AN: I just want to take this moment to thank my reviewers, alerters, and favoriters. You guys rock out with the great GP out! With that said I just want to inform you all that this is a continuation of Eric's POV starting on the 21st or the day Sookie comes to Fangtasia to get a job. Onnnnnn with the shooooowboat!

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November 21, 1999

Fangtasia Parking lot - Shreveport, Louisiana 6:33 p.m.

The corvette dealership has been giving Bobby the run-a-round for two weeks. I am beginning to become angry. You would think that if someone pays CASH for a 150 thousand dollar automobile that they would concede to my goddamn fucking wishes. Yesterday Bobby spent three hours on the phone with Dynatone! getting the paint chip color correct. Finally between two different paints we matched the color. HRF-221 which is a Horrod Flat and Firethorn red pearl 2701 (Hey it has to be flashy I have an image to uphold.) $410.00 later and a fuck-loathesome amount of time on the phone the paint was ordered. Now the dealership says that changing the manufacturer (white) will void my warranty. HELL-fucking-O I paid cash I don't give two shits about their flimsy paper contractual agreement. Bobby assured me that everything was going to pan out now that we had the paint issue squared away.

Low-and-behold tonight I rise to a frantic voice-mail saying that the dealership refuses to use paint that was not purchased from the dealership (cock sucking leeches and they call me a bloodsucker). So Bobby spent another 3 ½ hours contacting body shops from here to New Orleans. My poor day man is getting a huge bonus for his dedication and loyalty the two things that I respect above all others.

After another voice-mail he said that he found a reputable in Bon Temps that can do the work for almost half of what the dealer was going to charge me. Trey Dawson a ware whose family is indebted to me for gambling debts would be more than happy to do it in exchange for monies paid on his uncle's books. Finally I am one happy vampire in a round-a-bout way we killed two birds with one stone.

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Fangtasia office – Shreveport, Louisiana 6:45 p.m.

"Bobby I don't care what it costs get that salesman to contact the dealers I want that car BLOOD red", I bellowed into my cellphone. 'Motherfucker run-a-round after run-a-round with these douche bag assholes. Refuse to transport my fully paid for fully loaded car to the damn shop. Anymore of this and I will have to renig on my mainstreaming efforts in less than 24 hours and kill about 40 people at this rate.'

My fabulous enhanced senses smell someone here who isn't Ginger. 'Lets investigate like Scooby and the gang.' Using vampire speed I run past the female and stand behind her in the hallway and breath on her neck. There I see the most ethereal beauty not unlike my Pamela. In a laced voice I say, "might I help you miss.." In shock and awe she stands before me mouth agape and it is an utter turn on. Straining her neck to see my face with the most bewitching southern accent she stammers, "St..Stackhouse, Sookie Stackhouse."

I smirk at her reaction to my appearance, but her beauty has done me in I have found my charming Southern Belle. Manners, grace, and statuesque attractive looks she is the reason that I relocated to the South and I have found her. I must have this captivating creature. Giving myself a metal shake, "ah Miss Stackhouse how can I assist you this evening?" placing double entendre in my voice on assist she shuttered openly. Then my belle informs me that she was looking for Ginger to give her an application. 'WHAT THE FUCK? A waitress?' Unable to hide my skepticism, "you are here to apply for a job at my establishment?"

A mere moment ago she was calm collected and riveted to my gaze and now she is as shy and demure as a butterfly stuttering a simple, "y..yes" answer magnificent. With a demeanor cooler than an iceberg in Antarctica I ask her for her documentation.

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With slow jerky movements she hands me the paperwork. The calm collected facade is back when she thanks me. Of course I do not give a name so when she stops mid-sentence and expects my manners to shine they are brilliant. "Northman, Eric Northman." With my introduction in place I scan the pages of her application. Impeccable script bubbly and full of loops fills the pages. They say that you can learn a lot about a person by their handwriting. Judging from this I have hit the jackpot with Sookie Stackhouse. Complimenting her on her skills I say, "your experience is quite extensive and impressive for a waitress."

I bid her to follow me into my office brushing past her purposely making contact with her cleavage. "Please have a seat." I used my vampire reflexes to fold into my chair in a seductive manor making sure to show her my impressive assets. An almost inaudible moan escaped her throat I was pleased to know I had the same effect on her libido that she was tormenting me with.

"I see that you live in Bon Temps and were employed at Merlotte's Bar and Grill ran by a Sam Merlotte until today." 'Interesting I wonder of she knows the nature of her ex-boss that vile stinking shifter.'

She exhaled in a rush, "yes I quit earlier today due to personal differences." 'Wonder if he came out of the doghouse to her? Although it seems unlikely if she is here job hunting.'

"Personal differences? Might I ask what the issue was?"

She started with the oddest of beginnings stating that it was a vampire issue. 'Where did this angel come from?'

I didn't hold my my laughter she was snarky and apparently this goddess is deadly with her serving tray. I have the hardest time believing that this 125 pound woman beat a man unconscious. When she explained further the reason he was a weasel I burst forth in another fit of laughter causing her to blush. All that blood so close to the surface of her skin caused me to have an instant perma-boner (it isn't hard really I can go from dusk til dawn with no break) but never insta-hard with no other stimulation.

'I am vexed.' I commented, "What a beautiful shade on you Miss Stackhouse." 'Oh Gods she blushed deeper. Oh innocence.' I immediately apologized but made note to cause her to blush often in the future.

Still not understanding completely I was still wondering what this "vampire" issue was so I asked, "so, beating a customer senseless with your tray is the reason you quit?"

She explained that she heard the man talking shit about vampires. I was getting more tense wither her story as she recounted it for me in vivid detail. The shifter called us "charming evil incarnate" how generous of the DOG! She is so animated and sincere. Sticking up for us when she has never met one with conviction. I couldn't keep my facial features in check and smiled at her innocence. SHIFTER belittle her for her beliefs what a bigot. I can see why she lost her temper there is a spitfire under that prim facade.

I was trying to process all the information that she had relayed, and suddenly the flower wilted. Her heart rate accelerated she almost sounded like a humming bird. For a split second I was unsure how to react. Gathering my wits about me I scooped her up and laid her out on my couch. I dashed into the employee restrooms to get a compress for her forehead.

Almost instantly as I applied the cloth she woke up. She was disoriented and a bit confused asking weakly what happened. Looking at her quizzically I informed her that she had fainted.

"Is this a common occurrence?"

still out of it she told me that she can't hear me I began to get worried that she had damaged her hearing. I asked her louder but she laughed at me.

"I'm sorry I should have been more clear, I mean I can't hear your thoughts Mr. Northman."

Bowl me over taking time to process this information is harder and harder this night. In my office is a Southern Belle telepath? As calm as I could muster I asked, "you mean you are a telepath?"

Reaching out to stroke my cheek she says, "I am telepathic." As her wrist snakes past my nose I get a whiff of unexpected sweetness. What is this goddess and I asked her. Playing coy she tells me she is a backwoods barmaid. Is she serious?

"If you are telepathic why are you here looking for a job as a waitress?"

Huffing at me she says, "this curse I have doesn't pay bills Mr. Northman."

CURSE? Is she vapid? This is a gift I could train her use her and have her bless Odin! I offer her a position under me (haha I am on fire or is that just my loins?) She asks me for a moment alone.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Gin and tonic please."

I hurry from the room and make my way to the bar. Longshadow is stocking the displays with alcohol. He is surprised to see me out front. Every night he causes my bullshit meter to sound the alarm. He is being secretive and I will find out his dysfunction. Not worrying to bother the Indian I make the drink myself and hurry back to the office to deliver the drink. She shocks me with the speed in which she drains it.

Before I have a chance to move she wants to play a game of 20 questions. I tell her to feel free I will answer.

"Why would you want to hire me as a telepath and not as a needed waitress?"
"Sookie your skill is rare and valuable. There are many that would want you for your ability."
"I have a hard time believing that, I spent most of my childhood hiding in fear because of the way that people treated me and acted towards me."
"Those people are close-minded bigots. If you would have had the proper environment growing up no one would have treated you with such disrespect."
"I am not sure that invading peoples thoughts is more though Eric. I guess we are on a first name basis."
"Sookie the revelation is going to cause backlash and some humans are going to HATE vampires as you have already seen cause great harm. If you read them we could stop or prevent attacks such as the one that Mr. Weasel carried out."

As I finish explaining the reasons she begins to cry. Panic tears mayday! Danger Will Robinson Danger! "What's the matter little one?"

Not knowing what to do I took a page from my fast history and scooped her up like my mother would do to me when I was very young. I sat back in the spot that she had just vacated. I placed us in a sitting spooning position. I am a cuddler don't knock it. I'll rip out your spleen and feed it to your dog or the shifter which ever I find first. I tried to comfort her the best I could without the onset of an erection in her back. It was more difficult than you can imagine having her warm figure so close to me in this intimate embrace. Finally when I was about to give up that she would ever smile again her sobs turned to silence punctuated my hiccups.

Finally she said, "Eric when I said I heard Mr. Weasel I meant I read his thoughts and he had chained a vampire to a table and staked him laughing as he turned to ash."

Unable to remain still threw my rage and afraid that I would hurt my delicate creature I placed her back into the cushions of the couch and stalked to the other end to see her face hoping it would calm my beast."Sookie if you saw this man again could you identify him?"

"Yes she said with utmost confidence."

"Sookie this is what I was saying about your worth. You can help us prevent these attacks and solve problems before they arise."

"Eric if I work with you am I going to be in danger?"
"It is a possibility why do you ask are you afraid of me little one?"
"No, not of you but I don't want to be used, and passed around. You said that my disability is a rare one."
"Sookie I am sheriff of this aria and 1000 years old." she gasped in sheer surprise.

"I only answer to one person Sophie-Anne the Queen of Louisiana."

"I can offer you my protection form the supernatural world there are not many of any Vampire in the united states older than myself. If you take this job I can insure your safety." There was a knock on the door.
"Enter Pam."
"Master."
"Aren't you sweet?" 'Yes, and pure my child hit the coffin nail on the head.'

"Not really." 'Kitty has claws!'

"Pamela" 'Oh, that child of mine snarky little bitch it's a good thing she is loyal 100%.'

"Sorry Master. There are about 14 women in the hall waiting for an interview."

"I haven't finished this interview Pam." Taking a sideways glance at Sookie she leered, "She wants to be a waitress here? Eric I can smell her scent on you her sexual skills won't help her serve a drink."

"Pam she fainted and was crying I comforted her." 'I want to do much much more, but she is delicate and has to be handled as such. Sometimes I think my child can read my thoughts. Maybe she has lied to me all this time and she is the telepath.'

"Master did you take your cock out and ask her to service you? It wouldn't be the first time a woman has fainted at the sight of it." Sookie's human sensibilities were shining threw she was as red as my beloved car.

"Pamela now you will interview those women as punishment for your loose tongue and insinuating that I am less than noble. Miss Stackhouse is far more than a common fangbanger."

"Yes Master." 'Good Gods I have raised a monster. Maybe I wasn't so good in the uptake of Godric's teachings after all damn that girl is going to cause some chaos one night!'

"I am sorry Sookie my child is crass sometimes she was having too much fun taunting me to smell your virtue."

"Yy..you can smell my virginity?"

Laughing I replied, "Yes Sookie you are as pure as the driven snow." I lied now she was as red as my car before she might have had the shade of synthetic blended bloods.

"Do not be embarrassed little one there is nothing to be ashamed of."

"Eric my virtue isn't the cause of my embarrassment it is the fact that you can smell it."

"You smell delicious I just wanna bite you, fuck you and rub myself all over you."

"You stop that right now buster I am a lady and you will speak to me as such." 'I knew that she wanted me to feel bad at this very moment. I am a good actor another one of those famous Eric Northman skills! I can look ashamed with the best of them.'

"Mr, Northman I would like to accept your job offer as a telepath but I have a condition."
Quirking an eyebrow, "You have conditions for me little one?"
"Yes I would like it if anyone that I "Interview" is handled by the proper authorities. I can't imagine vampires have much use for human laws."
"Sookie you are asking a man of my position to place faith in human authorities?" "Why yes I know that forensic science is the main reason for the reveal is it not? Those forensic analysts are authorities."
"Very well little one I will turn offenders over to the proper law enforcement agency."

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