So, this is my first fanfic, please be kind. Anyhow, hope you like it, and I guarantee it's not like any you have read before, and even if you don't like it (and by the end of this, i suspect that some might not be happy with it, while others may love it) it will make you think. If it ends where I'm hoping, great, if not, i've been going where this took me, and even better, i guess. So, read, review, enjoy. This is for you.
The Last Breath.
Sookie was already up, when I raised. She was looking at me, waiting for me to gain conscious. She was more beautiful than ever. I had known her for just about twenty-five years that night. Every day she just got more beautiful.
"Hello, my wife." I told her.
She smiled to me, and gave me a kiss.
"Have you been awake for long?" I asked her.
"Not that long, just couldn't sleep for a while, you know.." She told me what she had done while I had been asleep.
After a while, she looked at me funnily. "What is wrong lov…" While her eyes narrowed, mine widened.
"Du tror.." She said in a voice, that definitely wasn't the one, I've so much the last twenty-five years. It took me a moment to recall the words from my native tongue, and translate it in my mind. You think. "Du tror, att du känner mig. Du tror, på ett lyckligt slut. Du är okunnig." You think, you know me. You believe, in a happy ending. You are ignorant.
"Sookie!" Her eyes got totally black, before the black washed away, to show her normal eyes once again. She looked at me, confused and curious.
"What?" She said, as if nothing had happened.
I looked in her eyes, as if they would give away a clue about what had just happened.
"My wife, I believe we have a problem." She looked at me without any understanding what so ever. "Du tror, att du känner mig. Du tror, på ett lyckligt slut. Du är okunnig." I repeated, to see if it awoke any familiarity in her.
"Eric, I'm sorry, but I don't speak Swedish that well. You know that?" She said cluelessly. "Is that so much of a problem?"
"The problem is that you do. Or your body does. Or something within you, at least." I explained.
"If this is a joke, I really don't get it, honey." Her brows were wrinkled together, and she looked like one big question mark.
I took a breath; something I rarely did. I told her exactly what had happened, and she looked just as terrified as I felt. Of course, I knew I could not show just how terrified I were; one of us had to be strong, so the other could let loose and give in to their human nature. Of course, she could feel it trough the bond, if I had not closed the connection from my side.
"I think we need to get Dr. Ludwig, Sookie." She nodded.
She sat down on the counch, and I went to the kitchen, and called Dr. Ludwig, told her what had happened, and thereafter Pam. Pam and Sookie had grown really fond of each other since Sookie and I bonded so many years ago.
Sometimes I felt like if I didn't know, she did; it was why we ware able to get along for so long.
"Pam, we have a problem." I said as she picked up.
"Problem as in the bar or politics?" She said without greeting.
"Worse."
A/N: Short, I know, longer will come.