It's all AU.

He wandered out of the woods with a perplexed expression. It didn't take him long to orient himself, and once he had he headed almost immediately for Eric's club. He was a little older than he had been when he left, freshly pissed off at Jean-Claude, and hungry. The club was the most logical place in the world to go to wait on Eric.

And hungry or not he was not drinking bottled blood substitute.