Disclaimer: as usual someone elses character but they are playing in my playground.

A/N: Helloooo dear readers. Another year another prompt/drabble fic. I just had to get in the holiday cheer to give something cute to my readers as well myself. I love this season and mostly I love writing about it. So from here it starts again.

Prompts: Celebrate New Years Eve in Vancouver.

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2008 - Vancouver New Years Eve

Sookie have been watching the tall man stand in front of the Christmas tree for awhile now. She couldn't see his face but his height was enough to draw attention. She decided she was going to ask why he stood there at this time. It was none of her business but she just wanted to know.

"Hi." Her voice must have startled him as he looked a bit bewildered from her voice. The tall man was not bad looking. In fact he looked quite nice.

"Hello." His voice unsure but he responses.

"Ummm if you don't mind me asking it's a bit late to be out in the cold and looking at a tree." She voiced her thought.

He nodded again. "Yes. You are right it is none of your business." His voice sharp.

She bit back a snarl, she was not going to be a bitch. That was her New Year's resolution and she did not want to break it just three hours in the New Year.

"Whatever." She moves on.

2009 - Vancouver New Years Eve

Another year. Another new years eve and Sookie found herself staring at the same image as she did last year. She checked her watch. Yup, it was 3 o'clock. And the height was the same from where she stood even without seeing his face she guess it was the rude man.

And this year her new year's resolution did not include that she can't be a bitch. What it did include was something that takes a lot of guts and a pair of good lungs so she can run the other direction after doing it properly. He seemed like the most unfortunate candidate for her achieve it.

She like the time before walked up to him.

"Here you are again." She smiled at him. He looked at her with searching eyes. He had not recognized her.

"Last year. Remember?" She offered. "I asked…"

"I remember. And it's still none our business."

"Snappy one aren't you." She said. He looked at her, really looked at her for the first time. She could feel his gaze traveling up and down her frame trying to figure out what her deal was.

This is it.

Without warning she lunged at him grabbing his neck and planting her lips against his. He was shocked she could feel it. But he had instinctively grabbed her when she lunged at him. His hands were trying to get her off of him. It was not working. She was by no means a slinky model nor was heavy weight champion. She was curvy under all this cloths and it can never be called slinky. So a grown man like him would definitely stagger from the weight of her.

When she felt him go stiff she let go immediately and landed on her feet. His eyes wide looking at her like she had another head.

"WHAT. THE. FUCK."

"SORRY." She ran to the opposite direction. Her lungs still felt pretty good no matter what the doctors said. She ran some more.

2010 - Vancouver New Years Eve

Eric Northman stood in front of decorated Christmas tree till morning this time. Usually he went back to his hotel after three but this year he was waiting for her to show up. He had visited this place more than he cared to admit. Vancouver was not his home, not for a long time. But he liked visiting this place in new years and this year was no different. The only thing different was the girl was not here.

The crazy girl he met two years ago. He chuckled to himself. She was definitely crazy he had come to that conclusion in May 2009 when he still thought how she had thrown herself at him and kissed him. Slobber him really. But he got the point. And why he was waiting here for her was beyond him. She was crazy. And if he was here waiting for her. He must be crazy too.

He sighed looking at the burned out candles at the side, people wishing well for their loved one. He passed the decoration only to pause after a few step. Something had caught his eye. He took a few steps back and there she was. Her picture. He couldn't believe it.

He knelt down looking at the picture with all the other. Was she dead? He felt a twinge of guilt for being rude to her.

He looked at the picture again before leaving.

2011 - Vancouver New Years Eve

He was on time for this. He watched the clock go off. People embracing each other, kissing. This made him feel normal. Which he doesn't feel the entire year.

The crowd in this part of the city was usually small and they broke out early. So he was left by himself around two in the morning.

"Hey rude guy." His head jerked back to the voice.

It was her. She looked thin, dark circles under her eyes, hallow cheeks, she was sick.

"You don't remember me do you?" she asked coming closer.

"I remember you crazy girl." That cracked a smile off her face.

"Here again?" she sat beside him on the bench.

"I always am on new years." He paused looking at her. "But you weren't last year."

Her eyes twinkled. "Aww you looked for me? Hoping to get lucky are you?" she waggled her eye brows at him.

He chuckled. "No not really. And I don't fancy getting slobbered on New Year's Eve, if I may add. I was just wondering if you were that same crazy were the craziness went up a notch."

She looked terrified. "I did no such thing. You mister were not slobbered." She crossed her arms.

"I say that was slobbering. If you call that a kiss I doubt you have been mislead." He said frankly.

She burst out laughing. "Hey at least you didn't call the cops!"

He arched his eyebrow.

"I made a resolution that I will kiss a stranger. And most of the stranger I met after New Year were not slobberable. You on the other hand were quite easy on the eyes."

He chuckled. "Eric Northman." He extended his hand towards her.

"Sookie Stackhouse."

They exchanged phone numbers that night.

Eric did not wait for a month to call her. He called her in the morning before he left. Learning that she too leaved in the states and in the same city. Los Angeles.

He made her promise they'll meet when they get back home so he can finally give her a lesson in what was slobbering and what was kissing.

2012 – Los Angeles New Years Eve

Sookie felt healthy than she ever had. This was her year. She was going to have it all this time.

Good health.

Great house.

And a very rude guy who she had been in love with.

Eric was first asleep after he had gotten home. He was tired from the double shifts he was pulling in his new clinic. He was bone deep tired.

Sookie walked to their bed where he had slept. He was rude, sure. But he was sweet too. Caring. And she couldn't imagine him any other way.

After a few dates when they got home, by the time it was Valentine's Day he had probed there was a difference between slobbering and kissing alright. She didn't getting any of those from him.

He had proposed on thanksgiving on her parents' house. Her parents were so happy! His brother had flown from Vancouver to meet her. They had planned to celebrate this year as they did all the other in Vancouver under the Christmas tree. But after finding the big news just a few weeks before they decided it was time to start their new tradition. Although Vancouver on New Year's Eve wasgreat tradition too.

Maybe when the baby is old enough? Eric had suggested she had nodded in agreement.

Yup. They were expecting their first born to arrive around July.

Sookie crawled inside the covers with Eric. He shifted a little giving her space then snuggling up against her.

"Hey crazy girl." His voice sleepy.

"Hey rude guy." He smiled.

"Happy new years." He kissed her softly pulling against him so they could both just fall asleep.

"Happy new year's baby."

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A/N: Forgive me for all the typos and all the other mistakes in there. As this prompt/drabble fic is written for my readers, (like I did last year with Making Cookies) everyone is welcome to send their request. And I shall do my best to write something for you guys :) Also I will try to update as frequently as possible.

Thank you for reading.