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Chapter 27: You are Invisible –Anya Marina

Sookie

Sookie quickly selected the dress she was going to wear. She didn't have many options because she was going for s specific look and since the Maenad attack, so her decision was easy. She threw some product in her hair to support her natural curls and quickly put on her makeup.

She had briefly considered a shower, especially after Eric had his way with her against a cement wall. But she decided it would make Eric happy to have his scent on her as well. She wanted other vampires to stay away from her and to know she was Eric's.

She did freshen up though and once she was presentable she grabbed her purse and cell phone and walked down the stairs slowly since she was in heels. She selected a tight one shouldered little black dress that offered a nice display of her cleavage. The fabric over her shoulder was sheer and Sookie had decided to wear a smoky eye with lots of eye liner and mascara, creating a dramatic eye.

Lafayette had given her the dress about a year ago for her birthday saying every woman needed a 'little black dress'. It wasn't her typical style, but she didn't want to embarrass Eric with her usual sundress look. She knew he had an image to uphold. Plus she looked good.

She entered the living room and said, "Ready when you are," pretending not to notice his response.

He growled low. "You….are wearing that?" he asked. She nodded, clearly confused about how he was feeling. She checked her bond with him and could sense he was extremely turned on, but also…pensive?

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing. You look gorgeous. You always do. But I must admit I miss your sundresses. You are so bright and beautiful in them."

Sookie smiled and walked to him, giving him a small hug.

"I wore this for you tonight because we are going to Fangtasia. I thought I would try to blend into your scene. Otherwise I would wear a sundress or something with color, like I like."

He smiled and kissed her lips softly.

"Good. Now we should go before my control wears out."

She nodded and reached for her coat, but Eric stopped her and shook his head. "No. Please wear my coat."

She shook her head, "No your coat is huge and what will you wear? You don't even have a shirt on."

"I'll be fine. That coat is, sorry to say, shit. Please wear mine?" he pleaded. She held her hand out for his leather coat and slipped it on. She shivered as its interior silky material slid over her skin. She inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of leather and of Eric. It smelled amazing.

He smiled as she smelled his coat and she blushed and went to his side and grabbed his hand. He turned the lights off as they walked and Sookie locked her door behind her.

Eric led her to the passenger side of his corvette and opened the door, helping her in. She hadn't even buckled her seatbelt before he was in the car with her and strapping himself in, even though he probably didn't need to.

He pulled the car around and sped out of her drive onto Hummingbird Rd. She stared out the window as her town passed her by. The only people left for her here in Bon Temps were Laf and Jason she realized sadly.

"What is making you sad my Sookie?" Eric asked, grabbing her hand and bringing the back of it to his lips, kissing it.

"Nothing," she said, trying to shrug it off, smiling at him with his 'crazy Sookie' smile. He pulled the car over and said, "Sookie, with this bond there is no use lying to me or brushing me off, because I can sense it like you can sense when I do these things. Let's promise to be honest. I promise I will always tell you the truth. If I hold anything back, it will be for your own safety. Can you promise me the same?"

Sookie nodded her head, holding back tears so she didn't smudge the pound of eye makeup she was wearing. "I promise."

"So? Why are you sad?" Eric asked softly.

Sookie shrugged, "It's stupid really. I was just thinking that there isn't much left for me in Bon Temps. Everything here for me is over, besides Jason and Lafayette."

He looked her in the eyes and nodded. "It is sad to realize that this may be the end of this place for you. But it could be exciting Sookie. You have a new possibility to go and do anything you want, anywhere you want. So think about what you want, and I will support you."

Sookie couldn't avoid tearing up at his words and the feelings of love and support pouring through their bond. She nodded her head and said, "Thank you, Eric."

He smiled and leaned forward and kissed her softly, brushing her tears away. She smiled and said, "Oh jeez, I probably have raccoon eyes!"

He chuckled, "No you don't. Even if you did, you would probably fit right in with the fools that frequent my bar."

She flipped his visor down and looked at her reflection, which was surprisingly holding up. She snapped it back up and Eric immediately grabbed her hand and held it in his own. She smiled as he drove, loving she had the support she hadn't had from anyone since her Gran.

Eric

Eric pulled into his spot at Fangtasia and parked. He sped out of the car and opened Sookie's door, holding his hand out for hers to help her out of the car.

Sookie looked fucking incredible. Edible. To be honest, now he was nervous to have something as beautiful and scrumptious as she amidst other vampires. She began walking toward the front door, but he tugged her hand lightly and pulled her to the back door that led directly into his office.

He smiled as he walked with her, but when he looked down into her face she was frowning at a group of gossiping fangbangers who were watching them from across the lot. Sookie turned to looked at him, feeling his gaze, and quickly smoothing out her features.

"Sookie, ignore them. They are tramps. And they are jealous."

She nodded and squeezed his hand to say thank you and he unlocked the back door, holding it open for her. He closed the door tightly and walked to his desk. Sookie was leaning against the other side of the desk with her back to him.

Eric shuffled through the large stacks of paper. He did have a lot to accomplish tonight. He sat at his desk and turned the computer on. The music was pounding through the walls and Sookie was swaying slightly to it's rhythm. He would never get his work done with her here, Eric realized as his cock twitch in the flimsy shorts.

Sookie turned and said, "I am gonna let you work and go out there for a bit."

Eric nodded, but he had to admit he didn't like that she was going out there without him. He inhaled slightly and found she smelled strongly of him, which would warn other vampires that she was his.

"Fine, but if you feel uncomfortable for any reason, come to me."

Sookie nodded and smiled at him as she walked out the door, closing it securely behind her. Eric amped up the bond with her as much as possible and made sure to monitor it as he sped through the paperwork. He summoned Pam to him. She walked in a short while later with her bored expression. Her eyes were hard and Eric could tell she was angry with him.

"Do we need to talk about this Pam?" he asked her.

She glared at him and said, "Have you at least decided to turn her?"

Eric growled low, "No, the decision will not be mine."

"Then you have sentenced yourself to the true death," she said angrily. Eric scowled at her then replied, "If Sookie should decide to live her life out as human then it is her choice. I will not steal her from that life."

"So you are okay leaving me in what? Fifty to sixty years? Not even that with how danger prone she is," she asked.

"You are not a newborn Pam and you are perfectly capable of surviving even the toughest situations."

"You are serious then? You will be meet the true death once she does?" she asked.

"The bond causes me pain without being in the same room as Sookie. Right now, for example, even though I feel her near, a part of me is crying out for my bonded. I assume her death will be my own destruction. And I have made peace with that if it is what Sookie wants."

"Does that selfish cow even know this?" she spat out, enraged.

"This is the last time I will allow you to insult Sookie in front of me," he warned.

Pam shook her head and began walking out. "Pam, we are not finished. We need to talk about the Summit and other issues."

"The Summit arrangements have been made. We leave in a few days. I have confirmed with the king's secretary that you and Sookie will have a suite and I will be in the adjoining room. Bill has selected one other sheriff, but plans on 'shopping for candidates' while at the Summit."

"Good. Sookie was asking questions, so if she asks you anything or you can think of something she should know, be sure to supply her with a thorough answer. I will remind you that I now, as your maker, command you to protect Sookie with your very life."

Pam gave a curt nod.

"She was also concerned with a wardrobe and because this is something you specialize in, I want you to see that she is fully equipped with clothing and not just for this Summit."

Even though she looked exasperated and bored, Eric could sense her slight excitement.

"Now, what do you think I need to see to this evening?"

"While Sookie is occupied out in the bar, I suggest that you see to the weretiger. He has been sitting down there with no food or water for a couple days now. He is weak. He has already tried to transform twice."

Eric nodded and wondered how he would torture the weretiger. There were several techniques he had learned in the middle ages that were definitely appropriate. Eric checked the bond, sensing how Sookie was faring. She was enjoying herself and Eric could tell she was drinking.

"Make sure Sookie gets whatever she wants on the house," he said to Pam as he headed for the dungeon. "And tell her I will be with her shortly."

Pam nodded and headed for the bar while Eric inhaled at the top of the dungeon stairs, smelling were and fear. It was delicious. He had every right to fear Eric. This man had harmed his Sookie. His bonded. And he had intended much worse.

Eric growled low and he heard the tiger stir below as he walked slowly down the steps. He was going to enjoy this.

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