A/N: I have decided that Sookie's chapter on private information is too much for me to try to process as a man and a vampire. I am not sure that I could do it even if he was only one and not the other. You are going to have to forget virgin ESN from EPOV. I am sorry if this disappoints anyone, but remember we have two awesome ass lemons from the Vikings POV.

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Apartment 4D – Shreveport, Louisiana 2:45 p.m.

Holy shit. I can't believe I slept the day away like that. I guess losing your virginity to a plundering Viking and staying awake for more than 20 hours can really cause a girl to need her beauty sleep. I sighed as I remembered the events from the night before.

Stepping gingerly from my high four poster I realized just which muscle groups you don't use waiting tables. The pain was delicious. My first time was something that you would see on the silver screen. Al bet I was missing the warmth of my chosen, but his skills make up for the minimal things that he lacks.

I was beginning to wonder what on earth I had done then night before as reality reared its ugly head. If only for a moment. I pushed the negative thoughts away not waiting to taint my memories or the actions. I may not know Eric as well as I should by human standards – when did I start using words like human to associate people? - What. The. Fuck. But who can really know a vampire in the first place. They guard their personal actions and thoughts like they are King Midas' gold. I could have waited a decade and I might still be just in the dark about Eric as I am today. Why waste time? He will live forever. I. Will. Not. At least I don't believe I will at this point. Women have the distinct right as a woman to change their minds as they do underwear.

I became aware suddenly that I had stood up but not actually made it anywhere my thoughts had weighed me down. I felt as it I should be placing more emphasis on these actions, and yet I felt the more I thought about them the more they seemed right. For who knows what tomorrow might bring and it could be my last. Who wants to die a virgin? One thing is for certain now I won't befall that fate.

I worked my way to the bathroom. A long soak would ease the soreness that seems to be imitating from every cell in my body. I expected to feel different, I just hadn't realized the difference was in my muscles. Turning on the faucet I added jasmine oil to the water. As I sank into the heavenly warmth the tension immediately eased from my body it seemed to flow directly out of my hands and feet.

Last night I had told some very gruesome facts of my past to a person that I have known less than a week. And he didn't run screaming into the night as I would have expected. Although I still have a nasty secret that I may never share. Men in general act different to damaged and broken females. The only person alive that knows these details is Gran and possibly Hadley. I am unsure if that nasty ol' coot did anything to her and if he did she probably wonders the same about me.

In some way the events of last night healed part of my soul. Eric's caring about the pain and the gentle way in which he handled me made it better. He was the leader, but I was in control. He made sure that I always knew. He never faltered or rushed me. He prepared my body and my mind for the things that were coming. For that I will always be grateful.

I was broken out of my musings by tepid water and pruned skin. Draining the tub as I stood and wrapped myself in a towel. I realized that I was physically and emotionally drained. Far too much to do anything else. With the towel still around my body I collapsed on the bed and covered up. After all today was the last day of my vacation. The last thing I remembered for quite a few hours was the chiseled face of a certain Viking.

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"Lover, wake now. It is time to wake.", he said against my lips as he kissed me into consciousness.

"Mmm. I thought I was dreaming of you here with me."

"Did you sleep all day Lover?"

"Most of it. I got up at about three and took a bath and came back to bed."

"Splendid. I am glad to see you are relaxing."

"Eric, what are you doing here anyway?"

"I can not stay away. I knocked on your door, but you did not answer so I flew to the window and let myself in. I watched you for as long as I dared, but you were so beautiful with your hair spread on the pillow, that I could not help but kiss your sweet lips."

"There are those iceberg melting words again Viking. Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Is it working?"

I giggled into his mouth as he kissed me again, "Maybe, but I am not sure if I am capable of being plundered at the moment."

"Oh, I am sure that you are more than capable, but I have mastered the art of sway little one. If you are so in need of persuasion."

In feign innocence I said, "What ever will I do? A gorgeous man broke into my house and is trying his damnedest to have his way with me?"

"Do not play with fire Dear one you are tempting me. I never back down from a challenge."

"Who said I was playing?"

He growled into my ear as he sucked it between his lips. I moaned into the night as he flicked his tongue into the recess behind my ear. He was staring over me his eyes dark with lust and need. I wanted to give. Something about him made me want to never refuse. I was having a hard time controlling my breathing. He snaked his hand under the covers and found me naked under his touch. He grazed over my breast, down my stomach, and stopped when he reached my thighs.

"Open for me kära en [dear one]."

I spread my legs apart and hissed as he stroked my nub. All of my focus was on the pleasure that I was receiving. More I wanted more. He dipped a finger into my already sopping wet core and I was enthralled. Looking into his eyes I was begging for him to take me.

"Tell me what you want. Tell me."

I was having a hard time forming words and finally, "More everything I want everything."

Suddenly I was on all fours in the middle of the bed. The warm night air hit my skin and I was awash in his power. I felt his chest on my back as he leaned over me to reach my most sensitive of areas. Kneading and grinding his palm into my sex as his fingers worked double time to drive me over the edge. Mews and pants escaped my mouth. Just as my orgasm hit he grabbed a handful of my hair and thrust into me. I cried out in delight. I was whole. He was made for me and me only. His strokes were languid. In to the hilt out to the tip. Before I could feel the loss of him he was filling me again. He had one hand wound in my locks and the other on my ass cheek. I rested my weight on my elbows and shuddered at the new sensation the new position of body created.

"Sookie, Fuck!"

I reached between my legs and stroked myself. I was on a delicious high. My fingers made contact with his cock and he growled, "Again do it again."

I was working myself in to a frenzy and with every pass I would flutter across his manhood in light feathery strokes. He was possessed. Slamming into me like a wild animal. I was euphoric. He was right it was better. There was nothing but the two of us. I felt the burn low in my stomach and began to meet him thrust for thrust. Unable to maintain my position I fell forward but never hit the mattress. Eric had spun us so that I was riding him. He placed both hands on my hips and lifted me in a feverish pace. "Eric Eric Eric" I was chanting as if it were a prayer.

I wanted to come. "Bite me. Please bite me."

He pulled me forward and suckled my breast as soon as his fangs broke the skin the light shimmered behind my eyes and I was lost. Lost to feeling. Lost to sensations. Lost to myself. My body heaved and bucked and I felt as if I were drowning in a pool of fire. His cool juices mixed with mine and he was shouting my name and something in a language that I didn't understand. It was then I realized that I had the same effect on him. The aftershocks just kept building and I never wanted to loose this feeling. He stilled under me and let me feel. When they stopped he withdrew from me and rolled me on my side and locked his arms and legs around me.

"Goddess, you are a goddess. Make no mistake you are the best I have ever had."

"I bet you say that to all the girls. Mr. Northman."

"No, Dear one I don't. You are mine. Made for me."

I had just thought those similar words moments ago and I believed with all my heart that he spoke nothing but the truth. We lay in silence and just enjoyed the bliss.

"Sookie I want you to meet someone. Will you?"

I was startled out of nothingness at the unexpected break in conversation.

"Who?"

"My maker, Godric. He is special to me as your Gran is to you."

"I would be honored to meet the man that made you Eric."

"This pleases me greatly. He has expressed the want to meet you as well. He is like no other. He is my father, my brother, and my son. Just as I am those things to him. I can't put into words what he means to me."

"Where is he darling?"

"About now I would say that he is at the club. My sister Cleo and Godric relocated to my area and are staying with me. I changed many things to protect him. Usually I live alone. The nest life isn't something that I enjoy. But my maker has done many things for me over the centuries that warrant this change. I am at peace with him near me. Just as I am at peace near you little one."

"You changed your whole life for your family?"

"Yes, it is our way. Vampires first. And in my existence no vampire compares to my maker. The same goes for Pam. No existence compares to mine."

"We have that in common then. None compares to Gran. She is my everything. Jason is my brother. But she understands. She is my mother, and my father, my friend, and my sister. There is nothing I could tell her that would make her think less of me."

"Why are you sad little one?"

"I was just thinking of the past it is nothing important."

"I beg to differ. My bullshit meter is reading a false."

"I don't want to talk about it. You may see me different and I don't want to ruin this." I said gesturing between us.

"Sookie nothing you say to me will make me view you any different than I do now. You are part of me. In my 1000 years I have done terrible things. I am positive that whatever it is can not be different than the worst I have executed."

I knew in my heart he would never drop this. If I refused to tell him it would eat at both of us and change everything anyway. I had to bite the bullet and confess. Tears silently streamed down my cheeks as I hesitated. I took several steadying breaths. My emotions were on haywire setting. Fear, longing, pain, disgust, loss, I was unsure if the loss I was feeling was one of innocence or the one that I was about to suffer. I just knew he would recoil from me. I took one last look at the happiness I was loosing and spilled out in a rush.

"When I was nine I was molested. It lasted for years. I told my parents and they did not believe me. They thought I had an over active imagination. After they were killed it continued when he came to visit. He would wait until he could use an excuse to have Gran leave me alone in the house with him. He never penetrated me as you know. But he would touch me. The worst part of it was I knew it would happen before it did. Or I could hear the awful things that he was thinking. The last time it happened he sent gran to the store. She forgot her wallet and came back sooner than he expected. She didn't catch him doing anything. But I was on the couch crying. He had always told me that if I told he would kill me and I believed him. I read in his mind what he would do. She wouldn't give up on what the issue was much like you. Finally through the tears and the anguish I told her everything. She was outraged. She grabbed a shotgun and ordered him from the property. He was banned from ever setting foot near any of us again. I had always wondered why she did that. He was her brother. I think now in retrospect he must have done something to her. But I never asked and I do not want to know."

He was tense and full of anger. I knew that he was going to get up and walk out and I would never see him again. He was silent for longer than I liked.

"Say something", I said through my tears.

He sat up and pulled me into his lap. I melted into his embrace. Nothing changed. Nothing I felt relief was over me. I was sure so sure that I was doomed to be alone. He didn't say a word as I poured my grief into his chest.

"Sookie I can feel you blame yourself. You did nothing wrong dear heart. You were a tiny girl. You could not fight him. Let it go."

His words brought a new wave of sadness and tears. I cried for so long that the only thing left was hiccups. He ran his hands along my arms and back soothing away the years of shame that I had buried.

"Is he still alive?"

"Yes, but I have no desire to have anything to do with him. None."

"I would never subject you to such trauma. You have endured enough at the hands of evil."

"Thank you for listening to me. And for not running away. I was so sure that you would look at me is something wrong."

"Sookie, I must tell you that isn't what I was expecting. But I tell you that your fears are unfounded. I will never leave you. Unless you order me away. And even then I may not be able to let you go. I was going to ask if you would like to go to the club, but I think that we just need a peaceful night in. You can meet Godric and Cleo another time."

"I want to go. I have dealt with this for along time. I feel much better knowing that you know. I almost told you last night. But I was afraid. So very afraid."

"Never doubt my intentions. You are mine dear one. I will protect you with everything I am. Tell me anything. I will listen to you as if your words were my final breath. There is no need to fear me in any way."

I tried to wiggle free from his embrace. He held me tighter to him. It was a useless endeavor. I just stayed wrapped in his arms. At one point he was squeezing me so hard it was hard to take a full breath. I said nothing I did nothing. The tighter he held me the more safe I felt. I needed to feel that and he knew it. Without any warning he floated into the bathroom and started the water running with me still encased in his arms.

"You can put me down."

"I don't think I will. I will hold you. It makes me feel connected to you. I crave it. I have you now you are never getting away my Lover."

He situated us in the tub much in the same fashion as last night. The warm water made little ripples as he moved about cleaning me. I pulled my knees to my chest and rested my head on them as he washed my back. I was longing to look in his eyes. I wanted to know something anything about him. He has never pushed me so I will show the same courtesy.

He drained the tub and wrapped me in another towel. At this rate I was going to need to do a load of laundry. He scooped me up and carried me to the bed. He only let me go to rummage for some clothes. He plucked so undergarments from the dresser and continued his hunt in the closet.

He sat with me on the end of the bed and dressed me. When he placed the bra straps on my shoulders he chuckled to himself.

"I never imagined that I would be putting this on you I am always wanting to rip them off of your body."

He slipped a dress over my head and stood me up in between his legs and smoothed it out. He placed my hands on his shoulders and lifted my legs one at a time to place my panties on. When they were around my hips he pulled me forward and placed a kiss on my cheek.

"All dressed dear one. Let me get dressed and I will brush your hair."

He was dressed in the blink of an eye and leading me to the chaise in the living room. He sat with me between his knees and hummed to himself as he worked the brush through my hair. I thought he was done but I felt him section off the follicles and manipulate them into an intricate french braid.

I stood and smiled at him. I was amazed. This man could be brutal. He was showing me a tender side of him that I may never have known or ever understand. I was delighted that he would show himself to me in this light. I stepped into my shoes and he ushered me out the door. I thought he was going to carry me down the stairs, but he just laced his fingers with mine and we walked hand in hand to his Corvette.

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Fangtasia Office – Shreveport, Louisiana 12:25 a.m.

"Pamela get Godric and show him to my office. Keep Cleo occupied for the time being. Let her sit on the throne or something."

I was excited. I wanted to see the man that made Eric. I imagined him to be handsome and brave. The same qualities that the Viking possessed. The man that entered the office was not what I was expecting. He was more. Much more. He exudes power from his every pore. They say in cheesy movies that danger is my middle name. If he had one I am positive it would have been Danger! I wasn't frightened of him, but I should have been. He looked like a man child. He was 16-18 when he was turned and I know that gave his victims false hope, and he had used this to his advantage many times over his centuries on this earth.

Eric bowed his head and spoke, "Father this is Sookie. Sookie this is Godric."

"Pleased to meet you Sir." I sat on the couch and they followed my movements.

"Enchanting she is as you say Eric. She shows no fear."

"Why should I be afraid. I know that I am protected. Eric is yours and I am his. Therefor it would be a wasted effort."

"She speaks only truths. Sookie I am honored to make your acquaintance. My son tells me many things about you. Hopefully I can shed some light in his direction. Does he tell you of himself?"

"No, Sir, but he has never pushed me to tell him anything. I would like to show him the same respect. If he wants me to know I am positive that he will tell me. On the other-hand if you are in a story telling mood I will listen."

He laughed a boisterous laugh, "I have begun to see what you mean Eric. She is bewitching."

I blushed, "Thank you."

"So tell me Sookie does Eric make you happy? I have been quite melancholy with out him."

"Most definitely. He has told me that he is much happier that you are here with him as well."

"You spoke of me?"

"Briefly when he asked if I would like to meet you. I thought that it was only fair since I have invited him to meet my Gran. Plus I have to say that you make me curious. Since the night we met I have been at a loss to know what to expect from your son. Meeting the teacher may give me great insight."

"You are so wise. For the longest time we were attached at the hip. He stayed with me almost four centuries until the call took him to make his own way."

"Eric might I speak with her alone? I promise nothing will befall her."

"As you wish master. Just call for me when you are ready for me to return."

He got up and left the office quiet as a mouse. The only sound that registered his departure was the click of the closing door.

"There now I feel better. He was watching us like a hawk."

"Ha ha I know his gaze is intense."

"Eric tells me that you are telepathic. Do you have any idea how you obtained this talent?"

"Not in the slightest. I am the only one in my family with such a trait."

"Might I see your wrist? I will not bite I just want to smell it. One of my gifts is blood detection."

I held out my arm and he wrapped his tiny fingers around my wrist and lowered his head. I shivered as his nose touched my skin. He drew a deep breath and held it for a moment.

"Most interesting. You are far from a mere human. This may come as a shock to you but you are part fae. Royal fae to be exact."

I stammered, "Fairy Royalty? Are you positive."

"My senses never lie. It is several generations back otherwise you would be in mortal danger to my kind but as it stands you are just sweet. They must not know of your existence or they would have removed you far earlier than now. However this is not the origin of your telepathic abilities. You may never know where it started."

"Thank you for using your gift and telling me. It is a great thing that you have given me."

"Think nothing of it child. I would like to ask you some questions. Nothing intrusive just I am curious about you as you have been about me. I am not nearly as patient as you are with Eric."

"I have been informed that you can not read vampire minds. Although I think that if you trained yourself you would be able to just as you do humans. This training would also help you block them if you wanted. I have brought trouble to my son's doorstep. I was wondering if you might help us get to the bottom of the situation that we are facing?"

"I like not being able to read you. Vampires are my solace in a world of perpetual noise. Although I do see your reasoning I will think about that further before I give you an answer. And as far as helping I will do anything I can to help you. Eric is beginning to mean so much more to me I would be devastated if anything should happen to him. What do you need for me to do?"

"At this point in time I need more information from my daughter. Cleo is the cause of this. She assures me that it is minor, but I feel that it is much much worse than she is actually telling. When I have more information I will certainly impart it to you. Exactly how is it that you feel for Eric?"

"I am not sure how to put it into words he makes me feel whole if that makes any sense whatsoever."

"I believe I understand you perfectly. It is exactly how he completes me. This makes me light hearted I was sure he was going to be a wanderer for his entire being. I can only fulfill so many of his needs. He does not understand the way he feels about you. You must help him see past the things that he does not want to accept. I can only help him so far. The rest will be up to you."

"I will try. I want him to feel for me as I feel for him. Although I am not sure that I can make him see anything."

"Have no fear it will all come about in a way that none of us can imagine. Your pure heart is something I have never seen in all of my centuries on this earth and I have been around twice as long as my Eric."

"2000! you are 2000 years old?"

"Yes. My existence was beginning to mean little. Now I feel that I will be here much longer than I expect. Great things are coming. And my sole purpose was to create Eric. Just as yours was to meet him and love him. I am full of want. To know what might be coming."

"Godric you can't mean that it would crush Eric if anything were to happen to you. Do not be foolish. Stay."

"I will not leave dear one until it is my time. And it is not now. Have no fear. I will be here. Know this you belong with Eric. Just as I do."

I was on the cusp of exhaustion. How I am not sure. I slept like a log all day. But I am wary.

"Godric will you tell me something of yourself? I care not what you choose. I just want to know something no matter how trivial."

"I will tell you something extraordinary. Over the many centuries I have been known by thousands of monickers. One such monicker was Gaius Julius Caesar. The many wars that I had lead the Romans to fight had put me in great poverty. I lead four legions into battle against Gaul. The army had fought against three million men in the course of the Gallic Wars, of whom 1 million died, and another million were enslaved. 300 tribes were subjugated and 800 cities were destroyed. Almost the entire population of the city of Avaricum was slaughtered. In my long life everything ends in death. And I feel that I have wronged too many."

"Oh, Godric you did what needed to be done. I do understand your remorse though. It means that you are not above fault. Don't you see, I said with tears in my eyes, Eric is your redeemer."

"How is it that we are so lucky to have met one such as you. You are all the forgiveness that I will ever need. Enough tears lets call Eric back you are tired. You need rest."

Before the words left his lips Eric had me in his lap drying my tears with his thumb. Godric stood in front of me and knelt on bended knee.

"On all that I have or have ever been I swear my fealty to Sookie Stackhouse. She is the Queen of pure of heart."

He looked into my eyes the entire time he spoke and I was befuddled. I was unsure of what this meant but it was huge, and outrageous. Eric had a look of pure shock written on his face and I knew then everything had changed. He stood slowly and bowed to me before he slipped out of the office.

"Lover what did you say to him? I have never seen him swear fealty ever and never to a human."

"Well umm..he said that I am not merely human. And he told me some shocking things about my blood, and then we spoke about you for a little while. He told me about his time as Gaius Julius Caesar and the Gallic Wars. He said that he did not deserve to live or forgiveness for the death that he has caused millions. I argued with him and said that he most definitely did deserve it and that you were his redeemer. And then you were back. And you saw the rest."

"Fascinating. What is this about your blood?"
"Well he said that I am a descendant of fairy royalty. And that the fairy blood makes me taste sweeter."

"I knew that you had fairy blood but the royalty thing comes as a shock to me. Did he say who?"
"No, just royalty. And that they must not know I exist. Oh and he asked for my help in regards to your sister. I told him I would help when he figured out the problem."

"I never would have asked you to help Lover this could put you in harms way."

"Yes, but in turn you are in harms way, so I am involved. Like it or not I will help."

"Do not concern yourself with my safety."

"It is much too late for that. Godric told me that his main reason to exist was to create you and mine was to meet you and love you. He said that I belong to and with you just as he does."

"What did you mean about me being his redeemer?"

"I believe that Godric thinks of himself as pure evil. You were sent to him to show him that he does have another side. Just as I was sent to you for the same purpose."

"You two had quite the talk. How did it come about that he told you about being Caesar?"

"I asked him to tell me something of himself and that is what he chose. I think he picked a gruesome detail in order to scare me, but it had the opposite affect. By the time he finished speaking I was overcome with sadness and the tears would not stop. I was sad that he felt he wasn't worth anything. That he felt he should be punished. During times of great turmoil you must do things that are awful. He did as he had to do. Nothing more nothing less. All that requires is forgiveness."

"He is right you are the Queen of the pure of heart. I now understand why he knelt to you. As I should. If you believe that I can be forgiven for the things that I have done. You should be worshiped."

"No, that is just how it is. God DOES NOT punish."

"Let us take you home. You can meet Cleo another time. I would rather figure out what she has done before I introduce you just in case her punishment requires that she is finally dead."

"Can't you help her?"

"I am sure that I can. Although that doesn't mean that she must not face what she has done."

He held me closer in his arms as he stood. I was groggy. I think I was asleep before he placed me in the car.

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