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Home Sweet Home	By : xXxDaydreamJunkiexXx Category: S through Z > True Blood Views: 2948 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Home Sweet Home
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 5
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- 7
The short walk down the hall didn't give Sookie much time to reflect on what had just happened. But as soon as she reached the ultra-chic haven of bath and beauty- she breathed in a gulp of air and shut herself in. After making use of the commode and washing her hands, she took a good look at herself.
Her skin was flushed she noticed. It had the appearance of health and vitality. A perk to just having her toast buttered by Eric no doubt. The mirror over the granite double sink agreed, as her reflection seemed to be standing out with glowing brightness. She leaned in closer to the glass.
"What's happened to you?"
The double of herself mimicked her question but was holding out on the answer. Sookie frowned in concentration.
A rush of adrenaline flooded her system as she mentally and emotionally relived everything. She used her gift and closed her eyes. Pushing and nudging the recessing of her memories. Trying to manipulate them the best she could, and willing herself to remember last night, while pushing back her and Eric's little romp- at least for now.
It was like trying to piece together a puzzle that had big gaping holes in it. Her protectiveness for Jason was there, as was her hurt from Bill, concern for Tara, and the strange visitor that had come to her house before her and Eric had gone to Hot Shot. Sookie was turning the wheel and stopping here and there. Snippets of her friend's faces swam before her. Old conversations replayed too- her gift was like a radio after all.
Sookie projected her third eye out.
"Hey Sook-can you hear me? Please, oh please, say you can hear me..."Jason had let his sentence hang like wet blanket on a clothesline.
"Jason!" Her spirit self-searched. "Where are you?"
"Sookie- is that really you? Or is this another trick?" Jason's mind was excited at first but then weary. "I must be losing my mind."
"No Jason, it is me, but I need you to focus. Besides-" Sookie said trying to lighten things up. "Ya can't lose what ya don't have."
"Oh you got jokes, huh. Listen little sis I can barely keep myself awake I'm so weak. I don't know where it is they got me either. Everything is a big 'ol fuzz ball and my head hurts like hell." Jason was getting more faint and weak.
"Jason Stackhouse! You stay with me-ya hear!" Sookie became frantic. "Just describe what you can and I swear I will find you. I got Eric helping me. We went to Hot Shot last night and you weren't there. So what did that bitch Crystal do with you?" He didn't answer right away so of course she panicked. "JASON!"
"I'm here-jeez. You don't have to shout. I told ya my head hurt and your splitting in half with your harping!" Jason groaned out and Sookie swallowed hard really worried. "All I know is that I've been attacked and I'm chained. I think it's some kind of dungeon Sook-and-and..." He went all hushed. "Someone's coming."
"Jason they can't hear us, we're talking telepathically." She reminded.
He ignored her, still whispering. "Real quick, they're getting closer- Crystal don't have me anymore."
Sookie rolled her eyes, if that was even possible.
"All I know is last night I was slung into the back of a truck by two rednecks and they gave me a shot or something cuz I passed out. When I woke up I was in the dark here and chained."
"My God Jason." Sookie wanted to cry for him but her anger kept her steady. "I will make them all pay, do you hear me? They will all die Jason. I'm gonna kill 'em...fucking bastards!"
"You watch your mouth Missy!" Jason's inner voice came in more clearly. "What would Gran say? She's rolling around in the ground I bet, hearing you talk like that."
"What else can you remember? C'mon Jason-think!" Sookie said ignoring his comment, thinking about black pots and kettles.
"Shit they're here- I gotta go!" He was back to whispering.
"No! Jason don't cut me off, I told you they can't hear us!"
"I love you baby girl-never forget that...Oh and Sook..."
"Jason! Don't cut the connection!" Sookie was indeed screaming with all her energy now.
"Whatever you do-" He rushed out. "Don't Trust Vampire Bill...this is Sniper to Half Pint...over and out."
"No!" Sookie yelled again, but it was too late. Jason was gone.
He'd used their childhood nicknames when they'd played Fort with walkie talkies. Sookie opened up her eyes and growled.
Her blue ribbon stare was bloodshot, and the muscles of her jaw were clenched; a twitch in her cheeks was making her blink fast. Yet she didn't break down.
"Where were you off to just now little cousin?"
Sookie realized that her reflection had company. She gave a wry smile and spun around. "Claudine."
"You need me- yes?"
"Boy do I ever." Sookie stated relieved. "I was just probing to try and find my brother. He's been taken, and you know how Jason is. He's not 'up to speed' so to speak with such things. And I still don't know where he is. All I know is where he's not."
Claudine wasn't impressed. "I really wasn't talking about your un-magical twin Sookie. Do you have any idea the chaos you've created? The absolute havoc that has been initiated by your actions?"
Sookie was confused. "Excuse me?"
The large bathroom suddenly felt small and constricting. Claudine was serene at best, but the quick flash of disdain in her green eyes, betrayed just how serious she was. Her gossamer shift with its pearled swirling colors of peach and magenta was fastened with a silver cord that served as a belt. Claudine adjusted it, pulling out a sealed parchment scroll from a hidden pocket, while glided over to Sookie, and handing it to her. "Grandfather is not pleased."
Sookie took the offered message gingerly and just stared at it. "Nial sent you- but why?"
Claudine played with her chestnut hair in the mirror and flicked a wink to her reflection before answering. "You've been a tad bit naughty dear cousin." She teased. "I can smell the after effects in the air- tell me," Her tone was curious, "was the vamp any good?"
"Ok, how's about I give you a big helping of Shut Up, with a side of Mind Your Beeswax, to go with it." Sookie said in flabbergasted irritation. "What are you talking about anyway?" Sookie carefully turned the scroll over in her hands. "I haven't initiated anything- hell I'm still just figuring out how to use my new powers, as you well know."
"Now Sookie-" Claudine clucked, being condescending and starting to seriously piss Sookie right the fuck off. "I do believe even human law holds one accountable for actions done, whether in ignorance or not. Fairy law is no different."
Claudine turned and walked over to the toilet, pushing the lever, and giggling with delight when it flushed. "Amazing."
Sookie hated how flighty her fairy cousin could be. "Yeah, it a real modern marvel." She snapped. "For the love of Christ- just tell me what I did!"
Claudine wrinkled her nose as if to suggest Sookie was being a stick in the mud and boring her. She waved her hand towards the scroll dismissively. "Just read it and all will be explained."
Sookie wanted to unleash two days’ worth of anger and frustration out on her fairy cousin. She imagined pulling each and every one of her fingernails out from their nail beds with pliers. Cutting off her arms and legs with a saw, while laughing as the sprays speckled the aqua tiles with her blood. Punching in her pretty face until her skull was deformed and her brains were leaking. Whoa…where did that come from?
"You’re thinking of murder Sookie- how interesting."
Sookie jumped in place, unsettled that Claudine had known her dark and dastardly thoughts. She looked away. "I'm sorry."
"No need." Claudine praised. "I kind of liked the imagery- messy- but satisfying."
Sookie shuddered. Something about her cousin had always seemed a bit off. Who knew that sociopath tendencies ran in families? She pulled against the wax seal and unraveled what Claudine had delivered her. She scanned the lines of the sharp and scribbled symbols, trying to decipher their meanings. "Seriously?" Sookie admonished. "You know I can't read this!"
Claudine sighed. "What is that human saying again?" She tapped her finger to her chin thinking. "Oh yes, I remember it now. Tough Shit."
She smoothed out the front of her frock and smiled. "Just know this Sookie, and know it well. The magic has been reversed- for now. But you will come to court in three days hence for trial." Claudine closed her eyes and muttered. "It has been done- I'll return shortly."
Sookie had no idea who she was talking to. "Claudine- trial? I'm to be prosecuted!" She said slightly afraid. "What kind of twisted, sick, and demented person puts their own blood on trial for, for-" Sookie lost her words.
"Calm yourself cousin. Tis only a formality."
Claudine took pity on her for the space of two seconds. "I will try to sooth Grandfather's temper and get back to you."
Sookie freaked. "Wait-"
It was too late. Her cousin had popped away and left.
"This is just Fucking Great!" She screamed, finally losing her shit completely.
The bathroom door swung open and Eric was in full fang attack mode, wielding a sword. "What is wrong- who is here?" He roared out, darting his eyes all around, looking for the supposed threat he'd sensed from her fright and anger through their bond. Eric sniffed the air like a hound dog. "Fairy." He breathed looking feral.
"Yeah, just a little family visit from my deranged cousin Claudine." Sookie answered him starting to pace. "Never a break. Not for one goddamn second. I will never be able to have a normal life Eric- will I? Nope I'm a fucking freak. I should just kill myself now and save someone else the trouble."
He relaxed a little and let his sword down, the point resting on the mocha marble tiles, as he took in the situation in the blink of an eye. "What are you holding?"
"A summons of some sort that I can't read." Sookie told him still pacing. "The bitch told me 'Tough Shit'- I mean drop a bombshell about a trial and then that's it!" Sookie raged. "Fuck you Nial!"
Eric smirked, thinking her the cutest thing. "Let me see it baby.”
Sookie tossed it in his direction still pacing. "Be my guest."
Eric had lived a long time. He'd interacted with many species and supernatural beings over that span. So the fact he could read and speak Elderin shouldn't have surprised her. But it did anyway. "This says you've disturbed the balance."
"You know what it says!"
"And you've violated the time continuum." Eric continued on completely fascinated. He'd heard of Time Lords, but had never held documentation to prove their existence before. So he was slow in responding, much to Sookie's annoyance. "Hello!"
"Oops-" Eric blushed slightly. "Apologies, I am just completely mesmerized with what this document entails. I didn't mean to leave you hanging."
Sookie was speechless for a time, wondering how a vampire managed to blush. "S'ok…just please- explain all this to me…I'm worried."
He instantly became somber. "I will not allow them to harm you."
His announcement did anything but assuage her foreboding. If anything it only intensified. "I'm really gonna die aren't I?" Sookie said hyperventilating.
Eric tossed his sword aside and instantly was at her side. His big muscled arms encircled her with not only comfort but determination. "Sookie- you will listen to me." He kissed her temple and started to rock a little. Sookie couldn't hold back the dam of emotional tears any longer. So she wept as he held her. "This scroll speaks of the magic you forged in Hot Shot by freezing time. It merely states that you will be justly heard as to the reasoning of your actions in front of a jury. We will figure this out and NO- you will not die!" Eric was placing frenzied kisses all along her face and neck now. "I would never allow that- do you understand me?"
"I don't remember doing it Eric- why?" She sobbed.
"I have a theory but I think it best to discuss when you have settled and washed."
Sookie collapsed fully in his arms emotionally spent. She felt a vulnerability she'd never allowed herself since childhood. She needed to be taken care of but didn't know how to ask. "Eric-"
"Yes, my Sookie." He responded in tune with her. "I will not leave you- we will get you fresh and clean and then have you fed. I will see to your needs. Do not worry any longer- it-" Eric stammered. "It pains me to see you like this."
"I'm so sorry." Sookie breathed out in defeat. "I'm always a burden to somebody…"
"Never!" Eric declared becoming angry himself. "You are the most important thing in my world and do not ever second guess your worth in my presence again!"
Sookie whimpered trying to drop her weight to the floor but Eric held her up effortlessly. "I have absolutely worshipped you from the moment we met…do you think one such as myself would waste my time with you if you were unworthy?"
Sookie shook her head in denial but he continued on. "I love everything about you…from the way that you defy me constantly to your charming compassion in which you bestow upon anyone you care for. The way you try to protect those that are hurt. The way you try to rescue those that are lost. Even the way you try to save us all from ourselves and our own darkness…that makes you special Sookie." Eric was emotional, and uncaring of how weak he looked right now saying it, the important thing was that she needed to hear it. "I would gladly sacrifice myself for you."
"I am nothing." She grieved.
"You are wrong- to me at least…you are everything."
Eric swept her up in his arms and carried her over to the tub. He was determined to show her more than words. When he said something- there would be no doubts. Sookie needed a reminder of this fact.
The bathing and pampering went on for almost an hour. Eric shaved her legs for her, washed her hair, massaged oil into her muscles, and she was too depressed to even pretend to put up a fight about it. Every now and again he would whisper something into her ear like "precious" or "mine". Sookie was on auto pilot though and not nearly as affected as she should have been. She just kept thinking, thinking, thinking.
"All done now." Eric said while pulling the drain.
He held up a large black terry cloth towel and went over her whole body with it. She just stood there and let him dry her- numb.
"I talked with Jason." Sookie blurted out suddenly.
Eric's hands were full of some expensive lotion and he was squat down in from of her applying it to her legs. "With your ability?" His body language was tense but Sookie shrugged off the observation easily. "Yeah, before Claudine decided to pop in."
His patience was annoying her. "Well aren't you gonna ask me what he said?"
His six foot four body slowly rose to stand over her. Sookie loved it when he towered over her all dominant like he was now. "I know you, and since you shared freely that you spoke with him, you wouldn't need me to prod you further- you would speak again when ready."
Sookie instantly felt bad. "I know- I'm sorry. I'm just so frustrated."
Eric kissed her forehead, lingering there for a beat, before turning to the stack on the granite counter of a storage cabinet. He brought back soft pink thong panties and again bent down to help her step into them. "Jason said not to trust Bill- why do you think he'd say that?"
"Because Compton has him." Eric said calmly. "That was the matter concerning your brother I wanted to speak with you about."
"You knew?"
Eric nodded. "I was informed by Pam last night after we had returned. You were drained from the use of your powers and unconscious. What else did Jason share?"
Sookie asked a question of her own. "He's not at Bill's house is he?"
She kind of hoped that was the case, as it would make rescuing him easier, but of course no such luck. "Pam already scoured his property at sundown- it's been evacuated. And according to her reports there was evidence of a fight- between Bill and my Queen. How he managed to get away alive surprises me."
"That dirty red head that came to my house right?" Sookie asked. Eric nodded to confirm. "Well I guess he's not working for her anymore then." Sookie mused. "So maybe Bill rescued Jason and is trying to help."
She nibbled on her lower lip. "Jason said he couldn't see but that he was in a place like a dungeon. Then of course shut down the link because 'someone' was coming. So I didn't get much more out of him, other than he's hurt. So I don't know if that would constitute Bill helping." She was getting a headache and feeling dizzy.
"But you two weren't actually speaking aloud so no-one would've heard."
Sookie sighed. "Tell me about it- but you know Jason."
Eric laughed in his own husky way and helped her into her matching pink lace bra. "Much has changed between us don't you agree?" Sookie nodded slowly, not finding the fact Eric was dressing her like his own personal Barbie strange in the least. What is going on with me? Shouldn't I have a problem with this?
"So I am going to do something that I don't normally do." Eric continued, unaware at first that Sookie's eyes were starting to shine in that weird way again. "I'd intended to keep some things from you- while using certain other information, Like Bill having Jason, to my benefit. But I realize now, that is and never will be the way with you, and more than anything I feel we should have trust. Don't you agree?"
Sookie was staring at Eric's track pants that he'd put on, just for her, because she'd made such a fuss earlier. The gesture although sweet was annoying her because she wanted to have his cock in view again- she wanted to feel him again. Sookie licked her lips and put her hands to her breasts, squeezing them as he talked. Good Lord, I must be crazy!
When Sookie didn't answer Eric didn't mind, he was in his most comfortable zone- war strategy. So he went on some more. "It is always best to have a certain amount of leverage when engaging an enemy. And I think I know why Bill chose to abduct Jason from Hot Shot- and it wasn't to get brownie points with you."
Eric traced his finger down Sookie's nose to accentuate his point. But as always, a certain someone had to interrupt him and it wasn't his Sookie. "Yes Pam."
Eric's progeny stood in the doorway with her arms crossed, all red leather and latex, a look she hated- but the breathers ate it up, and then she ate them. So fuck it. She tossed her long blonde braid aside. "The chicks with dicks are here." She informed with monotone.
"And by that you mean the Daemons." Eric said dryly.
"Daemons- drag queens- whatever." Pam matched his sarcasm with boredom that is until she looked at Sookie. "Why Sookie- don't you look all cute and absolutely appetizing." She flirtatiously appraised. "I knew pink was your color…"
"Enough Pam." Eric said with warning.
"No- that's alright Eric." Sookie interjected; giving Pam a sly and sexy smile right back, still massaging her chest.
This actually made Pam a little wide eyed and she looked to Eric again. "What's wrong with her?"
Sookie answered for him. "Why nothing of course." She walked past Eric and away from the tub, bringing her bare feet up to Pam.
Eric decided to observe her behavior for now and see what she did next. It looked like he'd be calling the midget doctor after his meeting. Sookie was acting possessed and somehow he knew it was tied to the magic- but how?
He changed his mind rapidly though, and thought he'd better act quick.
"Hey I have a little lesbian weirdness of my own for you Pam- are you up for it?"
Pam's response was the click of her fangs.
Sookie giggled. "How's about I give you a little taste of me and in return you let me…" She grabbed Pam's crotch and rubbed her thumb over her clit.
Pam's violet eyes dilated and she sighed about to strike Sookie's neck. Eric speeded over and grabbed his Childe by the throat.
"No need to be jealous lover." Sookie pouted to Eric with a frown.
"Sookie listen to me." He pleaded. "This is not you right now."
Pam was moaning and grinding against Sookie's hand, trying to fight against her Maker with no luck.
"Two is fun but three is better." Sookie sing songed, still laughing. Her eyes had gone black. She placed her other hand on Eric's groin giving his shaft similar treatment.
"Fuck," Eric swore, responding to her ministrations against his judgment. "Sookie- you're forcing me to do this…please remember when you wake up, that I am sorry."
He backhanded her with his free hand, sending her flying against the opposite wall; sliding down the tile to the floor, knocked out. Eric let Pam go.
She took a moment and breathed some air, not that she needed to, but want was a good word for it. "Eric- that was actually disturbing. How did she become infected?"
"I don't know yet- but I fucking will find out." He growled.
Eric stalked over to Sookie and scooped her in his arms. She was bleeding from a superficial skull laceration and was limp in his arms. He'd hated doing that to her.
"Looks like you will be drinking from me after all." Eric whispered to her gently.
Pam asked, "Want me to stall them?" suddenly very hungry. She was still unsettled and aroused. She licked her lips and pricked her tongue on an incisor, sucking on her own blood. Some fanger was getting their uterus tongue punched tonight- and then she just might kill them. "That is of course unless you need my help with her." Pam was hopeful.
Eric cocked his brow at her and let his own fangs drop.
Pam looked down in submission. "I will tell them you've been delayed- oh and Master." His answer was clipped. "Speak."
"The humans are all back to normal. The time freeze must have worn out. I received the news from my contact about an hour ago. Mass glamouring is taking place all over to ensure the massacre doesn't get pinned on our kind."
"You have done as I've asked of you- now leave us."
And with that she was gone, leaving Eric and Sookie alone once more. He marched out of the bathroom thinking about the scroll, Bill, the Queen, and the death toll that would be vast in numbers when he was done with them all. Because it was one thing to fuck with him, and quite the other to fuck with what was his.
And he had only just begun to claim Sookie.
He hummed an old battle song from his homeland as his strong strides brought them back to the bedroom. Eric lovingly set her down once again upon the bed, biting into his wrist and opening her mouth to receive what was his to give her.
Yes, he vowed to himself with retribution as Sookie moaned and suckled in her sleep…they would all pay…they would all die.
Eric would see to it personally.
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