Chapter 1 – You

These characters are not mine. They belong to HBO and Charlaine Harris. I am only borrowing and playing them. I can’t wait for the new season and the new book, so I am filling my time writing this! I am a broke stay at home Mom, so please do not sue me! _________________________________________________________________________________________________

This takes place after Bill disappears on the last episode of True Blood. Bill proposes to Sookie and she is so shocked by Bill’s proposal that she runs to the bathroom with the ring. While Sookie is in the bathroom, Bill is kidnapped from their table. This is where the story picks up from.

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YOU WILL YIELD AND BE MY MATE

Chapter 1:

I find myself hiding in the bathroom, regretting my decision to run from the room after Bills proposal. What am I doing, hiding in the bathroom for God sake? Bill proposed to me and my answer is to run out of the room, as if the room was on fire. Sookie! You should be ashamed of yourself! He proposed! The man you love proposed to you and this is how you react? Why would you do that?

Well maybe, I ran because I was so terribly shocked by his proposal. I mean I never even really though about us getting married. Our relationship was still so new. I was just so happy I found someone I could date and touch without hearing their every thought. So I felt it wasn’t time to let my mind run amuck about such things. So maybe that is why it freaked me out so much? I mean normally couples wait at least a year before even thinking about marriage and here he is proposing to me.

But we are not a normal couple. We never have been and never will be. For goodness sake,  he is a vampire, proposing to a telepath. The train for normal left a long time ago…. Besides, I love this man… this vampire and he loves me! It is completely natural for a relationship to progress to marriage, even if it is a bit odd for it to be happening so fast. Why did I react this way? What is wrong with me? I need to get myself together, put on my big girl panties. I am going to march out there and give him an answer, like the lady I was raised to be. I need to stop acting like childish chicken shit.

I look at my self in the mirror. Staring in to my own eyes, as if searching for an answer. After one last look, I spin away from the sink, on a mission. I take one last stop in front of the bathroom door and take a deep breath to center myself.

Ok here we go.

I pull open the bathroom door, with a smile on my face and head back to our table. I was ready to jump into Bills arms and yell out my answer. (Yes, of course I will marry you!) But instead I was meet with a scene that stopped dead in my tracks. The words on my tongue, died straight in my mouth.

I find myself standing alone in an eerily quiet and empty. Bill is not at our table or even anywhere in the room. Where did he go? Did he decide to leave? Did I humiliated him by my running from the room?

I look around at the destruction. What happened to this room? Did Bill destroy it in a fit of rage?

No. It looks to me like a fight had taken place. I take in the broken chairs, knocked over plants and our table laying on its side. What was left of my dinner is scattered all over the floor.  Then I notice the smell of burning Vampire flesh and it catches in my throat, bring tears to my eyes. Blinking back the tears, I take an even closer look at around the room. I stand there for a moment in a state of complete and utter shock. Trying to come to a conclusion of what could have happened in the mere minutes that I was gone.

What happened to Bill? Where is he? Did someone take him? If so who and why would someone do this to him?

I notice a large hole in the door frame leading out of the room. Yes, a struggle definitely happened here. I run down the hall, yelling Bill’s name at the top of my lungs. My panicked breath catches in my throat, as I realized that who ever took Bill could still be here. Running around yelling like an idiot would give me away and alert them to my presence.

Quietly ,with soft slow steps, I walk down the hall. It looks like a hurricane had swept through the hallway and entry room. I stumble, clumsily in my high heels, over the debris that used to be the hostess stand, to the front door.  I look out the door and don’t see anything out-of-place, that would give me a clue. I start to taking in the room I am in, looking for something, anything that would help me understand what happen. I suddenly come to the realiztion that I have not seen or heard a soul, since I left Bill sitting at the table.

I start to walk to the kitchen, figureing that was likly where the kitchen staff would choose to hide, when everything went down.  I lower my shields trying to feeling for minds and voids, looking for the kitchen staff or really anyone in the building. Nothing… Are they still here? Did they run scared out the building to safety, leaving me all alone?

I cautiously peer through the double swinging kitchen doors, not knowing what I was going to find. I see the hostess, waitress and kitchen staff lying in a heap on the floor. They look like broken dolls, with their heads laying at weird, unnatural angles. I scream out in horror and start to hyperventilate.

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! There are 3 dead people on the floor and it looks like Bill was kidnapped. I back myself out of the kitchen, to the safty of the waiting area, until I hit a wall and slide down it to the floor.  I cry hysterically. What do I do? What do I do? I feel my body start to shake in shock.

Why couldn’t I have just answered him? Then I would have been in the room when this happened and maybe I could have even saved him and everyone else. What am I going to do now? I look down to the lovely, diamond ring on my finger. It glistens in the light of the room.

After what seemed like a few minutes, I remember what Gran used to say to me, when I found myself in hard situations. She would say “Any woman worth her salt, does what she has to do. Get yourself together. Sitting around crying helps noone.

I stand up wipe the tears off my face, with a new feeling of resolve taking over. I dart back to the dining room to retrieve my purse.

Believe it or not, it was right where I left it, completely untouched. I hunt in my bag for my emergency cell phone. Yes, fount it.

Now who should I call? Oh shit, What should I do? I know nothing about supernatural kidnappings. I can’t just go driving around looking for him. Besides I didn’t bring my car.  Bill drove tonight and I don’t have the keys.

But even if I did have my car, what was I going to do, drive around all night until I saw a giant sign that says “Attention kidnapped vampire here”? Vampires are way to smart to leave clues like that. And if I did find him, what then? What could I do? After all, I am only human and I could be greatly out numbered.  I don’t have super strength or speed. I will need some help, of the supernatural kind.

Sam! With his shifter ability and his knowledge of supernatural, he should be able to help me. I mean stuff like this is normal day in the life, to Supes right? I dial the number …

“Hello, Merlotte’s,” answers the new waitress, Tally, who just started last week.

“Um, hello, is Sam there, this is Sookie?”

“Hi, Sookie. No, Sam just stepped out for a bit. He went to town to get parts for the water heater. You know it broke down again. He really needs to just replace that stupid thing. That is the second time this week, it quit working. How am I suppose to serve customers if I don’t have any clean cups or plates.  Any way he thinks it is the heating element this time, so he ran out to get a new one. He should be back in a few hours. Would you like to leave a message?”

“No, that’s OK. I will call him later. Thanks.” I hung up the phone, not caring in the least I cut the converstation short. Who else could I call?

Jason. He is only human like me and he is not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I would feel better with him here. Besides when you need help dealing with dead bodies you want family. I dial his number. It rings and rings.

“Hello, Hello. You thought I was there didn’t you? Ha, Ha, Ha Leave a message.”

I hung up the phone and sighed, will he ever grow up? I will have to have words with him, about having such an annoying and childish message. I guess it was for the best anyway. It is not like he has much experience with this type of situation.

Who else can I call?….. Eric. Damn it all to Hell! I don’t want to talk to that infuriating Viking! But what choice do I have? I can’t get hold of anyone else. I will have to tell him about this at some point anyway. Plus he is Bill’s Sheriff. It is part of the job description for him to protect the vampires in his area. He will want to find him and clean this mess up. Oh, he is going to just love this. Opportunistic A-hole.

“Hello, Fangtasia – the Bar with Bite. Amber here.”

“Hello Amber, This is Sookie Stackhouse. May I speak to Eric, please.”

“Master is quite busy.” Amber replies snidely.

“Eric, will not be pleased if you do not get him right now! I work for him, for goodness sake. Tell him it is Sookie!”

“OK, you don’t have to be rude about it”

“You have not seen rude, yet lady. Go get Eric.” I hear the phone moving through the crowd on the phone.

“I am Here.” Eric stated in an authoritative voice.

“And I am Here.”

“Sookie, to what do I owe the pleasure, my little bullet sucker.” Eric says as his voice drops a panty drenching notch.

“Eric, this is not a pleasure call.”

“Is that so, then to what do I owe the honor?”

“Eric, I was at a restaurant with Bill tonight and …”

“I do not care to hear about Bill.”

“Bill was taken, you big jerk! Isn’t it your job to do something about that? Aren’t you supposed to find him? He works for you! He lives in your area! Plus I don’t know the first thing about how to get rid of dead bodies! Should I leave everything the way it is? Do I just leave, go home and hope no one knows I was here? That no one finds my finger prints and blames it on me?  How am I supposed to know? I have never had to deal with corpses and kidnappings before! What am I gonna do? Who ever took Bill killed our waitress, hostess and the chef!” My anger slowly dissolves into uncontrollable sobs.

“Are you in danger now?”

“No, I don’t think so. I can’t sense anyone else in the building.” I say, trying to talk, though my sobs.

“I need to get out of here, I want to go home and… I am stuck here!” I hiccup as I try to get my breathing under control.

“I am on my way”, Eric reassures me. “Where were you when this happened?”

“Ah, I …was in the bathroom, washing my hands, if you must know.” I say feeling slightly embarrassed, but happy I finally got my crying under control.

“So how do you know he didn’t just leave you there?”

“What?! Eric, Bill would never just leave me here! I can tell there was a struggle! This place looks as though a tornado hit it!” I shout into the phone in anger.

“Is there some place you can hide until I get there?”

“I am hiding in the ladies bathroom. How far away are you?” I am crouched in the corner under the sink, clutching the phone to my ear, with a death grip.

A moment later, I hear a movement outside the door.  I feel my heart skip a beat, as the door to the room flies off its hinges. There stands Eric, his nostrils flared and showing a little fang.  I’m sure he noticed my heart’s flutter, at the mere sight of him.

He is leaning there, against the door jamb, with his arms crossed but some how flexing his muscles. He looked as if he were a model working at camera shoot. As usual Eric is wearing black boots, black jeans that hug him in all the right places and a black wife beater tee. My lord, he looks like a Viking sex god! I slowly drag my eyes up from the fit of his jeans, to his broad shoulders, to his strong arms. Arm porn anyone? By the time my eyes reach his, I am totally stunned to silence.

Sookie get it together. You are supposed to be worried about your Fiancé Bill – remember.

Eric chuckles at seeing me struck speechless. I hate it when he laughs at me.

“It is safe for you to come out. It does appear as if Bill was taken”

“Thank you so much, Captain Obvious!” I say irately. Hopeing my sarcam will distract him from the fact, that he had the abilitly to make my brain stop functioning, just by standing infront of me. Anger is good. Anger is safe. It will help to keep him where he belongs. At a distance. I am an engaged woman, I should not even be looking. Plus he is just so infuriating.

I can’t believe he thought Bill would just leave me here! As if my description of the destroyed room were not evidence enough! Men. Vampires. Whatever.

Eric seems baffled, “I am Sheriff, not a captain.”

Eric dials his phone and is speaking quickly in another language, then ends the call.

“Pam will be here shortly to start an investigation, I will take you home.”

A few minutes later, Pam walks in with a few vampires. As Eric speaks quietly to Pam, the unfamiliar vampires begin looking around.

The unusual cadence of their words frays my last nerve. “Don’t you know it is rude to talk in language I don’t understand?” I say standing with my hands on my hips, tapping my foot impatiently.

Eric smirks then motions, to me it’s time to go.

“Oh, don’t you just look delicious in lavender Sookie! I could just eat you up!” Pam states with a hungry look on her face while licking her lips.

She looks me up and down, like she wants to devour me whole. She must be checking out my new dress and shoes. Bill gave me this dress as a gift, to wear tonight. The dress is a satin, light purple, with dark purple trim. It is an off the shoulder style, that makes my neck and tan skin look really good. It flows down to my ankles, with a long slit that runs up to mid thigh, showing off my legs, I’ve always felt good about my legs. I felt like a goddess in this dress.

“Thanks Pam… Hi Pam, how nice to see you. How are you doing today? I am doing fine. Thanks for asking.” I say sarcastically while rolling my eyes. Pam smirks. Oh that Pam.

“So what do you two think happened to Bill? Was he in some kind of trouble, if so why didn’t he tell me about it? Was it the Fellowship of the Sun? Who has him?” I asked Eric in a worried tone.

Eric turns aside to tell Pam: “Keep me posted on any findings. I am taking Sookie home.”

“Yes, Master.” Pam nods.

As Eric and I approach his red Corvette I ask him to answer my questions.

Using his long body, Eric leans against me, pressing me gently, yet firmly against the passenger side door, pinning me there. He looks deeply into my eyes, with a look of hunger and longing on his face.

My heart is racing. Being this close to Eric is heaven and a very bad idea.

“Yield to me Sookie”

“Eric, take me home! I am not going to Yield to you. Not now not Ever. Do you actually believe that after the way you treated Lafayette that I would ever yield to you? I would prefer the black plague to being with you.”

“I think you are lying to yourself Lover and you know it.” Eric growls with glowing eyes.

Eric moves aside to open the door and I slide into the seat. What have I gotten myself into? Now I am in a car with Eric Northman, the bad ass Vampire Sheriff of area 5 and Viking sex god. Lord give me strength. With the steamy sex dreams I have been having about him, this is going to be a very long drive. Calm down Sookie. Think about what he did to Lafayette. Think of Bill. You love Bill. You do not love Eric. You hate Eric. He tricked you into taking his blood. Bill warned you about this. After all, who knows if he is anything like he is in your dreams? They are just dreams after all.

“What are you thinking about? I feel your feelings jumping all over the place.”

“Eric, please just take me home, I am on emotional overload and I just want to take a shower and go to bed.”

“I would be more than happy to assist you with your shower and then take you to bed.” Eric says raising one eyebrow at me.

“Keep dreaming Eric! Because that’s the only way it would happen!” I roll my eyes.

I had been so wrapped up in my thoughts that I hadn’t noticed how fast he was driving. At this rate I would be home in 25 minutes.

“Eric, please slow down. I am mortal after all. If we crash I know you would survive, but there would be nothing left of me.”

“I think of your mortality often, more then I care to Lover”

“Eric, for god’s sake, I AM NOT YOUR LOVER NOR WILL I EVER BE!”

“No, not yet, but you will be”

“You are infuriating Eric Northman! I am marrying Bill. He proposed to me tonight and I accepted. There will never be an us!”

“You are not married yet. You will still be mine! Eric growls. Then I growl back.

“I never should have called you. I should have just walked home and avoided you altogether!” I say with as much venom in my voice as possible.

“That would have been unwise Lover and you know it.”

For the rest of the ride we sat in silence fuming. I looked out the window, wishing I were somewhere else. I am counting the minutes, till I get home. Eric was trouble with a capital T. What was I thinking when I called him? I should have just waited where I was, until I could get hold of someone else. Sam would have come to get me as soon as he got back. Now I am stuck in this car with Eric freak’n Northman. This is just great. Finally we turn into my drive way, I was so relieved to see my house. I jump out of the car the moment it stops and start running for the door. In a flash of vampire speed, Eric is in front of me. I run into him at full tilt, and landed smack on my butt.

“Eric, get out of the way!” I say while getting up and dusting the dirt off my bottom.

“Sookie, why do you fight me so? You have had my blood; I can feel your attraction to me and I smell your arousal. Is Bill really worth it? ”

“Bill, never tricked me into drinking his blood! Bill never kidnapped my friend Lafayette and kept him chained in his own filth. Bill never sent me into a trap, knowing good and well it was a trap. Bill loves me and wouldn’t hurt me, he is a real gentleman. Whether or not I am attracted to you is irrelevant! I hate you! A handsome face is not enough to make up for the despicable way you act!” I said with all the anger I could muster, while sticking my finger repeatedly in to his chest. Does he actually think I would just forgive him for something like that? He is out of his mind. While he is thinking about what I said, I sneak around him and run into the house. Suddenly Eric is on the porch, trying to prevent me from going inside. I dive around him into my house. God Bless Jason for co-opting me for football practice.

As my body hits the floor, I yell “Eric, I rescind your invitation!” I immediately jump up and I slam the door in his face. I know that I have never invited him in before, but it just felt good to say it anyway.

I hear a loud growl outside and the sound of something crashing, then I hear an echoing growl from Eric’s corvette and a spatter of gravel as he takes off at break neck speed down my drive way.

Well that was a close one. I think to myself. I put down my purse to look at the ring on my hand.

Bill where are you? I sigh.

I gather my things for a nice long shower. It feels like heaven, the hot water removes all the stress from my tired, aching muscles. I get out, dry off and look at myself in the mirror.

Why did I act that way when Bill asked me to marry him. Why didn’t I answer him right away? Like Scarlett O’Hara, I will think of it another day. I am too tired to tonight.

I brush my hair and climb into bed. I am asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.


** I had to tie up a lot of loose ends from the show, before I could take the story where I wanted to go. Sookie is way Out of Character in this story and acts immature in the beginning. Yes, I am aware of this. She will start to mature in this story. I wrote her like this on purpose. She grew up in a small town and lived a very sheltered life. Since she had so few friends and spent all her time when around people, trying to shield her mind and not to hear their thoughts. Because of this she lacked normal life experinces to mature in a normal fashion. Plus lets face it, she does not act that mature on the True blood show. I mean believing everything Bill says, slapping Eric, telling him she prefers cancer and mouthing off to Russel. She is very naive. But I just love Sookie to pieces anyway!

**This story also has a lot of Southern Slag and sayings, as well as sarcasm. It is the Southern way and this is a Southern story. I just took it up a few levels. I will explain a few of the sayings at the bottom of the page after each chapter. I don’t wait to ruin the story for you.


**Even if I did have my car, what was I going to do, drive around until I saw a giant sign that says “attention kidnapped vampire here”?

She is being very sarcastic. She knows good and well, as would anyone with a lick of common sense, that there would never be such a sign.


He is not the sharpest knife in the drawer

This is a common saying meaning he is not very bright. Other common sayings are: Dumb as a box of rocks, Lights are on but noone is home. Etc.

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