Hey, everyone!

I had promised I would make an Elysa and Eric one shot, didn't I?

It has become a two shot. The other part I still have to finish but here's the first already.

It has nothing to do with the main story so don't get too excited.

I don't own True Blood or it's characters. I do own Elysa and the storyline.

Please let me know what you think.

Fairytale of Bon Temps

Two Shot

CRASH! "Jason! Get your bloody ass over here!" A handsome blond-haired man walked slightly ashamed into the kitchen and faced a slightly older gorgeous woman who also had blonde hair. she was standing with her arms over each other and she looked quite angry. "For once, Jason Stackhouse. For once! Can't you just decorate a bloody Christmas tree WITHOUT breaking almost every single bauble?"

"Sorry, sis."

"What did we miss?" asked another blonde haired woman when she joined them into the kitchen. Like the man she had a slightly tan and like both of them, she also had brown eyes. she was carrying a box made of cardboard with products she had bought in the mall. Behind her was standing another man. He had dark brown hair and also had a tan. He was also carrying a cardboard box.

This was the Stackhouse family. The oldest woman in the kitchen was Elysa, after her came Jason and as last there was Sookie. With her new boyfriend, Alcide Herveaux.

"Jason broke the baubles."

"Again?" asked Sookie slightly pissed off. "Jason, that is the God may know how many time this day. We already bought new baubles, twice! And that is just this week. Let's not forget about all the other times in the previous years…"

"Yeah, yeah," said Jason who tried to wave it off. "I know. And I'm sorry. I really am. They just drop out of my hands as soon as I…"

"We know!" said Elysa and Sookie at the same time, in the same pissed off way. "We bloody hell know!"

Jason scratched uncomfortable the back of his neck. "So this probably would be a bad time to tell you two that I invited Jessica for Christmas…"

This time it wasn't just Elysa and Sookie who started yelling at him but Alcide too. "You what?"

Jessica Hamby was a Vampire, a young one, and had recently been promoted as Jason's girlfriend after her break-up with his best friend, Hoyt Fortenberry, that had lasted for almost two and a half years. She was also the progeny of Sookie's ex-boyfriend, Bill Compton, who also had been a friend from Elysa but neither of them had longer contact with him. Alcide, who was a werewolf, had a strong disliking for Vampires and didn't like her around for that reason either.

"She is my girlfriend."

"She hates me," said Elysa.

"And me," pointed Sookie out.

"And she loathes me and that feeling is equal," finished Alcide.

"But it's Christmas," started Jason. "The time to forgive and forget and just get along with each other and do what is best…"

"Might be so but you don't see Elysa inviting Eric, now do you?" asked Sookie.

Elysa flinched when her little sister mentioned the name Eric. Eric Northman was her ex and also a Vampire and not just any. He was the Vampire Sheriff of Area 5 in Louisiana, the area they lived in, and the owner of the club Fangtasia in Shreveport. He also was the father of Elysa's daughter, who was just two weeks old. He was however unaware of that.

"Sookie," said Alcide. He had seen Elysa flinch.

Sookie quickly looked at her sister and gasped. "Oh God! I'm sorry, El."

"It's alright, Sook," said Elysa, who smiled sadly. "Just an old wound that might never fully heal."

Sookie turned to Jason again. "And that's another very good reason to resend Jessica's invitation. No doubt that she will recognize things of Eric in Lydia. I mean, she is her mother's image only then with Eric's blue eyes."

Jason opened his mouth but then closed it and started to frown. "Good point." He looked at his older sister. "I'll try to tell her, okay? Make up some excuse. Maybe tell a little of the truth that you three really didn't like the fact. Hope she will understand."

"Thanks, J," said Elysa. "I'm going to check on Lydia."

She walked out of the kitchen and as soon as she was out of ears reach, Sookie looked at Jason. "Try to make sure Jessica doesn't glamour you in a try to find out why we really don't want her here. If she does find out the truth, I wouldn't be very surprised if Eric suddenly shows up at the door. Or worse." She narrowed her eyes. "His Majesty Bill Compton."

"Don't worry, Sook," said Jason. "I'll be fine. And Jess has never tried to glamour me before. Why would she start now?"

After that he also left the kitchen and Sookie turned her attention to Alcide. "I can be worried about her, can't I?"

Alcide put an arm around her shoulders. "Of course you can. She's your sister and she's going through a difficult period."

Sookie rested her head against his shoulder. "It's just not fair. She really loved him and damn as hell, he really loved her."

"They probably still do."

"And one man, one bloody man, ruined that for them." Sookie signed. "I hope someone kills the guy and fast too because it'll end this disaster." Alcide kissed her forehead. "He's making her life a living hell. First by taking me and making everyone think I was dead, then he tried to kill her, after that he tried to kill Eric…"

"Sookie, it's okay. Those times are over for now. And one way or another, they'll end back together," said Alcide. "I hope. And you're back now and that cheers her up a little. And you know she is crazy about Lydia and that she loves her with all of her heart."

Sookie smiled slightly, even though it was with tears in her eyes. "Yeah, she makes her world happy now. She's our little miracle."

"Not just ours. She just is a bloody miracle."

Sookie laughed. "I guess she is. But that doesn't make her less loved." Then she frowned. "But we still don't know what we're going to do now. I mean, Jason still broke the baubles. Again."

"It's Christmas Eve so I doubt a lot of stores are still open. Not to mention that most of them don't have a lot of baubles any more."

Sookie signed. "This is going to be some Christmas."

Meanwhile, Elysa was upstairs and in the nursery room. She was sitting on a chair with her legs pulled up and she was holding the sleeping Lydia in her arms. She was still very small because she was so young. Tears were rolling over her mother's cheeks and a great pain was shown in her eyes.

About nine months ago she had returned from the Fairy World where, apparently, she had been in for a whole year. When she had gotten back, she had found out that Bill had become the Vampire King of Louisiana and she and Eric had stepped into a relationship, which she had ended a month later.

During that month he had lost all his memories and she had protected him from witches and after they had defeated them, she had saved him and Bill from being toasted by the spirit of the witch that they had defeated before. And after that everything had gone wrong.

Her stalker had shown up, had tried to kidnap her and he had nearly killed Eric with the message that he would kill everyone who ever got in a relationship with her. And he would have succeeded if Sookie hadn't showed up out of nowhere and had distracted him. They had been able to escape and it had been after that that she had broken up with Eric. She had loved him so much, she still did, and the idea of losing him and putting his life at stake for a selfish reason as just being with him… It had been something she hadn't been able to live with. So she had ended their relationship.

Sookie had been back from the dead, everyone had thought for years that she had died in a car accident, and that had been something that had made her go on. And not a month later she had found out that she had been pregnant, which had been a huge shock. She still didn't know how it happened because technically it was impossible for Vampires to get children or to impregnate women.

But here she was, holding the very proof that a Vampire and a mortal were able to have a baby. Well, she wasn't exactly mortal but part fairy. None less it should have been impossible.

"I love you, Lydia," Elysa whispered while crying softly. "And I love your daddy too." Lydia was too young to answer but sucked her pink pacifier happily while sleeping and laying in her mother's arms.

She didn't know how Eric was dealing with the break-up. Maybe he had already moved on, she wouldn't be surprised. With his progeny, Pam, she still had contact every now and then but she never asked how he was or how he was dealing with the break-up. Pam never had brought it up either.

Elysa closed her eyes and forced all the thoughts of Eric and Pam out of her head. "How about we go on a shopping trip, honey? You and I and our family still need some new baubles because your uncle Jason let them fall again." she kissed her daughter's head. "And this time we will buy some that are unbreakable."

Elysa was sitting in a small café in a mall in Shreveport and was drinking some tea. Lydia was laying in her arms and was looking curious at her mother. She was wearing a pink with white outfit and her pink pacifier was laying on the table in front of them.

"Oh!" A woman who walked past her saw Lydia and let out a excited sign. "She's gorgeous. And so small. How old is she?"

Elysa couldn't help but smile slightly proud. "Two weeks."

The woman sat down beside her. "Oh, aren't you the cutest?" Lydia looked now curious at the strange and unknown woman. "You're your mother's image." The woman looked now suddenly doubtful at her. "She's yours, right?" Elysa nodded. "Thank heavens. A view weeks back I said the same thing to another woman with a baby. Turned out not to be hers but a friend of hers."

"Awkward."

The woman laughed. "Yeah, you can say that. I didn't know how fast I had to get away from her because she looked pretty pissed off." Elysa giggled slightly. "Oh, I forget my manners. I'm Amelia Broadway."

Elysa shook her hand. "Elysa Stackhouse. And this is Lydia."

"Nice meeting you, Elysa. I really have to say it again, she really is gorgeous."

"A good looking father."

Amelia giggled and gave her a wink. "I think she doesn't only have a good looking father. Being already this gorgeous on such a young age requires a good looking mom and dad."

"Thanks, I guess."

"Oh, it was a compliment. So nothing 'I guess'. And she really does look a lot like you. And she has the most gorgeous blue eyes I've ever seen."

"She inherited them from her father."

"Oh, blue eyed good looking father. Lucky you." Elysa's eyes saddened. "Oh dear. Not together anymore?"

"I broke up with him. It was before I knew I was pregnant. He doesn't know he's the father of a beautiful baby girl."

"I'm pretty good at reading people and your face just screams that you regret both breaking up with him and not telling him he has a daughter."

"I do. I just…" She signed. "I just had my reasons to get him out of my life and if he finds out that he actually has a daughter, with me…"

"Let me guess, he will want to come back into your life."

Elysa signed softly. "Probably." Then she looked at Amelia. "So you're not from around here, are you?"

"That obvious?"

"Your accent is slightly different then the people around here have. But I do think you're from Louisiana."

"I'm from New Orleans."

"Really?" asked Elysa with a small sparkle in her eyes. "I loved that city. It just had a certain charm that made it hard to not love it."

"You've been there?"

"I travelled around the states for a bit. I've seen the most gorgeous and the ugliest cities. New Orleans was defiantly on my list of gorgeous cities."

"What city was on your ugliest list?"

"Phoenix, defiantly Phoenix. Didn't like Houston that much either."

"Any plans for Christmas then?"

"You mean travelling some more?" Amelia nodded. "Nah, that time is over. During my travelling time I hadn't exactly had much contact with my family. I had to pay a high price for that. So I'm not going anywhere for a while. Especially not now I've Lydia." Elysa smiled loving down on her little daughter, who was still laying satisfied in her arms. "I'm just going to celebrate it with my friends and with my family. What about you?"

"I'm leaving in a couple of hours. I'm going to visit my family in New Orleans and I'll probably stay there until after New Year."

"Car?"

"No, thanks God. Plane. I hate long drives. But what are you doing here so late on Christmas Eve and with your sweet two weeks old daughter?"

"My sweet little brother accidently destroyed the baubles when he tried to decorate the Christmas tree. And I just needed to get out of the house with my baby girl. We still need to get a view last things and then we will be off."

"Clumsy much."

Elysa laughed. "You've no idea."

Amelia smiled at her. "You know, there is something different about you, Elysa. Something I just can't put my finger on. But I like it."

"Thanks, Amelia."

"You're welcome." Amelia smiled brightly. "But I've got to go. I'm going to visit my girlfriend before I leave to catch my plane."

"Girlfriend, huh? If it goes wrong and you two break-up, I think I know some girls you would probably like."

"Boys, girls. I don't care. As long as they're smoking hot and know how to have a good time. Now, my girlfriend works together with someone who is as hot as hell. The most gorgeous man you'll probably ever meet. Unfortunately, he's off-limits for me."

"Gay?"

Amelia burst out in laughter. "Heaven's no. He's as straight as you can get. Not that other men don't find themselves attracted to him."

"Girlfriend then?"

"No, hung up about his ex. Such a pity. But she was worth it, or so I heard. And she had good reasons to break-up with him. But that doesn't make it less hard."

Elysa looked down on Lydia. "Yeah, I know precisely how that feels."

"Maybe you can get his mind of his ex. You look like a match for him and you know exactly what he's going through. You should give it a try."

"I don't think I'm ready to move on but I will keep it in mind."

Amelia stood up. "You do that. And I'll remind you of it."

Elysa gave her a sceptic smile. "Will you now?"

"Oh yes, sugar cake. I know how I can find you so no problemo."

Elysa gave a small laugh. It was the first time in ages she actually enjoyed herself a little. "How about I just give you my number and address so we can keep in contact?"

"Sounds even better." They quickly exchanged data. "Now, we keep in touch and next time I see you I'll have something with me for that gorgeous daughter of yours."

"You don't need to."

"Oh, don't even try. I love buying baby clothes."

Elysa smiled again. "Have a good trip, Amelia. And Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, Elysa. And if you ever need to get out for a change –" She was already walking away while waving. "– or if you consider dating that smoking hot guy, try Fangtasia. You can't miss the guy I mean." Elysa froze when she heard her speak out that name. "Bye." Amelia waved one more time and after that she was gone.

Elysa breathed out and closed her eyes. Fangtasia. Smoking hot guy. Girlfriend who worked with him. Hung up about his ex, who dumped him to protect him. "Sounds way to familiar," breathed Elysa out in a whisper. She looked up and waved at her waitress. "Bill please."

Elysa put Lydia into her maxi cosy, which was fasted on the passenger seat, before she walked towards the back of the car and opened the trunk. She had bought a little more then she originally thought and she would come home with more then she had set out to get.

She put the plastic bags with all her new stuff in the trunk and concentrated on the pram that she had now to collapse and put into the trunk as well. Expanding it was a piece of cake, collapsing it was a whole different story. She didn't have exactly much experience with it yet so she just tried a view things.

She groaned while putting force on it in a try to get it to collapse but it didn't work. She tried once more but again it didn't work. And again and…

"You need help with that –" She froze as soon as she heard that voice. "– Elysa?"

She closed her eyes while pressing back the tears. Why him? Why now? She slowly stood up normally and pushed her hair out of her eyes before turning around and facing him. "No, I'm fine. But thanks for asking, Eric."

He was standing behind her, looking as hot as he always did. His blue eyes were drilling themselves into her brown ones and his blonde hair looked slightly windswept. He was wearing his regular black jeans and black shirt and for a change, not a leather jacket. And it looked like he hadn't shaved in a while.

When he took a step towards her, she automatically took a step back. "It didn't look like you were doing fine."

"Really, I was doing fine." She turned around to just go on with trying to get the pram to work with her but she was very aware that he was watching her every movement.

"I didn't know you had a kid."

Elysa swallowed and whispered, fully knowing that he was able to hear her: "There's a lot you don't know."

"How old is she?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Curiosity."

"It kills the cat."

"Elysa." She looked around when he said her name in that demanding way of his. He was angry. "Answer the damn question."

She gave him a stubborn look. "No. Because it's none of your damn business." She turned her back towards him again. "And I'm doing fine and I don't want to see you so just go away and do whatever you came here to do."

"I came here to talk to you." Elysa closed her eyes again and took a deep breath, knowing very well what he meant with that. She had been right about who Amelia had meant and who she had been dating. A cold hand took hold of her wrist. "I can hear your heartbeat increasing," he whispered in her ear. "And I can sense your nervosity."

Elysa breathed out. "Go away, Eric. And let me go."

Another hand took hold of her upper-arm and she felt his breath stroking her ear. "Never."

She pulled herself out of his grasp and turned around to face him. "Nine months. It has been nine months. I had expected you to have moved on by now."

He stared deep down on her and deep down in her eyes. "You think that low of me?"

"I know how you were – are. You nearly started hissing like a cat at the word 'relationship' when I first met you. How did you think I would think about you, knowing that fully well?"

"A little better, to be honest. But maybe I deserve the way you think about me. I haven't exactly been the most loyal and nice person in the word to you in the past."

"Glad you admit that yourself. Do you mind taking a step back?" When he didn't she gave him an annoyed look. "I need to make sure that this thing collapse so I can put it in my trunk and I can't do that when you're invading my personal space, now can I?" She blinked and the next moment she was holding the pram collapsed and well in her hands.

"There you go."

"Thanks." Elysa turned slowly around and put the pram in the trunk before closing it.

"How old is she?" he asked again. She didn't answer and tried to walk past him and towards the driver's seat but found herself being pressed against the trunk the next moment and imprisoned between the car and his body. "How old?" he demanded.

The tears she had fought so hard back appeared in her eyes. "You already know the answer. How many times do I have to tell you that I don't answer the questions where you already know the answer from?"

She found herself even pressed more back against the car. "I want to hear it, coming out of your mouth."

She closed her eyes again and two tears rolled over her cheeks. "Two weeks," she finally whispered. "She is two weeks old."

His hands grabbed her upper arms, this time not in a pleasant way. And when she opened her eyes she saw the anger in his. "How could you do that to me?" he hissed. "Especially after you asked ME if you would found ME cheating the next week?"

Tears were rolling over her cheeks now but she felt herself getting angry too. She tried to push him away from her but he was too strong. "Let go of me!" His grip only tightened. "Eric, let bloody hell go of me! We're over! It doesn't matter anymore!"

"It does to me!" he snapped. "Yeah, nine bloody months and I still can't go on! I still can't forget you! I'm still feeling heartbroken because you dumped me!"

"It was for the best! For your own safety!"

"I'm a Vampire, Elysa! I can take very well care of myself!"

More tears were rolling over her cheeks. "He almost succeeded in killing you once and I wasn't going to risk that again."

"It was not your call to make!"

"It bloody hell was!" She was crying because of anger and sadness now. "He is my stalker and he is after me and that makes it bloody hell my call to make! And I did what I thought was best!"

"Breaking my heart?"

"I rather see you heartbroken because of me then dead because of me!" At that moment Lydia started to cry. Probably because of the yelling. She pushed him away and quickly walked towards the passenger door and opened it. She took her in her arms and softly placed her over her shoulder. "Shh, it's alright, sweetie. I'm here. It's alright. Don't cry." It didn't take long before she stopped crying again. When she had calmed down she put her back in her maxi cosy and turned around to face Eric. "I don't want to have this conversation, alright? I did what I thought was right and I did it because I loved you."

He snorted. "Love? I'm seriously starting to wander if you ever loved me."

Elysa's eyes narrowed. "You think I cheated on you."

"Of course I think…"

"She is yours." The words had left her mouth without a second doubt and shock washed clearly over his face.

"That's not possible…"

"I don't know how it is possible but I know that a month after I broke up with you I found out that I was pregnant for almost two months. And in that period you were the only one, I repeat the ONLY ONE, who I had sex with." Tears were still rolling over her cheeks. "And if you don't believe that, look at her eyes. Everyone says she is an exact copy of me. But every time I look at her, I'm reminded of you." He still stared at her in disbelief. "She has your eyes."

They just stared at each other for a moment and after a while he finally moved towards her. She looked away when he was standing right in front of her and glanced into the car towards Lydia. She bit on her lips while the tears kept coming.

She waited for a response but there didn't came any so she kept waiting there with her eyes closed and softly crying and biting on her lips.

And then she got a response. Two cold hands embraced her wet cheeks and two cold lips claimed hers, once more.

She knew it was wrong and she knew that it would end in a disaster but none less she grabbed hold of his shirt and kissed him back. She still wanted him. She still needed him. She still loved him. And she still couldn't resist the feelings that he kept giving her over and over. Like she was safe, like nothing else mattered.

One hand left her cheek so he could put his arm around her waist and his other hand disappeared into her hair and by doing so he pressed her closer against him and deepened the kiss. In the end it was her who had to break free from the kiss to get some air.

She stared at him. "That was wrong," she whispered. "We shouldn't have done that."

He pressed his lips against hers again and kissed her once more. And she kissed him back, again because she could not not kiss him back. And even though she hated the fact sometimes that he made her feel like this, she was also glad that he did. It was part of the reason why she loved him so much and why she needed him so badly in her life.

For everyone who lives in Phoenix and Houston, DON'T TAKE THAT ABOUT THE CITIES PERSONAL!

I've never been to your cities before so I can't really tell you how the cities look like and if I like them or not.

I just needed two cities and those two were the first ones that popped in my mind.

I haven't read the Sookie Stackhouse Novels so I have no idea how Amelia is in those stories but I wanted to put her in this one because she sounded to me like an amazing character.

Please review and somewhere this week I should publish the other part. That will probably have a little bit of Christmas and New Year in one.

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!

Emmetje