done with The BBQ, only 4 or 5 more chapters to go (perhaps less).

Next, I'm also rewriting COY and INYK; after rereading those I've decided to redo them as well, again riddled with mistakes. Do let me know what you think about this chapter, as it's my first full fledge sex scene! Enjoy!

Chapter 11

Sookie was asleep in Eric's arms. He didn't want to wake her, so he landed as gently as possible in her front yard. He gazed down at her adoringly, then closed his eyes sighing in relief. He kissed her forehead softly, taking in her scent. He almost lost her tonight. Too close for comfort. If Jade had been wrong about tonight, he not only would have lost his little sister but his lover as well. He zoomed into her house, making his way up to her bedroom.

Gently laying Sookie on the bed, Eric watched her for a moment, his anger momentarily overshadowed by concern. She looked so peaceful, her breathing steady and calm. He brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch light as a feather.

There was a rocking chair in the corner, facing the window. He walked over, sat down, and began to watch Sookie sleep. He had to admit, he wasn't happy with Jade right now. First of all, why would she let Carrie handle Marcus all on her own? He was older than her by at least 150 years! He held back a growl, not wanting to wake his beloved.

"Everything okay here, Eric?" Jade's voice suddenly said quietly. She was leaning against the door jamb, staring at Sookie. He remained silent, not answering. Jade blows out a puff of air, walking further into the room. "I'll take that as a no. You're upset with me." She states.

The events of the night had left him furious and confused, and he couldn't contain his frustration any longer. Jade, his maker, was the one person he had always trusted implicitly, the one who had given him immortality and guided him through the darkness of his new existence. But after tonight, she had failed him.

Jade, for reasons Eric couldn't fathom, had allowed this to happen. She hadn't intervened, hadn't protected Carrie as she should have. That betrayal was unforgivable.

He tried to contain himself, but he growled, his fangs snapping down angrily. Her eyes widened as she took in Eric's demeanor, the storm brewing behind his gaze. She opened her mouth to speak, but he cut her off with a venomous voice.

"How could you, Jade? How could you let Carrie face that vampire alone? You knew the risks! You're supposed to protect us, to guide us!"

Jade's expression hardened, her eyes cold and distant. "Carrie is not the same soft girl anymore, Eric. She wanted to prove to herself that she could face him, to show her strength. She knew just as much as I did that this day was coming. I thought it was time she faced Marcus on her own."

"She is still too young!" Eric shouted, his voice echoing through the grand hall. "And you, you just watched! You played with our lives like some sick game." Jade's face remained impassive, but Eric could sense a flicker of guilt in her eyes.

"Played with your lives? That's a bit melodramatic, don't you think?" Jade retorts, sounding somewhat amused. "Do you really think I would have let anything happen to any of you? If I thought for a second that Carrie wasn't ready to take on Marcus, I never would have involved her. Either way, I was never planning on letting Marcus live through the night. If Carrie hadn't staked his ass, I sure as hell would have! You don't understand, Eric. There are things at play here that you're not aware of. I have my reasons."

"Reasons?" Eric laughed bitterly. "You call playing with our lives reasons? I've had enough of this. We need to go to ground." With that, Eric got up from the rocking chair and disappeared from the room, leaving Jade alone, his heart heavy with anger and disappointment. He made his way to the small, hidden trapdoor in the closet of the guestroom, dying for the day.

Jade sighs in frustration, feeling his anger in their bond. She wished she could ease his worries, and assure him that everything was going to be okay. But what good would it do? He's too stubborn and angry to see reason. Who could blame him though? He almost lost the woman he loves and his sister on the same night. If the situation were reversed, she'd be pretty upset too.

All she could do now was give him space, and let him cool down some.


The Next Week

Everything went back to normal after the events with the Magister. Eric and Sookie had become inseparable all week, never straying too far from each other. Carrie seemed different as well, more confident and upbeat than usual. It seemed as if Eric had forgiven her, but Jade knows he hadn't actually. He's just not angry any longer.

Jade sat at her desk, going over files. She sighed in relief when she finished her paperwork. Since ending Marcus was an order from the Guardian of the Authority, she had to fill out forms and write a report. It was his way of making sure his command was carried out. It was annoying and tedious as hell, but a necessity…as it was loads better than dealing with Nan Flanigan and listening to bitch about everything for no reason.

But then again, that miserable bitch knows better than to come anywhere near her. Not after what happened in the 1980s, back when Jorge was the Magister. Jade laughed out loud.

God, that guy was dull as hell.

Nobody knew why Jorge decided to step down and choose Marcus, of all vampires, to become the new Magister. Jade thinks it may have had something to do with the Ancient Pythoness, yet she couldn't know for sure. It all worked out though because she rid a thorn in her side named Marcus.

Good riddance, motherfucker.

Her musings were interrupted when her phone rang, shattering the silence of her office. She glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Isabelle, Godric's second-in-command. Curiosity mixed with a tinge of concern, Jade quickly answered the call.

"Izzy, long time no talkie, doll."

"We have a situation, Jade," Isabelle replies, urgency in her tone.

"Isabelle, what's going on?" Jade asked, her voice laced with worry.

"I... I don't know how to say this, but Godric has been missing for a week," Isabelle's voice trembled with fear.

Jade's stiffened in her seat. Godric, her loyal and oldest friend, had always been there for her. Especially ever since they met, when he requested her to perform a spell to sever his bond with his maker. At first, Jade was curious, even a little wary…because how did he know she could perform magic?

Godric then mentioned he was referred by the Ancient Pythoness, and that was all Jade needed to hear. From then on, they'd been very good friends. At times, over the years, crossing paths and getting into each other into trouble. Jade chuckled at the memories. That all came to a halt in the past thousand years. He'd become subdued, melancholy, and serious. Something had changed with him, and Jade couldn't tell what. They had faced numerous dangerous situations together, but this news sent a chill down Jade's spine.

"Missing? Has he been kidnapped?" Jade asked, her mind racing with the possibilities.

"We don't know for sure. When Stan and I investigated, there was no sign of a struggle," Isabelle replied. "We think It's that religious zealot group, the Fellowship of the Sun, they've made trouble for us in the last couple of years since we've come out of the coffin."

Jade was a bit irritated at this.

He's been missing for an entire week and they're now deciding to involve me?

"Why wasn't I informed sooner? Everyone knows my connection to Godric!" She says, her voice laced with annoyance. She clenched her fist, her determination resolute.

"We hoped to have found him by now, he turns up, or at the very least have a lead that can tell us what happened to him." Isabelle retorted, aggravation in her voice. Jade scoffs at her excuse, knowing it for what it was.

You're not slick, Izzy. I'm sure she didn't work very hard to really find Godric. Which means there is something she is not saying.

"Obviously, you're calling to ask for my help, meaning you must have exhausted your resources, Isabelle." She utters sardonically. A plan began to form in Jade's mind. She knew she couldn't solve this alone, and she needed to call Eric and Sookie. She had worked with a few skilled individuals in the past, people who now resided in Area 9. She could put a small team together to find Godric and minimize the damage this situation will cause in the media.

"I know some people who can help us, they'll be accompanying me," Jade says. "Let's meet at Hotel Carmilla. I'll be on a plane to Texas ASAP. We'll discuss the details and come up with a plan."

"Thank you, Jade. I'll see you soon."

Jade hung up the phone, her mind already brimming with ideas. She quickly compiled a list of potential team members - individuals who possessed unique skills and had experience in handling dangerous situations.

If she was going to find her friend, she needed to cover all her bases. Knowing religious fanatics, they like to make a spectacle and make sure the whole world was watching.

She had a plan for that as well.


The moon hung high in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the small clearing nestled deep within the Louisiana woods. Sookie stood there, her heart pounding with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation. Beside her, Eric, the powerful and enigmatic vampire, gazed at her with a mixture of intensity and desire.

They sat in front of a blazing fireplace, in each other's arms basking in the glow and the quiet. Sookie took a deep breath, her brown eyes meeting Eric's intense gaze. "Are you sure about this, Eric?" she asked, her voice tinged with a mixture of hope and uncertainty.

Eric reached out, his cool hand enveloping hers. "I've never been more certain of anything in my long existence, Sookie," he replied, his voice laced with sincerity. "I want this connection between us. I want to be able to feel your emotions, to know where you are, and to share something special with you. I don't want what happened with the Magister to happen again."

Sookie nodded her head. "Can you tell me what this blood bond entails?"

"The kind of bond we'll be creating will be a lover's bond, usually the first step in creating an eternal blood bond. The lover's bond can only be formed if there are mutual feelings of love or affection…and the most important requirement is consent. This bond is mutual, so we'll able to feel each other's emotions, track our location, push emotions to one another in certain situations, and maybe share our special abilities." Eric explained.

"Certain situations?"

"Yes. Like if you were kidnapped and I felt your fear. I'd send you feelings of calm, confidence, and even comfort to keep you relaxed."

"You mentioned something about an Eternal bond? What is that?" Sookie rubbed his arm softly, feeling his hair against her skin. Eric brushed his lips against her temple, making her smile.

"An Eternal bond is the 4th and final step of a blood bond. By this point, we are pledging ourselves to each other, which is the vampire version of a marriage. This makes the bond permanent. It's intense, sacred, and can last till death. When one dies, so does the other."

They had been through countless trials and tribulations, their lives intertwined in ways they never could have anticipated. Despite their differences and the obstacles that stood in their path, their connection had grown stronger with each passing day. Now, they stood on the precipice of sealing their bond—a blood bond that would forever tie them together.

A myriad of emotions danced across Sookie's face—hesitation, longing, and a touch of fear. She knew the blood bond came with risks, that it would deepen their connection in ways they couldn't fully comprehend. But she also knew that Eric was someone she could trust, someone who had proven time and again that he would stand by her side.

"All right," Sookie finally said, her voice filled with determination. "Let's do it."

Eric nodded, his expression softening with relief. He dropped his fangs, biting into the palm of his hand. He extended his arm, exposing a slender strip of his pale, flawless skin. Without any hesitation, Eric offered his palm to Sookie. She crushed her lips against his hand, moaning while taking in his essence. His blood filled her mouth, a heady mixture of power and desire.

As Sookie drank, she felt a surge of energy course through her veins, mingling with her life force. It was a sensation, unlike anything she had ever experienced—intense, raw, and undeniably intimate. She felt Eric's emotions flood her senses—his longing, his love, and his unyielding devotion to her.

Eric moaned audibly, pleasure filling him. For a split second, he let himself get lost in the feelings. He lowered his head, peppering kisses along her shoulder, and up her neck. When he finally found the spot, he licked and sucked at it. His fangs gently penetrated her skin. He groaned as blood filled his mouth. She tasted so sweet, like honey mead from his homeland.

After a few moments, Sookie reluctantly pulled back, her lips stained crimson. Eric's eyes met hers, and she could see the newfound connection between them reflected in their depths. As the exchange reached its climax, Sookie and Eric's bond solidified, their essences intertwining on a profound level. They broke apart, their eyes locked, and a smile tugged at the corners of Sookie's lips. At that moment, she knew that their lives would never be the same.

Sookie felt a shiver run down her spine as Daniel's gaze swept over her, his eyes full of hunger and admiration. She had longed for this moment, to surrender herself to the intoxicating chemistry they shared. Tonight, they would venture into uncharted territory, their bodies, and souls merging in a symphony of pleasure.

As if drawn by an invisible force, Eric moved closer to Sookie. Their lips met in a tender kiss, a merging that spoke volumes without the need for words. The world around them faded into obscurity as they surrendered themselves to the intoxicating dance of their tongues, exploring, tasting, and savoring one another. At that moment, they were the only two beings in existence.

With practiced ease, his hands began to explore Sookie's curves, his touch evoking a primal hunger within them both. The heat between them intensified as their bodies pressed against each other, their desire growing with every passing second. Their clothes became an impediment, a barrier that needed to be discarded for their passions to reach their zenith.

They shed their garments, revealing the nakedness of their bodies to one another. Eric's eyes roamed over Sookie's form, drinking in the sight of her, every inch of her becoming etched in his memory. Sookie, emboldened by desire, allowed her hands to wander across his sculpted back, feeling the strength that lay beneath his skin. Eric wrapped her legs around his waist, then grabbed both of her wrists raising them above her head. He entered her slowly. He hisses.

"God, you're so tight," he breathes in awe. He stops for a moment, letting her get used to his size before he went further. Sookie groaned, squirming and wanting him to move. He pulled out, then thrust back in pushing past her maidenhood. She gasps at the sting of pain.

He stops again, looking at her, "Are you okay?" Sookie nods her head, pushing her hips against his. He crushes his lips to hers, making her moan. He starts by slowly pulling out and then pushing back in while her inner walls struggle to stretch enough to accommodate him more easily.

The pace continues to pick up, making them moan in pleasure. As he pulls out, I feel him shift his hips slightly so that he can hit this new sweet spot every time he pushes back in. He growls, pounding into Sookie repeatedly, making her scream in pleasure.

"Oh god, yes! Don't stop!" She squeezes his hips harder. "Faster, harder!" He obliges her, picking up the speed and force until it reaches a magnitude only a vampire can attain. He lowers one of his hands to her clit, stroking it at a steady pace. His skillful hands play her body like a master plays his instrument.

Sookie spirals higher and higher on the wings of passion and pleasure feeling that he's right there with her by the increasing pulsations of his cock as he slams into her. She starts to chant his name like a prayer, spiraling even higher than he's ever brought before.

"Come for me, lover. Take me in."

He bites into his wrist, making a crunching sound, and pushes it against her lips. She latches on, taking in more of his blood. He sinks to her neck, his fangs piercing her neck. They have exchanged blood for the second time, moaning into each other.

They scream each other's name as they climax together. It was explosive. Eric growls his dead seed spilling deep into her core as her juices coat him. He sighs and slides out of her, both hissing at the loss. They collapse in a heap on the floor. He's careful not to crush her with his weight. He lays her on his chest, his arm around her back. He nuzzles lovingly at the crook of her neck as he caresses her side.

Sookie purrs, trailing her lips on his chest. The room filled with their moans and sighs, the symphony of their pleasure echoing through the night. Time seemed to stand still as they reached the pinnacle of their passion, their bodies trembling, their souls soaring. At that moment, they were consumed by a love that knew no boundaries, a love that had blossomed from the depths of their beings.

As the night unfolded, their love connection transcended the physical realm, delving into the depths of emotional intimacy. Their souls are entangled in a tapestry of shared desires. In each other's arms, they found solace, bliss, and a profound connection that went beyond the bounds of the physical.

As the night drew to a close, they lay together, and their bodies intertwined. Their love connection had been forged through the flames of desire, leaving an indelible mark on their souls. Eric and Sookie knew that their love had the power to transcend time and space, forever bound by the sacred union they had shared.

With the second part of the bond beginning, Sookie and Eric discovered the full extent of their newfound connection. They could feel each other's emotions with an intensity they had never imagined. Joy, pain, fear—they experienced it all together. It brought them closer than ever before, their love deepening as they navigated the intricacies of their shared existence.

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