Hi! First of all, thank you for the lovely reviews! They sure made me write as fast as I could! And baby or no baby, don't you worry: I'll make it happen and Sookie and Eric will have their HEA (but we're still a few chapters away from that).

I also want to thank BloodSucker815 for her beta-talents and Charlaine Harris for giving me these characters to play with. And now, without further ado, here it is: the reencounter between our favorite couple! Hope you'll like this chapter! Célia

Eric "Love Is War"

I arrived at Sookie's a few minutes later than Pam and noticed that there was an old couple, already glamoured, living in the house.

I acknowledged everyone's presence and immediately asked Niall what was happening. He explained that another fraction of the fairies wanted his throne and that Sookie was a liability to them because of some essential spark shit. Whatever. It didn't matter. I couldn't care less about those fuckers' political problems. I was only worried about Sookie and I said so.

Only a few minutes later, a plan was formed: Niall, Compton and this fairy named Claudine were to save Sookie while Pam, Clancy and Dahlia, and I plus a whole lot of fairies were to go to the battlefield and kill as many as we could as a distraction. The idea was that some of Sookie's guards would then be transferred to the battle and Niall could get to her easily. Then he did his fucking hocus-pocus mumbo-jumbo spell magic so we (the vampires) would only smell his enemies and not his allies. And off we went – to kill some motherfucking fairies.

As soon as we got to Fairy, all that smell, and the blood and the heat of the battle hit me and I went completely berserk. I honestly don't know how many fairies I killed but I know I was a fucking killing machine. And even though I tried to not drink them because that would distract me, the truth is I did drink from a few full-blood fairies and I was somewhat drugged on it. Besides, knowing that Sookie had been hurt or maybe even killed by those fuckers switched something inside me and my blood lust reached a high as never before.

A few hours later, the open battlefield war ended with our enemies' departure and something similar to a trench warfare started. Later that night Niall showed up saying that Bill had been poisoned with silver and was at Dr Ludwig's but that they had retrieved Sookie. "She was badly hurt but she's alive. The doctor said she might wake up in 24 hours or so. Claudine is there, protecting her. She'll call as soon as Sookie awakens."

In that moment I didn't care about the battle or anything else. I just dropped on my knees and thanked all the Gods I could think about for the gift of Sookie being alive and I tried to pray for her recovery. A few minutes later, however, our side was being attacked again and I got up to help my child with a particularly big and old fucking fairy.

We were so into our blood lust that we didn't even noticed the sun going up in the sky. But then, when we didn't burn and were able to continue fighting, Niall explained that his spell the night before was responsible (we wouldn't burn in the sun while in Faery). And so, more than a thousand years later, I was able to fight and kill in the sun again. Dahlia kept fighting as well. On the other hand, Clancy was extremely touched that he was out in the sun but Pam snapped him out of it with a bossy: "Who the fuck cares about the sun? We are in a war. Stay looking at the sun and you'll die. Look at our enemies instead and kill the motherfuckers." She then charged again and I felt an immense pride for my child.

By the end of that day, the last remaining of our enemies had all popped to some other pace and we were left alone and bloody on the battle field.

Niall made the usual speech to his fairy soldiers and then started to thank the four vamps who had helped him. I immediately interrupted him: "This was just a battle, fairy. You haven't won the war yet. But either way, I don't care. Take me to Sookie. Maybe my blood can wake her."

"She's already awaken. Claudine sent me that information about two hours ago."

"And you didn't tell me? What the hell?"

"We. Were. In. A. Battle."

He paused, for emphasis I guess, between words. I did the same: "I. Do. Not. Fucking. Care." And then I screamed: "WHERE IS SHE?" My voice echoed in the open field. Niall then nodded to a young boy and said: "Take them there and then come back."

We were taken back to another portal and then entered the human world next to a warehouse. As soon as we got there, a little dwarf nurse took us though a long hallway. I saw Bill in the first room and looked at Clancy and Dahlia. "You two help him. Dahlia, you're older. Give him blood. We'll need everyone to leave this place." A few doors down the hall the nurse pointed to a door and then left. "Wait here" I said to Pam when I heard someone unlocking the door and swinging it open.

I went in very quietly; one moment I was looking at the door, and the next minute, she and her bed filled it. The fairy Claudine was there and she gathered up her paraphernalia and left the room, keeping as far from me as the room permitted. Outside of Fairyland, and away from Niall, his magic didn't work and any fairy (ally or enemy) smelled like a fairy. My nostrils flared at her Fae scent but I didn't care. Then she was gone and I was by the bed, looking down at Sookie for the first time in almost five years. I didn't feel anything from her so I knew that even this near to her our bond was definitely closed. She didn't look much older, but her face and body were covered with bruises and cuts.

I tried hard to keep the rage from my face, but it didn't work. "Fucking fairies." I said and my lip curled in a snarl.

"Dead now." She whispered, trying to keep her words to a minimum I suppose.

"Yes. A fast death was too good for them." I told her and she nodded (as much as she could) in agreement.

"I'm going to look at your wounds," I said. Being with her was overwhelming but at that moment I could only think about her injuries and her present condition. I didn't care about our past or even a possible future. There was much to talk about, but before that I wanted to make sure she was all right.

"Okay," she whispered.

With a clinical neatness, I folded down the sheets and the blanket. She was wearing a classic hospital gown and it was scooped up above her knees. There were bite marks all over her legs – deep bite marks.

Ludwig had bandaged the worst ones and I knew that there were stitches under the white gauze. I then stood absolutely still for a long moment.

"I'm going to pull the grown up", I added and then proceeded to do that. After my analysis of her body, I looked back at her face and saw her eyes shut, like a child who wandered into a horror film. I covered her again and then sat in a chair that was next to the bed. Seeing her badly injured like that hurt me inside. I felt pain because of her. "How are you Sookie?"

"Trying to recover. And the painkillers are starting to work. I'm happy that I'm alive but sad that this all happened." For someone who had just been kidnapped and tortured, that was a long sentence. Even here and now, she knew just what she wanted to say.

"I see." I, on the other hand, didn't.

"I worry now about my recovery and Bill's and everyone else who was hurt. I wonder why this had to happen to us all." Her recovery…

"Do you want my blood?"

"I can't. Not now."

She didn't want my blood. She still didn't want my blood. Her answer hurt me as much as seeing her body did. "I see," was all I could say again.

"But thank you Eric, for offering. And for helping me with my rescue. I'm glad to see that you still care about me."

"Of course I do. I'll always care about you Sookie. Even with the bond closed, you are my bonded." And then I couldn't help to add: "And my wife."

"Well," she looked even more uncomfortable now than before, "I thought you knew. I…. I married two years ago. My husband's a were-be..."

"It does not matter," I interrupted her; "we can talk about that later. You need all your strength now. They are probably coming here again and you need all your strength."

"Here? Coming here? Do you think… You really think they're coming?" She sounded really scared. And I wondered why the hell I had been so inconsiderate to tell her that. Maybe I could lie to her. She didn't need to know how she was still in danger. "And are they after me Eric?"

"Yes," I answered. Even if I had wanted, I would never be able to lie to Sookie. I had never done that before and I would never do it in the future. Hide things from her, yes. But answering her direct question with a "no" when the answer was a "yes"; that I couldn't do. And for a second I wondered why. There was no more blood bond between us, but I still couldn't do it. Even so, I saved that subject to be thought about later and continued talking: "Breandan's remaining forces will find this place sooner or later, if not Breandan himself. He's defeated already. And he has nothing else to lose, only his pride to retain. I am afraid they will find us shortly. Ludwig has removed almost all the other patients". I turned a little, trying to listen. "Yes, most of them are gone."

"Who else is here?"

"A couple of fairies about to die and Bill."

"Is Bill still here?" I hated that she was asking about him. I would always see Bill as the real reason why Sookie never wanted me. And here she was: hurt but still worrying about him.

"Yes. He's in another room. He's been getting blood from Dahlia. And probably Clancy too." I said.

"Will he be okay?" It deeply angered me that not only did she still think about and distress herself because of him but that she had been able to keep in touch with Bill. "They are friends", Pam had said. Fuck.

"Do not know. Do not care."

"Eric!" Her admonishing tone reminded me of before when we used to tease each other and I calmed a bit.

"Yes," I said sighing, her scent in my nostrils, "he will."

My phone then rang and Sookie jumped a couple of inches. I answered it with a crude "What?" I listened and then clicked it shut.

"Niall and his fae are on the way", I told her. I tried to keep my voice as calm and as steady as I could. "But Breandan's blocked all the other portals to the fae land. There is only one opening now. Whether Niall's group will come in time, I don't know."

The door then opened and I saw Pam, Clancy, Dahlia and a limping Bill.

"They're almost here. Breandan and… I'd say between 25 and 30 more." Pam said.

I immediately got into "battle mode". Sookie's life was at risk and I could not allow anything else bad to happen to her. I told the four of them where I wanted them and what they should do and left Sookie's bedroom with her and the fairy that was initially there when I arrived.

I looked at Sookie and said: "You do not worry. I am here now.". And then I told the fairy: "No one will get to this room. I will not allow it. But, in the off chance…"

"I'll defend them with my life," she interrupted me with rage in her eyes. I nodded and I left ready to the battle. I closed the door behind me and then heard it lock. The vampires were already at their positions and Niall was close, I could tell. It would be more or less easy to kill the remaining of Brendan's army if Niall was to get there in time. And the five of us could certainly keep that reminiscent of an army occupied until Niall's arrival. And then we would kill them all, and Sookie would recover and we would talk.

I picked my bloody swords and got ready to fight again. And then, it hit me: "I'll defend them with my life". Them?

So? What did you think? It's really hard to write the "Eric's POV" while trying to keep it in character. I hope this is Eric-like enough for you. Please, feel free to make all the questions or suggestions you want! And Boa Páscoa Para Todos! (That's "Have a Nice Easter Everybody" in Portuguese)

"Love is War" is one of Bon Jovi's songs. It starts this way: "Load your guns, Take sides, Raise your flag, 'Cause baby, Love is War."