*Warning: Contains strong language & sensuality*
Godric walks towards Summer and Eric and then approaches the Magister. He begins speaking to the Magister. Summer could hear that Godric wanted Eric to come back with him to Texas and that he would deal with him there. The Magister nodded his head in reply, but wondered what they should do with Summer. Summer couldn’t exactly understand what Godric was saying since he was speaking a whole other language. Godric ended his conversation with the Magister and approached Eric. Eric knelt down in front of his maker and lowered his head. Godric patted him on top of the head and Eric stood back up.
Eric: Why have you come?
Godric: I heard about the tribunal and your arrest.
Eric: I have disappointed you.
Godric: I want you to come back to Texas with me.
Eric: May I ask, why?
Godric: You have much to learn, my son. You can’t let your offspring confuse your judgment.
Eric: I was not confused. Lucian caused this, not me.
Godric: That may be so, but you still need to come with me.
Eric: What about Summer?
Godric: She can stay here.
Eric glanced over at Summer and then back at Godric. He had to listen to his maker and return back to Texas with him. He wasn’t for sure how long he would be away, but all that he was concerned about was leaving Summer. She looked at him in return and could hear his thoughts, which was that he had to obey his maker and head to Texas with him. She was saddened that he chose his maker over her, but she understood why.
Magister: This trial is adjourned.
Luisa approached Summer and motioned for her to leave the tribunal. Summer glanced over at Eric and wanted to say good-bye to him, but Luisa grabbed Summer by the arm and pulled her away from everyone. Summer yanked her arm out of Luisa’s grasp and continued walking away from the tribunal. Luisa watched as Summer stepped out further into the desert. Summer then stopped in her tracks and spun around. Eric appeared in front of her and planted his lips onto hers. They kissed intensely for several minutes before pulling away.
Eric: I will return.
Summer: I guess I’ll just have to help Pam out with the bar.
Eric: That would be nice.
Summer: I guess I will see you later.
Eric: Don’t worry about me.
Summer: Are you in trouble with your maker?
Eric: I sense some concern in your voice. Don’t be.
Summer: You should go. Godric is waiting.
Eric flashed Summer a grin and turned back towards Godric. Summer watched as Eric slid into the black SUV and closed the door behind him. The SUV drove off down the road and Summer noticed Austen in his car behind her. She decided that she should explain to him what happened.
Two weeks later, Summer was at Fangtasia, sitting in Eric’s thrown on the stage as customers approached her. Often they would ask her to suck their blood, kiss them, take pictures or request to be turned into a vampire. Summer finally knew why Eric didn’t like humans much. Most of them acted as if vampires were like a scene from the movie Twilight or something. Being a vampire isn’t a great as the movies or television portrays them. She knew that from experience. Pam was at the bar near the entrance, checking people’s I.D.’s as they came in. Chow was behind the bar serving and mixing drinks. A young male around the age of 20 approached her and Summer could sense that he was nervous. He wanted to ask her something but he was afraid of her reaction. His thoughts were jumpy and hard to read like he was on some sort of drug or maybe even liquored up.
Summer: What is it that you want to ask me?
Male: Would you drink my blood?
Summer: I’m flattered, but I already ate.
He just stood there waiting for something. Summer knew that he and his friends, who were sitting at a small table nearby, were going to be trouble.
Summer: Is there something else?
The young male pulled out a silver type knife and Summer bolted up out of the chair, quicker that a human eye could see and pinned the man on the floor below the stage. She was on top of him with her hand gripped tightly around his throat, her fangs exposed. Her face lowered down near his and she could smell the fear.
Summer: You made a stupid move, kid. You should know not to come into a Vampire bar and pull out a knife in front of one. Don’t be so fuckin’ stupid. If I were another Vampire, I would have snapped your neck quicker than you could take your last breath. But I’m not like most Vampires, so you’re lucky. I advise you and your friends leave and never come back or else I and the other Vampires here are going to have a little fun.
Male: O…..K…. (Nervously)
Summer released her grip from around the young man’s throat and quickly was back on her feet. As her fangs retracted, the boy scrambled to his feet and ran towards the front door, his friends following closely behind him. Summer turned around, climbed back on stage and sat back on the throne. Everyone in the bar resumed what they were doing before the incident. Pam flashed Summer a satisfied grin from over at the bar. If it were her, she would have killed the prick.
A few hours later, inside Eric’s office, Summer was on the phone with her sister, Summer. Since the trial, Summer had lived up to her promise that she and her sister would spend more time with one another. Before she would head to work, Summer would hang out with Sookie either at the Stackhouse home or at Merlotte’s. She even spent more time with Jason. Jason still was uncomfortable with the fact that his sister was now the living dead, but it was better than having her in the ground and never seeing her again. Summer was sitting behind Eric’s desk with her feet propped up on the edge. Pam then stepped into the office and Summer signaled her that she was almost done. Summer flipped her cell phone closed and placed it on the desk.
Summer: Hey, Pam, what’s up?
Pam: You did a great job this evening. If it were me, I would have killed him. But that’s just me.
Summer: Trust me, I wanted to kill him, but I figured that wasn’t such good judgment. Plus, there were more humans in the bar and that would have been bad for them to witness such brutality.
Pam: Chow and I are closing down the bar. I guess I will see you back at the house.
Summer: Ok.
Pam then stepped out of the office and Summer began finishing up some of the paper work that needed to be done before she headed back home.
At the Northman mansion, later that night, Summer opened up the master bedroom door and flipped on the light switch. Sitting on the edge of the bed was Eric. Eric lifted up his head and noticed Summer standing in the bedroom doorway. She closed the door behind her and approached him.
Summer: How was Texas?
Eric: That’s it? That’s what you wanted to ask me? I thought maybe you wanted this.
Eric stood up from the bed and pressed his lips against hers. They kissed passionately for a few minutes and then Eric spun her around and pushed her onto the bed. Faster than a blink, Eric was lying on top of her. His lips pressed onto her neck and slowly made their way down to her collar bone. He then slid his hand down the side of her thigh and down to her knee-high, black heeled boots. He sat up and lifted up her right leg, straight up in the air. Slowly he began unzipping her boot and then pulling it off and tossing it onto the floor. He did the same with the other leg. Summer bolted up and on her knees, facing Eric, she began unbuttoning his black dress shirt. Slowly she slid the shirt down his muscular, long arms. Eric formed a sexy grin on his face and moved his hands down toward her stomach. He lifted her white tank top up and over her head. Once the shirt was off, he tossed it onto the floor. Quickly he pushed her back down onto the bed.
The next night, Summer bolted upward in bed and was out of bed and in the bathroom, quicker than a flash of light. Eric sits up and then swings his legs to the side of the bed and plants his feet onto the floor below. He steps down off the bed and heads over to his large, walk-in closet. As the closet door opens, he flicks the light on and steps inside the closet. After a few minutes, Eric steps out of the closet and is fully dressed in a pair of black pants, a white dress shirt tucked into his pants and a black suit jacket over his shirt. He suddenly senses that someone is waiting for him downstairs. Moving at a speed that the human eyes couldn’t see, Eric made his way out of the bedroom, down the hallway and down the stairs.
Standing in the living room area was a tall, blond haired female. She had on a black, thigh length, one strap dress with a pair of red ankle-strapped high-heeled shoes. He was wondering what she was doing in Louisiana. Knowing her, he wouldn’t be surprised if she was up to no good.
Katarine: Surprised to see me?
Summer: (appearing behind Eric) Who is she?
Katarine: You must be Summer.
Katarine approached Summer and motioned her eyes up and down to see who she was exactly dealing with. Summer concentrated closely on her thoughts to see who she was. Her thoughts seemed guarded, which to Summer meant that she was an older Vampire…way older. Maybe she even knew about Summer’s “so called” special ability.
Summer: Who are you?
Katarine: I’m sorry, how rude of me. I’m Katarine Dall. I’m an old friend of Eric’s.
Summer: Really?
Katarine: You didn’t tell her about me? (Looking at Eric)
Summer: Eric, who is she and why haven’t you mentioned her to me?
Katarine: Yeah, Eric, why haven’t you?
Eric: It didn’t consider it necessary at the time.
Katarine: You are a naughty and devious man, Eric Northman (biting her lower lip, playfully)
Summer could tell by Katarine’s body language that she was sexually attracted to Eric. Katarine’s thoughts revealed to Summer that she and Eric spent some time together while he was in Texas spending time with Godric. It seemed obvious that Katarine wanted Summer to snoop through her thoughts. Summer didn’t quite understand why Eric was keeping his so called “old friend” a secret. It wasn’t like Eric to hide stuff from her. Was it because there was more than just a friendship? Maybe a sexual one.
Eric: Katarine and I knew each other during my time in Europe before coming here.
Katarine: That was a very long time ago.
Summer: How old are you exactly?
Katarine: It’s very rude to ask a woman her age. But if you must know, I’m around a thousand years old. I look good for my age though, right?
Eric: What are you doing here, Katarine?
Katarine: You never said good-bye to me before you left Texas.
Summer: (confused) You were in Texas?
Katarine: I guess you didn’t tell her that either?
Summer: Why are you keeping her a secret from me? You know damn well that I could read your thoughts if I wanted to. Is it because you did something with her that you don’t want me to know about?
Katarine formed a satisfied grin on her face and watched as Summer questioned Eric. She knew Summer was fired up but she loved it. Summer could sense that Eric was hiding something from her. She concentrated hard on his thoughts but he was trying really hard to block them from her.
Summer: Just tell me, Eric.
Eric: When I was in Texas, she was there at Godric’s place when I showed up. Godric wanted her there to help me. Apparently I don’t know how to control my offspring.
Katarine: Apparently.
An image flashed into Summer’s mind and she knew that it came from Katarine. Katarine wanted her to see that image of her and Eric. The image was of a half-naked Katarine strateling Eric on a large king-size bed. Summer glanced at Eric and gave him an angered look. He knew that Summer was angry and disappointed with him. Even if he were to tell Summer everything that had happened in Texas with him and Katarine, she would still be pissed at him.
Eric: Nothing happened.
Summer: That sounds very convincing.
Katarine: He is right. Nothing happened. Honestly.
Summer: Then why did you show me an image of you and Eric half-naked on a bed?
Katarine: You were right Eric, she is special. At first I thought you were exaggerating a little.
Eric: What you seen happened.
Summer: Really? (Sounding angry)
Katarine: It was my fault. I came onto him.
Eric: I am not sexually attracted to Katarine.
Summer: Have you and she ever had sex before?
Eric: Yes. But that was a very long time ago.
Summer: I see.
Summer grabs her leather jacket from off the couch and quickly walks over towards the front door. Eric appears in front of her, stopping her from leaving.
Eric: Nothing happened.
Summer: I’m going to visit my sister for awhile. You and your old friend have fun.
Summer pushes passed Eric and yanks open the front door. She steps outside on the porch and like a blur was gone. Eric slammed the door closed and turned around to give an evil glance to Katarine who was sitting on the leather couch, legs crossed and blowing a kiss towards Eric.
A few days ago, in Dallas, Texas at Godric’s place, Eric opened the door to his guest room and as the light switched on, Eric noticed Katarine sitting on his bed wearing a white shirt that was opened up to reveal her black and lacey bra and panties. Eric immediately closed the door behind him.
Eric: Katarine, what are you doing?
Katarine: I have been waiting for you. Like what I’m wearing? (Flirtatiously)
Katarine slid down and off the bed walking towards Eric. She ran her finger down the front of his shirt and bit down on her lower lip, playfully. Slowly, she slid her shirt down off her arms and let it drop down onto the floor. She pressed her body up against his and started to unbutton his shirt. Eric grabbed her by the wrists, tightly and pushed her away from him. He walked over towards the bed and sat down.
Eric: Katarine, you need to leave.
Katarine: Is this because of that bitch, Summer?
Eric: Call her a bitch again and see what happens (angry).
Katarine: Are you in love with her?
Eric: Katarine, I am not in the mood for your games tonight.
Katarine: Awww…is somebody in a grouchy mood.
Katarine approaches him and crawls on his lap, facing him. Faster than a flash of light, she pushes him down onto the bed. She lowers her face down towards his and plants her soft, dead lips onto his. While she kisses him, she slides her hands up his shirt. Eric’s eyes widened and he placed his hands on both sides of her arms and flipped her onto her back. Katarine forms a playful smile on her face.
Katarine: I forgot you like it rough.
Eric: You are really pissing me off.
Katarine: I know you want me.
Eric: I did a long time ago, but not anymore. There is somebody else that I want.
Eric steps off the bed and grabs Katarine by both wrists and yanks her up off the bed and back onto her feet. He bends down and picks up her white shirt off the floor and hands it to Katarine. She starts to feel a little aggravated by his behavior. He used to always be so fun and playful. Now he’s in a committed relationship. Eric grabs her by the arm and escorts her towards the front door. He opens up the door and pushes her out into the hallway. The door then slams shut behind her. Katarine forms and angry look on her face and stomps off to her guest room. A thought enters her mind. She’ll have to visit him in Louisiana and see why Summer is so important to Eric.
Two weeks later, at Sookie Stackhouse’s home, Summer is sitting in the kitchen at the small four-seated table. Sookie is standing by the microwave waiting for something to heat up. The microwave dings and Sookie opens up the door on the microwave and pulls out a bottle of Tru Blood. She walks over towards her sister and hands her the bottle, sitting down in the chair next to her. Summer takes a drink of the Tru Blood and sits the bottle on top of the table. She licks her lips and notices Jason stepping into the kitchen. Summer stands up and he approaches her, wrapping his arms around her, giving her a big hug. She sits back down at the table and Jason pulls out a chair, spins it around and sits down.
Jason: What’s wrong, sis?
Sookie: She thinks Eric may have cheated on her while he was in Texas.
Jason: Do you want me to stake his dead ass?
Summer: I don’t think he did anything with her.
Sookie: Then what’s wrong?
Summer: It’s her. Her thoughts were really starting to piss me off. They made me uneasy. I just know that she wanted me to hear her thoughts.
Jason: You want me to stake her, because I’m free for the night.
Summer: That’s okay. I can deal with her myself. Maybe by the time I get home, Eric sent her home.
Sookie: I know what you are going through. I had the same dilemma with Bill’s ex-Lorena. And you know how that turned out.
Summer reached out for her bottle of Tru Blood and gulped down the rest of it. Once she was done, she slammed the empty bottle down onto the table, licking the remaining blood off her lips. She sensed that Jason was a little uncomfortable when she drank blood around him.
Sookie: You want another one? I have more.
Summer: No, I’m good. Thank you.
Summer gets up off the chair and pushes it back in. Sookie gets up and realizes that her sister is about to head back home.
Sookie: Can’t you stay a little bit longer?
Summer: I have to get home. I need to speak with Eric. Hopefully that bitch is gone once I get there.
Jason: Remember what I offered. I’m still up for it.
He gets up out of his seat and Summer gives him and her sister, Sookie one last hug before she headed out. As she un-wraps her arms from around Sookie, she steps out of the kitchen with Jason and Sookie following closely behind her. Summer turns the front doorknob and pulls the door open. As she walks down the front steps and toward her car, Jason and Sookie are out on the front porch watching her. They continued watching as Summer slides into the front seat of her car and then backed out of the driveway.
A little later, at the Northman mansion, the front door swings open and in steps Summer. She looks around and it seems that nobody is around, but she does hear somebody walking around in the kitchen area. Slowly and quietly she closes the front door, slips off her leather jacket and tosses it onto the leather couch. She walks into the large dining room and then pushes open the door that leads to the kitchen. As she step foot into the kitchen, she noticed Eric standing in front of the refrigerator, his back facing her. Eric turned around and noticed Summer standing by the door.
Eric: She is gone.
Summer: I figured that much.
Eric: I did not have sex with her. There is only one person I want to do that with (with a grin on his face).
Summer: I know you didn’t. There is just something about her that rubs me the wrong way.
Eric: She is heading back to Europe so you will not be seeing her again.
Summer: Good.
Eric closes the fridge door and steps around the island counter that is in the middle of the kitchen. As he stands but a few inches from her, he reaches out and grabs her hand. Quickly, he pulls her towards him, her body pressing up against his. He then lifts her up a few inches off the floor and sits her on top of the island counter. The front of his body presses up against the counter and her legs wrapped around his waist and she leans into his face and plants her lips onto his. His hands caressed her back as they passionately kiss. Eric pulls his face away from her and his hands moved from her back to around her waist. He lifts up her shirt and pulls it up and over her head and arms. She then begins to unbutton his shirt as he drops her shirt onto the floor below. Once she undoes all the buttons on his shirt, she slides the shirt down off his arms and it drops onto the floor. Eric pushes her down onto the counter and climbs up and presses his body down on top of hers. He slides his hands down her leg and lifts it up around his waist as he continues to kiss her.
A few hours later at Sookie Stackhouse’s home, there is a knock at the front door. Sookie strolls down the stairs and opens up the front door. Standing in front of her is Katarine.
Katarine: Hello, my name is Katarine Dall. Is your sister here?
Sookie: No, sorry, she left a few hours ago.
Katarine: Can I come in? I just need to speak with you for a few minutes. After that, you can resend my invitation that way you don’t have to worry about me coming back.
Sookie: Not to sound rude or anything, but I don’t think I should.
Katarine: I promise I won’t do anything to you. I just want to talk. That’s all.
Katarine could tell that Sookie wasn’t going to be easily persuaded so she decided to play it nice and calm.
Katarine: I can tell that you don’t trust me. If it makes you feel any better, if I remotely tried to touch a hair on your head, I’m pretty sure Eric would hunt me down or maybe even your sister. Do you have silver you can wear?
Sookie: Hold on a minute.
Sookie steps away from the front door and runs up the stairs. Katarine patiently waits for Sookie to return. After a few minutes, Sookie comes running down the stairs and steps back into the doorway. Katarine forms a big smile on her face and notices that Sookie has a silver necklace around her neck.
Sookie: Come in.
Katarine: Thank you.
Sookie steps aside as Katarine steps inside. Sookie closes the front door and walks into the living room with Katarine following closely behind her. Sookie sits down on the couch and motions for Katarine to take a seat. Katarine sits down across from her in a recliner chair.
Sookie: What is it that you wanted to talk to me about?
Katarine: I upset your sister didn’t I?
Sookie: She wasn’t upset; she just did not like you.
Katarine: I tend to have that effect on people. Especially females. I did not mean to make her feel like she should be threatened by me.
Sookie: You should be telling my sister this. Not me.
Katarine: I feel like I need to apologize to you as well. I was inappropriate and I would like your forgiveness.
Sookie: I guess I accept it.
Katarine: Did your sister head back home?
Sookie: Yes. She wanted to speak with Eric.
Katarine: That’s good. Well I guess I should be heading over there to apologize to her.
Sookie: Would you like a Tru Blood?
Katarine: Sure.
Sookie gets up off the couch and heads into the kitchen. Katarine bolts up off the chair and begins looking around for a cell phone. She notices a cell phone sitting on a small table next to the front door. Katarine slowly peaks into the kitchen and notices Sookie heating up the bottle of Tru Blood. Quicker than a bolt of lightening, Katarine ran to the front door, snatched the cell phone off the table and back into the living room area where she planted her bottom back into the recliner chair. Sookie stepped back into the room and walked over towards Katarine.
Katarine: I really should be going. Thank you so much for your kindness and hospitality.
Katarine gets up off the chair and grabs the bottle of Tru Blood out of Sookie’s hand and flashes her a smile.
Katarine: For the go.
Sookie then escorts Katarine to the front door and opens up the door for her. Katarine steps outside onto the porch and Sookie watches as Katarine walks down the front steps. Katarine realizes that Sookie is no longer watching her and she tosses the bottle of Tru Blood into the bushes next to the front steps. She forms an evil grin on her face as she pulls out Sookie’s cell phone from the inside of her jacket pocket.
An hour before dawn, Eric and Summer are lying in bed, asleep. Summer’s cell phone then begins vibrating on the night stand next to her. Summer’s eyes flicker open and she notices her cell phone screen is lit up. She pulls the satin sheet up against her chest and sits up, snatching the phone off the night stand. She presses a few buttons to check her text message. It’s from her sister, Sookie. It says that she’s in the cemetery and that she needs to speak with her right away and that it’s an emergency. In a split second, Summer was out of bed and in the bathroom, changing.
Less than 10 minutes later, Summer was in the cemetery. She began looking around for her sister, but didn’t see her anywhere. She called out for her, but nobody answered back. Summer walked around, cautiously and suddenly she stopped in her tracks. There was a single thought that entered her into her head.
Voice: He will be mine again.
Summer spun around and noticed Katarine standing in front of her. She had jabbed a silver stake into Summer’s chest. Summer glanced down and noticed the silver stake in her chest and then glanced back up at Katarine who had an evil grin on her face. Katarine’s high-heeled black shoe was pressed against Summer’s stomach as she pushed her down to the ground. Summer looked up at Katarine who was wearing a pair of black gloves and wearing a black, thigh-high trench coat. She waved good-bye to Summer as she turned around and slowly began walking away from her. Summer tried to move, but it felt as if she was paralyzed all over. She noticed that the sky was starting to get lighter, meaning that the sun was about to rise in less than half an hour.
To Be Continued…
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