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Dead and Alive

I hadn't really thought about my life and how much certain people or vampires meant to me until they stopped coming around. Eric of course had been kept busy since the new regime had taken over. Since Pam was his second-in-command she was also occupied. Bill was still traveling on and off and rarely came into Merlottes anymore. Quinn and I are well… over and I really don't even want to think about that one. I'd say it had been about 2 months since the night a vampire named Victor had showed up at my house and threatened both Eric and Bill with their deaths if they didn't accept the King's takeover of Louisiana. It had also been 2 months since Eric had remembered just what exactly happened between him and I when his memory had been temporarily erased with the witch Hallow.

It was an exceptionally slow night tonight at Merlottes, even for a Tuesday. I looked at Sam who was silently looking around at everyone.

"Sam, I just don't know why we are so slow lately" I said. He nodded slowly.

"Sookie, why don't you go ahead and go home. Arlene has been needing the extra cash with her having the kids and all" He said not even looking at me. Arlene and I had very different views about many things, but I understand that she really does need the money. Besides I had been working for 2 months straight without having to ask off so it seemed like a pretty good deal.

"Ok Sam," I said going to the back to get my coat. When I emerged he was still standing in the same place. Hmm I wonder what's going on with him, I thought. "Night Sam," I said as I turned to leave.

After what felt like forever I was finally pulling into my nice gravel driveway (courtesy of Eric). I have no idea why I had been thinking of Eric so much lately but I decided to push it from my mind. That is until I got to my house and saw his beautiful yet small red corvette parked in my spot. Oh great. Well I meant that a little more sardonically, Thank You Word-A- Day calendar, than it had come out. I parked beside the corvette and grabbed my purse completely intent of getting out and facing him. I pulled out my keys and started up the front steps. Right as I was about to insert my key into the lock my door opened.

"Why Sookie don't you just look…wonderful" He said in his normal "I'm a big blonde blue eyed Viking and whatever I say is sexy" voice.

"These are just my work clothes, Eric," I said in a very not sexy tone. Pushing past him I went into MY house. "So…what brings you here Eric," I asked as he followed me into the living room. I really wanted to get out of these work clothes but quickly decided to just sit down and listen to him. He'd probably follow me if I did attempt to change.

"As much has you act like you hate to see me…lover, we both know you are feeling quite happy about me being here..," Damn him and the blood bond, "Did you miss me in my absence?" he asked. He looked me directly in the eyes, but then again he always does that. I decided to ignore him.

"Eric, is there a reason you are here," I said as I yawned. I was trying as hard as I could not to be excited to see him. He raised one eyebrow. Then he face got serious. Ahh the look of business.

"I have a proposition to ask of you," he said still not breaking eye contact I might add. I opened my mouth to speak but he put his hand up, "I know that you have previously... voiced complaints about taking time off of work, but I assure you I will compensate you generously." Oh great. I just stared at him. After a very long silence he looked down and then back up at me. "I need you to fill in as a waitress at Fangtasia," he said.

"Why?" I couldn't help but ask.

"It seems that someone has been killing our waitresses," he said in a matter-of-fact way, much like I would say the 'The weather has been dim lately.' "There are no signs of fowl play other than a single blow to their heads. No scent, fingerprint, there is nothing."

"So… you want me to fill in and try to get killed?" I asked.

"Yes" was his only answer. I couldn't help but look up at him astonished.

"Excuse me?"

"Sookie, you would have full protection the entire time you were in Shreveport. If I could not be around, Pam would be." He glanced down. "I have already cleared a leave of absence with the shifter," he said.

"His name is Sam," I snapped.

"Yes, very well Sam has said it would be okay" I contemplated my options. I could either say no which would just make Eric mad or I could say yes and possibly get killed. This was just wonderful.

"When do you want me to start," I said in defeat. Although I must say I was actually happy. I would be in Fangtasia around Eric. I tried to push my excitement back, but come on. The man is gorgeous. The corners of his mouth started to turn up.

"Tomorrow night," he said simply.

"For how long," I asked

"I do not know," he said looking amused at my questions. "You can stay with Pam and I so you do not have to travel every day," he said. Uh huh I bet I could. I studied him briefly… he was up to something.

"Uhm Ok… and what will I have to wear?" I said. He looked up and smiled, but didn't say anything.

"Eric... I'm not wearing what Pam wears," I said unsure. He just continued to smile at me, which for Eric is kinda… unsettling.

"We'll see Sookie," He said standing up. "I'll expect you at Fangtasia around 6." Oh he will, will he. "Make sure to pack for a couple of weeks at least," he said. He walked over and gave me a light kiss on the cheek.

"Well Eric, as always thanks for dropping by," I said sarcastically. He didn't seem to notice as he walked towards the door. Just as I thought he was gone for sure he turned.

"Oh and Sookie, since your going to be visiting we can continue our conversation about what happened while my memory was gone," He said and then winked. My mouth just stood open. I started to say something, but then he was gone… stupid, gorgeous, Viking vampire.

TBC.

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