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This chapter is from Eric's view...and it's sad chapter, so have box of tissues close by...and the one you've been waiting for...read for details

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Chapter Eleven

Arriving at the hospital with Sookie, I'm afraid for my sister and her baby. I'm afraid because Pam could lose her baby and I'm scared that the baby might not survive. I am so glad that Sookie is here with me for this.

I walk to the nurses' station and ask the nurse on duty there which room Pam is in. She walks me to the room, leaving as I knock. I hesitate briefly before entering the room, giving Pam the chance to tell me to wait in case she's in there with a doctor. Sookie says something about needing a cuppa and I nod to her as she leaves. I slowly walk inside and see my sister lying on the hospital bed. She is facing the window, so I walk over to the bed and lay down next to her, so we are facing each other. Thankfully the bed is just barely big enough for the both of us to fit.

"Hey, how are you holding up?" I ask.

"Okay, for now." She dabs her eyes with a tissue she's already got crumpled in her hand.

"He's going to be okay." I assure her, knowing her only concern is for her premature child.

"How could you know it's a boy?" Pam whispers questioningly.

"It isn't? It's a girl? I just assumed you were having a boy." I reply. "I really don't know if I have a niece or nephew."

"No...It's a boy, but still, that was just all kinds of weird just now." Pam smiles at me. My eyes started to burn with the effort of holding back all of my unshed tears.

"You know what Jason did awhile back?" she asks me. I shake my head in response.

"He woke me up in the middle of a nap one day and said he had to go shopping for the baby. So I told him to go, and when he came back an hour later, he had a North Queensland Cowboys jersey, a cowboy hat and blue and yellow booties. He told me that our boy would need to be ready for his first footy game. Jason knew then that it was gonna be a boy." Pam started to cry then, and I could feel my own tears rolling down my cheeks as well.

"He has to be alright Eric, he just has to be!" Pam sobs. I nod, kissing her forehead and hugging her. I hear a noise and look towards the door to see what is going on. Jason is there, with Sookie's arm around his shoulders. He comes and sits on the edge of the bed, with Sookie standing behind him, her hand on his shoulder.

"Look at my wife. Isn't she the most beautiful woman in the world? Jason says, as Pam kicks at him playfully. Sookie and I both smile and giggle quietly as we watch them together. They really are perfect for each other. While Jason is talking to Pam, the doctor walks into the room. I get out of the bed and stand next to Sookie, taking her hand. She grips it and we all wait, holding our breaths to hear the news of the newest member of the Stackhouse family. The doctor clears his throat and Jason tightens his hold on Pam's hand.

"It looks good. He wasn't getting enough oxygen while he was inside the womb, but he's fine now and he's definitely getting enough air. He's actually getting pretty hungry now." The doctor tells all of us.

We all simultaneously sigh in relief, and laugh as we hugged each other. The doctor left the room and Sookie and I sit down on the chairs provided for patient's guests.

"That's good! Now all you have to do is think of a name for him." Sookie says to them.

Pam smiles shyly. "We already have thought of a name. We want to name him Eric."

I look at her as she says my name...I gasp as she continue to speak.

"Eric Hoyton Stackhouse, but we'll call him Hoyt for short." She finishes.

I can only smile at my sister, excited that they want to name their son after me. I hug her and Jason, then Sookie and I get ready to leave the hospital to let the happy couple have a few hours alone.

We head to the car, goofy smiles across both of our faces, still holding each other's hand. I reluctantly let go as we reach the car, as we open the doors and get inside. Just as we are pulling out of the parking spot, Sookie's phone rang.

"Hi Bill." She answers. I grit my teeth; I hate that guy. I sit beside her, silently listening to her side of the conversation.

"Pam is okay, so is the baby. Yeah, it's a he and his name is Eric Hoyton Stackhouse, but he's going to be called Hoyt for short....I'm with Eric and we're headed towards his house....wait...what? No! Oh come one...Bill, that's crazy! What? Okay... No... Well, I…You know what? That's it! I will talk to you tomorrow!" She snaps the phone closed, ending her conversation abruptly..

I look at her and she's just staring straight ahead. We arrive at my house and she walks inside, plopping herself down on the couch. I sit down on one of the recliners which are right in front of her. Now, I think, is the time to tell her how I feel.

"Whatever you've got to say, it can wait." She says icily to me.

"No it can't." I reply. She looks at me curiously.

"Listen, Eric, I'm not…" I put my hand up to silence her.

"I know you don't want to talk, but I have to say this Sook. The first time I saw you, I thought that you were beautiful and a great girl. Then I became your best friend and I just fell for you but I didn't realize it until Tara's wedding. I wanted to tell you there, but I just couldn't. Then you met Bill and I thought I'd never have my chance again. Until now...I see how he treats you, and I can't stand it anymore. Sookie, I love you, always have and always will. Don't marry Bill...Marry Me." I plead, laying my heart on the line to her.

She looks at me, tears welling in her eyes as she smiles at me. I lean in close and kiss her. She returns the kiss with such a passion, that I thought I couldn't keep up with her, but I do. I break the kiss and walk us back to my room, holding her hand.

I sit on my bed and pull her on top of me, her legs on either side of my body. We kiss again and only stop long enough to take each other's shirts off. I unbutton my jeans, ready to slide them off, when she stops me. She starts pulling herself away from me. I frown at her, confusion written across my face.

"Tell me again." She says quietly.

I smile. "I love you. I love your body and your soul. I love your mind and your personality, all of you. I love you Sooks...always and forever."

She smiles and kisses me. "Show me...show me how much."

And I do...all night.

The next morning, I wake up with Sookie in my arms, still fast asleep. I smile at her and think about our night of passion. I decide to get up and make her some breakfast. It will be a celebration breakfast, since we are together now. I get up gently, leaving Sookie to sleep.

I put some pants on and make my way to the kitchen. I turn on the stereo and the song "You Shook Me All Night Long" by ACDC was playing. I turn up the volume, careful not to wake Sookie, but loud enough for me to sing along with.

"Yeah, you...shook me all night long." I sing along as I fire up the fry-pan and add some bacon. I start to whisk some eggs when I notice Sookie watching me, sitting at the table. She is smiling, but she looks like she wants to say something to me. I frown, turning off the stereo and the heat for the fry-pan.

I sit down at the table across from her, looking into her eyes, facing her.

She sighs heavily and says the one thing that will tear me apart. "Last night...was a mistake."

I frown. I can't have heard her correctly, so I ask her, "What?"

"I said that last night was a mistake and it shouldn't have happened, Eric. I'm getting married!" She said.

My heart sinks to the bottom of my chest. "But-"

She holds up her hand. "Last night...we have to swear never to tell anyone...Okay? We take this secret to our graves...Now, we'll still be best friends, because you're my maid of honour, but that's it. No more getting together. I'm getting married and you're my best friend and maid of honour....that's it." She sounds like she's trying to convince herself, more so than trying to explain things to me.

She then gets up, grabs her bag and leaves me sitting here alone. I can only sit in my seat and watch her go. I should follow her, kiss her furiously, and I tell her she is meant to be with me, but I don't.

I just let her leave...stupid, fuckin' idiot that I am.