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Sookie's POV:
My body was trembling as I stared up at the ceiling after waking up. No dreams or premonitions, which I am very thankful for. I doubt I could handle them right now; freaking out isn't even in my vocabulary at the moment. What is worse than using the term 'freaking out'? Right now, I didn't really care because I was scared shitless.
I closed my eyes and gulped back terrible whimpers that were threatening to escape my lips. I haven't moved all day. I stayed in bed with Eric's lifeless form as he slept. I couldn't bring myself to leave him, no matter what. He was leaving in less than twenty minutes from now and as soon as he woke they would be gone.
More shivers racked my body as I tried to calm myself to no avail. I wanted to rip my hair out, I wanted to cry and beg him not to go. My fears were leaking into my mind and making me forget about all the rational things we were fighting for, why we were doing this in the first place.
We could run away together! Hide in Antarctica, away from all civilization. That was not the first time that I thought of an escape route, but it was always deflated because I knew Eric would never run from anything or anyone. I knew I would have to watch him leave.
Eric would come back, he promised. I had to keep thinking of that and calmly explain to myself why Eric would come home. He was over one thousand years old, stronger and more deadly than anyone else in this state. He had Godric, who was twice his age. They. Would. Be. Fine.
So why didn't I feel confident anymore? Why did I believe Eric last night, but not right now? He was confident while I was the little girl in the corner shivering with crazed fright. I pushed that away as I felt Eric begin to stir beside me. I moved away from him as soon as I woke; I know he wouldn't feel my body trembling, but I just got it into my mind set that he needed rest and I didn't want him to feel my fright, but of course he did; through the bond.
Eric's hand came around my wrist, gripping it and then pulled my body close to his. His other hand wrapped around my waist as he hauled me on top of his body. My head was cradled in the crook of his neck and he placed his chin on the top of my head, while his right hand glided down my back in comfort. It did nothing for me.
I did not cry though and even though that shocked me, I was thankful for it. If there were tears, I knew I would lose all resistance and get on my hands and knees to beg him to stay, to flee the country with me and hide out for the rest of eternity.
Eric sighed very softly, but he said nothing. I knew there would be no words; we didn't need words for me to understand that he thinks I am being too worried. I couldn't help it though. Eric and my friends were going to kill the queen. Do you have any idea how big of a deal that is? If they were caught, it would mean death. I would die right along with them, because I couldn't live if Eric wasn't.
I regained my mind somewhat and looked up to see his clear blue eyes staring back at me. No emotion was etched into his face, just a bunch of serious lines that formed as he took in my expression. Still, there were no words. I hid my fears as I leaned up and kissed his lips lightly, carefully placing my hands on his shoulders to give myself leverage.
This wouldn't amount to anything more than a kiss, because he needed his energy. I had a faint thought cross my mind. Is this how military wives felt when their men went off to war? That they know there is nothing they can do to stop them and only pray for a safe return of their loved ones? I felt truly sorry for the wives of military men and vice versa with wives serving and husbands staying home.
It was hard to look in his eyes and know what was going to happen now. After the kiss ended, Eric just stayed silent, holding me tightly against his body as he stared into my eyes. There was a knock on the door and I didn't have to turn around to know who was there.
"My son, we must depart." Godric's voice rang through the dark room. Light footsteps told me that Godric had left the room.
Eric didn't reply as he picked me up off his body and put me to the floor. He leaned over and kissed me on the forehead before heading into the closet to get dressed. I didn't follow, I already got dressed hours ago. I sat on the bed and looked at my hands, because there was simply nothing else I could do, nothing I could say.
I didn't feel much of anything anymore, or at least I didn't feel afraid. Was I numb? Was Eric pushing this feeling through the bond to make me calm? Or was I simply understanding the situation at hand and deciding that this is what had to be done regardless? I had a feeling that it was a mix of all three.
Eric came out in dark jeans, sporting a black tank-top and his leather jacket. I watched as he slicked his hair back and closed his eyes for just a moment. I was guessing he was collecting himself, putting it in his mind that he was in fact killing someone tonight. Did that bother him? No, that was a stupid question to ask. Of course it didn't bother him to kill Sophie-Anne. She tried to ruin Eric's life many times over before and mine too. She had to die.
His eyes shone bright through the dark room as they settled on my body. I saw him smile ever so slightly as if to tell me everything will be ok. I couldn't return it. He held his hand out to me and stood there waiting across the room for me to come to him. It took everything in me to cross those few steps toward him. It wasn't that I didn't want to be close to him, it just made everything seem so final.
My hand fell into his and he wasted no time in gripping it in his own. He interlaced our fingers and stood staring at me. I had to give him some sign, some sign that I believed in him. I looked up and very carefully, with much force, I put on a small smile just for him. It pained me to do it and he knew that. I could see it in his eyes, feel it in the bond, but he made no remark, just returned the smile with a smirk of his own.
I couldn't tell you if his was forced, though I highly doubt it. Eric is very confident as I have said before. He would kill the queen and he knew it, but I just couldn't wrap my head around that concept. It was as if my mind was preparing itself for the worse and I didn't like that at all. He. Would. Come. Home.
Eric tugged on my arm softly wanting me to come closer to him and I did it without thought. His arms circled around my waist before moving up to the middle of my back and crushing me to his chest. I felt his confidence fill in the bond, his courage as it swallowed me; soothing me deep down in my soul. He was trying to make this easier on me, I knew it, but I couldn't feel everything he felt at the moment. I was numb from fear and he also knew that, but his emotions helped. At least it helped enough to unfreeze me from the moment to actually and finally accept it.
Eric leaned down into my hair, kissing the top of my head before inhaling deep. Though he did that out of habit-smelling my hair-I couldn't help but freak out just a bit. My mind told me he was trying to remember my scent as if he wouldn't come back. I felt my arms grip his waist tighter and pull him closer to my body. No tears came to my eyes and again I was thanking God.
I heard him chuckle and that is what brought back the little bit of sanity I lost there for a moment. I looked up to meet his eyes and saw him smirk ever so slightly before leaning down and kissing my lips. I sighed very softly in his mouth as he began to pull away. After giving me one last peck he stepped away, only problem was that I was holding his waist tightly and took the step with him.
Eric laughed almost silently again as he brushed his hand across my cheek and I fell into the touch. Cocking my head to the side, I looked up into his eyes. Telling him silently what my voice couldn't.
Come back to me.
I will always come back to you.
I heard his mind as he answered my pleading thoughts. I wondered briefly if he heard me, but then again, he could have probably read the thought in my eyes. It was quite obvious. I let it go as he leaned down and gave me one last chaste kiss on the lips.
Though it pained me to the point that it actually hurt, I let my arms loosen from his back, trembling slightly as I pulled them back from his waist and then down to my own sides, where they hung limply.
He looked over me one last time and I knew this was it. He was leaving. I smiled again to give him confidence, but it came out as a grimace. Eric's eyes were so intent on my face that it helped the grimace become just a small, swift smile. Finally Eric returned it before nodding to me and turned away. I stayed where I was as I watched him walk out of the room without another glance my way.
My heart was thundering in my chest and it felt like it was moving up into my throat. I gulped and closed my eyes as emotions racked my body, sending me almost over the edge. I heard the front door open and my eyes fluttered. My heart beat horribly, turning into thick and painful pounding. I couldn't just let him go without saying…
Before I knew it I was running down the hallway and quite literally throwing myself down the stairs as I tripped and stumbled over myself. Everyone was in the main room all looking at the door which was left open. I didn't pay any mind to any of them as I hurled out into the night.
"Eric! Wait!" I nearly screamed. He was getting ready to take off to fly. I watched as he turned and looked at me, a smile played softly on his lips.
His arms opened as I jumped up into them, throwing my body against his and wrapping my legs around his waist. His arms closed around my back in a strong hold, molding me against his body. I leaned down and kissed him with all my might. My emotions were erratic and for the first time, I felt a lone tear slip from my left eye and coursed its way down my cheek.
Eric kissed me with so much passion that it fogged my senses, putting me in a state of happiness for a moment. He nibbled on my lower lip, pulling it into his mouth and sucking it. I whimpered before attaching my lips against his once again. My heart slowed as I finally was able to let his courage slip into my heart and into my body and give me strength to say goodbye for right now. He would come home.
He gave me one final peck and leaned back smiling with ease. "I love you, Sookie Stackhouse." He chuckled, leaning his head against mine. His grip tightened again. "Be brave." He whispered.
I nodded against his head. "I love you, Eric Northman." I laughed without humor.
"I will call you when I am done." He promised me as he set me on my feet.
I felt an arm sling around my shoulder and I was then tucked into a warm embraced. I looked up to see that my brother was comforting me. Jason looked down and smiled casually as he gripped my shoulders and pulled me closer to his body. I hugged him back, thanking him for the comfort as I looked up at Eric who moved back a few feet, still smiling his cocky smile.
"Protect her." Eric said sternly, his eyes were so serious.
"Of course." Niall promised.
I looked over at Eric and I nodded to tell him that he should go. Godric took to the sky first, leaving Eric standing there looking at me. Eric nodded once before turning his head up to the night of moon and stars before taking to the sky.
I blew out a breath of air as I watched Amelia, Pam and Isabel get into a car and drive off in the right direction. Amelia waved and smiled with excitement.
"We'll kill that bitch!" Was the last thing I heard before their car disappeared into the night.
Pam's POV:
Why did I have a feeling that this would be a long night? Of course the night was always long to me when I am bored, but I knew Eric was going to take his sweet ass time killing Sophie-Anne. Oh, isn't that just wonderful?
Don't get me wrong, I want the queen to feel pain when she is dying, but damn, I wanted to actually have some fun tonight. I wouldn't be killing the queen, so where is the fun for me? I would have to sit back and watch him do it. That to me, is the definition of boring.
There were other things on my mind too, focused around mostly of my witchy girlfriend. Hmm, girlfriend? When did I start to see her like that? Amelia was great in bed, that I couldn't deny, but when did I start giving a damn about a human girl? That is something all new and weird to me.
Didn't I tell Eric that it wouldn't be a choice for me to love a human? Yet here I am, like a love sick motherfucking puppy, infatuated with a human girl. I shook my head and gripped the wheel tighter. No matter what I had thought before this was different. I did in fact love her and right now I was worried for her. Something else that I wasn't used to and it bugged the ever loving shit out of me.
Her powers for the freezing spell are making me anxious. Amelia can do the spell, but she is really weak afterwards. I really didn't like that; I really didn't like the fact that she gets so tired after doing the spell. I didn't want anything to happen to her, but I couldn't come out and show my fears. I am not a fucking pussy. I may like pussy, but I am not a pussy. I am not very known to show fear and I don't plan on starting now.
Speaking of my little witchy, I noticed that she was changing in the back seat of the car. Mmm; yummy! I looked into the rear view mirror to get a better look of her covered breast as she lifted her light pink shirt above her head. My fangs began to descend and I rolled my eyes. She has so much power over me and she doesn't even know it. Did that stop me from looking? No, no it didn't.
I watched as she threw on a camouflage shirt before arching her back and unbuttoning her pants and then sliding them off. I grinned devilishly as I looked at her cute black thong. She leaned over in the seat and I got a good view of her perky little ass.
I sighed happily and shook my head, turning my eyes back to the road to make sure that I was actually on course. I was; which didn't surprise me. I didn't have to watch the road much, so I went back to the perfect view at hand. Amelia pulled out some black jeans and began to shimmy them over her small, but delicious legs and I caught a view of my left over fang marks that were etched on her left thigh. I smiled again, because she was mine, all mine.
She then pulled out a misshaped black piece of cloth and I arched an eyebrow wondering just what the fuck she was doing. She turned the material around before sliding it on her head. Ah, one of those winter hats that people use, but why was she using it?
Amelia caught my eyes then and I watched as blood rushed to her face and made her blush deep crimson.
"Mind telling me what you are doing, Amelia?" I asked.
Isabel finally took notice and turned around and looked back at my Amelia. She chuckled.
"Well, if you really must know, I wanted to look like a spy." She bit her lip.
I laughed softly. "Pray tell, why would you want to look like a spy?"
"We are going to be breaking and entering the queen's home; I wanted to look the part!" She shot back. "Besides, you both are wearing black."
"I wore black simply because I wanted too, plus black really looks good with these silver pumps." I said casually.
"I like your outfit." Amelia said blushing once again before turning to Isabel. "And yours too, Isabel. I always liked leather."
I growled softly, finding it very odd that I didn't like when Amelia complimented other girls. I tried to hide the fact that I did growl but Isabel already looked my way. Great, just what I fucking needed. I ignored them both and began to drive faster.
My ears caught the sound of a bag ruffling and Amelia's small muttering about, 'Where the hell is that shit?' Alright, I am hardly ever confused but what could she even possibly be talking about now? I turned my attention to the mirror again as I watched her huddled over a small black bag.
"Aha!" She cheered as she pulled out a small black container.
"What is that? Amelia, did you bring a whole store of items with you?"
"No!" She shot back as she opened it to reveal a black substance. It smelled gross as it came in my direction. I watched as she dipped her fingers into it and slide against the top of the black shit before lifting her finger to her face and giving her a thick line of black across her cheek.
"You just made yourself look retarded." I stated as she put more on the other side of her cheek to match the black paint on the left.
Amelia glared at me. "No! I just made myself look totally kickass!"
"What is that shit?" I retorted.
"I like to call it smudge." She smiled brightly.
"That is a very good name for it." I said sarcastically.
"Oh whatever!" She huffed and I smiled. She is too adorable when she is angry. "It's that stuff football players put under their eyes at football games. It's called Eye Black."
"And why are you putting it on your face? Are you a football player?" I questioned, just to goad her a bit more.
"Hardy-har-har!" She growled at me. "It makes me look like a professional spy!"
"Yes, congrats, you do look professional." I rolled my eyes and put them back on the road.
She seemed so excited about something so small. That's another thing I loved about her. Everything seems important to her, everything was urgent. She was more adorable when she put all her heart and soul into something. I enjoyed that, it was a fresh breath of air for someone like me.
That was another reason why I was worried about tonight. I couldn't lose her and I knew if this spell didn't work so well that her life could be on the line. Would I be willing to make her a vampire and keep her forever?
I looked over into the mirror once again. She was smiling so brightly, looking in a small mirror as she fixed her hair that peeked under the black hat she wore. I smiled too.
Of course I was willing to make her a vampire if that happened. I wouldn't lose her.
Eric's POV:
The sky flew past us. Godric on the right of me flying just as fast as I. I turned my head to look at my maker. It is still so hard to believe that he is actually here and I am truly grateful for that. Niall has done me a great favor.
Godric noticed my stare and turned to look at me, he smiled ever so slightly.
"My son, she will be fine." Godric said, turning his attention back toward the trees we were now avoiding.
I closed my eyes as Sookie's face came into view in my mind. So beautiful, yet so fragile. I will always worry about her safety, though it doesn't bother me as much as before. I know she is well protected with the fairies, but I still couldn't stop worrying altogether. She is my bonded and when I am not by her side I will always feel the nagging emotion to turn around and go back to her, but I couldn't now. This needed to be over and done with.
"I know that." I said back, my voice stiff.
"You will kill the queen and we will be done with it." He replied.
"No, we still have a while to go before we are done with it." I told him.
There was still the matter of Billy boy. Just thinking about him made me want to rip something up. I snarled out, my lips curling at the thought. We would kill the queen but then we had to take Bill to the summit. I would not fail there, I can't.
Sookie needs to be free of him just as much as I do. Her premonition still put me on edge, even now. She is protected; I had to keep telling myself. Something I still am not used to. Feelings; though they are great, it was something I lived without for nearly one thousand years. It's hard to go from nothing to having a lover that needed me, that needed my love and protection. The thought of losing her to Bill made me feel ill. There would be no way he would get his vile hands on her. She will never be his, she is mine; now and always.
"Compton will not be a problem." Godric said lightly, knowing exactly where my mind was.
"I will rip him to shreds when I can." I promised silently.
"We need things to run smoothly, my son. You need to let all of your other emotions drain from you now. You do not want to be reckless." Godric said wisely.
I nodded toward my maker. "I have a lot of tolerance, do not worry about me."
"I will always worry about you, Eric." Godric laughed. "You are my son; therefore I will always worry if you are alright."
I smirked slightly. "I am glad your back."
"So am I." He said simply.
We flew further to our destination. We decided on a hotel outside New Orleans, where we would group up and go over everything once again before we went. The trees began to fade and I nodded to Godric to head lower, coming to rest on our feet outside the hotel. I looked around for Pam and the others.
About fifteen minutes later Pam pulled up and parked the car in the parking lot to the side of the building. We picked a small hotel; of course, we didn't want anyone to know we were here. The hotel didn't look like it got many visitors and that I thought was excellent. No one would expect this of us.
Amelia hopped out of the car, dressed in camouflage and again I had to laugh at her spunk. She was enjoying this nearly as much as I was. She even painted her face with two black lines across her cheeks.
"Amelia, seeing as you look like your about to break into something, stay outside with Pam while we go get the key to the room." I told her.
She huffed a sigh and went to stand next to Pam. I turned to Godric and nodded for him to lead. We entered a shabby lobby and I shook my head in disgust. Really, no one would expect me to be here in this dump. Godric paid cash and grabbed the key from the man behind the desk as we turned around and headed back the way we came.
I looked at the group to motion for them to follow and they did without complaint. This could go smoothly as long as they follow all my orders. Godric put the key into the door and opened it to reveal a small makeshift looking bed and a TV in the corner; that was it. I lifted a questioning eyebrow at this. They call this a guest room? It didn't matter, we wouldn't be staying here.
"What do you think people would say if they saw all of us entering this room? I'm guessing, major orgy party." Amelia laughed, plopping down on the bed, only to stand up quickly. "Ewe, that stain doesn't look inviting." She pointed at a rather large stain on the bed sheet. I sighed and shook my head.
"As everyone knows, tonight we kill the queen. Again, we need to act cautiously while doing this. Amelia, do you have the spell memorized and do you have the silver net?" She nodded to me. "Pam, did you call Tray to get ready?" She nodded too. "Isabel, do you have the stake?" She held it up for me to see. It was still in the bag. "Alright, as I have said, be on your guard. We do not know what to expect. There are guards outside the mansion; I know we will have to kill them. Amelia will not be able to do the spell four times, and even if she did, they would see us before she got the spell to work. There are only two guards outside, so we need to be swift in killing them and then take what is left and hide it quickly." Everyone in the group nodded. "Are we ready to do this?"
"Hell yeah!" Amelia cheered.
"One day, you will make a great vampire." I told her and she blushed softly.
I shook my head turning my attention to the closed door. I walked over and yanked it open and looked up at the night sky. Something in my mind told me that Sookie was doing the same. No matter how far away we were from each other, I could still sense her emotions clearly. I liked knowing that, it put me at ease. I still felt her fear, but she knew that everything will turn out alright, so her emotions weren't too heavy on my soul. I knew everything would go perfectly fine, but to be sure, I closed my eyes and whispered just for her.
I love you.
Sookie's POV:
I sighed smiling. Eric was fine; everything seemed to be going smoothly. Jason was still standing protectively beside me as I looked out the bay window toward the sky, the stars. It was a clear night, no clouds. Could this be a sign that things will turn in our favor? I truly hope so.
I love you.
I closed my eyes as I felt Eric's love for me seep into the bond. It put me at ease, just knowing that he loved me, that he was doing this for us so we would finally have some peace, even if it was just for a little while. I was still afraid; there was no point in trying to deny that. It was still heavy and still there clearly, but I wasn't as afraid as before. Eric's kiss right before he left gave me more strength, more courage.
I turned away from the window, satisfied with Eric's reassurance. My eyes drifted to Barry who was standing by the fireplace, watching the fire cackle and the flames flicker. I felt bad that I didn't keep my promise with teaching him how to control his mind and put up barriers. This would get my mind off things too for now. I decided quickly.
"Barry, come on over here. I am going to teach you how to put up a barrier in your mind." I waved my hand for him and he came over quickly, a smile playing on his lips.
"You don't need to do this, Sookie. I know you're worried." He said to me, casting his eyes down and looking ashamed for his excitement.
"Don't be foolish. It will help me get my mind off of things." I grabbed his hand and sat him down across the table from me. "Hey Jason? Will you help us out?"
Jason turned and walked over to the table, grabbing a chair along the way and sitting down beside us. "Sure, sis, what do you need?"
"I need you to think of something, anything at all. Just repeat it over and over in your mind. I am going to teach Barry to block your mind out." I motioned for him.
I got images of my brother playing football, thinking of different plays in his head and I nodded in acceptance. I was glad he didn't pick more sexual things. I heard Barry chuckle and I blushed at my own thoughts.
"Alright. Barry I want you to concentrate your mind away from it. I want you to concentrate and think of something quiet. Think hard about silence; concentrate so hard until your hair hurts." I told him, meeting his eyes.
Barry closed his eyes tightly, his teeth mashing together as he tried to think of a quiet place.
"Silence." I repeated over and over, working with him harder as he tried again.
On the third try I saw Barry take in a shuttering gasp. His hands that were balled up tightly, loosened until they became slack against the table. Slowly is eyes fluttered open and he gave me a brilliant smile, a grateful smile and I returned it. I leaned over the table and gripped his hand in my own. This is a very emotional moment, I knew that. When you first learn how to block other peoples thoughts out for the first time. I saw a silent tear slide down his cheek and he quickly wiped it away.
"Thank you." He said with so much emotion that it nearly suffocated me and almost made me cry with him.
I patted his hand a few more times before I smiled again. It really did feel great to be able to help someone like me. I knew how hard it was and I was so happy that he would finally be able to control it. It would take some time before he mastered it, but now he knew the key to his freedom to his own secluded mind.
Suddenly, I felt a strong wave of anticipation pass through the bond. So strong that I had to close my eyes to settle myself. I smiled in spite of myself and the room full of friends and family looked at me questionably.
"It's starting." Was all I said as I looked around.
Eric's POV:
I flew through the sky as quickly as I could. I looked down and watched Pam's car speeding just right behind me. We were making perfect time. The street began to thin and I went higher into the sky to avoid being seen by onlookers. I watched at the trees faded away and became streets with buildings and lights. We were almost there.
I smiled looking over my shoulder at Godric who was smiling back at me. This was exciting for all of us; we would be ending the life of someone that fucked with me for the last time. I enjoyed the thought, I basked in it.
Her mansion came into view and I looked at the wall that surrounded the queen's home. I landed and waited for the rest of the group to catch up. I looked over to see Pam stuck behind a few cars and she was beeping her horn obnoxiously and I had to roll my eyes at her. My child, so impatient.
Finally she was able to park half way down the block and I watched as they exited the car quickly. Pam picked Amelia up and they zoomed to my side quickly, looking over their shoulders as they went. We stood in a shrouded area, unable to be seen by any people walking past. I nodded my head toward the two guards that were standing right outside the door to the queen's home.
"Godric and I will kill them, we are fast. Once we kill them, you need to get rid of the leftovers. Dig a hole big enough to hide all traces and set it on fire, quickly. We will not be seen, the wall is too large." They nodded their heads again and I looked at my maker.
"Like old times." He smiled at me.
"Like old times." I repeated as we took to the sky.
We were quicker and no one would be able to anticipate us in the least. I dropped to the ground behind the vampire on the left and Godric took the one to the right. I gripped his back as my fangs descended and I ripped into his neck, severing the arteries before I punched my hand through his chest, holding a wooden piece of wood that I took from the tree. Immediately blood began to flow out of his mouth and he fell to his knees before exploding into a bloody mass on the ground.
Godric turned to me, blood seeping out of his mouth and I nodded. The girls ran in then, grabbing some dried leaves they threw it on the masses of blood and goo and it caught fire quickly. I closed my eyes to listen for intruders and I laughed silently when I heard nothing. No one had heard our breech.
Soon there was hardly anything left on the ground and I watched Pam and Isabel begin to dig two holes into the earth and throwing the remaining pieces of the dead into the soil. Amelia stepped up then, out doing herself once again as she began to chant. I watched as grass began to fill on top of the disturbed ground and then it was like nothing had ever happened. Perfect.
She turned to us again and began to chant once again. "I needed to hide our scent again just to be sure, we are good now."
I nodded in acceptance and turned to the door of the building. I was about to take a step when I heard Amelia gasp almost silently. I turned on my heel and barred my fangs. The tiger that was known to live outside of the queens home came trotting around the corner and just when I think I would have to end the beasts' life, I saw something sticking out by its neck. A few moments later the animal fell to the ground, its breathing became even.
Tray took care of the animal just like we discussed. Everything was as planned. I turned my attention back to the door and took the remaining steps before I was inside. There was no one on the other side of the door, which I knew there wouldn't be anyone anyways. I stayed cautious and motioned for everyone to follow. I leaned back and grabbed Amelia's arm softly, pulling her behind me. She needed to react fast and that meant she needed to stay beside me at all times.
We turned toward the west wing and I carefully listened for anyone. No alerts came in my hearing so I stepped forward and continued down the long hallway that would lead us to the west wing. I heard voices, knowing we were close; I pulled Amelia in front of me and picked her up gently so her feet were off the ground. Everyone else halted behind us as I carried Amelia carefully into the room that held quite a few supes inside. I was silent and no one turned to see us. I nodded to Amelia who began to chant so silently that I couldn't even hear her much.
Then the room became quiet, so silent that you could hear a pin drop. Amelia slumped slightly in my grasp as I turned away from the frozen vampires and weres. I headed back to the group and turned her over to Pam who looked nervous for her human. Pam checked Amelia's face, running her hand through her hair and looking into her eyes.
Amelia smiled and patted Pam's hand in reassurance before putting her feet to the floor and followed behind me closely. The south and east wing went just the same as the west, this time though I noticed that Amelia was rather pale and she had a thin sheet of sweat covering her forehead. I sighed, feeling bad at putting her through this.
"I'm alright." She whispered.
This time though, I didn't put her down as we continued our course to the last destination. She looked too weak to walk and she needed to stay by me anyway. Carrying her was a lot easier.
Anticipation bled into my veins now as we walked the final hallway and my fangs descended on their own. I was so very close now to getting my revenge on the queen, so very, very close.
One final time, I sat the girl down and she leaned back onto my chest. We were halfway down the hallway, given enough space for us to only freeze Bill without being seen. I could smell his sick scent; he was the only one with the queen at this time. I smiled to myself.
Amelia chanted; her breathing heavier as she concentrated on only one target. Her hands trembled and I had to put my hands on her waist to keep her upright. After a few moments, her hands dropped and she stooped slightly.
"I-It's done." She whispered.
I nodded and looked over my shoulder. Pam silently crept by my side, taking Amelia into her own hands and holding her to her chest. She wanted to give Amelia blood, to regain her strength. I knew it from the look in her eyes, from her emotions that bled into our bond. I shook my head slightly. Our scents might be hidden, but I didn't know if the blood would be hidden too. We couldn't take that chance, yet.
I stepped forward and smiled as the queen's voice entered my ears.
"Oh Bill, you have no idea how stupid you really can be!" Her voice echoed around the room. Then her voice became apprehensive and I knew she just noticed Bill's appearance. "B-Bill?"
I turned my head to the side and nodded, indicating that Pam should feed Amelia. She wasted no time in biting into her wrist and offering her blood to the witch. I took a few more steps, this was it. What I have waited for.
"Hello, my queen." I strolled in the room and looked up at her. Her eyes were blazing and her face was just the mask of shock that I wanted. I smiled deadly at her as I took a few more steps into the room. Then behind me my allies flanked my back, walking into the room with much ease. I smiled again as her face went from shock to horror.
"I see your maker is alive." She said, stumbling over her words as she looked at our group. She was trying to put on a show, hiding her fears below the surface and she was doing a poor job at it.
I laughed without humor, taking another step into the room and I watched her take a step away from me. "Don't mind Godric, because he isn't the one you have to worry about."
I flew at her and she shrieked, throwing her hands out as I collided with her body, throwing her to the ground at my feet where she belonged. I stood over her growling menacingly at her pitiful form. I saw that her arm was cut. She bled easily. I smiled again, a snarl ripping through my chest.
"I guess you are wondering why I am here?" I questioned, crouching down over her body. She hissed at me and I growled again before lifting my foot and connected it against her face hard, making her head fall back and hit the concrete floor. "You do not hiss at your betters." I spat.
"I am your queen." She gasped, rubbing the blood from her lip.
"You are no queen." I said deadly. "You are simply a vampire girl that went power crazy and I don't like that." I told her.
"It isn't for you to decide-" She began to say before I gripped her hair in my hands and pulling her face a few inches away from my own.
I barred my fangs. "I am the second oldest vampire in this state; you better watch your tongue when speaking to me." To make my point, I reached into her mouth and gripped her tongue, pulling it hard and she shrieked as blood began to trickle out. "If I wanted to, I could be king. You have wronged me, Sophie-Anne."
"I did what I thought was best for this state." She growled.
I gripped her hair tighter in my hands, pulling her head to the side until I heard a snap of her bones. She cried out in pain and I basked in the sound of it. "You tried to have me kill myself. Did you really think that would work? Are you really that incompetent to understand my age? I know more than you, you pathetic excuse for a queen. Do not presume to think that you know what is best for this state. I have done nothing to you since Russell and yet you think you can try to get rid of me? Sophie-Anne, I will be the one getting rid of you."
She began struggling in my grasp and I laughed, gripping her hair tighter until she screamed and I smelt blood. I pulled her head back, until her eyes were pointed up in my direction, and her neck was curved in a sickly way.
"Now is really not the time to struggle." I pointed out.
I stood up, still holding her hair tightly in my hands. I turned and began to drag her across the room toward the group I came with. Her screams began to get on my nerves and half way there, I turned around and kicked her square in the chest, breaking her ribs in one quick movement; cutting off the annoying scream. I kept on, walking until I was a few feet from the group.
"Amelia, put the chains over the queen." I commanded.
Amelia reached over into her bag and pulled out silver chains that were linked, connected to where it looked like a spider web. She walked over to the queen and looked down at her with hate in her eyes.
"You deserve everything you're going to get." Amelia stated before throwing the silver over the queens body. Sophie-Anne began to writhe in pain, hissing, but it was coming out choked. I looked down and noticed that blood was seeping heavily from her mouth and I smiled again.
I let go of the queen's hair and she hit the ground with a thud and laid there as the silver began to eat away her flesh. Bloody tears ran down her cheeks but I didn't feel any remorse for what I was doing. The tears fueled me even more.
"Now my queen, you will tell me why you did this." I crouched next to her and waited.
Her eyes found mine and she narrowed them and attempted to spit on me. That I wouldn't take. I brought my hand back before connecting it against her face, dragging my nails across her flesh. A loud blow echoed through the room and another crunch of her bones.
"Answer me." I said calmly.
"You were in my way!" She rasped out. "You took what I wanted! Sookie was infatuated with you and I couldn't have it! If I couldn't have her, then you certainty of all people couldn't. I wouldn't allow it!"
I gripped her neck in my hands and pulled her up and snarled at her. "Sookie would have never been yours. She is not a possession."
The queen's eyes widened considerably. "So it is true. You fell in love with a human." She stated.
I smirked ever so slightly. "Does that surprise you?" She didn't answer. "Well, it does not matter; you won't live to tell anyone else." I gripped her neck tighter, hearing the bones begin to move under my clutches.
"Let. Go. Of. Me. Now." She gasped.
"Certainly." I replied.
I threw her away from me, sending her across the floor. The silver chains fell away. Her back hit the wall and another hiss escaped her lips, but I was next to her in no time. I leaned over her body.
"You have wronged me, you have taking Sookie's freewill and as long as you're alive, she cannot live without worry. I will not let my bonded feel threatened any longer."
I pulled out a silver knife and ran it over the skin of her cheek, watching the flesh begin to burn away. She gasped again and took a swing at my face. I moved back an inch and caught her fist with my left hand. I gripped her small fist in my grasp and squeezed until I heard all the bones break. She cried out again, and squirmed under me.
"Do not ever take a swing at a vampire that is much older than you. You would never connect anyway." I told her wisely; enjoying the fact that I was scolding her, teaching her before I ended her life. She would never get to work on her attitude anyway. That was the hilarious part.
"Go fuck yourself." She spat at me, her fangs snapping in my direction.
That was another thing I wouldn't tolerate, a degraded vampire snapping at me. I pulled back my fist and hit her again, breaking her fangs in one swift punch. She whimpered.
"I feel as if we already had that conversation, but just to make sure," I cleared my throat. "No sweetheart, you go fuck yourself." I took the knife and stabbed into her stomach. I twisted the blade and watched her gasp out in pain.
"Tell me, why did you think of Compton for your mission to abduct Sookie?" She refused to answer. I shrugged as I twisted the blade up, getting another gasp from her. "You might want to answer me."
"He lived there before, he was good at what he did; procuring. The telepath seemed like an easy target, he would be able to get her with no problem."
"You were really wrong on that." I said to her, my lip curling back. "Sookie is a fighter and she only needed time to see what Bill Compton really was."
I pulled the blade from her stomach and waited calmly for her reply. She began to smile, blood oozing from her mouth as she did so. I growled.
"He will have her. It doesn't matter now, he will get her and she will be his child." Sophie-Anne coughed out a laugh.
I snarled from deep in my chest. I grabbed her shirt in my hand and lifted my fist back before connecting it to her face. I repeated the process and then again and again until I was satisfied. Sophie-Anne was nearly unrecognizable now as I snarled in her broken face, rewarding me with a frightened shudder from her.
"He will not get her and you know why?" I laughed and leaned down toward her ear. "I have a plan you see. We set up a plot, a plan to make it seem as if Bill killed you. Perfect plan is it not? We all know that you hate each other already. It was just a perfect solution for everything and once I kill you and blame it on Bill; I will be taking him to the summit to be tried. Of course it will turn in my favor and then I will kill him." Sophie-Anne's eyes narrowed. "Tell me, how does it feel to die for betraying one of your own?"
Again she wouldn't answer. "You truly have no idea how much enjoyment I will get out of ending your life, for my bonded." I gripped her body, throwing her into the corner. I was done playing, it was getting boring.
I stopped in front of Bill, noticing that his eyes were open. I couldn't help but smile tauntingly at him. I turned away, knowing that I couldn't touch him, yet. I pulled out a black leather glove from my pocket and slid it on my hand before grabbing the silver chains at my feet. I looked over at the group of allies and held out my hand for the stake. Amelia turned to it and began chanting. I knew what this chant was for, so my fingerprints wouldn't be on the stake.
I turned back toward the queen who was trying to stand up and I couldn't have that. I sped over to her, bringing my fist down on her knees and breaking both of them in one powerful punch. She screamed again. "Do you want to know what my bonded told me to tell you?" I cocked my head and waited for her answer.
Sophie-Anne's eyes were only on the stake that I held in my hands and I couldn't help but chuckle at her feared expression. I threw the chains around her again, this time over her head. She didn't react though; she just stared at the stake. She knew what was coming and that is what I wanted.
I gripped the stake harder in my right hand. I picked her up with my gloved hand and pushed her against the wall, her feet slightly dangling. Her eyes were wide with terror as tears began to flow faster down her cheeks. "My bonded, my Sookie, told me to tell you that you messed with the wrong girl and," I smiled, turning the stake over in my hands before gripping it tightly and holding it back. "Go to hell, where you belong."
I struck, quickly, forcing the stake through her body in one swift movement, turning my hand so the stake hit her heart. Her eyes went wide before she began to vomit blood. I dropped her to the floor as her body began to turn before it exploded.
I stood looking down at her form, or what was left of it with satisfaction. I leaned down, grabbing a thick amount of goo in my hands before I turned away and walked over to Bill's frozen body. His face was impassive but his eyes were open and I looked squarely into them.
A deadly voice that didn't sound like my own came from my mouth as I threw the blood on his clothes, on his face. "One down, one to go and I will make your death even worse than hers." I shoved the stake in his frozen hand and curled his fingers around the weapon.
I looked one last time over the room and smiled in victory. Yes, one down and one to go. I began to walk away from the scene and motioned for my allies to follow.