Tadaa! New chapter, a long one. Enjoy

Chapter 6

The dialing tone beeped in hear ear, and while waiting for an answer, Sookie silently scolder herself for not calling Pam earlier. Well, she´d had her hands full, but Pam would´ve been very useful in the situation. Her thoughts were put to an end as a clicking sound was heard from the other side of the line, and someone picked up.

"Pam here." Pam´s voice broke slightly. Sookie had never heard her sound like that before, she must be pretty upset. That was not strange though, Pam was probably able to feel Eric´s pain through their blood bond. She knew a maker could feel if their child was in danger, so it probably worked the other way around.

"Pam. It´s Sookie.

"I don´t have time for your shit right now Sookie." Well that was the Pam she knew, but she noted that there was a desperate undertone in the vampire´s voice. "Eric is not here, call again later."

"He is here." She was about to explain the situation further, but Pam interrupted her.

"Oh I´ll kill him! I´ve been worried sick about him and he has just been there fucking you," Pam didn´t sound angry, just relieved and Sookie felt her heart ache as she needed to ruin that for her. She didn´t even bother to get annoyed with her for assuming that she would jump in bed with Eric just like that.

"I´m sorry Pam but it´s not as you think. Eric is here, he´s badly injured and I need you to come here as fast as you can." She expected Pam to explode and bomb her with questions, but not a sound came. Pam had hung up. Sookie hoped that it meant she was on her way.

She put down the telephone and left the kitchen, and looked into the living room to check on Eric. The vampire was still lying motionless on the couch, so she decided to let herself relax for a few minutes before she had to deal with the approaching Pam. She went upstairs and changed from her wet Merlotte´s-uniform to sweatpants, a hoodie and wool socks. The damp coldness was replaced by a pleasant warmth. She had almost forgotten the wound on her wrist, it wasn´t bleeding, but she still put a large plaster on it, just in case, before going back downstairs. A long yawn escaped her, the late hour constantly making itself known. That was just one of the problems with vampires, everything happened at night, and it seriously disrupted her sleep pattern. Sookie returned to the living room and sank down in the armchair. That was a stupid thing to do, she soon realized. The soft cushions were far too comfortable, and she would fall asleep if she didn´t get up right now. But it felt so nice to sit down for awhile… surely she could just rest her eyes for a little bit…

A sharp knock on the door awoke Sookie from her slumber. Damn you armchair and your wonderful softness! She sprung to her feet and hurried over to the door and when she opened it, she was met by a real mess, coming in the form of Pam. Her normally quite blank face had a look of desperation and her carefully matched clothing was soaked wet from the rain. Well yes, it was still raining.

"Come in." Sookie hadn´t noticed before how tired she sounded, but as her voice came out, slightly crackling, she realized that she sounded pretty drowsy. Pam was inside the house and in her living room before Sookie even could react. It must be some kind of maker-child thing that made her know where Eric was. She followed Pam into her living room, where she found her kneeling beside her maker´s still body, softly stroking his pale cheek.

"What happened?" Pam´s voice lacked of every emotion and she didn´t look at Sookie as she talked.

"I don´t know." Sookie answered honestly. "I found him unconscious on the road a few hours ago. He has several deep stab wounds, one very close to the heart. I´ve dressed them all though, and let him feed of my blood." At the last part, Pam shot her a look that was a mixture of surprise and thankfulness. "He has been falling in and out of unconsciousness, and he is very weak, I think he nearly bled out." Sookie didn´t like the words that came out of her mouth. Saying it out loud made it all so very real.

"Did he tell you who attacked him?"

"I didn´t ask. He was, is, in a very bad state."

"How much blood did you give him?"

"Just a little." She sighed deeply and went to sit beside Pam. "He seems to have trouble getting it down." Pam´s jaws clenched and the anxiety in her eyes was palpable.

"Do you think…" Sookie had to brace herself for this question. The question she had been asking herself quietly through the whole night. "He´ll be okay?"

"I don't know." The answer wasn´t expected, not what she wanted to hear. She wanted to see Pam smirk and tell her that of course he would, it would only take a few hours rest."He needs to get more blood, and a lot of rest." Pam rose and bit her lip, Sookie could see a blood tear slowly make it down her pale cheek.

"No, he will be okay. He will heal." Pam then said, more to herself to Sookie. "It will take a little while, due to the blood loss, but he will heal." Sookie rose as well and Pam wiped the tear of her cheek.

"Can he stay here? I don´t want to move him for a long distant." Pam´s voice was calm again, lacking of the sadness from moments earlier. It sounded more like an order than a question Sookie felt that she hadn´t much of a choice, she would just have to continue her Samaritan duties a little while longer.

"Yes." She sighed, not being able to stop herself from feeling that over one night she had been thrust back into the world from which she so desperately had tried to escape from. "If we can put my wardrobe on the floor it will make an okay coffin. The fact that she even could come up with such a thought should´ve frightened her, but it came out as the most natural thing in the world. She smiled faintly and Pam gave a smile in return.

"Well." Pam chuckled slightly. "That would at least be safe from the sun." She glanced at her watch. "I should probably move him there now. Sun will be up in an hour or two."

"You can carry him up all by yourself?" Stupid question, Sookie thought after saying it out loud. Pam was a vampire, freakishly strong, and despite her slight size, carrying Eric up the stairs wouldn´t be a problem. Pam seemed to notice her realization and smirked. "Sugar, I could carry both of you upstairs, one on each arm."

Ten minutes later, Sookie and Pam had arranged her enormous, ancient wardrobe on the floor. It covered a large amount of the floor´s surface and all of her clothes were piled up on the bed. The room looked messy, to say the least, but would just have to be that for a little while. Since the supernatural had entered her life, with all of what it meant with maenads and werewolf-attacks, her whole house seemed to be constantly messy.

Sookie had brought most of what the house had to offer regarding thick blankets, covers and pillows and made a fluffy nest on the wardrobe´s wall, now floor. It actually looked rather inviting, she thought to herself, and it felt good knowing that Eric at least would be somewhat comfortable. She heard the creaking of floorboards as Pam approached from the stairs and soon she was to be seen in the door entrance, holding Eric in her arms in a secure embrace. Sookie couldn´t help but smile at the scene. Eric, 1000 year old Viking-vampire, lying curled up in Pam´s arms, the blond head safely resting on her shoulder and his body still wrapped in the blanket. It looked adorable.

"He won´t be happy about this when he wakes up, he hates being babied. He´ll probably kill me," Pam laughed softly as she carefully placed Eric in the fluffiness in the improvised coffin. At this movement, Eric started to stir slightly and suddenly, he opened his eyes, looking up at the two women. His frowned and blinked a few times, looking dazed.

Pam?" His voice was barely audible but Pam had no problems hearing it. She crouched down beside the wardrobe and looked down at him.

"I´m here. How do you feel? Have you healed at all?" It was truly remarkable how calm Pam was being.

Eric was silent a few seconds, trying to determine the state of his injuries. He then shook his head faintly.

"I don´t think so. What´s wrong with me?" He sounded frustrated. Sookie guessed that vampires weren´t used to being injured for longer periods. And she knew for a fact that Eric hated appearing weak and vulnerable.

"You haven´t taken care of yourself that´s what wrong." Pam scolded gently. She probably would have given him a real tell of if it weren´t for his sad appearance. "You haven´t eaten or slept properly in a month."

Sookie felt how a new eerie feeling started to spread in her body. A month. A month ago, she had thrown him out of her house and told him she never wanted to see him again… But it couldn´t have anything to do with that, could it? Eric was a coldhearted vampire… he wouldn´t care that much. Would he?

"If you just could feed you´ll be fine in a couple of days." Pam didn´t notice the confusion and nervousness that clouded Sookie´s face. She glanced at her watch and cursed silently, only an hour to sunrise. "I need to leave, but first you will have to tell who attacked you." "So that I can crush every bone in his body." She added in her mind.

Eric started to tell her about the attack in the woods, and at this, Sookie snapped out of her thoughts. This was what had gnawed in the back of her mind since she found him on the road hours earlier. Eric intentionally left out the part of the story where he had just been sitting pathetically sad under a tree. He wouldn´t admit that emotional breakdown to anyone. Ever. "And the next thing I remember was waking up in Sookie´s couch." He finished off and Pam got to her feet. She said something in Swedish and gave him a reassuring smile. Eric gave a crooked one in return.

"Sookie, a quick word please." Pam walked towards the door, expecting Sookie to follow. As the two women left the room, Eric mumbled, "I won´t even ask how you got me into this fucking wardrobe Pamela." Pam smirked and rolled her eyes as she closed the door. Sookie was just about to start asking questions, but Pam shook her head, pointing at the bedroom door. Of course, Eric would hear them if they talked here, and Pam didn´t want to give him more things to worry about. Pam took the lead down the stairs and Sookie followed. She didn´t stop until she reached the hall, where she could be sure the barely awake Eric wouldn´t hear them.

"What did you mean by "you haven´t eaten or slept properly in a month?" Sookie could finally ask. She desperately hoped that the answer would be something in style with: it has been hectic at Fangtasia, or: many problems in the area.

Pam sighed, seemingly frustrated. "You really have no idea do you?"

"What?" Sookie felt stupid and she could see how Pam´s anger grew.

"You really have no idea what you are doing to him!" The vampire spat. "You only ever think of yourself and your problems. Eric has risked everything for you, and you just pushed him away!"

"Pam, that´s not fair!" Sookie made an attempt to interrupt.

"Oh we´re going to talk about what´s fair now, are we?" Pam was shouting now, all of the anxiety she felt for her maker finally getting outlet. "Is it fair that after all he has done for you, you just turns on him, all because of that fucking idiot Compton? Eric doesn´t sleep, he doesn't eat, and it´s all your fault! You are killing him without even noticing!"

"What? I-I didn´t know," Sookie was too shocked to think straight. There was too many feelings and thoughts in her mind, so many things she wanted to say, but she couldn´t seem to get anything out… she just shook her head in a disbelieving gesture.

"Of course you didn´t." Pam took a deep, unneeded breath to calm herself, taking control of her emotions again. "You need to be more careful with how you handle peoples´ emotions. As you may have noticed, Eric is not at his best when being consumed by depression. Now," she leaved that topic behind, knowing that she needed to leave in order to get home before dawn. "I will look in to who the attacker may have been, your job for now will be to just keep him safe until he is healed." Pam didn´t wait for any kind of respond, she just opened the door and stepped out in the night. "Oh and Sookie. Make sure he feeds, True Blood or real blood, just something. I will be back at sunset." And suddenly, she was gone, leaving the overwhelmed Sookie standing in the hall.

I was a bit mean to Sookie in this chapter, at least in the end. She didn´t get to defend herself against Pam´s wrath, poor girl. I guess Pam is being a little unfair, but I felt like someone had to shake her up a little, so that she can start understanding stuff. Oh and of course, someone should shake Eric a little to, since he´s kinda stubborn himself, but at the moment I just feel sorry for him, so I´ll leave him alone for now. Very well, I hope you liked it and I also hope that you will... oh what do you think? review of course :)