Happy Independence Day America! I'm not proud of everything our country has done/is doing, be we sure can throw a party!

In light of 'King Bill' on TrueBlood, I think we should all celebrate the overthrow of a monarchy...

Alan Ball owns TrueBlood, not me.

Eric Northman sat on the roof of what would one day be the only vampire bar in Shreveport. He looked up at the stars and moon and breathed deeply. It was a sultry summer night, and for the first time in a long time he did not know what the next night would bring. He was waiting to hear mass panic, even just a single scream, any evidence of the humans reaction to Nan Flanagan's announcement that was currently being aired on every television in America.

It would either end very badly or very good.

"Eric?" Eric turned around at the sound of his child's voice. She was wearing a red and white pantsuit and held two sticks.

"Pam. What's all this?" He motioned to what she was carrying.

"I thought we might celebrate the holiday." She smiled mischievously and handed one of the sticks to Eric. It smelled of gunpowder. Pam then pulled a lighter from her pocket and lit both sticks.

Eric watched as the tip of the sparkler exploded into light. Pam started tracing shapes in the air with her own sparkler.

"Neither of us are really American." Eric pointed out. Pam stopped her playing and looked at him for a moment.

"No, but I'm not celebrating America's freedom."

Eric raised an eyebrow, "Oh."

"I'm celebrating ours. It's good isn't it? We don't have to hide anymore, we get to shine now." Pam smiled proudly, excited with what the future was going to bring. Eric couldn't help but smile back. He was too old not to be cynical about the Great Reveal, but his child was young enough to feel hopeful that the world would be kinder to her.

"Happy Independence Day, Pamela." Eric put an arm around her. The Shreveport fireworks started and lit up the sky in reds, blues, whites, and oranges, Pam could hardly tear her eyes away from the lights. Eric ignored them completely, he only had eyes for his hopeful little progeny.