Chapter Seven: Sanctuary

"The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned."

― Maya Angelou

A/N: Thank you to everyone that has continued to read this story both silently and those that have been so kind to leave their reviews. I appreciate all of you reading this, it means a great deal. I want to thank my TVD followers for trying this story out and ask that you please bear with me to finish my stories there as I am trying to find my inspiration once again. I realize that I like to start stories and most do not have an end (ADD at its best) but I have every intention of sticking with this story and finishing it so that the prologue has closure. Thank you again everyone for reading and I hope that you enjoy this next installment. Please review

Sookie's POV:

I stood frozen in fear against the cold wood paneled wall just to the side of the bar and stared out over the ballroom filled with wide eyes and bared fangs. I was certain that the music I had heard only moments before was still playing, but I could not hear anything over the sound of my own heartbeat pounding in my ears and the sharp hiss of animalistic growls that came from those staring in hunger in my direction. Eric sat still as stone on his knees in front of me as I watched the lust being pulled from his eyes and become quickly replaced with his usual cool calculating logic that I was praying would be able to get the three of us out of this nightmare alive. Pam was standing next to me in her long emerald gown looking as gorgeous as she had from the moment she had stepped out of her room that night, but her eyes now appeared filled with an emotion that I had never seen her display before in my presence…Complete and total fear.

"Do not move quickly." She whispered between her clenched teeth as she took a cautious step toward me and then said something under her breath in Swedish in Eric's direction. I watched as Eric nodded slowly and then gracefully pushed himself up to stand. He did not look at me, he just simply cleared his face of any emotion and then slowly turned back to the room staring at him as if he had just committed a murder right before their eyes.

The room remained silent. It was a chilling silence that sent shivers down my spine and caused my legs to begin to shake, but I remained tight against the wall as Pam had instructed me as I knew from the look on her face that she was nearly as frightened as I was. A few of the vampires in the room had returned to their companions and others had disappeared from the room all together. The remaining vampires around us stared as if in a trance, in our direction and I got a very sick feeling in the pit of my stomach as I watched their eyes lock on the blood dripping down my body and follow its path as it flowed down my dress and absorbed into the thin fabric. I opened my mouth to speak, but I was quickly silenced as Thomas appeared in front of us once again, only now looking much tenser than the previous times I had seen him that evening. He took in a deep breath and then licked his lips before he turned to Eric and put on a hard smile.

"Who is she, Sheriff?" Thomas asked in a low and hushed voice. Eric did not flinch, he simply buttoned his suit jacket and smoothed out his pants as if he were on his way to a business meeting. A business meeting he would be attending covered in my blood.

"I told you, Thomas. Her name is Sookie and she is my companion." He said blankly as he straightened his posture and thus allowed his six foot five inch frame to tower over Thomas in a dominant stance that caused the smaller vampire to take a slight step back. Thomas nodded his head and then his smile began to darken slightly before he spoke.

"Let me rephrase my question, Eric. What is she?" He asked with a thick sarcasm now laced over his cold words. Eric tilted his head to the side and studied the vampire in front of him with a hint of arrogance flooding both his stance and his deep voice.

"She is a waitress." He responded back quickly. I couldn't help but smile to myself at Eric's sense of humor, especially in a situation such as this where he obviously knew that we were in trouble.

"Well Sheriff Northman, I would request that you would take your waitress and retire from my party this evening. I mean no offense, but you are quite the messy eater." Thomas drawled with a devilish smile as he took a step back from Eric once again and motioned toward the oak double doors on the other side of the room that we had originally entered in. Eric nodded and cleared his throat.

"Yes, I apologize Thomas. I can get quite carried away some of the time. We appreciate your hospitality and thank you for having us." He said quickly as he turned toward Pam and nodded. Pam swallowed roughly and then took a step forward closer to him as she straightened her back and pushed out her chest slightly in a very forced sense of confidence. Eric reached out his hand slowly toward me, but moved his eyes back to Thomas as he watched his every movement.

"Sookie, please say good-night to our host." He said politely with a tight jaw as he nodded toward Thomas. I took a step away from the wall and faked a small smile as I let out a shaky breath.

"Thank you Thomas, I had a lovely evening." I whispered as I slid my hand into Eric's and dug my nails against his skin in fear he would slip away from me. Eric did not say anything to me or even look at me for that matter, but when he slowly slid his thumb over the back of my hand I knew that he realized just how frightened I was and that simple gesture seemed to make me feel just a little more at ease.

"Good evening, sweet Sookie. We will meet again very soon." Thomas replied formally as he bowed slightly in front of me and before I could reply I felt Eric tug at my arm and begin to lead me through the ballroom toward our only way out. I felt sick as Thomas' eyes remained on me as I began to follow Eric away from the bar and deep down I knew that Thomas had been right. We would meet again soon, I just didn't know how soon exactly that would be.

We moved at a quick pace across the polished wooden floor of the ballroom and did not slow down once as I believe we all feared that if we did we would never get out of there alive. The vampires around us spoke in whispers wearing barely any clothing as apparently my bloodshed had interrupted the love making of most of the couples in the room. I truly did not understand what was going on around me as everyone stared at me as if I were some sort of alien. Half of the humans in the room were covered in blood just the same as I was, but yet they looked at me as if I had just bled purple and thus was a freak of nature. The hypnotized stares from around the room bothered me greatly as we finally made our way toward the doors that led to our at least temporary safety, but it wasn't the stares that bothered me the most. As Eric pulled me out of the ballroom and toward the direction of the front door, I could have sworn that I saw Thomas pressed against the wall that I had just come from with his mouth against where some of the blood from my thigh had spilled. A chill ran down my spine at the sight of him there with his fangs bared and tongue running along the wood in a desperate hunger for something that I needed desperately to keep me alive. It was then that I started to move much faster behind Eric.

The minute we stepped out the front door of the house, Eric scooped me up in his arms and pulled me tight against his body. He turned his head toward Pam and said something quickly to her that I didn't understand and then in a blur we moved from the house at lightning speed toward the parking area. I closed my eyes and buried my face in Eric's neck as he moved and couldn't help but feel incredibly safe in his embrace even considering the situation we were now in.

"Eric, they let us go! Why the fuck did they let us go?" Pam finally screamed once we reached the side of the SUV that apparently had been waiting for us in its original spot the whole time. Eric ignored Pam's question as he opened the backdoor to the vehicle and began to ease me into my seat. He immediately ordered Pam to get in on the other side and shifted his eyes toward her in a tense glare that even I knew meant that he was serious. She did not say a word, but simply followed his instruction and moved around to the other door and quickly got in. Eric then moved in a flash to the driver's side door, said something to the driver in a hushed voice, and then climbed in the backseat next to me. In a second, the SUV sped off going much faster than when we had come and taking gravel roads as opposed to the highway that we had originally arrived on.

"You know exactly why they let us go, Pamela. There were far too many witness' there tonight that even the most reckless of vampires wouldn't have risked making a move that could cost them a trial with the magister." Eric said finally answering Pam's question as he sat back in his seat and ran his fingers through his disheveled blonde hair. I licked my lips and tried to find the words that I wanted to say even though my mind seemed to still be swimming in both confusion and fear.

"Umm…if you don't mind me asking…what the hell happened in there?" I asked suddenly, without the permission of my brain in almost a scream. Eric did not flinch he just continued to stare down at the floor toward his dirt covered dress shoes.

"I made a mistake." He said sternly as he licked his lips clearing even more of my blood off of his mouth. My heart sank for a moment as I thought about what had happened that earlier that night. It had only been about ten minutes since he had taken his hands off of me and he already regretted it…Great.

"Okay, Eric what is going on? First of all, I don't think you've ever said that you have made a mistake in all of the years that I have known you and second…why the hell did she smell like that?" Pam asked as the last few words out of her mouth came out slightly hushed.

"Why did I smell…like what?" I asked as I turned toward Eric and narrowed my eyes at his now hidden expression. Eric let out a sigh and then finally raised his eyes to mine.

"You smell…different than most humans." He said in a detached and slightly hesitant tone. I tilted my head toward him in confusion.

"Okay….so I smell different…great. What the hell does that matter? Why did we have to practically run out of there just because I don't smell like everybody else?" I asked as my voice cracked slightly. Pam smiled to herself as she studied Eric and seemed to have a sudden epiphany as she stared at him.

"That is why they want her. She is something different….something unique that they think they can use. That explains why she can hear people's thoughts and why she was glowing like that." Pam said with a sound of awe in her voice as she seemed to become suddenly excited. Eric shook his head as he tried to ignore his child.

"You don't know anything, Pamela." He said sharply as he caught her eye and widened his stare as if to silently tell her something. I looked between them and felt my blood begin to boil as they seemed to talk in code in front of me about something that directly affected me.

"Wait a minute! Enough with the secretive babbling…did you just say that I was glowing?" I asked as I waved my hand at Pam with what I am sure was an astonished look on my face. Pam nodded and licked her lips.

"You didn't at first, not when Eric bit you the first time. The first time you just screamed when you came, but something still seemed different to me…I think it was the way you sounded. Your voice was so light and seemed hypnotic…" Pam whispered as she hushed her voice slightly. I stared at Pam as I felt myself turn eight shades of red due to her reference to my…finish. This was beyond embarrassing.

"But, then once he had you against the wall….you looked different. It wasn't bright and it probably wouldn't have been noticeable to the humans, but I could see it. The second that Eric bit into your thigh it was as if you lit up. It was like you were…pure beautiful light." Pam whispered as she stared at me with an innocent smile on her face that seemed incredibly odd to me. I felt my stomach tighten as Pam spoke so strangely about what had happened between me and Eric. I had realized that what we had been doing had been in front of many people, but I guess I hadn't figured that anyone would be watching as…intently… as Pam apparently had been.

"Well that is…great, but I really would just like to know exactly what those vampires want from me and then go back to my life. I don't understand why vampires would be so interested in a waitress from Bon Temps that hears voices and apparently glows when she cums, but who am I to judge? I mean that's all fine and good that they think I am eccentric and shiny, but I don't see how any of that would be of any use to them." I blurted out quickly as I crossed my arms over my chest. Eric smiled as he watched my tantrum and I felt his arm move slightly closer to mine. He did not touch me, but I felt the chill of his skin against mine and it sent small vibrations through my system. It felt as if he was awakening something inside of me that hadn't existed before, something that I did not have control over.

"You are different, Sookie. I do not know exactly what it is about you that they want so badly, but there is far more to you than your simple humanity. I could taste it, I've never tasted…" He started slowly, but then stopped as he tightened his jaw and swallowed roughly. He was holding in his fangs and I suddenly felt very dirty because I didn't want him to.

"What did you taste, exactly?" I asked quietly. Eric leaned back against his seat and ran his hands through his hair just as I began to feel the SUV slow down and eventually come to a stop. Eric sighed in what appeared to be relief.

"We can get into this more later, Sookie. For right now, Pam I would like you to get Sookie inside. Please take her down to my safe room and get her cleaned up. Once she has showered, please get her something to eat and then you are to leave her there and lock the door behind you." Eric said as he turned his head toward Pam. Pam nodded, but then looked at him nervously.

"Why did we come back to Fangtasia? This is the first place they will look for us, Eric. You have properties all over the world and instead we have come back to the most obvious place that you would be?" Pam asked as she leaned toward him slightly. Eric opened the backdoor as he met her eyes. I could tell from his body language that he did not enjoy being questioned, even from her.

"We are being hunted, Pamela. I will not give them the chase that they so desire. I will not run when I have done nothing wrong. I am the Sheriff of Area Five, and I will carry on as such. We will be safe here for a while as they make their plans and consort with the Queen, and then they will come. Sookie will stay here with us until then, and then by the time that they come for us, we will be ready." Eric explained smoothly. My eyes widened…I was going to do what?

"Eric, I can't just stay here forever. I mean I live in Bon Temps…" I began, but then Eric turned his head toward me and gave me a look that I had never seen on his face before. It was a look of worry that he tried to mask with his usual arrogance. He didn't try hard enough.

"I realize that you have a life of your own, Sookie. But, if you wish to actually be able to live that life, you will do as you are told and stay with me. I can protect you and right now, I am the only one who can." He said in a strong and serious tone. I stared into his eyes and then slowly nodded. I swallowed thickly and looked over at Pam who was now climbing out of the backseat. I knew that I needed to follow her because if Eric was worried, well I should definitely be worried as well.

"Come on princess, let's go wash all that delicious blood off of you and get you tucked into Eric's bed." She said in a sarcastic tone as she held her hand out to me. Eric looked at me in silence as I assumed he waited for me to contest, but I did not say anything. I simply climbed out of the car and followed Pam into the club as Eric took off in the SUV, leaving us and his driver behind.

Eric's POV:

I slammed my foot down onto the accelerator of the SUV as hard as I could and began to shrug off my suit jacket that was now only serving to further irritate my body. I turned the wheel sharply and pulled out of the parking lot in a rush as I left Fangtasia and Sookie in a cloud of dust. It had taken nearly every ounce of my strength to leave Sookie with Pam and not force her into my safe room myself, but I knew that I was needed somewhere else much more and for a much more important reason that just to quench my endless desires. I had wanted her so badly that it hurt as I we made our way from the party back to Shreveport, but I had kept my distance due to the fact that I knew how frightened Sookie must have been and I also did not want to risk my child getting any stronger of a whiff of Sookie than she already had. I was a very selfish vampire and I did not like to share the humans that I possessed. Sookie, on the other hand, I refused to share. She was different, she was special and she was now completely mine. I could tell by the way Sookie had looked at me before she had climbed out of the backseat that she had wanted me to come with her, and from the fast pace of her heartbeat I could tell that want had been strong. I had been more than just tempted to follow her into my club, then pull her into my shower and make love to her until her legs gave out, but I knew that now was not the time for that. I had a very important person (in a matter of speaking) that I needed to see, and if I didn't speak with her soon, then I knew I might not be enjoying Sookie for that long at all.

After a little over an hour of driving very well above the posted speed limit, I had made my way to the dirt road that led to my old friend's house. Now, I am sure that the woman living in the small house about five miles off the main road would never admit to being a friend to someone of my inhuman nature, but if she knew what was good for her she would never admit something like that out loud or at least not within an earshot of me.

Once I was parked at the end of the long driveway that led up to the small tattered old house, I stepped out of my vehicle and closed the door quietly behind me. I walked slowly and carefully up the driveway and then I stopped on the porch and stared at the front door. I did not knock and I did not speak because I knew that I did not have to.

"I think you have the wrong house, sweetheart." I heard a woman's voice call from just inside the house and from what I judged I could tell that she was standing just behind the door. I stayed where I stood and did not move, but I allowed a smile to curl onto my lips.

"You have been slumming it in this house for years, witch. We both know that I have the right house. Now I ask you to come outside." I said smoothly as I stayed where I stood. I watched the main door to the house open, but the screen door remained shut between us and I still could not quite see the woman that I could sense standing so close.

"It has been quite some time since I have seen you here." The woman replied coldly. I smiled slightly wider as I took a small step forward.

"You know that if I have come here I have a very good reason, Amelia. I only require a small amount of your time, and I can definitely make it worth your while." I said flirtatiously as I smiled at the woman's curvy form that began to appear in the doorway.

"And how exactly do you plan on doing that, Mr. Northman? I am not exactly a friend of the fang, if you know what I mean?" She replied sarcastically as she stopped just in the shadows of the door so that I could barely see her young face. I smiled and tilted my head as I pulled a vile of blood out of my pocket and twirled it between my fingers in front of her.

"Your father is very ill." I said matter of factly. She stared at me and shrugged her shoulders as her eyes remained on the vile.

"He has doctors." She replied curtly. I nodded slowly as I shrugged.

"Yes, but they can't fix what he has my sweet…I can." I replied as my eyes rose to hers. Amelia took in a deep breath and then slowly opened the door. She did not invite me in, but instead she reached out and snatched the vile from my hand. I smiled as I leaned back on my heels knowing that I had made at least one victory for the evening.

"What do you want?" She asked as she leaned against the doorframe, her eyes boring into mine.

"I want to know why the Queen wants Sookie Stackhouse." I said sternly. Amelia's eyes shifted to the ground quickly and she stepped back. Humans, even witches, never seemed to have a very convincing poker face in my opinion. It was no wonder they died so early in their lives.

"What makes you think I would know anything about what your queen wants?" She asked in a slightly quieter tone. I smiled as I took a step forward.

"Because you know her cousin, Hadley. If you know Hadley, then I am guessing that you know a lot more about Sookie than you are letting on and I want to know what it is." I said bluntly. She shifted her weight nervously from foot to foot.

"Telling you what I know won't help you get anything more from the Queen than your true death, Mr. Northman. We both know that." Amelia replied in an emotionless tone. I moved slightly closer to her. This must be good.

"Tell me what you know witch. If you do not tell me I will kill your father before you make it back inside and definitely before you come anywhere near the telephone." I seethed in a slight hiss. Amelia stared at me as if she were trying to gauge how serious I truly was. She must have realized I meant business because she let out a deep breath and leaned back against the doorframe instead of running inside.

"Sookie Stackhouse is special Eric. She is one of the few left of her kind. If I tell you what she is then I risk her dying at your hands. I don't want to be responsible for that." She said slowly. I narrowed my eyes at her as I took another small step forward.

"Why would knowing what Sookie is be any cause for her to die at my hands?" I asked slowly. Amelia let out a sigh.

"Because if you know what she is then you will want to taste her and any vampire that tastes her will not be able to keep control. You will drain her before you even realize you need to stop." She replied as she crossed her arms across her chest. I smiled.

"I have already tasted Miss Stackhouse. And, she is very alive and very well, so I say it again tell me what she is witch!" I said as I raised my voice. Amelia backed up slightly as my fangs slid down into place and my anger began to rise.

"She is a descendent of the Fae, Eric. Sookie Stackhouse is in most senses of the word, a fairy." She whispered as her eyes finally met mine. I swallowed, and had my heart been beating it would have definitely stopped in that moment.

"That's impossible…the Fae were all killed…they were killed by…" I said almost to myself as I let the witch's words swim around in my mind.

"Killed by vampires, Eric? Yes, well we can't all believe everything we read in story books now can we?" Amelia asked in a condescending tone. I nodded and then lifted my head.

"I suppose not. Good night witch." I said as I began to back away in the direction of where I had come. Amelia smiled as she looked at me.

"You're welcome, Mr. Northman." She called after me sarcastically. I shook my head as I made my way back to my vehicle trying to find logic in the explanation that I had just given.

"I never said thank you. Give my best to your father, Amelia." I replied coldly and then got into my SUV and sped back to Shreveport.

I arrived back in the parking lot of Fangtasia just an hour before dawn, and breathed a sigh of relief that the club appeared empty as I walked in the main entrance and moved across the quiet dance floor. I suspected that Pam had already settled herself in for her rest as I did not hear any screams of passion coming from her usual spot in the basement where she usually entertained her guests. I smiled as I was reminded of my child, but quickly put her out of my mind as I made my way toward the basement door. I unlocked and opened it quickly and then made my way down the stairs and past the chains that I had to admit had not been used (at least by me) in quite some time. I walked across the cool damp floor until I finally made my way to the back basement wall. I slid my fingers down a thick groove just at the edge and then pulled roughly until the wall began to give under my hand. The wall opened slowly and after a minute I had it completely pushed back so that I could enter my security code on the key pad in front of me and then finally open the door that only Pam and I knew about. I stepped into the doorway and closed the hidden door behind me as I took the few steps down into the only private space that I truly seemed to have anymore. My bedroom.

As I walked into my bedroom I noticed that the lights were still on and Sookie was curled up in the chair next to my bed with her knees pulled up to her chest. Her hair was still damp from the shower and her face was clean from makeup which made her appear as if she were much younger than her twenty-one years. Her chin rested lightly on her knees and as I made my way closer to her she raised her eyes toward me and smiled slightly.

"I assumed you would be asleep." I said as I stopped just by the wall next to her and leaned against it. She tilted her head toward me and let out a soft breath.

"Where did you go?" Sookie asked bluntly in a very exhausted voice. I shrugged as I kept my eyes locked on hers.

"I needed to pay a visit to an old friend of mine. How are you feeling?" I asked trying to quickly change the subject. She shrugged as she dropped her arms from around her knees and leaned back slightly in the chair.

"Well, Pam made me a peanut butter and butter sandwich for dinner and did not seem to understand why exactly I wasn't swallowing it whole. Then she insisted that she help me in the shower and that was…interesting, so yeah, I feel great." Sookie said with a small laugh as she dropped her legs revealing her bare thighs and the fact that she was wearing one of my white dress shirts and nothing else. I was going to kill Pam.

"My child is very…eccentric Sookie, but I assure you that deep down she has good intentions." I assured her with a smile as I imagined Pam trying to seduce Sookie in my absence. I didn't think I had much to worry about there, but I would make sure that I spoke to her about it later.

"I'm glad you came back." Sookie whispered as she placed her hands on the tops of her thighs and began to fidget slightly. I swallowed as I felt a feeling of deep hunger move over me and then let out a breath when I realized that it wasn't my hunger that I was feeling.

"How is your neck…and leg?" I asked slowly as I pushed myself away from the wall and moved closer to Sookie. She quickly looked down to the floor and shrugged as she began to tap her barefoot against the floor.

"I'm fine. I mean it doesn't really hurt that much." She said quickly as she wrapped her arms around herself. I nodded as I moved past her and then sat down on the edge of the bed just across from her chair.

"Move your hair." I said sternly as I leaned closer to her. Sookie looked up at me and then swallowed as she slowly nodded and brushed her long blonde hair away from her neck. I let out a breath as I slid forward on the bed and closer to her. My eyes ran up the side of her neck where my teeth marks marred her skin. It was erotic to see my mark on her like this, but that was something I would not say out loud just yet.

"Let me see your thigh." I continued. Sookie stared at me and I could see her hands beginning to shake as she slowly reached down and slid my shirt slowly up her legs until I could see the wound that I had left on her tanned flesh. My mouth began to water.

"I can heal you. My blood can make you feel better." I said as my eyes ran over her skin hungrily. Sookie licked her lips and I heard her heartbeat sped up.

"I mean…I am fine." She stuttered quietly. I nodded as I reached my hand out and placed it on her knee. Her skin broke out in goose bumps and her blood rushed through her veins faster on contact. I swallowed as I moved my hand up her thigh slowly, caressing each inch of skin as I moved, and then stopped just before I reached her wound. Her eyes rose to mine as her desire flooded my senses and nearly pulled me toward her without my own will.

"My bite was deep." I whispered as I slid my hand up slowly until I touched the wound. Sookie gasped in pleasure she tried to contain and I felt her muscles tense as her thighs tried to close, but my hand stopped them.

"Eric…" She whispered breathlessly as she flushed. I licked my lips as I tried to remind myself that I could not do this right now. It would be dawn very soon and no matter how much I wanted Sookie, I really didn't want to be any weaker than I had to be just in case any unexpected visitors happened to stop by in the near future.

"If you continue to say my name like that Sookie, I will have much more on you to heal than just these." I said as I tried to laugh, but found it caught in my throat as I could feel Sookie's body temperature begin to rise.

"Okay." She whispered as I could tell she battled inside herself with both her decision to take my blood and also her want for my body that she seemed to have a much harder time suppressing since our rendezvous at the party. I nodded and then raised my hand to my mouth. My fangs slid into place and so I quickly sank them into the palm of my hand and ripped open my skin. Once I had created a wound I pulled back and offered my hand to Sookie.

"You do not need much in order to heal. If you drink too much from me you will become very closely tied to me and I know that since you enjoy all of that free will of yours that you would want to know that." I said with a smile as I continued to hold out my hand. I wasn't sure why I had told her that when I knew that if I wanted Sookie to trust me completely I would need her tied to me, but I suddenly felt the need to be honest. That was very unlike me.

"I figured I was already pretty closely tied to you since I pretty much declared that I belonged to you in the middle of a ballroom full of vampires." She said in a soft but sarcastic tone. I laughed under my breath.

"Yes well that we can discuss later. But for now, I just wanted you to understand." I replied as I stared at her. Sookie nodded and then leaned slightly closer in her seat. I raised my hand toward her and she slowly wrapped her fingers around mine and pulled my hand closer to her mouth. She breathed in deeply and then opened her mouth and pressed her lips against my hand.

My senses exploded. Sookie's lips touched my hand and it was as if it was the first time she had tasted my blood. Her mouth locked around the wound in my palm and her fingers dug deeper into mine as she held my hand as close to her as she could. She moaned as she began to massage her tongue against my skin and I felt my eyes begin to fall closed as she sucked my blood harder into her hungry mouth with every chance she had. I licked my lips as I felt her drink from me and in seconds I felt my muscles become incredibly tense and my dick become painfully hard in my pants.

"Easy, lover." I whispered as my other hand returned to Sookie's thigh and tightened around it until I had enough grip on her to pull her quickly onto my lap. Sookie moaned as she hit my body, but did not miss a moment as her teeth began to dig at my skin.

"Mmmm…" Sookie groaned against my skin as she began to press her body against mine harder than before. I tried to swallow the need that was trying to pull me under, but my want to fight it grew smaller with every satisfied noise that Sookie made.

"Fuck…" I breathed out as I felt Sookie begin to rock her hips against mine just before she finally pulled back from my hand. I stared at her bloody lips and her lust filled eyes and I could not stop my natural reaction. I tangled my fingers in her hair and pulled her roughly against me until her mouth crashed against mine. I sucked my blood off of her lips and explored every inch of her mouth with my tongue. I wrapped one of my arms around her waist and pulled her as close to me as I could without hurting her immensely. Sookie moaned as her bones ached against my body and then quickly pulled her lips from mine and began to slide them down toward my jaw where she licked and sucked until she reached my throat.

Sookie drug her human teeth over the skin of my throat slowly as she slid her hand up my chest and hooked her fingers under the collar of my shirt. She ripped it open and then began to hungrily start licking at the dried blood that had dripped down my throat and chest after I had fed on her earlier that evening. I tightened my grip in her hair and could sense her desire increase at the small amount of pain that I inflicted.

"Fuck me, Eric." Sookie panted against my skin as she slid her hands down my bare chest and stomach to the top of my pants. I growled at her as slid her hand over my groin and began rubbing me through the thin fabric that separated us.

"I would tear you in two, Sookie." I breathed as I lifted her head back to my mouth so that I could bite her lip slightly and suck just a drop of her tantalizing blood into my mouth. She was fucking delicious.

"Try me, Eric. I'm stronger than I look." She said with a smile against my lips as she went for the button of my pants. Fuck I wanted her.

"Eric! I am so sorry to interrupt whatever the fuck you are doing in there, but Miss Sookie has a very persistent little visitor upstairs. I would attend to him myself, but since I am scheduled to burst into flames in about five minutes if I don't get into my coffin, I am suggesting you get your dick out of her and let her go get rid of him." Pam yelled sarcastically through the door suddenly breaking the spell that had seemed to have been cast in my bedroom. I let out an annoyed breath. My child was the biggest cock blocker I had ever met.

"Who is it Pam? It's almost dawn." I said as I pulled back slightly from Sookie's touch. Sookie smiled looking slightly embarrassed and sat up a little straighter before she cleared her throat.

"He says his name is Sam and he smells like a dog." Pam called in a disgusted voice. Sookie narrowed her eyes and suddenly looked confused.

"Sam is my boss. What would he be doing here?" She asked quietly almost to herself. I released my arm from around Sookie's waist and then tilted her chin toward me.

"Go talk to him and see what he wants. Just please be here tonight when Pam and I rise. It is important that I know where you are until we have all of this figured out." I said as I stared into her eyes. Sookie nodded.

"I will. Umm…Eric?" She asked in a softer voice. I nodded as I leaned back on my arms slightly.

"Am I going to feel different now that I drank more of your blood?" She asked innocently. I smiled as sat up closer to her once again.

"You should have asked that question before you took more than a drop." I replied quickly. Sookie smiled as she gently kissed my lips once more and then pushed herself back slightly.

"Good night, Eric." She said softly as she climbed off of my lap and began to move toward my door. I nodded and I kept my eyes on her body as I watched her fight her want to climb back into my bed.

"Good morning, Sookie." I said slowly and then she finally opened the door and disappeared just as the sun began to rise.

So, what did everyone think? I a little bit of sexiness, a little bit of drama and a slight bit of humor. I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter and thank you for all the feedback on the previous ones. I greatly appreciate all of you that are following and reading and please review. I will post another chapter as soon as I can and don't worry, things heat up a lot more very VERY soon. Happy reading!