A/N: My creativity is seriously lacking on this part of the story, so I apologize in advance.

I have another story called "Against Her Will" that I have been focusing on.

Beware of lemons =)

As always, I own nothing. All characters belong to Charlaine Harris and Alan Ball.

Previously…

"Why are you really here Sheriff?" Russell inquired.

That was exactly what I wanted to know. What could the King have that Eric had waited over a thousand years to get, and where was Godric? I had more questions than answers and a scathing threat by Eric to keep my mouth shut as well. I was in over my head, and I wasn't sure I could save Bill.

"No matter, the sun will rise in 45 minutes and I only have one guest room available. Why don't you and the lovely Ms. Stackhouse rest and we will resume this discussion tomorrow evening."

I didn't know whether to be happy about sharing a room with Eric or run out the door like my hair was on fire.

Chapter 14- Sookie's POV

The thought of sleeping in the same bed with Eric both excited and frightened me at the same time. He did not look at all happy to see me here, particularly since I admitted to going on a wild goose chase looking for Bill.

Queen Talbot escorted us to the room that we were to share. As soon as Talbot shut the door to our room, Eric had me pinned against the nearest wall. Before I could get my wits about me, he had his soft, cold lips pressed against mine. His kiss was urgent and filled with his unspoken fear that something could happen to me and he would miss this chance. As our tongues battled for dominance, I realized that I didn't want this to end.

"I've wanted to do that for so long." He whispered as our foreheads rested against each other. Of course it didn't help much that I was panting.

I couldn't formulate any words; I just wanted to hold on to him for as long as I could. He was my only lifeline in this place. Then I thought about Alcide, and how I was technically his girlfriend, and I pulled out of his embrace. I felt slightly guilty for having kissed Eric, when Alcide and I were together.

"What's going to happen Eric?" I asked solemnly.

"I have a plan. I just need to get you out of here so I can execute it." He said contemplatively as he grabbed my waist softly pulling me back into him urgently. He bent over slightly and breathed in my scent, and started to place butterfly kisses along my jawline. I couldn't protest, well at least I didn't want to. His lips met mine once again, and I was lost in his kiss, at first the kiss was soft and tender, but both of out baser instincts took over. Our kiss deepened and the feel of his tongue against my own was enough for me to forget all of my guilt.

Eric picked me up and set me on the bed, our lips never parted. He hovered over me, and his right hand slid under my skirt. I was so hot for him, I wanted him and I didn't care what the consequences were. If I died tomorrow, I would die a happy woman.

Eric made quick work of my panties, as he trailed kisses along my collar bone down to my breasts. I somehow managed to pull his shirt off him. He was a gorgeous man, and I marveled at the sight of his bare chest. Eric slid two fingers inside my incredibly slick folds. I don't think I had ever been that turned on in my life.

"Sookie, tell me you want this as much as I do." He said huskily, his voice drenched in sex.

"Oh my god, yes. I want this yes!" I moaned as Eric continued to massage my sex. Before I knew it, Eric had removed all of my clothing, and I lay naked underneath him. He, however, still had his pants on, which I would be having none of, so I attempted to take off his jeans, but I couldn't seem to get a grip on my shaky hands.

Eric noticed my nerves and helped me take off his pants. He quickly went back to work pinching and licking my nipples. God, this man knew how to work my body. He slowly traced kisses down my body until his mouth reached my sex. I unconsciously spread my legs open for him. His smooth, manly fingers, parted my folds making way for his cold, wet tongue.

"Mmm ." I panted, as his tongue worked my center in a delicious way while his finger slowly rubbed my sweet spot. I had one hand firmly planted in his hair while my other hand grasped the bed sheets. My body writhed and squirmed underneath him as he strummed my body like a world class maestro.

"You taste like no other." He breathed huskily, and I took that as a compliment. I felt my body tense, and I knew I was close to the golden edge, I wanted to feel him inside of me so badly.

"Eric. Oh. Mmm. I need you." I rasped in between moans. I didn't have to tell him what I needed, he already knew. Before I could finish saying you, he had removed his mouth and fingers from me, and replaced it with his very hard member.

I gasped momentarily at the shock of his size, but the pain was fleeting as I forgot all about it as soon as he kissed me deeply as he thrust into me slowly. This was patient love-making and I never wanted the feeling to end.

"Mmm. You feel amazing, so tight and wet." He murmured in between thrusts. I grabbed his shoulders and held on as if he were my anchor in the storm surge as I met him thrust for delicious thrust. I was about to release, when he tore open his wrist and held it to my mouth. In the throes of passion, I didn't realize what I was doing and I took his wrist in my mouth and drank his lifeforce deeply into my own. Simultaneously, he bit into my breast and we came together, while he purred my name.

He, regrettably, pulled out of me, but he still held on to me. He pulled my body to him as we lay there spooning.

"We should have done this a long time ago." He confessed as he gently brushed the hair back from my face.

"Mmmm Hmmm." Was all I could manage to get say. Truth is, I would have done this sooner, if it hadn't been for that damn fangbanger, which I was still peeved about.

We stayed that way for what seemed like forever, but was probably no more than a few minutes. Reality came crashing down on us when I suddenly remembered where I was and what kind of danger I was in.

"Sookie, you need to try to escape once the sun comes out. There are about eight Weres at the property, but you have to get out. Things will happen tomorrow and you cannot be here when it goes down." Eric declared, and I wanted him to elaborate, but there simply wasn't time, he needed to rest.

"I am going to have to sleep soon, use my phone to call Alcide. He can help you." He declared as he handed me his phone and kissed my temple at the same time.

"What about Bill?" I asked weakly. I felt like shit asking about Bill while lying naked with Eric.

"Fuck. Bill." Eric spewed hatefully. He was the whole reason I came to this place and now Eric wanted me to leave without him. I had to admit that it was probably safer, but if the roles were reversed, Bill would save me, so I knew what I had to do despite Eric's objections.

"Shit!" I thought out loud.

"What?" Eric inquired as he turned my body to face his.

"Alcide." Was all I said, and Eric didn't have to inquire further, he knew what I was feeling, which was a shitload of guilt for having just slept with Eric while still being with Alcide. Alcide had a great sense of smell, not only would he smell sex all over me, but he would also smell Eric's blood. Double shit.

"Do not diminish what just happened between us because of your guilt." Eric comforted me softly, but I could sense a hint of anger and jealousy behind his words. I let out a huge sigh and placed a reassuring kiss on his lips. I didn't regret sleeping with Eric, I regretted that it would hurt Alcide, and that's the last thing I wanted to do.

"Sookie, please be careful." Eric said worriedly as he fell back on the bed and went into his daytime slumber.

I kissed his cheek softly one more time. I needed to formulate a plan to get out of here, preferably before anyone could notice me.

I grabbed Eric's cell phone and texted Alcide to meet me at the gate in an hour. I figured by then all the vamps would be out for the day and it would give me enough time to find Bill. Alcide replied that he would meet me there. I felt a little better knowing that I had backup.

I put Eric's phone back on the bed next to him, leaving him a little sexy picture I took of myself naked. I made it his wallpaper, he would appreciate that. I got out of bed and dressed myself. I looked like a two bit hooker who had just been rode hard and put away wet, but I felt like superwoman thanks to Eric's thousand year old blood.

I opened the door to our room and peeked out to see if there was anyone roaming the halls. To my relief, I saw no one, so I tiptoed my way through the mansion. I didn't dare go back out through the front door. For one thing, it would be too obvious, plus those freakin' doors were huge. I crept out of the mansion through the backdoors that were sort of hidden by the butler's pantry.

Last night, I heard Russell tell his minions to take Bill out to the slave's quarters. I saw a little shack about 300 feet away and I guessed that was the slave's quarters. Off in the distance, I noticed two Weres having sex just on the edge of the woods of the King's property. They looked like they were strung out on drugs and fucking like beasts, so I doubted that they would notice me.

Other than the two animals, I didn't see anyone else around. I even threw out my mental radar to see if I could pick up any straggling minds, but all I could hear were the two strung out Weres.

I ran as fast and quietly as I could to the shack. The door was not locked, so I was able to walk right in. I immediately saw Bill tied vertically to the wall by silver chains. He had deep contusions and cuts all over his body, he looked like death, but I knew he was still alive because he wasn't a pile of goo on the floor.

"Bill!" I whispered and shook his body, but he didn't respond. I shook him a little harder this time. I saw a knife on the floor, so I picked it up and hid it in the elastic of my panties, classy I know, but I thought it might come in handy if I were in a bind.

"I slapped Bill's face in a desperate attempt to rouse him, and it seemed to work because his eyes flinched open slightly. I looked around the room to see if I could find the keys to the manacles that held Bill, and I saw them dangling cruelly right above his head just somewhat out of his reach. I unlocked hi hands and took the silver chains off him, and he slumped motionless to the ground.

I panicked, it was nearing the time when I should be waiting for Alcide, and I wasn't strong enough to drag Bill out by myself, so I ran out to the gate without him, but I fully intended to return to get him.

I ran unnoticed to the gate, where I saw Alcide waiting just like we planned. He ran out of his work truck and grabbed me up in a hug, but as soon as he took in my scent he pulled away from me and looked at me questioningly. This was not the time for confessions.

"Bill's over there in the shed, he's lookin' real bad" I explained effectively taking the attention away from obvious deceit.

"Fuck. Bill." He said angrily. Boy this was a running theme.

"I'm not leavin' here without him." I said somberly.

"Jesus, Sookie!" he said as he pulled me into his van. He ran to get into the driver's seat and drove towards the old beat up shed/ slave's quarters.

He stopped abruptly in from of the door and we both ran in to get Bill. We managed to wrap him in a tarp to block the sun's rays. Just as we were about to lift him, we both looked towards the door as we heard it open abruptly.

"What the fuck Alcide!" Debbie screamed as she looked pissed off and staring straight at me. She continued her tirade by yelling at me. "You're fuckin' my wolf bitch!"

And before I could blink she lunged at me. The only thing I could think to do in the moment was reach for the knife I had secured to my hip. As she lunged at me, I grabbed the knife and held it out in front of me. Debbie didn't even see the knife as she lunged at me, the knife pierced right through her heart.

It happened so quickly that I didn't have time to register what had happened fully. All I knew was that she had just run right into my knife and blood was pouring from her mouth and her heart.

I looked over at Alcide and he looked shocked. He wailed her name painfully, he was grabbed her up in his arms, but it was to no avail, she was lifeless.

"No no no, Debbie, you stay with me dammit, I love you!" he cried out desperately. All I could do was watch in horror, Debbie was dead. I felt incredibly guilty for her death. Alcide pulled himself out of his misery long enough to look glare at me hatefully. I knew in that moment, that he would never forgive me for killing Debbie.

"We need to go." I said somberly. Alcide gently laid Debbie on the ground kissing her forehead reverently. Without even looking at me, he picked up his end of Bill just as I picked up mine. We carted Bill out to the truck where Alcide threw him in the back like yesterday's garbage.

We got in the van and drove off the property without further incident. I didn't dare speak to him because I could read his thoughts and they were not pleasant to say the least. He blamed me for taking Debbie out. He didn't even care that she was hooked on V or engaged to Cooter. He didn't care that she was the one who tried to attack me…again. Debbie really was a bad person, but he didn't see her that way, he saw her as his innocent high school sweetheart, his first love, his fiancé.

I didn't bother to ask where we were going, but as we passed the exit to downtown Jackson, I figured we were going back to Louisiana.

The ride back to Bon Temps was uncomfortable to put it mildly. Alcide was grieving and incredibly angry with me. About four hours later, we were about 5 miles from the Bon Temps exit when he finally looked over at me murderously.

"You fucked Northman, didn't you." He said blankly, his voice carried no emotion at all.

I decided not to reply to his question. He already knew the answer; there was no need to rub salt in his wounds. He didn't push the issue; my silence was answer enough for him. He drove to Bill's house, where he parked in front of his house. We both got out and carried Bill back into his home. I say carry, but Alcide literally threw him inside. I told Alcide I would walk home, and he didn't even say anything in response, he got in his van and drove away.

As I walked home, I started to resent Alcide's reaction to Debbie's death, I mean he saw the whole thing, he saw her attack me, but still he blamed me for everything. I reflected how bad I was for my boyfriend's exes. My death count was rising in number and species. To date I had killed one human, one vampire, one Were and I didn't feel bad for any of them, they all deserved it. I noted how much my beliefs had changed since Bill came into my life, I was becoming a terrible Christian.

I was dead tired; all I wanted to do was take a hot shower and a long long nap. And as soon as I got home, that is exactly what I did. I knew the shit would hit the fan when the vampires rose, so I took advantage of the time I was given.