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Chapter 5: I Bleed- The Pixies

Sookie

Sookie woke up to beeping and bright lights. She looked around her and saw doctors and nurses scurrying around her. She couldn't feel anything. Sookie moaned, but the doctor pressed a mask over her nose and mouth and she stopped feeling, her eyes slowly closing to everything going on around her.

Eric

Eric landed near an abandoned warehouse. He smelled blood. Lots of Sookie's blood. And death. Either Lafayette or Sookie were very near death. He prayed it was Lafayette.

He searched the warehouse, not finding Sookie, but finding Russell's coffin open and inside a puddle of his gooey remains. Eric inhaled and smelled Lafayette and an exorbitant amount of magic surrounding what remained of Russell.

From there he had walked over to the large amount of Sookie's blood. It smelled like Lafayette had carried Sookie towards the closest place for help, which was a human home. From there, Eric could only assume that they had taken both Lafayette and Sookie to the nearest hospital.

Eric grabbed his phone and dialed Jason, whose phone was switched off. Eric swore and called Pam. Without greeting she began, "Jason left his home abruptly, but we thought it was something to do with the police department since he took his cruiser. However, he hasn't been home in hours now and after calling the station, we found out that he was going to be out a couple of days for "family stuff"," she said.

He cursed and said, "Get to the station and glamour everybody to find out if they know more. He might have said something about it and they just don't give that information willingly."

He clicked the phone shut and walked up to the where the scent led. Sookie had been here. Lafayette had carried her. He saw both Sookie and Lafayette's blood on the ground as he tracked them.

He called Pam back and said, "Call all the area hospitals and see if they have been admitted."

Pam clicked the phone shut on him, but Eric knew that it would be done. As he inhaled where the trail went cold, Pam called with the hospital information. He took to the sky and flew to West Monroe, where his Sookie was.

Ten minutes late he landed and entered through the Glenwood Regional ECU, which Pam had texted to him as he flew in that general direction. A couple, who had seen him land and storm through the sliding doors, shrieked in alarm, but Eric paid them no mind. He went to the registration window and immediately locked eyes with the clerk there, bringing her under his control.

"Sookie Stackhouse was brought in with a Lafayette Reynolds. I need an update on her condition and to see her immediately."

The clerk looked through her computer and returned to his eyes, "She is in surgery. The only people allowed into the operating rooms are surgeons and their nurses. You can wait to see her in recovery. There are screens giving progress reports on patients. Here is Miss Stackhouse's identification number," she said handing him a card with a number.

Eric inhaled smelling for Sookie, but the scent of hospital and disinfectant made it impossible for him to detect her. He felt for his bond, but it was extremely muted due to the anesthesia and walked to the indicated portion of the hospital called recovery.

He found Sookie's number. It just read "In Surgery". That was the progress report? In surgery? He had already been told that. He exhaled sharply and sat in one of the ridiculously small chairs.

He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees and stared down at the muted color carpeting that was meant to camouflage messes easily, but was also supposed to be comforting and reassuring to families of patients in surgery. Eric rubbed his face. To an observer it would look like he was a patient's husband, exhausted from worrying.

To be honest, it was exactly how he felt. He looked back up at the screen and then back down at his hands, rubbing them lightly together. His eyes frequently darted around the room and then back to the screen. The more he looked at In Surgery the more irritable he got.

Suddenly a man with a chart and a clipboard came out of an automated set of doors, head to toe in scrubs. He stood and the man looked at him warily. "You belong to Sookie Stackhouse?" he asked.

Eric stared at him for a moment. Yes, that is exactly where he belonged. To Sookie. "Yes, how is she?" he asked, noticing how rough his voice was.

The doctor looked over his notes briefly, and then put it to his side. "I am Dr. Minder. Sookie has massive internal injuries. We were able to get the bleeding under control, but we have had issues in the past with finding her a blood type that works. Unless she is able to regenerate blood at a miraculously fast pace, she will fall into a coma soon. The longer she is in the coma, the less likely it will be that she will wake up."

"Otherwise, she has several broken bones, her lung was collapsed, and she had countless contusions, welts, cuts, and bruises," he said sternly. Eric, who had been listening tight lipped, sensed there was more the doctor was holding back and raised his eyebrow at the doctor for him to continue.

"While we have to verify with the patient herself, we also noted evidence of sexual abuse."

Eric clenched his jaw. He felt sick and enraged all at once. Sookie had been beaten and violated. Inside Eric felt hopeless despair. How could someone so good and so pure be treated so horrendously? It was because of him. Her suffering was because of Eric and his need for vengeance.

Eric inhaled deeply, smelling Sookie on the man's scrubs. The doctor tensed, sensing Eric might explode into a rage. "When can I see her?" he asked softly.

"She is being taken to a recovery room now. While she won't be awake you may see her shortly. A nurse will be out soon to take you in."

Eric nodded and paced the room. Suddenly he heard running behind him and when he turned he saw Jason. "How is she?" he asked, breathless.

Eric told Jason everything the doctor told him. Jason looked angry, confused, sad, and nervous. Eric had never like Jason Stackhouse, but right now, he saw Jason's protective instincts and felt more appreciative of the human. Sookie needed all the eyes and ears out there that could help look out for her.

Suddenly a nurse came out waving at them to follow her. Jason and Eric followed the nurse to her room. When then nurse pulled the hospital curtain back from Sookie's bed, Eric felt like someone had cut out his heart, wrapped it in silver, and put it back.

Sookie was barely recognizable. Her breathing was shallow and she had tubes in her keeping her stable. Eric looked at the machines and bags surrounding her. She looked so fragile in the bed and he turned and walked out of the room to the hallway. He couldn't help the bloody tear that fell from his eyes, trying to wipe out the pain he felt at seeing her.

Jason walked up behind him and said, "She needs blood. She will reject all other blood. Please give it to her."

Eric turned to him. Jason looked desperate. Eric nodded and turned back to Sookie. He was afraid to touch her. She was so badly hurt. Eric hoped she was on high pain killers and sedatives. Because of the tubes in her mouth, he didn't want to feed her, but Jason answered him before he could find his own solution.

"Bill inserted the IV directly into his own veins."

Eric nodded and grabbed the needle hooking into Sookie's circulatory system and quickly inserted it into his own, hissing slightly at the pain. He felt the moment his blood hit her system and began flowing throughout her body.

He already saw evidence of his blood healing her. Her coloring became more flush and vibrant. Slowly her bruises and cuts faded and sealed themselves closed. He winced as he heard her bones snapping back together, and suddenly he panicked as she struggled against the tube that was breathing for her, meaning her collapsed lung had completely healed.

A series of beeping machines and the sound of Sookie gagging and choking alerted the nurses and doctors to her room and Eric quickly pulled the IV in his arm out and stood next to Jason pretending to be in shock at her suddenly improved status.

The doctors looked over her vitals and stats in wonder and the nurses began extracting the intubation tubes so she could breathe on her own. She was still unconscious, but her serious injuries were healed and she seemed like she was sleeping.

Eric was concerned that she didn't rise out of her sleep, but he thought it was probably because of the severity of her injuries and how little blood he had shared with her. The doctors had finished examining her, some still touching the mended bones that had now healed. They glanced between Sookie to Jason and Eric suspiciously.

"They need to be glamoured," said a cracked and weakened voice.

Everyone in the room spun to Sookie, who had awoken. Eric's heart began to swell at seeing her alert and he made to move to her when she repeated, "Their thoughts are whirring about the benefits of vampire blood. Get the glamoured now," she said weakly again, her black, lifeless eyes fluttering as she struggled to stay awake. Eric quickly whirred around the room while Jason blocked the door.

Eric successfully was able to pull the humans in the room under his control and made them believe that Sookie's injuries were not as severe as they were led to believe. He glamoured a charge nurse to erase all charts and records of the procedure done on Sookie and instead of the fatal condition she came in, she was simply feverish and dehydrated and now being monitored as they gave her fluids.

Sookie had fallen back asleep and Eric watched her like a hawk as she slept. Sookie stirred in her sleep, but each time she had simply rolled on to her other side and fell back asleep.

Eric was worried about her, but sunrise was soon. He went to her bedside, where she was sleeping with her back to him. He kiss her cheek softly and whispered in her ear, "Var säker, min kärlek. Jag kommer tillbaka till dig." (Be safe, my love. I will come back for you.)

He gave Jason a nod and said he would be back by the time the sun set, but if Sookie wasn't here he would assume she had been discharged and sent home. Eric then walked across the hall to where he smelled Lafayette Reynolds. Lafayette was also asleep, but when he heard Eric's loud footsteps, his eyes cracked open and he groaned.

"Mothafucka, if ya here to kill me, jus'do it. I ain' got no desire in fightin' ya."

Eric smirked down at the man. While he was injured, his injuries were significantly less severe than Sookie's. Eric assumed that Lafayette's worst punishment at the hands of Russell was watching him torture Sookie. It looked like Lafayette had been cut and bruised, but there was no need for surgery. Aside from having his cuts treated, it looked like all he required were antibiotics given intravenously along with fluids and painkillers.

"On the contrary, I am quite in your debt Mr. Reynolds. Sookie is very important to me, and you saved her. I smelled that there was quite a bit of magic at the location where you saved yourself and my Sookie. I assume it was you that got you out of Russell's clutches. You are in my good graces, and should you require anything from me at any time, please come to me. I will do anything in my power to give you what you seek. I appreciate that Sookie has found such a meaningful friend in you."

Lafayette had one arched eyebrow raised at Eric in disbelief, but his eyes told Eric that he believed everything that Eric said. "You love her, don' you?" he asked softly.

Eric nodded, his eyes never leaving Lafayette. "Very much."

Lafayette smirked, and nodded. "How is she doin'?" he asked, his eyes flooding with concern.

Eric said, "I healed her with my blood and glamoured the staff here to think she came in dehydrated and feverish instead. She should be physically healed by nightfall tonight and if she isn't I am willing to offer her more blood. I am prepared to make you the same offer, if you would like to be healed quickly."

Lafayette tensed and shook his head, "No offense, but I'm good. I has cuts and bruises, but nothin' serious. I will be fine, an' to be honest wit' you, I don' need no fucked up dreams of you anymo'."

Eric chuckled and nodded in understanding. "I understand. Should you change your mind, please call me and let me know. I will be coming tomorrow to check on Sookie."

He turned to go when Lafayette said, "She is a good girl. She don' need any additional shit in her life that is gonna hurt her. So if I can haves one thing from you, it would be to make sure she is not hurt anymo' than she needs to be."

Eric turned and nodded, "I would never willingly hurt Sookie and I will end whoever does."

Lafayette's eyes lit up with respect and gratitude at Eric's words and with that, Eric left his room to go to ground for the day.

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