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Bewitched

/three/ My love, my heart. /tres/

She could hear her heart pounding in her ears, letting out a low growl while coming to her senses she quickly closed her eyes again. Blindly she tried to find the lamp on the nightstand so she could turn it off, wanting to prevent the feeling of hundreds of small needles penetrating her skull. Being a frequent victim of migraines she tried her best to fall back asleep. How ever something bothered her. Skelly had no recollection of how she got back to Sookie's and didn't remember passing out. The last thing she did remember was a pair of green eyes looking down at her. Green eyes that she knew.
Letting out an irritated sigh she just let herself flop back down into the pillows.

The door creaked open slightly which Skelly decided to ignore. Not until she heard someone quietly shuffling her way did she open her eyes again.
"Hey there sugar, good to see your awake. You had us worried."
A small tray with food and sweet tea was set on the small bedside table. Sookie sat down on the side of the bed, leaning over to place her hand on Skelly's forehead.
"Well at least you don't have a fever anymore."
"I had a fever?"
Looking at the other woman skeptically.
"Last time I had a fever was during the industrial revolution."
She cringed slightly at the pressure in my temples but smiled as Sookie handed me the tray.
"I could just eat downstairs you know."
Sookie smiles and shook her head.
"Naw you need rest and there is someone here to see you... You might want some privacy."
Skelly blinked clearly confused but nodded sitting up slowly as Sookie walked out an started talking to someone in a hushed tone.

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-with Sookie-

When Sookie left the room she nearly walked straight into Erics broad chest. She jumped slightly surprised with his sudden appearance and sighed.
"Don't do that." she clutched her chest and rolled her eyes as Eric just smirked down at her. Clearly satisfied with himself he let out a low chuckle.
"But its what I do."
Sookie huffed and crossed her arms deciding it would be a good time to change the topic.
"You can go see her. But don't do dare do anything to make her uncomfortable she needs her rest ya hear." she gave him a stern look and turned to leave.
Before she could, however, Eric pulled her back to look at him.
"What do you mean 'go in to see her'!? She has to come with me. You don't understand."
Sookie Quickly cut him off.
"No Eric. You don't understand. She needs to rest. She is sick."
Tearing herself away from the old viking she glared at him.
"Jesus brought her in and she was unconscious with a fever, coughing up blood and mumbling in a language that barely even exists anymore."
Seething she started pacing the hallway.
"Sookie. Listen to me."
Pulling her to a halt Eric looked at her, eyes fixed on hers, deadly serious. His voice how ever seemed oddly strained as if holding back. To Sookie he nearly seemed desperate.
"She is the only one that can help me. There is to much at stake."
Groaning Sookie pulled away from him again.
"You said that coming in... Just tell me what's wrong. Maybe i can help."
Before he could answer there was a rustling at the door and it slightly creaked open.
"Eric... vad är förorätta?"
Skelly stepped out into the bright lit hallway, her face sickly white and slightly clammy from the previous fever she had been in. Sookie rushed to her side immediately trying to push her back into the room.
"Elly! You shouldn't be up yet. You need to..."
"I need to know what's wrong."
She looked at her friend pointedly before turning to Eric, doing the best to ignore her throbbing head as she moved.
"I need your help. However it's not something I can discuss here."
Both woman looked at him skeptically.
"I'm sure you can... It's a matter of wanting to."
"Jag nöd du hjälp." he glared at both woman before fixing his cold gaze on Skelly "...och om du icke gör det kom i gång din äga bevilja Jag vill styrka du."
Skelly stood there for a second taking in his words. She bit her lip slightly before nodding and returning to her room to get a warm sweater and some shoes.

She gave Sookie a reassuring look as she passed her walking towards Eric's corvette. He was leaning against the open door looking at her with supposed indifference which made her smile.
"Don't give me that look." she said while getting in on the passenger side of the car. "Den må vara bort något mycket nära till din hjärtan för du till vara den här ihärdig Eric Northman."
He just snorted at her comment as he started the engine and speeding off towards his safe haven; Fangtasia.

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The car came to a halt and Skelly looked at the building in front of them curiously.
"This looks more like a sex shop... or a setting in a really bad porn movie."
She looked over at Eric who just chuckled getting out of the car. Before she could even undo her seat belt the door to her right was opened and Eric held out his hand to help her out. Skelly raised a slight eyebrow at such chivalry coming from Eric but took it none the less. 'Don't look a gift horse in the mouth.' she told herself and gave him a small grateful smile.
While Eric lead her passed the front entrance to the back of the club he carefully glanced at her from the corner of his eye.
"Yes Eric?"
He cursed slightly under his breath before letting out a soft, barely audible sigh. He had forgotten how good her hearing was, along with a lot of other things considering her person. Not to mention that after nearly 1000 years of knowing her she still had this curtain air surrounding her. She was mysterious, unreadable and dare he say untouchable... but the latter only due to the fact that it was simply not his place to do so... yet.
"Eric?"
Her voice and a strong tug on his sleeve brought him out of his silent mental reflection. Skelly arched her brow at him and only got a blank stare in return as they remained standing silently in front of the back door.
After a what seemed like forever Eric finally broke the silence.
"Skuld..."
Skelly quickly held up her hand to stop him from going further.
"Eric. Call me Skelly or something along the lines of Elly or El."
Eric rolled his eyes, however giving a slight nod acknowledging her request, if only half heartedly.
"Elly. Before we go in you must give me your word that you'll help no matter what."
It was her turn to roll her eyes. She looked at him skeptically but stayed silent. Eric took this as a invitation to vaguely explain himself but chose to stay silent.
"Please?"
She said looking at him slightly annoyed at his lack of manners.
'What was I thinking? Eric Northman saying please?! What the fuck is this world coming to?' she thought as she nodded reluctantly. There was no use turning back now, she was already here and if there was one thing that irked her it was wasting time.
Eric smirked the self satisfying smirk he did so often and motioned for her to followed him inside.

It was only a short walk till they approached a very plain door. Skelly, however, kept getting more and more uneasy the closer they came. She could feel her heart beating in her ears and the head ache she had forgotten coming back full force. Her blood seemed to pulse violently through her veins and she inhaled deeply before letting out a ragged sigh. They stopped in front of the door and Eric turned to her as he put his had on the door knob.
"Remember. No matter what."
Not waiting for a response he opened the door and pushed her into a dimly lit room. Staying right behind her as if she where to bound out and second. 'Like I even could.... I feel like shit.' she thought bitterly.
She suddenly noticed the upper part of her shins colliding with something hard. Her head snapped up, her senses fully alert suddenly making her become very aware of her surroundings. Eric stepped back and retreated into a corner of the room as she scanned the room around her.
She froze as her gaze fell on the bed in front of her or much rather its occupant. Her eyes widened and she stared in disbelief, feeling her old emotions well up again. The strongest that moment being reservation and strangely relief.
He only seemed to smile weakly at her before speaking up in a raspy voice not quite his own.
"Meus diligo... meus pectus pectoris."
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A/N: First of all: Sorry if the Swedish is horrible... I use a online translator because sadly i don't speak it. :( [feel free to correct me.]

Secondly: Thank you to everyone that read the story <3

My sincerest apologies that it took so long. Collage essays have been kicking my butt. :( the next one will be out sooner. I promise.

Oh and I finally got on Twitter. xD [http://twitter.com/ZombiePea] feel free to add <3

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Translation:

- "Eric... vad är förorätta?" = "Eric... what is wrong?"

-"Jag nöd du hjälp." = "I need your help."

-"...och om du icke gör det kom i gång din äga bevilja Jag vill styrka du." = "and if you don't come on your own accord I will force you."

-"Den må vara bort något mycket nära till din hjärtan för du till vara den här ihärdig Eric Northman." = "It must be something very close to your heart for you to be this persistent Eric Northman."

"Meus diligo... meus pectus pectoris." - "My love... my heart"