From The Rooftop to Love Chapter 1


I just stood there for a few minutes. I couldn’t believe that Godric was gone. Then I remembered Eric and my heart broke again thinking about seeing him begging Godric to live. I always thought Mr. Big Bad Vampire Sheriff had no feelings but tonight I saw him with his masks down. Just like in my dream when I told him, he was a big faker.

As I am heading back downstairs, I can’t stop thinking about Eric and how heartbroken he must be without his Maker. I feel like I need to go and see him and make sure he is going to be all right. I know Bill will not be very happy about it but everyone deserves to have someone there to care for them when someone so special to them dies.

As I am approaching his door, I see that it’s not closed all the way. The Eric Northman I know always has his instincts and guard up. He must be really distraught if he left his door open.

I push the door open and at first, I don’t see anything. I quietly close his door and slowly keep walking into his room. When I reach the bedroom, I see Eric sitting with his shoulders hunched over, his head down and his arms on his legs. The closer I get I can see a small puddle of blood on the carpet. I walk in front of Eric’s form and notice that he’s shaking.


He slowly raises his head up. His face is streaked with blood tears that have run all over his face and neck. I have never seen a vampire look more vulnerable than Eric does right now. I know that nothing will ever be the same with us again.

“He’s gone.” Eric says as more tears fall down his face. I lean down and kiss first his right cheek and then his left. Eric just looks at me as if he thinks he’s dreaming. I walk closer to him and hug his head to my body for a few moments.

I step back from him and walk into the bathroom. I find a washcloth and get it as hot as I can and still be able to hold it and then wring it out.

I walk back into the bedroom and see Eric with his head hung down but as soon as I get back in front of him again he lifts his head. I sit down on the bed next to him.

“Turn and look at me.” He slowly turns his body to me and has the most confused look on his face. I lift the washcloth up and start wiping the tears from his face and neck. Once I am all done I grab the hem of his shirt and pull it off. I take his shirt and the washcloth back into the bathroom and put them some cold water in the sink to soak.

“Eric, you really should rest.”

“I know I just can’t…” I don’t know what to do. How do you make a 1000 year old vampire who has just lost his Maker go to sleep.

“Sookie…” He looks up at me. “Will you … stay here… with me…till I fall asleep?” How do you say no to that? Every time I look at him, my heart aches seeing him in so much pain.

“Of course, come let’s get you laid down.”

I watch as Eric stands up and goes to the other side of the bed, sits down and takes off his boots. Then he just lays down on his back. I take of my shoes and lay down on my side of the bed then I turn over on my side and face him. Sensing that I’ve turned over Eric turns on his side to face me. We just look at each other for a couple of minutes then he stretches out his arm and puts his hand out, palm up. I take one of my small hands and put it into his large one and with my other hand, I start running my fingers through his hair. Once I start, running my fingers through his hair Eric has the oddest expression on his face and I can’t quite figure it out. Is it affection? I fall asleep holding hands with a 1000-year-old Viking vampire.

I wake up and it is pitch dark in the room. I try to figure out where I am and remember I feel asleep in Eric’s room. I find my way into the bathroom and take care of my business. I leave the light on and walk over to the bed to look at Eric. It amazes me that he looks so peaceful and angelic. Ha, Eric Northman angelic!

I look around to see if I can figure out what time it is but I guess vampire’s don’t need alarm clocks. I don’t see Eric’s phone so I can’t check it either. I need to get back to my room before the sunsets and Bill wakes up. I decide to leave Eric a note telling him that I will come back tonight just a little after sunset.

I was just finishing drying off from my shower when Bill walks into the bathroom.

“Where were you this morning? I fought the pull of the sun for a full 5 minutes waiting for you and you didn’t show up.”

“I went to see Eric after Godric met the sun.” Bill looks furious. I have never seen him this mad before.

“Why did you go see Eric Northman? You hate him! Do you not remember that he tricked you into drinking his blood?”

“Of course I remember it was just the other night! I went to see him because his Maker just died and he was upset.”

“Eric Northman does not get upset. He is a cold, ruthless, manipulative vampire who has no feelings.”

“He has feelings Bill! I saw him up on the rooftop with Godric and I saw how upset he was!”

“Sookie, it is all just an act! Don’t let him fool you!”

“He is not fooling me Bill! I know what I was doing.” I cannot believe Bill is acting like this. I storm out of the bathroom and grab a sundress out of my suitcase to put on.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Bill asks.

“I am going to check up on Eric. I told him I would come back by after sunset to check up on him.”

“I cannot believe you are falling for his games. ERIC NORTHMAN HAS NO FEELINGS HE IS A THOUSAND YEAR OLD VAMPIRE!”

“Why can’t he have feelings, Bill? You are a vampire. Do you not have feelings?” I put on my flip-flops, grab my purse, and throw in my phone and room key. “Bill I am trying to be a good person and be there for someone when they are in need. Don’t act like this.” Bill looks like he is about ready to explode. I can’t believe he is so mad. I know he hates Eric but I thought Bill would have some compassion for the situation. Maybe if it was anyone but Eric.

“How long are you going to be? Bill asks.

“I don’t know.” I say.

“Well, I won’t be here when you get back. I’m going to go get my dinner.”

I can’t believe he just said that to me. Does he not know how much he has hurt me? To tell me that he is going to go feed. I feel the tears start to prick in my eyes and I don’t want to let him see me upset. I know he’s just doing it to hurt me. I walk right past him without saying a word.

I walk across the hall to Eric’s room and knock on the door. I can’t believe Bill! I have to calm down. I don’t want to cry in front of Eric either. Just as I finish wiping my eyes, the door opens. Standing there is Eric Northman looking as gorgeous as ever wearing black jeans, a black V-neck t-shirt with his black boots on. He has a towel in his hand and his hair is still wet. Why is this Viking so hot?

“Miss Stackhouse please come in.” He has his trademark smirk on his face.

“Thank you.” I reply.


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