A/N: Hey folks! Thanks so much for all the favourites and reviews! I'm so very sorry for the delay in updates! I was right in the middle of midterms, and then I got caught with a nasty flu bug, so I didn't have much time or energy to update. But this chapter is done! And I'm starting my spring break this week, so I promise you won't have to wait as long for the next update!

This is not the last 'real' chapter, because I realized that where I left the story time-wise, it was close to Christmas. For some reason, I really, really wanted to write a Christmas chapter, especially after a crappy few weeks. So I hope you enjoys this sweet, fluffy, Christmasy, filler of a chapter! ;)

Chapter 13: The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

SPOV

With the Nora dinner behind us, things went much smoother for me and Eric. When we'd talked about what had happened that night, when we were each alone with her, we actually made each other quite happy. Eric seemed proud that I stood up for him, and gave me a big kiss for that. My heart practically exploded when he told me that he told Nora that his future was with me. I allowed myself to see a future where we were together, maybe married, with kids. This was the first Eric had mentioned about maybe wanting those things too. It was early in our relationship, but it was still nice to hear because it was what I knew I wanted.

After the whole Nora debacle, the weeks flew by quickly, and it was suddenly Christmas time. We had all decided that this year I would have Christmas dinner at Gran's house on Christmas day. Usually it was me, Jason, Amelia, and sometimes Lafayette and Tara if they had nowhere else to go. Often they didn't, because their family was kind of dysfunctional. This year of course Eric and Pam would be joining us. And since Amelia was spending the night of Christmas Eve at Tray's apartment, it meant that Eric and I would spend a quiet Christmas Eve, and Christmas morning, together, which I was really looking forward to. Except, I had no clue what to get Eric. I had begged Pam to give me some ideas.

"Please Pam," I whined, calling her on her cellphone again.

"Christ Sookie, I don't know!"

"Just one idea? You've known him forever! What kind of gifts does he like?"

"I just usually get him clothes," Pam cackled. "Something designer, that I pick out for him. He'd never have new clothes if I didn't."

"I'm not buying him clothes," I pouted. That seemed like such a generic thing to buy your boyfriend for your first Christmas together.

"Honestly, Sleeping Beauty, it doesn't matter what you get him. You could give him a big pile of shit and he'd still thank you and give you that stupid puppy dog look," she teased. I knew that in one sense she was right. Eric, though wealthy, wasn't a particularly materialistic person. He had pretty much everything he needed. He liked his expensive car and his big screen television, that was true, but other than that he was a pretty simple guy. But I still wanted to get him something he would love!

"Thanks a lot, Pam," I rolled my eyes.

"Mhm, later Princess."

"Bye, Pam."

I was shopping around Shreveport. I'd already bought Jason's gift, some kind of hunting gear that he'd wanted, and I'd picked up Eric a couple of small things. I'd gotten him a couple of movies he'd mentioned, including Thor, and the most recent season of CSI on DVD. I'd also bought stuff for his stocking, which was kind of a tradition in the Stackhouse family. I still made one for Jason, too. I'd already bough Amelia's gift. She tended to be easy to buy for, since she actually made a Christmas list, as if she were still a kid. I bought her the scarf and glove set she wanted, and made sure to let Tray know what I got. But I was still missing Eric's big gift, something meaningful.

I walked around the mall in Shreveport, looking for some inspiration. I walked past the display window of a lingerie boutique, and everything looked so pretty that I decided to go in. I couldn't give Eric lingerie for Christmas, of course, but I looked around with him in mind. I ended up buying a pretty red silk nightgown with a white lace trim, and a sexy red lace bra and panty set. I could just imagine Pam's crude comments about Eric being okay with just unwrapping me. My pretty purchases helped me with my disappointment of not finding Eric's gift—at least a bit.

My moment of inspiration finally came on the second to last day of school before the Christmas break. I was in the teacher's lounge during the lunch period, when I heard the gym teacher, Coach Beck, mention something about selling hockey tickets. My ears perked up. I'd had a conversation about sports with Eric before. He liked soccer (well football, to him) and he also liked hockey. I didn't know much about sports, except about (American) football, since I was the sister of Jason Stackhouse. I'd teased Eric about liking all of the cold weathered sports since he was from somewhere cold.

"Do you like the one with the brooms?" I'd smiled at him.

"Curling? No, smart ass," he chuckled.

I assumed he never really got to go to hockey games. Pam didn't seem like the type to go with him. Sports and cold didn't seem like a Pam-approved combination. Dallas wasn't that far either, for us to drive to see a game. I mean, it was manageable. It could even make a nice little trip!

"When are they for?" I piped up. Coach Beck looked surprised.

"March," he said. "During our spring break, actually. I can't go 'cause the wife's got knee surgery that week," he all but pouted.

"Oh no," I said sincerely. "I hope Barbara's okay."

"She'll be fine," he shrugged. "You want them tickets?"

"Hold on," I bit my lip. "Let me make a call."

I decided I would call Pam to make sure Eric could take a few nights off during that week. I felt bad because I knew Eric had started taking more time off after he met me. It's not that I thought that Eric needed to ask permission, but I didn't want to make things harder for Pam.

I called Pam and explained to her what was going on.

"So you're getting him tickets to a hockey game?"

"Yes."

"And you're going with him?" She sounded amused.

"Yes… What is it?"

"Nothing, Sookie," she chucked. "You're just adorable, is all."

"O-okay. So you don't mind if he takes a few nights off that week, then?"

"No, Sookie. I'm sure I can manage without the Master for a few nights," she said. I heard the smirk in her voice. "You two will just have to owe me."

"Okay Pam," I laughed. "Thanks."

I bought the tickets from Coach Beck for a pretty reasonable price. I was actually excited. The game was on a Thursday night. I figured maybe we could drive to Dallas on Wednesday and come home Friday afternoon. We'd have ourselves a little trip; maybe spend some time at a nice hotel. Of course first I would have to learn a little bit about hockey, but there was plenty of time for that.

Going home that day I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I told Amelia about my purchase, and she agreed that it seemed like a good idea. She also called me adorable.

"What's so adorable?" I almost whined, remembering Pam's teasing.

"Nothing, Sookie," Ames laughed. I raised an eyebrow. Yeah, right. "It's just cute that you're planning a little couple-y trip, that's all."

"It doesn't have to be a couple's trip," I frowned. "He could take Jason if he…"

"That's not what I meant," she interrupted me. "I don't mean like in a clingy way. I mean it's nice that you want to spend time with him, Sook. It's nice to see you guys like that. I mean, I'm sure it's kind of a first for the both of you," she smiled. That was true, I guess. Bill had never been a particularly 'couple-y' person. He always liked his privacy more, and his secrets, apparently.

The next few days passed by quickly, and suddenly I was waking up on Christmas Eve. Eric was coming over later that afternoon. I was excited because I hadn't seen him in the last few days. He hadn't come over for his usual Saturday to Sunday night sleepover. He'd been extra busy at work because of the holiday rush, and I had lots of stuff to do to get ready for Christmas dinner. We would get to make up for the time lost during this week, anyways.

My baking and cooking was pretty much done, because I would need the oven for the turkey tomorrow. I premade some biscuits and other goodies for tomorrow morning that we would just have to heat up in the morning.

I stepped into the shower with a smile. I'd always loved Christmas, and this year felt like it was going to be a wonderful one. After I was all scrubbed and shampooed, I rubbed on some yummy cinnamon smelling lotion.

I put on my favorite dark wash jeans and a red v-neck sweater, so that I was a little bit Christmas-y. I dried my hair straight, and put some serum in it to make it nice and shiny. I dabbed on a little bit of makeup, and then tried to keep myself busy so that I wasn't counting the seconds until Eric got here.

It was just after four when he arrived, and I practically ran to the door. When I opened it, Eric was there, holding a cardboard box of gifts.

"Hey there, Santa," I smiled.

"Mrs. Claus," he winked at me. I led him to the Christmas tree, where he put down the box. We would arrange everything later.

"The house looks good," he smiled, looking around. It did. Me and Ames had decorated, like we always did. The tree, too. Her parents had never really celebrated Christmas before, other than giving her a gift or two. But that's not really celebrating Christmas. So she always really got into it with me.

Eric pulled me into him and kissed my neck.

"You smell good," he murmured.

"Thanks," I giggled. "It's a new lotion."

"Mmm. Cinnamon," he said, proceeding to lick my neck.

"Eric!"

"You smell like Christmas," he breathed.

"Come on," I pulled away from him. "Let's get all this sorted out."

We arranged all his gifts under the tree, and I brought his bag up into my room. When I went back downstairs, I met him in the living room with a beer and a kiss.

"Hi," I said, giving him a proper greeting. He went for another kiss, and then accepted his beer.

"Thanks," he smiled. We snuggled up on the couch and talked about our week. "Mine was long," Eric groaned. "People are extra drunk and extra obnoxious at this time of year. At least they spend more money." I laughed at that.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, kids are extra hyper at this time of year. It takes a miracle for them to settle down the week before their Christmas holiday."

We did a little bit of snuggling and a lot of making out. I put a frozen pizza in the oven, and we had a very un-fancy dinner.

"Can we watch The Grinch?" I begged Eric. It was on TV.

"Really?" he laughed.

"Yes," I pouted. "The one with Jim Carrey."

"If you want to. I've never seen it."

"Never?" I gaped at him. He shrugged.

We watched The Grinch and finished our pizza and beer. Eric laughed a lot, and I was glad he enjoyed it. There was a Christmas special marathon playing on the channel, so after The Grinch finished I batted my eyes.

"Can we watch?" I gave him my best sweet smile.

"Yes, Sookie," he chuckled and kissed the top of my head.

We only got so far, though, before Eric's hands on me became more interesting than Christmas cartoons.

"Sookie," he kissed me. "Can we turn off the TV for the night?"

"Yes," I whimpered.

Eric carried me up to bed, laid on top of me, and kissed me thoroughly.

"Hold that thought," I whispered, kissing his nose. I grabbed the bag that contained my fancy lingerie and ran to the bathroom.

I figured I'd wear it tonight, since we'd be up late tomorrow night with everyone there, and I'd probably be very, very stuffed. Bloated turkey-and-stuffing belly didn't seem conducive to sexy lingerie. And at least tonight he'd have time to appreciate it. I put on the bra and panties, then the little nightie, and peeked my head into the bedroom.

Eric was sitting on the bed, just in his boxers. Mmm. I wasn't quite sure what I was supposed to do… strut? Give, like, a show? Rather than do that, I just emerged from the bathroom, and walked towards him, trying to walk slow but not too slow. I climbed onto the bed, and onto his lap.

"Hi," I said shyly, my cheeks flaming for the first time in a while. Dammit!

"Hi," he whispered, his eyes exploring my new outfit. "Are you my Christmas present?" he asked, running his hands over the silk nightie.

"No," I smiled. "Just a bonus, I guess." He chuckled.

"Look at you," he murmured, and the awe I heard in his voice melted my heart. He gave me a long, sweet kiss. "I love you in red."

"There's more underneath," I whispered.

"I'll get there," he smiled. We kissed for a long, long while, before his hands finally made their way under the nightie. He slowly lifted it over my head, and the hunger in his eyes, seeing what I was wearing underneath, made me feel so, so sexy. I brought his lips to mine and kissed him hard, putting as much passion as I could into it. He moved us so that I was under him.

"Fuck," he groaned. "I want you so much."

"Show me," I begged him.

And he did. We spent the rest of the night getting lost in each other, no more thoughts of Christmas cartoons on my mind.

I woke up in the morning with a smile on my face, and a man on top of me. A very excited man, going by what I felt pressed against me. The very large man was ravishing my neck with kisses.

"Merry Christmas, Sookie," he said in a deep, gravelly voice. Mmm, Eric's morning voice.

"Merry Christmas, Eric," I giggled. The kissing felt good, obviously, but I was distracted. It was Christmas morning! He kept going, and I tried to get into it, but failed miserably. I giggled again.

"What is it?" he asked, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Honey, it's Christmas morning!"

"I know," he kissed my jaw, "I'm trying to say Merry Christmas." He nibbled my ear.

"But… presents," I said. It was the best I could come up with under the circumstances.

He pulled away for a moment and I stuck out my bottom lip.

"Really?" He tried to sound put off, but I could see the smile in his eyes.

"I'll make it up to you," I promised. "We'll have time before Jason gets here."

"Fine," he sighed, and rolled off me.

"Thank you," I laughed, peppering his face in kisses. I jumped out of bed, and threw on a pair of Christmas jammies, ones that covered a little more than last night's. "I'll start the coffee!" I called to him as I ran down the stairs.

I put some biscuits and muffins in the oven to heat up, and started the coffee maker. I also made a little plate of Christmas cookies. When Eric came downstairs I was practically vibrating with excitement.

"Here," I handed him his mug of coffee. He took a long sip.

"Thanks." He smiled at me. Ha! Grumpy was excited too. I went on my toes and gave him a kiss, then pulled him to the living room. I sat him in front of the tree, and grabbed his stocking from the fireplace.

"Open this first," I smiled. He looked at it curiously.

"What's this?" He asked.

"Your stocking." He looked up at me smiling, if not a little bit confused.

"I didn't get you one, though," he hesitated.

"Don't worry about that, Jason's got mine."

Eric tore through his stocking, and chuckled at all the fun odds and ends I'd found him.

"Thank you," he said, leaning over to kiss me.

"You're welcome," I smiled.

"Your turn?"

"One sec," I got up to go grab the food that was done in the oven. I brought it into the living room, and set it down on the coffee table. "There we go," I sat down.

We exchanged our smaller gifts, and I'd say that we both did pretty well. Eric had gotten me chocolate, a couple of Romance novels—one of which was about vampires. That one had apparently been recommended by Pam, of all people. He also got me a Food Network cookbook, full of recipes from the shows that I watched, and the first season of a show I had mentioned wanting to start (Supernatural, since the two main actors were cute!)

Then, there were only two gifts left for us to give. I wanted to watch Eric open his, but he placed a box in front of me first. He smiled, be he was nervous as he watched me open it. I unwrapped the medium sized box, and there was a smaller, rectangle box wrapped inside.

"Is there another box in this box?" I teased.

"Sorry," he smiled, shaking his head.

I unwrapped the small, lightweight package, and then opened the box. My mouth dropped open. Inside was a pretty silver bracelet, decorated with a small heart charm. It was simple but it was stunning. I fought off the instinctual compulsion to wonder how much this gorgeous little thing cost, and focused on how beautiful it was, and that it was exactly my taste. I wanted to put it on and never, ever take it off.

"Sookie?" Eric asked nervously. I hadn't said anything yet!

"Holy crap," was what I finally came out with. He searched my face while I gathered my thoughts. "I… I love it, Eric. Oh my god," I breathed.

"Yeah?" He asked, giving me a sincere smile.

"Yes." I climbed onto his lap and wrapped my arms around him. "Thank you. I love it. I love you," I whispered in his ear.

"I love you too," he chuckled, rubbing my back. "I'm glad you like it."

"Will you put it on me?" I asked. He nodded, and fastened the bracelet onto my wrist.

"It looks perfect," he smiled at me.

"It does," I agreed. "I couldn't have picked out something more perfect myself." It was true.

I collected myself enough so that I could hand over the remaining present to Eric. He unwrapped the box with a small smile on his lips. He opened the box and took out the tickets. His eyes lit up when he realized what they were, much to my delight.

"Hockey tickets? This is so cool," he grinned.

"Yeah?" I asked, the same relief apparent in my voice that had been in his.

"Yeah. And it's against the LA Kings. You know that they won the Cup this year, right?"

"Now I do," I laughed. Well if I had somehow made some kind of good choice in games, it was all by luck.

"This is really awesome. You're coming with me?" He smiled.

"I can. I'm sure Jason would go with you, but I'm not sure he's as good of a snuggler as I am," I teased. "I'm taking you on a trip to Dallas," I promised. "I already called Pam to get you time off."

"Thank you, min älskare," he grinned, pulling me to him to give me a kiss.

"You're welcome," I smiled, giving him a kiss of my own.

We cleaned up the little bit of garbage we had produced from unwrapping our presents, and set the living room to rights.

"I need to shower before we get started on brunch," I bit my lip. "But first I kinda need to get dirty. Can you help me with that?" I batted my eyes.

"Hmm," he pretended to think. "I think I can help you, Miss Stackhouse."

He scooped me up and brought me to the bedroom, where we took our time getting dirty. We did shower after, which was where I made up for my postponement this morning.

I kept my robe on as I cooked up some brunch. I just made some bacon and eggs, and toast, just to tie us over until our Christmas feast began. We ate with sated smiles on our faces, and I kept glancing down at my new bracelet. I really loved it.

"I'll clean up. You go get ready," Eric offered, which was sweet of him.

As I was fixing my hair, the phone ring.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hiya, Sook. Merry Christmas!" It was Jason.

"Hey, Jase. Merry Christmas." It was odd that he was calling, since I'd be seeing him in a few hours, but whatever.

"Listen, Sook, I forgot to ask you… is it alright if I bring a date with me?"

"You wanna bring a girl to Christmas dinner?" I asked, shocked. This was a first for Jason.

"Yeah. She's kinda…my, you know, girlfriend."

"Oh! That's great, Jase. But… It's not, um, Dawn is it?" That would make a weird Christmas dinner, that was for sure.

"Naw, Sook, 'course not. Her name is Crystal."

"Wow. Okay. Well of course you can bring her, Jase. There's plenty of food."

"Thanks, Sook. I can't wait for you to meet 'er."

"Me either. You'll be over soon?" I asked.

"Yep, I'll see you in an hour or two."

We hung up and I was still in shock. Jason had a girlfriend! It was kind of a big deal. Eric came up once he was done, and watched me get ready.

"That was Jason," I told him. "He wanted to know if his girlfriend could come for dinner," I laughed.

"Really?" Eric laughed with me. "Wow. Maybe Jason's settling down."

"Maybe," I smiled. I'd like to see that.

I put on a dark red dress and a black cardigan. I had let my hair dry in soft waves, adding a little bit of hairspray, and put on a little bit of makeup. I looked casual enough, since the guys would all be in jeans. Eric was wearing a pair of dark jeans and a black button up shirt.

Eric hugged me from behind. I was excited for our Christmas dinner, and Eric could tell. The turkey had been in the oven cooking since this morning, and Eric had helped me with the prep. For someone who had never made a Christmas dinner, he was pretty good. It made me all warm and fuzzy to think that it was kind of like we were hosting it, together.

Jason arrived around three, with a small, pretty dark-haired woman beside him.

"Hi!" I greeted them. "Come on in. I'm Sookie."

"Hi," Crystal smiled. "It's nice to meet 'ya."

"You too," I smiled back. She seemed nice.

We all got settled with drinks and sat on the couch. I exchanged stockings and gifts with Jason. He got me some gardening stuff, which made me smile. Jason knew I loved the sun.

We exchanged some small talk until the others arrived. We learned that Crystal's last name was Norris, and she was from Hotshot. That worried me only a little because of Hotshot's reputation. But Crystal was polite, so it didn't make any difference to me.

Pam arrived next, and her and Eric greeted each other with a huge hug and kisses. I got a big hug too.

"Merry Christmas, Pam," I smiled at her.

"You too, Sleeping Beauty," she smiled. "Nice bling, too."

"Thanks," I blushed.

"Good job there, Northman." Pam winked at Eric, patting his arm.

"Thanks, Pam," Eric rolled his eyes. We settled Pam in with a drink and she joined into our conversation.

Lafayette and Tara arrived next, which I assumed would really get the party going. Eric seemed keen on introducing Lafayette and Pam, which I agreed would be funny. The two sassiest people we knew.

Lafayette crushed me in a hug. "Merry Christmas, Sook," he said.

"Merry Christmas, Lala," I giggled. He took my wrist when he noticed my new bracelet.

"Damn girl, that's a fine piece of bling," he smirked at me. Yeah, maybe him and Pam would get along.

"Thanks Lala, it was a gift from your Viking," I teased.

"Damn, boyfriend, where's mine?" Lala walked over to Eric.

I hugged Tara and wished her a merry Christmas.

"You too Sook," she squeezed me. "Sure smells good in here!"

"Thanks," I smiled. Tara always appreciated my cooking, and Gran's too.

Amelia was the last to arrive, and she had Tray in tow. I was glad that he could make it. I really liked him; I thought he was good for Ames. We hugged each other hard. I knew Amelia loved Christmas dinner as much as I did.

Once everyone was settled in the living room with a drink, I knew it was time for me to start in the kitchen.

"I'm gonna go get started with dinner," I whispered to Eric, before kissing him on the cheek.

"Want me to help?" He asked, bless his heart.

"Nope," I smiled. "You hang out with Pam, okay?" He nodded and brought me in for a kiss.

I went into the kitchen to get into work, and Tara trailed in behind me. It was kind of our thing, cooking together, and I liked having this time to spend with her. We caught up with each other, and she told me about her on again/off again relationship with JB. I felt bad for her because it sounded like she loved him, but they were having a hard time working things out.

When supper was ready, Ames came in to help us bring the food into the dining room. I'd extended the table to accommodate our group. We all sat down, and Lafayette stood up to make the toast. He was obviously the public speaker of the group.

"Here, here," he called out, raising his glass. "Alright, y'all. Now, Christmas is a time for family. And I consider you bitches family. I'd like to welcome the new members to our little group. Crystal, who tamed the Jason Stackhouse. Tray, with them broad, broad shoulders," Lala winked. "Pammy," I heard Pam scowl when he said that, "you fierce, skinny-ass bitch. And of course, my… I mean Sook's boyfrien', Eric." I looked over at Eric, who was smiling. "I love ya'll with all of my heart, and I look forward to eating Sook's, and Adele's, delicious food, and drink a shit load of booze, with yas. Here's too us."

"To us," we all repeated.

I looked around and smiled, because it really felt like we were a family.

EPOV

I was watching Sookie take in the scene, and she was really glowing. It was obvious that she loved Christmas, and I could see why. Sookie didn't have a lot of 'family,' which was something that her and I shared. But there were a lot of people that she loved, and loved her, that made up her real family, and I felt privileged to be included—and so eloquently, too, by Lafayette.

Sookie's meal was absolutely delicious. We all ate too much, and then went for seconds. We all helped out on the clean up, and it didn't take too long.

We all hung out in the living room, exchanging gifts and drinking happily. I exchanged with Pam, who liked her designer scarf. She'd given me a black v-neck sweater.

"Thanks, Pam," I kissed her on the cheek. It was nice to see her having fun, too. Pam and I weren't exactly used to having 'friends'.

Lafayette and Jason were truly the life of the party, and with every drink they had they got even funnier. Crystal was quiet, but I couldn't really blame her. She seemed nice, though, and Jason seemed to really like her. I liked Tray, and we always had fun together when he was around. I could see him becoming a friend.

Sookie started to drink with Amelia, and she got a lovely little flush in her cheeks. Lucky for me she also got cuddly when she was drunk, which I already knew from the very first night we met. She was constantly touching me or nuzzling into me. She was cute, as always.

By the end of the night, Jason and Lafayette were the most wasted, followed by Amelia, and then Sookie. Luckily each had someone to drive them home. Sookie was a little drunk but still functioning very well, so we said goodbye everyone and then locked up.

"We'll clean everything up tomorrow," Sookie smiled at me. I agreed.

We went up to her bedroom and she threw her arms around me.

"I had fun tonight," she said, giggling into my chest.

"So did I," I smiled. I lowered my face to hers and gave her a long kiss. She responded with passion.

"I like that our lives fit together," she smiled, when she pulled away. "And I like that we fit together."

"Yeah?" I chuckled at her drunk ramblings.

"Mhmm. And I like you."

"Yeah? Well I like you too."

"Good," she murmured, and kissed me hard.

I moved us onto the bed, where we proved exactly just how fucking well we fit together.

Later, Sookie was sleeping, curled into me. I stroked her soft skin, just watching her sleep. It was kind of amazing how much this tiny woman, who I'd only known for all of six months, meant to me. And how much she'd given me. She'd given me her friendship and her love, but she'd also given me friends, and, as Lala said tonight, family. Sookie had even allowed me to give that to Pam, who until I'd met Sookie, had been my only family.

"I love you," I whispered, knowing she couldn't really hear me. Either way, I hoped that my love, and my gratefulness, and all the happiness she'd brought me in these few months, could be conveyed in those words.

She was sleeping, so I knew she wouldn't respond. But she did shift a little, a little bit closer to me. I kept stroking her back until I fell into a deep sleep.

A/N: So I had a hard time figuring out what Sookie should give Eric for Christmas. But then I saw a picture on Tumblr of Askars and Ellen Page at the hockey game last year and, as a Canadian who enjoys hockey, I was like alrighty! I got hockey tickets three Christmases in a row, and I personally loved them... though I never got to go with any tall blonde Swedes ;)

Thanks so much for reading! I'm hoping that the next chapter comes much quicker, but I will have to do some research for it since there is a time jump, and they go on a little trip… and it's not to Dallas ;)