*** I do NOT own True Blood. All rights go to Charlaine Harris, author of the Sookie Stackhouse Novels, and Alan Ball, creator of True Blood, and HBO. This is for entertainment purposes only! Enjoy! ***
"Where are we going Kelly?" asked the dark haired girl in the passenger's seat.
"Shreveport," said Kelly.
"What's in Shreveport?" asked the girl.
"A Vampire Bar," said Kelly. "It's called Fangtasia. This really hot vampire called Eric owns it."
"Eric?" asked the girl.
"Yeah. People say he's a Viking," giggled Kelly.
"I don't want to go. Let's go somewhere else," said the girl.
"What are you so scared of Kat?" asked Kelly looking over at her friend.
"I just don't want to go. We can go see Hoyt. You remember my cousin," said Kat.
"I am not going to some Podunk town when I can go party in Shreveport," said Kelly. "It will be fun. I promise. You need to let loose sometimes."
Kat sighed as Kelly drove down the road. There was no way she was getting out of this. Even if she called Hoyt he probably wouldn't come get her. He had Jessica to look after. He wouldn't drop spending time with Jessica to go get his cousin.
Eric was talking with Pam in his office when he felt a shiver. Pam looked at him.
"What is it?" asked Pam.
"Nothing. Any word from Bill?" asked Eric.
"Nothing yet," said Pam.
Eric was looking down at the papers on his desk when he frowned. Pam glanced at the papers. There was nothing there that should make him frown. They were doing well above what they should've been with the crap with Edgington floating about still.
"Eric?" asked Pam.
"Lämna," said Eric.
Pam turned around and left the office. Eric sat back in his seat. He couldn't quite make out what the feeling was. It was either fear or irritation. But it wasn't coming from
"We're here!" said Kelly parking the car.
Kat rolled her eyes as she stepped out of the car. There were a group of protesters standing outside the bar. Kelly rolled her eyes as she grabbed her money and ID.
"They are starting to get annoying," said Kelly.
"What are you talking about?" asked Kat. "How many times a week do you come up here?"
"Three maybe four," said Kelly shrugging her shoulders.
Kelly stood about five foot six, when she wasn't in heels. She had shoulder length red hair. She didn't dress like everyone else at the bar. She was in jeans and a blue dress shirt. She didn't understand the attraction of leather.
Kat on the other hand was five foot four when she wasn't in heels. She had decided on heels tonight, though. Which put her at five foot eight, which put her even with Kelly in her two-inch heels. Kat's black hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She had on her red silk work shirt. She had changed into a pair of jeans when she got home.
They walked up to the door. Kelly flashed the doorman a smile and walked in. Kat showed him her ID and followed Kelly into the bar. When she walked in Kelly was already chatting one of the vampires up. Kat shook her head and made her way to the bar. She sat down on the stool and ordered a beer. She wasn't there five minutes when a guy sat down beside her.
"Well hello there," he said. "Why don't we go some where a little more private and I show you a good time."
"Why don't you fuck off," said Kat.
"Feisty," said the guy.
Kat could hear his fang click into place. He ran his hand up her arm to her shoulder. He turned her head to face him. Kat looked at him finally. He could really do some damage. She saw the look in his eyes as well. She probably wouldn't live through this if she put up a fight.
Pam had gone back into the office. Eric was still sitting in his chair. He had a distant look in his eye. He wasn't focused on anything in particular on his desk. Pam was about to say something when she saw him shiver again.
"Eric, what's going on? Is it Sookie?" she asked.
"No," said Eric.
"Then what is it?" asked Pam.
Eric ignored Pam. He tried to focus on the emotions he was being hit with. Sookie had blocked the connection they had so he knew it wasn't her. He was about to brush it off when he was hit with a third wave of fear. He stood up from his desk and walked out into the club. He had just sat down on his throne when he was hit with, what felt like a ton of bricks of fear. He looked up towards the bar.
"Ta flickan till mitt kontor. Bli av med vampyr som har sina," said Eric.
Pam nodded and walked over to the bar. She tapped the man on the shoulder.
"Not now, cupcake," he said.
"I think now is a perfect time," said Pam.
"Pam. I didn't know it was you," he said looking over at her.
"Release the girl," said Pam.
"I wasn't going to bite her here. I'm not that stupid," he said.
"Taj, the girl," said Pam.
Taj, the vampire who had Kat, let go of her. Chow walked over with another large vampire and escorted Taj out of the bar. Pam smiled at the girl.
"Come with me," said Pam.
"I would just rather leave," said Kat.
"Too bad," said Pam.
Pam took Kat by the hand and led her to Eric's office.
"Sit," said Pam pointing to the couch.
Kat complied and sat down on the couch. Pam turned around and walked out of the room, locking the door behind her. Kat groaned and grabbed her cell phone. Just as she was about to dial Kelly's number Kelly called.
"Hello?" said Kat.
"You're going to have to call your cousin to come get you. I'm leaving," she said giggling.
"Fine," said Kat.
Kat rolled her eyes as she hung up. Figures Kelly would leave her high and dry.
Pam walked up on the stage and over to Eric. She leaned over and whispered something in his ear. He nodded slightly but didn't move. He stayed on the throne for another hour before he walked back into his office. He unlocked the door to see a dark haired girl lying on the couch. He smirked as he closed the door and glided over to his seat behind the desk
Kat looked up when she heard the door open. The blond man ignored her and walked over to his desk. He sat down and looked at her. Kat sat up on the couch and looked at him.
"What am I doing in here? I've been in here for an hour!" said Kat.
Eric didn't reply. Pam walked in a few minutes later and rolled her eyes.
"Eric, göra något. Det här börjar bli tråkigt," said Pam.
"Leave us Pam," said Eric
Pam rolled her eyes but left them alone. Kat refused to look at Eric. Eric smirked and moved to the other side of his desk. He leaned back on it and watched the girl in front of him. She was looking everywhere but at him. Eric took an unneeded breath when he was hit with irritation and lust. Eric crossed his arms in front of him and spoke.
"So nice to see you," he said. "Again."
Kat ignored him.
"What's it been? Ten years?" he said.
Again Kat ignored him.
"I never thought I would be feeling you again," said Eric. "What brings you to my bar?"
Kat spared a glance at the man. He hadn't changed. Not that she expected him to. His hair was shorter than it was ten years ago. She went back to looking at other things in the room. She was finally free of him. She wasn't going to give in again.
Eric chuckled as he moved to stand in front of her. He stuck out his hand. Kat looked at it but didn't move. Eric reached forward and grabbed her hand pulling her to a standing position.
"Well?" he asked.
Eric breathed in her scent. It was intoxicating, but not as intoxicating as Sookie's scent.
"Let go of me. I've done nothing wrong. Why am I here?" asked Kat.
"I think you should be thanking me for saving your life. Again," said Eric.
"I didn't need your help then and I didn't now," said Kat.
Eric took in another breath and the smiled.
"It seems you've gone all these years without being bitten," he said chuckling.
"Let me go," said Kat.
"No," said Eric.
Pam walked into the room, "Compton and Stackhouse are here to see you."
"I'm busy at the moment," said Eric.
"I don't care if you're fucking someone Northman!" said Sookie barreling into the room
Eric let go of Kat who fell back on the couch. He turned to face the little blond in front of him. Bill Compton walked in a few seconds later. The men exchanged glares before Eric spoke.
"What is I can do for you, Ms. Stackhouse?" asked Eric.
Sookie wasn't paying attention to Eric. She was looking at the girl on the couch. She finally turned back to Eric.
"What are you doing with her?" asked Sookie.
"None of your business," said Eric. "Why are you here?"
"The girl, Eric," said Sookie.
"Pam, please take our guest somewhere else," said Eric.
Pam walked over to Kat and grabbed her arm. Pam led her out into the club and over to the bar. Kat sat down and ordered a drink. Pam sat down next to her and was staring at her.
"What is it about you that has him keeping you around?" asked Pam.
"Try asking him," said Kat taking a sip of her beer. "I would rather be somewhere else."
"Then why did you come to Fangtasia?" asked Pam chuckling.
"My friend said we were going out. She just didn't tell me where," said Kat.
Before Pam could reply Sookie came out of the office and over to the bar. She walked straight over to Kat. She took Kat by the hand and started for the door. Eric was following them a few paces behind. Pam followed them out into the parking lot.
"Take her back to the house," said Sookie handing Kat over to Bill.
As soon as Bill Kat's hand Eric appeared. He grabbed Kat's hand and took her from Bill rather forcefully.
"Hands off Compton," said Eric. "She is mine."
Pam gasped when she heard Eric. Sookie looked as dumbfounded as Bill did. Kat whirled around and smacked Eric. Eric, to his credit, didn't flinch in the slightest. Kat jerked her hand out of Eric's grip and stepped back from him.
"I am NOT yours! I've never been yours!" shouted Kat. "And now I'm leaving."
Kat turned around and waved down a cab. She climbed in and told him the address of her Aunt Maxine's house in Bon Temps. It was going to be an expensive ride but she didn't care.
"Eric?" said Sookie. "She is yours?"
"Leave. You have what you want," said Eric disappearing into the club. Pam turned around and followed him. Sookie shook her head and climbed in her car. Bill climbed in beside her and they headed back to Bon Temps.
Lämna = Leave
Ta flickan till mitt kontor. Bli av med vampyr som har sina = Take the girl to my office. Get rid of the vampire who has her.
Eric, göra något. Det här börjar bli tråkigt = Eric, do something. This is getting boring.