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Title is from the song Symphonies by Dan Black

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'I don't know what you're talking about…' I started saying but the next second he was over me, his hand on my throat, pressing me down on the desk. I gasped in surprise and eyed him, my eyes filled with angst. He was definitely pissed. Enraged, should I say.

'You can hear my thoughts. Not good, Sookie. Not good at all. Why the hell did you not tell me? And since when can you do it? I'm sure as hell it hasn't been that long otherwise you would have slapped me time and time again. With reason, no doubt.' He added, smirking dangerously. I frowned at him.

'You're hurting me.' I whispered.

He released his grip on my throat, replacing it with his long body, pressing on mine. His arms lay on either side of my face and his mouth hovered over mine, his fangs bared.

'You can hear vampires?' He asked, his gaze locked on mine.

'Just you. And not much.' I said, my treacherous thighs closing on his hips, keeping him there. I could feel his arousal through the bond.

'Since when?' he growled, menacingly. But I wasn't scared anymore. His voice might say one thing, but his body, hell his emotions said otherwise.

'The curse.' I said, my hands grabbing at his t-shirt, pulling him closer, desperately trying to close the space between our lips. He held his ground and his eyes became slits. With a quick pull at my dress, he yanked me to a sitting position on his desk, his hand finding the nape of my neck, yanking at my hair roughly. I moaned and he bared his fangs.

'Why didn't you tell me?' He said, craning my neck so that our lips were an inch apart.

'Because I was afraid you'd be pissed.' I said, my voice low. I could feel his breath on my face and it took all my will power to not close that stupid space between our lips and kiss him. I realized anger did it for me too. Turned me on beyond reason.

'I am pissed. Because you didn't tell me.' He growled, wetting his lips.

'I'm sorry. I don't know why I didn't trust you.' I whispered.

He crushed his lips to mine and I clawed at his back desperately trying to mould ourselves together. He growled and his hands tightened their grip on my hips. I'd have bruises, no doubt. I suddenly pulled back, remembering why I was here in the first place.

'Eric, I really have to go. I owe Alcide. For Hunter.' I said, pressing my fevered forehead to his.

'No. I won't allow you.' He growled, possessively digging his fingers in my hair.

'You can't decide for me, Eric. I'm free to do as I please. And I want to go. He's always been nice to me.'

'I can't let you risk your life for him, Sookie.' He pleaded, kissing my temple.

'I'll be safe. He'll protect me.'

'Why are you so stubborn?' he growled.

'Why are you so stubborn?' I retorted.

'Do you want to know what will happen there? Perhaps that will change your mind, you silly woman.' He growled.

'Go ahead and tell me…' I replied, my fist twisted in his hair. I wasn't so sure anymore I wanted to know but then again I'd given Alcide my word.

'At pack meetings there is sex and blood and violence. More over when they pick a new pack master. Two wolves will fight to the death for the title Sookie. And you'll have to watch. And then, the winner will fuck about anything he can find in the room. And you'll have to watch that too. And then…'

'Okay, okay, okay, I get the picture, thank you. But that doesn't change anything to the fact I must go. I promised Alcide and I intend to keep my word. I'll just try not to…look too much.'

'Why does he want you there anyways?'

'I don't know. To listen in on some people I guess… He said his father is competing.'

'Herveaux is going to claim the title?' Eric asked, frowning.

'Apparently so. You know him? Ah right, he owed you money…'

'I know a lot of people, Sookie. And they don't all owe me money. Being Sheriff means more than just ordering Pam and Chow around…' He said, scolding me as if I was some dumb child in school.

I rolled my eyes at him and sighed.

'Sookie there is a lot about our world that you don't know about and it isn't all that pretty, I can tell you that. As mine, I don't want you going head first into traps especially when it's blatantly obvious that it is a fucking trap.'

'Eric, he needs me there.' I pleaded, giving him my best puppy eyed look. His eyes became slits and he studied me.

'Well you won't go alone that's for sure.' He finally grunted.

'So you will let me go!' I said, cheerfully. He growled at me and kissed me roughly before answering.

'You'll pout a week if I stop you. Yes, I'll let you go you stubborn woman but the dog will have very strict instructions. And if anything, anything at all happens to you, you can be sure he'll have his own entrails for dinner.'

'Yuck, Eric!' I scolded him, slapping his arm playfully.

'Woman you'll be the end of me.' Eric muttered before leaning me back on the desk, his lips capturing mine in a toe-curling smooch.

'Eric… There's something else.' I breathed against his mouth.

'What? The Shifter wants to take you on a date too?' he growled softly, obviously more annoyed by the fact we weren't making out anymore than by the fact I had something else to ask of him.

'No. It's about Niall.'

'What about him?' Eric asked, suddenly alert and serious.

'Claudine and Claude came to Merlotte's tonight and they told me Niall wanted to meet you in the Bon Temps cemetery two nights from now. It's about Rhodes I think.' I said, caressing his cheek.

'The Prince wants to meet me?'

'He's my great-grandfather apparently…' I said. Eric couldn't have looked more stunned.

'You are of the Royal bloodline?' He said, his eyes wide.

'Hum… I guess?'

'That surely changes things…' Eric said, pulling out of my hold, and pacing his office.

'What do you mean?'

'How much did Niall tell you about fairies, Sookie?' He asked me, stopping his pacing to study my face.

'He said they were at war or something. It's messy in Fae right now and he doesn't want me going there anymore. He fears someone will hear of me and try to take me from him or hurt me because I'm related to him.' I explained.

'He's right. The last Fae wars were in the years 1300s, so quite a long time ago and it was one of the messiest wars I'd ever seen.'

'But…'

'They took it to the human world because at that time, there were a lot more fae-human hybrids in the world. Most of them were massacred by some fairies who believed it was a waste of the fairy blood to mingle with humans. Some were saved, I believe Fintan, Niall's half-human son was one of those. But overall it was a bloody mess.'

'Niall did say something about Fintan. He says he's my grandfather and he's the one who had an affair with my grandmother Adele…' I explained, blushing.

'How did the fairies never learn of you till now?' he asked, dead on.

'Fintan shielded me and Jason from the fairies, even from his father Niall. But he's dead now. He was murdered by another Fae…' I said, sombrely.

'I see. What time does Prince Niall want to meet me?'

'Us. He wants us both there. At midnight. Claudine said it was easier for them to travel through the portals or something at that time of the day.'

'Alright. I'll be there. Now Sookie, about you reading my thoughts…'

'Yes?'

'No one, and I mean not a living soul can know. If vampires suspect you can read their minds too, you'll be as good as dead and even if I can protect you from most, I can't protect you from them all.' He said, serious. 'Even Pam can't know about it.' He added.

'Not even Pam?' I was surprised as Makers trusted their progenies most and above all.

'Not even Pam. I'd trust her with my life. Not with yours.' He said, darkly. I nodded slowly.

'Are you sure I'm the only one you can hear?' He asked me.

'I think so. I've never heard Bill. Nor Pam. But then again it's not like I've really tried. I assumed it was just you and the curse's side effects I guess.' I explained.

'Interesting…' He commented, pacing his office once more. 'Can you promise me one thing, Sookie?'

'Sure.'

'That you won't pick my brain unless I think at you.'

'When we touch it is a bit hard for me not to hear you…' I admitted.

'Then I guess we'll have to stop touching.' He said, cocking a playful eyebrow at me. I frowned and slid off the desk, slipping my arms around his strong neck and pulling his face down for a kiss. I nibbled his bottom lip before speaking again.

'That's not a good compromise.' I giggled.

'Absolutely not, you're right.' He muttered, cradling my face with his strong hands. Pam chose that moment to barge in the office, somehow worried.

'What is it?' He asked her, one of his hand cupping my ass.

'Trouble. Madden. He's at the door.' Pam hissed. Eric's gaze grew stormy and before he could say anything, the door to his office opened and there stood a man. A vampire should I say. He was strangely handsome but he looked scary as hell and dangerous.

Whatever I say here Sookie, don't take it the wrong way. He can't know how much I care about you.

'Victor…' Eric said, roughly pushing me on the couch.

'Eric…' The man hissed, an amused look on his face. He had dark brown hair that curled messily around his face and his skin was somehow darker than Eric's. He was wearing a very beautiful suit and he'd have looked like a regular business man, had it not been for the cruel curl of his lips. 'Miss Swinfort.' Victor said, cocking his head politely at Pam. Pam crossed her arms on her leather clad chest, her eyebrow cocked in an annoyed glance.

'And who's the doll?' Madden asked, eyeing me curiously.

'My dinner.' Eric hissed.

'She looks mighty delicious. Would you be willing to share, perhaps? I'm sure there's enough for two…' Victor said, clearly provocking Eric. I frowned at him and slid further on the couch.

'Take your pick on the dancefloor. This one is mine.' Eric said, casually. 'What owes us the pleasure of your presence here tonight?' He asked. The way he said pleasure clearly meant he'd have preferred chewing on silver nails than actually talking with Victor. And I couldn't exactly blame him. The man was a sneaky and scary bastard. One would have told me he was the undead Jack the Ripper and I would have believed them without a doubt. He had that manical gleam in his startlingly green eyes that spoke of violence and blood.

'Felipe wanted to see how the business was going here. And of course, we all heard about the trial at Sophie-Anne's. And the throne is now available… You know Felipe. Always seeking an occasion…' Victor said, a dangerous smile on his lips. He walked in the office and gave a knowing nod to Pam for her to close the door. She did, her hand swiftly grabbing a little can of silver-water spray on the shelves near the door.

'And of course we also heard about this delicious human of yours.' Victor said, looking at me meaningfully. 'You're bringing her to Rhodes are you not? Felipe will be ecstatic to meet her.' Standing near me, Victor yanked me to my feet and breathed in my scent.

I won't let him hurt you, don't worry.

'She smells…decadent, my dear Eric. You sure I can't have a bite?' Victor hissed, smirking dangerously. I tensed and stepped back towards Eric.

'Victor, why are you here?' Eric growled, his fangs bared.

'Merely to meet your human, Eric. She's a telepath apparently?'

'A telepath… really…' Eric said, keeping his poker face. He slid his hand into mine behind my back.

'Oh come on, Eric. Don't play games with me. You really think Sophie-Anne and Russell didn't brag about her? Every King and Queen in America knows of her. I believe Isabel in Dallas has her own telepath too. A certain Barry?' I tensed. So Isabel had claimed him…

Squeeze my hand if that is so: is he talking about the guy that informed Bill and me you were in danger with the Fellowship?

I squeezed Eric's hand and kept my gaze steadily on Victor. He turned his face to me and smiled a fangy grin.

'Good for her…' Eric muttered. 'So you wanted to meet her, here she is. Sookie, Victor, Victor, Sookie. Now you can be on your way as I don't recall allowing you on my territory. My good relations with Felipe do not extend to the likes of you, Victor. So if you don't mind, either you go in the bar and act as any customer would, or you're on your way and off my land.' Eric growled.

'Is she mute? Or dumb?' Victor suddenly asked, as I hadn't uttered a word.

'Fuck you.' I hissed at him. He gazed at me amused as Eric's fingers squeezed mine painfully.

Sookie, don't.

'Oh, she's a feisty little one isn't she?' Victor snarled, amused. He took a strand of my hair and brought it to his nose, inhaling it. I shook my head, trying to move away from him.

'You smell truly delicious, my dear.' He gazed at me, concentrating. 'Don't you just want to come back with me to Las Vegas?' he mused, his voice a low murmur.

He's trying to fucking glamour you? Is he for real?

Victor studied me.

'You wish, Frankenstein.' I muttered to him.

'So it is true. She cannot me glamoured. That is very interesting…' Victor said, cocking his head to the side. I could see Pam was ready to spray him with the silver-water but Eric gave her a brief look.

'Well Eric, I do hope you'll bring her to Rhodes? She is very amusing. And quite the eyeful, might I say.'

'You may not.' Eric hissed. 'And yes, she will be in Rhodes. The Magister requested her there…' Eric said. I could tell he wasn't saying this just for fun and I understood when I saw Victor tense.

'The Magister you say? McAlister took an interest in her… And the plot thickens.'

'You have no idea…' I murmured, sarcastic. His gaze probed mine and he let go of my golden curl he'd still been clutching in his bony fingers.

'Well, Miss… Stackhouse is it not? Eric, Miss Swinfort, I'll be on my way. Farewell. We will meet again.' He said, turning towards the door. He gave me a last look over his shoulder before he left.

'What a fucking creep. Why didn't you end him back in the days, Eric…' Pam hissed.

'He's Felipe's.' Eric muttered. 'Are you okay?' he asked me, caressing my hair as if he was trying to remove Victor's smell from it.

'Yes. Are you?'

Eric nodded but I could see there wouldn't be any play time tonight.

'Pamela, please accompany Sookie to her home. I'll be wanting you to accompany her to the pack meeting tomorrow night so you might as well rest at her house.' Pam rolled her eyes.

'You want me to go to a pack meeting? They fucking reek, Eric!' She hissed, displeased. Eric gave her a long look and she rolled her eyes again.

'You want her to accompany me?' I asked, surprised. But he ignored me.

'Fine.' Pam muttered. 'You'll owe me another pair of Manolo's though…' Pam said, cocking her eyebrows. Eric's lips twitched and he simply fished his wallet out of his back pocket, slipping his credit card out.

'One pair.' Eric growled, handing her the card. Pam smirked like a content cat and slipped his card in her décolleté.

'Come on, doll, we'll go have ourselves a nice slumber party…' Pam snickered, taking my arm.

That should be quite interesting. Take pictures if you have a pillow fight, will you? He thought at me with a smirk.

'Give us a minute Pam. Than you can take her home and slumber all you want.' Eric said, shooing her out.

'Are you sure it's a good idea for Pam to come with me?' I asked Eric when we were alone.

'I won't have you go there alone with the dog.' Eric replied. 'Not with Madden on the loose. He's a twisted fuck. If you think vampires are crazy you haven't seen him with his pets…' He said.

'Will he come after you?' I asked Eric, afraid for him more than for myself.

'He's younger than me. In a fair fight I'd kill him. I just don't do it out of respect for Felipe. But no, I don't think he'll come after me. But he might come after you and until Rhodes, I won't have you alone any night. I might not have so much time for you until we leave in two weeks with all I have to plan but Pam and Bubba or Chow will take care of you…'

'Bubba? You mean…THE Bubba?' I asked, smirking slightly.

'Yes. He was quite taken with you at the trial. He swore allegiance to me and he wanted to meet you. He's trustworthy. He likes cats more than humans… But he's very obedient.'

'Does he ever sing?' I asked, giggling.

'Never ask him too and he just might…' Eric replied, a small smile on his lips. 'Come here.' He opened his arms and I cuddled to his chest.

I'm really pissed we didn't get to finish before…

'I'm sure you can make it up to me some other time…' I said, kissing his neck softly.

I will, many times… I blushed and found his lips, parting them with my tongue, my hands wrapped around his neck. I wanted to stay with him so bad but he was a Sheriff and he had things to do.

'Go now, or I might just change my mind and give up my title for the night…' he joked, biting my earlobe. I moaned and pulled out of his hold.

'Pam's waiting for me.' I said as means of excuses and slipped out of his office. He stayed leaning against his desk.

Goodnight, love.

Pam was at the bar, listening to some fangbanger who was desperately flirting with her. She rolled her eyes and left him standing there when she spotted me.

'Come on, doll. Hopefully you have fun things to do at your place. The humans here are such a bore…' She hissed, following me on the lot. She strolled towards her car, a powder blue convertible.

'What about my car?' I asked.

'Eric will have it back in your driveway by morning. I won't be seen in that horrible thing…' She said, her nose wrinkling.

I rolled my eyes and sat in the passenger seat of her ride. It looked very much like a car I'd had for my Barbie when I'd been little.

'Nice ride.' I commented, smiling.

'I know. I actually hate black and leather.' She added, referring to her clothes. 'I'm more of a pastel girl. But Eric insists on me wearing black and leather and stuff when I work…' She explained. I realized it probably had been the closest thing to a girl-girl conversation I'd had with Pam.

'I like pastel colours.' I said, smiling. She gave me an amused look from the corner of her eyes as her car peeled off the Fangtasia lot.

'So, how is sex with Eric?' She suddenly asked, smirking like the cat who got the canary.

I blushed all shades of red and looked pointedly out my window.

'I don't think it's any of your business…' I said, rolling my eyes.

'Oh I think it is. If he's a pain in the ass when he doesn't get some, it must be quite… something. I wish I could try you sometime. You are quite the yummy piece…' she commented, eyeing my chest instead of the road. I rolled my eyes and sighed.

'Pam, no lesbian weirdness, thank you.' I muttered.

'You are very pretty Sookie, surely you know.' She said still smiling.

'I don't but thank you very much. Can we talk about something else?' I asked, getting increasingly redder.

'I'm sure Eric would love for us to have a threesome. It has been quite some time since we've had sex but then again he enjoyed it at the time. He's got a thing for blondes…' Pam added with a smirk. Now this was just getting obscene.

'Pam!' I shrieked.

'Oh come on, let me have my fun! I'm sure you'd enjoy it…' She mused. I rolled my eyes.

'Aren't you like a lesbian? And yet you'd have sex with Eric? He's my boyfriend, let me just remind you…' I said, not exactly offended. I could understand she and Eric had a somewhat special relationship and I knew for a fact he wasn't cheating on me. What did I care if Pam had twisted fantasies?

'I keep my options open. Eric was one of the few men who satisfied me in bed. He is quite effective. And he's not exactly painful to look at now is he…Does he do that thing with his tongue and…' I cut her off with a yelp.

'PLEASE PAM, just stop!' I must have been as red as a tomato because she chuckled.

'You are very cute when you blush. I can actually see what he finds so delicious about you. I haven't seen him so taken with a woman in… a good two hundred years. And even then…' She said, rolling her eyes at the memory.

'Yes, sex is good with him if you really want to know. But over my dead body will I give you details…' I finally muttered.

'Better than with Bill?' she snickered. 'I'm just asking to have you say it cause I know Bill couldn't be better even if he tried…'

'Of course you would know…' I rolled my eyes, my tone sarcastic. She could be so annoying sometimes.

'As a matter of fact, yes, I would know.' She said, mysteriously.

'You had sex with Bill?' I exclaimed loudly. Pam started laughing so much I feared she'd get me killed as she wasn't exactly concentrating on the driving just then. It was quite a rare sight, a laughing Pam.

'Of course not! He is so dull! But I was once on rather good terms with Lorena. And she told me all about his little frenzies. She liked them but I must say I much prefer a man who's got the balls to get down on a woman… And Eric is just so good at it.' Pam snickered, a bloody tear at the corner of her eyes from laughing so much.

'Bill was good. And he was my first. So if you'd please have some respect…' I said, offended. Yeah, sure, Eric was absolutely nothing like Bill in bed, but I'd enjoyed them both in their own ways. And if I really had to admit it to myself, yes, Eric was better. By far. I mean how could he not be, he'd spent the last thousand years practising on hordes of willing women. Just thinking about it made my jaw tense. Jealousy, what can I say…

'So you really won't give me even the tiniest details? What fun is a slumber party if you won't tell me any juicy details?' Pam sneered, dabbing a little handkerchief at her eye, carefully avoiding her makeup. 'All the magazines say women love sharing their sex secrets…'

'What is it exactly you want to know?' I hissed, exasperated. I just knew she wouldn't drop it so I might as well get it over with.

'Did he bind you in his wardrobe? Blindfold you? The feathers? Did he do that thing to you with his fangs on your thigh? That was one of my favourite moves of his…' She said, nostalgic.

'Yes.' I simply said, feeling my cheek go all warm and surely as red as Pam's lipstick.

'How many times did you do it in the same night? You know I remember that night he made me come five times in a row. That was quite impressive of him. But then again I was about as insatiable as him…' She snickered, clearly enjoying this girl-girl chat. I blushed even more.

'Seven times.' I whispered. Pam shot me an appreciative look and smirked.

'Well, well, Miss Stackhouse, I am impressed.' She said, amused. 'I really wish you'd let me have my way with you. Like this you could tell Eric just how good I am. He doesn't believe me even though we've shared some women before. He says there's no way I could be better than him.'

'Oh please…' I snickered.

'Let me tell you a little secret, dearie. No one but a woman knows better how to please a woman…' Pam said. My eyes went wide and I turned to look at the road.

'You could ask Yvetta…' She mused.

'You and Yvetta?' I asked, my brows furrowed.

'You think I'd let Eric have his fun with her and not… taste her myself? Please. He may have rammed her for six hours in a row but there's nothing like a good…' she started saying

'JESUS PAM! Could you be any more graphic?' I exclaimed. I blocked my ears.

'Yes I could.' She snickered loudly. I shot her a deadly look. 'Ever heard of Vampire Erotica? The Kama Sutra is actually inspired by some of the positions featured in the Japanese paintings…' She explained. Well, I would go to bed less stupid now wouldn't I…

'Well anyways, point is, apparently Russell had some of the original drawings of the Vampire Erotica and Eric found them very amusing. Many positions and ideas. But then again, he's got a rather vivid imagination…'

'Great. That's just great.' I said. We finally pulled on Hummingbird road and in my driveway. Pam was still telling me about something obscene and I rolled my eyes. She apparently took her role as my girl friend very seriously for the time being. Yes, this slumber party was definitely going to be long…