Best E/S MicroFic Ever

Sookie looked from this Eric Northman vampire, so big and tall and handsome on his throne in the weird vampire bar, over to Bill who suddenly resembled a monkey more than ever before, and snorted.

“No, Bill, I am so not ‘yours’.” Surreptitiously she tried to remove her elbow from his strong hold.

She looked back to Mr. Northman who now had a cute little smirk on his face, and rolled her eyes. “Mr. Northman, I do not “belong” to anyone, much less this walking piece of rudeness with the bad sideburns. He’s just my neighbor who kindly escorted me here tonight so I could help my brother.” She tried once again to remove her elbow from Bill’s tightening grasp.

Eric rose to his full height and glared down at Bill, who took an involuntary step back. “I see. You will release your hold on Miss Stackhouse and excuse us, William Compton, while I speak with my… new friend.” When Bill didn’t immediately comply with the direct order from his Sheriff, the Viking Vampire dropped his fangs.

“Now.”

With a huff and a pout, Bill finally released Sookie, who immediately began rubbing her bruised elbow, which did not escape either Pam or Eric’s notice.

“Miss Stackhouse, would you care to join me?” He held out his hand in invitation.

With a nod and a smile, Sookie placed her hand in his, and was comforted when her smaller hand was swallowed in his secure grasp.

Pam smiled as she watched her Maker escorting the PYT to his office, then left.  Bill was never seen or heard from again.

The End.

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**A/N:  I’ve been told that terrible things would happen to me if I deleted any more of what I wrote as pure procrastination, so, well, yeah.  What did you think?**

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