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Chapter 2
"The magister told you I was coming?"
Eric moves towards me and reaches out his hand to stroke the side of my face.
"No, he did not."
I turn my head away and take a step back, away from his touch. He laughs.
"You know why am I here Eric."
Eric's smile soon turns into a look of disdain.
"Bill Compton has caused me nothing but trouble since his return to Louisiana. His misguided idea of mainstreaming has caused nothing but irritation."
There is nothing that angers Eric more than a vampire trying to recapture his humanity and denying his natural instinct for bloodlust.
"There's nothing wrong with trying to fit in Eric, maybe you should give the throne a rest and try it sometime."
He snorts in disgust.
"And drink that vile true blood? I would rather meet the sun than drink that putrid sorry excuse for blood every night."
I can't help but let out a sarcastic laugh.
"You've drunk worse."
As soon as the words had left my mouth I wished nothing more than to take them back but it's too late, he has taken the opportunity to trap me against the wall, both arms place at either side of my head.
"You were a fool to think any of them meant anything. They were just blood bags."
I look him straight in the eyes.
"That's the difference between you and me Eric - you are only capable of thinking of yourself. You only care what you thought of them. You never even thought that I would care. That it would hurt me."
He looks at me like he doesn't know whether to kiss me or rip me limb from limb.
"If you are going to run away to the magister every time you get jealous of a human then we certainly are in for some interesting times you and I. I know you Emma. I know what you're thinking, what you're feeling. You want to come back to me, you just don't know how to ask. You still love me, I am sure of it."
I struggle against him, trying to break free but it is no use. He is too strong.
"If you are so sure of my love for you then why did you release me?"
He shrugs.
"I knew you would come back to me."
He leans his forehead against mine. All I would have to do is tilt my head and our lips would be touching. If I had a heart it would be pounding right about now. I hate that he makes me feel this way. I hate that he's right. But what I really hate is that I have to break whatever moment is happening between us because as much as I want this right now, I have a job to do and pissing off the magister is not one of them. Plus it wouldn't hurt Eric to work a bit harder for it.
I run a hand through Eric's long hair, cup his chin and lean in slowly until our lips are mere millimetres from touching.
"Eric…" I whisper.
He grips my waist and molds my body to his.
"Yes."
"Take me to Bill Compton."
Eric stiffens and pulls back as I burst into laughter.
"I will kill Bill Compton myself if he does not cease his constant interference!"
I raise an eyebrow at his comment.
"If you do then I will be escorting you to the magister and not him. Do you really wish to be punished Eric?"
He leans and whispers in my ear.
"Only if you are doing the punishing my sweet."
I laugh.
"Now, now Eric. Do not carried away. You must take me to Bill Compton, the magister is expecting him this very night and it will not do any good for either of us if we keep him waiting."
Eric reluctantly releases his grip on me and ushers me out of the back door of the bar.
"I expect Compton will be visiting his little pet."
I nod.
"Ah yes, the intriguing Sookie Stackhouse."
Eric looks at me with a look that can only be described as shock.
"You know of her?"
I nod.
"The magister knows of her."
Eric grabs me by the shoulders and gives me a shake.
"What does he know?"
I recognise the look in Eric's eye. This human holds interest for him. This can only end badly. He shakes me again, awaiting an answer.
"Only that she is worth killing a vampire over, nothing more. The magister has little care for humans, you know that."
He relaxes and releases his hold on me.
"He knows nothing more?"
"Nothing. However it sounds like he has cause to learn more."
"You will not speak of her to the magister, her services are too valuable to me."
A moment ago I was in control, now I have no idea what is going on, who Sookie Stackhouse really is and what Eric hopes to gain from her.
"What are you talking about Eric? What do you want from her?"
I stand waiting for answer but he simply ignores my questions, smiles and outstretches his arms to me.
"Come. We will make our way to Bon Temps."
I look at his arms waiting for me, he wants to fly together like we used to. He knows I want to go to him but I won't give him the satisfaction. Not until I know exactly who Sookie Stackhouse is and what hold she seems to have on every vampire she meets. I brush past him, ignoring him.
"Flying doesn't hold much charm for me anymore I'm afraid."
Eric laughs and grabs me anyway and together we fly off into the night.
I hope you guys like this, we'll be getting more into their past soon, we'll find out about when Eric turned Emma and what really drove her to leave him.
