Of Telepath and Vampire Born Chapter 6
Just a short chapter guys. Basically a little passage of time technique. Covers a couple of things, but I wanted to move the story along a little so I popped this in there. There are some serious plot twists afoot so prepare yourselves. Will be writing a longer chapter soon so may take a couple of days to update. But keep reading and reviewing. Check out some of my other stuff in the meantime. Thanks again for all the support and reviews! They are making me very pleased.
The scent of summer was in the air. The trees were bristling with it; swaying in the warm breeze. There was the smell of freshly mown grasp lingering and everything seemed fresh and alive.
Sookie sat on the old porch swing, slowly swaying with the breeze. The creaking of the rusty chains and the strained wood were oddly relaxing. One hand rested on her belly. In her other hand she held Bill's gift; a baby's rattle. The babies were doing the rumba and Sookie felt slightly nauseous as they kicked up a storm.
It was obvious that the rattle was an antique. Perhaps it had belonged to Bill's children. She felt a softness towards Bill then. He'd given her the gift still not knowing if he was the father or not. She wondered if he'd intended it as a gesture, an indication that he wanted to make amends with her. And was she ready to make amends?
The days had been blurring since the baby shower. Each one rolled into the next, despite being full of changes and wonders. With every passing day Sookie felt her body growing, accommodating the life within her. Her sonograms showed two strong, healthy boys that were growing at an exponential rate. She would have to go back to Ludwig soon. Agram was already perplexed at the speed and progression of her pregnancy. There was no way Sookie could explain to the good old doctor that she was having vampire babies.
And speaking of vampires, Sookie couldn't help the tiny thrill that coursed through her at the thought of Eric. The Viking had been most attentive. Sookie realised that she was finally accepting him as a part of this whole thing. Despite the trust issues she'd had, Eric had been adamant about proving to her that he was going to stand by her. And so far he'd been true to his word.
His time in Bon Temps had increased dramatically, until he was staying with Sookie nearly every night. On the nights that he had business, or had to be at Fangtasia, Eric would send Pam to keep her company. And he would always manage to see her before day break, even if it meant that he would spend the night in her hidey hole.
Pam had been great, much to Sookie's surprise. The vampire was hilarious with her tales, her sarcasm and pragmatic attitude. She'd had Sookie terrified with her graphic descriptions of child birth and had her laughing out loud the next instant when she described Eric's face when she'd told him the same thing.
Yes, Sookie thought to herself. Pam had become a good friend, as strange as that seemed. And she was beginning to feel that she really could make this work with Eric. After all, they were going to be parents. The thought still made Sookie smile. Parents. She was going to be mum. How weird did that sound?
As the sun drifted slowly across the backyard, Sookie started to think about a nursery. She hadn't talked with Eric about it. She wasn't sure if interior decorating was his thing. And the fact of where she would live was also becoming a much debated topic. She wanted to stay in Bon Temps, Eric wanted her in Shreveport. Once again, neither was budging. But this was one argument (as if they all weren't) that Sookie was planning on winning. Her family, what there was of it, was here. And her friends. She didn't know anyone in Shreveport apart from Eric and Pam. And she wasn't planning on only keeping vampire company.
She could convert her old room. It was bright and airy and with a goat of paint it would be wonderful as a nursery. And there would be plenty of room for two boys to make a mess and get up to all sorts of nonsense. She found herself grinning again, thinking about her boys.
It was hard to imagine this giant bulge growing off the front of her as two little people. Two people who were going to grow and learn and have lives and personalities. Two little people who were going to call her mum and who would have their father, despite his condition.
The sun was growing lower in the sky, nearing dusk. Sookie was surprised that she had been sitting there for so long. These days her legs got tired quicker and she felt herself getting tired more frequently. Even Sam had started to frown when she insisted on continuing to work. For once her boss and her lover were seeing eye to eye. And secretly, Sookie was starting to agree with them. Maybe she would talk to Sam in a day or two.
Despite her exhaustion, Sookie's hormones had certainly taken a turn for the better. She was hungry and horny pretty much all day, every day. And Eric was definitely not complaining. Now that he knew how to make love to her without hurting his boys he was at her any chance he got. And that was half as much as Sookie would have liked. She did worry though, that soon she would be too big even for Agram's positions. She could only hope that her amorousness would die off the closer she got to the big bang, as Pam delightfully put it.
She shivered slightly as the breeze turned chilling, the sun slowly sinking below the horizon. As she was wrapping her arms around herself she felt someone deposit a blanket over her shoulders. Without turning she knew who it was. The swing groaned as Eric deposited his large frame onto it, causing a swinging motion that sent the babies off once more. Sookie's hand tried to sooth them.
Eric reached out his large hand to cover her belly, stroking gently. His eyes were fixed on his actions, watching the slight movements as one of the babies booted hard. His eyes were whimsical, pleased.
Sookie took in his features, his lips, his eyes, his brow. Would her sons look like their father? Would they be as handsome as he? Would they have blonde hair and blue eyes and be tall and strong? Or would they be more like her? Brown eyes and a shorter, stockier Stackhouse build. It was fun to imagine. Especially if they would be identical. That would definitely cause a challenge. A fun challenge, but definitely a challenge.
She realised that they hadn't talked names yet. Was that going to be another argument? She chuckled to herself, causing Eric to give her a curious look. He didn't say anything though, knowing that Sookie was merely musing. He was content to sit there with her, feeling his sons move beneath his hand.
They sat there together, enjoying the quiet, watching the moon rise over the woods. There was still a little voice in the back of Sookie's head, wondering how long it was before vampire business would rear its ugly head again and cause all sorts of trouble. After all, it was what had gotten her into this situation. But whether it was God smiling down on her and allowing her this short reprieve, or that Eric had been making a very concerted effort to keep the supernatural world from her, Sookie was happy to be left out of the dangerous side of Eric's life.
But how long it would last for was anyone's guess.
So, there was a nice fluffy little piece. I think Eric may be becoming domesticated. Oh dear. But is he really, or is this all a show? And are they going to choose some names for these dear boys? Is that a conversation they need to have, or something that is just going to happen?
PS: I have done a little research for this story, as so many people got up in arms during Choices Left to Us (even though I did research for that one too). It can be very hard to determine if twins are identical or fraternal while they are still in the womb. Sometimes identical twins share a womb sac, while other times they have separate ones. And the same goes for fraternal. So at this point Sookie doesn't know what she's having, except that there are two of them, and they are boys. She's just going to have to wait and see what comes out.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed it. Keep hanging on for the next bit and remember to REVIEW!