I do not own any of the characters; I am really just biding my time until Book 11 and Season 4 come out!

Previously…

Suddenly, my hands began to glow, I could feel nothing but energy in my hands, almost like Zeus throwing lightning bolts, and I focused all of my energy into pushing this bitch off of me.

I mustered up as must energy as I could and pushed Lorena. Her lifeless body went flying across the room. She fell unconscious in front of the front door. Garnering up, literally, all the energy I had left in my body, I grabbed a broken leg off the coffee table and walked over to Lorena. Hovering over her, I wanted to tell the bitch to rot in hell, but I couldn't speak, so I decided to let my actions speak for me. I plunged the makeshift stake into her undead heart.

Lorena exploded like Old Faithful and I walked outside to my porch where I collapsed.

Chapter 5 – Eric's POV

I watched from the front lawn as my little warrior staked that ridiculous bitch Lorena. I honestly did not think that Sookie would make it out alive; as there was no way I could get into the house to help her. Clearly I underestimated her. Seeing her off Lorena made me painfully hard, if she wasn't so injured I would definitely be tempted to take her on the spot.

I felt Godric walk up behind me. "She is a brave little one isn't she?" Godric was impressed with my little Sookie and that is saying a lot because he is not easily impressed by one's bravery.

I saw Sookie walk through the door jamb and collapse outside of her home. She was so much smarter that these ignorant rednecks ever gave her credit for. She knew I could not protect her if she was in the confines of her home, so as a last ditch effort she made her way out of her home.

Godric and I both ran to her aid, she was alive, her heartbeat was strong. She had three broken ribs, her back was badly bruised, jaw was broken and windpipe was crushed.

I figured the first thing that bitch Lorena would do was crush her windpipe so that Sookie could not rescind her invitation. That's exactly what I would have done as well.

As I cradled Sookie's head in my lap, I tore into my wrists and held it to her mouth. If I could get her to take a little drop she would become conscious enough to take more so that her body would heal.

Her eyes fluttered opened, she was trying to regain some focus. "My brave little Sookie, look at me dear one. You are safe now. I need you to take some more of my blood so you can heal properly."

I put my bleeding wrist to her mouth again, I knew it had to be painful for her to even move her mouth, but she was able to allow some of my blood to fall down her throat. Her golden locks brushed against my forearm and I could smell the lavender shampoo that she had used, she was intoxicating. When she looked up at me with her beautiful brown doe eyes, I knew I would forever be putty in her hands. Never could or would I admit that to anyone ever, not even to her.

Godric looked upon our little interaction with a smirk, he was in amazement that this little marvel in my lap had somehow managed to soften me and he was actually proud of me for it. He was feeling a smidgeon of envy as well, something I would have to think on later.

I just sat there with Sookie for a few moments, caressing her hair and reassuring her that she was alright, but I could see the trailing tears leaking from the corner of her eyes.

"Eric, he..he was sent here to take me to the queen." Sookie spoke coarsely. I could tell she was still in pain and it was still hard for her to speak.

"Shhh. Sookie, Godric and I will deal with Compton, can you invite Godric and I in your home?"

I knew that weasel was up to something, I figured that he was working at Sophie's behest, but I had no proof. But how did the queen find out about Sookie? I will just have to have Pam torture the details out of Billy.

"Godric, Eric, you are both welcome into my home." Sookie spoke with a little more ease this time.

The scene that Godric and I walked into was pure chaos. Compton was lying face down on the remnants of Sookie's coffee table. The fire place was in shambles, there were holes in every wall I could see. Sookie's couch was destroyed.

I grabbed my cell phone and dialed, "Pamela, bring your van and the silver manacles." Pam would love nothing more than to torture the living shit out of Compton. She's had a grudge against him ever since he bedded her one night in Atlantic City in the '40's. She told me that he was truly appalling in bed and had a shamefully small dick. I really don't know what Pam was thinking for even agreeing to have sex with him, she said it was a temporary lapse in judgment and ever since then she has preferred the company of women. I hope Sookie doesn't follow that same pattern or else my child might stand a better chance of bedding Sookie than me.

Godric had Compton detained, but it didn't really matter, the pathetic weakling was still unconscious. I could start to see Sookie's bruises healing and it looked like her jaw was also healed, but she was really weak. I picked her up bridal style and took her back up to her room and laid her on the bed.

"Sookie, can you tell me exactly what happened?" The only thing I could see was her staking Lorena, and I apparently got there too late because all I heard was the fighting.

As Sookie re-told the story of the night's events, I was blown away at her ability to fend of Lorena. She was truly a fighter and would make an amazing vampire someday.

"You said you had light energy coming from your hands, do you know where that came from?" I had only heard of this happening one other time in the thousand years I had been around and the person that had been able to harness the power of light in their palms was a pure fairy from a royal line. Since fairies are extinct I knew that it was a complete impossibility that Sookie was Fae, but she was definitely something other than human. I would speak with Godric on this later.

"That's never happened to me before, Eric. What am I?" She looked positively forlorn and it really endeared me towards her. She was definitely special and I would make her mine sooner rather than later.

"Truly I don't know Sookie, but rest assured Godric and I will find out. We have been around for a very long time and there are many different Supes out there." She was definitely a Supernatural, maybe part demon or some kind or witch.

As her breathing evened out and she began to fall into sleep, I sat next to her in bed and looked upon her angelic figure, sweeping a few stray locks out of her face. She truly is a magnificent beauty, who had apparently turned me into a blubbering romantic. I knew then that I could not act like this around her in public, she makes me appear so weak and as I told her in the FOTS church, I do not harbor such weak feelings like love and affection.

I heard Pam's car pulling in to Sookie's driveway, so I tucked Sookie in and went downstairs to deal with the phallically challenged moron Compton. Pam was all too eager to torture the idiot.

"Master, this is the greatest gift you have given me since the Dior Fall line." Pam said anxiously waiting to get her torturous hands on the limp dick.

"Do whatever you like to him, but I want him kept alive, is that understood Pam?" I needed to make sure that he was kept alive until I could get a grasp on the situation with the Queen. I would hate to have to overthrow the Queen to save my own ass because we gave Compton the true death.

"Master, I was thinking of slicing his dick off, but I don't think I have a knife small enough to do the job, do we have any tweezers at the club?"

"Pamela, just go!" Really it can't be that small, maybe I should ask her to take a picture of it and text it to me.

After Pam left, I checked on Sookie one more time to make sure she was still peacefully resting. I made sure to lock up her house, and then Godric and I headed off to Compton's house to see if we could find any information about his assignment from the Queen.

Walking into Compton's house, was definitely an experience, I mean what self-respecting vampire lives like this? His home looked like a mausoleum of his human life. As we searched his home, Godric found a laptop, and some paper files that contained information regarding Sookie's life, and family history. Apparently Sookie is an excellent speller as she won her 3rd grade spelling bee.

"Eric, come look at this family crest." Godric showed me a picture of what appeared to be Sookie's grandmother. It was a seemingly normal photo, but her grandmother happened to be wearing a broach that bore the family crest of THE most powerful fairy line that existed. The curious thing is that this family had become extinct over 300 years ago.

"Sookie, is not human that is for sure, but she cannot be fairy. Fairies died out during the fairy war 300 years ago." I said. Godric shook his head in agreement, but I could tell there was something he was not telling me.

Godric and I had briefly partaken in the fairy war, but we were more so just on the defensive. We never took an active role in seeking out fairies to kill. We ended up killing one of the royal family members in self-defense. Just the same, we also saved a very prominent and powerful fairy from certain death during the conflict.

I had wanted to kill the fairy and feed off his sweet blood, but Godric ordered me not to. His rationale was that Fairy blood was like a drug to vampires and being addicted would only weaken us thus making us vulnerable for attack. I resented him at the time because I greedily wanted the delicious fairy blood, but now I understand and appreciate his decision.

"Come child, let us go to ground, dawn is coming soon, we can go over this information tomorrow evening." Godric said. It's a good thing too because I could not stand to be in this shithole for another moment.