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Chapter 3: A Cold Wind Blows Through Your Door -Bill Ricchini

Eric

Eric paced his office in Fangtasia. He needed to find a human home for Pam and him. Fuck. Sookie! Sookie was now in a human home, but she wouldn't be for long. Soon she would go to her home, but her home wasn't human anymore, meaning Russell could get in whenever he wanted. It could be rubble right now.

Eric summoned Pam to him. She entered his office quickly. She knew he was worried and that he was in no mood to cross him. "Get the deeds to Sookie's home and have the lawyers arrange the home to be put back into Sookie's name immediately. If I hear you dragged your feet on this, your punishment will be severe. We also need a human home for the night. Get Ginger in here to be ready to go."

Pam nodded once and left to follow her orders. Eric grabbed his things from his office he would need including spare clothing. He planned on staying at Ginger's only one day, but just in case.

He then called Bill. Russell would be after Bill and while Eric would love to let Russell kill him, he had pledged fealty to Bill, and Sookie would kill Eric if she found out he had known and done nothing to warn him.

"Speak," Bill said as he answered the phone. Eric said, "You are not safe, Russell is free. I am going into a human home. Sookie's home is being put in her name as we speak, but she will need to be guarded during the day. I can provide this if you wish, or you can deal with it however you like."

The truth was, Eric would be involved every step of the way when it came to protecting Sookie. However, a regent's protection was powerful and it meant every vampire sworn to him was obligated to ensure her safety. Sookie would benefit greatly from this type of protection.

"Of course. I will issue an order for her safety the moment we are done speaking. I will also provide day guards until we can work something else out. Should I notify her of the guards?"

Eric thought about this. She had told them she couldn't be with either of them and not to try and change her mind. He thought about her request, which seemed to request no interference in her life whatsoever from either of them. But at this point, their lack of involvement would get her killed. She needed them whether she wanted to admit it or not.

"I would instruct the guards to watch over her from a distance and only get near her if they feel she is in danger or threatened," he answered honestly. Eric hated collaborating with Bill, but if this is what it would take to keep her safe, then so be it.

"I concur. Perhaps we should tell her of our actions?" Bill asked. Our actions? Eric thought to himself. There was no doubt in Eric's mind that Bill would tell Sookie he had protected her while Eric ran for cover. But right now it was 'our actions'.

"I don't see the point right now. It would only terrify her on top of everything else she is currently dealing with."

Bill was silent, but Eric could sense from this side of the phone that Bill was going to do everything Eric suggested. Bill had tried his way with Sookie and it hadn't worked. Why not try Eric's? Eric smirked at Bill's predictability.

"I will be available on my cell phone while in hiding if you should need anything, my king," he said in an overtly dramatic tone. Bill scoffed in the phone and hung up. It was good, because they needed to leave. He called Pam to him and she walked in with Ginger right on her heels.

Ginger was twitching and fumbling with her ridiculously tiny purse. Eric pointed to the back door and they exited the club after Eric did a preliminary scan. If Russell had wanted them, he could have easily come into the still packed club and gotten them.

The thought terrified him slightly. Russell was out there waiting for him. He could be watching him now. He could have his wolves back with him. Eric climbed into Pam's van and they sped to Bossier, where Ginger lived.

Sookie

Sookie woke a couple of hours later to a wonderful smell wafting in the air. Her head was pounding and the scratches on her face were still sore. She sat up and ran towards the door to see what smelled so good when she remembered she didn't have pants on.

She turned back to her dresser, pulling on some old sweats and then a tank top, instead of her slightly embarrassing angel nightie. She ran down the stairs, following her nose to the kitchen. Lafayette was cooking in the kitchen, humming slightly.

She was surprised he was able to be in here. He looked to her as she entered the kitchen and she gave him a small smile. "How did you sleep?"

He shrugged. "Good. Woke up hungry as hell though," he answered her. She grabbed plates and silverware as well as a glass of ice tea for both of them. Sookie set the table and waited for whatever Lafayette was cooking up for them. They both had completely neglected breakfast and lunch.

Sookie yawned and stretched as Lafayette suddenly turned and slid one of his famous Lafayette burgers on her plate. Her mouth watered as he slid a twice baked potato with it. He served himself and they wolfed the food down. Lafayette and she both split a second burger.

Once they were rubbing their now full bellies, Lafayette said, "I am sorry about my crazy aunty, Sook," he mumbled. Sookie shook her head and waved her hand.

"She was upset. I wish didn't have such strong hook on her, but then she wouldn't be Lettie Mae."

Lafayette smiled, but his face turned serious. "Sook, I want to plan the funeral. Not Lettie Mae. She will have it be all about Christ Jesus and he'self. Exactly what Tara would hate. Will you help me plan it?"

Sookie nodded and looked down at her dirty plate. She grabbed Lafayette's and her dishes and she went to the sink. Sookie cleaned the dishes and wiped the table and counter down.

Sun was setting and she told Lafayette she was going to go out on the porch for a bit. He followed her out there and they sat on the porch rocker with a blanket covering both of them. It was fall, but it was still warm enough for it to be enjoyable to sit outside.

The last rays of sunlight filtered out and Sookie found herself excited for some reason. She realized that she had always looked forward to the sun going down because that was when Eric would wake up. She smiled remembering him with her here, in her home.

Now as she thought about it, when he had been here she had seen it more as their home. Eric had really picked up the threads of fitting into her life, and her home.

Lafayette nudged her, and raised an eyebrow at her, "Hookuh, you best tell me what's got you smilin'. I need a distraction."

Sookie smiled and shrugged. "Nothin'. I was just thinkin' about when Eric stayed here."

Lafayette, shaking his head, scoffed, "You smilin' about that scary mothafucka? Damn Sook, you are twisted."

Sookie laughed. "You didn't see him then. He was real gentle and sweet. He cared about me. And he fit here. Does that make any sense?"

He chortled, shaking his head in disbelief. "Sorry, I can'. I saw that fucka tear a man up! Seeing him gentle is almost impossible."

She nodded, remembering the day she found Lafayette. "Are you okay from all that? Or do you still, you know, suffer episodes?"

He looked sidelong at her responding, "No, he still scares the shit out of me, but I'm good wit him. I knews what I was doin' and that it was wrong. I had heard of what had happened to other dealers. I took the risk, because I needed the money. I will never make that mistake again."

She felt his sincerity and honesty and nodded. He was right. "So now that you and Eric are done with your business deal, you are finished dealin' V?"

He chuckled, "I knews you had seen all that shit! Damn, you got one hell of a poker face on you."

She nodded, tapping her head, "This problem of mine has taught me the importance of a poker face."

He nodded and they sat in silence as the last rays of sun left the sky. She breathed in and out, wondering what Bill and Eric were doing now. There was a lot of things she didn't know about either of them. She wondered what Eric did when he wasn't at the bar, being sheriff, or fucking fangbangers. The last one made her feel sick and she felt Lafayette rub her back.

"Bill or Eric?" he asked. She responded by looking at him, rolling her eyes, which she found had tears in them. Of all things to be crying about today. For God's sake, Tara was dead. The thought made her feel guilty as sin.

""Eric. Movin' on with a fuckin' fangbanger."

"Sookie, how do you know your feelin's for either of them are real? Ya may not give a shit, just not know it."

Sookie looked at him, nodding. "I know. So fucked up," she said. She thought about it. Bill had arranged for her to be beaten to the point of death in order to give her his blood on the second night they saw each other. Eric only a few drops months later in Dallas, but even those could influence her emotions. From there it was a crap shoot. She had ingested Bill's blood countless times due to injury. Eric's during his stay here.

Sookie blushed thinking about the blood exchange they had shared. It was unexpectedly pleasurable and intensely erotic. She had felt alive, beautiful and a part of something bigger than she could ever endeavor to fully understand.

"Sook, Jesus once mentioned a spell to me when I told him about the dreams of Eric. It would erase the vampire blood from your system. There was a drawback though. Apparently there is some pain during the process. "

Sookie looked at him. Would she erase their blood from her? She didn't like the sound of it. But then she thought, Is that their blood influencing me? What if the blood worked to stay in her system as long as possible, even influencing her thoughts about getting rid of it?

Sookie shuddered at the level of control it could have over her.

She looked to Lafayette, asking, "You could do this?"

He shrugged, "I'd feel more confident with Jesus, but I think I could manage it. Want me to look in on it fo' you?"

Sookie nodded slowly, but then set her shoulders. "Yes, please look into it."

Gran had taught her many things, but the biggest was to be independent. To be your own person and to not let anyone control you. She knew she needed this done. "Could you maybe be quick with it? I just don' want this vampire blood influencin' me against it. I have made up my mind, but I feel a pull in me that tells me not to. The only thing I can think is that it's the vamp blood in me tellin' me not to."

Lafayette nodded and said, "Tomorrow we can go to the house and look at Jesus's books."

Sookie suddenly got an image of Lafayette finding Jesus dead in his home. He was terrified to return. Sookie scooted closer to him. "We don't have to go. I will go and grab what you need if you tell me where to find it."

He sighed heavily in relief and put his arm around her. She relaxed in his arms, but tensed up when she heard the whoosh that comes with a vampire arrival.

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