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Impossible - 3

Pairing: Eric Northman x reader

warnings: descriptions of violence, blood

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You stood at the back of the church, eyes running over the gathering crowd. You’d agreed to come to this event because Sookie begged you to keep her company while Bill spoke. Overnight she’d gone from being Bill’s girlfriend to being on a date with Sam. You sighed as you looked at the two of them sitting next to Tara. What Sookie did with her love life was her business and you would be thrilled if you thought she was actually done with Bill Compton. But you didn’t trust it. Sookie was too fickle, too quick to change her mind. You just hoped Sam didn’t get hurt in the process of her deciding what she wanted. It was fairly obvious her boss was harboring a pretty serious crush.

You’d thought about skipping out and heading to Fangtasia, but Adele would be disappointed if you didn’t stick around. As soon as you had the thought, she came out to introduce Bill. He of course immediately began laying on that thick layer of charm that he expected everyone to buy into and your attention quickly wandered. Your ears picked up the conversation between the sheriff and Andy. Bud was just bound and determined to pin these murders on Bill. As much as you disliked the man, he wasn’t guilty just because he was a vampire.

As his talk continued and drifted to discussion of his family, there was a subtle shift in the demeanor of the room. Not with everyone, but there were some who were clearly distrustful before who were now sympathetic of the life he’d lived. And you were certain, had you been closer to her, you would have seen Sookie fall for the vamp all over again. Poor Sam.

You lingered with the crowd at the end of the night and were surprised when Bill found his way to your side. “Y/N.”

“Bill.”

“I didn’t think to see you here this evening. I thought Eric would have summoned you.”

“He can try.” Your tone was carefree. You had no bond with Eric, owed him no allegiance, but if he called, you’d be at his side in a minute. But that was a choice, not a requirement.

Bill kept a smile plastered on his face as he nodded at the people that passed by. “What exactly is your history with Eric and the Authority?”

Your spine straightened. “I don’t recall that being any of your business, Compton.”

“I will find out.”

“You keep digging where you don’t belong, you won’t like what you uncover.” With that you left. You had intended to stay and help Adele clean up the church but you needed to put some space between you and the vampire. You didn’t need to give the town any more of a show than they’d already had. If Bill insisted on gathering information on you, he’d find answers. He was also likely to find himself at the end of a stake. Your father tended to be slightly overprotective when it came to people in your business.

Not having anywhere particular to go, but not wanting to head home you drove through town and let your mind wander. Pretty much from the moment you got your license, you drove whenever you had thinking to do. Sometimes for hours. That had been your intention until Sookie called asking for a ride. Apparently, her date with Sam hadn’t gone as planned. You rolled your eyes and turned the truck around.

Sookie was waiting right where she said she would be and you pulled up to the curb. She climbed inside with a small smile. “Thanks for picking me up.”

“No problem.” You waited for her to put her seatbelt on then headed for Adele’s house.

Silence filled the cab of the truck and you guessed Sookie was probably grateful for it. She didn’t offer any details of her evening and you didn’t ask. If she wanted you to know, she’d tell you. It wasn’t until you pulled up in front of the house that she spoke. “Gram’s got some pecan pie in the fridge. Want some?”

It wasn’t about the pie, it was about the company. She wasn’t ready to be alone just yet. And you weren’t about to pass up a slice of Adele Stackhouse’s pie. “Yeah. Sounds good.”

You followed her up to the house, the two of you pausing on the porch just long enough for her to take her shoes off. “I don’t know why you wear those things when they pinch your feet.” You had zero tolerance for being uncomfortable for fashion.

Sookie glanced back with a grin and looked down at your feet. “Well, army boots wouldn’t exactly go with this dress, now would they?”

As she said the last word, she slid on something and your hand shot out to steady her. “What the…” Her voice trailed off as your vision focused on the grisly scene before you. She flipped the light switch before you could stop her. The sudden burst of light made you squint. Sookie twisted from your grip and fell to the floor.

Deep crimson was everywhere. Blood splashed across the walls and the counters, but most of it pooled under Adele Stackhouse where she lay unmoving on the floor. You swallowed past the lump in your throat and pulled Sookie up off the floor just as Bill rushed in. You passed Sookie off to him. “Get her out of here.” Bill nodded once and rushed out the back door with her in his arms.

A noise at the front drew your attention, but you weren’t concerned. Whoever killed Adele was long gone. And if they weren’t, that just saved you the trouble of hunting them down later. “Who is it?” Your voice sounded rough and you cleared your throat.

“It’s Sam. I was making sure Sook got home and the front door was open,” he answered from the living room.

“You don’t want to come in here, Sam.”

He didn’t listen and appeared in the doorway a moment later. His wide eyes took in the mess before coming to rest on you. “Oh my God. What happened?”

You ignored the question as the answer was pretty damned obvious. “Sookie’s outside with Bill. Grab her a blanket. Call the Sheriff. I’ll stay with Adele.”

***

The police and technicians of Bon Temps were as competent as you expected them to be. In other words, not at all. You stood to the side and watched them fumble with the evidence and the body. They seemed to have forgotten you were even there as they discussed suspects and motive. And Adele trying to keep the asshole from killing her. As if she could put up much of a fight. Whoever did this could have done it easily and quickly but they chose to make it bloody.

You huffed in irritation and stormed from the house, letting the door slam behind you. Sookie looked up in surprise and you mumbled an apology before you strode across the lawn. You weren’t leaving, but you needed to make a phone call or two.

The first call you made was to Eric and you hoped he’d just answer the phone instead of playing games. You weren’t in the mood. “Y/N. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

His smooth voice instantly made you feel more at ease. Thank fuck he picked up. “I need a cleaning crew.”

The background noise on the phone faded. “What happened? Are you all right?”

“I’m fine. Sookie’s grandmother was murdered. It was…brutal. If you could get someone here as soon as possible, I’d appreciate it.”

There was a pause. “Of course. Text me the address.”

You hung up and sent him the address before quickly dialing another number. You didn’t even let him greet you before speaking. “I’m going to kill someone.”

He was silent as he processed your words. “And you are telling me this because?”

“Just thought you might want to know.”

“Vampire?”

“I don’t know but I doubt it. Most likely human.”

Your father hummed in thought. “Okay. Why are you killing the human?”

“He killed someone I cared about. Adele Stackhouse.”

“Oh, sweetheart. I’m sorry. I know you thought highly of her.” Your father’s sympathy almost broke you. You took a deep breath to keep from crying. Sookie didn’t need weepy you right now.

“She was a good person. She sure as hell didn’t deserve what he did to her.”

“Is this the same person that killed those other girls?” You kept your father up to date on your life. If you didn’t, he’d just send someone to spy on you anyway. You texted more than you talked but you figured this conversation was best had verbally.

“As near as they can figure, yeah.” You looked back to the house to see them bringing Adele out. “I need to go.”

“Be careful, Y/N. And call me if you need anything. I love you.”

“Love you, too, pop.” You slid your phone back into your pocket and walked back to the house.

Everyone was trying to convince Sookie to stay somewhere else when you rejoined them. Sookie was flat out refusing.

“I’ll stay with her,” you offered. Sookie detached herself from Bill and came over to wrap her arms around you. You held her and rubbed your hands up and down her back.

A plain white van pulled up and Bud frowned. “Who’s that?”

“Cleaners. If you’re done with the house that is.”

Sookie hugged you a little tighter.

He looked at you a moment then nodded. “I suppose that’s all right. Sookie, you call us if you need anything.”

“Thank you.”

“Those are vampire cleaners,” Bill said as the police and the coroner left.

Sookie tilted her head back to look up at you and you smiled. “They’re trained to clean up blood, Sook.”

“Wait. They have companies that clean up vampire kills and you called one of them to come to Sookie’s house?” Sam asked, sounding disgusted.

That’s exactly what you’d done, but you’d feed him a cover story to make him happy. “Actually, they are trained to clean up after a vampire has been killed. It’s a very messy and delicate business and they are good at what they do. And I didn’t call them. Eric did.” You raised a hand and motioned to the workers that they could proceed with the job.

“You told Eric where she lives?” Bill growled.

You laughed. “Oh, honey. Like he couldn’t figure that out on his own. Shouldn’t you be going to bed?”

He scowled at you before looking to Sookie, his features softening. “I will return later.”

She nodded, but didn’t release her hold on you. You glanced at Sam. “Take her up to her room, would you? I want to talk to the crew before I come up.”

You walked into the kitchen to find four people already making a dent in cleaning the mess. “Thanks for coming so quickly.”

“Of course,” one of them said and peeled off her gloves and mask as she came to stand in front of you. She offered a soft smile. “I am sorry for your loss.”

You licked your lips as Adele’s smiling face flashed through your head. “Yeah.” You pulled out your credit card and offered it to her. “Clean the rest of this level as well.”

She shook her head. “Mr. Northman has already seen to it and said to do whatever you asked.”

You nodded once and put the card away. “All right. Thank you.”

“He also asked that we bring this.” She handed you a baggie with a few pills inside. “Valium.”

You took it with another nod. “Just call up the stairs when you’re finished so I can lock up.”

As you headed up the stairs, you pulled out your phone to text Eric. Thank you. I owe you. It was a dangerous thing to say to a vampire. Especially one like Eric, but you acknowledged your debts.

A reply came quickly which surprised you. You thought it would be nightfall again before you heard from him. You owe nothing.

There came that tug at your heart. The one that reminded you of why exactly you fell in love with the Viking to begin with.

You got Sookie to take a valium and once she was asleep, you sat in a chair in the corner of her room. Sam stayed with you, sitting on the floor beside you as he called Tara. Eventually the stress and lack of sleep caught up with you. You leaned your head against the back of the chair and were asleep in minutes.

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