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CHAPTER 2 List Item 1
SPOV
Sookie woke up at 9 am on the dot to knocking at the door, again. This had been going on all week. At least tomorrow was Sunday and nobody delivered on Sunday. She could finally sleep in.
She was beyond pissed at Eric. Every single day, at least 5 big boxes where delivered. All filled with clothes. They all had notes that she guessed he thought were sweet, but they where kind of insulting in her eyes. She opened the envelope with the beautiful script
To My Sookie,
Here are some more clothes to replace your Togs you have now.
Although I do prefer you in your birthday suit
always
Master E
She took the boxes to the spare room, where she had been storing the rest, went to get her coffee, and awaited for the rest of the deliveries. This had been the routine all week. First, the boxes of clothes, then the flowers would come, and last would be the household items. Although, she did want to keep the kitchen items they where really nice, but she was not going to allow him to redesign her house or wardrobe.
She tried to call him and give him a piece of her mind on the second day the packages started, but he was unavailable this week as he had an emergency trip to New Orleans. Which was another issue she had; how could he leave town for a week and not once contact her? He was not in any distress the bond told her that. Except the occasional anger she felt, everything was fine for him at least. She had talked to Pam who told her where he was. Pam said that Eric told her he would take care of telling her so she did not call Sookie and tell her. Sookie was livid by the end of the week. She didn't even want to see him at this point.
EPOV
Eric had no idea why Sookie would not answer her damn phone. It always went to voice mail. She even changed the voice mail to a generic one that just said her name, nothing more. He was worried at first, so on the second day he told Pam to go over and make sure Sookie was alright. He could feel she was irritated through the bond. Pam called that night and said that she had a bad day at work, but other then that Sookie was safe, healthy, and happily tucked into her bed. Pam also stated that the fellowship bitch that worked with Sookie was at it again and Sookie said it angered her.
Eric was upset that he could not be there to comfort his wife. He also knew that is probably the reason she was not answering her phone, other then the occasional text saying 'stressful day' or 'really tired talk tomorrow'. He was stuck at this stupid area audit Victor had summoned him to. He was sure it would only be a week long. Now, it was taking longer then he thought. It was bad enough he had to sit through the other areas audits, to begin with. Then when his area was up, half of his records had not been sent. Madden had insisted that Eric stay while Pam sent them, which would have to wait until Monday. So now, he had to wait in the gouty palace even longer. All he could do was sit and think about how ridiculous Sookie was being. To make things even worse, Victor would make sure that Eric was present for all the "dinner times".He kept trying to tempt Eric with beauty and rare blood types, but Eric knew it was just so Victor could report it to Sookie some how.
Pam's POV
A WEEK EARLIER...
Pam couldn't have planned it any better. After her little talk with Sookie she knew what she could do to wedge the happy little couple apart. She arrived at the club around 2:30 in the morning to an irritated Eric.
"Madden called tonight."
"Really ?"
"Decastro is having a state wide audit. All sheriffs are required to attend."
"Shall I pack for us?"
"No, you will stay to keep an eye on everything. That includes Sookie. I need to have you pull the records, have Maxwell load them into my car. I am going to get a blood."
"Yes master"
Though Pam hated Madden and Decastro for this, it would work out well for her plan. She noticed Eric left his phone sitting on his desk. She quickly grabbed it, scrolled to Sookies numbers, and changed them to two of her disposable numbers. One for Sookies home and one for her cell. Then she pulled half the records of their area. She new that Eric would not get into trouble that his underling messed up in loading the records. They would just have to be sent to him, which would cause a slight delay in his return. After she told Maxwell what to load she rushed into her office to reprogram her disposable cells voice mails.
"Pamela, is all taken care of?"
"Of course, should I tell Sookie where you are tomorrow?"
"No, I will call her myself when I rise. If she hears it from anybody else she will not take it well."
Pam rolled her eyes as Eric left. That statement proved to her that what she was doing was the right thing. Since when did her master, this Viking God, care what a little bloodbag got upset about. He always had her contact the telepath. She refused to have a pussy whipped master.
Yes, this was right she thought. Now she had some shopping to do.
A/N : Please let me know what you think. Is Pam doing the right thing?
