AUTHORS NOTE: So, I had a few ideas floating in my head but this was the most predominant- it's going to be quite a long one I think, but hopefully you'll enjoy it :) Reviews are welcome :D

Midsummer Day was originally celebrated on 24 June to commemorate John the Baptist. In 1953, it was moved to the nearest Saturday.

Sookie stared at the two red intersecting lines that were so small but so important. This couldn't happen. This was impossible. She was pregnant. Eric Northman was going to be a father.

Yesterday

"oh God Eric I'm close…so close…faster… please!" Sookie wrapped her arms around Eric's bare chest, pulling herself closer to him as he pounded into her, whispering nothings into her hair.

"Come for me Sookie, scream my name" he whispered into her ear, causing her to moan and scream out, muscles clenching as he continued to pound her against his wide wooden desk. After a few moments both came, screaming and moaning each other's name, both covered in sweat as Eric collapsed on top of her. Slowly he moved out from her and rolled onto his side, his desk big enough to accommodate them both.

"Wow" was all he could say.

"I know" Sookie replied, turning her head to look at him, still panting from their love making.

"You know, when you said you wanted to have some fun and get out of the house- I didn't think you meant like this" He sighed, pulling her towards him.

"I'm a girl of many talents" she smirked into his chest.

"Oh I know that" he replied, tracing circles on her shoulder

Sookie couldn't believe she had been having sex with Eric Northman for 6 weeks now. She sighed into his chest. It wasn't the fairy tale ending marriage or anything- it was two people who enjoyed sex and enjoyed each other. They weren't dating exactly, however they had gone out to dinner tonight under his insistence. It could never be permanent with Eric, Sookie know that- but the sex was good and she wasn't looking to get involved with anyone. It was fine. It was simple. It was sex. Just sex.

It had all started on Midsummers night when she had almost felt drawn to Fangtasia- drawn to Eric- by some invisible force. Her emotions had been all over the place – a mixture of horny and excited- and they had ended up in bed; her bed to be exact. They had decided that night they both wanted each other again, but Sookie had been first to say she didn't want to date- she had enough going on in her life right now, she didn't want to be dating the most dangerous vampire in a 40 mile radius. Eric agreed and although they had both said that if one were to enter a relationship they would stop- neither had started a relationship, and Sookie couldn't help but think neither would for quite a while. What was there to gain from a relationship anyway? She had been in one, and it had ended…unpleasantly. Eric didn't seem like the sort of man that would want a relationship.

It was so much easier to just enjoy each other than get tied together. Eric was handsome, tall and ...well endowed- the rumours were true about his love making ability- and Sookie felt the happiest she had in a long time. Yes. So far so good. Six weeks of mind blowing sex.

Six weeks.

Sookie dropped her smile.

She hadn't even noticed until now- it had been six weeks of non-stop sex. That wasn't possible. She pushed away from Eric, gathering her clothes and rushing to put them on. Eric slipped off the desk and walked towards her, stopping her as she put her skirt back on.

"What are you doing? What's wrong?" he looked genuinely concerned, and for a moment Sookie wondered if maybe she should stay- but that fear in the back of her head just wasn't going away. She needed to get home, get changed into something more presentable and then go to a chemist.

"I…uh I need to go home now Eric" she kissed him lightly on the cheek, pulled up her skirt and walked out the office, leaving a shocked, confused and very naked Eric Northman standing in the middle of his office.