I was sleeping in my bed, when I woke up. I guess Eric brought me home last night after I freaked out.

I checked if he had undressed me after my brains started to work properly; I slowly lifted my cover and noticed that I was still wearing that Pam's clothing. I looked ridiculous. I felt like I still had blood over me.

I hated that feeling, so I decided to shower before work. I wasn't feeling really pretty today so I just dressed in my work clothes; white Merlotte's t-shirt and black shorts. I was too tired to really do anything to my hair so I just put them into a ponytail.

Before I could leave my bedroom, I noticed that someone had left a note in my nightstand. It said:

Dear, Sookie

I was going to get rid of Pam's clothes of you and wash you. But somehow I know that you wouldn't appreciate it, would you?

I'll see you tonight. I told you yesterday, but I think I you were pretty out of it.

P.s I'm sorry about your cat. I guess the killer in Bon Temps cut her head and took it with him, because I couldn't find it. I cleaned it up, so don't worry.

Eric

"What can I get you?" I asked Andy Bellefleur.

"Your boss around?" he asked me.

"I'll tell him you're looking for him. What can I get you?"

"Don't know, I haven't decided yet," he said.

"Then while you're making up your mind…" I told him as I sat down opposite of him.

"… how about I tell you what you can get for me? I would love whoever's killing off my family's head on a platter. Think you could arrange that for me?" I asked him angrily.

"I don't appreciate your tone, Miss Stackhouse."

"And I don't appreciate of the law enjoying casual lunches while there is a killer trying to hunt me down." Another thing to thank Bill Compton for.

"Did you know he got my house again last night?" I asked him angrily. And killed my cat. If it weren't for Eric, I guess I would have had to witness that too. Like with my grandmother.

"He did?" Andy wondered aloud.

"Yes, and he killed my cat. Cut her head off and took it with him." I don't really think Eric would lie about it. It's not like this is Buffy and Eric is playing poker with cats.

"Jesus," Andy sighed.

"All the station would've done is sent you and you'd still be here acting as though you don't know what you're gonna order even though you always wind up having the cheeseburger," I yelled at him but before I could get more upset Amy came to get his order and told me to go home. Was it too much to ask him to get rid of ONE of the dangerous people on my life? I knew he couldn't do anything about Bill, but he should arrest the human killer, who was murdering people I love.

Maybe I shouldn't have come at work today, but if I called sick every time somebody I loved got murdered I'd never make it in for a day of work.

I bought some alcohol before I went home and before I knew it I was a little tipsy.

"Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
And just one mistake
Is all it will take.
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
Hey, hey, hey
Remember me for centuries," I sang to my bottle and drank it once in a while.

"You really shouldn't sing," I heard a voice saying. Did I tell you that I was worst singer… ever? I looked up and saw that it was no one else than Eric Northman.

"E-Eric What a-are you doing h-here?" I said between hiccups. Maybe I was a little more than tipsy…maybe.

"Didn't you read my note?" I asked me.

"Oh right!"

"I went to you work, but some redhead stuttered that you went home," he told me.

"Arlene," I told him, "Her name is Arlene… She's a little afraid of v-vampires."

"What's wrong, Sookie? Why aren't you at work?"

"Let's see: My first boyfriend is a son of a bitch who only showed me interest because he wanted to give me to some queen, my grandmother and cat died because of said vampire, I killed a vampire and a vampire I started to care about just stood there as the said vampire was going to kill me! You tell me why I would leave work after all that!" I yelled at him and took a gulp of my drink.

"Sookie…"

"I mean… you just stood there and did nothing as he was strangling me to death. Then you just write a casual note to tell me that my cat died!" I yelled and started crying again.

"I apologize and remember that those words don't belong to my vocabulary."

"I am tired of crying all the time, Eric! And I don't believe a word you are saying," I said and was going to take another gulp but Eric pulled the bottle out of my hands. He put it to the closest platform and stood in front of me with those wonderful blue eyes…

"Stop that!" I yelled at him.

"Stop doing what?" he asked me innocently.

"Looking at me with those ocean blue eyes, OK…?"

"You can trust me, my future lover."

"No! And I am not your future lover," I said the last part quietly and he took my hair tie out of my hair.

"Why?" he wondered aloud as he put some of my hair behind my ear.

"B-because you're Eric!"

"And I'm bad—or you want me?" he mocked me.

"Yes. No! I don't trust you. What if I didn't have that silver necklace and stake with me—which you questioned me about by the way? I would be dead that's what! You don't care about me, all you want to do is sleep with me and then get to the next woman."

"That's not true," he told me.

"Yes it is! All I am to you is a challenge. You don't know a thing about me."

"Is that what you want? Me to show you that I care about you? Fine!"

"Fine?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"Fine. I will woo you and when you agree to be mine and you will. I'll stop sleeping with another women and you will be mine and mine alone," he told me .

"Fine!" I yelled at him before we kissed passionately. I am not really sure who started it with but I loved kissing Eric. It felt like spark—in my mouth. That sounded too corny and cliché. Did I just agree to be wooed by Eric Northman. And did he agree to be monogamous when I agreed to be his? I. Am. In. Big. Trouble. Now.

N/A: I wasn't going to write this today, because there wasn't a lot of reviews in last chapter. But I thought that it wouldn't be fair to those lovely people who did.

What do you think about this chapter?

Sookie finally admitted her feelings—and she was drunk :D They are both so damn stubborn. Now Eric just have to prove to Sookie that he is serious and not playing some game. And he doesn't really know a thing about dating HAHA

What do you think will happen?

P.S I added her conversation with Andy because I've kinda been ignoring the whole killer in the town thingy xdd