I own nothing… Now for the next chappy

Previously…

When I mentioned the hug, I could see rage flying across Bill's face. For Heaven's sakes, what is his problem? He better not give me a hard time for an innocent hug. "Sookie, he touched you?" Yep, I guess he was going to give me a hard time about it.

His controlling attitude and possessiveness was really riding on my nerves lately. First he flies off the handle about Jessica at her parents' house, and then all but confines me to the hotel room, not to mention the little altercation between him and Eric at Godric's nest, now this.

"Sookie, go shower. I can't stand that you smell like him." Now he is ordering me into the shower…great.

"Fine, but when I get out of the shower, I need to speak to you." I said defiantly.

"Sookie, when you get out of the shower we must leave to go back to Bon Temps." Hmm. That's interesting; we were not scheduled to leave until tomorrow morning. "I thought we were not scheduled to leave until tomorrow morning?" I asked sardonically.

"Plans have changed, besides, when we get back I have a very special night planned just for the two of us."

I guess that means my questions will have to wait because I really did not want to have the whole "blood" discussion with him on a plane and in front of Jason. I decided to table the issue for now, but I was definitely going to get the answers that I sought.

"Hookah, you look like yous a thousand miles away"

" I got a lot on my mind right now Lafayette." I sad forlornly "Hey Lafayette, do you ever have any, you know, dreams...about…Eric?"

"Listen Sook, theys more like nightmares, and I can't talk 'bout 'em now." He said. I peeked into his thoughts and saw that he was truly frightened by the dreams he was having about Eric. He was picturing Pam, Chow and Eric feeding off of him while he was chained to the wall in the basement of Fangtasia.

How she know I had dreams 'bout that magnificently scary vamp? Damn he fine, if I wasn't scared shitless of da man, I'd tap dat ass!

Damn, why was I thinking about Eric? I should have been concentrating on cleaning up my house and being pissed at Tara for having all of Bon Temps celebrate her birthday at my house. I should have been home cleaning up the mess that I used to call a home. Gran would be rolling over in her grave if she saw the condition of our family farmhouse.

When we got back to Bon Temps last night, Bill told me he had a special night planned for tonight, but after seeing the condition of my house, I told him I wasn't really up to a romantic evening. Perhaps I was using my home as an excuse to push Bill away. If I was being honest with myself, I was really starting to have doubts about whether I loved Bill at all. My feelings were so conflicted, and all I really wanted to do was go home and take a long hot bath.

The sun had set about an hour ago, and my thoughts once again drifted to the Viking, and to Godric. I wondered how Godric was doing. As if on cue, I noticed Godric sitting at a booth in my section.

"Good Evening Miss Stackhouse."

"Good Evening Godric, what brings you to Bon Temps?"

"Oh Miss Stackhouse, do I really need a reason to visit with you?"

"My apologies, of course you don't need a reason. Can I bring you a True Blood?"

"Sure, AB-, please. And when you get a free moment, I would like to speak with you." Godric said purposefully. That sounded ominous.

As I was going to the bar to grab the young Roman's True Blood, I noticed that Bill walked through the door. He had a look on his face that I have never seen before; he looked distressed and almost defeated. I wondered what that was all about.

"Good Evening Sweetheart, will you bring me an O, please?"

"Sure Bill." I couldn't even fake affection in my voice any longer. He noticed my automatic cold reaction to him which only made his already dark mood even bleaker.

I brought Godric his AB- and told him I would have a break in a half hour if he could wait. He agreed to hang out for a while.

As I sat Bill's O on his table he gently grabbed my wrist and said, "Have I done something to upset you?"

"Of course not Bill." I didn't lie, there was nothing I could point out specifically that he had done wrong, it was more like a gut feeling that he wasn't right for me.

"I feel like I'm losing you Sweetheart, what can I do? Can I call on you this evening after you get of work?"

Sure Bill, I get off at 1 am, we need to talk anyways so it will be good if you stopped by the house."

I left Bill's table to go see about Maxine Fortenberry. Mrs. Fortenberry was none too pleased with Bill. She blames him for making Jessica and subsequently causing her son to date a "bloodsucker". She was taking out her perceived loss of her son on a pitcher of beer and a chicken fried steak.

Damn Blood suckers, how can Sookie associate with those demons. Mrs. Stackhouse would be so ashamed of her if she saw her whorin' round with them vamers.

"Order up Sook!" I grabbed Sid Matt Lancaster's burger basket and brought it to his table. I was on a roll tonight. All my tables were taken care of, so I decided to take my break.

"Sam, takin' my break, be back in 30."

"All right Sook." Damn she looks so pretty, she smells so.. love her...Oh Sook… be with me…

I plopped myself across from Godric with my crazy Sookie smile plastered on my face.

"So Miss Stackhouse…"

"Please call me Sookie."

"Ok Sookie, I have something for you, courtesy of Eric."

Thinking of Eric giving me, Sookie, Crazy lowly barmaid, anything brought butterflies to my stomach. Godric handed me a check.

"This is waaay to much, I can't accept this."

Godric laughed at my reaction. "Eric knows it is more than the agreed up $10,000, but he wanted to express his gratitude to you."

"This is the biggest tip I ever got."

"You are too endearing Sookie, it is a very …charming quality. I can see why Eric cares for you so much."

Eric cares for me? I know he appreciates what I did for Godric, but Eric doesn't have feelings.

I sensed Bills Eyes boring into mine, and I knew he heard what Godric had said about Eric caring for me. Sure as shit, Bill angrily ambled over to our booth. Here we go…

"Sookie, Godric, what is this all about? Eric was supposed to give me your compensation so that I would give it to you."

"Why does it matter who gives me the check Bill." I said angrily. Did he plan to give me $10,000 and keep the rest? No, Bill didn't seem the type to do that. But thinking of Bill and money made me wonder how he made any, he didn't work, and he didn't seem to have any investments. Where did he get his money?

"Sookie, Eric and I had an agreement. It is not vampire custom to bypass me, as in our world you are my human and therefore should not be dealt with directly." Bill spoke in a tone that was firm, but still soft enough so that I would understand and not be angry with him. Guess what Bill, ain't hapennin' I was beyond pissed off.

"Your human? Really Bill. I can't be dealt with directly?" Godric looked amused at our little quarrel.

"It is our way Sweetheart, it doesn't mean that is how I perceive you." Bill stated coolly.

"We will talk about this tonight Bill, please leave Godric and I to talk." I said sternly

"Sookie? Sweetheart?"

"Bill, Please!" Jesus Christ can't he take an effin' hint!

"I will meet you at your home at 1:15" Bill said and walked out of the door, but not before leaving some cash on his table.

"Sorry you had to see that Godric. Bill is a little…touchy when it comes to Eric." I said apologetically,

"Rightfully so Sookie, I believe Eric is a threat to Bill and his relationship to you."

"What do you mean Godric, Eric has no designs on me romantically, I mean sure he is attracted to me he has said as much himself, but really there is nothing beyond that." It was more of a question to Godric than a statement. Like I could actually presume to know how Eric truly feels about me. That man was all over the place.

"Eric is my child, and believe me when I say that he has, as you say, designs on you. How could he not, you are brave, kind, beautiful and incredibly gifted. If Eric was not my child, I would be tempted to pursue you myself." He was looking straight into my eyes as if he was looking into my soul. I knew he was judging my reaction to his statement, but I wasn't sure which part of his speech he really wanted to gauge.

"Yeah well, I guess my break is over. I better get back to work; Sam is starting to get a little peeved at me." I needed to end this uncomfortable conversation. No doubt Godric was a good looking vampire and his soft spoken heartfelt words were definitely firing up my libido.

"Yes of course, I will see you around Sookie." He laid ?. . HUNDRED DOLLAR BILL! On the table and left. That's my second biggest tip ever. Damn Vampires.

After my shift ended I went to Sam's office, grabbed my pocketbook and drove home. On the drive, I tried to formulate my script for what I was going to say to Bill.

I love you, but I'm not in love with you…no too cheesy.

It's not you it's me. Yeah no, it was totally HIM.

Bill, I can't trust you and I don't exactly know why. Yeah that's more like it.

I started to panic, so I pulled over about a quarter mile from Merlotte's parking lot. I decided I needed to talk to someone before I had this conversation with Bill. I pulled my cellphone out of my purse and dialed..

"Fangtasia, where all your bloody dreams come true." Pam sounded so effin' bored.

"Hey Pam, it's Sookie, can I please speak with Eric?"

"Sookie, our little bullet sucking telepathic friend, how are you?"

"Fine Pam, and I was tricked into sucking that bullet, please put Eric on the line."

"Ok, Ok no need to get you thong in a wad."

"It is I." Damn he sounded so sexy.

"And it is I, listen Eric, i wanted to thank you for the.. uh..tip."

"Sookie, I would love to give you more than just the tip."

"No need for the nasty talk, I was just tryin' to thank you for giving me more money than you needed to." He laughed and it was from deep in his chest, oh how I loved his laugh. What didn't I love about him?

"Listen Eric, I need some information. What do you know about Bill, I mean his past. How does he earn money?"

"Sookie, you really don't know him at all do you?" I was ashamed to admit that I really didn't know much about Bill, but it really wasn't for lack of trying. Bill just didn't share a lot about himself.

"Please Eric, I don't have time to discuss my relationship with Bill, Please just tell me what he does for money?" I was desperate for information as it was 1:10 and I needed to meet Bill in five minutes.

"Sookie, I honestly don't know what he does for money, but I will tell you that he and his maker had quite the sadistic reputation." He sounded pitiable.

"Sadistic? Seriously" holy eff! How was Bill a sadist? I stated to picture him ripping people's heads off and raping animals.

"He and Ms. Krasiki would lure in unsuspecting young couples under the guise of swinging and they would drain them and have sex with their bodies on pools of blood." I knew this was information that Eric did not want to have to share with me. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't speak. To say I was in shock was an understatement. Now I knew for a fact that Bill was lying to me about, well hell, everything.

"Sookie? Sookie, please say something." He was desperate and knew that I was in distress. I could feel him sending me a calming wave.

"Uh, thanks Eric for the information, I gotta go." I hung up, tears streaking down my face. I needed to get home; I had to break it off with Bill. I cleaned up my face and got back on the road.

Bill was sitting on the porch as I pulled into the driveway. As I put the car in park, Bill was opening my door for me leaning in for a kiss. I turned my head so that his kiss landed on my cheek. I was repulsed, thinking of him draining women and having sex with Lorena on and with their victims 'corpses.

He walked me to the door and followed me in the house. I was seriously considering rescinding his invitation, but I foolishly did not.