The Last Sunset

So here I was, 15 years down the line, I had been married I had given myself to a beautiful man and I was truly happy as a human could possibly be. I had never had children, plenty of cats but never children somehow I felt like I hadn't missed out on much. I was sat quite humbly with a sweet tea and a slice of pecan pie on the back porch on the swinging chair I had insisted be built waiting for him to wake up. I smiled as I looked around admiring my humble life through my weak human eyes as Pam had called them last night when I had made my decision.

We had been talking about the change for years, after our marriage people had assumed I would simply be turned then and there but oh no, not me I had to be difficult, I had sat down and made a list. Things I wanted to do before I died that sort of thing. It had been 3 pages long, with silly stuff like "Ride a gondola in Venice" and "See a West End show in London" he had accompanied me on all of these of course we took a 3 year honeymoon and it was the best 3 years of my life. So this morning when I had awoken knowing today was my last day I had sat down and made another list as I watched the sunrise, I had made a hair appointment, bought myself something nice to wear and sunbathed, simple things. My hair was now a glowing shade of blonde with some adorable self made highlights from my hours of sun worship.

For nearly 44 I was in pretty good shape, people swore I didn't look a day over 30 and I could hear their thoughts and they were lying. Pictures in my living room showed my slow progression of age, at my wedding I was a glowing 28 years old and looked the picture of perfect health Eric beside me of course still looked exactly the same. At our 10 year anniversary I looked older, not that much older but wiser as Pam had said and now on our 15th Anniversary I looked content.

I sighed deeply as the sun began to set and sat my sweet tea down on a floor mat and lifted my pie, with each mouthful my garden became more engrossed in darkness, by the time I was finished the sky was a majestic pink and orange swirl it looked beautiful.

"There you are," Eric said appearing and sitting beside me taking the empty plate and putting it on the ground.
"I didn't realise you were looking," I said smiling at him.
"Oh yes," he said. "I looked far and wide considering there was a note on the door "Eric outside" how could I not wonder about you then?" he asked teasing me.
"I wanted to watch the sunset," I told him.
"And?" he asked. "Was it as beautiful and majestic as you expected?" he asked.
"Basically," I said smiling.
"What else is left on your list?" he asked.
"Make love to me one last time," I said.
"Easily done," he said grinning and popping his fangs out.
"Will it hurt?" I asked.
"Has it hurt before?" he teased avoiding my question.
"Eric," I said.
"It will be like drifting off to sleep, except," he said struggling.
"I'll wake up dead?" I asked.
"Yes my lover, you'll wake up dead," he said kissing my nose.
"I love you Eric Northman," I said rising and extending my hand. "I'm glad I saw my last sunset," I whispered.

A/N: I had this idea just randomly, I hope you all like it and of course as usual the characters are not mine they belong to Charlaine Harris.