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Soulmates	By : ShannonG Category: S through Z > True Blood Views: 3941 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own True Blood, it's characters or locations, nor do I make money from writing this.

Chapter List
- 1-01
- 2-02
- 3-03
- 4-04
- 5-05
- 6-06
- 7-07
- 8-08
- 9-09
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
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AN: Here's another chapter. :) I just wanted to take a moment and say that I hate plagarism and IF there is any part in this chapter that I should give credit to please let me know!! I am an avid reader and some of my favorite authors have influenced my writng...Kittyinaz, Meridian, California Kat and Little Immortals just to name a few. So please, if I should give credit to one of these great authors then shoot me a note and let me know! Please R&R if you like it! :) Now onto the next chapter...
Disclaimer: I do not own True Blood, it's characters or locations, nor do I make money from writing this.
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Chapter 03
Once Pam reached Bill’s dilapidated home, she straightened her clothing and her hair, then knocked. She was looking at her nails with a bored expression when Bill answered her knock.
“Pam. What can I do for you?” Bill asked, masking his irritation at her presence.
“Your Sheriff would like a word. I’m here to escort you,” was Pam’s droll response.
“Of course,” Bill replied. He really didn’t want to see the Sheriff, but knew to ignore a summons would cost him precious time away getting the Stackhouse girl under his control. He was just about to leave when Pam knocked. The sooner he had this summons over with, the sooner he could call on Sookie. He was hoping tonight would be the night she would give in to his advances. He’d then at least have some sort of compensation for having to deal with the little twit. She really wasn’t much in the brains department, but her body was made for a man to ride. He was hoping to get more of his blood in her as well. He could tell his blood wasn’t as strong as it should be in her and needed to re-dose her before all his control was totally gone. The queen was going to be upset enough that Eric had shown an interest in her. He didn’t need him meddling in affairs that didn’t concern him.
So there he was, sitting in Fangtasia, and waiting for Eric to finish up whatever meaningless meeting he was in currently. Making him wait was making Bill all the more irritable. How dare Eric summon him immediately only to leave him waiting! He had a Southern belle to coerce into having sex. Speaking of Sookie, Bill could feel her anger over something…and she was here, at Fangtasia…without him! Oh, his little Southern belle needed to learn her place, and quickly. He was looking forward to teaching the blonde twit all about pleasure and pain. Oh, he’d be gentle the first few times he bedded her, but once she was broken in… For now, he would need to try to influence her through his remaining blood. He couldn’t afford for her to realize he had influenced her feelings the first time they had been there.
The look of pure joy on Bill’s face made Pam cringe with disgust. Whatever he was thinking, he could stop anytime now, it was just plain creepy. Pam had let Eric know through their bond that she had returned with Bill and was only awaiting his summons before taking him back to the office.
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“So, was there anything else you wished to ask me before I have Pam bring Compton in?” Eric asked. Letting Bill wait out in the club for a bit was probably pissing him off quite thoroughly. Eric couldn’t help but smirk at that thought. The little weasel thought he was so important because he was one of the queen’s favorites. Not to mention, Bill was most likely chomping at the bit to learn why Sookie was here. Eric had known Bill would be able to sense her presence upon his arrival. Ah, Billy boy! How badly you have screwed up! The confrontation should be most entertaining.
“Well, let’s see. You answered about the effects of his blood and how long it could take for it to disappear. You answered why you are offering me protection. I suppose the only other thing at the moment might be… When can I tell that two-faced, high-handed, sideburn-wearing asshole that I’m done with him?” Sookie replied infuriatedly.
Eric chuckled at her colorful description of Bill.
“How about…right now?”
Sookie decided to vacate her chair and stand next to Eric who was still leaning against his desk. His eyebrows rose midway, questioning her move with his eyes.
“Better view,” was all she said. Eric couldn’t blame her; although he was pretty sure there was more to it than that but he knew Bill’s expression would be priceless, so he let it go.
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Pam walked over to Bill to tell him to follow her, that Eric was ready for their meeting. Bill let out a small growl, causing Pam to smirk, knowing her Master had kept Bill waiting just to irritate the worm.
When they entered the office, Bill immediately noticed Sookie and moved to approach her. Suddenly, he found himself facing Eric as he moved in front of Sookie. What the hell was going on? Why would Eric put himself in between him and his? It only angered Bill further, but facing down a 1,000-year-old vampire was not on his list of things to do today. It would be suicidal on his part. So, Bill backed up a few steps and looked at Sookie.
“What are you doing here, Sookeh? What have you done? You know you can’t trust Eric,” All the while he was saying this, Bill was attempting to influence Sookie to his side. Upon feeling his influence grow, Sookie grabbed ahold of Eric’s arm, alerting him that something was up. When Eric looked back to Sookie, he could see she was fighting something, most likely Bill’s influence. He reached behind him and grabbed her hand to give a reassuring squeeze in return, letting her know he understood. Bill’s influence couldn’t be very strong, still, it was enough to make her uncomfortable. As soon as their skin came into contact, the timers in their arms flashed green and arced, shocking everyone in the room! As soon as he saw it, Bill knew he would never be able to get his hands on Sookie. The Soulmate Law superseded all other laws and actions. There would be nothing anyone could do to break up a mated couple. To do so would result in your true death, or worse, it was left up to the couple to decide. Yet, what no one noticed was that right after the flash and arc of green, there was another flash of yellow. If the flash had been seen, then the occupants of the room would have realized that the mates weren’t complete. There was a missing person still to complete the mating. They were part of a mated trio, a thing rarely seen.
While Bill was busy trying to come to terms with the new development, Pam let out a squeal. Yep, you heard right! Pamela Ravenscroft actually squealed and was grinning from ear to ear. “Ooh, I get a Mistress! I can’t wait to get to know you better,” She said, looking at Sookie, still smiling. “Do I get to go shopping for you, too?”
At that, Sookie stared blankly back at Pam. Sookie thought she had looked scary with a bored expression, this look downright terrified her! She wasn’t exactly sure how to process all of this. She would have never expected the Viking Vampire God to be her soulmate. This was what fantasies were made of, and her life was anything but a fantasy. Then there was the look Eric was giving her, as if he was not sure what to make of this. As though he couldn’t quite believe she was his mate, and Sookie wasn’t sure if that was good or bad. Finally, after several minutes of total shock on everyone’s part, the silence was broken by Bill’s angry growl.
“Well, I suppose your claim on Sookie is no longer valid, Bill, but that was not the reason I summoned you. You failed to report to me within three days of your arrival, which I was going to let slide. It seems you have also failed to report two drainers, drainers who just so happened to get the jump on you and start draining you in the Bon Temps area. Then, you offered your blood to a human whom you had just met. So until I determine which punishment or punishments I wish to enforce…” Eric looked from Bill to Pam, and with a nod, she was at Bill’s side. “Pamela, you will- escort -Mr. Compton down to the basement.”
“You can’t do this! I was only doing the queen’s business. You can call her and find out for yourself. She’ll tell you not to touch me!” Bill raged. Hoping that the dropping of the queen’s title and the fact that he was there on her business would make Eric back off, allowing him to go on his way would be a far better thing for Bill Compton. It would be bad enough for him when the queen discovered he failed in his mission to bring her the telepath, and that he had allowed the blonde twit to have found time to be alone with Eric.
“You speak as if she could change your punishment. Tsk, tsk, Billy boy. Why would the queen come to your aid, unless her business happened to be procuring something or someone in my area? Why would she have done that without letting me know first? So, let us call the queen, shall we? Let us see just how much she will vouch for you,” Eric suggested as he picked up the desk phone and dialed the queen’s number.
“Northman, you had better have a good reason for interrupting my evening meal!” The queen answered after the second ring. The irritation was clear in her voice.
“My Queen, I have Bill Compton here. He stated I should consult with you before punishing him for not reporting in within three days, for not reporting two drainers who attempted to drain him in the Bon Temps area, and for offering a human his blood the drainers had already bagged. He is seemingly under the impression that you will inform me of the ways I cannot perform my duties. Also, Your Majesty, I would like to take this opportunity to inform you I have found my soulmate,” Eric dutifully reported the situation to his queen with an almost bored tone.
“Oh, and who is this mate of yours, Sheriff Northman?” The queen replied, sidestepping the first part of the information for the moment.
“It would seem my mate is Miss Sookie Stackhouse of Bon Temps, Your Majesty. Now, what of Bill?” Eric asked, knowing full well she was avoiding comment on the matter.
“Well, I suppose congratulations are in order. Do with Bill as you will, Sheriff. I don’t know why he thought you would need to call me on this. He knows the rules and broke them, so he must endure your punishment.” The queen spoke with exasperated boredom. Eric wasn’t fooled; he had heard the slightest growl after he had mentioned Sookie was his mate…interesting.
Bill, on the other hand, had gone paler than normal after hearing his queen’s dismissal. Being left to Eric’s machinations was not high on his list of fun things to endure. Not to mention, once Eric was done with him, he would have the queen’s wrath to deal with. Unlife was really not looking all that great for him. He couldn’t even call his Maker, if he was that desperate, to help him. Eric was well within his rights to punish Bill for his lack of respect shown Eric’s position. Damn! That was not at all how things were supposed to turn out!
After Eric ended his call with the queen, he turned to Bill, then nodded to Pam, who was all too eager to escort Bill down to the dungeon. She really disliked the little weasel and was looking forward to the punishments Eric would dole out to him. She was hoping her Maker would allow her a bit of fun. She really needed a new toy, humans really had no threshold for pain and died much too easily. Especially the ones they usually had in the basement, they could talk the talk, but rarely could they walk the walk. Much to her delight and Bill’s dismay, Eric told Pam she was allowed to have some fun before he decided on a punishment, but to make certain the Southern reptile was alive to serve his punishment. With a savage smile, Pam grabbed Bill by the shoulders and pushed him toward the door to the basement, all too happy to get to play and, if he happened to feel every step leading down, oops! Clumsy Pam as she vamped to the bottom to ’catch’ Bill.
Once in the basement, Pam lifted up Bill by his neck and walked him over to the wall with various manacles and restraints attached. She put Bill in a pair of leather-lined silver cuffs and a collar. The collar wasn’t lined, but if the vampire remained still, then it wouldn’t touch their skin, much. However, this particular set had a chain hanging just to the left of it, which would conveniently hold a bottle of TruBlood at an angle so that IF the chained vampire wanted a drink, they’d have to lean into the collar to get it, causing a nice wide burn on their neck in the process. The burn wouldn’t kill, but it would make healing a much slower process since the drink they took wouldn’t be enough to replenish the cuffed, collared, and chained vampire.
When a bottle of TruBlood, expired, was in place, Pam walked over to the table of implements to choose with what she would start. She grinned at the assortment of ’tools’ Eric kept. She just had to decide if she wanted to use her own, a specially-made paint, or if she would choose from the table. Pam decided she would start with the silver-dipped toothpicks. As she donned a pair of gloves, wouldn’t do to get herself burned, she picked up a dozen or so and looked over at Bill. Hmm, now where to place them for best effect…
Bill looked over at Pam and cringed. He saw all the ’tools’ on the table and wasn’t looking forward to being introduced to any of them. He had no doubt Eric had taught Pam how to torture an intended victim with maximum pain. When he saw her pick up the silver-coated toothpicks, he groaned. He was no stranger to torture, or so he thought, his Maker had had her ’fun’ with him after he had first risen. Still, he had a bad feeling Pam was about to make what his Maker had done feel like child’s play. As Pam walked over to Bill with a too happy grin on her face, he knew his torture, and her fun, was about to begin. While Pam started strategically placing the toothpicks in Bill’s body, the pain manageable, he knew it would only accentuate any other torture she did afterward. When Pam had placed all the toothpicks she thought necessary, she moved back over to the table to choose her next ’tool.’ She hadn’t had this much fun in way too long!
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