A/N: Morrigan28 thought it would be great if Pam showed up on the war-path. Well, so did I and here she is. This chapter hops back and forth between Sookie and Eric's POV a bit. It's necessary and hopefully not too confusing. A huge fricking thank you to my love, Suaru-chan. I'm telling you, she helped me get this done because I was at a loss. She's the awesomest! (Yes, I know that's not a word, LOL) xoxo

Sookie POV

After the night Eric and I had, I was set to take on anything. I roll over to see him still sound asleep next to me. I don't want to wake him but Gran is already up so I know breakfast will be ready soon. I stretch to work out the kinks in my sore body and Eric pulls me into him. I guess he wasn't asleep like I thought. He kisses me softly on the mouth before rolling out of bed. I take a moment to admire the gorgeous man in front of me. We know each other well enough that just one glance conveys all we're feeling. He leans over me, kissing me on the forehead, before pulling on his pants and gathering his things for the bathroom. He leaves to get showered and I climb out of bed to start packing. The door to my bedroom isn't closed all the way and the sound of running water from the shower takes me back to last night.

We walked silently to the hall bathroom, no words needed to be said. The look on Eric's face told me all I needed to know. He wanted me. Me and no one else. The light flicked on with an audible click and I laughed. Eric jumped. He was surprised by the sound. I guess I hadn't laughed in quite a while. I pulled him to me so I could close the door behind us. I was pretty sure Gran was out for the night but I didn't want to chance her walking into the hall to see what was going on. Eric quickly divested me of my clothing while I tried to get the shower going.

"Eager are we?" I asked him.

"Always for you, lover."

"Kiss me."

He traced my lips with his finger before brushing them with his in a tender kiss. His tongue ran along my bottom lip and I gripped his shoulders tighter as he pulled me to him, deepening the kiss. I ran my hands up his neck into his hair, tugging just the way he likes. He groaned into my mouth and pulled my bottom lip in between his teeth. He nibbled his way down my chin, my neck, over to my shoulder. He reached out to turn on the shower and the steam billowed out around us in a matter of minutes. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it to the floor. I attacked the button of his jeans and we both pushed them down his legs. He grabbed the sides of my face, pulling me into another toe-curling kiss. A moan crossed my lips and he grunted, picking me up and stepping us into the shower.

The warm water shocked me when it hit me and I arched my back, pushing my breasts into Eric's torso. He groaned and continued kissing his way down my neck to my breasts. Taking one nipple into his mouth, he rolled his tongue around it, flicking at the hardened nub. I gripped his hair again, harder that time, holding his head in place. He dropped a hand from my leg and snaked it up my thigh. I didn't want him to stop.

"Oh, Eric, yes… I missed you so much."

"Don't ever leave me again, Sookie."

"Never..."

I couldn't utter but a single word in reply because he slid into me, filling me completely and my breath caught in my throat. With each thrust he claimed me. His hands dug into my hips and mine into his back. I held on for dear life because he was sliding in and out of me hard and fast. Our moans and grunts turned into chants of our love for one another. Eric's were in Swedish, French and Spanish. I don't think he realized he was speaking anything other than English. The moment he lifted my leg to go deeper, I lost it. I think whatever I screamed wasn't English at all, but it didn't matter. We held onto one another as we both came down from our release and knew all was right with the world.

The knock on the bedroom door pulls me from my reverie.

"Sookie, breakfast is ready. Let Eric know will you? I'm setting the table in the dining room for five."

"Okay, Gran. We'll be right there."

Last night was magic. I can't even get over how great it felt to be held by Eric again, to be kissed and touched. He always knows the things to do to drive me crazy. How stupid have I been? How could I have run away from him like I did? I got scared. I've never had a relationship like the one I have with Eric. He means so much to me that I can't… I won't be able to function should something happen between us. I need him so much, but he's only one man. He gets pulled in so many different directions that I only get one tiny piece of him to myself. I think I expressed that to him last night after our shower and repeated lovemaking sessions throughout the night. So, I'm packing my things. I'm pushing my insecurities aside knowing that Eric wants me. He needs me as much as I need him. I may have to share him and that's okay. I can do it. As long as I know he's mine and I am his. We talked about getting a house together. A place of our own. I wonder if Eric would want to get a dog?

Eric POV

I can't believe she's packing her bags. I thought for sure I'd have to work a hell of a lot harder than I did to get her to come to her senses. This is what I wanted. Last night is what I needed. We reconnected, we talked, we loved one another. It was everything it should have been. And now she's packing her things to come home with me. To my home.

Our home.

I know her issues, I know things may be hard for her at first, but we'll work through them. We'll get past the difficult stuff because we love each other enough. I take a glance at myself in the mirror and cringe. My eye is still puffy, but it doesn't look nearly as bad as it did yesterday. My hand still hurts like a mother. I only regret my actions because Sookie could have gotten hurt in the process. I needed to let off some steam and Alcide was just the outlet I used to do it.

I step out of the bathroom and hear Sookie talking to someone. I peek around the doorjamb to see Pam. When the fuck did she get here? I know she's seen me so I pull my tee shirt over my head and go to face my doom.

Walking out to the living room, I stop just before I can get to the foyer because Pam explodes off the couch and gets right in my face. This is not how I saw this morning going. Before I can say good morning, she starts in on me about this and that.

"... I get this cryptic message from you and now I show up to see your face is a mess. What the hell were you thinking?" She turns to Sookie with narrowed eyes and sneers. "Thanks a lot Sookie for taking care of your man. I swear if he didn't love you I'd—"

"You'd what, Pam? Don't ever think you can threaten Sookie. If you're upset with me, be upset with me. This isn't her fault."

She hasn't taken her eyes off Sookie. I step into her line of sight to get her to look at me. She turns to face me but not before glaring at Sookie like she's gum stuck to the bottom of her shoe.

"The fuck it isn't. You wouldn't be here had she not run away. Don't think I don't know what's going on here. You need to pull your head out of your ass and come back to L.A., like now. I can't take this stress and I sure don't get paid enough to deal with it. Your love life is not my priority. You are, and I need you to come back with me―tonight."

"I'm not going back without Sookie, so you'll have to deal."

"I figured as much. Are you coming back Princess? Do I have to beg?" She asks with a pout and her hands folded in front of her like she's… begging.

"Cut the dramatics, Pam!"

"It's okay, Eric. No, Pam, you don't have to beg. Eric and I talked last night and I'm going back with him. As a matter of fact, I just finished packing my bags. I want to be with him and I know that means taking everything that comes along with his career, too. Right baby?"

"That's right my love. We'll be okay as long as you talk to me and let me know how you're feeling."

"Aww... isn't that precious. I'm so glad we got that all cleared up. Now, what is that heavenly aroma? I'm starving."

"Breakfast is ready if you'd care to join us, Pam. The dining room's right this way." I hold out my hand like the gentleman I am, to point her in the right direction. Sookie glances over at me and rolls her eyes. I stifle a chuckle and she jabs me in the ribs. I grab my side and feign being hurt, although I am still sore from yesterday's activities. This is definitely going to be an interesting morning.

Sookie POV

Once we get into the dining room, Eric pulls me to him and holds me close. I poke my head under his arm and blow a raspberry at Pam. It's childish, I know, but she's such a bitch. And she deserves it. Someone knocks on the door and I hear Gran moving toward the living room to see who it is. I have no idea who it is, but they can't be someone who comes by very often since they're using the front door.

Gran comes back to the dining room with a package for me and Jason strolls in through the kitchen with a biscuit in hand. I swear he just can't wait to eat. I'm surprised I didn't hear his truck roaring as he pulled up to the house. He gives Gran a hug and she snatches the biscuit away from him. With that distraction out of the way, he looks around the room and stares right past me to my arch nemesis. As soon as he spots Pam, his eyes light up and he pulls at his belt buckle as if that makes him appear more attractive. I roll my eyes and shove my package under my seat.

"Well, well… who's this pretty lady here?"

"Good mornin', Jase. Nice to see you, Jase. Oh, we're doin' fine, thanks so much for askin'." I start dropping my g's whenever Jason pisses me off. He always knows how to bring it out of me.

"Sorry Sook, but you know how I get when I see something I like." He winks at her and she winks back. What. The. Hell?

"I'm Pam, Eric's publicist and ass-kicker."

"Well it's nice to meet you. I'm this rude girl's older brother, Jason."

I turn to look at Eric and his face mirrors mine. Shock. Horror. Awe. Gran walks back into the kitchen, laughing the whole way. I get up to join her and help her set some of the food out on the table. She's definitely outdone herself this time. Biscuits, sausage, eggs, grits, jam and she's still making something else. How many people did she think were coming to breakfast? My stomach growls just looking at everything. Eric comes into the kitchen looking for the coffee pot. I point him in the direction of the carafe and he fills it before bringing it to the dining room table. Jason and Pam are huddled at their end of the table gabbing away and piling food onto their plates. I bet neither one of them said grace. Typical.

I look over at Eric and he smirks. We shrug and dig into the biscuits Gran's just put on the table. Someone else knocks on the door and I get up to answer it. I have to get away from Pam's evil glare. I swear if she had laser beams shooting out of her eyes I'd be toast by now. I'm not prepared for this day at all.

"Good morning, sweetheart. Don't you look as lovely as a summer day?"

"What do you want, Bill? I thought you understood that you shouldn't show your face here again?"

"I didn't get that impression from Adele. Is she here? I'm sure she'd welcome me in with open arms. I'm not so sure about your southern hospitality, young lady. You've been out in the big city for too long."

"You son of a―"

I feel someone grip my shoulder. "Well good morning Mr. Compton. Won't you come in and join us for some breakfast?" Gran.

"I'd be delighted. Thank you, Adele."

"Oh, you know it's no problem. You'll have to excuse Sookie this morning. She's a bit of a grump but it's not her fault. But don't you be hassling her either or I'll promptly throw you out on your tail."

"Yes ma'am." Bill smiles sweetly but as soon as Gran has her back turned he rolls his eyes as if to say her warning doesn't scare him.

I narrow mine at him and flip him the bird. He walks past me, a finger grazing my arm as he makes his way toward the others. I slam the door shut behind him, stomping all the way back to the table. Gran leads Bill into the dining room and he sits down right across from me. Of course he would. He smiles at everyone, says hello and glares at Eric like he's riddled with leprosy. This should be interesting. Having Bill so close to me makes my skin crawl. I should tell Eric he touched my arm just to see what he does. But I don't. I've seen enough fights for one week.

Gran shoots me a look before heading back into the kitchen. It's her "You be nice or else" look and I bite my tongue. Bill and I never really hung out that much when we were younger, but he always seemed to show up wherever I happened to be. Just like this morning. I'm not sure how he managed it, but he did. I had an inkling to ask him about it but I didn't get the chance to say anything. Bill looks across the table at me, practically leering. I can almost anticipate what he's going to say, but it's worse than I thought.

"You have quite the lovely tan, Sookie. I take it you had time to lay out in the yard since you've been back." His eyes slowly graze over my neck down to my breasts and I instantly regret wearing a tank top.

I chance a glance at Eric already knowing he's staring daggers into Bill.

Yup. Eric glowers at Bill, lips pulled back so his teeth are bared in a snarl. "Ge fan i att glo. Du kan bara drömma om att få se henne het och vrida sig av vällust."

I have no idea what he's saying but I feel the need to both be grateful and hit him for being possessive of me. I'm sure it was a threat of some sort.

"Jason, you and your sister come help me get the rest of this food from the kitchen!" Gran yell. She doesn't need help. We're in for a lecture. Jason gives me a look before sighing and getting up from the table. She gives me a pointed gaze as soon as I step into view. I walk over to her and wait patiently for whatever she has to say.

"Sookie, I know you don't want Bill here, but you will be cordial. It's how I raised you. Jason Stackhouse, you will stop flirting with that woman at my dining room table or so help me...!"

"Yes ma'am," we say in unison. Jason rolls his eyes thinking Gran doesn't see him. I have to stifle my laughter when the "whack" of her hand against the back of his head catches me off guard.

"I may be old, but I ain't blind. Now here, carry these pancakes to the table."

Jason rubs the back of his head but doesn't say a word. Once we get back to the dining room, I can't stop the snicker that slips through my lips and Jason glares at me.

"What? If she'd done that to me you would have laughed in my face," I tell him.

I poke my tongue out at him. I didn't notice before but the tension in the room has escalated. Eric's gripping the edge of the table so hard his knuckles are white, Bill has a creepy smirk on his face, and Pam, well… she looks bored. Before I can ask what's going on, Gran comes to sit down with a plate of bacon. Bacon too? We all dig in and conversation ceases for a minute or two.

"So, Eric, you're some kind of actor or something?" Bill asks.

"Or something? Where do you live, under a fucking rock?"

"Pam!" I yell.

"Ms. Ravenscroft, I'm not sure how you were taught to behave at a table, but in my house, you will watch your language." I really want to laugh. The look on Pam's face is priceless. She got her first reaming out by Gran and I'm a witness. Dammit! Where's my camera when I need it?

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Stackhouse."

"That's okay, dear. You're allowed one time. But that's it. And please, call me Adele." Jason reaches across the table to pat Pam's hand in reassurance. I roll my eyes.

KnockKnockKnock!

Now who could that be? I look over at Jason and he shrugs. Gran moves to get the door, but I rush out of the room before she can slide her chair back.

Alcide.

"What are you doing here?"

"Morning, Sookie. I wanted to drop by and apologize for my behavior last night. I shouldn't have acted the way I did and well, I'm sorry."

You could have knocked me over with a feather. Not only was he apologizing, but he seemed sincere. He looked worse than Eric, that's for sure. His left eye is swollen shut and purple, and his bottom lip is split right down the middle. I feel like this is all my fault and I reach out to him to invite him in. He did apologize after all, but it's not me he needs to apologize to.

"I accept your apology, Alcide, but you should also apologize to Eric." His eyes widen at the mention of Eric's name.

"Is he here?" I nod. "Maybe some other time then, Sook. I should get going." Hmm…

"You sure don't want to come in for a cup of coffee or a biscuit?" I was fucking with him and he didn't even know it.

"No, I'm sure. Tell your Gran hi for me—" I shut the door in his face before he can even finish his sentence. One down, one more to go. Everyone turns their attention to me as I walk into the room.

"Who was that dear?" Gran asks.

"Oh, it was just Alcide."

"Alcide Herveaux? Man I ought to go kick his butt for showing up here after that stunt he pulled last night."

"It's not necessary, Jason. He just dropped by to apologize for starting a fight with Eric."

"Wait, the guy who did this to Eric's face is here?" Pam bolts from her seat faster than I can blink. She flies out the door and the next thing I hear is Alcide yelling through the open door.

"You bitch! FUCK!"

Pam saunters back into the dining room, sits in her chair and folds her hands on her lap. She looks like the cat that ate the canary.

"Pam, what'd you do?" Eric asks.

"Oh nothing. Just my job."

"Pam!" She rolls her eyes at Eric.

"He deserved it."

"What. Did. You. Do?" Eric asks again biting out each word. We're all chomping at the bit and she just smiles, twirling her hair around her finger.

"I kicked him in the baby makers. Twice."

"Ouch!" Jason exclaims, clutching at his pants for added effect.

Gran laughs. I haven't heard her laugh so loud in a long time. The woman who doesn't like violence is cracking up after Pam admits to kicking Alcide in the nuts. There's no lecture, no scolding, just laughter. She's holding her side and slapping the table. I figure I can as well and let it rip. Eric gets up from the table and heads outside. I don't know what he's going to do but I'm laughing so hard I can't find it in me to care. Bill shakes his head in disapproval while trying to hide his smirk. Eric comes back awhile later and sits quietly to the table. He doesn't even look at me when I kick his foot to get his attention. Guess I'll have to wait until later to find out the deets. Gran clears the dishes from the table and Eric stands to help her. Once they leave the room I turn to Bill to ask him to leave. But, Pam beats me to the punch.

"So Bill, Eric tells me you used to stalk Sookie as a teenager?"

Jason looks up from his plate and looks to Bill for his answer.

"What? Sookie, you don't believe that do you? Who is this woman anyway?" Bill asks.

"That shit better not be true or I'll kick your ass, Bill Comption. Gran ain't in the room now." Gotta love my big brother.

"I'd like to know the answer to that myself, Bill. How do you know I lay out in the yard to tan? I do that in the back where no one can see." His face blanches.

"Well, I... uh, um..." He stammers. Jason slides his chair over, and leans into Bill's chair getting close to his ear.

"Save it asshole. When you step outside that door, your ass is mine." Bill looks over at me for help and I smirk at him. Serves him right. He looks between the three of us and I swear I can see fear in his eyes. He has to be thinking about how he arrived here just fine, but may not leave the same way, especially if Jason has anything to say about it. Gran can't save him now. Bill's eyes widen and I turn to see what has grabbed his attention.

"So what did I miss?" Eric asks walking back into the room.

"Turns out this sick fucker likes to watch my sister in the privacy of her own backyard."

"Yeah, Eric. 'Farmer Bill' here is a peeping, stalking pervert. He gets his jollies off watching your girl worship the sun." Bill glares at Pam and she blows him a kiss.

"You know, I think I should go." He starts to push his chair back and Jason grabs the back of his it, halting his progress.

"I'll see you later." Jason winks at him and Bill scurries off without another word.

Eric looks like he's about to launch himself across the table but I put my hand on his arm to calm him down.

"If I had known it would be that easy to get rid of him, I would have spoken up sooner," Pam says.

"Thanks, Pam. I owe you one."

"Actually, Sookie... you owe me two. Don't forget about the guy who's nuts I just mangled." She laughs. Eric puts his arm around me and pulls me into his side. He kisses the top of my head and turns me to face him.

"Is there something I should know, Sookie?"

"About Bill?" As if I don't know who he's talking about.

"Yes. He's been watching you while you were here?"

"I don't know. Don't worry about him. We're out of here today anyway."

"How can I not worry about him? If he's bothering you, it's my duty as your boyfriend to do something about it."

"No fighting, Eric. I'm here now, I can take care of that douche for you." Pam says while licking her lips at Jason. Eww...

"There is no need for anyone to do any fighting. I'll go get my bags and we can head to the airport now. We don't have dilly-dally since Eric needs to get back in time to shoot his movie tomorrow."

"Yeah, about that. You need any extras in this film? I do okay with the ladies. I don't think it would hurt to have another pretty face in your flick." When did Jason get so bold?

"No, Jason. Go put your pretty face in someone else's movie," I laugh.

"Well, maybe we can work something out. What do you think, Eric?" I'm beginning to think Pam just wants to piss me off as much as possible.

"I'll leave it up to you, Pam," Eric says.

I sigh and stand up from the table. I grab my package as I walk into the kitchen to check on Gran. She's sitting at the kitchen table patting down her face with a tissue.

"Gran, what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing child. I'm just so happy you worked things out with Eric. He's such a sweet boy. I know you two will be happy together and I'm looking forward to coming out to visit you."

"That's why you're in here crying?"

"Yes. That's it. Now, go get your bags and we'll have Jason drive you to the airport."

Eric comes to stand beside me.

"There's no need, Adele. Pam got a car big enough for the three of us. I just wanted to thank you again for your hospitality. I really do appreciate you letting me stay here and taking care of my Sookie." He winks at her. What is that about?

"Come here and give me a hug, the both of you." She gives us both a squeeze before telling us to 'get a move on'. And here I thought she missed me. I give her a big smile and kiss on the cheek before turning to leave the kitchen.

Eric goes to my bedroom to collect our bags. I place my package into my purse to open later. After we say our goodbyes, we climb into the beast of a rental Pam has. I wonder if she thought we lived on a dirt road that turned into some kind of four-wheeling track. She seems quite pissed when Eric climbs into the backseat with me. I smile at her in the rearview mirror and proceed to remind myself how good a kisser Eric is the entire ride to the airport.

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Keep your fucking eyes to yourself. You only wish you could see her bare body flushed and writhing in pleasure.