Hey everyone. Sorry about the late update but I've been trying to get my this story just right. That way you all enjoy it and it makes me happy. Hope you all enjoy this chapter.

I own nothing. Charlaine Harris and Alan Ball take credit.

It had been two weeks now. Though she reluctantly agreed to attend fangtasia with Eric every night, Sookie refused to change her tactics during daytime. And she would certainly not degrade herself as a willing blood bag nor a dancer that slides against a pole with barely anything on. Eric made it clear she wasn't nothing such as that. His eyes had drilled into hers intensely that day-making it plain she was his.

Though he'd bitten her to let others of his kind to stay away, Eric never kept doing it. Surprisgnly he made sure to take gentle suction and took small amount. To replenish himself and to make sure of her well being.

It surprised her. She had assumed Eric to get carried away and drink more than what he previously had taken.

As nights passed on, Sookie had stood by his side with wariness of him and his unpredictable intentions and determination of staying alive.

Passing time became two weeks. Keeping Eric busy with phone calls of any sighting of vampire around Sookie's property. Well. . Would be when the deal was settled between them but he refused to ponder about it.

The other calling was about Hotshot. Still no word on Jason. His original spies had brought back information of nothingness. It infuriated Eric. Jason had a knack of stepping into situations without thinking.

On the fortunate side, the less sighting of him, Sookie would still be his. As she had made the deal. But he knew her. The stubborn telepath would not give up. That's what drove him to her. Her undying loyalty and ruthlesness. Eric only wished it was aimed towards himself. Unlike some others- who he thought didn't deserve such treatment. He could recall of her waltzing inside his bar, claiming tearfully of how Bill meant everything to her.

Lies after lies till finally he had to reveal the entire truth. And there had been the sort of turning point.

Seeing such heartache and anguish had torn something deep inside of him. Then she casted him out of her life-really done so. She managed to disperse so quickly that it had actually dumbfuzzled him that night.

He would be lying to say that her abrupt departure didn't disorient him in someway.

And from then Eric had been fiercley determined to gain her quite desperately. Sitting on the dais, next to Eric had Sookie disgruntled. Instead of being accustomed to her place, she was only annoyed and repelled more like it. It wasn't so much of the people- it was their minds is what disturbed her. Three women in their mid twenties tried to look stern and enthralled with their alcoholic beverages but they was secretly hoping to have a roundabout with Eric.

Sookie was appalled at such imaginative fantasies they created. Each of them had their idea of how he would be. Gentle, sloppy, and the last one had primal on the brain. It made Sookie contemplate herself of how Eric could really be as a lover.

As her lover.

Would he caress her flesh so delicately?. Would he press his mouth over her skin with fervor? Or just bruise her lips as he had done that day in the office?. Would he surround his Viking frame over hers as he glided inside of her?. Sookie bit her inner jaw. Now she was fantasizing!. She certainly got enough of such just by dreaming. Clenching her hands in her lap, she glared hard ahead of the bar. Trying to be interested by the jukebox. Feeling a slight change, Eric turned his attention to Sookie.

Her face was weary and eyes looked ablaze. Her hands were clenched tightly. He wondered what was bothering her. He could only assume of her being here is what has her so fired up. Before he could say or do anything an attractive red haired female with ivory complexion and blue eyes to match her knee length dress came upon the dais.

"I've heard about you." The woman said.

Arching a brow, Eric asked, "Really now?."

Her eyes twinkled. "Yes. Not just about the bar, but your. .skills." Annoyance settled in. Followed closely by with edge of detest. Snapping his fangs, Eric said coldly with an icy look of warning, "Exactly what did you hear?." Excitement clouded her eyes. "She was right. It doesn't scare it only. ..arouses." Eric narrowed his eyes as the girl took a step forward. Surprisngly, Sookie stood suddenly and faced the woman.

"Get out. You might find it thrilling at the moment but where is Dawn at right now?." Sookie growled.

The girl took a step back. Her eyes wide. "How did- what are you?." She asked lowly. "Get away. Far as you can go." Sookie said firmly. The girl gave a glare and stomped away. Looking over the crowd Sookie seen she attracted mild attention and stalked off the stage.

Pam who was standing checking Ids looked at her maker with curiosity. Eric instantly followed Sookie towards the office.

Inside the office Sookie was still reeling from her outburst. Why had she reacted like that?. Maybe the loud lustful broadcasting of every single person had finally made her blow. The woman had just turned the legal age and all she kept thinking of was coming to fangtasia. Thanks to her friend Dawn- that was deceased.

Remebring the vivid image of Dawn and the girl in erotic conversation inside her brain had Sookie repulsed.

In fact, it actually made her see red. How could some people just degrade themselves such as that?.

Did they really think lowly about their self that they would go to such lengths?. It was enough to make her own self scream. As she stood, contemplating-well raging more like it, Eric's presence graced just right behind her. Just knowing- feeling he was there made her shiver then freeze suddenly. It wasn't so much of the people that bothered her. But of seeing the thoughts about Dawn flaunting about how 'talented' the Viking was.

It dawned on her. Jealousy had played in her rage. "Sookie." Eric called softly, approaching her. Without turning around Sookie said almost quietly, "I want to leave. I cannot stand to be around any of that stuff no longer."

Narrowing his eyes, Eric inched a step forward. Something else was bothering her. For the past recent weeks he tapped the bond to check her emotions and got nothing but mixed ones. It had him quite puzzled. She was tumultuous almost-like a hurricane. And tonight's recent incident just made it more clearer of something was wrong.

"I'm gonna insinuate something has upset you more deeply, for that reaction has been never noticeable till tonight." Gritting her teeth, Sookie finally whirled around only to bump into hard chest. Instantly she jumped a step back. "Did you not hear me?. I want out of this!. I'm tired by being displayed and hearing sickly thoughts." She said, her brown eyes blazing into blue-which turned intense. "You know that it is unacceptable." He said, his voice becoming that familiar low tone of fierceness.

That brook no protesting. Baring her teeth, overcome with anger, Sookie stomped on front of him. "I'm also sick of you trying to control every thing about me. I'm done. Like I once said, stay out of my life!." She bit out harshly sidestepping him she aimed for the door only to hear a dark growl emanate the office then to be blocked. "I'm protecting you. If any of my kind see you're unmarked they will not think twice about snatching and draining you. And I can almost say the same for your brother if he wasn't missing."

At hearing about Jason, anguish and dread filled her. Then something was bright. Looking down, Her hands were lighting up once again. Sookie's breath catched slightly. Her light. Something so abnormal but uncontrollable and it freaked her a bit. Keeping her eyes downward she blurted out softly, "Dawn I seen it inside that girls head how she was friends with her. ..the images." She stopped. Eric quirked an eyebrow.

"Who is this. .Dawn?." Sookie finally raised her eyes to his blue ones. Ones that always seemed to look upon her with fierce intensity. Hungry determination. Intent to hunt her till she broke and cried with helpless surrender. And in all honesty Sookie was afraid that she might just do that. "And I thought you remembered everything." She muttered. Standing and thinking a second he caught it. "The fangbanger. The one you questioned me about." She nodded. "I only remember ones that are important. Humans such as that mean nothing to me." Sookie had no response.

Eric focused intently on his fairy's face. "What does she have to do with this?." Sookie couldn't stand it.

Couldn't handle the certain scrutiny he seemed to have on her. "Jason. He was involved with her."

So that what the real cause of what transpired earlier. Her brother. But her emotions had been quite skyrocketing, making him quizzical. Was there more to than just concern of her brother or was it just him looking to closely inside the bond?. Either way it drove him crazy. The silence was unnerving. Sookie went to move but Eric prevented from doing so.

"I have been trying Sookie. I've had my personal contacts and have been notified nightly. I will help you with your missing brother." His voice had turned more soft, gentle. She gazed up at him. Her eyes hard and cautious.

Bringing his hand underneath her chin he held her gaze with determination. "You've made the deal Sookie. And I'm not about to let you out of it." She glared at him. "That's right. I'm the one that made the deal. Don't forget I intend to see you hold up to the end of your bargain also." She said sternly.

His jaw ticked. His eyes narrowed and became icy. "You haven't been bitten for the last two days. You need a fresh mark." He said harshly as his hand moved to her neck, caressing it possessively. Sookie's pulse began to beat quickly. And he could feel it-sense her anticipation. 'Oh I tend to do the end of my bargain, with her by my side.' Eric thought. Fangs snapping down, he leaned in closely inhaling her delicious scent. Then bit into her flesh.

A small gasp and a jump escaped her, as she tried to not wrap her arms around him. Tonight he would not only mark her, he would take blood also. As one suction ran down his throat, a sound of satisfaction emanated from his chest. His tall frame had her pinned to the wall. His hand caressing every inch of her, as if he never would tire of her. Then his knee wedged between her legs. Settling it there till he felt the certain warmth through her jeans. He groaned. Sookie closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip from trying not to moan. Pulling away, Eric swiped his tongue across the wound softly.

Glancing at the mark Eric felt pleasure at knowing Sookie would be baring it. His. As if silently shouting to the entire world that she was his. She was his sunlight, replenishing him with a newfound life. He wanted her to enwrap him within her embrace. Giving herself to him. Gifting him with her love, fire, spirit and her precious light. Giving an almost animalistic purr, he pushed her against the wall and grabbed her hips.

Sookie gasped and her eyes flew open. With his knee in the juncture of her thighs he began to rock her carefully. She didn't think it was possible but it felt good.

He kissed her mark, then nibbled towards her ear while his jeans created a wonderful friction. It kept building slowly but surely. And she couldn't fight it. Hearing her breath change Eric switched tactics. One hand cupping her hip, his other trailed down and pushed her panties aside. An angry moan of pleasure came from Sookie's lips as Eric's two long fingers entered her. Groaning lowly, he began to glide smoothly in a steady rythmn.

She was so full of heat for him that it made Eric almost come inside his own straining pants. She tried not to move-even the slightest bit, but she was helpless.

Raising his head to look inside her dark eyes, Eric could see the edge of ecstasy coming. 'Look at me. Yes only me. Cry out your pleasure Sookie.' She looked at him, as if she actually heard his silent command.

Curling his fingers, Sookie felt her release wash over her like a tidal wave. "Eric!." She yelled, hands coming to finally touch his biceps. Her fingers dug roughly into his pale flesh, and that's when he felt it. Her light had not dispersed it was still there and became stronger as her climax came. Feeling the tiny prickles flow through his arms, Eric gave a loud short roar and released inside his jeans.

A few minutes had passed. Leaving Sookie and Eric to regain their senses and contemplate on what had happened. Feeling the painless tingles shoot throughout his body, Eric felt himself shake slightly.

Not wasn't only his climax but Sookie's light had made him feel. ..almost alive. Not only was her blood flooding him with sunshine but that it was something he'd never experienced quite before. Her breathing becoming normal pace, Sookie gathered her wits and pushed Eric away. Her eyes blazed outrageously at his face.

How could she have let this happen?. Each time when he had bitten her never had it gotten such as that. Yes, a few caresses and maybe chaste kisses but never. .the thought made her shiver. Not from displeasure but to experience it again. "Never will that happen again." She said heatedly. Not bearing to look him in the eye any longer, she went out of the office to the restroom. Eric paid no heed to Sookie's rant, he was to enthralled by his body still shaking on it's own accord. Looking at his arms a faint glow was seen then dissolved deep inside his cold flesh. He touched the spot were his Sookie had hi-no marked him. And it felt only warm if only a split second.

Later that night, when Eric had taken Sookie home, she told herself it would never transpire again.

The feelings she so wanted-intended to ignore was spiraling out of control. She refused to give in. Another thing that concerned her was of her lighting powers. She wondered how she would able to maintain herself whenever she became overwhelmed. It was frightening to think about being something other than just plain human and also of caring for a certain massive Viking. Settling back against her pillows, she stared at her bedroom door that was closed. She could still feel Eric's big hands mover over her and inside.

Though he was cold her body was still heated. A small gasp escaped her as arousal flared. She didn't know which was more worrisome, her powers or her non resistant emotions for Eric Northman. A few days passed and Sookie still escorted Eric to fnagtasia as his. Everything went on smoothly except the tangible tension between them had evaporated into something else. Something more lay beneath the surface of it, more dangerous. Though she was still peeved and acted of defiance Eric could detect Sookie's feelings somewhat less resistant. But she was troubled also.

With her brother still missing he noticed she appeared to look more sad than usual. But she still looked radiant. Her skin glowing as did her hair. Also her scent seemed to increase more delicious by the days end.

Feeling daylight come to it's own resting time, Eric slowly rose. The minute he done so, the lights clicked on automatically. After checking his blood ties to make sure all was well, Eric was content and reached for his cellphone on the small night stand next to his bed. Checking the messages he had four. One was his personal daywalker informing him of Sookie's brother. No sighting whatsoever.

Thinking about it, Eric couldn't help but be curious. Not that he held any special affection for the Stackhouse sibling, but just knowing how Sookie would be affected by her brother drove him to retrieve the man back.

It was only 6:10 which meant Sookie was still at work till seven came. He was about to call Pam and tell her he would be arriving around eight o clock the usual time till his phone started ringing Three Days Grace I Hate Everything About You blaring through. "Hello your majesty." Eric said, annoyance spewing through his tone.

"Eric get over to my house now." Bill's voice boomed sternly. "But what of fangtasia-" "Do not question your king. This is an urgent matter!." The line cut off. Narrowing his eyes at his phone, Eric questioned of Bill's almost panicking tone. Was it another report about the witches?. Another threat?. A rumble of agitation ran through his chest. He detested threats especially when it involved witchcraft. Putting on his original black attire that contained a tank, jeans and leather jacket, Eric ran to Bill's place. When Eric had arrived there was no other sheriffs there. Had Bill found out that Sookie was his?.

Or did he plan to have him do another errand that involved something pre carious?. That way he could rid him in a easy clean way?. Standing in front of his kings desk, Eric glared in suspicion at the young vampire.

Unlatching his fingers Bill rose from his seat and stared at Eric with unblinking eyes. "You know I've had my guards on watch and investigating everywhere since the witch escapade. Earlier today they found something. . .missing. Witch unrelated." Eric quirked an eyebrow, but his eyes had become intense.

"A vampire Eric. Russell Edginton."

If Eric had a heartbeat, his breathing would've most likely been shallow and halted. A black void had settled upon him and kept pulling him till he was finally sucked in. Trying to compose himself, Eric managed to ask almost hoarsely, "How did this happen?." "That I do not know. I'm looking into it. But as of right now a search has been set. .." Suddenly Bill's words was not heard, or could they be. Just as before, Eric was in the stage of trying to get a grip. A million thoughts came and make his control tense.

Sookie.

Without a second glance Eric sprinted away in a rush and left for Sookie- his place. Just like the year of her absence, he didn't want to think the most worst at this time. Didn't want to experience another loss that he couldn't prevent. Images haunted him of his beloved family and Godric leaving made him shudder. Sookie had walked into his life with an aura purely of her own and had disabled him. Leaving him annoyed but full of fierce determination of having her for his own.

He was not about to lose her. Getting inside the house, Eric fully expected to see Sookie inside, instead nothing. As before nothing but fresh hardwood, paint and the smell of sunshine intoxicated the household.

She should've been here by now. With impatience Eric drew his phone out and dialed Pam.

"Get to Merlotte's." "Why?." "It's an emergency." He bit out. His calm exterior vanishing. You could hear Pam's sigh blow on the other end. "What has the fairy princess done this-" "Just do it!." Trying to regain an ounce of calmness, Eric focused on his blood inside Sookie. He felt it. Her heartbeat thumping in time with his blood, pumping steadily through both of their veins. But it did nothing to soothe his anger when Pam and Bill swept through the door.

"She wasn't there." Pam answered his silent question. Concern evident inside her eyes. Bill who was glaring at Eric, turned to Pam. "What are you talking about?." Eric wasn't listening. His control had slipped when he suspected of what- and where his Sookie had gotten to. He would need a new cellphone, cause the one inside his large palm had just been crunched slowly. His rage was so great he felt Pam cringe. "Damn you Sookie." He snarled harshly.

"You sure about this?." Sam had asked about an hour ago but his voice continued to echo inside her head.

Her impatient need to find Jason had ran it's edge and so she had asked her boss to help her anyways.

Sam knew once Sookie was set on doing something-he surely knew not to argue. No matter how many protests, she was bound to do it anyway. Setting her mind on the oncoming task at hand, sookie refused to think of anything else. She needed to focus on Jason and that was that. One thought of Eric and a cringe ran down her spine. She knew he would most likely be displeased but the feelings for the Viking had increased and intensified into something she wanted to stay away from.

As her and Sam neared Hotshot, Sookie forced her mind to not wander on Eric. Instead kept her head on the more important matter- Jason. Parking in the gravel, Sam put his vehicle in park and asked her if she really knew what she was doing. Looking into Sam's wary blue eyes she said, "Sam, this is my brother. Yes I know the possible danger, but I'm ready and willing." Sam just stared at her in bewilderment. Catching his look, Sookie narrowed her eyes slightly. "I'm not fragile as I appear to be." She said curtly.

Shaking his head, Sam turned his gaze towards the window shield and said, "You've changed." It wasn't an accusation now was it a compliment. Sookie glanced to see a wry odd smile on his lips. She turned away.

Did everyone view her as some sort of Barbie doll that looked easily breakable?. The only one that hadn't looked at her that way was Eric. She bit down on her tongue as if she said it out loud. She didn't like the change that was going through herself. Exhaling, she composed herself. "Let's go." She spoke softly. With a soft grunt of reluctance, Sam got out of the car just as she slammed her side shut.

As they walked, Sookie analyzed the place. It appeared to look almost as if out of place. Deserted was more of the description. Dry dirt was spread everywhere, making Sookie paranoid of tasting it whenever the wind blew.

They found a grey worn out looking trailer. Sam knocked three times and no answer ever came. Dropping his arm at his side, Sam muttered, "These people are secretive. They don't like to be out in the open."

Sookie sighed and turned away. The wind had picked up mildly, letting her know the temperature had lowered due to almost dusk.

Indicating of the vampires awakening. And one in particular would be rising and most likely to be furious.

Before she could silently berate herself, a flicker of movement caught her eye. Taking a hold of Sam's arm, Sookie whispered, "I see something." Sam stood in place and sought out on finding of Sookie's pinpointing.

Walking forward, Sam called out, "Hello?. If anyone is there we're not here to cause any danger-" Apperantly the person didn't believe, as Sam drew nearer the sound of footsteps fleeing across the ground. Sam gave chase. "Hey her hey!. Stop, hold on." Sam said gently but firmly as he caught the child on looker. "Stay away from me!. Let go!." Soon the child's struggles seemed to cease when Sookie had asked about Jason. The young girl locked gazes on Sookie's curious brown ones and frozed. 'Jason Stackhouse? The real nice man that gave us decent food. How does she know him?. Are we in trouble for what happened?.'

Narrowing her eyes, Sookie wanted to ask more but the little girl was beginning to get fearful once again.

Sookie knew she wasn't going to get anywhere like this. Just as the girl was about to go in erratic mode, a loud gunshot echoed across the air. "Get your hand off her." A voice rumbled warningly. Looking towards the left, Sookie seen a bald headed man coming in closer, followed by a couple of other men. As the men approached in plainer sight you could sense the wariness exude the air. The danger hidden beneath of their scraggly clothing and worn out faces. Sympathy for these people just took a drastic turn for Sookie as she watched the clan closely.

One-who looked as if the leader- was eyeing Sam in dark amusement. The man was ready to pounce and do battle any moment. As for his other buddies they also took perverse interest. Trying not to cringe, she ignored the thoughts on what they would like to do to her. Sam easily freed the little girl. Instead of seeking comfort to the group of men, the girl ran far from them all. 'Yep. Defiantly trouble here.' Sookie thought. Sam's frame straightened as he eyed the man that appeared to look murderous. "We didn't come here to cause any trouble. We're looking for some one."

Felton quirked an eyebrow. "Really who might that be?." "Jason Stackhouse." With that simple answer, Sookie got a glimpse inside the man's head. He knew who her brother was. His disdain had already been great, but hearing about Jason just heightened his hatred to another level. Felton was in the overbearing grips of rage and jealousy. A shiver of fear ran down her spine as a flash of Jason screaming and Felton taking satisfaction from it. Sweat broke out through his skin, his eyes became wide and alarming then with a jerk of his arm Felton pointed his shot gun at Sam. "Why should I tell you anything when you didn't let me know about my wife." Sam didn't back down. One glance from Sookie told him that Felton knew of Jason.

"I was telling the truth. If I recall she was fine. Now this is entirely different. Jason has been missing and hasn't been found for sometime." As Felton's narrowed into dangerous slits, Sookie's widened. His body clenched. What was the matter with this guy that was evidently Jason's nemesis?. Other than him being unhuman what else was causing such harsh tension that was purely evident upon his body. His anger seemed to enlarge as Felton shoved the gun into Sam's chest. "Good point shifter," He spat, his fingers about to close on the trigger. "speaking about the past, that is exactly what you're about to become. Now." A wrackling sob rose inside Sookie's chest, just before she could prevent another loved one being taken, a female's shout tore through the air.

"Felton!."

Turning her thankful gaze on the unknown voice, Sookie was welcomed to a sight of a petite slim woman.

Crystal neared Felton and seen the two strangers who was being held at gunpoint. After scanning the two Crystal demanded, "What is the meaning of this?." Felton glared and told her. Giving her the information, Sookie watched the woman's reaction and caught the longing on her face. Sookie was trying to piece the puzzles together. Then it struck her- was this the girl Jason had talked of and was she this man's wife?.

Crystal turned back at Sam and Sookie.

"How do you know of him?." She asked, a look of distrust in her eyes. Looking straight into the her eyes, Sookie asked bluntly, "How do you know him?." Crystal grew startled. Dipping into her mind, Sookie found a few hidden answers there. Her name was Crystal and she was a were panther and she was in love with Jason.

Or so she thought. All Sookie could see was a very disturbing mental image of the two in a intimate episode.

It seemed as though everyone was waiting on her answer first. "Jason's my brother." She announced curtly.

That response seemed to hang in the air then became unsettling as Felton drew his weapon and cocked it.

His expression became angered and appearent of what his intentions was about to become.

It only partly frightened her-the other half it was anger. What really transpired when Jason was here?. What had they done to him?. Did they force him to do something?. Perhaps doing V?. But given his past year was it more likely he took it willingly?. Or. . A small sharp gasp escaped Sookie's throat. Did a crime of passion occur?. Had Felton lost it and murder her brother?. Turning glaring eyes at Crystal, Sookie repeated softly, "How do you know him?." Crystal barely gave a glance at her as she grasped Felton's arm, trying to prevent his dangerous impulse. Sam made to stand closer to Sookie. His body ready and willing to guard. At the moment Sookie could hardly concentrate on anything else. Except the exchange with Crystal and Felton.

'His sister. Something has got to be done before the whole thing is out in the open. I will not have Hotshot ruined. Ecspecially due to that Jason Stackhouse.' Fists clenched, Sookie shouted, "What happened?." Furious eyes turned sharply on her. Felton's frame jerked and his gun unsteadily. Trying to dictate on who to shoot.

"She knows to much." He mumbled nastily. His aim ready. Sam jumped forward and tried to grab the gun. A fight began between the two men then the shotgun went off into the air. Giving a growl that promised murder, Felton lunged at Sam. Crystal quickly cut in and hissed, "Stop it!. She is his sister. She should be welcomed into the family."

At hearing Crystal's words, Felton's demeanor changed. His eyes glinting with doubt then malice. Giving a grunt he said lowly, "Fine. She might just do nicely anyway." This unsettled Sookie and Sam. It seemed the atmosphere took a drastic change. Sookie watched as every single one of them have a perverse side and was to devour in their own way- and she was the direct target. A shiver ran through her as Eric's words about her being chewed up bones echoed inside her head. She now understood what he was really meaning. As they kept watch on her and Sam so precisely, she felt the familiar prick of deja vu with the fairies. Suddenly a scraggly looking man with a dirty stubble came forward.

"This one won't get away." He said sternly, eyes showing wickedness. Sam stood over her. His stance ready to shift if need to. Felton gave Sam a toothy devlish grin and hooted some sort of call. He got his request so it seemed. His gang of buddies came charging and himself also, and down Sam went. Before Sookie could make a noise or join in on the wrestling match, she was suddenly being dragged forcefully away into some small building. "No! let me go!." She screamed as she fought for control. Crystal walked forward just as Sookie was being moved backwards. "Don't fight it. You're being a part of something very special." Crystal stated her eyes of warmth. Rearing her head towards the now darkened sky, Sookie gave a wail of her anguish and outrage.

Seeing her hands start to glow the two men at grasping her arms gasped. "She's lighting!." One exclaimed.

Crystal stood baffled, unable to move. "Sookie!." Sam shouted as he witnessed her glowing. But got cut short as Felton took a big kick on the side of his jaw. Releasing her from shock and fear, Sookie fainted.

It wasn't very long after that she regained consciousness. Opening her eyes, Sookie found Crystal staring down on her and that she was tied to an old rusty bed. "What are you?." Crystal asked frankly. Pulling on the ropes Sookie didn't answer. Instead she asked about Sam. Crystal shrugged then smiled. "You'll be good for breeding. Perhaps even rare." She paused to grin triumphantly. "Jason would be so proud." Hearing her brothers name, Sookie demanded in a stern tone, "Please tell me. . .what happened. Where is my brother?." Crystal wouldn't answer instead Sookie got a mental image of what really happened- right here. "What you do to Jason?." She screamed as angry tears rolled down her flushed cheeks.

Swallowing her sobs down, she asked hoarsely, "Did you kill him?." "No!. We welcomed him to the family. Just as you're about to do." Crystal had a faraway look. "I love him." Sookie felt like laughing, but instead a soft whimper took place. "That's not love." She told her but Crystal had done left. Then a male's ruff voice entered the room. The man shuffled and threw off his shirt. "Ah you're a sure beauty. I can't wait." He said huskily, rubbing his hands together. A cold chill ran over Sookie. She didn't need to read this one's mind to know what he planned on doing. The man came to the bed and gave her a crooked smile. "Time to breed golden beauty."

With renewed vigor, she strained harshly into the bindings. The man bent down and began to ease her shorts past her legs, revealing bikini dove colored underwear. "Stop!." She yelled. He only kept going. When he went to peel off her long sleeved turtle neck he stopped. His eyes took an almost amber color as he caught sight of her neck. Fear pricked her. The man was V addict and it had been sometime since he last had any.

Exhaling, he said huskily, "Vamp." Raising his eyes to her brown ones, Sookie caught the overriding lust.

His tongue darted out and licked his lips provocatively. No more words was spoken. There didn't need to be, when you could have the ability to enter a mind.

'Sure gonna enjoy her. Then after I'm gonna find the vamp and get me some V.' A sob wracked her body as she thought of Eric. He had told her about this place and she ignored his protests. In her desperate attempt to find Jason she shrugged the troubles away and delved in to retrieve her brother. Thinking back on how Eric was so determined to find Godric and his reaction to his human family, maybe her and Eric wasn't so different. Then she thought of Bill, her first love. Of all the things they had done together. . .then of all the things he didn't tell her.

Giving a yell she also wondered about herself. Her fae DNA. It still frightened her. Apart from her bra and underwear, Sookie felt bare all over. Clenching her eyes shut, as she could hear the man fumbling to unbuckle his pants, She silently pleaded for Eric. Just when she braced herself to feel worn out mattress dip it didn't happen. Opening her eyes she got her wish. Standing above her was a towering enraged Viking.