A\N: Due to FF policy, the last part of this chapter is not available here. Only on my wordpress. I don't want to be deleted. Blame the site not me :P

Chapter 26

He took his hand away and I instantly missed it. He used it to push himself in a full seated position and that is when I realize that the other one was missing. Instead, there was skin at his wrist as if he never had one. I sighed heavily at the thought that I still had no idea the extent of his injury and I closed my eyes as I imagined what he went through. Was it torture? An explosion? The dimmed lights and the sheets that covered his body made it impossible to asses.

"I know." I replied having a hard time not to get too emotional.

"Come sit beside me please. I want to feel you close to me." He asked me but I hesitated and I know he sensed it.

My hesitation was solely based on the guilt I felt. It was as if I didn't think I deserved him and for him to invite me close to him although welcomed, seemed undeserving. I moved to his side nonetheless, my craving and instincts taking control over reasons. I was careful not to take too much space even though he had moved a bit over to the other side to allow me to have some space at his side. By the time I stopped wiggling, my shoulder was against his arm and our legs were touching. I wrapped my arm under his and tilted my head just enough that it rested on his side. I took a deep breath and finally relaxed completely.

"I am so sorry that I doubted you Eric" I began. Words were not coming easy to me and I had to take a few seconds to steady my shaken voice. "It wasn't warranted and I just let myself get tangled in a bunch of lies and was too scared and worried to question anything." I whispered apologizing. The truth was, I had been weak and I had let them get to my head. I was ashamed of it and I didn't know how to make it up to him and or Pam.

"You have been through a lot älskling," he said as if he was trying to make excuses for me. I still had no idea what that word meant but I had to assume it was a term of endearment, or at least I was hoping so.

"So did you." I pointed out sadly. He was getting better by the minute but it was obvious he was still days away before he would be back to himself.

I felt him shift under my head and sensed his lips through my hair. He kissed me softly and it gave me goosebumps. I didn't deserve his attention and I exhale my shame as I closed my eyes. I turned my face up gently as if I was trying not to disturb what we had, uncertain of any of my moves. I was stiff with uncertainty and burdened with guilt. He must have sensed it.

"Sookie, I cannot say I understand completely why you would doubt me as I tried to show you just how much I care. With that being said I know you have been through a lot and at times probably thought you may never see me again while at other, it felt as if I did not tell you everything. I can understand that and I can forgive you but only if you let me Lover. It has to start with you accepting that we all make mistakes. I should have never brought you to that trial. I should have just taken the punishment and move on. I am sorry." He added bringing his forehead to mine.

I was taken by surprise, why would he apologize?

"I knew what I was getting into, you had warned me. " I scuffed off. "You are in no way responsible for what happened!" I exclaimed but then he brought his lips to mine and I couldn't say anything else.

His kissed was soft but assertive. It surprised me how much he could see without his eyes but he knew exactly where every part of me was without any hesitation. He brought his hand to the back of my head to keep it in place as I felt a brush of his tongue against my upper lip as if he was asking for permission.

I parted them enough that he could enter at first gently but I felt the urgency in his cadence and I took it upon myself to turn my body so I was now facing him on my knees. It caused him to be able to lean back on the pillow no doubt being a more comfortable position for him. We never broke our kiss, his hand now cupping my ass. He was bringing me even closer to him and if it wasn't for his injuries, I would have taking it as a hint he wanted me to straddle him.

I slowed down the kiss and he growled in protest but once I broke away, I could tell he was exhausted although something was a bit off. He looked as if he was trying to control himself and I wondered why.

The sun was going to be up soon judging by the colours in the sky and I thought about Pam and where she was.

"You need to rest Eric." I said to him as he sagged down into the bed further. He knew I was right and he was resigned. "Is Pam going to make it back on time?" I inquired getting up from the bed to walk to the windows. There had to be away to block out the sun?

"She is not coming back until later tonight even maybe early in the morning." He replied bringing the sheets almost up to his chin. "The button is beside the door, it should close the metal blinds" he said. Even without his sight he knew exactly what I was doing. I pushed the button and heard the familiar click the blinds made when they were closing. I must have heard it the day before.

I took my seat at his side and watched him for a few minutes. He was smiling and looked content.

"How long do you think you will take to heal?"

"A few days. Pam will take care of the bar until I am better. I have to be there for Saturday, it's going to be an important night." He said reaching for my hand to hold it.

"Because of Blackthorn?" I asked suddenly remembering that they were scheduled to play in a couple days.

As if these few exchange was enough to bring me back to reality, I thought about Gran and Jason who were supposedly with the Order. I played back what Hadley and Jake had told me about it, and how I was a descendant or something.

"Yes, if my suspicions are correct, I believe they have connections with hunters, it is the only thing that explains the recent activity and why my business is a target."

"Sam told me about vampires wanting to come out of the shadows. The Order isn't a fan huh?"

"Indeed, they would rather if the supernatural stayed in the shadows so they can better control the population."

"What do you gain out of it?"

"Do you mean vampires," I nodded but then remembered he couldn't see me so I said yes. "Power" he answered. Made sense, being mainstream included politics and freedom to do whatever they wanted to do.

"I am going to go in my day sleep soon Lover." He added after a few minutes while I was lost in my thoughts. "I will look dead." He said and I frowned.

"I know." I replied as he kissed my hand gently.

"Pam will get you home when she comes back." He paused as if this was hard for him to say.

"I don't have to go unless you are expecting me to take my shift tomorrow?" I giggled as I pushed on his side gently.

He was smiling again.

"No, but I am sure you will want to get in touch with your cousin very soon. For your grandmother and your bother?" he stated and I lost my smile.

I had to see them, I wanted to even though I knew it was going to be dangerous.

"I would much rather, if I could be there with you or at least Pam."

"They won't allow it. I have to go by myself and pretend they sold me their salad." I quickly replied. "I will be careful but there are no worries. I can read their thoughts, Ill now when there is a threat." I explained trying to convince us both it was a safe thing to do.

"You should assume they know about your telepathy, if your cousin does."

"Some I am sure do, but for some reason, I think Hadley didn't tell them all. Otherwise how would you explain the hunters from the bar? They had no idea I could read their minds."

He nodded and seemed lost in his thoughts. I was starting to be really good at reading his vampire body language. Sure at first it all looks the same but eventually you can tell the difference between some of it. Like right now, he was concerned even though he looked completely normal.

After a few minutes in silence, Eric slowly drifted down to his pillow. I looked down at him from my seating position.

"Are you okay?" I asked and he nodded.

"The sun has been up for 30 minutes now. I should rest, now is not the time to get a case of bleeds."

"Bleeds?" Repeated but then leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. "You can explain when you wake up."

He didn't reply and I assumed he was already gone. I lifted one of his arms from the mattress and let it fall back down witnessing absolutely no resistance at all. After a few minutes, I got up from the bed and debating whether it would be weird to sleep beside him. I mean he was technically dead; did I really want to sleep beside a dead body?

I made my way to the kitchen and look through different cupboard and bags. I was looking for a phone or some way to communicate with the outside world but there was nothing. I thought about Lafayette, Tara and Sam, they must be really wondering where the hell I was. The last thing we had said to each other was when Gran had first disappeared and I had debated going to work. That was on Sunday, 3 days ago. I sigh heavily and resigned myself to grabbing a protein bar before taking my seat back beside Eric.

I didn't give a shit he was dead at this second, I was going to sleep beside him and I was going to cuddle him, no matter how weird that was.


There was no way for me to know what time it was. I had awakened with my arm still on Eric's chest and we had not moved one bit. I felt somewhat rested but since he was not moving at all, I guessed I could have not slept more than 8 or 9 hours but since there was no clock in the cabin and I did not have my phone, there was no way for me to know.

I opened the protein bar I had brought with me earlier as I had fell asleep before I could eat it and devoured it without any much thought. I wondered if Eric would mind at this time if I turned the lights on. I was tired of being in the dark and not seeing more than a few inches in front of me.

I opted for turning on a small lamp in the living room and sat on the couch to finish my bar. There were a few magazines on the coffee table so I reached for one to keep me occupied.

It had to be a good hour before Eric started to stir and I immediately reached for the small lamp.

"It's okay lover." He mumbled before sitting himself up.

I looked in his direction to notice that his eyes were fully formed and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your eyes!" I exclaimed as I walked to his side.

He smiled and turned his body to let his feet touch the floor. I looked him over to see what else had healed but concluded that it was only his eyes and some of the superficial cut.

"It will take me a bit more time for this one." He said as he showed his missing hand up. "It can take weeks for a limb to come back. I will need to figure out a way to hide it so the public won't notice I am missing it. "He explained as he stretched to his feet slowly. He looked much better than the night before but I could tell he wasn't a 100%.

He walked around the cabin for a little bit before standing in front of me.

"The sun is almost down." He stated caressing my cheek softly.

"So it must be past 8 then?" I wondered and he nodded.

"Pam should be here around midnight I would think."

His narrowed to the kitchen and I looked behind me. From my search earlier I knew there was nothing in there for him. Pam must have used the last bag before she left.

"Do you need more blood?" I asked and his gaze made its way to me again.

"Pam will bring more when she comes back after taking care of a few things at the bar." He responded turning his face slightly to face mine. "We may be vacationing but the bar isn't closed tonight" he said and I had a feeling he was trying to change subject. Why?

"Right. But about the blood, isn't it better if fresh? Wouldn't you heal faster?" I inquired but he didn't respond right away. His expression trying to be unreadable but I knew he was working on control.

"I will be fine." He said to me and I frowned.

"That wasn't the question."

"What are you asking?" he said coldly and I grew worried I had struck a nerve of some kind.

"I am asking if I was to feed you my blood, would it be better for you?" I was being bold and I wasn't convinced this was the best way to go with this.

"No." he snapped.

"It would, wouldn't it?" I asked again. "Why are you refusing? If it means you heal faster then let's do it."

"No." he said again but it just managed to piss me off.

"Why?" but I was met with a growl. "What's wrong?"

"A few hours ago you were convinced I wanted you here for the sole purpose of feeding me and was clearly not okay with that notion. Are you trying to tell me now it is okay?" he asked angrily

I must a stuttered a couple times before quitting in trying to reply. He was right and I looked at my feet to give me something to do. I was sorry I had asked.

After a few minutes, I felt his hand on mine and he caressed it slowly.

"I am sorry I am a bit on edge." He said to me but I stayed quiet. "To tell you the truth, I am having a hard time controlling myself around you. I wouldn't want to risk it. I don't know if I would be able to stop drinking, I may be old but I am hurt therefore unpredictable. Besides, I hate that you thought I wanted you here for that purpose." He explained and I shook my head.

"I trust you! Let me show you that I do." I paused; I didn't know how to explain to him that this was my way to show him that I had been wrong; it was a way to take care of him, to thank him for everything he had done for me. I had not forgotten. "I trust you will stop in time and I know that you did not ask me here for purpose of feeding you but I want to help Eric, and if my blood will help you heal faster, than it is a no brainer. Besides, it is my body, my choice. It is different because I am not being forced to do something I do not want to do."

I reached to hold his hand while the other one stroke his cheek gently.

"Please let me do this for you, you saved my life before. " I whispered and then kissed him slowly so he wouldn't get the chance to say no. It was my turn to be assertive.

I heard a moan escape from his mouth which aroused me instantly. I wanted him, I needed him and while my logical side gave me plenty of reasons why I shouldn't but I was no longer listening. I made sure my tongue stroke his with the same rhythm he was now offering. His only hand was caressing my back, bringing me slowly closer to him. I moved my lower body closer feeling a bulge underneath the fabric. His grip was now tighter as his hip surged forward and I moaned my desire.

I explored his back using one hand while the other one was in the front exploring his chest. I gently tugged on his shirt and he took it as a cue to take it off. I wasn't complaining. He was beautiful, and caught myself watching him until he brought his lips back on mine and we resumed kissing, this time, faster.

"I" he whispered between a kiss. "Cannot promise…mmmm" he responded as I reached for the bulge in his pants.

The urgency I felt, I knew he felt it too but he somehow manage to slow down our kiss and as if he needed to take a breath, he tilted his head to the left, my lips hanging on the side of his mouth.

"I cannot promise to control myself lover. It is dangerous." He murmured and I nodded in understanding.

"It is a risk I am willing to take." I replied offering my neck to him.

He kissed it softly while his body gently guided me back to the bed that was only a few feet from where we were standing. I sat first on it propping myself on my forearm before pushing myself further so my legs were no longer on the floor. Eric was now hovering over me, his eyes closed. His lips were right above mine.

"You are beautiful." He whispered, his hand caressing my side and making its way up to my breasts. He left a kiss on my lips before kissing my chin and my neck. I couldn't contain myself anymore. All these new sensations, it was hard to breathe.

"Ahhh Eric, mmmm please..." is all I could manage to say, his tongue licking my skin half way down my neck. "Drink" I finished.

I heard a pop and wondered what had made the noise but then I felt his teeth scraping the skin of my neck and I moaned louder. The short pain I felt did nothing to cool me down and instead; I pushed my hips up to wrap my legs around his hips and brought him closer to me. The light suction on my neck dictated my lower body movements as my hands explored his body. At some point, I couldn't even feel his drinking as if my body was growing accustom to it. My hands instinctively made their way down but Eric growled when I got to his pants and he stopped drinking from me. His good hand reached down while he was holding himself up with the other one. I thought he was reaching for my pants so I took it upon myself to take them off but he stopped me before I could pull them down.

"Is this really what you want?" he asked huskily which took me by surprise.

"Why wouldn't be?" I exclaimed trying to kiss him again but he had something else to say.

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