Mrs Northman: FAMILY

Part 1

A/N: Second Part to the Mr Northman story ...Another 4 parter. If you have not read Mrs Northman I strongly suggest you read it first otherwise you'll be going what the hell?

Enjoy JoXx

Tanning has always been my guilt free pleasure, I loved to bask in the rays of the sun. It made everything feel alright with the world. I pondered the last two months as lay out with my book copious amounts of tanning lotion and my new i pod, a gift from Eric loaded with country music as he thought I really loved it after the barbeque.

Two months had passed since the barbeque and a lot had changed. We had been in the Shreveport house now just over week, I was enjoying some pool time. Although the i pod had proved we still had a lot of communication issues to sort out, it felt like we we're getting there. I hadn't slept with Eric, he had been nothing but gentlemanly taking things at my pace. Which was slow, I secretly worried that Eric would get bored waiting for me to be ready but he assured me he wasn't nor would he be.

The bond being open had changed everything, there were no more secrets. The first time Eric had despatched some justice from which the recipients weren't coming back from, had been terrifying to me. Pam had stayed with me, she had just held me, rocking me as I quietly sobbed at the sheer weight of Eric's anger. I wanted to know all of him, even the ugly. He had offered to block the bond knowing that he would be embracing his darker side but I had said no. I wanted...No, I needed to know who it was that I was married too.

Then he could be so sweet, I looked down on the red i pod in my hand and smiled. The whole evening I had felt annoyance, frustration even some low level anger. Eric had been locked in his office since he rose that night. When he finally emerged he looked so proud as he handed me the i pod, 'I loaded all the songs myself, all country music your favourite,' he had said.

I nodded as if to say yes, but the bond wouldn't let me even white lie so in the end I closed my eyes shook my head to say no. Eric had wanted to go right back and put all stuff I liked on to it but I wouldn't let him, the silly little bit of plastic and metal meant more to me than it ever should, but I loved it. He was so busy, that he would take time out of his schedule to do this for me meant the world to me.

I was so deep in my thoughts that I never heard the pop of the fairy that had just appeared on my lawn, till I heard the minds of the guards racing towards her. Just before she reached my sun lounger she collapsed her hand reached out to me with a letter in it. She was covered in cuts and bruises, her clothes bloodied and torn.

"Oh my God, Claudine," I rushed over at her. In her back was a large iron sword. Her skin was cold and clammy. Claudine was my Fairy cousin of sorts, I hadn't seen her since I begged for a Divorce. If truth be told she was had been my favourite of all my new family I had met, always so happy and sunny in her disposition.

"S-sssorry, they forbade me f-f-f-from contacting you...I never turned my back on y-y-you..." she struggled to speak.

"Sssshh, save your strength," I cried, but I knew it was too late as her brain patterned faded. By now many of the guards had reached us, I had Claudine's head cradled to me as I sobbed.

I felt Quinns warm hand on my shoulder, "You know this fairy?" he asked gently for such a big man.

"She is my cousin," I sobbed out.

"Cousin?" Quinn repeated astounded.

I gripped Claudine tighter to me, willing her to get back up. It just wasn't happening I had so many questions that I needed answers to. "You need to let her go Sookie. Fairies, they turn to dust," Quinn prised my hands of Claudine lifting me up and placing me on the sun lounger wrapping a big blanket over me, it was a hot, bright sunny day yet I was shaking like a leaf.

Quinn just held me as I sobbed over the top of his shoulder I watched as Claudine body turned into a pile of glittering Fairy dust right before my very eyes, the wind whipping and scattering some of it across the lawn. I heard Quinn's deep voice rumble but I honestly couldn't tell you what he said.

Moments later, Quinn pulled himself apart from me handing me a hot cup of tea which he had just been handed, "drink this, you had a shock, it's why your shaking."

I nodded numbly, taking the cup from him sipping the hot sweet liquid. "Here, this must be meant for you," Quinn quietly handed me the letter, taking the cup out of my hands. Sitting alongside me on the sun lounger he put his great big arm round my shoulder. I was grateful of the show of support, even more so that I knew it went against protocol and Quinn could get in big trouble when Eric rose for the night.

My hands trembled as I opened the letter, I immediately recognised Fintans cursive hand writing;

My Darling Granddaughter,

If you are reading this it means the civil War amongst our kind has reached my door, I am but dust in the wind and my essence is in Summerlands. Perhaps I've been fortunate and reunited with my beloved Adele.

I feel that I owe you an explanation. I want to you to know that every act I have done concerning you has been done as an act of love. My Father has many enemies but none more relentless that his own nephew Brendan it is he who has brought civil war to our shores.

It is known as the 'war of blood' Brendan opposes any Fae that are not pure bloods, he believes we dilute the magic and are the cause of the decline in numbers amongst our kind. He will not be satisfied till every being with Fae blood that is not pure is exterminated.

Faery had become so unstable that I felt forced to act in securing your future. The Viking King owed a debt to our clan after father freed him from his maker. There was so many nights I wished to go to you, to ease your suffering, at the unhappiness I had helped to cause. But I stood steadfast in my belief that if anyone could ignite love in a thousand year old heart it would be you. As I write this I am encourage of reports a reconciliation of sorts has happened between you and your husband. You're marriage ensures that you would be safe as the bonded wife of the Vampire King of Louisiana Brendan would be suicidal to attack you.

I knew that given the full facts about this arrangement it would be abhorrent to you and I hope that in time you can forgive me for my actions, I only wished you safe. Please be vigilant and trust your Viking to keep you out of harms way for this he has been charged with.

Blood of my Blood, Breath of my Breath, I bid you a long and healthy life.

Forever your Loving Grandfather,

Fintan Brigant~

I must have read the letter over and over, when I couldn't take any more it simply dropped from my hand I buried my face in my hands. I felt Quinn lift me up, carrying me like a baby, laying me down on my bed, he tucked me in placing the letter on my bedside.

I lay like that staring at the wall watching the shadows move on the walls as the sun moved across the sky for what seemed like hours. I could feel Quinn standing outside my door like a centurion. The soft glow of my bedside light came on as the shutters on my windows gave a whorled as they came down. An hour till sun set.

I instantly felt better, Eric was coming. Eric never said a word as he crawled into bed beside me, he turned me round in his arms held me close although his body was tense. "Fairies," he hissed.

I just curled myself tighter into a ball in his arms, "Dear one, what has happened?"

I pointed to the letter behind me on the bedside, Eric kissed my forehead as he reached to get the letter, I could feel a range of emotions from him as he read it.

I started to cry again, "Claudine delivered it, she died in my arms...she look terrible she had this huge sword in her back and all these cuts," I choked out.

"Oh my Darling," Eric squeezed me tighter.

"I don't even know this Brendan and he wants me dead because of my luck of the draw with funky genetics... and I-I..I..." I couldn't bring myself to speak ill of the dead.

"And you never got to say your piece to Fintan," Eric added for me.

"I was...have been so angry at him for this mess we found ourselves in... now he's just dead. He did everything he did was to keep me safe. I have so many questions, no way to get answers... why me? What about Jason? They didn't even introduce themselves to him."

"I believe it because you have the essential spark which Jason lacks, its where the fairies derive their magic from, it's what give you your otherness."

"My Telepathy?" I was wondering if Eric just found a nice way to say my weirdness – otherness.

"No, your otherness it's faint but it's there a sense that you are more than human."

Okay . "Oh I see,"

There was knock on the door and could tell Quinn was on the other side, Eric sat up in the bed pulling me with him, "Come" he ordered his tone no nonsense.

As Quinn entered the bedroom he bowed, "Your Majesties."

"What is it?" I asked my voice betraying my fear, I could read Quinn was struggling to tell me, us something. He held out his hand, in his hand was a giant pearl it was beautiful. It shimmered in the dim light of the bedroom like it had its own light source. Eric gasped and squeezed me tighter to him. The next moments took on a surreal quality, the bond swept with the briefest hints of sadness, I remember looking at Eric his face was one of pity. Next I remember looking at Quinn...I think I said his name as in question.

I saw Quinn's lips move, but it was like someone had hit slooow on a tape recorder, as the realisation of what Quinn was saying, the full horror of Claudine's death hit me. I scrambled towards him to make him stop, to make him tell me he was lying, to say it wasn't so...to tell me Claudine wasn't with child, I knew she had been trying for over fifty years... I just wanted him to stop and not to tell me that somehow the child's essential spark was now sitting the palm of Were-tigers hand.

Eric caught me round the waist as I yell no, at the top of my lungs, it was futile fighting against Eric's hold. I reached out to Quinn in my grief. Then next thing that happened so fast I doubt even a Vampire expecting it could have stop it.

The pearl flew out of Quinn's hand at supersonic speed, hit me square in the chest where it exploded in bright light, a brief smell of burning flesh assaulted my nose. Then it was like I had been plunged and strapped into the world's fastest roller coaster.

Tunnels of light, like I had gone to warp speed and Scotty didn't have any trouble giving the Captain more power, I felt my whole body crush under the weight of the ride. It was like my bones liquefied I have never known pain like it. I called out in soundless scream. Faster and faster I seem to speed, my liquid body being yanked and pulled in sharp direction, in possible dips and gravity defying loop de loops.

I prayed I would soon pass out, from the pain. But the blackness never came, finally it was like I hit an ocean, pain riddled my body finally hitting the waters with a death dive, what was left of me felt winded and sick to the pit of my stomach.

Like the waters lapping at the shore finally did my pain fade, each breath I took the ocean took one too, like I had become part of it. I lay there floating in a puddle that used to be Sookie Stackhouse in the utter darkness. I couldn't tell you how long I had been there; a day? maybe nine? A month, years?

Then the sun rose, I was surrounded by bright golden light, I continued to float but the stronger the light got the lighter I felt. The only way to describe it was like I was evaporating right off the surface of the ocean.

Eventually I couldn't tell you if I was part of the ocean or the air, time seemed to have no baring or meaning on this place so again I couldn't tell what time had passed. But as the light intensified more of me evaporated now I was more part of the air.

I felt free as a bird, so at peace, I'd never felt more right, expect maybe for the time I realised I loved Eric before that memory had been sullied...but this was exciting, exhilarating-pure. As I began to move through the air, I explored my new found freedom there was no where I couldn't go. I was the air and the air was me, I was the ocean and the ocean was me as all I could see where air and ocean, I was all things and all things where me.

Way in the distance I could hear voices, whispering, pleading never quite making out the words . As I moved over the surface of the water, moving ever closer to the voices...suddenly I felt myself be pulled from my blissful state, I screwed my eyes tightly shut, bracing myself for pain that never came.

When I opened my eye's, I could feel a cool hand in mine, I turned my head to reveal Eric sitting next to me, blood dripping from his eyes.

"Your crying," I gasped.

"It's the bleeds," Eric's voice sounded hoarse as his eyes flew open. Then I seen a golden thread within me picking it up, I knew it was the bond as soon as it was in my grasp. I felt relief immense relief...from Eric. "Welcome back," Eric cleared his throat, trying to look more alert.

"What time is it?" my voice rasped, it felt like something crawled into my mouth and died there-urgh.

"Just after two in the afternoon, Lover."

"Oh my God Eric! What are you doing up? You need to rest..."

"You can tell him all you like girly, but he has not left your bed side in over two weeks," said the gruff voice belonging to Dr Ludwig.

"Two weeks! What happened? I feel like I've been run over," Eric was holding my hand to his face, relief continued to pour off him.

"We are not exactly sure, something that should never have been possible that for sure."

"Have you really been here two week's?" I asked Eric with tears in my eyes. Had I for that matter?

He nodded, smiling but it looked sad, like he realised I was his weakness. I lifted my head wearily off the bed but it flopped back down, "I feel like crap," I sighed again.

"Join the club," Eric smiled, stroking my face.

I laughed one of those little tiny laughs that are like half a laugh. Dr Ludwig seemed to be fussing round the bed taking my blood pressure and what not.

"I thought I'd lost you...I haven't been able to feel you in the bond till just now shortly after you opened your eye's it was like you weren't even here."

"I don't think I was here...the last thing I remember was..was...Oh Claudine, oh God...she's gone, her baby," it all came flooding back to me, fresh tears sprang to my eyes.

"Shhh," Eric soothed shifting getting up to lie beside me. "I am here," he hugged me close to him, kissing the top of my head. Dripping blood on the stark white sheets. "Dear one, please I know it is difficult but where were you?"

I dried my eyes the best I could on the polyester hospital gown that didn't seem to absorb much, "I couldn't tell ya if my life depended on it...at first it was like I'd been strapped to a god damn awful roller coaster I felt that pressure you feel when you're on those things and my body being yanked in all directions...then I hit water, lots and lots of water."

"Water? Are you sure child?" Dr Ludwig asked her face had paled slightly not that she was very colourful to being with.

"Yes, it was weird because I was it and it was me."

Dr Ludwig gulped, "I see, then what?"

"Then the sun came up, I could feel myself getting warmer not that I'd noticed that I was cold in the first place...then I evaporated...I know right...you don't need to say it, I am officially off my rocker."

"What happened then?" Dr Ludwig said, but her voice sounded desperate, if truth be told she was scaring me a little, Eric must have picked up on it because he threatened to snap Dr Ludwig's neck if she didn't stop scaring me.

After a few moments of silence I continued the story, "then I was the air and the air was me...but I was still the water," I blew out a load of air, "it's sounds crazy right? Like some drug trip but it felt so real. Soo good, like I was in my element or something?" Dr Ludwig seemed to visibly relax.

She mumbled something about I didn't know how true that was, but I didn't catch it, would have to ask Eric later he was bound to have heard her. "Sookie, how are you feeling now?" she asked.

"Hungry, very, very hungry...like I haven't eaten in two weeks," I giggled at my own joke. I had to giggle otherwise it meant I had to think about falling down the rabbit hole and missing two whole weeks of my life. Then a thought occurred to me, I felt something a kin to panic. "Wait! What date is it?" I scrambled up to sitting felt a warm tube against my leg, my face flushed beet red, realising I must have a catheter in since I couldn't go pee pee on my own.

"Sookie?" Eric asked, no doubt feeling the range of emotions from me.

"The date?" did you see me? like a ninja I tell you, there was no way I was going to explain my current embarrassment.

"It's the 18th," Eric answered.

"Oh God! Eric we have that memorial event in Rhodes, I promised the crews I would be there. I have a ton of stuff to do, I need to pack for both of us, I can't believe it's tomorrow."

"Lover it's taken care off. Just rest, we aren't going."

"Like hell we are!" I kneeling now facing him rather awkwardly I might add seeing as I had tube coming out of my coochie. I know, there's a visual you just didn't need, you can thank me later. "Eric! I promised, I am not letting them down... see I am fine now, just hungry," I put on my best pleading eyes.

"Sookie. You've just woken up after sixteen days of being unconscious; I don't think it's a good idea."

"You're talking crazy, it's great idea," I beamed, still feeling slightly steam rollered but determined to go as it would mean a lot to a lot of people who had written to me since the bombings. "How about you sleep on it and I'll eat...theeen when you wake you can tell me what a great idea it is," I added with a cheeky grin and batting my eye lashes. I could hear Dr Ludwig snigger in the background.

Eric smiled broadly, "Very impressive argument there Mrs Northman but you forget I can feel how you are feeling."

Grrr, God damn bond. "Well you need to rest and I need to eat."

"That's it?" Eric asked smiling watching me like hawk, corner of his mouth quirked upward.

"No, we will talk about this after I have showered and eaten and you have had some rest."

"Dr Ludwig can you give us a minute please," Eric asked the doctor.

"Eric what is it?" I asked as soon as the door was shut and the Doc had left. I could feel a swirl of emotions.

"I don't want to go to rest before...I wish to tell you something, I am worried how you will react," he finally said after what felt like ten minutes but I am sure was no more than a minute passed.

"O-kay," I said slowly with a horrid sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"I have fed on six donors," Eric said in a rush.

"What?" I didn't know what I was expecting but that wasn't it.

"I fed on six donors while you were unconscious," he repeated although he didn't need too, I'd heard him fine the first time.

"But that's all- right?"

"Of course," Eric answered quickly looking almost hurt.

"So what's the big deal? You couldn't go hungry, I mean you could have drank true blood...but two weeks on that stuff wouldn't have been very nice."

"You're not angry, disappointed in me?"

"No. Would you be disappointed in me if I went to a restaurant six times in two weeks and didn't eat at home because my cooker was broken?"

Eric started laughing, "Lover I have never referred to you as an appliance."

"I know. What aren't you telling me?" then I felt in the bond something he was trying hard to hide. I felt myself go cold, I moved away from him, please God no more I couldn't take it.

"I didn't want to tell you...but I seeing I have no choice as your mind seems to be coming up with allsorts, I can feel you." His tone was annoyed, "When you initially passed out I was hit by a blast which could only be described as pure sunlight, had Quinn not acted as fast as he did we would have both burnt to death. I had burn's over ninety percent of my body, I needed the blood for healing."

I sat wide eye's just staring at my husband, I felt so bad I had hurt him although it really wasn't my fault, then a thought occurred to me, that was happening quite a bit today, like my brain hadn't quite engaged properly so when it had a though it was like a big deal. "Have I really been that bad to live with, that you would worry about taking a donors blood to heal?"

"No, no."

"Then what? Because I am having a hard time to understand why you would be worried about my reaction. I feel bad enough I nearly barbequed you, even if I couldn't help it, but to make you feel guilty for healing yourself when your injured and vulnerable makes me feel I like I am some kind of monster."

"Sookie...I only want you, I do not want to do anything to jeopardise that...I..."

A faltering Viking is never a good sign, "You feel like you're on probation and I am your probation officer, like you always have to be on best behaviour round me," I sighed tears welled in my eyes. I took a deep shuddering breath, my body was sore, I winced at the pain. I felt like someone had wacked my head with a sledge hammer, Eric was up during the afternoon dripping blood everywhere from the bleeds, half dead (no pun intended) and I just honestly couldn't tell you if I could do this anymore.

"Yes, but when you put like that it does sound quite bad. You've accepted me back into your bed, it's okay for me to lay beside you but you still have not accepted me as your bed partner, I am willing to wait...as long as it takes but I have never had something, I wanted so badly and no means to get it other than wait for it to come to me, which it may not...I cannot even allow myself to think the latter because it fills me with such pain I would wish for final death to take me, if it ever became my reality."

I was stunned into silence, I realised I was shaking like a leaf, "You love me," it was statement I said after a very pregnant pause.

Eric looked at me like I had just smacked him in the face with a wet fish. He shook his head, "but I am in pain?" he looked confused like that didn't gel with his concept of what love was supposed to be.

"You are in love with me," I repeated surer this time.

Eric's eye's widened. "And if I said this is no longer working for me, I wanted out, to go my own way. What would you do?" I whispered scared of the answer, a crushing pain exploded in my chest all from Eric in the bond.

He couldn't look me in the eye, his face contorted in pain, "I would let you go, rather than run the risk of you hating me," he gasp like he had run a marathon and he was human.

"When you love something you set it free," I lifted up Eric's face in my hands to look him in the eyes I could hardly get the word out under the crushing emotions of the bond, "If it comes back to you, it was yours in the first place... thank you. Eric I am not going anywhere," my Gran always used to say that saying, then I kissed him for all I was worth. My tears mingled with the blood from Eric's bleeds we were a mess but it was our mess. I was filled with such hope for the future.

Taking his blood even in the form of tears I could feel, myself healing the pain and dull ache that covered my body subsiding, I pulled away leaning my forehead on his, breathless. "We still have a way to go, but I know we will get there now," I whispered, punctuating what I said with kisses.

"I love you, Mrs Northman," he smiled, like he was trying the words on for size.

"I am getting there again Mr Northman," I smiled, "Now off and rest with ya, I am okay and I am not going anywhere, I'll be right here when you wake, I promise," I couldn't say it yet I wanted to say it when I really felt it. How is it three little words could be so hard to say?

Eric pressed one final kiss and left, to take his rest. My mind was going a mile a minute, I was thinking of all the stuff I had to do for Rhodes, the next instant my mind would flick to what just went down. I called the doctor back, first things first, get me out of all these tubes. I reached for a packet of wet wipes on the bed side taking a couple and washing my face with them. Futile as blood is so sticky but at least I no longer looked like I had mauled a bleeding Vampire.

Dr Ludwig came in, "You had your bonded's blood I see."

"Yes, problem?" I asked suddenly feeling very protective over what I considered something that was ours, (mine and Eric's that is).

"No girly, quite the opposite. I don't know how you did it but that Vampire loves you, after he healed he refused his rest in case you woke up during the day."

I didn't really know what to say, I was so touched I couldn't form the words. "What happened to me?" did you see the smooth subject change? Ninja Sookie strikes again.

Dr Ludwig along with what I think was a nurse (were), began unhooking all the stuff I was attached too, "The only explanation I can come up with is that somehow your DNA has been rewritten."

"What! To what?" I trapped down my fear scared Eric would come rushing in. "To what?" I said in a more controlled manner. My indoor voice as Gran would have called it.

"That's the question. Something fairy," she pulled my hair back and guided a hand to my ear. I am sure my face was picture as I felt the slight Spook style ear that felt alien yet familiar...actually touching my ear, felt...good, really good...I could feel myself become aroused. Oh my god.

"That's interesting," Dr Ludwig commented.

"What is?"

"A Fairies ears are their most erotic erogenous zone." You have never seen a hand move faster off an ear in your life, it was almost comical. I felt like I was feeling myself up, with the good doctor watching.

"So what happens now, Eric didn't seem affected. Am I safe around Vampires?"

"You smell good, but not like a fairy," the were nurse answered.

"That's good, so what now?"

"I will inform Niall he will send a Fairy to access you during daylight hours. Sookie this has never happened before it is impossible to predict what has happened. Your body feels more Fae when I scan you with my gift but at the same time you don't feel different from before. I know that makes no sense but it is what I feel," Dr Ludwig spoke but her expression was one of lost in thought, as if she was trying to unravel the mystery of life itself.

"Okay, but we will be in Rhodes for the next three days," with that my stomach let a huge rumble.

"Sookie," Dr Ludwig said in warning. But I shooed them out. When they were done I phoned for food with the doctors warning ringing in my ears, no lemon or iron. I gingerly got off hospital bed wondering where my bed had got to seeing as I was in my room. I went to shower, I expected myself to look pale. I hadn't dared look at myself before I went to the shower but when I stepped out of the shower I went to inspect the damage of two weeks without sun and I was shocked.

I moved my head from side to side looking at my ears, I grimaced looking at me teeth they looked normal. I moved my head to the side my nose looked ...I don't know but prettier. I looked like me only prettier does that even make sense, does anything these days?

My boob's looked perkier and I bounced on the balls of my feet watching them jiggle, the muscles under my skin look more defined, I felt stronger. It was weird looking at myself in such detail. With that thought I covered myself back up and headed through to the bedroom.

I pulled on yoga sweats and a vest, it wasn't till I had done it that I realise I had forgone underwear. I stripped again this time putting on underwear. My Gran would have slapped me upside the head if she ever caught me sans underwear.

I could feel Quinn approaching the door, 'come in' I yelled before he even had a chance to knock.

"Your Maj...Wow! . . . you look incredible!" he faltered half way through saying your Majesty.

"I am feeling good, great actually now- starving if truth be told," I looked at the tray with glee that Quinn was carrying. Think there was even hand clapping involved, but I am admitting nothing. "Care to join me?"

"Sure," he smiled not really taken his eyes off me.

"You gonna keep staring at me like that through my whole meal?"

"Sorry. But damn," he smiled.

I laughed tucking into the food with gusto. The tastes just seemed to explode in my mouth it was like the best food I'd ever tasted. I never remember a time in my life where I had ever eaten so much in one sitting. When I had finally finished I sat back sighed and patted my tummy.

"You sure you're not a closet Were, damn girl where did you hide all that food?"

"Aww... it just tasted so good, like I could taste all the individual ingredients, where they had grown- everything."

"Sookie how much blood did Eric give you?"

"Tiny amount, not that it is any of your business," I snapped, annoyed now.

"I am sorry. You are right, it is none of my business. I care about you more than an employer, like a friend, I worry about you. After two week you sure are a sight for sore eyes," he said soothingly.

"I am sorry I snapped. I think it has more to do with the weirdness of two weeks ago." I eyed him to see how he was taking it, he shuddered. "Thank you, you saved my life in more ways than one. I'll never be able to repay you."

"The King released me from my debt. I am free, my own person," he smiled.

"He did? What are you still doing here then? I thought you'd be off dancing the light fandango," I smiled, sad at the thought of Quinn going, he felt like family now. I certainly seen more of him than my actual family.

"There's nowhere I'd rather be just now. Frannie and my Mom are settled, you guys ...as hard as this is to say for me, you being with a Vamp and all, have become like family especially these last couple of months. Eric is actually alright for a Vamp."

Damn if I wasn't all filled up by the time that bastard had finished. "Yeah he is," I agreed.

"You love him," Quinn stated.

Honest answer; I didn't really know. I wanted to. Really I did, especially after today. I knew it was me not him, oh how cliché, I was holding back, "You saved my life, when you saved his," I smiled. Good answer, I mentally patted myself on the back.

The rest of the time passed in a flurry of activity getting ready for Rhodes. I was very proud at how much I delegated. I had all the day people running errands for things we needed. Actually I had been very fly as I had not left my room once, so Eric couldn't complain about it. Oh they'd make a Vampires wife out of me yet.

I hope you liked. . .