I knew very well that Eric would show up so I sat on a chair next to the backdoor in complete darkness. After about fifteen minutes he showed up. I could hear his slow steady footsteps on the back porch. A smile crossed my face as he came in the backdoor. I stood and flipped the lights on. He just smiled at me from where he stood, I really wanted him to scream or at least look frightened.
"I thought you said you were leaving?" He whispered standing his ground. "You must be hearing things." I muttered. After a few seconds of awkward silence I walked to the living room to stand beside the wardrobe. He followed slowly as I knew he would. "Want to explain this?" I asked him raising a brow and crossing my arms across my chest.
"I hoped you'd accept my offer, and if so one night…" He paused walking around me slowly. "I'll carry you up to your room and lay you on your bed…" He was murmuring into my right ear from behind me.
"Stop!" I snapped and moved away from him. "What does that have to do with this?" I asked him loudly. He smiled and looked down at me as he stalked over to where I stood. "Ella, I have a feeling you would keep me all night." His smug smiled stretched across his face. "Gross." I spat and walked into the kitchen. As always, he followed me.
I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and sat on a chair at the table. Eric stood across the room looking serious all of a sudden. As he walked over to sit in front of me at the table I could see the worry in his eyes.
"What?" I asked him after a few more seconds of his intense stare. "I seriously suggest you consider my offer." He said before he walked out of the backdoor, I felt like I hadn't seen him walk away in so long.
Alone and a little sleepy I slinked up to my room to fall onto the bed. As I stared at the plain white ceiling I wondered if Eric could slip in at night and watch me sleep. That would be very Edward Cullen-esque. I couldn't stifle the laugh that crawled out of my throat at the mere thought of Eric sparkling in the sunlight.
The sun inched it's way to the top of the sky and I found myself looking out across the front yard. Sookie was making breakfast and Tara was sitting in the kitchen talking to her. I assumed I'd be working today, not that I actually knew my schedule. I went upstairs and dressed for work after a few more minutes of thinking. My thoughts roamed over the serious offer I was given.
I had an undeniable fondness for Eric, that was true. He could keep me safe, he had done it enough times for me to know it was the truth. But, did I want to be his? It remained a question, the only question that kept me from jumping at the offer with feral grace. I just didn't know. I wouldn't choose until I was sure, that was certain.
As I made my way to work I found yet another note in the passenger seat of the Jag, he had sat it there last night most likely. It said: Think about it, Ella. I sighed with frustration. If I said no, as I had many times before, he'd just persist, and he had eternity to keep on.
My work day was normal, no death threats, no weird guys giving me a look. Except for Andy Bellefleur when I asked if he was on something. It was a joke, but he didn't find it funny whatsoever. I was beginning to think that my life was maybe slowing down, maybe it was going to have a fair bit of normalcy to it.
"I'm going to need you to work overtime tonight, if you don't mind." Sam informed me just as I was about to take my leave. I held in the sigh of defeat and gave him a forced smile. "Course, boss." I muttered graciously and let my hands fall on the bar in front of me.
I saw Jessica and Hoyt walk in when I turned. "Ella, Jason told me you were back, hey." Hoyt called from where he sat. I walked over quickly holding a bright smile on my face. Jessica smiled as well.
"Well, what would the adorable couple like this evening?" I asked sheepishly taking my pen out of my pocket and holding it to the pad in wait. "B negative, for Jess and the special for me with a sweet tea." I jotted it down as Hoyt spoke and nodded to them as I walked to the kitchen where Terry was cooking. I stuck the paper up and went back to work.
After I finished my second shift I found myself outside in the pitch dark staring at the moon that was but a crescent. A smile spread across my lips as I leaned against the car. Now I had time, to think. In my weird ways I'd decide the answer by weighing the pros and cons of my encounters with Eric Northman.
The first and foremost thing that came to mind as a pro was him offering his life for Sookie and I in Dallas. Then, his blocking of my silvery death at Godric's house in the same exact night. Another was the way he saved me from a werewolf.
As I went over the cons the fluttering of loveliness my heart felt fell dead. He rejected helping me the first time I asked when I needed to find Sookie and Bill. Then there was the huge one of him leaving all of us in Russell's house and then him draining me near death. Not to mention him telling Sookie about Bill with a smirk.
"Eleanor." I jumped at the sting of my own name being hissed through the chilly night air. My body stiffened as soon as my eyes darted to Athenodora's white face, she held a smile as always, but I sneered at her.
"What the hell do you want?" I snapped keeping my distance from her. Her face fell instantly and she shook her head slowly. "I had no say in what happened, Eleanor." Her soothing voice crossed the space between us with angel-like grace.
"Stop calling me that!" I hissed at her. A frown tugged at her full lips and her eyes fell. "I'm sorry, but I demanded that Claudine leave you here, and she agreed." Her words settled quickly and my eyes shot up to hers. "But, you told her to bring Sookie?" My acid stained voice echoed through the trees.
"Listen to me, and I fucking mean it! Sookie and Jason are my family. You were never there for me, hell I didn't even have a fucking clue you existed! You didn't try to save me when you had the fucking chance! So, stay the hell away from me, and you tell all your other fairies to stay the fuck away from Sookie!" As I caught myself I looked at my hands that were glowing and looked back up to Athenodora's eyes. She looked frightened and defeated just before she turned to leave.
I got into the car and attempted to catch my breath. After a few long minutes I was fine and the glow that lit my fingers up died like a setting sun.