Eric sat in his hotel room, his back against the headboard, one foot on the floor and the other stretched out in front of him on the bed. Selina had texted him two hours ago about meeting up and he had arrived at their usual Vampire friendly hotel in Shreveport an hour later. He stared half concentrated on the stupid tv program flashing on the wall mounted flat screen. His head snapped to the door as one short knock sounded on it, followed four rapid ones. The Viking smiled getting up and answering it.

"I was starting to think you stood me up, Nena." Eric said, holding the door open and staring at her with a raised eyebrow.

Selina rolled her eyes at him, walking under his arm he was using to hold open the door and dropping down on the bed on her back. "Close the door." she ordered him, staring at the ceiling.

Eric blinked at her over his shoulder a few times then let the door go. He was immediately concerned with her behavior. She never ordered him around when he had done anything to her."What's wrong, Selina?" he asked going and standing before her. "I've never seen you so annoyed."

"Idiots." Selina told him, still staring at the ceiling. "The world is full of idiots."

"You just notice this?" Eric chuckled, sitting next to her.

"No, I've always known it. But I've tried to give people the benefit of the doubt. But they've proved me so wrong, I want to go screaming into the sun." Selina answered, finally turning her head and looking at Eric. "How have you been?"

"Oh, no." Eric shook his head. "You're not turning this around. You always do that, you always tell me a snapshot of what's going on with you, then change the subject. Tell me what the hell you're talking about?"

"It's just," she groaned and rubbed at her eyes. "I've been working on a project for the harmony of humans and Vampires and just when I think it's going to work and humans are going to be, ...'okay, I know they need my blood to survive, but now they have True Blood, I think I can try and be cool with them', ...something fucking happens and it's back to the stone age."

Eric frowned, rubbing her thigh. "You know that humans and Vampires are never going to be friends, not matter how much either side tries. You know that."

"I still wanna try." Selina said. "Is the so wrong?"

"Too many," Eric replied, kissing her. "It is."

"Idiots." She growled against his lips making him laugh.

"Yes, I agree." He said, moving his hand up her thigh and under the hem of her shirt. "But, let's forget them for awhile and focus on what's in this room."

"Gladly." Selina answered, snaking an arm around Eric's neck.

Within minutes the two Vampires were stark naked, their clothing thrown carelessly in several directions in the room. They laid on the bed, Selina straddling Eric's hips as they made out and touched each other. Eric broke their kissed as his knuckles brushed against her sides, he looked up at her, thoughts floating like puffy white clouds in his mind.

"I want to try something." He said.

Selina raised a skeptical eyebrow at him, sitting back. "Such as?" she asked.

"Something different."

"I'm not in the mood to be tortured or babied." Selina told him, walking her first two fingers up his stomach to his chest.

"No, I mean sex wise." Eric answered, taking a hold of her hips and rolling her onto her back then getting up off the bed. "I did this once and I loved it. So, come here." He told her, taking her hand and pulling her up to her feet.

Selina kept a hold of his hand as he led them around the bed and to a chair. She smirked getting the idea as Eric sat down. He smirked back, pulling her into his lap. He positioned her legs right and in a comfortable place. He watched Selina lick and roll her eyes shut and he pushed up into her. She moaned as he settled deep into her body. Her head dropped forward and she took a whiff of Eric's neck and whispered into his ear.

"You know, even by a Vampire's standard," she took the rim of his ear between her teeth and tugged on it lightly before letting it go again. "You're a fucking freak."

Eric roared with laughter at her words. "I'll take that as a compliment."

"You best." Selina answered, leaning forward, almost pulling Eric completely out of her and dropping back. The skin of her butt and his thighs making a dull pop with the connect. Eric's eyes flared wide at the sensations that raced up from the pit of his stomach, over his spine and exploding into his brain. If he hadn't such great control over himself, he would have sworn with that one motion, he had released like fireworks on the fourth of July into her.

"You like that?" Selina asked, pushing up again.

"The hell?" Was all that came out of Eric's mouth.

Selina laughed, dropping herself back down onto his length again. She pressed her hands to his chest, "Just good practice." she told him, picking up the speed that would give an humming bird a headache.

Selina laid on her back in front of the chair she and Eric had sex in, her arms out to the sides and her legs wide open, but her body completely relaxed as she laid there with her eyes closed, mentally deep in her own mind. Eric walked out of the bathroom, having cleaned himself off. He stopped in the bathroom doorway watching Selina lay utterly still on the floor. It was how he left her twenty minutes before. Raising an eyebrow, he walked back into the room.

"Selina?" he called to her, flexing his toes in the short carpet.

She didn't move or make a sound.

"Nena." he called again more firmly.

"Hm?" Was her reply.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Meditating."

"Why?"

"Because I like to meditate after having sex." She replied. "Calms my mind and body again. Does it bother you?"

"No, not in the slightest." Eric answered, sitting down on the bed.

Selina opened her eyes slowly. "Does it bother you that I watch you?" she asked.

"A bit."

"Liar." She snapped, tilting her head back to look at him. "You completely hate it. Makes you feel like a child. Makes you feel..."

"Don't use that word." Eric snapped at her, warningly.

"Weak." She said it anyway.

Eric growled deep into his chest, his blue eyes darkening. "It does, does it make you happy to hear me admit it?"

"No." Selina shook her head. "Being watched like you are, Eric, doesn't make you weak. I don't interfere in any situation I know you can handle and take care of yourself."

"How nice of you." Eric said sarcastically, his lip curling with his anger.

"I'm sorry." Selina told him expressionlessly.

Eric rolled his eyes and laid down. He patted the space next to him. "Lay down with me." he ordered.

"Get staked." Selina answered, closing her eyes and stilling her body again.

"Now!" Eric yelled.

"No, I'm fine here." Selina argued. "You can't make me do what you want without me letting you and I don't wanna lay with you. I wanna lay here. So, get over it."

Eric fisted the sheets underneath him and sat up. "Selina." He voice held a barely stable warning.

"Giving people a nickname is important to you, isn't it, Eric?" Selina asked, slowly.

"What if it is?" Eric snapped, becoming defensive.

"Means you like them enough to give them one." she continued. "Maybe even loved them."

Eric looked down at her, caught off guard. "What are you getting at?"

"You gave me a nickname without actually knowing me for a week." Selina rolled onto her belly and sat up on her elbows. "Why?" Her eyes shined with curiosity.

"I don't know." Eric answered. "It seemed right."

"You tolerate me?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"You like me?"

"Yeah."

Selina paused, locking eyes with him. "You love me?"

Eric stared back at her, his insides fidgety. "Maybe."

"It's a yes and no answer, Eric." She pushed.

"Yes, I love you." He admitted, his eyes turning stone hard and his expressions locking down like Fort Knox. "Does that make you happy?" He snapped.

Selina got up on her knees and walked over to him on them, settling herself between his legs and placing her hands on his thighs. "It does." she answered, kissing him. She groaned hearing her phone go off. Digging through their clothing to find it. "Yeah...Okay...I'll be done in second...bye." was the entire conversation before she hung up and pulled on clothing.

"What now?" Eric asked.

"Chris has an important message for me, I have to go down to him in the garage and get it." she answered, pulling on her shoes. "It won't take me more than five minutes." She told him.

"I'll be here."

Selina raced down to the parking garage and froze in front of her human underling, Chris, who stood at the rear of his car in the dimly light parking garage making him flinch. "What's the message, Christopher?" she asked, fixing her hair.

Chris rubbed his wrists and looked at his feet.

"Chris, I'm busy. Spit it out."

"I got a tip of the radar." Chris answered. "Bill Compton of the Authority has sent out an issue for Mr. Northman's capture."

"Fuck!" Selina snapped Vampire speeding back up to their room. "Eric!" she yelled throwing open the door. She panned the room and looked in the bathroom. But Eric and his clothes were gone. His phone still sat on the bed stand. Selina swore loudly in her native language and raced out of the room to the front desk.

"Uh, uh...Hi, Ms. Volso." The desk clerk whimpered. "Can-can I help you?"

"Did a squad of men come through here?" Selina demanded. "In black, looking like a human swat team?"

"No, not through the front." The clerk shook his head. "They came through a side entrance."

"Show me." Selina said in a low voice.

The clerk nodded, turning a computer monitor for her to see, typing a couple passwords into the right spots, then backing up the security footage to the point where the Authority goons entered and left again with Eric between them.

"Fuck my existence." Selina cursed. "Thank you." she said and Vampire sped out of the hotel and towards New Orleans, Louisiana.