As soon as my child arose she rushed into my sleep chamber having felt my anger the moment the dark magic reanimated her body.
Having finally gotten use to knocking before entering since Sookie had become a permanent part of my home in her hurry she knocked but opened the door at the same time not waiting for a response from inside the room.
Her eyes widened as she took in the state of my sleep chamber. Scanning around the room her eyes spied the broken bed posts and lamps roaming to the cracked drywall and the bent light tight shutters that would no longer open remotely.
Her nose twitched as her keen sense of smell detected the blood on the wall in the indention resembling the shape of my lovers head.
"Fucking hell Eric do not tell me you finally fucked the little fairy to death. If the room is in this kind of condition after just having redecorated what condition is she in? I always suspected the little southern Belle liked it a little rough but don't you think you two went overboard?" She said in her sarcastic tone.
When her eyes landed on the bed sheets she began to question the safety of Sookie.
"Eric did you kill her or are you just a very messy eater? I hope you gave her some of your blood to replace the amount you two wasted in here last night."
"Get the fuck out Pam. Now! Never speak her name in my presence again. As your master I command you."
Never having been the kind to use a makers command on Pam with any frequency she knew that something very serious had taken place in here last night.
However not being able to disobey the command I gave her she quickly left my sleep chambers and later I heard her in the kitchen upstairs warming a True Blood.
After having showered Sookie's blood from my body I went upstairs to drink a bottle of the vile tasting stuff for my dinner too.
When I sat down on the living room sofa after grimacing at the first taste from the bottle my child interrupted my thoughts.
"Eric what have you done to my favorite breather? Why was she not here when we woke for the night?"
"My child I want you to call in a crew tonight and redecorate my sleep chamber make sure to get every bit of that whore's stench out before I go to rest at dawn."
"Eric what happened… you love her? Master in all our years together since you made me a vampire never have I known you to be as happy as when you were with her."
"Pam she betrayed me! The bitch fucked another and she is pregnant with his child yet she tried to convince me that it was my seed growing in her womb. Vampires can not pro create like humans Pamela."
"What!"
I could tell from the bond that my child was just as angry as I was thinking the fairy had been unfaithful to me.
"The hobbit doctor confirmed it last night Pam. I tried to kill her last night…drain her dry but I see I must not have tried hard enough because when I awoke instead of finding her cold dead body next to me I found her gone. I don't know how…she always was a lucky bitch but this time her luck has run out."
"Oh Christ…are you sure Eric?"
"Yes Pam. By the way you can go ahead and say I told you so. You told me not to trust her…you questioned what I saw in a dumb barmaid from the backwoods from the start. Thank you my child for trying to look out for me when I refused to listen."
Seeing no point to questioning her master any further she got up to head off to work but not without saying one last thing.
"Master did you take the life of the child inside of her?"
"Yes Pam I did however I failed to take hers as I intended to do. However, as soon as I arrive at her beloved Gran's farm house tonight I will finish what I started…successfully this time. You know my child I should have let Compton keep her. I am sure after he had finished with her the Queen would have still found some use for her in her court. If nothing else she would have served as a passable gift to visiting monarchs."
"Eric you know she will never forgive you for killing the child that grew inside of her no matter who the father was."
"Enough Pam! I am late for a date in Bon Temps. Go to work I will check in later."
Pam silently left the house with a lot of unanswered questions distracting her concentration that evening. Questions she may never have answers too but she hoped for Sookie's sake that she had went somewhere other than Bon Temps.
Pam left Eric's side shortly after she learned Eric had not found Sookie that night. Really Pam didn't have a choice in the matter. In the years that followed after she left his side for good from everything she heard he continued to grow more unbearable.
Keeping staff at the King's HQ became like a revolving door. They were leaving his employ faster than his people could hire them. Profits at Fangtasia bottomed out almost causing them to close the doors for good. That's when Pam said enough and signed her half of the once lucrative bar over to Eric and walked away taking her child with her.
She traveled around for a few years offering her management skills gained from running Fangtasia as a means to entering various vampire social circles.
But now she found herself back in Louisiana after an early morning call. Her master had finally hit rock bottom and ask for her help to climb out of the hole he had dug himself into.
Once upon a time in Eric's undead life he had many he could have called upon to aid him however his angry outbursts and blatant abuse of humans wiped out most of those connections for him. So now he had no one.
Agreeing to come back to his side even with her help as hard as he tried Eric couldn't seem to find the center point within him self enabling him to restore his former reputation. But Pam had met someone who might have some answers and she was only a phone call away.
Pulling out her cell phone she dialed the number to a friend she had made during the time her and Eric were apart.
"Emily…how are you my friend?"
"Doing well Pamela what is it you need from me or am I wrong to assume this is more than just a social call?"
"You know me well Em. I am calling to see if you would loan me a specific book from your vast library? The one on fairy folklore."
"Consider it on loan Pam. Are you and your master having trouble with fairies in your area?"
"No nothing like that. I just want to catch up on my reading in my spare time and found it to be an interesting subject."
"Very well my friend. If there is nothing else I can do for you this fine evening duty calls."
"Yes for me too good night Emily."
"Good night Pam. I look forward to seeing you again it has been too long."
With that said the line went dead just as she pulled into her parking space at Fangtasia to begin her evening of enthralling the vermin.
Two nights later having received the book overnight she finally had time to review the information inside due to the closing of Fangtasia on Monday nights.
As she read the lines from the page her mind began to comprehend the answer that had elude both Sookie and Eric that faithful night.
Fae that loveth from the heart may bring forth life from their spark. When joined in union and love returned the hearts desire is then earned.
Jumping up from the bed with the book still in her hand she rushed to her master's home although she only had one hour to take cover from the rays of the morning sun.
Rushing into Eric's room interrupting his nightly romp with the new fang banger flavor of the day she began to explain to him how it was possible for the child that had been growing inside of his wife to be in fact, their child, conceived in love, which Eric was the father of.
Not believing her words she shoved the book under his nose to read for himself. As his eyes scanned the ancient words on the page his long dead heart thumped twice in his chest when he realized the grievous error he had committed on his Sookie.
He sent the foul tasting vermin on her way shoving her out the front door half dressed.
Blood red tears ran down his face in sorrow. He felt like he was being turned inside out at the mere thought of taking the life of his own child that had been growing inside his lover's body.
It had taken him years to get past the anger and the feelings of betrayal he had harbored in his heart for her that night. And finally he had been able to recall all the physical things he had done to her body in retribution for giving what was his to another.
Thinking of it now the shame welled up inside of him. A feeling of remorse so great even his large shoulders could not carry the weight of it and he wished to meet the sun as his maker had once done.
Feeling this within their bond Pam grasp at anything that would give her master a reason to continue existing in this world.
"Master if you could find her and show this to her maybe then she could forgive you for your mistake. You know she always had a kind and forgiving heart master…and now it is you whom needs her forgiveness."
"Pamela our bond was broken years ago when I woke up to find myself alone that night so long ago. At first I thought she had just closed it off to keep me from finding her although I don't know how she did it. About a year after she was gone I was awoken from my rest with an intense pain from the bond truly breaking this time.
I know she did not do it all by herself however, my search was fruitless for any one who had aided her in finally breaking it."
"I realized too late that I had underestimated her survival skills. I no longer know if she is still alive although I highly doubt it considering she always found her self in deadly situations constantly."
"I have some friends that might be able to find her master. Would you wish for me to call in a few debts owed?"
"No! Pamela…if she is still alive leave her alone she has suffered enough by my own hands. I realize now I hurt her worse than Compton ever did and for that I am sorry. Sometimes my child one can never make right what they have done wrong. Only by meeting the true death can some things be once again put on an equal balance in this life."
After that night my master changed.
He resigned from his position as King of Louisiana. He was offered his old position of Sheriff of Area 5 by the council but he rejected that too.
He signed over his beloved Fangtasia to me saying he only wished to put in his time enthralling the vermin publically and nothing more.
The line of fang bangers who had shared his bed became non existent once again. Although he left his home nightly to feed the vibrant Viking vampire was gone replaced by a guilt ridden remorseful soul who led a lonely existence night after night.