A/N: Day - A Song That Reminds You Of A Certain Event; I chose "Crying." This is my version of what happened after Godric's death, the whole thing with Sookie is just a dream sequence anyway (plus it bugs me that we never saw Pam's reaction). Hope you enjoy it and a special thank you to those who have reviewed this anonymously, you've been very kind :)

Day Seven: Crying


Yes, now you're gone
And from this moment on
I'll be crying, crying
Crying, crying
Yeah, crying, crying
Over you

-'Crying'

Pam drummed her fingers anxiously on the armrest of Eric's throne as she waited for him to return. She looked up as he entered the bar, looking decidedly worse for wear.

He looked up at her with a haunted expression and his knees buckled.

She was at his side in the next moment, holding him close as he burst into tears. She shifted her hold on him as he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, burying his face deeper into her neck.

"I can't believe he's gone," he said finally, pulling back slightly to look at her but keeping his hands firmly on her hips.

"I know," she said softly, draping her arms loosely around his neck, "I can't either."

Eric rested his forehead against hers with a sigh, "I begged him not to do it," he whispered hoarsely. "But he ordered me to go," he added, biting back an anguished sob.

Pam cradled his face in her hands, forcing him to look at her, "He only did that because he loved you," she told him. "You have to believe that," she added when he looked doubtful, "he didn't want your last memory of him to be his death."

Eric broke into sobs once more and Pam held him close, making soothing noises as she stroked the back of his head.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered after a long moment.

"Just promise me that you will never leave me," he murmured against her neck.

"Never," she promised.

"I can't lose you," he continued as though she hadn't spoken and pulled back slightly to look deeply into her eyes. "Losing Godric…" he choked back a sob, "is unbearable, but losing you…" he shook his head. "I wouldn't survive," he finished in a hoarse whisper, bringing his hands up to cradle her face as he rested his forehead against hers once more.

"I'm not going anywhere," she told him, covering his hands with her own, "I promise."

They shared a watery smile as he kissed her forehead, "Jag älskar dig min älskade,"* he murmured.

"I know," she replied, pecking him on the lips.

She had barely moved away when Eric pulled her in for a searing kiss, "Let's go home," he suggested in a low tone as they broke apart.

Pam nodded wordlessly and, scooping her up in his arms, he carried her off into the night at vampire speed.

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Jag älskar dig min älskade = I love you my darling thank you, Google)