Okay, next chapter really is the last chapter for Wild Heart, Eternal Light. I kept on rereading this chapter and changing it constantly. For some reason I was having problems with it. But now it's edited and the last chapter is up next!

Not sure how long until I get going on the sequel. I am still debating whether to begin my sequel to this story or to my other fic, Thou Art to Me a Delicious Torment. I think if I do both I will have a harder time updating as often as I like. I am also more likely to get confused and begin mixing the plot lines. Disaster will ensue and you will no longer read me! EEK! So I have a lot to think about. Give me feedback if you have a preference or suggestion. I would greatly appreciate your help!

Chapter 72: Raindrop

Eric

Eric carried Sookie into the back door of Fangtasia. There was definitely glass and who knew what else that could hurt or dirty her feet. He had already called ahead and asked Ginger to sweep up the bar. When they reached the office, Eric set her down on her feet and opened the office door. Pam walked through to the bustling bar and waited for the feds to show.

It was the first time being back at Fangtasia since Rhodes and he found he had missed the place. He hadn't been in contact with anyone. His primary focus had been getting him and Sookie situated in their new home and making sure they were both okay.

Now he sat at his desk while Sookie sat on the couch, crossing her legs and arms.

Eric opened up his email and leafed through the contents on his desk, once again sorting high priority from low priority. Sookie was fidgeting and fingering her bangles on her wrists nervously as she glanced all around the room, her eyes returning to the door with each sweep.

"Sookie, why are you worried, lover?" he asked without looking at her.

She sighed and his eyes flicked to her. She was now leaning against the back of the couch with her eyes closed and her fingers massaging her temples.

Eric stopped his frantic typing and focused on her. She suddenly snapped her eyes open. "They are here," she whispered as if they were right outside the door.

He nodded and walked over to her, sitting next to her on the couch. "Stay calm and act nuts."

"Shouldn't be too hard," she murmured, looking like a dear in headlights. Eric sent waves of calm and strength through their bond and she seemed to compose herself.

The knock on the door signified Pam was on the other side and she came in and said, "They are here. Would you like them to come back here?"

Eric nodded and Pam left to get them.

Eric went to his desk and sat back at his desk and once again began picking through mail and invoices. It was a mess. Especially since they were down a king and all sheriffs other than Eric.

Sookie repositioned herself on the sofa with her back to the armrest and her feet pulled up on the couch. She picked up a magazine and flipped through it and Eric thought she was actually reading when the door opened and Pam and two FBI agents walked in.

Sookie glanced up at them and swung her legs to the floor, throwing her magazine down.

She stood and extended a hand to the FBI agents.

"Hi there, I'm who y'all been lookin' for. Sookie Northman and that is my husband Eric. How y'all doin' tonight?" she asked in her gracious southern twang. Eric smiled as she said her new name. It was the first time he had heard it so casually and to outsiders. Eric stood and walked to Sookie and sat on the arm of the chair right next to her.

"Fine, Mrs. Northman, Mr. Northman. I am Agent Hill and this is my partner Agent Kemp. How are you this evening?" one of the agents asked. Eric simply nodded.

"Well, I been doin' fine. Much better now that I am home," she replied, with a small smile.

Eric was getting nervous that she had forgotten to act like a nutty mystic, but she began rubbing her ears and rolling her neck and shoulders slightly. Was she sore? But then he realized it was part of her act.

Both agents nodded and seemed just to regard the odd couple in front of them.

"So, what can I help you with tonight? I have to say my husband and I were quite alarmed when we turned on the news to see my face plastered all over it," she partly scolded, pursing her lips slightly.

"Sorry about that ma'am, we were distraught that you had left so suddenly without us having an opportunity to discuss your efforts in the rescue."

"Well, here we are. How can I help you?" she asked, and Eric had to say he was incredibly impressed with her ability to maintain such a calm façade. If he couldn't feel her in the bond, he would say she honestly had no idea what the two gentlemen wanted.

"We were wondering why you were so motivated in your efforts to rescue the vampires and humans from the wreckage and how you were able to do so. Whatever method you were following, it seemed very precise," Agent Kemp said, who until now had been silent. When Sookie glanced his way, he noticed her caution went sky high in the bond and Eric became nervous.

"My husband and I were invited to the Summit and I knew many vampires and humans in attendance. Naturally I was worried for the safety of my friends and family. As for how I located them so quickly is because I can sense auras," she said as if she was telling them the truth.

"Auras?" Agent Kemp asked skeptically.

"Yes their auras. I could see them. Those who were killed no longer had an aura. If you asked me to locate the deceased it wouldn't have been possible."

"So do you believe yourself to be a witch?" Agent Hill asked.

"Not a witch. Just incredibly perceptive to the other side."

She was turning the crazy up slowly and Eric had to admire her skill. She had been gauging them slowly and now she was revealing her "ability".

"So can you see my aura? Agent Hill's? Or your husbands?" Agent Kemp asked.

"Agent Hill's aura is sky blue. Yours, Agent Kemp is mustard yellow. My husband's is like all vampires, which is black. They are undead, so while they have one, it doesn't stand out as unique. I don't know why."

"Indeed," Agent Hill asked. To Eric, it looked like Agent Kemp was a non-believer and Agent Hill was intrigued by what he was hearing.

"What do the auras mean?" Agent Hill asked.

"Besides the colors being unique to a person, not much, they are just there," Sookie responded with a shrug.

"You said you were perceptive to the other side. What does that entail? Just the auras?" Kemp asked.

"I do a bit of palm reading and fortune telling. Sometimes my readings come true, sometimes not. There are always choices and shifts in our universe that can and will change it," she responded. Where was she pulling this shit? Wherever she was, it sounded like she actually believed it, which was exactly what they needed them to think.

"Did you happen to see the bombing?" Agent Hill asked.

"I did," she said. Eric felt dread, but he could feel Sookie pushing reassurance through to him. He had to trust that she had this.

Both agents' quirked eyebrows up perked up in interest. "And yet you stayed? Didn't alert anyone to the fact they might be in such a devastating event?" Kemp accused.

"Your tone isn't appreciated, Agent Kemp," she said in a clipped and annoyed voice. "I saw an explosion, but only a day earlier I had a bomb scare at the hotel involving a pop can. I thought that the stars had once again shifted in my favor when the bomb was taken from my own hand and the hotel saved," she continued icily, her eyes glaring at Agent Kemp.

"I am sorry Mrs. Northman, but I am finding this all very hard to believe," Kemp said rudely.

"It doesn't surprise me. Many people have no imagination and aren't as perceptive as Eric or myself. You just happen to be one of them Agent Kemp. Believe me if you want or don't. It doesn't faze me," she said cheekily.

Eric placed a hand over one of hers and said, "I don't see how this is at all relevant to her rescue? You should be thanking my wife for her efforts to save so many."

Agent Hill nodded and looked to Eric, "You are quite right. We are very appreciative of your wife's efforts. We just needed additional information for all of the reports. It will be difficult for us to put down that your wife is a fortune teller and that she read auras to locate the victims. You must admit it is out of the ordinary. But I suppose it doesn't really matter how she found them, we are just glad she did."

"My Sookie is anything but ordinary," Eric replied proudly, and completely genuine. Sookie smiled up at him and squeezed his hand.

"Is there anything else you would like to add Mrs. Northman? Mr. Northman?" Kemp asked, as if he was fishing for more.

Sookie shook her head and looked to Eric. He shook his head and stood and so did Sookie. She held her hand out and shook both of their hands.

"You have our information if you have any more questions?" she asked, polite once again.

They nodded and Sookie said, "Well you may have a drink on the house tonight if you would like something before heading out. I am also doin' half off readings later on tonight if y'all would like to see what it is I do."

They regarded her with mixed emotions and Eric fought to keep a straight face.

Sookie

"We should get on the road. Thank you though," Agent Hill finally responded kindly.

"Well, I will give both of you a freebie. Make sure you have AAA because you will be gettin' a flat as you go through Keithville," she said in a concerned voice.

Agent Kemp's face was blank and Agent Hill said, "We are flying out of Shreveport tonight, not driving."

Eric chuckled and Sookie remained silent by his side.

The two agents bid Sookie and Eric farewell. Once they were gone, Eric turned to Sookie and said, "So, we didn't have to run. How do you think it went?"

"They both thought I was nuts, but Kemp thinks I might be hidin' something. He just doesn't know what it could be. As we were talkin' he kept flashing to me in the yellow velour sweat suit though."

Eric was thoughtful for a moment, then asked, "So do we have anything to be concerned about?" as Pam walked in the door with curiosity and even concern on her features.

"No, not unless Kemp comes up with a plausible theory they can't really take it any further. The fact that I had such an established life here with a family, friends, a home, and most importantly, a husband really showed them they wouldn't be able to just take me without a fight."

"They were right about that," Pam said as she left the office.

Sookie turned to Eric and said, "I am gonna go home and hang out with Jason and Lafayette. I haven't spent any real quality time with them lately and there is stuff I wanna talk to them about."

Eric was confused but said, "Okay, I will tell Pam we are leaving and then-"

Sookie was shaking her head and said, "No I need to do this alone and you need to stay here and make sure your work is done."

"Sookie just because you think that everything is solved doesn't mean we aren't in danger."

"I know, but I am not gonna live my life lookin' over my shoulder. I can't live like that and neither should you. We will face every problem one at a time."

"Can I send Pam home with you at least?" he asked, but Sookie simply smiled and shook her head.

"I will be fine. I ain't a fragile little caged bird."

He only nodded and walked to his desk. He pulled out a set of car keys and a cell phone.

"Call me when you get home and do not hurt my car."

She laughed and stood on her tiptoes, pecking his lips softly. He grabbed her hand and led her out the back door, picking her up so she wouldn't have to walk on the pavement with her bare feet.

"Sookie, please be careful," he said, a slight note of pleading in his voice as he set her down. She turned around and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Eric, I know you worry. I worry when I am not with you too, but we need to be strong apart as well as together. We can do it," she said, pushing love and support through their bond.

He nodded and kissed her forehead and Sookie could feel that he acknowledged and accepted what she was saying to be true.

"You are right, I just don't like it," he said.

She laughed and looked into his face and said, "Well get used to it, because I am typically always right."

He laughed and stepped away from her, opening the Corvette's door for her. The door separated them and she angled her face up to his for a kiss. As their lips touched, something shifted and Eric placed both hands gently on her cheeks and deepened the kiss. Sookie struggled against the door as his tongue teased her, causing a slow throb down in her lady parts.

Her heart rate must have changed because Eric released her lips with a satisfied and cocky smile as she panted against his lips. "That's to show you what you will be missing," he said smugly.

"Only if my face was your computer and stack of papers. Pam would lock me up in a broom closet so you could get your work done," she replied as she backed up against the door.

Sookie climbed in and Eric shut her door. She rolled down her window as she buckled up and said, "Be good, no bangers gropin' what's mine."

He smirked and nodded. She pulled out of the spot and with a gigantic rev of the powerful engine she sped off feeling Eric's humor and anxiety in the bond.

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