A little something I thought of, and I'm possibly a bit biased, but my Eric is totally adorable. Just wanted to throw that out there, the story isn't very long, but I hope you guys would like it.

Chapter 1

"I can't believe you're even considering this."

Sookie rolled her eyes, tired of the lecture by now. "We've been married for three years, Ames. I know Bill did me wrong, but if he's willing to give counseling a try, I have to at least see if we can work things out."

Amelia Broadway threw her hands up in the air. "The bastard cheated on you, Sook, no amount of therapy can fix that. Men like Bill Compton never change; I wish you could see what everyone else does. But I won't give you an 'I told you so' right now, even though I told you not to marry him in the first place."

"Thanks ever so, I'll talk to you later. Our first appointment is in an hour, it wouldn't look good to be late."

"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you when this all blows up in your face," Amelia claimed.

Sookie left the bar where she worked as a waitress. It wasn't the most glamorous job in the world, but it paid the bills. She had to wonder again if Amelia was right, was she just wasting her time with Bill? He used to be a regular customer at the bar, they dated for only a year before he proposed and like any young girl in love, she immediately said yes. Nothing her friends said could sway her opinion, to her Bill Compton was all she'd ever wanted. That was why her heart broke in a million pieces when she caught him with another woman in their bed after a tiring day of work, Lorena Ball, his fucking secretary of all people.

Bill groveled and pleaded with her after that, told her how sorry he was and that Lorena meant nothing to him. It was just a moment of weakness and like a moron, she gave in. Of course, she wouldn't make it that easy for him. She'd moved back into her Gran's house temporarily and suggested they give counseling a try. If that didn't work, there really was no hope for them, but she wasn't about to throw three years of marriage down the drain without at least seeing if they could make it in the long run. Everyone deserved a second chance.

Eric Northman searched through the papers on his desk, raising his eyebrows when he spotted the most recent one.

"Pam, is this for today?" he asked his assistant.

She entered his office, looking bored as usual. "We've been over this. Your next clients are due in twenty minutes, some young couple going through a separation. They're hoping you can fix their life since you're such a miracle worker, but really, when will people realize divorce is the best answer?"

Eric smiled. "If they realized that, I would be out of a job." He glanced back down at the paper in his hand. "Sookie and Bill Compton, where do I know that name? Sookie isn't very common."

Pam shrugged. "Who knows, maybe she was one of your many conquests. You do tend to forget their names."

"Somehow, I think I would remember that one. Besides, you know that life is behind me. All I care about now is getting people back on the right track."

She shook her head in disgust. "What you need is to get laid, how long has it been?"

He rolled his eyes. "Refresh my memory, why do I keep you around again?"

Pam grinned. "Because I wear short skirts and show lots of cleavage, therefore giving you something pretty to stare at when you know you won't be getting anything else."

Eric laughed. "Oh, you will give in soon enough."

She licked her lips, thrusting said cleavage out. "Don't hold your breath; I'll let you know when the Compton's have arrived."

He watched her go, shaking his head in amusement and deciding to keep himself busy by reading more of their file.

Eric looked up when the door opened as Pam lead his newest couple into his office, leaving without so much as a word. He was about to greet them when he got a good look at the blonde woman, his eyes widening in recognition. The name may not have rung any bells at first, but seeing her face surely did.

"Sookie Stackhouse?" he wondered in shock.

She stared at him in confusion. "It's Sookie Compton now, and this is my husband Bill. I'm sorry to be rude, but do I know you?"

Eric should have known she wouldn't recognize him, he looked a lot different the last time they saw each other. He was an awkward teenager to put it simply. Taller than anyone else in his class, extremely skinny, he wore glasses, braces, and had a huge problem with acne. His hair was also a lot longer back then; he kept it that way as to hide his face. In other words, he was a complete mess, but that was a long while ago.

He cleared his throat, breaking out of his reverie a second later. "Eric Northman, we went to high school together. I'm sure you wouldn't remember me, but it's a pleasure to see you again. It's nice to meet both of you." He shook Bill's hand and instantly knew there was something he didn't like about the other man, but would keep things professional, even though seeing Sookie again utterly caught him off guard.

She was practically the most popular girl in school, head cheerleader. Everyone wanted to be around her and he was no exception, Eric had a big time crush on Sookie Stackhouse ever since his freshman year, she was the most beautiful girl in his eyes. He spent four years admiring her from afar, never actually having the guts to talk to her. She never knew he existed, but she was also the only popular kid who didn't live to torment him. In fact, she once told a couple of bullies off that were messing with him. He should have felt offended, but it was the only real time she acknowledged his presence.

Her eyes lit up, a smile brightening her features. "Eric? Oh my God, of course I remember you. How have you been?" she said in her usual sweet way, giving him a hug that took him entirely by surprise. Pulling away with a blush, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Stupid question, just look at you. I think it's safe to say you're doing very well. Is this going to be weird? You being our therapist and all? I could find someone else if it's a problem."

"No," he said a little too quickly, clearing his throat again. "I mean, it shouldn't be weird. Please, take a seat and we'll get started." Seeing her again made Eric realize that all of his old feelings never really left, and he just agreed to help Sookie and her husband stay married, which was the last thing he wanted at the moment. He was royally fucked.