Eric rose for the night to find his bed cold and Sookie sitting on the couch in front of the TV folding laundry.
“Sookie, what are you doing,” he asked as he watched her fold a pair of his socks.
Turning around, Sookie smiled up at him as she held out the socks she had just folded. “Laundry, why?” she asked as she looked over at a clock on the wall only to realize how late it had gotten.
“Oh, Eric, I didn’t realize how late it is,” she said as she moved the pile of laundry in her lap to the seat next to her and attempted to rise.
Eric, with a devious smile on his face, was suddenly in front of her with his hands on her shoulders to prevent her from standing.
“Why is that? So I wouldn’t catch you doing laundry?” he asked with one of his brows arched.
“No,” Sookie said, her voice exasperated, but with a smile on her face. “I was planning on taking a nap with you after I finished with the laundry, but I guess it took longer than I thought.”
Sookie looked around at the remaining items she needed to fold and then back to Eric. “Do you have a problem with me doing the laundry?” Sookie had no idea why he seemed almost upset at finding her folding clothes.
“You don’t need to do laundry, especially mine. I normally send it out.”
“Well it certainly wasn’t going to do itself, and we’re in hiding, somewhat. We’ve both been wearing your clothes and if I didn’t do it soon you’d run out of clean things to wear. Plus, I had nothing better to do, so I don’t mind. It’s the least I could do.”
“You’re wearing your own clothes now, though.”
Sookie gave him a look that said ‘and’…
“I like you wearing my clothes,” he responded with a slight pout.
“Heaven help me with that lip,” Sookie said shaking her head.
Eric smiled knowing just what that lip did and then looked around the room noticing quite a few piles of tiny clothes in blues, greens, and yellows along with their clothes and towels. He picked up something that was white with a blue polka dotted duck on it and was shocked to see how tiny it was. The body fit perfectly in the palm of his hand. He thought back to his baby sister and couldn’t remember a time when she had ever been little enough to wear something this small.
After picking up and looking at a few more articles of the baby’s clothing, Eric turned his gaze onto Sookie. He knew he needed to talk to her more about the baby and their life now that they were together, but he didn’t have the time to do so right now.
“I need to go to Fangtasia to meet with Clark and talk to Pam. Since you’re tired, why don’t you take a nap while I’m gone? I can pick you up something to eat while I’m out, or you can have something from the groceries Clark picked up for you.”
“I am tired,” Sookie said while rubbing her belly. “I think I will take a short nap while you’re out, and I’ll make myself something when you get back.”
Eric helped Sookie up from the couch and walked with her into their bedroom. Sookie took care of her human needs, then snuggled into the pillows and blankets with Eric tucking the blanket around her before kissing her on the forehead.
“I shouldn’t be gone long. If you need anything at all while I’m out, use the phone by the bed,” he said before kissing her forehead once more and leaving.
Eric walked into his office to find Pam sitting behind his desk scowling at the computer screen and tapping her manicured fingertip against the mouse. He leaned against the wall across from her and waited impatiently until she looked up at him.
“What? No magical fairy vagina with you tonight,” Pam sneered without taking her eyes off the screen.
“Sookie,” he said with a pointed look, “is at home.”
“Home? Eric, we don’t have homes. What are you doing with her? Playing family for a few months before she decides she’s done with you? I don’t know why you let her back into your life again.” Pam looked at him with annoyance before going back to glaring at the computer screen.
“I let her back into my life again because I love her. Always have, always will. I’m finally happy and have something to look forward to. You don’t need to worry about me,” Eric said with a reassuring smile. “Sookie and I have talked about the past and know where each other stands. She’s not going anywhere.”
“Probably because you’ve got her locked up in some secret house. A house that you won’t even tell me about,” Pam replied attempting to look hurt.
“She’s not locked away. I’m keeping her safe. It’s very likely she has a couple of fairies and a Were out to kill her. I will not risk her safety. Not now. Anyways, don’t get your panties in a twist because you don’t know our location.”
“Even if I wore panties that wouldn’t be the case,” she deadpanned. “I’m looking out for you. I’m the one who’s been by your side all this time while you yearned for her year after year, and I saw firsthand the heartbreak she put you through. In all truth, I’m afraid of what you might do if, if, she leaves you. Until she proves herself, I’ll remain skeptical of your dear Sookie.”
“Pam,” Eric said tiredly, shaking his head. “Try to be nice to Sookie. She doesn’t need the stress of worrying about you along with everything else that’s happening.”
“I can be nice,” she said, her devious expression giving lie to her words. The innocently batting eyelashes didn’t help as much as she thought.
Eric snorted. “See that you do. For Me.”
“Why are you here anyway? I thought you’d be with your…,” Eric quirked his eyebrow as he stared at her. “Your Sookie, playing house.”
“I’m meeting Clark here to pick up food for Sookie. I had a last minute errand for him to run before meeting me.”
Eric moved over to the couch and splayed his long body across it as he waited.
They were both quiet for a few minutes. The only sound was Pam fingers flying across the keyboard as she made that week’s liquor order.
“Now that Sookie’s back in my life and needs to be kept safe, I think my time here is finished,” he spoke casually hoping to not start a tirade.
“I figured as much,” she said with a shrug and a flick of her wrist. “It wasn’t like you were bringing in the vermin these days once word got out that you were no longer fucking them. I still don’t understand why. It’s not as if your lovely little fairy was celibate during your time apart,” Pam scoffed.
“Pam,” Eric warned.
“Will you be around at all?” She asked going back to her work and secretly shopping with his credit card as if it didn’t bother her that Eric was no longer going to be around. She could already feel the distance growing between them.
“Of course!” He exclaimed, sitting up and slinging his legs around to the front of the couch. “We’re going to need Auntie Pam around.”
His face turned serious as he looked at her. “I want to be a father to this baby, Pam. I don’t care that it is not biologically mine. It’s a part of Sookie therefore I will love it no matter what, but do you think she’ll want me to be the father?”
“If she loves you like you say she does, then of course she will. You just need to talk to her about it. You’ll be a great father. I know this because of how great of a Maker you’ve been to me,” she stated with the soft smile he rarely saw. “Please this baby will have me as an aunt and I’m going to be fucking awesome!”
“Absolutely,” he said with a laugh then nodded his head in agreement. Pam would, indeed, make an awesome aunt.
“Do you happen to know if it’s going to be a girl or a boy?” Pam asked from her rapid typing.
“A boy,” Eric said with a brilliant smile, his expression proud as if he had something to do with it.
“Of course,” Pam scowled at the computer screen. “Why couldn’t she at least produce a girl for me to work with? Do you think she’d mind if I dressed him up as a girl? There are so many more options for girls. Is it too late for her to switch it out for a girl?”
Eric stared at her for a moment wondering if she could possibly be serious, but knowing Pam and her love of pink, he wouldn’t put it past her to try and switch the baby out.
“Yes, Pamela,” he said, his voice heavy with both exasperation and reluctant humor.
His pointed glare told Pam he was serious.
“Fine,” she said with an eye roll. “Does she have the nursery ready?”
After a few moments of quiet, Pam looked up to see Eric sitting there with a scowl on his face.
“I don’t know. We’ve only had a short time together and haven’t really discussed any of those things. Knowing Sookie she’ll probably want to go back to her house in Bon Temps and has it already set up there.”
“What’s wrong with her house? I thought you liked it there. You spent enough time there when she was missing.”
Eric shrugged his shoulders as they heard the back door slam closed. They listened to footsteps approach the door before there was a knock.
“Come in, Clark,” Eric said as stood and made his way over to lean against the wall. “Did you get what I asked for?” Eric asked as Clark made his way into the room.
“Yes, but I’m not turning into your dayman or anything like that. I only did it for your girl.”
Eric glared but said nothing.
“It’s all in my truck,” he said looking back and forth between the two vampires in the room.
“Any news on the investigation of the fairies and Were?”
Clark shook his head. “I put out some feelers to all the right people. I didn’t want it getting out there that we know it’s Patrick Sullivan. Maybe he’ll be stupid and start sniffing around again if he doesn’t know we’re onto him. As for the fairies, I have no clue who to ask. I’ve never even meet a fairy before. I’ll keep going out to the property every day to see if they come back or send someone else and keep you informed.”
“See that you do. We need to find these fuckers,” Eric growled. “Pam, I’ll be in touch. I need to get home to Sookie.”
Eric and Clark silently walked out to the back parking lot where they retrieved Sookie’s food and the TV that Eric had called him to get right before they met tonight.
“Thank you,” Eric said as he started to get into his SUV. He laughed at the shocked look on Clark’s face. “What?” He asked in annoyance.
“You. I’ve been working for you for ten years and now you’re like a totally different vampire. I have to say I like it. She’s a good influence on you.”
“Don’t think that if you screw up that she’ll be able to save you. There is nothing I won’t do to protect to her or that baby, and that includes killing you. Remember that,” Eric stated with deadly calm, his nostrils flaring.
“I won’t forget,” Clark said as he started walking backward. “I’ll let you know if I find something.”
Eric put the key in the ignition, took off out of the parking lot, and headed to the safe house. Constantly on alert, he kept a look out for anyone following him and, just in case, took a few unneeded turns.
Once back at the safe house, he quickly grabbed all the bags with groceries and descended downstairs, and placed them on the counter.
As Eric walked into the bedroom, he decided that it was ‘their’ bedroom, especially since Sookie didn’t seem to mind sharing a bed with him. Yes…it was their bedroom. He found the only woman who could make his dead heart try to beat every time he saw her still sleeping in bed. The blankets were still tucked around her snugly and she had one hand under her cheek and the other under her pillow.
Eric sat down next to her and slowly caressed her face. He still couldn’t believe that Sookie was here and back in his life, let alone that she loved him and wanted to be with him. He finally had his girl.
“What’s that smile on your face about?” Sookie said with soft eyes and a small smile of her own.
“You,” he said before leaning down with a smile and kissing her nose. “I’ve got your food in kitchen. I wasn’t sure what goes where or what goes in the refrigerator so I thought I’d leave that up to you. I also had Clark pick up a TV for our bedroom and thought I’d install it while you got your dinner together.”
Eric stood and held his hand out for Sookie to take so he could help her up.
“You’re cute, you know that,” she said as she walked/waddled to the kitchen. “I heard what you did there. Did you think I wouldn’t notice?”
Once she made it into the kitchen, she started taking everything out of the bags and deciding where it would go in the cabinets or the refrigerator.
Sitting down at the bar, Eric spoke. “Is that something you don’t want?”
“I do want it,” she said with laugh. “It just seems like you’re worried about whether or not I do. It’s cute.”
“I don’t want to pressure you into anything you’re not ready for, that’s all.”
“Thank you. Now go get that TV ready so that I can snuggle up in our bed with you after I eat and we can watch a movie or something.” Sookie frowned started putting more groceries away before turning back. “Unless you have work you need to do?”
“No work. I’m all yours. We’ll talk about work later and some other things.”
“Great,” Sookie said with a blinding smile. “We sure are coming up with list of things to talk about,” she added with her nose crinkled. “Now go so I can finish!”
When Eric was finished hanging the TV and hooking it up to the satellite and DVD player, he made his way out to the living room. Once he was there, he found a cell phone on the coffee table.
“Sookie is this your phone?” he asked as he came into the kitchen to find her eating at the bar.
“Yeah, why?” she asked after she swallowed her food.
“Have you used it since we’ve been here?” Eric asked as calmly as he could.
“Yes, I called Jason earlier today. I can’t believe it took me so long to call him. I don’t know what I was thinking. If there are fairies after me, they could go after him and his kids, too. I had to warn him and I convinced him to go on vacation until the threat is over.”
Sookie stopped talking when she registered the look on Eric’s face.
“Eric, why do you look so upset?” she asked, reaching up to touch his face.
“Why?! Why?!” he asked through gritted teeth. “Have you not noticed the phone that I’ve given you, placed at your bedside when I have left? It was not your cell phone. It’s a burner phone. One that cannot be traced back to us or used to locate us.”
“I…” Sookie started but quickly stopped as Eric gripped his hair in his hands and started to pace at an inhuman speed through the entire lower half of the house.
“When did you call him?” He asked as he abruptly stopped in front of her.
“Um… around 12:30. It was at his lunch break,” she whispered. Sookie had seen Eric mad before, but never like this. This was a mix between mad and, if she had to guess, scared from the look in his eyes.
Eric vamped over to the door that led upstairs and quickly put in his code, locking down the house before he turned the wall of monitors on and started going through the footage. At one point, he stopped and retrieved her phone from the bar before going back to the footage. After about twenty minutes, he opened a drawer that was full of phones, pulled one out, and dialed a number.
“Clark,” he barked out. “I need you to find out if there is a way a call was traced from either of these numbers,” he said and then read out Sookie’s and Jason’s numbers to him.
Sookie couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Had she given away their location by calling Jason? Why hadn’t she noticed that the phone Eric gave her wasn’t even her own? Tears filled her eyes as she watched as Eric listened to Clark on his phone while looking at different things on her phone.
“Eric,” she whispered with her hand over her mouth.
His eyes softened immediately upon seeing her distress. He’d been so focused on making sure that they would be safe for the day that he hadn’t registered her through their tie. Holding the phone with his shoulder, he held his arm out and pulled Sookie to him. Sookie immediately crushed her face into his chest and let out a sob.
“Call me back if you find anything. It looks good from this end. It actually looks like someone turned off the GPS locator on her phone…,” he paused as he listened to Clark on the other end for a moment. “I don’t know I’ll have to ask.”
Eric hung up the phone and pulled Sookie even tighter to his body.
“I’m sorry, Sookie. I didn’t mean to upset you. Everything will be fine. I overreacted,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “If anything were to happen to you or the baby, I… I don’t know what I’d do. I can’t let anything happen to you.”
Taking a step back, Eric looked down at Sookie and wiped away her tears. “Did you see the ice cream I had Clark get for you? Maybe you’d like to eat some of that while we watch a movie. I’ve been told that it helps women when they are sad.”
“Where did you hear such a thing?” She asked with a half laugh, half cry.
“Ginger. She said she used to eat it all the time.”
“It’s not a cure for sadness. Trust me, I’d know, but it sounds perfect to eat while snuggled up with you in bed. Are you sure you’re done checking all this out?” She asked as she gestured to the wall of monitors and the phones lying on top of the desk.
“I’ve done all I can do for now. I’ll know more when Clark calls back.”
“Do you think we’re in danger? More danger than before?” She asked worriedly.
“I hope not.”