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*Last chapter*
Sookie's P.O.V.
Everything looked still the same and I suddenly was sure, that also the town would still look the same. After all, during my entire life I had spent here, nothing had ever changed. 'What's the point of actually going there to see if there are changes… Nothing will ever change here…' I thought suddenly demotivated and turned back around. 'I can as well do something in the house… ' And so I walked back to my house, really not looking forward to the emptiness of it.
Eric's P.O.V.
By now Sookie was already fast asleep and so I quickly kissed her on her forehead, again not able to resist it, before I went off into the nightly sky. Even if Sookie was not together with me, yet, I was still happy to have her back. Before I took off, I looked back one last time, promising her that we would soon be back together. While I was on the way back to my home, I had to laugh a little at my actions… Pam really was right… When Sookie's around… I'm turning into a real softy.
*End of last chapter*
Sookie's P.O.V.
Like expected when I arrived back at the house, it was empty and I was alone. My thoughts kept drifting to yesterday evening, but I really did not want to think about it just yet so I searched something to preoccupy myself. The house was still very clean and tidy from Lynn and so the only thing that was left to do was gardening.
About two hours in my task, I saw Even appear in the woods. I did not know if I should go to him and try talking, if I should simply stay there and continue my thing. Even noticed me looking at him and for a moment I was sure a smile was going to appear, but he seemed to suddenly remember yesterday evening and he turned away and walked back into the house. If I hadn't been such a coward, I would've gone straight up to him and made him talk… But I was afraid of another rejection and so I stayed where I was and let my silent tears fall.
The moment Even turned away from me I felt so alone, so rejected. It was the same feeling as I had, when Eric and my friends had turned their back on me. Eric… 'Why didn't I react faster? Why did I not push him away as soon as he stepped closer to me?... But why was I so… so… unable to move? Why did my heart sped up, when I laid eyes on him?' I thought and gave up trying to continue working. I put the utensil down and simply sat in front of the bush, letting myself get absorbed by my thoughts. 'Why can't I let go of him?... It would be so much easier if I just could… forget him, forget my feelings. He has moved on, so why can't I?...'
I don't know how long I spent in front of that bush not moving, but as the weather began to change I got up and walked to the kitchen to make us something to eat. I had noticed, that since I came back from Fangtasia, that the weather was dark, cloudy and rainy, exactly what my mood looked like. When I entered the kitchen Even was sitting at the table, staring at some beautiful red roses. I was about to tell him something, when he quickly stood up and walked to the entrance of the kitchen. Before he directly left the room he looked back once. "You got some presents from your lover." He said with venom dripping from each word and walked away to his room.
'What is he talking about?!...' I asked myself and walked to the table to examine these so called presents. There was a really big flower bouquet, about twenty red roses and next to it was a small black box. In the flowers there was a small card with Eric's elegant handwriting.
I'm sorry for yesterday evening, please forgive me.
~Eric
I couldn't help but to sight heavily. Eric was really not making things easier between Even and me. I then moved on to the black box and opened it, having my eyes nearly pop out when I saw what was inside. In the box were beautiful earrings, the same blue as my eyes and in the form of teardrops. 'Wow… They're so beautiful…' I thought and admired them for some seconds, but my guilt about Even made me quickly stop and I closed the box again. 'I can't keep them… not if I want to make things right again between Even and me.'
So I took the flowers and the box and let myself appear in front of Fangtasia. It was in the middle of the afternoon and so nobody was there, thankfully. I quickly checked my near surroundings to be sure that nobody could see me, once I was sure this was the case, I quickly put the gifts in front of the backdoor and let a big box appear. Even if I wasn't keen on keeping the presents, I did not wish to humiliate Eric in front of his employees. Perhaps I was too nice with him, but I couldn't do this to someone, not even Eric. I quickly put all the present into the big box and sealed it with a spell, which would only allow Eric to open it.
Sighting heavily I disappeared and let myself reappear in front of my house. This time I had my mind set and I was going to talk to Even, even if I had to force him. However I couldn't stay really serious and focused on that task, as I burst out laughing remembering my last thought. 'Okay… Maybe we should eat before…I could even cook my Gran's special recipe…' I thought with sudden delight and I was even a bit eager to start cooking. Cooking had always helped me relax and sort out my thoughts as well as gardening, but cooking I had always enjoyed a bit more.
As I entered my home I did not miss to notice, that Even was locked in his room. 'He's still locked in there?! … That's really getting annoying…' I thought rolling my eyes and moved on to the kitchen. I did not need to have a recipe, as I had it in my head. And so I could start right away, unfortunately I quickly realized that I had no potatoes… Some days ago, well actually years, I would've had to go to the supermarket, but thanks to my new improved powers, I was able to let them simply appear. I realized that it caused me more effort to appear bigger things than smaller, or that it took more energy to let things appear in this realm than it did in the other.
Before I however started cooking, I went to take shower and to dress into something more comfortable. I then walked to the kitchen, but on the way there I saw that Even's door was still locked. 'What's he doing in there?...' I started thinking, but I quickly put that thought aside to really concentrate on the cooking. Not waiting any minute longer, I put on some music, turning it as high as I wanted and sang along while I cooked our dinner.
About an hour later dinner was ready and served. I had put the meal on plates and decorated it nicely and turned off the music blasting from the radio. "I think it looks quite tasty." I murmured to myself and walked to Even's room. I knocked once, but got no answer and so I had to speak. "Even, please come out." I said trying to get power over my emotions. Again Even did not answer and slowly I was beginning to get angry. "You could at least give me a sign that you're listening!" I stated and knocked again, this time a bit more forcefully. When after a minute he still didn't answer, may anger really came up to the surface. "Now, listen closely! If you don't open that door in three seconds, I'll open it myself!" I said, but felt as if I was a mother who's trying to get their child to do something.
"One" I exclaimed and tapped my foot while waiting, but there was still no answer or any movement coming from inside. "Two" 'Seriously! Who does he think he is!?...' I thought now really annoyed and getting more frustrated by the second. 'Good if he wants to go there…' "Three!" I exclaimed and tried to open the door. This action went without problems I quickly realized as he hadn't even closed it. I really felt dumb for waiting so long in front of the door, when I could've simply opened it. I took on hesitant step into the room, not knowing what I should expect. But I was nearly floored, when I found Even asleep in my, well his bed. 'How can he sleep, when I shouted through the entire house?!...' I wondered more the a bit surprised.
I took some steps forward and stepped on some cracking floorboards and I was sure he was going to wake up, but no. He didn't even move, he simply continued sleeping. For some seconds I wasn't sure what I should do, but remembering the dinner I had just made, I decided to wake him up. 'I hope he'll not be too angry when I'll wake him up.' "Hey, Even. Wake up." I whispered softly and gave him a slight nudge. The only sign I got, that he was really a live and not dead, was him grumbling something and slightly turning to the side. Despite at being slightly angry at him, that he didn't want to talk with me, this small gesture made my heart soften a little bit.
"Even, wake up." I said a bit louder, but still he didn't wake up. 'Seriously?...If this time he doesn't wake up, I'll have to try something different…' "Hey, Even. Wake up!" I nearly shouted into his hear, but he was deaf. Nothing could pass through, he simply continued sleeping. "Good, if you want to play it this way…" I said and quickly walked into the kitchen. I took a plate, his plate, and made sure it was warm. 'Let's see if you wake up…' I thought wickedly and had to restrain not to laugh. Armed with the plate I walked into his room and held it directly under his nose, making sure he could smell the roast chicken, the potato gratin and the fresh vegetables. It didn't even take five seconds, before Even started to wake up. At first he started smelling , then he started stirring, his eyes began to move and finally he opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes and saw me smiling down at him, he jumped back and pulled the covers more around him. 'Really? That's how he's going to react every time he sees me?!...' I thought angrily and sadly at the same time.
After seeing his movement I couldn't help the tears that came into my eyes and looked away, embarrassed at my lac of power to control my emotions. "I… just … wanted to tell you, that dinner is ready." I said once I had a bit power over my voice and quickly walked out of the room, not bothering to close the door behind me. And like the evening before I found myself alone, lost and not knowing what I was still doing here, sitting on my front porch and simply waiting. The sun had already set down and the air was getting cooler, I was beginning to feel cold, but I did not wish to go inside.
I was thinking about all sorts of things, when I felt something being placed over my shoulders. Looking up, I saw that Even was standing behind me. He had place a warm blanket around my shoulders and was handing me a cup of coffee. I wanted to thank him, I really did, but I couldn't move and I couldn't say anything. Even simply stayed behind at first and looked down at me with his own cup of coffee, before he sat down as well next to me. "Thank you for the dinner." He said, while he kept looking forward. I was still not able to say something, so I simply nodded and took a sip from my coffee. 'Why is it so hard to for me to speak?...' I wondered while I helplessly tried to tell him something, anything.
"I brought back his presents." I simply stated, while I continued sipping my coffee and looking at the garden. At this Even shortly turned to study my expression, before he nodded and looked back at the garden. "Why did you do it?" He asked me and I couldn't help but to answer with my own question. "Why did you start talking with me again?" Even chuckled lightly, but it wasn't one of amusement, it was a sad chuckle. "Because I missed talking with you." Even said and turned to look at me and this time I too turned towards him. "I missed talking to you too." I said, but as soon as my last words were out, some tears escaped my eyes and I really felt stupid. 'Why do I always have to cry?!... He surely thinks I'm a stupid cry baby.' But I was shocked, when Even leaned a bit closer to me and wished my tears with his thumb away.
"Do not cry, Sookie. I am sorry that I hurt you…" He began, but I simply had to interrupt him. "No! Even, you have nothing to apologize for! I should apologize! I was not strong enough to push Eric away, I had not the force to tell you right away what happened in there! Even, if anyone has to make apologizes it's me." I explained myself and tried to mirror all my emotions in my eyes, also trying to stop these damn tears at the same time. Even's eyes seemed to soften and his entire posture changed too, before he leaned forward and gave me a soft kiss on my lips. "Sookie will work this out, I promise. I'm not going to leave you." He said and with those words I really broke into tears and he pulled me nearer, pulling the blanket around us and whispering soothing words into my ear. "I'm… so… s-..sorry." I cried over and over again into his shirt, while he only held me, whispering soothing words and drawing small, comforting patterns on my back.
Even's P.O.V
I was dreaming of my homeland, of the realm and of Sookie. I dreamed that we were back in our realm, in the palace and away from that Vampire. It was morning and I was lying in our bed, appreciating the sun that was shining on my back, while I had still my eyes closed. Sookie had left our room a bit earlier, but now I heard her enter the room again and walking up to me. "Hey, Even. Wake up." I heard her whisper softly. "I'm already awake, princess." I said back and turned to look at her, smiling at the sight. She was dressed into her morning bathrobe and her hair was loose, shining in the incoming sunlight.
"Why are you smiling?" She asked suspiciously and raised one of her eyebrows. "Am I not allowed to smile at my beautiful wife?" I asked right back, smirking at the blush that made its way up Sookie's cheeks. "Will you stop? If you continue with that, I'm not sure I'll let you have anything of that delicious breakfast I just made for us." Sookie threatened trying to sound serious or even angry, but her smile gave her away. "What if I don't? I might just run ahead of you to steel it away." I said and slowly got up. "Mhmm, sure." She smirked and took off running. "Hey!" I shouted and quickly followed her into the kitchen.
Of course I let Sookie win and took place at the bar, while Sookie got us the plates. As she came nearer she held the plate under my nose and asked if I wanted some, but suddenly I heard it like in double. I looked at Sookie, but she two had doubled. Suddenly I felt myself fall and when I woke up Sookie was right in front of me holding a delicious smelling meal. However I didn't know if I was still in a dream or if I was in reality. "I… just … wanted to tell you, that dinner is ready." Sookie said in that sad tone she had since yesterday and quickly walked out of the room, leaving me at a complete loss of words. I heard her open the front door and after it closed I heard her starting to cry. 'Great Even! Just great! Now she's crying because of you!' I told myself and quickly dressed, before I headed to the kitchen. There I could see all the pain Sookie had gone through to prepare us a nice and delicious looking meal.
I waited for a minute or two, before I prepared some coffee, took the blanket in the living room and walked outside. I was really not trying to be especially silent, but apparently Sookie hadn't heart me and so she jumped, when she felt the blanket being laid around her shoulders. She looked up with her big eyes, still full of tears and I felt my heart break a little at the sadness written in her face. Not knowing what I could do else, I handed her one of the mugs and sat down next to her. "Thank you for the dinner." I said, but as soon as my last words were out I wished I was able to take them back. It was so… lame to start a conversation this way. Apparently Sookie must've thought likely, because she only nodded and kept her eyes on her big garden.
After a while of sitting there in silence, Sookie broke it while saying something I really did not expect to hear. "I brought back his presents." She said evenly, but still didn't look in my direction. I was so shocked to hear that that I turned to look at her, trying to find answers but getting nothing. Accepting that I would've to ask her, I nodded and turned to look back at the garden trying to find some words. "Why did you do it?" I asked giving up on my guessing. "Why did you start talking with me again?" She quickly shot back and I couldn't help but chuckle. It was too much like my dream… This time it didn't take me long to find the answer to her question and decided to go with the complete truth. "Because I missed talking with you." I confessed and looked at her. This time Sookie turned to look at me as well and in her eyes clouded over with tears again. "I missed talking to you too." She said and the tears escaped her eyes. I couldn't stand to see her tears and whished them away with my thumb, trying to erase some evidence of her pain.
"Do not cry, Sookie. I am sorry that I hurt you…" I began, but I couldn't finish as Sookie interrupted me with a nearly insulted look. "No! Even, you have nothing to apologize for! I should apologize! I was not strong enough to push Eric away, I had not the force to tell you right away what happened in there! Even, if anyone has to make apologizes it's me." She exclaimed with so much passion and I couldn't help to soften at her sight. And for the first time since meeting her, I decided to do something I hadn't planned or thought about and simply gave her one soft kiss. "Sookie will work this out, I promise. I'm not going to leave you." I told her sincerely and as soon as I was finished she broke into tears and I pulled her nearer trying my best to calm sooth her. "I'm… so… s-..sorry." She said over and over again, letting her tears fall. All I could do was trying to make her feel better and so that's what I did.
After a certain time, I felt her breathing getting heavier and heavier, so I waited until it was very heavy, before I gently lifted her up. She was feather light in my arms and I had no problems carrying into her bedroom, like I had done the night before. I pulled the covers back and placed her into the bed, putting the covers back over her body. "Sleep well, my princess. Everything will be alright again." I whispered into her hair, gave her a light kiss on her forehead and left the room, making sure to be quiet.
Then I quickly went into the kitchen and dialed the familiar number. "Niall?... It's getting worse… I don't know how long she'll be able to stay." I said onto the voicemail and hung back up, sighting heavily in the process. After a last bite from Sookie's meal, I went back into my room and changed into my sleeping wear. Turning off the light and pulling the covers over me, I couldn't help to think about Sookie. 'Hold on Sookie…'
So… What did you think? Did you like the ending? Anyway… I'd like to thank all my readers and reviewers again for their support and everything else. As I said before, hope you liked this chapter and please review to let me know what you thought! :D P.S. The next chapter should be up soon ;)
