*Le sigh* It has really been a fuck long time since I updated this story …. *runs off to check out how long exactly* … 8th March.
How the hell could it be that long already?
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SPOV
The rest of the day was spent completely pampering and preening, and just getting ready for the wedding, and by the time that the sun set that night – at around nine since it was just late August, all that I really had to do was slip right into my white wedding dress, and my shoes.
"And my, Sookie Stackhouse …. Don't you just look so fucking delicious, with you' hair all done up, and with a little bit of slap on! Yo' vampire just ain't gonna know what has hit him!" Lafayette said, with something that could really only be described as a hell of a lot of swag.
"I just hope that he knows just what a lucky vampire that he is, Sookie" Gran said, folding her arms across her chest, being careful not to crinkle her nice clothes.
"He does" I grinned, leaning forward to pick up my bouquet of flowers from the front of Tara's vanity cabinet.
"And make sure that he knows it for the rest of his undead life, Sookie" Gran smiled.
"I will" I promised her easily.
"Shall we go then, if we are all ready?" I said, knowing that the wedding was supposed to start in ten minutes, and it was at least a twenty minute journey to the church.
Yes, I know. Despite the fact that Eric was a vampire, we had opted for the more traditional wedding. That included the church and all, but of course there were a few nods to Eric's heritage along the way.
"Yep, lets go then" Gran said, as the others bent down to help me with my dress.
EPOV
Tonight was the night. I was getting married, and as a nod to my Viking heritage, Sookie and I had decided to get married on a Friday, which was the traditional day for weddings when I was human, since Freya was the goddess of marriage.
"And how are you feeling tonight, Master?" Pam asked, just as I was pulling on my dark blue suit coat.
"Absolutely amazing, Pamela. Sookie is going to be my wife in just an hours time. I have never ever felt better" I said.
"I am very pleased for you, Master. And it is almost time" she said, stepping into her shoes.
"Well then, let's go then" I replied.
"Gladly" Pam said, and the two of us made our way out to the Corvette, and although we were in Shreveport, Pam and I arrived at Bon Temps just over half an hour later.
"Let's do this" I said, almost giddily.
"Honestly, Eric … you would think that you were high on fairy blood or something. Calm the fuck down" Pam chastised.
"But I am going to get married, Pam!" I said, with a great big wide smile.
"Yes, and the last thing that you need is for to make a complete and total prat of yourself in front of not only everyone that you know but also Sookie's family. And I don't think that that would go down all too well with the bride now would it? Especially knowing how important family is to her" Pam said.
And then another thought came floating right in through my mind.
"What if she doesn't turn up?" I asked, turning around to face Pam in a look of what could only be described as being fear.
"Eric, pull your head out of your fucking ass. Sookie is just as much in love with you as you are with her. There is no way in hell that she wouldn't turn up" Pam replied, being her usual self, but before I could reply, there was a sharp knock on the window of the Corvette.
I turned around to see that it was my dimwit of a future brother in law that was the intruder. I rolled down the window.
"Why in the hell are you sitting out here, Northman?" Jason asked, sharply and he honestly wasn't looking all too impressed.
"We just got here" I said, and them made to get out of the car.
"You been sitting here since before I got here. You ain't thinkin' on steppin out on my sister?" he asked, and if I hadn't been so nervous about the wedding, I would have found it pretty funny.
"Never, Jason" I said, and then the three of us – Pam, Jason and I walked in together, and I did eventually make my way up to the very top of the church after about another half an hour, since I had to stop to talk and smooze with some of the people – and vampires – who had came to the wedding.
"How are you feeling tonight, Eric?" Elizabeth asked, whenever I came to her and Godric. They were sitting just about half way up the church in the middle aisle.
"As nervous as hell … I just can't wait until Sookie is my wife" I said.
"Ah. I felt exactly the same way whenever I married my Lizzy" Godric replied.
"What the first time?" she questioned, since over the past centuries, my maker and his wife had married quite a few times, so as to help to create the charade of being human.
"Every time, my dear" Godric said, smoothly.
"You should go, Eric. Sookie will be here soon" Elizabeth said, gently.
"Yes, and good luck Master" Daniel said, as he too slid into the pew beside my maker.
I guess that it really was now or never, I thought to myself as I stood nervously at the top of the aisle in front of the minister, waiting on my beautiful lover to arrive, and after what seemed like the longest moments of my life, the wedding march began.
So … what do we think? Review to give me the thoughts ….