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Second Chance	By : TammyDevil666 Category: S through Z > Southern Vampire Views: 2376 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Southern Vampire Mysteries or any referenced characters and no money is made from this story. It is purely for fun.

Chapter List
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Chapter 5
Sookie hated imposing on her Gran, even though she knew the elder woman didn’t mind having her around. But about a month after the divorce was final, Sookie decided it was time to get a place of her own. She found a cute apartment only ten minutes from the bar; it was definitely a much easier commute for her.
As for Eric, he became her best friend in such a short amount of time. They never talked about anything real personal, but he was always there to listen when she just needed someone to vent to. Amelia was great, but she was too judgmental. Eric just let her get everything out, no interruptions. It didn’t help that she was developing a huge crush on him, but knew he didn’t think of her in that way. She just had to settle for being his friend, no matter how much it killed her.

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“I’m going out of my damn mind,” Eric said, throwing back another shot.
Alcide chuckled. “Man, you’ve really got it bad. Not that I could blame you, Sookie is one fine looking woman.”
Eric glared at him. “Eyes off, Herveaux, I won’t have you going after her. She’s been through enough, and I know about your track record.”
He held his hands up in surrender. “I was just stating a fact; I have no intention of setting sights on your high school sweetheart. Did I tell you how fucking adorable that is?”
Eric threw a roll at Alcide’s head, which he managed to dodge.
“Don’t look now, but the lovely Ms. Stackhouse just walked in. Did you know she was working tonight?”
Eric turned to the entrance to see her smiling at the bartender; she practically lit up the entire place. “I might have known.”
“So, you’ve decided to stalk her now? Am I your wing man? If that’s the case, I have some rules,” Alcide commented.
He rolled his eyes. “I just needed some moral support, but honestly, I should have called Pam. You’re a fucking douche.”
Alcide raised his eyebrows. “Is that so? How’s this for a douche?” He put two fingers in his mouth and blew, causing a loud whistle to erupt over the bar. “Yo, Sookie!” Alcide yelled, waving his hand when her gaze landed in their direction.
Eric groaned when he saw her walk over to them, banging his head against the table. “I’m going to castrate you,” he mumbled.
Alcide ignored him, giving the gorgeous blonde a smile. “Hey, Sook, fancy meeting you here.”
She smiled at the men, confused about the look of utter mortification on Eric’s face. “Well, I do tend to work on the weekends, but that was an interesting way to get my attention. Can I get you boys anything else?”
He shook his head, glancing down at his watch. “Shit, is that the time? I gotta get going, but I’m sure you can give Eric whatever he needs,” Alcide said with a wink, taking off before anyone could respond.
Sookie shrugged, sitting down on the seat he vacated. “Are you okay? You look really pale. Have you had too much to drink? I should probably call you a cab.”
Eric couldn’t stop staring at her. God, she was so beautiful. He didn’t think it was possible, but she’s only gotten even more stunning since high school. He finally broke out of his stupor when she spoke to him. “That’s fine, I walked here. I’m only two blocks away.”
She nodded, thinking of something else to say. “Where’s Pam tonight? I don’t ever see you guys outside the office.”
“I think she’s busy, we don’t really do much when it’s not work related. She has her own life and I have mine, I can’t remember the last time we went to a bar together. Although, she definitely would have been much better company than Alcide.”
“Isn’t she your girlfriend?” Sookie wondered in confusion.
Eric’s eyes widened, that being the last thing he expected. “What? No, God, no, we’ve never had that kind of relationship. I’m not saying she isn’t a wonderful person and I did used to have a thing for her, but that pretty much got shot to hell when I found out she was interested in women. She’s just a friend.”
Now it made more sense, the way Pam kept looking at her whenever Sookie would stop by. It was as if she wanted to devour her or something, she suddenly felt really stupid. “I’m sorry; you guys just seemed really close. I assumed you were dating, but I should have figured her interests lie elsewhere.”
He cleared his throat. “Yeah, I’m not seeing anyone right now. Completely single, I’m as unattached as they come.” Eric cursed himself for rambling on like an idiot. He was a marriage counselor, for fuck’s sake. He made a living at being able to talk to people, but when it came to Sookie Stackhouse, he reverted back to the insecure teenager he used to be.
She smiled almost shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I should get back to work.”
“Right, you do that,” Eric said like a moron, watching with a heavy heart as she moved further away from him. Once she was out of eyesight, he banged his head back against the table.

* * * * *

“You are such a fucking ass! I can’t believe you had an affair with my sister.”
The terrified man backed away from the enraged red head. “You know she didn’t mean anything to me. A man has needs, and you weren’t putting out.”
“I was teaching you a lesson, you little prick. My not putting out doesn’t mean you’re allowed to fuck my sister, can you see what I’ve had to live with? I’d have to be fucking insane to stay with such a loser. I mean, just look at me. I could get anyone I damn well please.”
Eric gulped at the look the woman was giving him; this had to be one of the worst sessions of his career. These two were not fit to be married, and there was no way he could make them see reason. Sophie-Anne Leclerq was a complete nightmare, and her husband Andre was a bit of a wuss. They’d only had two sessions with him, but Eric didn’t think he could take much more. Before he could react, Sophie-Anne licked her lips and graced him with a seductive expression that just made him feel uncomfortable.
“Tell me, Mr. Northman, would you fuck a fat bitch if you could come home to this?” she said, indicating her assets.
He didn’t think there was a good enough answer to get him out of this situation.
“Oh, that’s just great. Now you’re flirting with our therapist? He’s supposed to be helping us.”
Sophie-Anne glared at him. “You screwed my ugly ass sister; I can flirt with whoever I want.” She turned back to Eric, plopping down on his desk and spreading her legs for him to see that she was without any undergarments. “I bet you can fuck me hard for hours, this moron can’t even give me five minutes of pleasure. As far as I’m concerned, this marriage is over. Thanks for all your help, but you would be doing a much better job with your cock in my pussy. Or my mouth if that’s your thing, I’m not picky.”
Eric was appalled; who did this woman think she was? He’d had enough. “Pam, could you come in here for a moment?”
The blonde entered his office with a scowl, crossing her arms over her chest.
Sophie-Anne got down from the desk. “Kinky, I haven’t done the whole threesome thing in a while, but I’m up for it. Marriage really has sucked all the fun out of my life.”
Pam rolled her eyes. “You need to leave now; Mr. Northman doesn’t do desperate whores.”
She looked taken aback, as if the thought of her getting rejected was unacceptable. “Whatever, I don’t need this shit. You just missed out on the chance of a lifetime,” she spat to Eric before storming out of his office, Andre following after her like the obedient puppy he was.
Eric rubbed his temples. “Why did I ever agree to do this? I had a good education. I could have been a doctor, a lawyer; even a school teacher would have been more appealing.”
“True, but you would have been even more miserable. Ever since we first met, you’ve told me all about your dreams of wanting to help people. I know your parents getting divorced was hard on you, and you wanted to make sure others wouldn’t go through the same pain. But really, some of these fuckers just can’t be helped. If it makes you feel any better, you did get Sookie out of her horrible nuptials. I know that’s not exactly in your job description, but it saved her from a lifetime of unhappiness. And now, she’s all yours for the taking, if you ever get the balls to ask her out.”
Eric shook his head. “I can’t do that, Pam. I want to, but she hasn’t been divorced for long. It will kill me to be the rebound.”
Pam nodded. “And when you see her with another rebound, will that kill you?”
He gave that some contemplation. If Sookie was going to move on with anyone, Eric wanted it to be him. His eyes perked up when he remembered their last conversation. “She thought you were my girlfriend.”
Pam scrunched up her nose. “Not for all the Tequila shots in the world, no offense.”
“None taken,” he replied, waving a dismissive hand in the air. “I just mean when she thought you were my girlfriend, I detected a little jealousy in her tone. When I set her straight about us, she seemed relieved. Do you think Sookie likes me, or am I just reading too much into that?”
“I think you’ll never know unless you talk to her,” Pam told him.
Eric knew she was right, he just had to figure out a way to go about it that didn’t make him embarrass himself.
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