Again … not too much to say here, except for the fact that this chapter may require hankies. I know I nearly cried when I wrote it.

Disclaimer: Not Mine.

Enjoy!

SPOV

"Lover … I am not leaving you alone tonight" Eric said, as he climbed up into the bed behind me, and wrapped his arms around me so that we were spooning. It wasn't long until I had nodded off.

EPOV

Whenever Sookie passed out from sheer exhaustion, I realised that now would be an excellent time to go and see Pam, despite what I had said to Sookie, but I knew that I desperately needed to talk to Pam while it was still fresh in everybody's mind. I stayed in bed for at least another hour before getting up and scribbling a note to Sookie, letting her know that I was heading back to Fangtasia so that I could have a little chat with Pam.

Lover, (I wrote)

I am headed back to Fangtasia to sort out some business, you know, the business based on the earlier goings on in the evening and as well as the Pam situation. I should be back before you wake up and be all snuggled up beside you, just like I had never left in the first place, but if I am not back, when you wake up, I will be back by dawn.

I love you,

Eric

X

There. I thought. Pam would be so proud. Or not. She'd probably tease me relentlessly, if she ever found the note, that was. But, unfortunately for me, she has already found quite a few of the little notes that I have written to Sookie in the past. Seriously, she wound wound me up and up, and watched me go. However, if the roles had been revered, I would probably – no scratch that – I would definitely have done exactly the same thing to her.

I carefully placed the note on my pillow, beside Sookie along with a red rose that I had pulled from the bunch of roses on our bedside table, I gave one long, lingering glance at Sookie's sleeping form before taking off into the night sky once again.

A few moments later, I landed outside of Fangtasia and I entered the club through the employees entrance. Within seconds, I was standing outside of my office, where I all I could hear was Pam's tears coming from inside of the office.

I took a deep, and unnecessary breath of fresh air, before opening the door to find Pam sitting in my office chair, her legs folded beneath her as her entire body shook and convulsed. Her hands and face were completely covered with the blood from her tears.

I gave myself a little shake before walking over to Pam. Yes, I know, I am a one thousand year old Viking vampire former Sherriff of Area 5, now King of Louisiana, and I still don't like crying women, no matter what their status / position is - whether they are a whore or a queen, my lover or my progeny, I don't like women crying.

Gods help me if this new baby is a girl. I don't know what I am going to do.

And, it's not like I could glamour Pam into stopping her tears, into forcing her to stop crying. But, I could of course, issue a maker's command to make her stop crying but why would I do something so cruel? Issuing a makers command would only make the issues worse, and not resolve them.

"Pam?" I said softly to her as I walked over to her and crouched down in front of her, balancing my body weight on the balls of my feet. I used my hands to gently pull her arms away from her face.

"Hey … what is it … what is it that is wrong?" I asked, even though I already knew the answer.

"Nothing … Eric … I am just being stupid … don't worry about me … I'm fine …" she gave me a weak smile that wasn't fooling anyone, before getting up off of the chair and attempting to run out of the room at vampire speed, bust since I was so much older than she was, I grabbed her wrist, settling myself down in the chair and pulled Pam into my lap.

"Tell me, what has been bothering you Pam" I begged her.

"Do you really want to hear it, Eric?" Pam asked, still crying but this time, the tears were rolling silently down her face.

"Yes, Pam … I do … you know that I always want to hear if there is something that is bothering you, even if it just the fact that you can't find any decent shoes to buy on line with my credit card" I told her, cuddling her closer.

"So, I am jealous because Sookie is pregnant with your baby! Alright!" she said, and cried harder into my chest.

"Pam … look at me … just look at me" I said, gently, sliding my hand along her neck, just below her ear, and wiping her tears away with my thumbs as Pam slowly flickered her gaze up to meet mine.

"Pam … no matter what happens, you will always be my child. I don't love this new baby any more than I love you. I could never do that. I love you both equally, even though the new baby hasn't been born yet. I love you both equally, and unconditionally" I told her, hugging her closer.

"It's just that this new baby will be yours and Sookie's …. I feel like I will just become someone who is just simply there … I'm scared I … you won't feel like you are my maker … my father … my dad of sorts as well as this new baby's father" Pam cried, and my undead heart a little.

"Pam … you will always have a special place in my heart, just as there is space for my other progeny, Daniel, space for Godric, space for Sookie and space for the new baby. Don't ever forget that Pam" I said, and then held her until her tears stopped.

After Pam had calmed down, she lifted herself off of my lap, and went to get herself cleaned up. I spent the next few hours doing some paperwork that I had sorely neglected for the past few weeks, just for the sakes of something to do.

It must have been well after 3 in the morning when my phone rang.

Well … who do we think it is ringing Eric? What did we think of the father – daughter chat between Eric and Pam … review and let me know …