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Chapter 8 – My All

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Elizabeth's POV

"I don't understand." I say to my husband as I look at the ridiculous paper in my hands. How the hell are we to stay away from Sookie when I got a message from Bill this morning to start preparations for the wedding.

"You know as much as I do, Lizzy," He says to me. "They have taken all the records, have slapped us with a restraining order and she's changed council. What do you know about this so called money that is missing?" He growls at me.

I look up at him in shock. "What missing money? How would I know what they are talking about?" I ask him. "Bill did everything for that little girl. I mean really, after she went behind his back and had that ghastly book published, he should have dropped her the instant it hit the shelves. The Collegiate is not happy about that you know? Sarah Newlin has said it to me on numerous occasions. Those types of thingsare bringing down the structure of our families and I tend to agree with her."

He huffs at me. "Sarah Newlin is a closet drinker and fools around with the gardener's son." He says.

I wave him off. "Be that as it may," I say. "She has the ear of both her husband and his father. She knows what she's talking about." I look him right in the eye. "Every family has their laundry to clean, William." She says. "Our kind just doesn't take it out for the world to see."

Never do I want him to think I don't know about his little, well situations. As long as he keeps them discreet and doesn't mess up our home, I have no problem playing the part of the perfect wife.

"You do realize that if Bill has done anything inappropriate we are screwed?" He asks me.

I sigh. "This is ridiculous. I'm calling Sookie. I mean this has to be a mistake." I reach for the phone. "Bill wants the wedding before the end of the month. That is a lot to plan and I can't…."

William places his hand on mine. "You can't call her."

I pull my hand away. "Don't tell me what I can or can't do, William. All I need is to speak to that little girl and this will all go away. She knows the catch she has in my son. She may be ignorant, selfish of her time and downright stubborn; but she's not going to throw all of this away over a disagreement."

He shakes his head. "You are asking for trouble, Lizzy," He says. "I have to find out if they have located our son yet." He walks out of the room.

I huff and dial the number. This will be over soon enough.

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SPOV

If the sexual tension wasn't evident before, it sure is not now. Holy Cow, Eric doing the Mambo, yeah can you say sex on legs? God, I hope he doesn't make us wait much longer. Cause I don't know if I can stop myself when he looks so good. God, I may take him on the bloody floor.

"Sookie, baby are you with me?" He turns to look at me.

I have been staring at his bottom for, oh hell, I don't know how long.

"Um, what?" I say and look up at him.

Okay, the bottom is magnificent but the smile he is giving me is pure sin.

"See something you like, Ms. Stackhouse?" He asks me with that crooked grin.

I give him my best sexy grin. Okay, I try to give him a sexy grin. I hope it doesn't come out looking like I'm constipated. "You know I do. God Eric, you are Sex on legs!"

He moves closer to me. "You think I'm sexy?" He asks as he pulls me into his arms.

I place my hands on his biceps. "Eric you know you're sexy." I say softly.

"That's not what I asked you." He says in a hushed tone.

"Ye..yes, I think you are sexy." I say even softer.

"Well, that's good." He kisses me softly. "Because I think you are the sexiest woman I've ever seen." He kisses me again. "You are also the most beautiful, warm and loving creature I've ever had the pleasure to know."

I look up into his crystal blue eyes. "Eric…"

Before I can finish, he kisses me again. How can his lips be so soft and strong at the same time? I love the taste of him. I think if we were stranded on an island, just the two of us, I could live off his lips.

He pulls back from me and I can see his eyes go dark with want and need.

"I can't wait until you are all mine." He says with almost a growl in his voice.

I move my hand up to his face. "I…I already am." I say to him. "It scares me sometimes how much I'm yours already."

Putting his hand on mine, he sighs. "Don't be scared, beautiful. I've never felt anything like this either." He says. "Sookie, I….I know we haven't known each other long. But…but I feel…God." He says and closes his eyes.

"Hey," I say and put my other hand on his cheek. "It's okay you don't have to say it."

He shakes his head slightly. "No, I need to say this." He opens his eyes. "I never thought I would find love. Not like they sing about or tell stories about. A love that is so deep in you that you can't move without the other person. Love that completes you in every way and that has you so vulnerable itexhilarates and terrifies you all at the same time." He pulls me closer. "That's…that's what I've found in you, Sookie. I won't…no, I can't live without you. You complete everything that I am. I have no idea how I walked around for so long being half of who I could be. But I won't let it ever happen again."

I look into his eyes. Everything he's said is how I feel.

"You are my soul, Eric." I say softly. "You can't live without your soul."

He smiles and shakes his head. "No, my Sookie, we are each other's soul."

Kissing Eric is like breathing. I can't survive without either.

I am just about to suggest we take this into my room when I hear my phone ringing.

We pull apart with a sigh from me and a growl from him. I have to laugh at that. I've never really heard a man growl before.

I move over to the phone without even looking at it and answer it.

"Hello," I say.

"What do you think you're doing, you little hick?" I hear from the other end.

"Elizabeth?" I ask her.

"Who else would it be?" She huffs. "Why do I have a piece of paper in my hand that says I'm not allowed to speak to my future daughter-in-law? Not that I wouldn't give any amount of money for Bill to throw you to the curb after what you pulled this morning."

I look at Eric and I can tell that he knows who is on the phone. He grabs his phone and starts calling someone.

"Did you hear me, Sookie?" Elizabeth yells. "What is the meaning of this?"

"Elizabeth…you aren't supposed to be calling me. My lawyer…"

She cuts me off. 'Your lawyer is slaving away trying to win a campaign and this is how you thank him and his father. We have done everything for you. I've welcomed you into my home, my world and my family. God knows I've tried to make you a lady and fit for my boy. It hasn't been easy mind you. Now on the same day that I get word that we are supposed to be planning your wedding, you pull this crap!"

I look at Eric and can hear a little bit of his conversation.

"No, I don't know what she's saying…" Pause. "Yeah, Sookie is on with her now." Another pause as he runs out of the room. He comes back in with the recorder that Laf gave me and plugs it into my phone and turns it on. He moves away and continues his conversation.

"Sookie, answer ME!"

I jump at the tone in her voice.

"Elizabeth, I have no idea what you are talking about. I've not spoken to Bill since I left New Orleans. Not that I haven't tried to get in touch with him. There are a few things that we needed to discuss but he hasn't gotten back to me. And what do you mean, plan a wedding. He never asked me to marry him."

"Sookie, you need to stop this before someone gets in trouble. Call the DA's office and tell them that you have nothing to say. I will have a wedding planner here this afternoon. We have much…"

"Elizabeth, I am not marrying your son. I've already let him know that I want nothing to do with him from now on. As for the DA, well, there are some things that they are looking into and I can't discuss it with you."

"Sookie Stackhouse, you listen and listen good," she pauses. "I will make sure you are ruined if you don't put an end to this. My son has worked too long and too hard to have some little chicken fried shit like you destroy what we've built. I have a lot of friends, Sookie. Don't think that with one phone call, I can't make your life a living hell." She says in a very strained tone.

"Elizabeth are you threatening me?" I ask her.

"Oh, Sookie, now why would I do that? People like you are a dime a dozen. You know how fickle the public can be. Why, you could very well find your books in the bargain bin if you aren't careful. The media loves my family, Sookie. We have many friends in very strategic places. Why Bill didn't put a stop to your books before, I will never know. But I am warning you, don't make me do something that you will regret."

I sigh. Eric moves over to me and wraps me in his arms. I didn't realize I was pacing until he pulled me close.

I look back into his eyes and find strength and love in them.

"Elizabeth…" I say to her.

"Yes Sookie, when can I expect you here?" She asks.

"You and your family better get a good lawyer." I say and hang up.

Eric takes the phone from me and turns off the recorder.

He holds me close but I need to be closer.

"Shhh, Sookie," he says, rubbing my back. "It's going to be fine. Lafayette said that they are already on their way home. He is going to call the DA and let them know that that witch broke the restraining order. She very well may find herself in lockup before dinner." He says and kisses the top of my head. "You did so well, Sookie." He whispers.

I look up at him. "Bill called her and told her to start planning the wedding. How the hell could he do that after I sent him that email?" I ask him.

He shrugs. "I don't know, Sookie." He touches my face. "I have no idea what is going through that man's mind."

I lean into his chest and close my eyes. I can hear his heart beating and it's beating almost as fast as mine is.

"Baby, you need to calm down, okay?" He says softly to me. "She isn't going to do a damn thing to you. We aren't going to let her."

I look up at him. "Do…do you think she could do something to harm you or Pam or Jason. I mean, if she knows that many people she could…"

He stops my ramblings with a kiss.

When we both need to breathe, he releases my lips.

"Honey, that witch can't do anything to any of us. She is running scared right now. Her husband and her son are going to be in some deep shit in the next seventy-two hours. She is trying to protect them." He shrugs. "At least that is what I think she's doing."

"But…but do you think she is serious about the wedding business? How could he think…."

He places a hand to my mouth. "Enough of that," he says softly. "Sookie, do you want to marry him?" He asks me.

I see something in his eyes. Could it be that Eric is nervous I'm going to run back to Bill? I don't see how he could think that but what else could that look be from.

I shake my head. "I..I don't love him, Eric. I love you." I say softly and his expression changes. "You are who I want. Unless you think that I'm too much trouble?" I look down.

He places two fingers under my chin and raises my face to his. "That is the first time you've said it." He says.

I look at him and think for a moment. Have we not said it? He has called me his life, his world. He has told me he can't live without me and I've done the same. Is it true that the words have actually never been said?

I take both my hands and place them on either side of his face. "Eric Northman I am so in love with you. To know this kind of love is scary. To know you are everything to me so quickly is rather storybook like. But I will tell you this right now; I love you and I can't think of anyone else I would want to walk through this life with."

"Sookie you are my life, my world, my love. I love you so much." He says to me.

He kisses me again and this time there is no urgency to it. There is power, passion and need but no urgency.

I feel his hands sliding down to my bottom and with one movement, he has me up in his arms and I wrap my legs around him, placing my hot center at the bulge in his pants.

The growl that it produces sends shivers down my spine.

"God, baby…" Eric groans out. "You feel, ugh."

I feel his mouth cascade down the side of my neck. "Bedroom," I say in a pant.

I'm not sure if he ran or I just lost time, but before I knew it, Eric is laying me down on my oversized bed and climbing up to meet me.

Pulling on my tank top, I feel the straps coming down over my arms and exposing my white lacy bra. Eric takes no time in laying open mouth kisses down the swell of my breasts as my top somehow disappears. This isn't good. This man can make me lose conscious thought and time. For some reason, I don't care.

My bra is the next thing to poof into midair and I open my eyes to see Eric just staring at me with the strangest look on his face. I'm not sure how to react to it so I start to move my arms to cover myself. He is the first man to see me half-naked and he didn't react this way the last time he saw me.

"Hey," he says, as he pulls my arms from across my breasts. "Don't you ever cover yourself in front of me. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I just….God I just love you so much." He says and bends down to kiss me.

I pull at his shirt as he kisses me with such intensity I can feel it in my toes. I need to see him. I need to see all of him.

"Too many clothes," I say softly to him.

Eric looks up and smiles at me. The smile, however, has a little wickedness to it. I must say it does something to my nether region. I shudder under his gaze which just intensifies the look.

He pushes off the bed and before I have another moment to think, my boy shorts and Eric's jeans are off and across the room. Standing in front of me in all his glory is the love of my life. A god among men and oh yeah, very very well endowed.

I trace his body with my eyes. Never in my wildest dreams would I ever think that I would be faced with a man of such beauty.

"See something you like," he says softly.

I look up at his eyes, his amazing eyes and I nod and smile.

Reaching for him, I pull him back onto the bed and motion for him to lie down. He reaches for me but I shake my head. He looks a little confused but I just give him my own little smirk. "I want to make you feel good."

"Baby, you don't…"

I touch my hand to his mouth to silence him. "I don't know what I'm doing. So you will have to tell me if I do something wrong." I say as I run my hand up and down his upper thigh.

He nods and never takes his eyes off me.

Slowly I start kissing his chest and move down to his abs. I must say, I've never seen an eight pack ab before in real life. Quite impressive. Oh who am I kidding. Everything about Eric is impressive.

I slowly kiss down his body. Paying close attention to the V where his waist and pelvic bones meet. I brush my hand over his manhood and find that he is solid as a rock. The phrase 'hard as marble' springs to mind as I turn my attention to his ever present member. I must say that it's quite impressive. A gracious plenty if I ever saw one.

I take him into my hand and move slowly over him. A hiss leaves Eric's lips. Looking up I was worried that I hurt him. But the look on his face is pure pleasure. I take that as a good sign and start moving a little faster. Brushing over the tip to take some of the pre-cum onto my hand to make my work easier.

I hear a moan come out of Eric which just encourages me as I lean over and take the tip of him into my mouth.

"Sookie," he growls.

I smile around him and start moving him in and out of my mouth. He is huge. I can barely fit him into my mouth and I wonder slightly how he will ever fit inside me.

"UGH…Sookie, that…OH GOD…" He is moaning above me.

I suck a little harder and allow my checks to hollow out.

I know what I've read about women doing this, so I try to have him move farther into my mouth. Once I feel him hit the back of my throat, I start to breathe through my nose.

"Sookie, honey, I'm gonna…you have to move honey." He says.

I know what he's trying to say, but there is no way I'm stopping now. I look up under my lashes and Eric is looking down at me, eyes hooded, mouth slightly open and cheeks flushed.

As I move him in just a little more, I start to swallow around his tip. It isn't easy, but I make my best effort.

I can feel Eric start to pulse and as he throws his head back, I feel the warm liquid pulse out of him and down my throat.

The noises coming from Eric are primal and raw as he comes down from his release. I stay put for a few more minutes. Licking and sucking lightly as the aftershocks subside.

Once I hear his breathing return to normal, I look up at him and he pulls me to his side and lays the most searing kiss I've ever experienced in my life. Since Eric has been kissing me non-stop since a day after we met, that is saying something.

"Baby, that was…"

"Did I do alright?" I ask. I was a little worried about what he is going to say.

He pulls me close to him and looks right into my eyes. "Baby, that was the most…words can't describe….I mean…I think the only thing that will compare will be when we finally claim each other."

I look at him a little confused. Didn't he want to, well do it now?

I ask him and he smiles. "Oh, I'm going to make you feel real good, baby. But I'm sticking to what I said before. I'm going to make your first time as special as I can. It won't be an afterthought and definitely not as a result of a disturbing phone call."

"That's not…"

He kisses me again and when he pulls back I feel all gooey inside.

"I know, baby. I know that you wanted this as much as me. But I have plans for us. Please, let me just do this the way you deserve."

My first thought was that I deserve to be pounded into the mattress by this god of a man. But then his words rang clear to me. It wasn't that he was denying me everything. He just wanted to make this special. He touches me every chance that he gets. This wasn't what I had with Bill. No, this is love, respect and well I know it sounds corny, but forever.

I smile at him. I can wait if he wants too.

"Okay, Eric, we'll do it your way. But didn't you say something about making me feel good?"

He smirks. For the next hour he does just that.

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Lafayette's POV

"What do you mean, Elizabeth Compton called her?" Anna asks.

"You heard me, hon. Eric called me while she was on the phone with her. He grabbed the tape recorder and got most of it." I say to her.

She huffs. "Okay, I'm going to have someone go up and get the recorder from her tomorrow. Have her put it somewhere safe. It's going to be hard enough getting it admitted into evidence. But the family was issued a restraining order not six hours ago and they are already violating it. Shit, Judge Marcome isn't going to be happy with me disturbing him on a fucking weekend."

"You going to move forward with it, then?" I ask her.

"These people think that they are above the law. That rules don't apply to them. That their deep pocketbooks and connection are 'get out of jail free cards'. Not happening on my watch, I promise you that." She sighs. "I will have one of my detectives meet her at her home tomorrow and I will let you know what the judge says."

We say our goodbyes and hang up.

I look up to see Sam standing in the doorway.

"You didn't think they were going to go away quietly, did you?" He asks me.

I shake my head. "No, but I thought for sure they wouldn't be dumb enough to violate a restraining order. If anyone, I thought it would be Billyboy not his ever loving mother."

He laughs. "From what Sookie has told us, she is a ball of fire."

I go over to pull my suit out for the night. "Yeah but you would think her husband would be smart enough to reign her in. This is a political, social and legal shit-storm he is heading for. You would think that he would want to at least appear above board, for a little while at least."

Sam comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. "Baby, you are doing everything you can for her. This will be over soon. Until then, we will just have to make sure our little girl gets all the love and support we can give her."

I laugh. "Oh, I think tall, blonde and muscles has her all set in the lovin' department." I turn and lay a soft kiss on his lips.

"I love you, Laf," Sam says. "I don't think I say it often enough."

I touch his face. "I love you too, Sugar. Now come on, we need to get ready."

I pull him with me into the bathroom. Well we need to get cleaned up. No one said we couldn't get dirtier first.

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EPOV

God this woman is going to be the death of me. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought I would get so much pleasure from her little mouth. I mean, I've had blowjobs before. Hell, they were the shit when I was in college. But to receive that pleasure from someone you love. To feel the intensity and passion between us is something else. Oh, and my girl is fucking perfect at it. Shit, if I didn't know any better, I would question where she learned it. But just like most things, that too comes natural to my beautiful girl.

I didn't want her to think that I didn't want her, I just want to wait a little while longer. I have plans for my little girl. I am going to make it as perfect as I can. I know that it will probably be uncomfortable but that is normal. I just want her to look back on it and have no regrets. She may not know it yet, but I do. This little girl is my all. She's perfect for me and I intend on creating a forever with her.

I smile to myself as I think that Pam got this one perfect. I love Sookie and I'm never letting her go.

I look up when I hear her entering the room. I've already cleaned up and dressed in the guest room because Sookie wanted to surprise me with her dress. I would have loved to take her into the shower and wash every inch of her delicious body. But I relented. Okay, I may have pouted a bit and Sookie had to push me out of the room calling me a big baby. Hey, don't judge. Naked, soapy Sookie is something out of a teenager's wet dream.

I look up and I swear, someone has sucked all the air out of the room. Her dress wasn't a dress. It's a work of art. A silver, platinum and flesh colored dress. She actually looks like she is wearing nothing but jewels. Jesus, I may have to kill someone tonight. When I look down and see the matching four inch heels, well hell, can I convince her to stay home tonight? Shit, I'm in so much trouble.

"Is it too much?" She asks me. "I have another dress…"

I quickly get up and move to her. "You look like an angel." I say to her.

She does. A sparkling, erotic angel. On someone else, it may have looked cheap. On Sookie, it looked like it was made just for her.

She smiles and it's almost as bright as the lights reflecting off her dress.

"We…we should go before Pam sends wolves to look for us." I say as I crook my arm to take hers.

She nods and we head out.

The conversation is relaxed the whole way to the city. Lafayette had called not soon after we made our way out of bed to let us know that someone would be by to collect the recorder in the morning.

"You think that they are going to arrest Elizabeth?" She asks.

I shrug. "Laf seems to think so. Ana is taking all of this very personally, he said. She isn't letting them get away with anything."

Sookie sighs. "The media will be all over that." She says. "I need to talk to Amelia so that we have our stories straight."

I look over to her. From the impression I had gotten, Sookie doesn't pay much attention to her image or anything to do with the press. It had been a point of contention with Amelia for some time. Perhaps Sookie paid more attention than everyone thought.

"Sookie, you know Amelia will have everything under control."

She sighs. "I know. But the new book is due out this spring and there is talk about making one into a movie. Can you believe that?" She laughs. "Anyway, I know that Amelia will want to get ahead of this storm instead of behind it. For once, I agree with her. Up until now, I needed…no, I was told to keep my head down and just make myself small." She reaches over and puts her hand on my thigh. "Not anymore. But I still have a lot of things to consider. I don't want any of this mess to fall on you, the foundation or your parent's company."

I slow down and look at her a bit confused.

She smiles. "Eric, Pam told me your father is CEO of NorRav. I know how big they are. You don't want this kind of scandal…"

I pull the car over so quickly, I not only frighten Sookie but am treated to a honk from the car behind us.

"Sookie," I turn to look at her. "Let's get this straight. I don't give a flying fuck about media, publicity or reporters. Whatever comes down from this isn't your fault and I will not allow you to take blame for any of it. Compton sealed his own fate the moment that he decided that he could steal your money, your legacy and your future." I touch the side of her face. "I want to weather this storm with you, if you'll let me." I say to her. "As for my father's business, well, I have nothing to do with NorRav so we are all set with that. My company has more work than it knows what to do with it. If I know Amelia, and I think I do. She will have a spin on this that not only makes you look like the angel that you are but will have your books selling better than they do now."

She looks at me and I can tell she is trying to come to terms with it all.

"I…I just don't want you to get into this and then figure out that I'm not worth the trouble." She says softly.

"Sookie," I say and she looks up. "You are the most beautiful, intelligent and fuck hot woman I've ever met. Not only that, you are it for me, baby. I'm not leaving until you order me to go."

She smiles at me. "Then I guess you better plan on staying. Because there is no way you are getting away from me now."

I kiss her softly. What I wouldn't give to be able to turn this car around and take Sookie to bed. I wasn't kidding though. Pam will send the hounds out for us if we don't get to the club and quickly.

I pull back onto the road and we make our way to the club.

I pull up to the valet and get out to help Sookie.

There is a ton of media. Pam and Amelia are already speaking to a few and I can see the look on Pam's face that tells me that she and I were going to be having words about our lateness.

I help Sookie out of the car and we make our way to the media. I hadn't thought that Sookie and I would be making our debut as a couple like this but to hell with it. I loved the woman in my arms and I wasn't about to shy away or sneak her around.

"Mr. Northman, a word please?" One of the reporters starts shouting.

I hold onto Sookie a little tighter as the bulbs start bursting around us.

"Rumor has it, you and Ms. Stackhouse have been spending a lot of time together. Any comment?" He asks.

I look down to Sookie and she smiles and nods.

I look up and smile. "It isn't a rumor. Ms. Stackhouse and I have spent time together."

"Ms. Stackhouse, what of the Senate hopeful, Bill Compton? How does he feel about this."

"What Mr. Compton feels or doesn't is of no concern to Ms. Stackhouse." Amelia says.

"If that's true, why did the Collegiate for Moral Order announce today that you would be denouncing your books in favor of a more stable genre?" A thin prissy faced woman says from the right side.

I can see Sookie look at Amelia for direction.

"I'm not sure what you are referring to but I can tell you as Ms. Stackhouse's publicist that such an announcement is not only flamatory but ill founded. I assure you that the next book in Ms. Stackhouse's series is going to be the best yet." She smiles at the cameras.

"Ms. Stackhouse, what do you say to the allegations that your books are nothing but porn in paperback?" The woman comes back at her.

Sookie shrugs. "Everyone is entitled to their opinion."

"If you will excuse us," I say to the press. "We would like to go in and enjoy the celebration." I say placing a hand on Sookie's back and motion her into the club.

I see her look at Amelia and she nods. "Don't worry," she says. "I let Laf know. Enjoy yourself tonight." She says and kisses my beloved on the cheek as she heads off to greet some of the VIP's with Pam.

I take Sookie by the hand and make our way over to the VIP area. I know that not many people will be in there yet and I need to make sure that she's alright.

Once behind the curtain, I am ready for the breakdown I'm sure will be coming. Instead I see Sookie pacing the floor with her hands on her hips.

"Sookie, honey are you alright?" I ask her.

She turns to me. "NO! I'm mad as hell!" She screams at me.

"Sookie, I didn't know that they would ask you about all of that," I try to appease her. "I thought they may take a few pictures but…"

She stops and looks at me. "You think I'm mad about them being here or the questions?" She asks me and I nod my head.

"Oh hell, Eric, I knew they would be here. Shit, this is the biggest thing that has happened in Shreveport in months."

"Then what's got you so upset?" I ask her.

"How dare that asshole tell those closed minded, ignorant half wits that I'm going to denounce my books? How dare he say that I'm going to switch genres? Who the HELL does he think he is? And where do these people get off speaking for ME!" She screams as Amelia, Lafayette and Sam make it though the curtain.

She turns and looks at Lafayette. "I want to sue their asses!" She says.

Laf looks at me and I just shrug.

"Sookie, I…"

She puts up her hand. "I want to sue them for slander. How dare they speak for me!" She screams. "I want to know who told them I was going to give up my books, I want to know who gave them the right to speak to the media about me and more importantly I want to kick Bill Compton in the ASS!"

Shit I know she is ten shades of mad right now but I can't help it. An angry Sookie is one hot momma!

"Sugar, don't worry, we will do everything we can," Laf says.

"Sweetie, I will issue a statement in the morning and denounce the allegations. Laf will contact the Order and make sure they know that you don't appreciate them speaking for you and suggest that they issue a retraction before you are advised to seek legal retribution." Amelia says.

I watch as Sookie slows her pace and looks around.

"I'm… I'm sorry that they ruined the event." She says.

"I walk over to her. They didn't ruin anything." I say to her. I kiss her on the nose. "Now they know who you're with. You aren't angry about that too, are you?"

She smiles. "Nope," she kisses me.

I laugh as I turn to look at the room that now includes Pam.

"Well, shit," she says. "If that little display out there doesn't get us on the front page of the papers and on the social shows, I don't know what will." She turns and looks at me. "We better get ready for the wave of calls tomorrow."

I nod and turn to Sookie who looks confused.

"Sweetie, everyone is gonna want VIP rooms for the next six months after that little display out there." Pam says. "I do believe our girl deserves new Jimmy Choos for all the money she just made the club."

Everyone laughs and I pull Sookie into my side.

"Come on, love, let's go have some fun." I say.

She nods and I take her hand and lead her out to start the night.

Not the way I wanted to come out to the public with Sookie, but then again, not a bad entrance either.

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William Compton Sr. POV

"What do you mean, you can't find him?" I ask the man on the phone. What the hell do I pay these people for? "I thought you said you were the best?" Recon specialist, my ass.

"Sir," he says. "He rented a car in San Diego and hasn't been seen in the last twenty-four hours. We have people looking at the surrounding areas, resorts and the like but we are having no luck. The rental place has GPS devices on all their vehicles. He said that they only activate it if the car is stolen. I could possibly try to persuade them to turn it on." He says.

"Do whatever you can, but I need my son back in New Orleans as quickly as possible." I say to him and hang up.

I place the phone down on my desk and sigh. This is turning into a nightmare.

After meeting with some of the top people in the firm, I wasn't liking what I was hearing. There have been many documents submitted on not only Sookie's but her family foundations' behalf that some of our more senior staff is questioning. Also, there seems to be an issue regarding the distribution of funds that were in Ms. Stackhouse's trust.

I close my eyes. "Shit!" I say outloud. "What the fuck have you been doing, Bill?" I ask the empty room.

"You got a little more to worry about than just Bill, William." I hear from the door.

I look up and see my old friend and colleague, Carter Lewis. Carter and I started law school together. He went the DA route for a number of years before being appointed to the bench. He retired three years ago but still gets involved with cases that interest him. I called him right after I met with the staff.

Carter is big, over six three and broad with a Texas smile and attitude to match.

"Boy, you are up shit's creek without even a boat." He says as he walks into the room.

"What makes you say that?" I ask him.

"Well," he says as he pours himself a generous glass of my thirty-year-old scotch, "there is a rumor that your lovely wife called the lady in question this afternoon and they have her on tape." He says. "The DA is sinking her teeth into this one, William. She isn't letting go."

He moves to the leather sofa on the side wall and sits down.

I shake my head. "Can't you talk to Marcome?" I ask him.

He shakes his head. "Tried, the old buzzard isn't budging. Seems he knew not only Corbett Stackhouse but Paul, his father. He's friends with the governor. That's how he got his appointment. Corbett and Niall were thick once upon a time. He feels like he owes his friend to look after his little girl." He takes a sip of his drink and then looks at me. "Any truth to the allegations?" He asks.

I lean back. "I haven't found anything yet. If Bill has been playing with fire, he has been covering his tracks." I say. "There are discrepancies in the documentation between the siblings. I'm having the staff look at the copies of the documents from the scans." I sigh. "It could be that the documents were just not filed into our archives correctly. The DA took everything including the documents about that damn foundation." I sigh.

Carter leans forward. "That foundation does work in several states, William. If he or you are found guilty of any misappropriation, it's a federal offense." He says. "Local, I can help you with. The feds, well," he shrugs.

I get up to get myself a drink. "What did you hear about Lizzy's call to Sookie?" I ask him.

"DA is pissed that not six hours after you were issued a restraining order, Liz called the girl. She is hopping mad. I heard she found Marcome on the golf course to talk to him. Wouldn't be surprised if there is a bench warrant by Monday," he says.

"You are awfully fucking calm about this." I say to him.

He shrugs again. "You wanted the facts, I'm giving them to you. You want me to represent Liz or you, I will. But if your son did what they are saying he did, nothing and no one is going to be able to help him, William. That little girl knows a lot of people. She is sweet and kind and the cutest thing anyone has ever seen." He says. "Her father, God rest his soul, was well known as well. Why you all treated her like backwoods trash is beyond me."

I knew how Liz treated Sookie but I never gave it much mind. Sookie never complained and all Bill would say is that his mother was helping her to be what he needed her to be. I close my eyes. I thought he loved the girl. Hell, I knew about Lorena, but I thought that he loved Sookie.

"What are we looking at?" I ask him.

He gets up and puts his glass on the table, closes his jacket and moves to the door.

"I will meet you at the office tomorrow and we can start going through the documents. Nothing will happen with Liz until Monday."

"You really think that she is going to have my wife arrested?" I look at him. "If the allegations don't stick, the girl will be out on her ass."

He smirks. "You don't think she doesn't know that?" He asks me. "Whatever she has, it's enough to get the warrant and the restraining order. Trust me," He says. "I've worked with Anabeth Mason. She is not rash or timid. She wouldn't be doing this unless she was sure she had you."

He walks out the door. "Oh," he turns to look at me. "Try to stop your wife from making any more phone calls." He says. "I can probably argue that she was upset and get a pass. Two calls will not be as easy to excuse."

I nod.

"And get Bill back here. We need all our ducks in a row."

I watch the doorway as my friend leaves.

This is such a fucking mess!

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SPOV

After my initial hissy fit, I felt a lot better. I'm still mad, but I decide to let it go and have fun.

Before I know it, we are all drinking and dancing, having a great time. I wish that Jason and Crystal could come. But we are going to see them tomorrow so I will gush over my sister-in-law then.

We are taking a break and heading back to the VIP room.

I'm just inside when I hear a whistle.

I turn around to give the guy what for when I see Alcide move through the curtain.

"Damn girl, you are a vision." He says to me.

I laugh and run to give him a hug. "Hey there," I say.

I can feel Eric behind me and turn to see him.

"I guess I don't need to introduce you two?" I ask.

Eric moves in to give Alcide one of those one arm man hugs.

"Good to see you, man." Eric says.

Alcide laughs. "When Jason told me that you two met, I knew my final chance of having this sunflower on my arm was over."

I look at Eric to make sure he didn't take Alcide seriously. The look confused me but I will talk to him later.

"So, I hear you are out from under?" Alcide says.

I nod. "It's going to hit the fan, but yeah."

"Well, then I think it's time for a celebration." Alcide says.

The next hour is spent drinking and talking to our friends.

We are all in the VIP room getting away from the noise for a few minutes. I'm on the otherside of the room talking to Tara and Amelia about dresses she is designing for us when I see a long legged redhead walk into the room.

I've never seen her before and wonder who she knows.

She looks around the room and lands on the group of men diagonal to us. She walks right up to Eric, spins him around and plants a kiss right on his lips.

I have no idea what go into me. I head across the room. I see nothing but her lips on my man.

I stop not a foot away from them as Eric pushes her away.

"You want to keep you skanky hands off my man?" I ask her.

She looks at me and then at Eric. She lets out a laugh that sounds like a chicken being choked.

"Oh Eric," she laughs. "You found a new toy?"

"Sophie," he says, "this is Sookie."

I look at her as she takes in the sight of Eric pulling me closer to him.

Her laugh stops almost instantly.

"You have got to be kidding me?" She says not looking at me at all.

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