Between the Vampire and the Deep Blue Sea

Blood Ties

Author's Note: hey y'all I'm so happy for the follows and reviews they truly inspire me to update more! As a thank you here is the longest chapter to date for "Between the Vampire and the Deep Blue Sea" hope y'all enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own True Blood or the Southern Vampire Mysteries. All rights go to Charlene Harris the author and Alan Ball and HBO for the television adaptation. I am in no way making profit. I'm just borrowing the characters for my own amusement. 

The next second Sookie was aware of the close proximity of the vampire and sharp sensation of teeth now in her neck.

The last thing she did before she lost consciousness was send as much regret through the reopened blood tie. Hopefully the two vampires could forgive her of her selfishness.

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Eric's Point of View

Eric Northmen had been devastated after the death of his maker. His maker had journeyed and explored the world with him. Walking between eras was much more inviting with his maker by his side. He now regretted the position he had been dealt by the Vampire Authority ... the position of Sheriff of Area Five. If he hadn't accepted the position maybe he could of caught why his Maker had doubts of existing. Therefore, preventing his Maker's weakness for humans; the wanting and need to see peace between vampire and human. Yet, he couldn't do anything for Godric....he felt his bond break with his father, his brother, his son - his reason to living as an immortal that walked the earth for a thousand years.

It had been a couple nights since ... and Eric still felt like it was yesterday. Pam - his progeny - had tried to knock him out of his state of shock - but even the vampire Eric loved most in the world second to his maker... was not enough to sway the ancient Viking vampire.

He could feel the forced bond with the telepath. It had eased his suffering yet only a little. Eric wanted her. He had seen something within her on that rooftop. She had stayed with his maker in his place and for that he would be eternally grateful until his one true death.

Currently he was in his office at the vampire bar - Fangtasia - he ran with Pam. It wasn't his choice to be there rather Pam insisted he be there to entertain the vermin, the sickly humans who ventured past their bedtimes hoping for some dangerous fun no doubt a vampire would give them.

Standing up he used the speed only a vampire could possess and exited his office to arrive at his chair the vermin called it his "throne", which he quite liked.

Sitting.

Eric drowned out the noise and smell of the place. Sagging his body in the chair it was going to be a long night.
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Ginger closed up the bar as instructed by Pam. Eric left his throne after the last of the vermin exited. "Eric. " Pam expressed a blood tear cascading down her pale cheek.

"Pamela not now."

Eric turned his back to her heading to his home of residence. Using his unique ability that only his bloodline could truly use when he had a 1,000 years over everyone flying wasn't that bad nor hard.

He arrived within a couple of minutes and walked until he reached the door. Pressing his thumb onto a screen - a bright green light appeared scanning his thumb in identification thus unlocking the door. The door had no key hole only through the best technology could he enter. It was one of many safe houses Eric had bought for himself. Pam having many more a perk to being his only child.

The house was light-tight so he could go anywhere and wouldn't have to worry about the sun. In an hour or so the sun would be out and he would be feeling the pull of the sun.

Quickly getting a shower in and changing - grabbing the book that was written in his language of old sweetish. It had been one of his favorites even before Godric had turned him. He remembered from the time when he had been human - his family - when he had been younger. A boy but not a man quite yet his mother had read to him every night before he had went to bed. Time was easy back then when he had nothing ... when he didn't have the feelings he had now.

He could feel the beginnings of the sun pulling him to slumber. Then he felt it it was a slight tug from the forced bond he had with Sookie ignoring the pull from the sun for a moment longer he concentrated on the tug. Willing himself mentally to keep ahold of it but against his best efforts the bond had disappeared.

The sun had risen. The night for vampires had vanished. And in the residence of the Sheriff of Area Five - one vampire was mentally defeated. Blood tears now leaking from his eyes and feeling utterly broken.

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The sun had set, yet Eric Northmen remained where he had been since the sun rose earlier in the day.

The bleeds had started and it made him much weaker. However that wasn't his biggest concern the bond, the blood tie he had with her had vanished and it tore something within him.

He needed to see her.

He could only see her pale body within his mind. Thinking the very worst and how it could have happened.

Thinking he would of felt something anything to alert himself if she were in danger or not.

Leaving his residence he automatically takes flight into the air.