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16 August 2009 @ 04:23 pm
Enough for Now, ch. 3  
Title: Enough for Now
Fandom: Southern Vampire Mysteries
Pairing: Eric/Sookie
Rating: PG-13, for some language
Summary: My version of what kept Eric from rescuing Sookie in Dead and Gone.
Spoilers: Everything through Dead and Gone is fair game!
Disclaimer: They belong to Charlaine Harris, not me. I know, I'm bummed too. :)

 

Chapter Three

I paid dearly for my night of relaxation. Not physically, there I was fine. Better than fine actually. No, the toll was all emotional. The day started normally enough. I got to Merlotte’s for my evening shift all smiles, saying hello to Holly as I clocked in. I stashed my purse in Sam’s office and went to take stock on my tables. I got the rednecks at table four a fresh pitcher of beer and then showed the new girl, Rose, how to refill the ketchup bottles. I was about to go take Maxine Fortenberry’s order when Sam came up behind me.

“Can I see you in my office, Sookie?”

“Sure, Sam.”

We walked the ten feet to the office and Sam closed the door behind me. Worried now, I asked, “So what’s up, Sam?”

“How was your day off?”

“It was fine. Thanks for making me take it; I hadn’t realized how much I needed it.”

“You were wearing yourself out, Sookie. Especially after everything you’ve been though…”

“I appreciate the concern, Sam, really. I’m fine though.”

Sam raised his eyebrows. “OK, maybe I’m not one hundred percent back to my usual perky self, but I’m not cowering in a corner crying either. Honestly, I’m more worried about Amelia and Bill than I am about me.”

Sam looked sheepish. “How is Amelia?” he asked. I tried to ignore the lack of concern for Bill. Sam’s dislike for the vamps in my life was starting to get annoying. Bill saved my life, nearly dying in the process. Was a little concern too much to ask?

I sighed. “She’s alright, I guess. Still upset about Tray obviously. Bill hasn’t really improved though, since you asked,” I added, voice laced with sarcasm.

“I’m sorry, Sookie. But ever since you got involved with those vamps, your life’s been in danger more times than I can count. I worry about you.”

“Last time I checked I was tortured by fairies not vampires. And that was to get back at my great grandfather, my own kin! It had nothing to do with Bill or Eric. Why can’t you cut them some slack?”

“You’re nothing but a commodity to them, Sookie! Can’t you see that? You’re nothing more to them than a mind reader and a snack!”

I couldn’t have been more shocked than if he’d slapped me. Was that what he really thought of me? I considered letting my shields down long enough to take a look, but decided against it. At that moment I didn’t want to know what was going on in Sam Merlotte’s head. Instead I fought off tears as I calmly said, “It sounds like you’re the one who doesn’t see me, Sam. Now if you don’t mind, I have to get back to work.”

I turned on my heel and left. The bar had gotten crowded with the dinner rush while Sam and I had been talking. Poor Rose was running herself ragged. Cursing Sam under my breath, I did what I could to help out, fixing orders, getting drinks and cleaning empty tables. I got a few odd looks, mostly due to my fixed and somewhat vacant smile. Inwardly I was in turmoil. I knew Sam had feelings for me. He had for years. We’d shared a couple of kisses but nothing had ever come from them. But now I was pretty sure nothing ever would. I had Eric now. But now I felt like I was loosing Sam’s friendship too. And that made me sad. I hoped I was wrong about that. Maybe Sam just needed to get that off his chest and then we could go back to the way things were?

That looked increasingly unlikely about an hour later. Things were just starting to die down when Eric entered the bar, looking thunderous. Sensing trouble, I tried to head him off. “Eric, what are you doing here?” I asked.

“I felt your unhappiness, Sookie. What is wrong?”

I heard a couple people mutter “aw” under their breath and I had to hide a smile. The idea of people associating “aw” with big, bad Eric Northman was hilarious. It also meant that everyone was watching us. “Nothing I can’t handle, Eric. Why don’t you head over to the house? My shift is almost over.”

Sam chose that moment to be an idiot. “She’s a big girl, Northman. She doesn’t need you.”

Eric’s blue eyes flashed in anger. “I am well aware of who Sookie is, shifter. I will not tolerate you disrespecting her.”

The threat went unsaid, but it was clear to everyone. I decided it was time to go. “Sam, if you don’t need me, I think it’s best if Eric and I go.”

I didn’t wait for an answer. The bar was pretty empty and it was getting late. Rose and Sam could handle closing. I ran back to the office grabbed my purse and returned to Eric’s side. “I’m ready,” I told him. “Let’s get out of here.”

As we headed for my car, I looked around for Eric’s Corvette. It was nowhere to be seen. “Where’s your car?” I asked him, as I unlocked my own.

“In Shreveport,” he replied.

“You flew here?”

“Yes, flying’s faster. I would have been here sooner, but Pam convinced me it was a bad idea.”

As I pulled out of the parking lot, I looked at him quizzically. “Pam? Was she reading Dear Abby again?”

“Apparently, she felt I was being smothering and controlling,” he said, sounding genuinely confused.

I laughed. “Why? Because you wanted to know why I was upset? That’s hardly smothering and controlling. Granted you could have just called, rather than fly all the way down here. But I’m glad you’re here.”

“Tell me what happened with the shifter tonight, lover.”

So I explained. Eric listened in silence. He got this hardness around his eyes, like he wanted nothing more than to go back to Merlotte’s and tear Sam’s head off. But he didn’t and for that I was thankful. I certainly didn’t need any more blood on my hands. I pulled into the driveway and led Eric into the house. He sat in the big chair in my bedroom as I went into the bathroom to change into a nightgown. I scrubbed my face and brushed my hair trying to let go of all the unpleasantness the evening had brought. I would deal with the Sam situation in the morning.

When I emerged, I sat crosslegged on the bed and faced Eric. He looked deep in thought and I knew that whatever it was it couldn’t be good. “I know that look, Eric. What’s going on? Is it Dermot?”

“No, Sookie. Victor Madden came by Fangtasia earlier this evening.”

“Victor? What did he want? Wait, lemme guess. Felipe needs me to do something for him.”

The frustration was evident on Eric’s face. I knew he didn’t respect the new monarch or his second-in-command. It was difficult to be subordinate to people you didn’t respect. Eric looked over at me and nodded. “Yes, he does. Felipe wants us to lead a diplomatic mission to the Queen of New York.”

“What the hell does he need us for? These are vampire negotiations, right? My telepathy would be useless.”

“True, but the Queen has human retainers. Lawyers and such. Plus Felipe likes your ability to ‘think outside the box.’ He feels that would be useful in the negotiations.”

I worried a lip between my teeth. “You’d come too, right? Because I’m not going anywhere with Victor Madden.”

“Of course, Sookie. I was quite insistent on that point. I haven’t formally acquiesced however. The final choice is up to you.”

“Really? I could say no? Would Felipe really leave us alone?”

“I don’t know, Sookie. He’s determined to have you. He sees our pledging as a roadblock, nothing more. He’s probably using this as a chance to get rid of me so that he can have you for himself.”

“So you’re saying we shouldn’t go then.”

“I think it’s in our best interests to go. If we can successfully conclude these negotiations, then perhaps Felipe will leave us in peace. It would also give us an ally in the Queen. You are already well respected at several courts. Plus it would get you away from here while the search for Dermot continues.”

“But you just said that Felipe wants you dead, Eric. Isn’t that giving him exactly what he wants?”

Eric smiled. “Sookie, you don’t get to be as old as I am by being careless. Do you really think Felipe has someone who could take me?”

I pictured Eric fighting. No, there really wasn’t anyone who could take him out one on one. “Well no, but…”

“So, Miss Stackhouse, will you accompany me to New York?”

It dawned on me that I didn’t really have a choice. Eric had done an admirable job of trying to convince me that I did, but I knew I didn’t. I was bonded to Eric and Eric worked for Felipe. If Felipe wanted us to go to New York, then we were going to New York. The only way I could get out from under the vampires was to move to Siberia or the African jungle or something. I would have to give up my home, my friends and my family. That was something I was unwilling to do. I was in too deep to get out now. As far as vampires like Felipe was concerned, Sam was right, I was a commodity. But not to Eric. He’d felt my unhappiness and come running. OK, technically he flew, but my point stands. If this was what it took for us to get a little peace then I was game.

“New York, here we come.”


 
 
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banana potato: Ericsookie bwasdfg on August 16th, 2009 09:43 pm (UTC)
Nice one :) I can't wait to see what Eric has upon his sleeves in dealing with De Castro and Madden!
michellemtsu: Eric/Sookiemichellemtsu on August 16th, 2009 09:53 pm (UTC)
Definitely. He's totally onto them. Thanks for reading!
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michellemtsu: Eric - Back pornmichellemtsu on August 17th, 2009 12:01 am (UTC)
Thanks! Even though this will kinda spoil the remaining books for you. :)
The Resident Vampire: TB - Eric/Sookie/More than humanvamp926 on August 19th, 2009 03:57 am (UTC)
You got me, I'm hooked. I read your one shot earlier, and then I got curious and came back because I saw that you had an icon of mine and I wanted to see if you had credited, but I was distracted, by your pretty, shiny, fanfiction. I'm going to friend you so I know when more comes out!
michellemtsu: Eric/Sookie - Smilemichellemtsu on August 19th, 2009 04:11 am (UTC)
Um, yay? Ha. Don't worry about the credit; I'm really diligent about it, since I have NO art skills whatsoever. Your work is really awesome!

Glad you're enjoying the story! And I added you back!
The Resident Vampire: TB - Eric/Sookie - Love is...vamp926 on August 19th, 2009 04:15 am (UTC)
Well, I was just being nosey. I know that usually most people credit. I was just bored. But, I was happy for the distraction. I'm going crazy waiting for Touch of Dead to come out. I just absolutely love Eric/Sookie, and when I went to your profile, I saw that we have other stuff in common as well. :D It's always nice to make new friends.