Chapter Thirty Five:

"I have a spare room if you ever need a place to stay." Sookie offered as we hugged tightly. She and Bill were due to take off to Bon Temps in only an hour. I wasn't sure exactly when I would see Sookie, still not aware of the plans Godric and Eric were currently working out. I of course was whisked out of the room by an emotional Sookie wanting to say goodbye. After all we've been through, I gladly soaked up the last few moments we had together. For all I knew, we may never see each other again. We'd of course write, talk on the phone, but it just wasn't the same. She was like a sister to me, we understood each other in ways that no one else could. Not even Bill or Godric could truly understand us. And I wouldn't even begin to think that Eric had any idea what was going through my head. He may have been able to know what I was feeling, but my head was just a mess half of the time.

"You could come live with me if you and Godric don't..." She didn't know how to finish the sentence. "You could work at Merlotte's with me."

"I'll keep it in mind" I smiled at her. "If nothing else, I promise I'll visit. I never got a chance to see your house or Merlotte's."

"You better." She wagged a finger at me. "Do you have any idea at all where you'll be going?"

"No idea." I shook my head. "Could be staying here for all I know. Though I think Godric would like to get out of this city for awhile. Can't hold vampires down to one spot too long. Especially after everything that's happened."

"So you think you and Godric will be sticking together then?"

"I hope so. I really need him right now. And I think he needs me too. We're both trying to find something." I ran a hand through my hair. "As for Eric...I have no idea."

"I'm sure he'll try and get you to go back to Shreveport." Sookie grinned.

"I doubt it." I rolled my eyes. "He'll be happy to get rid of me."

"After last night...I don't think so." She chuckled.

I groaned. "You heard?"

"We're in the room next door; it's a bit hard not to listen in. Bill was dead to the world of course." She laughed. "You and Eric seemed to have a good time this morning."

I shifted uncomfortably. "Yeah I guess."

"He makes you happy, doesn't he?" She questioned. "I haven't seen you smile in awhile, and you haven't stopped smiling since I dragged you out of that room."

I shrugged. "I don't know. He does I guess. But...I mean its Eric. I'd be an idiot if I thought too much into it."

It was true. While he did make me happy, and I hadn't smiled this much in ages, I knew it would only be temporary. He would be off to Shreveport in the next coming days, go back to being the arrogant Viking that he was and run Fangtasia. He'd be enjoying himself with whatever new dancer that was hired and he'd be back to him old self. I wouldn't be a thought in the vampire's mind. I knew that. Nothing that had happened this morning would change that. I didn't know where my future would lead me, but I was almost certain it wouldn't be with him.

No matter how much I wished it to.

"Well whatever may happen, we'll keep in touch." She hugged me one last time when she spied Bill at the end of the hallway, looking down at his watch impatiently. "I better go."

"Have a good flight. I'll call you in a day or so." I returned the embrace. "I'm grateful I met you Sookie Stackhouse."

"You have no idea how great it is to have met you." Sookie nodded as she took a step back. "It's nice not to feel so alone."

I felt tears popping in my eyes and I could only nod my head as she hurried down the hall to meet Bill. I waved as they slipped into the elevator, feeling a twinge of pain in my heart. I wondered if we would actually ever be able to see each other again.

"Oh get a hold of yourself, Ellie." I muttered to myself, blinking rapidly to rid myself of the tears. I would truly miss Sookie if I never got to see her again. She was someone who I could talk to freely without worries of judgement.

"Yes, please get a hold of yourself." The all too familiar cocky voice spoke from behind me.

I sighed as I slowly turned around, staring up into Eric's blue eyes. "Shut up."

He smirked as he turned and led the way back to our room. I gazed over my shoulder to where Sookie had once been standing and frowned before following after him. He held the door open, nudging me inside before entering himself and closing the door. I walked over to the empty couch across from where Godric sat in a chair and plopped down onto it.

"You're upset." Godric mused as he sipped his bottle of blood.

"I'm fine." I shrugged.

"She's just an emotional little girl." Eric rolled his eyes, sitting beside me.

I shot him a glare as I inched away from him. He was already returning to his arrogant and cocky personality.

"Eric." Godric sent him a pointed look before turning his attention onto me. "Is everything alright, Elizabeth?"

"I'm fine Godric." I repeated. "So...what are the plans?"

"Eric will be returning to Shreveport tomorrow evening." Godric sat back in his chair.

"Figured as much." I blinked, waiting for Godric to explain what would happen to us. "So what about us? Unless you don't want me around or whatever."

I bit my bottom lip hard, hoping to god Godric wouldn't just suddenly decide that he didn't want me around. I don't know how I would even try and attempt to live without him. Sure I could go to Bon Temps and probably live a half decent life, but it just wouldn't be the same. I needed Godric, and I hoped that he needed me just as much. We had saved each other's lives, even if were against the other's wishes. I didn't want to just suddenly part. I don't think I could take that.

"I don't ever wish to rid of you." Godric was beside me in a flash, feeling the emotions that were surging through me. He tucked a piece of my hair behind an ear before cupping my cheek. "Don't even think such a thing. You're the reason I'm sitting in this room alive. You mean a great lot to me Elizabeth."

Well now I just wanted to cry all over again. "Good, because I really need you Godric."

"And I need you." He laid a kiss on my forehead, his lips cold on my skin. "As for the two of us, I don't wish to spend much longer here in Dallas. I believe I've lived here long enough."

"Thank the lord. There are far too many bad memories here." I sighed in relief. "So where to then?"

"Eric was kind enough to offer his nest." Godric gazed over my shoulder to the, I'm sure smirking, blonde Viking. "And I do wish to spend time with my child, especially since this visit was for...unfortunate reasons."

Like trying to rescue you from a psycho church.

"So you're going to be living with Eric then?" I wondered where I fell into this. Eric surely wouldn't want me around; he had been counting down the days until he would be rid of me.

"We both shall be." Godric's eyes twinkled.

"We? But..." I twisted to stare up at Eric with wide eyes. "You couldn't wait to get rid of me."

"You also hated me." He smirked, one of his hands reaching up to caress the side of my neck with his thumb. "But I do believe that changed this morning."

My face flushed. "But..."

"Would you like me to rescind my offer?" He raised an eyebrow.

"No." I shook my head. "It's just...well it's you."

"You shouldn't insult the person who just offered you a place to live."

"You have a temper, a bad one at that. You go off on people whenever you don't get your way. You have an ulterior motive for everything that you say and do. And this," I pointed between us. "Was just probably one of them."

Eric laughed. He actually laughed. There was no mocking, no cruel little insult. He just laughed. I stared at him before gazing at Godric questioningly. Godric simply looked amused at his child, which didn't help my state of confusion.

"You're a silly little fool, Elizabeth." Eric shook his head, the smirk returning to his lips.

"I am not." I huffed, crossing my arms.

"You are." He cupped both of my cheeks, cradling my head in his hands. "Why would I offer you a place to live if I just thought you were some worthless little human?"

"You've said so yourself." I reminded him.

"I did. But that was before you managed to keep my maker alive." He replied honestly. "You're not as worthless now."

"You just want to exploit my powers." I accused.

"Of course I do." He snickered. "However, it helps that you're rather intoxicating to be around."

"So I'm vampire crack then." I rolled my eyes. "Lovely."

He sniggered. "Essentially, yes."

"Awesome. So you want me around for your drug habit. You might need to go to rehab for that."

Eric rolled his eyes as he removed his gaze from me and onto his maker. They seemed to have a silent conversation before Godric stood and quietly left the room. I raised an eyebrow and was about to question where Godric had gone, when Eric's lips silenced any thought of talking. He manoeuvred me so I was lying on the couch, his long form hovering over me. I moaned as his tongue brushed across my lips, silently pleading for access. I obliged, our tongues dancing together as his hands roamed down my body, not leaving an inch untouched. I was immediately aroused, and I could feel that Eric was as well. But he pulled himself away before we could go any farther, much to my disappointment. He smirked down at me as he held himself above me by his hands on either side of my head on the couch. I gazed up at him shyly, at a complete loss for words.

"You're an idiot, Ellie." He shook his head. "If I just wanted you for your blood I would have had you long ago."

"So then why do you suddenly want me around then?" I asked softly. "You hated me. You hated Godric forcing you to watch over me. You hated having to deal with me. So what changed?"

"I almost lost you." He gritted his teeth as he suddenly sat up, looking away just as quickly.

"I'm just a stupid human. Why should it matter?"

"Because you're not just a stupid human." He grunted.

"Right, because I'm 'special." I snorted, pushing myself up so I was sitting beside him. "I will gladly give my powers up just for you to give me a straight answer." I trailed a hand down his arm, though snapped it away quickly when the electric shock sparked between us. "What the hell is that!"

Eric gazed down at his arm before up into my eyes. "You're powers are growing every day."

"What powers?" I threw my hands up. "Can't it be enough to move things with my mind? I don't even have that figured out yet. I can't handle anything else. What am I, Eric?"

"I don't know." He looked away again.

"Is that an 'I don't know' because you actually don' know. Or are you just trying to play mind games with me. Because I am so tired of your mind games." I pushed myself off of the couch. "I love Godric, and I want to spend as much time as I possibly can with him. But if this is how you're going to act, then I can't go back to Shreveport. Maybe I'll go to Bon Temps so Godric and I can still be together, but I can't do this. I'm not in the right frame of mind to deal with your minds games and some stupid powers I don't even understand."

He was before me in a flash, causing me to yelp in surprise and take a step back. Of course, I just had to trip over the edge of the rub and stumble backwards. Eric caught me around the waist with ease, pulling me up against his chest. I muttered curses as I tried to pull away from him, but he just kept his hold around me.

"That will break Godric."

"Yeah well, I can't mentally take you." I shot back. "Just be straight with me for just once, Eric."

His hands found my shoulders and pushed me a good foot away from him. I stared up at him, expecting him to snap some usual insult at me.

"Just give me a reason why I should go back to Shreveport with you. I don't need some promise; I just need a tiny little reason. Anything." I pleaded with him.

Something changed in his eyes. They looked almost possessive. My eyes grew wide when a click sounded and his fangs were on full display. My heart skipped as I tried to take a step back. He had me pushed up against the closest wall before I could blink, his hand in my hair yanking my head painfully to the side. He lowered his head until his fangs were just above my pulsing vein, just waiting to sink into my neck.

"You want a reason?" he growled, yanking on my hair even harder and making me wince. "You want a god damn reason?"

I could only squeak in response, there was nothing else I could do. I was in such a vulnerable spot. He could kill me right here. He could drain my blood, snap my neck, or whatever else he wished to do. I should have been afraid. My brain should have been yelling at me to scream, to kick, to do something to get away from this vampire. But it didn't. For once in my life, my brain was just silent. My heart however, was pounding in my chest. I didn't know what to think. But for some strange reason, I didn't fear him like I should have. I didn't want to run away, I didn't want to scream for help. For some crazy reason, I actually trusted him. I trusted everything about him, even if he did have his fangs poised and ready to attack. He had been there when I was at my lowest, while I still was. He had saved my life more times than I could count, and while he rubbed it into my face every chance he could, he had never openly regretted doing so. He had let me just cry when I needed to, held me when I had my painful nightmares, and made love to me as if he truly did care. There was nothing about him right now that scared me. Those razor sharp fangs should have, but they didn't. I completely trusted Eric Northman with my life.

"Give me a reason, Eric."

His teeth pierced my skin, causing me to wince in pain. But I didn't do anything but just stand there, letting him drink my life force. He wasn't doing so hungrily, he wasn't doing so aggressively. He was acting like he was trying to make a point; like he was marking me.

"You're mine." He growled, lifting up from my neck, blood dripping from his mouth; my blood.

I didn't have a moment to react as his lips came crashing down onto mine.