Sookie's POV:

"Mistress, would you like another drink?" a waitress of Fangtasia asks me.

"Yes, I'll have another gin and tonic," I reply politely.

I was sitting in Eric's private booth with Pam as Eric sat on his former throne for the patrons. He was wearing his black leather vest and pants and steel toe boots. His freshly-washed blonde hair cascaded down his shoulders. It was extremely rare nowadays for him to make appearances here. Fangtasia's new manager, a two-hundred-year-old Nigerian vampire named Alvin Ido, must have advertised Eric's presence at the bar tonight. There was still a long line-up of patrons wrapped around the block trying to get in.

The décor of the bar had not changed. The walls were still black and the chairs, tables, and booths were a bright red. I scan the room reading the minds of various patrons. Most of them were fantasizing about Eric. Though I knew there was no real reason to be jealous, it was still hard listening to other women and some men thinking about your man.

It had been more than three months since Eric's trip to Las Vegas. He had told me about his brief encounter with Niall. That put me more on edge. I kept to myself most times during the day, in some ways I turned into a hermit. The only places I went to was our two homes and Grans house. I only ventured out during the evenings when I was with Eric.

Though Eric seemed to be busy running his two kingdoms, he had made the search for Breadon and his followers, his top priority. Eric had not heard from Niall since that Las Vegas meeting.

"Anything interesting out there?" Pam asks me sarcastically.

"Nope," I say with an extra pop at the end. "Just the usual sex, sex, and more sex. But they're all happy. They're happy that Eric's here."

Pam smiles at me. Pam usually came back to Shreveport about once a month to let Eric know how things were going in Nevada.

"Want to dance?" Pam asks me.

"Sure," I reply with a grin.

Pam takes me by the hand and we head out onto the dance floor. The patrons give us space. I assume most of them were told it was strictly forbidden to get close to us.

I close my eyes and get lost in the music. I was wearing a tight satin burgundy-gold dress that came down to my mid-thigh. I paired it with my favourite gold heels.

I sway my body to the song and run my fingers through my long-blonde wavy hair. Suddenly I feel a surge of desire emitting from my husband. I open my eyes to find him staring at me, his beautiful blue eyes burning with lust.

My lady parts start pulsating as I smile seductively at Eric.

In an instant, Eric has me against the wall in his old office. It was still Eric's, the new manager had not changed it, nor was anyone else allowed to step in it.

"Such a little minx, getting all the vermin riled up in there," Eric growls. "I could smell the arousal you were creating for the other men and vampires in there."

"Really?" I smile as I tighten my legs around his waist. I could feel the hard bulge in his leather pants rubbing up against me.

His large hands were holding up my butt and I could feel a couple of his long fingers making their way beneath my silk red thong. He puts a finger inside me, causing me to squirm in pleasure.

"So wet for me lover," he growls in a low tone.

"Hhmmmmm," was all I could muster out.

In one swift move, my panty was gone and his massive erection had sprung free from his pants. He lifts me up and impales me in one swift move.

I moan out loudly that I was sure anyone in the hall could hear me, but I didn't care.

He picks up the pace. He moves us to his desk and clears it off completely. Pam's new apple computer makes a loud thump as it hits the floor. I was now lying on my back with my legs up in the air. He pulls out and rubs his penis against my nub.

"Oh god Eric!" I moan out. I open my eyes as he watches himself push back inside me slowly. I shudder in pleasure at the feeling and arch my back trying to take him all in. We had had sex so many times since I lost my virginity to him. But every intimate interaction was like magic and it just seemed to keep getting better and better.

My blue glow slowly begins to engulf us both. He grabs me by the hips and picks up the pace again. After several mind-blowing orgasms, I could hear Eric's fangs click as he bites me around my nipple. I reach another orgasm as he climaxes inside me.

"That was incredible," I pant as he takes a few sips more of my blood. He retracts his fangs and circles his tongue around my nipple to heal the wounds.

I continue to pant for a few more minutes enjoying the feeling of him inside me still. Finally, he pulls out and I moan out at the loss of him.

We freshen up before going back out into the bar.

I wrap a black shawl around my waist. I felt a little naked without a panty on and I knew that the vampires would be able to smell me. We join Pam at the booth.

"I think the two of you set off a gigantic bomb of ecstasy in here. It's starting to smell like a bordello," Pam says with a raised eyebrow.

My face reddens and I lean into Eric's shoulder. We kiss for a few minutes and just enjoy holding hands. I loved closing my eyes as I leaned and rubbed myself against Eric. I relished these moments and enjoyed his scent. He sits with us for a few more minutes before going back up to his throne.

I brush his hair as we get ready for bed later that evening in our home.

"Eric?" I say to him.

"Yes lover?" he says with his eyes still closed.

"Do you think Niall will find his brother soon?" I ask. "Because….. before….. he didn't find Braedon, Braedon came to me," I say. I wasn't sure how to say it.

"I mean… he came cause Lochlan and Naeve has been killed and he wanted to kill me. I don't know, I mean maybe I need to be bait again or something."

Eric opens his eyes. "No, Sookie. I will not allow that."

"Eric, it's been months. Our searches have been fruitless. We have no idea where they could be," I add. "And I'm stronger than before. They surprise attacked me last time, maybe this time I could have the upper hand and beat them at their own game."

"Sookie, I said no," Eric says sternly. "We will find another way."

"Ugh," I say irately. "You know I'm getting tired of being scared all the time. I've pretty much given up my coffee shop. I never see my friends anymore cause I'm too scared to go outside. I haven't even done any gardening with Gran. I want my life back!"

"It's too dangerous. I will not give them the opportunity to hurt you," Eric replies.

"But they're already hurting me," I lament. "They have taken away my freedom. In some ways, that is worse than the few hours of torture they did to me back then."

I go up to Eric and put my arms around his waist. He puts his around my arms.

"I just want this to end so that we can be happy," I say sadly, as I shed a few tears.

"We will be Sookie, I promise you," Eric says softly.

A few weeks later, I was at the bank getting some paperwork done for the coffeeshop. My phone rings and I check the caller I.D. It was Jason.

I answer it immediately.

"Sookie!" Jason wails.

"Jason! What's wrong?" I say in a panicked tone. I begin walking towards the door.

"You better come here! To Gran's house! Oh god it's awful!" He cries out. I could hear him heaving and puking.

Oh no! I run out to the street and jump into my car. I knew that I couldn't use my fae magic and pop over there because of how I was feeling. I knew it was something bad, but I had no idea how awful it was going to be.

I speed all the way to Gran's house and down the gravel road towards her house. All of the Bon Temps police force were there along with an ambulance and firetruck.

I see Jason sitting in the grass in front of the house.

"Jason!" I scream as I run to him in haste.

"Sookie!" he wails out as he clings to my arm. "It's, it's, it's Gran….. she's she's she's….."

He couldn't form the words, but I knew what he was going to say. I peek into his mind and see the images that he saw. He had come to Gran's house to have a late lunch, because she invited him. The front door was open which he found to be odd. He walked into the kitchen to find Gran completely naked. Her whole body had various stab wounds and deep cuts all over. Jason had tried to do CPR on her but it was too late. Her body was dead cold. He managed to call the Sheriff before running out of the house in horror.

I could feel the bile forming in my stomach and it was slowly making its way up. I put my hand over my mouth. I didn't know what to say or feel. It was like my world had come crashing down on me.

"Sookie, I am sorry about your grandmother. She was a good woman," Andy says to me.

I could barely hear him as I stare at the door. I had to see Gran for myself. Jason continued to cry loudly as I got up and started walking towards the door.

"Sookie, we cannot allow you to go in there. It's a crime scene now," Andy says. "This whole area is a crime scene. There are other bodies in the back of the house and down the trail from your house."

I stop and turn to look at him. "What?" I ask blankly.

They killed everyone, I think to myself.

I take a huge gulp.

"We need to take Jason in for a statement," Andy says.

I put my hands over my ears and close my eyes. I couldn't believe this was happening. I start to breathe harder as my heart beats faster and faster. I let out a loud scream of anger and sadness. I crumple to the ground.

"Eric!" I cry out. I just wanted him to hold me at this very moment, I needed him to tell me everything was going to be okay.

Suddenly Jason comes and holds me from behind.

"I'm gonna kill the son of a bitches who did this to her!" he cries angrily.

I turn around and hug him. It was just the two of us now. We were the last Stackhouses'.

I hold Jason as he continues to cry. I look up into the sky and see the wind blowing in the trees. The birds continued to sing their songs.

I need to end this, I need to end them, I vow to myself silently. My anger started to overtake me.

Eric's POV:

I could feel Sookie's overwhelming emotions as soon as I rise.

I grab my phone immediately and see one text message from Sookie and a few dozen other messages from the security company that guarded Sookie's grandmother.

"Gran is dead. I'm with Jason at the police station," Sookie's text message reads.

I immediately call her and she pick up after two rings.

"Eric," she says coarsely.

"My lover," I say to her.

"Oh god Eric, something terrible happened to Gran, not to mention her guards….." she says sadly as her voice trails off. "Jason found her."

She explains to me what she knows.

"Lover I will be there as soon as the sun clears out," I reply.

I call the security company who also give me their story and explanation. They send me video footage from their body cams. I watch the gruesome scene on my computer, as they try to defend Adele Stackhouse's home. From what I could see, it was a dozen fairies who initiated the attack.

I dress and fly to the police station as soon as the sun sets.

When I arrive, Sookie is walking out with her brother surrounded by her security team.

"Eric!" Sookie cries out when she sees me.

She comes running into my arms and I hold her tight. The ache in my chest slowly goes away and it begins to fill with sadness. The woman that I loved most in this world was hurting in the most difficult, unimaginable way.

I knew there were no words that could comfort her so I hold her.

Afterwards we head back to our plantation home. Sookie settles Jason into one of the guest bedrooms. I call Pam to let her know what has happened. I needed a plan. The faeries were getting close. They had dealt us a major blow by murdering Sookie's grandmother in the most vicious way. Her tragic death lit an irrepressible fire within me and Sookie. I probe our bond and could only feel anger, hurt and vengeance brewing inside my part-faery wife.

"You need to glamour Jason into staying with us until we kill those fucking faeries once and for all," Sookie seethes in anger. I look into her beautiful eyes and I had never seen them so cold and unforgiving.

"Yes," I tell her.

"I will call Claudine," she adds coldly. "I will make her beckon Niall to us. I want to find them now and I want to watch them die in excruciating pain like what they did to my Gran."

"Sookie, I have made the necessary calls. Claudine Crane will be contacting you shortly."

I hold Sookie again to try and soothe her, but she was feeling too much turmoil. She wanted vengeance and she wanted it now.

A half-hour later, Sookie's phone rings. It was Claudine. She speaks to her briefly before Sookie begins dialing another number into her phone.

"Niall Brigant?" Sookie says in cool tone. "Your fucking brother killed my Grandmother. You had asked me before what I wanted from you. You had told me that since I was your granddaughter, that I could ask you for anything that I wanted or needed. Well, I have just only one request, I want to know where Lochlan and Naeve are."

She goes silent as she listens to him speaking. Even with my advanced hearing, I could not hear what he was telling her.

"I understand," she replies to him and hangs up the phone.

She walks into my study and I follow her. She looks at the wall of weapons and grabs an iron sword and axe as well as a couple bottles of lemon juice.

"What are you doing Sookie?" I ask cautiously.

When she is done, she turns around and stares at me with a blank, but fierce look on her face.

"I'm sorry Eric," she says. In an instant she pops out of the room and out of the house.

"No!" I call out. I circle the room in a panic and press the red button on my desk. My study begins to fill up with the army of vampires that were at my beck and call.

"Prepare yourselves!" I roar out.

I grab my weapons and fly out the front door. I wasn't sure where I was going yet, I still could not feel where Sookie was.

Sookie! I call out to her though our bond.