Haha, yeah, I know I said I wasn't going to continue, but last night, I had an epiphany! :D I realized what I could do with the story. YUSSSS! Lol. So, this will be the last of Crimson Darkness, but fear not, I will do a sequel concerning season three. I'm sorry for my laziness ad incompetence to finish a story, but I will finish Crimson Darkness! :D Oh, there will be a slight tweaking of the end of Season Two – I made it, so Eric got Sookie to drink his blood. I'll need it for Season Three. Oh, and Bella's powers grow.

When It Rains

You made yourself a bed
At the bottom of the blackest hole
And you'll sleep 'til May and you'll say
That you don't want to see the sun anymore


"It's great to be home," I exclaimed, as I dumped my bags on the floor, just feet away from the front door.

Kaylee rolled her eyes, as she sidestepped my bags before tossing hers on the floor. "Yeah, it is. So, does this mean that you've stopped running?"

I glared at her. "I wasn't running! I just wanted to take a much needed vacation."

She gave me a look, which I ignored, as I spotted a piece of paper taped to the hallway lamp. I grabbed it and scanned the letter, my mouth popping open in shock. He fired me from Fangtasia! I need that money. I was tempted to go give him a piece of my mind, but Kaylee yanked the letter out of my hand and read it. When she was finished, she gave me a worried look. "So, what are you going to do?"

"Give him a good kick up the ass," I seethed, but then I remembered what he said the last time we saw each other. "Or maybe not, but I'll figure something out. We have enough money to support us for a few months and Northman still owes me money – ten thousand to be exact!"

"Ten thousand dollars," Kaylee exclaimed; her dark eyes wide and excited.

"Hmm. Oh, yeah, he said he'd pay me and Sookie for our troubles in locating Godric." I said, absentmindedly, as I reached for the letter. When my fingers brushed against the paper, I gasped as images flooded my head.

Eric walking quietly up to Sookie, who was talking to a black man holding a shotgun, who was startled at Eric's appearance and shot him, Eric lay bleeding. Words were exchanged between Sookie and Eric, Sookie looked pissed and disgusted while she kneeled down before him and began to suck the bullets from his chest. Eric crossed his arms behind his head with a very smug look on his face.

I blinked my eyes a couple of times when I saw my foyer in my eyes, Kaylee looking at me with a very confused look on her face. "What was that, Bella?"

I shook the images from my head. "I have to call Sookie."

I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed her number. She quickly answered, "Bella, hey, how are you?"

I ignored the question and got straight to it. "Sookie, did you drink Eric's blood?"

She gasped on the other line. "How did you know that? That was days ago."

I bit my nails. "I think my powers are growing, I had a vision of you and a black man talking and then, Eric appeared and got shot. And, you sucked the bullets out of him."

"Oh my god, you saw that? I thought you could sense it. But, yeah, that bastard tricked me!" Sookie hissed, heatedly.

"Oh, Gesù! Sookie, do you know what this means?" I demanded, pacing back and forth in my foyer; Kaylee listening intently to my side of the conversation. "He will always know where you are! You'll have sex dreams about him and you'll find yourself attracted to him."

"I know," Sookie wailed in disgust. "Bill could sense it and he called and it was awful. I can't believe Eric tricked me like that."

I sighed, rubbing my eyes. "Look, Sook, I'm back home in Shreveport and tomorrow I'm gonna come visit you in Bon Temps and we'll talk. You need to fill me in on the Maenad. Okay?"

Sookie agreed and told me that she had to get ready for dinner with Bill; I wished her luck and hung up. I told Kaylee to go to bed, she stomped angrily up the stairs, but I was used to her throwing tantrums. I went into the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of wine and went upstairs to take a bath. As the tub was filling up, I took off my clothes and uncorked the bottle before taking a huge gulp. Placing the bottle on the floor, I turned off the water before sinking into the hot, bubbly water. I sighed in pleasure as I laid my head against the side of the tub and reached for the bottle and taking another huge swig. The heat was making me drowsy and I couldn't fight the battle anymore.

"Hello, Isabella," Eric's unmistakable voice cooed from above.

My eyes snapped open and the first thing I see was that smirk that made me want to jump him and hit him all at the same time. Eric was sitting on the edge of the tub, his fingers dipped in the water and brushing against my arms; I narrowed my eyes at him. I sat up, not caring the my naked breasts were visible to him – he's seen them before – and gave him a glare that I've seen my Nonna give me countless times, but it didn't faze him at all, his eyes were too busy staring at my chest. "Eric Northman, I'm trying to relax and your selfish ass isn't helping me whatsoever!"

Eric rolled his eyes. "Oh, Isabella, always the theatrics with you!"

My icy, green eyes went frostier if possible. "What the hell is that suppose to mean?"

"You're always dramatic and it's quite childish of you," Eric explained, blankly.

Seething in anger, I stood up in the tub, ignoring the bubbled and water sliding down my body. "Oh, I'm childish? What about you, Eric?"

He cocked an eyebrow, his eyes permanently glued to my wet, naked body. "What are you babbling about now?"

I said one word, "Sookie."

Eric raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Oh, that? I figured Sookie would go screaming to you."

I blurted it out before I could stop myself. "She didn't tell me, I saw it!"

He looked curious. "You weren't there, I would have smelt you."

I suddenly looked interested in his shirt. "I don't stink!"

"Isabella," Eric growled.

"I think my gift is advancing or something, because when I got that stupid letter from you, which I'm very angry about, I had a vision of you getting shot and Sookie SUCKING out the bullets, you manipulative ass!" I hissed.

Now, Eric looked very intrigued. He stood up to his full height, grasped my wet hips and lifted my out of the tub, which I protested to greatly, and set me down in front of him, our bodies brushing. I noticed he leaned down, our lips about to brush when I was pulled out of the dream by my ringtone.

I shot up in the tub, water spilling over as I looked around in surprise. I reached out and grabbed my phone off the toilet seat and answered it shakily, "Hello."

"Oh my God, Bella, Bill's been kidnapped," Sookie sobbed on the other side.

I blanched. "What?"

"Can you meet me at Fangtasia – I need to inform Eric," Sookie asked.

I fidgeted. "Well, I don't think that's a good idea, Sook."

"Isabella, please, Bill was asking me to marry him."

"I'll be right there."

Dun, dun, dun. I know it's short, but I needed to get this over with. Okay, so that's the end of Crimson Darkness, but there will be a sequel and hopefully it'll be A LOT better than Crimson Darkness. The sequel will be called The Blood Moon. Hopefully, I'll have the sequel up tonight.

The Blood Moon Summary: Isabella Vincent follows Sookie Stackhouse to Jackson, Mississippi with the help of werewolf Alcide Herveaux in the quest to find Bill Compton. Bella, still sore over Eric and his trickery towards Sookie; can't help but feel attracted towards the tall, dark, and handsome werewolf, who's hung up over his ex too. Together, Bella and Alcide seek comfort and forgetfulness with each other, as they try and figure out what's going on in Jackson.