Friday, February 13, 2009

For Good

This is just a short little one-shot for the heck of it. The song I used as some inspiration was "For Good" from the musical Wicked. Yes, I know, a musical. But it's a good song. Check it out on the playlist. Later I may be posting a V-day one-shot. We'll see.


"Eric!" I screamed out for my husband, but it made no difference. The stake the man was swinging, slammed straight into his chest. I pulled away from Bill's grasp and ran to him. Another man standing hidden in the corner pulled something shiny out from his jacket. Before I could blink, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I crumpled to the ground, on top of Eric.

I knew I was dying. I was oddly at peace. I couldn't live without Eric anyway. My only regret was that we wouldn't have more time together. I could feel the life leaving my body, my blood dripping all over Eric as I stared blankly into his eyes.

I held onto the bond as long as I could. My mind wandered to my long and complex relationship with Eric. If everything happens for a reason, then I met Bill solely as a gateway to the love of my life. From the first time I laid eyes on Eric I knew it was all over for me, even though I wouldn't admit it.

The beautiful viking had complicated my life beyond recognition. But I grew from it. I learned to harness my mind reading ability. For once in my life I thought of it as a gift, not a curse. Eric helped me be something greater than I thought I could be.

His unwavering faith in me reflected our deep and true love. A love that was unexpected for both of us. It always seemed that we just crashed into each other, like a natural disaster. But one that yielded beauty instead of destruction.

One thing I could die happy knowing, was that Eric had made my life better. He changed me, for good.


I was clinging to the last wisps of what could be considered my life. The moment Sookie fell dead on top of me, I wanted to let go. Another 1000 years without her were hardly worth it. There was so much I wanted to tell her before she let go. The words wouldn't form in my mouth.

She changed the course of my existence with one look. That night she walked into the club was the end of who I thought I was. She ripped away every last barrier I had between myself and any human emotion.

She made me feel, she made me happy, she made me love. A love so pure that I could almost forget that I was a monster of the night. Our meeting was anything but a chance. She was sent to me, I'm sure of it.

Sookie Stackhouse changed who I was. She changed me for good.


Blackness was closing in over me. Just as I was letting go, ready to be at peace, I felt myself jolt forward. I sucked in a huge lung full of air. I was in our room. I turned to see Eric sitting in the same position I was in.

"Did you?" I couldn't even finish the question.

"Yes, I did." I reached out for his hand and squeezed it tight. Eric wrapped his arms around me and laid us both back into bed. Tears were still rolling down my face. Eric and I had never had the same dream at the same time and it was frightening. I tried to take deep calming breaths.

When I was finally calm again Eric was looking at me with such a tender expression that I thought my heart would melt.

"You did change me, you know." He whispered it to me.

"You changed me too."

"For good."

"For the better."

Eric pulled me against his side and held me tight until we both fell asleep again.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

New Feature

Hey everyone,

I just wanted to take a second here to thank everyone for the reviews of all my one-shots and my on going story "A Second Chance".

You guys are all great and you're reviews mean the world me. I wouldn't write if I wasn't getting feedback, so thank you!

If you look to the side of my blog you will notice a fancy new playlist. I realize that I am forever mentioning songs that inspire me. Now, when I mention a song, I will add it to the playlist (if it's available) so that you can actually hear the song.

I may add a few of my favorite songs that have nothing to do with my fanfic, just to give you guys a glimpse of my personality!

A lot of you have also asked about if I have any recordings of me singing. I do, and I'm working to get them up. I've been informed that if I can upload them to a file hosting site, and then get a URL for the song, that I can put it on my playlist.

I'm trying, I'm not that great at computer stuff. So, it might take me sometime. But I am working on it.

Thanks again for all your support!

~*~ Amber (EricDreamer) ~*~

Saturday, February 7, 2009

My Boys

Okay. This is a dirty dirty one shot. I've had tons of people request an Eric/Sookie/Micah sex scene. So here it is. As always, it's not related to A Second Chance.

This is explicit. Probably the dirtiest thing I've written. You've been warned.


I twisted and turned, tangling myself in Eric's cool silk sheets. My naked body slid over the soft material, only adding to the sexual tension building between my legs. I closed my eyes tight and imagined Eric was there with me. My hands slid up to my breasts and roughly twisted my nipples. I arched my back off the bed and moaned.

Cool hands lightly parted my thighs. I whimpered, Eric must be home. I left my eyes closed, enjoying the two fingers that had worked their way deep inside me. He curled his fingers in a 'come here' motion and stroked my most sensitive spot. My hips writhed and bucked out of control. I felt his other hand pressing down on my stomach, holding me in place. His tongue swiped over my clit.

I dug my nails into the sheets. Eric's tongue was as cool as ice, lightly caressing my folds. He started stroking me faster with his fingers as his tongue became a frenzy of movement. I couldn't hold on any longer.

"Oh Eric, Fuck YESSSSS." I felt myself tightening around his fingers. My climax roared through me like a freight train. When I was coming back down to earth I heard my viking's voice whisper to me.

"Try again."

My eyes shot open. I saw Eric standing in the doorway, holding several long pieces of silk. I looked down between my legs to see Micah licking his lips and smiling like the cat that ate the canary.

"Oh my god. Eric, I didn't know..."

"Hush my lover." Eric walked over to Micah and grabbed his face in his hands. He leaned in close and licked his lips. When he pulled back he smiled at Micah, then at me.


"Silence woman, let us give you this." Eric handed Micah two strips of the silk, and kept two for himself. They worked quickly, tying my wrists and ankles to the bed posts. They stood back and stared down at me, spread eagle and naked for them.

Micah turned to Eric and ripped his shirt off of him. I moaned loudly. Two beautiful men, ready to worship my body. How lucky was I? Eric ran his hands down his chest and held onto the button of his jeans.

"Shall I?"

"Oh God yes." Eric smirked and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He kicked off his shoes as he slid his jeans down over his hips. God bless his undead viking heart, he was commando. I turned to see Micah stripping. He was almost as well endowed as Eric. Seeing the two of them together, they could have been brothers. The only difference between the two was their hair and eye color. But they were both fine representations of the male vampire viking species.

Eric walked slowly across the room towards me, Micah followed. They both crawled up the bottom of the bed and rested on their knees between my legs.

"Sookie, I want you to give your body over to us. Promise me, you will let us pleasure you, no matter what."

"Oh, I promise." Eric was pleased that I agreed with him so quickly. He slid to his stomach to lay between my legs. Micah did the same. Eric dipped two fingers deep inside me. I arched my back and cried out. Just as quickly as he had slid his fingers in, he was pulling them out. He leaned in and kissed my clit. When he pulled back Micah leaned in and kissed it. Micah brought his hand up and slid two of his fingers in, filling the space Eric had left empty.

I cried out again, wiggling my hips up against his hand. Micah turned his head and lightly kissed my thighs. Eric bent down and returned his mouth to my clit. He sucked it into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it so softly I could barely feel it. It was driving me crazy. Just as I thought I couldn't be any more pleasured, Eric moved his fingers to my other entrance.

"No, No. Eric No." I screamed and wiggled against him.

"You promised." With that said he slid his middle finger, coated in my own juices, deep inside me. I screamed out in pain at first, then pleasure took over. Micah and Eric found a rhythm, pumping their fingers deep into both entrances. They took turns licking my clit. One stroke after another they switched back and forth. My climax was close, I had never felt so much pleasure in my life. Just as I was about to come, Micah took over licking my clit. His tongue flicked against me roughly. Eric's head turned, but instead of biting my thigh, he sunk his fangs deep into the soft flesh of the crease between my mound and upper thigh.

"Oh GODDDDDDD." I screamed and tugged at my silky restraints. The feeling of Eric sucking my blood and Micah sucking my clit sent me into the longest, most intense orgasm of my life. Eric slowly slid his fangs from my skin and Micah pulled away from my clit. He moved over to the little wounds that Eric had created. He took a small sip of my blood, then licked my wounds to heal them.

The two men stood and looked at each other.

"I think it's our turn." Eric whispered it to Micah as they came close to the head of the bed. Eric slid some pillows under my head to prop me up. Micah kneeled on one side of my head, and Eric kneeled on the other. Both had their hard length in their hands. I turned to Eric first. He pulled my head up to him and slid his erection into my waiting mouth. He held my head with one hand, and the other moved down to my breast, lightly pinching my nipple. I felt the bed shift as Micah moved closer. He was softly rubbing the head of his length on my cheek as I sucked Eric. His hand moved down to my other breast, and matched Eric's rhythm of tugs and pulls on my nipple.

I moaned against Eric and focused on sucking all of him into my mouth. My tongue ran up and down the length of him. He was soft and smooth, like silk sliding into my mouth.

"Fuck yessss." I heard him hiss above me. He gripped my head tighter and started forcing himself in and out of my mouth quicker. Micah tugged harder on my nipples as he rubbed himself over my face. I felt Eric getting closer to coming. Just as I thought he'd explode he pulled out and pushed my face towards Micah.

I looked up at Micah. His dark brown eyes were almost black with desire. I leaned my head up and took him into my mouth. He held onto the back of my head like Eric had done.

"You're so warm Sookie." He immediately started pumping into my mouth like Eric had been. My tongue went wild trying to rub against him as he thrust in and out of my mouth. Eric dipped his head down and started sucking on my nipples. It wasn't long before Micah was throbbing and ready to come. I prepared myself to swallow all he gave, but he pulled out just like Eric had.

The both stepped back off the bed. Eric moved back between my legs and slid himself deep into me, just for a second. I screamed out when he pulled out and didn't return into me. Instead he laid down on his back and slid under me. Never taking my restraints off me. He laid me back down so my back was against him. I felt his erection pressing between my cheeks. He slid his hand between us and rubbed himself against me again, coating his length in my juices.

Without warning he was pushing the head of his erection into my other entrance. I screamed out, fingers were one thing, but Eric was huge. He'd split me in two. I whimpered and cried as Eric slowly slid himself into me.

Micah crawled up the bed and softly stroked my clit with his fingers.

"Relax." Eric whispered in my ear. Inch by tortorous inch, Eric buried himself inside me. When he was deep inside he slowly started to thrust in and out. After a while the pain was gone, and all that was left was intense pleasure. Micah looked over my shoulder to Eric. I felt Eric nod and Micah took himself in his hand. He guided himself to my mound and slowly pressed into me.

"Ohhhhh." I was incoherent by that point. Mindless from the pleasure they were giving me. Once Micah was buried up to the hilt inside me, they both started sliding in and out in rhythm with each other. The pressure was exquisite. Eric slid his hands around and pulled on my nipples. His mouth was occupied nipping and sucking on my neck. Micah slid one hand in between us and rubbed my clit in slow circles. His mouth found the delicate underside of my breasts and nipped at the soft flesh there.

It didn't take long for me to be writhing between them. I knew I was going to come again in seconds. I could feel both men swelling inside me.

"We're going to come. Come with us Sookie." Eric was whispering the words as he licked my ear. I couldn't take it anymore. I let go and felt myself clenching my muscles around both Eric and Micah. Micah sped up the fingers that were rubbing my clit. I cried out as my climax washed over me. Eric sunk his fangs into my neck at the same time Micah sunk his into my breast. Both men came at the same time. Filling me up until I couldn't take it any more. I came again, shuddering in between them.

Before they could do anything, I passed out.

I woke up sometime later to Eric licking my wounds and Micah cleaning up between my legs. I looked down at both of them.

"My boys." I whispered sleepily and smiled at them.

I fell back asleep just as quick, and didn't wake up for almost 24 hours.

Friday, February 6, 2009

You're Not Sorry, I Will Be

Okay, there's no nookie in this one-shot. Just something I had to get out.

The first part between Bill and Sookie was inspired by "You're Not Sorry" by Taylor Swift. The part between Eric and Sookie was inspired by "I Will Be" by Leona Lewis.

I was listening to "You're Not Sorry" when I realized it is the perfect Bill and Sookie song.

Enjoy! The next one-shot will have nookie. I promise!


Bill and Sookie

It was a crystal clear summer night when he finally had the nerve to show his face at my house. I was sitting outside, staring up at the stars when I heard sound of gravel crunching under his feet. He sat down next to me on the porch steps and reached for my hand. I quickly snatched it away and gave him an icy stare.

"Sookie, we cannot continue on like this. You are mine, you must forgive me."

"I am not yours. Bill, you were hired to seduce me. You took everything and gave nothing. I could never trust you again."

"But you trust Eric?" He returned my icy glare with one of his own. I knew this was deeper than him wanting my forgiveness. He didn't want me with Eric. But I was in love with Eric. We hadn't officially told each other, but I loved him and I knew he loved me.

"Yes, I do."


"He's never betrayed me. He's always been honest about why he does things. I'm not saying he's a saint, he's far from it, but he wouldn't hurt me like you did."

"You don't know him."

"I know more about him than I do about you."

"What you know about him would fit on half a sheet of paper. He's an evil man. He didn't get to a position of power by being kind."

"This isn't about him, this is about you. You kept secrets, big ones. You could have told me before you took my virginity, before you took my heart."

"See, you do still love me."

"Not that way. And I will never trust you like I did before."

I shifted further away from him and focused my eyes on the trees. Bill reached out to touch my leg, I snapped it close to my other leg and stood up.

"I want you to let me be happy Bill. If you love me, let me be happy."

"You're not happy with him."

"I am." Bill stood up and grabbed me by arms.

"Listen to me Sookie, he doesn't love you."

"You don't know him." He shook me roughly. The way the light played on his eyes, I could almost believe he was going to cry. But I knew what stirred behind that angel face and sad eyes.

"You broke my heart. Now you want to apologize and act like it never happened?"

"I want you back Sookie. You are mine." I rolled my shoulders back and shoved him off me.

"I am not yours." Tears threatened to spill from my eyes. I refused to let him see me cry. I had done that one too many times. "I want you gone. I do not ever want to see you again."

His hand shot out for my wrist. His fingers tightened around me to the point of pain. "You're hurting me!" I tried to pull back.

"Listen to me. I am sorry, you will forgive me. You have to. You are mine." I pulled and tugged, trying to free my wrist from his. He wouldn't let go, instead he pulled me closer and held my face still. I saw his lips coming for mine.

"Please don't. Bill, please." Tears now freely flowed down my cheeks. I was scared. I never thought Bill would do this, but now he was a different man. He reminded me of the Bill I was locked in the trunk with long ago. "Bill, please don't."

He silenced me by crashing his lips against mine. It wasn't gentle, it hurt. I cried and struggled as he forced my mouth open. Suddenly, something made him jerk back. He let go of me so fast I fell to the ground.

"Sookie, oh God. I'm so sorry Sookie." I jumped up and ran into my house. Taking advantage of the fact he seemed to be stunned by his actions.

"I'm so sorry Sookie." He repeated it over again. He turned to start walking to my house.

"Bill, I rescind your invitation to my home." I looked down at his stunned face. "You're not sorry. You're not sorry at all. Leave me now. Do not ever contact me again, or I will let Eric hunt you down like he wants to."

I slammed the door and locked it. I rested my back against it and slid down. I dropped my head to my hands and sobbed.

Eric and Sookie

Before I could even gather myself from the floor, there was a light knocking on my door.

"Go away Bill."

"It's Eric." His voice carried through the door and straight to my heart. I jumped up and flung the door open. I didn't even invite him in. I ran out the door and jumped into his arms. My arms tightened around his broad shoulders. His hands slid down to my back to hold me up. My legs wrapped around his waist as I sunk my head onto his chest and cried.

"Shhh. Lover, it's okay. What's wrong?" He kept making soft shushing sounds as he rubbed my back.

"Bill came by. He kept saying I was his. He told me that I don't love you, and that you don't love me." I was sobbing in between words and undoubtedly ruining yet another of his shirts.

Eric slowly slid me down his body so I was standing in front of him. He led me into the porch light to look me over. His eyes fell to my swollen lips. I saw his fist clench in anger. As he continued visually inspecting me, he saw my wrists, which were already blue from Bill's fingers.

He gently held onto my elbows and then slid his hands down to my wrists.

"Compton did this?" I was too upset to speak. I simply nodded yes. "And this?" He lightly ran a finger tip over my lips. I nodded again.

"He tried to force you?" I could feel Eric's rage through the bond.

"Yes." My voice came out sounding tiny and frail. It was not the effect I was going for. I tried to be tough Sookie. But I just couldn't anymore. I collapsed against Eric. His hands slid around my waist to hold me up.

Eric was my rock. It was okay to be weak when he was near. He was tough enough for the both of us. I gave in to the overwhelming urge to clutch him and cry. I crinkled his shirt between my fingers, gathering up the fabric in my fists. I buried my head against his chest and let it out. I sobbed and shook in his arms.

He didn't tell me to get ahold of myself, he didn't tell me to relax, he didn't say anything. He just held on to me and let me cry. He kept one hand on my back, the other gently stroked my hair.

Once I had settled a bit he gathered me up in his arms and carried me over to the steps. He sat down on the top one and bundled me up on his lap. He kept his arms wrapped around me as my tears slowed. He held my wrists up and gently kiss them, as if he could kiss the pain away. His thumbs brushed over the finger shaped blue spots.

He slid one finger under my chin and lifted my head to look at him.

"Sookie, never let Compton convince you that I don't love you. I don't think he realizes how far I'd go to prove my love to you." Eric leaned his head forward and pressed a kiss to my forehead. He turned his head slightly to lay his cheek against my head.

For a brief moment my heart thudded to a stop in my chest. He loved me, he finally admitted it.

"Say it again, Eric."

"I love you, Sookie." Tears dripped down my face as my heart started beating again. There was an indescribable tightness in my chest. It wasn't the pain of love lost, like it had been with Bill. This was the grip of love found. My love for Eric.

"I love you too, Eric."

"You are tired, dear one. Let's get you into a bath, and then bed." He looked down at me with those big blue eyes. He wanted to take care of me. This big viking vampire wanted to take care of me.

"Will you stay with me?" I didn't want him to leave me, ever.

"Always." Eric stood and carried me into the house. He whispered soft words of love to me the whole night.


I awoke the next morning to a note on the bedside table.


I'm here.


I smiled. He called me Love, not Lover. I held the note close to my chest. I went to the small hidey hole that had been placed in the house so long ago. I saw the rug moved out of the way. I rested my hand on top of it and whispered 'I love you' to my viking.

I went down the stairs and out to check the mail. I had managed to sleep until late afternoon, surely it would be here by now.

I slid on flip flops and ran out to the mailbox.

On the way back I flipped through the mail. Mostly bills, but there was one in an unmarked envelope. I opened it on my way inside. My eyes went wide when I saw who it was from.


I watched you both from the woods last night. You're right, he does love you. But that does not mean I will give up.


I shuddered and sat the note aside. I'd show Eric later and let him deal with it. I curled up on the sofa with a good movie. Before I was even 10 minutes into it, I was back asleep.

Dreaming of my viking.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Life Goes On (Erics POV)

Okay. I had a request or two... To write Eric's POV during Life Goes On. So, here it is. I promise I'm still working on ASC. It should be posted tonight or tomorrow. In the mean time, enjoy!


I could feel Sookie standing in the doorway staring at me. For once she wasn't my sole focus. My eyes were captivated by the beautiful little girl in my arms. Her tiny hand was wrapped around my thumb. She had my eyes but looked like her mother. Never had I ever thought that I would be a father. Yet here was our miracle baby. The road to my current bliss was paved not with good intentions, but sheer stupidity. On both my part and Sookies. Sometimes it seems like it was just yesterday.

2 years ago

" I don't love you." Her words cut into me. I hadn't expected them to hurt so badly. For 1000 years I managed to keep myself from loving anyone. Now I was paying for it in spades. The only woman I had ever loved was pushing me away.

"I can't love you. I just can't. Please leave." I wanted to tell her how wrong she was. I wanted to tell her how easy it would be to love me. Instead I left. I walked out of her house and out of her life.

I walked away from Sookie, my heart, my love. I knew she loved me, I could feel it through the bond. But she didn't want to be with me. And maybe that was a good thing. She would be safer without me in her life.

I hung in the shadows and watched her. She pushed moving boxes out of the way as she made her way to the shower. I refused to show weakness, I refused to let one damn tear fall. I loved her and she was running. Just like she always did. Why was I surprised now?

I could hear her muffled sobs from the shower. At that point I would have met the sun if it meant that I could rid myself of this damn bond and my love for her. It caused me only pain. Pain that I certainly did not need.

I watched the house until she finished her shower and went to bed. I hovered in by the window for a while. Watching her cry herself to sleep. If the foolish woman would just admit that she loved me, I could make everything better. But she wouldn't. She was Sookie, too strong willed to let herself be happy. Who was I to stand in her way any longer. Taking one last glace at her, I left.

1 year & 6 months ago

Sookie left had been in New York for 6 months. I knew exactly where she was. I refused to go to her, I refused to further flaunt her power over me. Her witch friend was kind enough to share bits of information with Pam. Of course, Pam being the ever obedient child, shared information with me.

I knew she had dated a few men, but they never lasted. Still, my rage was barely controllable. I loved her and she should be mine. But until she figured out she loved me, there was nothing I could do.

One night I recieved a call directly from the witch, informing me that Sookie was coming home. I had been in a foul mood for weeks. Finally at my breaking point, I couldn't manage to care. I had filled my nights with any random fangbanger that looked my way. I know the witch told Sookie I had came to the door every damn night for 5 months. Finally I gave up my self-imposed celibacy and started screwing and biting anything in a skirt. I tried to rid my mind of that damn woman.

I knew she was back the night she returned. I could feel her through the bond. I would be damned if I let her ruin my good time. I took the first fangbanger that approached me outside. She was no where near as beautiful as Sookie, but she'd do for a feed and fuck. I roughly grabbed her thighs and wrapped them around my waist. I pushed her back against the wall by the dumpster and slammed my lips to hers. I would forget Sookie. I had to.

What I hadn't planned on was Sookie showing up at the bar. Of all the things I thought she'd do, that wasn't one of them. I didn't realize she was watching me seduce the whore until I heard the gravel beneath her feat as she ran away.

"Sookie." I dropped the girl and called out for her. So much for my damn self-control.

"Sookie!" I screamed it again but she was already in her car. She tried to start the piece of shit, only to have the engine die on her. Leaving her there was not an option. I made my way to her car and opened the door.

"I will take you home." Was all I could say to her. I had to fight myself not to grab her and hold her. I just wanted her pressed against me. Instead I moved out of her way as she stepped from the car. I looked back at the woman. Pam was standing in the shadows behind her. I nodded to my child, to make sure she glamoured the woman I had planned on biting. I didn't want her remembering what almost happened. Sookie would be mine now, I didn't need any complications. Whether Sookie cared to admit it or not, she would be mine. I was tired of chasing her around.

I didn't say a word to her on the way back to her home. I was too lost in thought to bother exchanging small talk with her. When we pulled up, she climbed out of my car before I could get her door for her. I stood outside of my car and watched her walk into her house.

She stopped and turned to look at me. Even from my distance I could see the tears in her eyes.

"I came to tell you that I love you. I lied 6 months ago. I do love you." I felt the pain of what happened before pierce my heart. Rage filled me. Here I was ready to take her back into my life. After she had went out of her way to hurt me.

"But I don't love you anymore." I flat out lied. I didn't mean one damn word of it. Of course I loved her. An idiot could see that. But I would not let my pride suffer. Without another word I got behind the wheel of my car and drove off, leaving Sookie Stackhouse behind.

My phone rang off the hook for weeks. She called every night, several times a night. I never picked up. I would not give in to her. I had shown enough weakness on account of that woman, I wouldn't show any more.

One night Pam informed me that Sookie was moving back to New York. She had packed all of her belongings and had planned on leaving that night. The thought of her leaving for good hurt more than I could explain. I should have been happy to be rid of her and that damned bond. Instead I felt a dull aching pain in my chest. I finally gave in. I knew I'd have to see her and give her one last chance to make things right.

I pulled up to her house. She was in her car, crying against the steering wheel. I stepped in front of her car, ignoring the glare of her headlights. I watched in pain as her shoulders heaved up and down. Her sobs hurt me in a way I didn't think was possible.

Finally she looked up. When she saw me she shut off the car and stepped out of it. She looked at me like she was expecting some big speech.

"I lied." It was all I could manage to say to her. I refused to rush over to her and comfort her. She need to take some initiative. I refused to chase her again. I stared at her as she stood frozen in place. My resolve crumbled. I walked to her and took her by the shoulders.

"Sookie, I do love you. I lied. I didn't like the way I felt when you told me you didn't love me."

"But I do, I do love you." Once she said the words, the ache in my chest went away. I had to hold her.

"I know." I whispered it to her as I pulled her against me and held her tight. Her head pressed against my chest and her arms wrapped around my waist. It felt right.

"I love you so much." Her voice came out just a whisper.

"I love you too." My voice was as soft as hers.

1 year 2 months ago

"I now pronounce you husband and wife." I smiled at Sookie. Before the preacher could tell us that I could kiss the bride, she had her arms around me. She was so eager that everyone laughed. She didn't even bother to blush. She was happy....I was happy.

During our reception Niall approached us. His fairy scent was well masked. I don't know how he would have survived if it wasn't. He placed on hand on Sookie and one on me. He whispered to us in a language that had long been forgotten.

"My child. I have given you a gift." He leaned forward and gave Sookie a kiss on the forehead. I turned to look at her. She shrugged, it was anyones guess what the gift was.

The reception dragged on forever. Finally I pratically pulled Sookie to the limo. I was anxious to start our honeymoon.

Little did I know I wouldn't just start our honeymoon, I would start our family.

5 months ago

"You have to push Sookie." Tears poured down her face. She had tried her best to take it like a warrior. But she was in pain and I was worried. Child birth was a scary thing. I would rather do battle with 100 of the oldest vampires before I witnessed this again. Dr. Ludwig was position between Sookies legs, forcing her to push. Sookie grabbed my hand so hard I was damn sure she had broken it. After giving one final push I could hear a weak little cry. I leaned down to look between Sookie's. Dr. Ludwig was holding my heart in her hands. A beautiful little girl. Lilly, was what we had decided to name her.

Ludwig handed me a small pink bundle. I sat next to Sookie on the bed. Our little princess was hungry. I tried to hand her to Sookie so she could feed.

"She needs to be fed."


My thoughts drifted back to the little angel in my arms. Sookie was staring off in space. She looked as lost in her thoughts as I was.

"Sookie." I nudged her a bit. No response.

"Sookie." I wiggled my elbow against her side a bit until she snapped out of her thoughts.

"I'm sorry, I was just thinking." She reached over and took Lilly from my arms. She held her close and slipped her breast free from her shirt. It took her a second to position the baby before she started suckling on her own. But once she did, Sookie was able to relax as she fed.

"About what?" I wanted to know what she was thinking about. I wondered if it was the same thing I was thinking.

"What brought us here. Everything that happened."

"It was a long road." I smiled at the idea that we had been thinking the same thing at the same time.

"Yes it was." She yawned and closed her eyes for a second.

"Let's go inside and get to bed. It's almost dawn anyway." I helped her stand and take Lilly to the nursery. While she made sure the baby was asleep I headed to our bedroom. I stretched out on the bed and waited for her to come to me.

She appeared in the doorway. I was hoping to get a little sex. But from the look on her face I could tell that wasn't happening. She didn't even bother taking off her clothes as she climbed in bed. I grinned and pulled her close to me.

"I love you Sookie." I whispered it into her ear, hoping to turn her on.

"I love you too Eric." She whispered it back and fell asleep on me.