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Chapter 10: Someone Like You

Sookie

Sookie had selected a red dress. She wanted to blend in, and she was also hoping it would make Eric happy. She knew it was his favorite color.

She put on some glittery red heels she had worn one year as Dorothy from Wizard of Oz and put on minimal makeup. She looked at herself in the mirror. It wasn't her best, but she looked phenomenal compared to how she had been looking. Over the past few weeks Sookie was rarely out of PJ's or her work uniform.

Sookie grabbed her wallet and keys and went down the stairs just as Lafayette was coming in the house.

"Oh damn, Sook. You is lookin' foine! Where you goin' suga?" he asked.

Sookie finished the last step and replied, "Fangtasia to see Eric."

He looked at her as if he didn't know what to say and she said, "What? You don't think I should go?"

"No, I don't know. Are you ready fo' that? And more importantly, do you think it fair you goin' to him when you told him to stay away?"

She crinkled her brow and replied, "I didn't tell him I wanted him to stay away. He did that all on his own. I told him that I couldn't be with him or with Bill because I didn't want to hurt either of them. I miss him and I want to thank him for healin' me and for givin' me my house back."

Lafayette chuckled, "Thank him how, hookuh?" looking her up and down meaningfully.

Sookie slapped his arm in, "You are nasty! Not like that. I am wearin' this to blend with the rest of them."

"Baby girl, if you think that dress will blend you in anywhere, you's a crazy bitch."

She laughed and asked, "You wanna come, Laf?"

He shook his head, "No, I's is too damn tired. I am goin' to take a bath and take my ass to bed."

She nodded and pecked his cheek before turning to the door and walking out, closing the door behind her.

She drove out of Bon Temps and made her way to Shreveport. She felt a thrill of excitement as she got closer and closer. She had really missed Eric. She drummed her fingers on the steering wheel, and put the radio on loud, clicking through stations until she found Hot and Cold by Katy Perry singing on the radio.

Sookie sang loud and really off key as she cruised along the highway. When she reached city limits of Shreveport, she turned the music down slightly and began to nervously fidget with her hair, the hem of her dress, and her cell phone.

Once she reached the club, she pulled in the lot and parked. She looked at herself in the mirror and snapped it shut when she realized she hadn't changed in the thirty minutes since she had left her house. She took a couple of deep breaths and opened her door.

Sookie glanced at the door and was happy to see a vampire other than Pam at the door.

She got in line and pulled her ID out of her wallet along with the $10 cover charge it usually took to get into the bar. She was third in line and when she handed her card over, the vampire taking ID's breathed in deeply, looking her over appreciatively, fangs snapping down.

She blushed and he smiled, "Have fun tonight," he said seductively. She could distinctly feel him trying to push inside of her mind. She nodded and smiled, turning her head away from him, moving into the club.

Sookie walked through the crowd hoping to spot someone she knew when she felt an iron clad grip land on her upper arm. She turned to find the person the hand belonged to and her eyes were met by Pam's furious ones.

"What the hell do you think you are doing here, princess?"

Sookie met her with an equally pissed off glare and she said, "It's definitely not to see your face, sunshine. Obviously I am here to see Eric."

Pam growled and closed her eyes in exasperation. "You have your house, you haven't been bothered by either of us. What other reason could you want to see him? Because if it is for some scratch you need him to itch, I will hurt you."

"Pam, not to be rude, but it is really none of your business why I am here to see him, now let go of my arm before I blast your hand off," she warned.

Pam smiled wickedly and removed her hand slowly. "Fine, he is in his office working. Head on back."

Sookie nodded and walked through the crowds of people. She was almost overwhelmed with all their thoughts. She felt Pam's eyes on her as she reached the black leather door and once she was through it she readjusted her dress and headed to the door she knew to be Eric's office.

Sookie knocked once and when she heard a muffled "come in" and she entered, peeking around the door. She gasped at the sight she was met with. Eric was sitting in his chair behind his desk, but straddling him was a fangbanger in nothing but panties.

Eric looked over the shoulder of the fangbanger and withdrew his fangs from her neck.

"Sookie," he said nonchalantly. She began sputtering. "I…, um, I'm so sorry, I just came to talk. I will go," she said already turning and closing the door.

"No, please, I was just finishing. Leave," he said to the girl. She climbed off of him and he thanked her as she pulled her dress up. He helped her zip it up and then licked his lips clean of her blood. She smiled and turned to leave, giving Sookie a look that could certainly kill.

Sookie stood there awkwardly and Eric stood and walked around her, closing the door.

He moved back behind his desk and shuffled through some papers. "How can I help you, Miss Stackhouse?"

Miss Stackhouse? Hadn't he once told her he loved her? Since when were they so formal? Sookie remained standing and next to the door.

"How have you been Eric?"

Eric looked up from his stack and he eyed her outfit appreciatively. "Fine, do you need something?" he repeated.

"Why do you keep askin' me that? No, I just wanted to see you so that I could thank you for healin' me and for my house."

He regarded her with an unreadable expression on his face, but he nodded after a minute. "You are welcome."

She cleared her throat and looked down at her sparkly shoes. She suddenly looked back up at him. "I was gonna talk to Jason about transferrin' what you paid for my house back to you. I don't think he has spent much of it, but if he has I will make payments."

"It's not necessary."

"Not to be rude or sound ungrateful, but it is," she said, understanding that Eric was now strictly in business mode. She was a subject to him. She inhaled and sighed out in defeat.

"Either Jason or myself will get it to you. Sorry for botherin' you, Sheriff."

She turned to leave, but Eric called out, "Sookie?"

She looked back at him over her shoulder and he asked, "Have you been okay?"

"Fine, I have been fine. I hope you are happy. I'll be seein' ya."

She turned and walked out the door. Outside was the fangbanger waiting to see if Eric was going to finish what he started. Sookie looked her over. "He is all yours, honey."

She walked out of the back hallway and through the club. Just as she was about to walk out, she looked back to Eric's throne where Pam was now sitting, smiling at her with a look of triumph on her face.

Sookie nodded and walked to the car. It wasn't until she was on the highway that she let it out. He had moved on. And she had to accept that. It was good. She was happy that he was happy. He was back to his old self. She reminded herself that this was for the best as she cried, wiping furiously at her face.

Finally, after what seemed like hours later, she pulled into her driveway.

She got out of her car and walked slowly up her porch steps.

"Where do you come off being hurt over what you saw tonight?" a chilling voice said behind her.

Sookie spun on her heel, almost losing balance on her red heels. She grabbed onto her railing for support and her eyes popped in shock seeing a fuming Eric.

Sookie's mouth gaped open, "Wh..What?"

He stalked closer to her and she backed up the steps of her porch instinctively. "Why shrink away from me, Sookie? I would not hurt you," he says, emphasizing her name in a sneer.

His words hit a nerve in her as she remembered him saying something similar to her when he was without his memory and under her care. "You care? You have been happy Sookie. Why come to me? It doesn't matter, I am done with you and with these human feelings. They are bullshit!"

Sookie's eyes watered and she shouted, "You are bullshit Eric Northman! I came to see you to see how you were. And to thank you. Did I say anythin' about that banger on you? No! I wanted to be civil. I wanted us to maybe work through this towards an amicable relationship."

Eric growled low. "I will never be amicable with you. I care nothing for you anymore."

"I never thought you were a liar. I am disappointed in you."

With that she spun on her heel and walked through her front door. Lafayette, who had obviously been sleeping, was walking down the stairs having heard the raised voices.

"Oh shit," he said, tying his silk kimono. "I take it didn't go well?"

She shook her head and two tears rolled down her cheeks. "I just need to get some sleep. I am sorry I woke you up Laf." She took her heels off and held them in one hand as she walked by him on the stairs. He patted her shoulder and followed her up, turning the lights off as they went.

Sookie went straight into her bathroom, turning on the shower. She spent a good forty-five minutes in the shower crying until the water began to run cold. She got out and changed in to pajamas.

As she climbed into bed, she did a mental scan, finding a vampire in her woods. It was probably one of Bill's vampires. She found one every once in a while on her property and had spoken about it with Bill before. He said he would instruct his subjects to keep the traffic light.

Sookie laid back against her pillows and looked to her ceiling. She rolled to her side, looking at the picture of her Gran, her, and Jason laughing at the camera and she said, "I wish you were here, Gran."

She suddenly clicked the lamp on her nightstand on and picked up the phone. Sookie dialed Annabelle and waited for her to pick up.

"Sookie, is something wrong?" she asked, concern filling her voice.

"No, well yes, but that's not why I am calling. Can you please contact your associate about the blood severing spell? I need it tomorrow if possible."

Annabelle paused on the line, but then said, "Sookie, what happened?"

Sookie shook her head, even though Annabelle couldn't see it. "I can talk about it in a couple of days when I see you for our session. But this is something that we have talked about, and I am ready. Can you make it happen for tomorrow?"

Annabelle unnecessarily sighed and replied, "Yes I will call her and ask her to meet you there. Do you want to make it sunset so that I can be there with you?"

Sookie thought about it, but she decided that it would be better to get it done during the day while Bill and Eric slept. "No as early as possible. Preferably before sunset."

Annabelle gave a chuckle. "Very clever, Sookie. Fine, I will send her over before sunset."

Sookie thanked her and hung up after confirming the plan.

With that settled, Sookie was able to find some peace of mind, which coupled with her exhaustion over crying for the better part of the night, she fell asleep easily.

Eric

Eric listened to Sookie cry for about an hour and then he couldn't take it anymore. He was pissed. What right did she have to cry over him? What right did she have to come to him and shove her happiness and her beauty in his face? And once more, he felt her hurt at seeing that fangbanger on him. She had enough grace and decorum to act as if it wasn't affecting her. She started no argument over it. What she had attempted to offer him had been friendship

This made him even angrier. He didn't even know how to respond except to act as detached as possible. After she left, he paced his office like caged animal, angry about the whole thing.

She had looked gorgeous and as fuckable as ever in a red dress that hugged her tantalizing curves. It was a dress that looked like it had been made for her body. The light that had been absent in her eyes months ago had haunted his waking nights and dead days. But he saw that she had indeed made progress when it came to healing. The light had grown back in their beautiful, chocolate brown depths.

As Eric flew back to Shreveport he roared against the wind raging in his ears. Each feeling of hurt, disappointment, and resolve soaked into his blood, making it sizzle.

Eric landed in Fangtasia, walking through the front door. He looked to the stage where Pam sat reading a Vogue magazine. He growled low and she looked up at him, confusion on her face. How could she do this to him?

He strode to her and she had the decency to look properly fearful of his rage. "Hurt henne igen, och jag kommer banna dig från min syn för alltid." (Hurt her again, and I will ban you from my sight forever)

He went to his office and strode around the office angrily. He thought about everything he had said, and he found he had been rash, stupid, and most importantly, wrong. He had been wrong. And he had hurt her.

She had hurt him unknowingly. He had hurt her on purpose.

He cursed himself and sat down hard, almost breaking the fucking chair.

Where did he go from here? He had never been in this type of relationship before? He had never had to admit he was wrong. He had never acted this rashly or stupidly before. He rubbed his forehead, wondering what Godric would advise him to do.

"Jag önskar att du var här Godric," he whispered to the empty room. (I wish you were here Godric)

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