a/n: work was slow as hell, so I wrote another two chapters at my desk. I know bad employee! =P I also didn't spell check because I'm on my way out to a party soon. Happy new year all!

Chapter 5

Am I crazy? I think I am. Who the hell kisses someone who lost their memory and is also their patient? I was getting fired or going to hell for this. I also felt bad for just leaving Eric standing there. I couldn't blame him for his actions. He had no memory to speak of and right now I was the closest friend he had. I should have been the one to step back immediately. But stupid me and my lack of self-control. Well, I only seem to lack self-control around him. In every other aspect of my life it had never been a problem. But Eric just does something to me. He gets my head all twisted around until I have no clue why I shouldn't be spending extra time with him in the first place. He's also an amazing kisser...

Stop! I needed to clear my head. I walked past the front desk and Octavia was still there. I clearly remembered our conversation from earlier. She did not want me near Eric and I just went and did the opposite.

Once I reached the door I stepped outside for a few minutes. There was a small overhang on the roof that sheltered me from the rain. I breathed in the damp summer air and tried to calm down. I doubted Eric would tell anyone what happened and I would put a stop to it now. Therefore my job should be safe and life could return to normal. I just had to explain this to him in a nice way. How was I supposed to say that even though I was insanely attracted to him, things could never happen like that again? It felt a bit like treating him like a child, telling him what was allowed.

I sighed with frustration and headed back inside. Octavia was packing up her things to my surprise.

"Where are you going?" She was supposed to be working the evening shift with me.

"I just got a call from my daughter, she was in a car accident." She packed up her bags and was already hustling to leave.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Is she okay?" I hoped it wasn't anything life threatening.

"I don't know yet, I just know she's in the hospital."

"Ok, well call if you need anything. I'm sure Amelia can pick anything up at your house that she might need tonight." I couldn't offer my own services since I would be at work alone.

Octavia nodded and with that she was out the door. I leaned back against the nearest wall. I wanted to collapse from emotional overload. Then I heard feet padding down the hall and looked up to see Eric coming towards me. He looked concerned.

"Where did your boss go?" I knew he knew her name. But they both seemed to dislike each other. I think Eric only disliked Octavia because he could tell she was wary of him.

"Um, her daughter had an accident, she had to go to the hospital." I felt awkward around him now.

"What are you doing out here?" He was not supposed to be wandering about the building at this hour. It was 8PM by now which meant visiting hours were over and everyone should be settled into their rooms.

"I heard all the commotion. I was curious." He shrugged.

I felt like I owed him an explanation. "Eric listen-"

"No" Well that was abrupt coming from him.

"What? You don't even know what I was going to say." I started heading towards the front desk.

"You were going to say something about before, how you shouldn't have kissed me." Eric was not beating around the bush. "I won't agree with you. I might not remember everything but I can still make my own choices. "

This was crazy! "What if you're actually married? Have kids? Plus I'm you're nurse. I'm not supposed to be kissing my patients Eric. This is complicated."

"Don't you think my wife would have visited me if I had one? Or my children?" Okay he kind of had me there... that was logical.

"That doesn't change the fact the you're a patient here." I was supposed to take care of him and help him heal. End of story.

"I don't care." His eyes were so intense and I realized he had stepped closer during our exchange.

His hand reached for mine and the dim mumble of patients' thoughts completely faded from my mind. It was effortlessly quiet. I wanted to wrap myself up in him and never have to fight for such a simple thing again. However that was just unrealistic.

Eric was still standing dangerously close to me. Should I push him away? Yes. Did I want to? Hell no.

For the first time in a very long time I did not think about what was right or wrong. I thought about what I wanted. So I grabbed the front of his t-shirt and pulled him down to kiss me. Eric did not fight me for a second. Instead he pushed me back against the desk while his lips crashed against mine. I heard some papers fall to the floor and then he picked me up and set me on top of the desk. My legs automatically wrapped around his waist meanwhile my hands were under his t-shirt. His back was just as smooth as it looked that night I found him outside. I could feel his muscles moving beneath his hot skin and started to wonder how bad of an idea it was to just tear his shirt off.

His tongue slid into my mouth and I was done for. I completely gave up on any thoughts of restraint and being logical. One of his hands was tangled in my hair then moved slowly down my side, leaving goose bumps in its wake.

Then I heard screaming.

"Shit" I pushed Eric back enough so I could hop off the desk. Then I made a beeline towards the end of the hall where the yelling was coming from. I could hear him following behind me.

"God damn it! These god damn Yankees keepin' me awake!" I sighed with relief when I saw Mr. Spencer sitting up in bed. He was perfectly fine and there was no one in sight. He was just very upset about another hallucination. I dipped into his mind to try and be sure but it was impossible. His mind was always hazy and his memories broken up into confusing bits. It made me sure he had the dementia the doctors described.

Without being told Eric went back to his room, knowing there was nothing he could do here.

"Mr. Spencer please calm down." It was just going to take a bit for him to unwind.

"You didn't see 'em? They was out there, I'm telling you! Three of 'em walked by my window!" He had also informed me on two occasions that a hooker came into his room and tried to seduce him.

It took awhile but I calmed him down and settled him into bed again. Mr. Spencer would probably forget about all of this nonsense in the morning. I headed back to the front desk and discovered Eric had cleaned up the papers. They all looked neater than before and carefully placed in stacks to the right of the computer. The door to his room was shut but I doubted he was sleeping.

I quickly checked to see if anyone called but there was nothing. I hoped Octavia was okay. I sat down at the computer quickly and decided to do some snooping. After typing in Eric's full name I googled him. Nothing came up for an Eric Northman though. That meant little since you could search my name and nothing would show up. I had no Facebook account so Sookie Stackhouse wouldn't be showing up too easily on the internet. Oh well... it was just an idea to try and find out more about him. I didn't really expect it to pan out.

I wanted to go see Eric again but I got caught up in work. Octavia ended up calling and then Amelia stopped by to pick up some things to bring to her. Her daughter was okay just shaken up and being kept overnight to be on the safe side. Then it was the end of my shift and I was updating Kennedy as she took the computer chair and got out a magazine.

I was tired but my eyes kept straying to the closed door of room 214. I wanted to say bye to him but that would come across as unusual. I never went and said goodbye to my other patients before leaving. With a sigh I grabbed my purse and headed for the door. I had work tomorrow so I would see Eric then.

When I arrived home Iate that night I was still stewing over everything. In one night I received a warning from Octavia, kissed Eric, then went and kissed him again. To top it off I didn't even feel sorry for it. That kind of freaked me out. I was used to following the rules and for the most part agreeing they were right. Yet remembering the feeling of Eric's lips had me forgetting any eerie feelings Octavia might have stirred up. Of course I was still curious about who he was but I was not afraid of him. I don't think it's possible to be afraid of Eric Northman. I could picture him not wanting to kill a bee then taking the time to catch and release it outside. How could Octavia think he was dangerous?

I went to bed and my dreams consisted of Eric and very little clothing. When I woke up in the morning it took me a few seconds to realize it wasn't real and then I just felt disappointed. I headed into the kitchen and Jason was sitting at the table eating. He still treated the house as Gran's and just came in when he pleased. I didn't mind too much. We both grew up here so I didn't expect him to suddenly feel like he had to knock on the door. As long as he did not come barging into my bedroom we were fine.

"Morning Sook" He shoved a spoonful of Lucky Charms into his mouth. Yes sometimes I wanted to eat kid's cereal and be eleven again. Jason did it everyday though. I don't think he knows how to buy cereal that doesn't have a cartoon character on the box.

"Hey" Ah he made coffee! I quickly poured myself some. "You off to work soon?"

"Yep I gotta meet Hoyt. His truck broke down so I'm giving him a ride. You know he still wants to ask you out right?" Normally Jason did not want me going on any dates. But Hoyt was one of his best friends and also one of the nicest guys either of us knew.

"I know, but... I just don't see him that way." I shrugged and hoped Jason would be off to work soon. Hoyt was sweet and cute but once again I could hear his thoughts. That made him not an option.

"Sure you don't even wanna give him a chance? You're not seeing anyone right?"

"Well... no..." Technically nothing was going on with Eric. We kissed twice. Maybe when you're twelve that makes someone your boyfriend but not when you're an adult.

"Wait a minute... who are you seeing?" Now Jason was quite interested in the conversation. He even put down his spoon.

"No one Jay, I'm just not interested in dating right now." I was not telling him that I kissed a patient who had zero memories, and I thought he was insanely hot.

"Alright, alright." Jason stood up to clear his things and put his bowl in the sink. "You know I'm just trying to help right? I know you want kids, a husband, all that stuff..."

"I know and I think it's nice you care." I gave him a quick hug and then he was out the door. Sometimes my big brother was immature and an idiot. But he had his good moments, he really had grown up since we lost Gran.

I spent the rest of the day cleaning the house and then stopped by the hospital to visit Octavia and her daughter. Everything was fine it seemed but she was calling out of work tonight to stay with her family. That was fine by me. I didn't feel like listening to anymore cryptic warnings. Once evening rolled around I got my things together and headed off to work.

a/n: so my version of Jason is a bit nicer than the books. I really dislike how irresponsible he is and how he tends to be so selfish. so my version of Jason used to be that way, but is finally growing up some and making an effort.