Hi! I'm so happy! My soccer team FC Porto reached the "UEFA Europe league" final! YAY! And I'm going to Dublin in two weeks time to watch the game, so I'll be able to buy "Dead Reckoning" there (it takes way too much time for the new book to arrive to Portugal). So, double YAY!

Anyway, here's chapter 14, a Pam's POV. I hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing. I tried to keep it character-like, but you'll be the 'judge' on that! Again: not my characters, I just play with them. And thank you BloodSucker815 and Charhamblin for your help. ~Célia

Pam "Shot Through The Heart"

Where were we? Was that the 'Never Ending Story' or something? Are we in the parallel world of Fantasia fighting "The Nothing" and riding in an oversized dog or a dragon or something that looked like it? WTF? Would this never end? Fuck. This was ridiculous. Abso-fucking-lutely ridiculous.

I was minding my own business, when I got David's call about Sookie being kidnapped. I immediately called Niall and started making things happen tout de suite. But soon after that call, I was calling Eric too. I pondered if I should call him for a couple of minutes, but then I decided to do it. I just knew he wouldn't forgive me if I didn't call him, even though now Sookie was "the one that we cannot speak off". Hell, maybe that wasn't the "Never Ending Story". Maybe it was Harry Potter's story, instead. It was still a fucking children's movie or book or whatever, and we were so not children.

So, shortly I was meeting Niall, and Eric and Bill and a few more vamps and fairies and we all went to Fairy to fight for a whole night and day (yeah, I really mean day, thanks to Niall's magic) and we managed to retrieve Sookie and help the sky fairies maintain their place in the Fae's hierarchic tree. Personally speaking, Sky Fae, Water Fae, Earth Fae or Fire Fae, it was all Fae to me and I just didn't care. But the Brigants were trying to save Sookie as well, and so we helped them.

And we did manage to get Sookie back. She was hurt but she was alive.

But there, in that hospital room, after the war, during that whole time I was with Sookie (and especially after giving her my blood and discovering that she was pregnant), I couldn't not think about all that mess and how we had ended up here…

So, first Eric and Sookie met – something completely normal, two people meeting for the first time. Sookie was pretty and she smelled good and she was Bill's, so obviously Eric became interested. Okay, that was still normal; there was nothing wrong with that. Eric would always be interested in cute girls with appealing smells.

But when Sookie didn't immediately fall for Eric, he started getting even more interested in her, and then, he fucking started to care about her. I mean: hello? Eric? Caring? WTF? And it got even worst because Sookie started caring about Eric as well, which was just as improbable as Eric caring about her because Eric was a motherfucking bad ass vampire. She liked him? Worried about him? Come on! Nevertheless, the truth was that they were indeed always teasing each other, and laughing together, and they both had this weird sense of humor, so they did understand each other perfectly. I mean, they became friends. Awkward with Eric being… Eric. But still acceptable. Yeah, it was hard to accept, but still acceptable, this… friendship.

But then things started to change when they eventually exchanged blood a few times (Dallas, Jackson and Rhodes), all special circumstances. And that was when I started to worry about Eric. He hadn't given his blood to anyone but me since I had been turned. So why was he giving his blood to a human? Granted, she was a telepath, but still… After that, they then spent a week together and something happened there! A week. A fucking week. Even less. It was just five or six nights. Five or six! Hell! And Eric was not even Eric by then. He was only this pale image of Eric. However something did happened then and there.

But as quickly as this "something" (whatever it was) had happened, it went away because Eric forgot that week. Everything was like before, but just for a while as some time later, he fucking remembered and all hell broke loose. They then got married by ceremonial knife, and Sookie freaked and left to Tennessee.

And then, I seriously thought that everything would be alright again. And it kind of was. I mean, Eric hid with his maker in Europe for six months, but then everything calmed down for a little while.

But, obviously, it wasn't the end of all this. Yeah, Sookie was away and Eric was fucking every good-looking girl he could. But hey, "Never Ending Story", remember? Because eventually Sookie started dating a were, and Eric kind of freaked again, and got together once more with that bitch Natércia – but then I actually understood Eric's reaction because Sookie was dating a fucking were-bear.

So, Sookie was still lost in Tennessee; her name unmentionable to Eric, who was living with Natércia. And even though I hate her, I must recognize that Nat was a positive influence on Eric. She was a pain in the ass to me, but Eric actually seemed okay with her and everything was alright again.

But just as the Harry Potter book series has several stories, this couldn't be the end of everything. Because that was when the fucking fairies fucking kidnapped Sookie! Eric, obviously, got into "fight mode" pronto and off we went to the Fae war. Then, there was the post-war, when they talked and seemed to get along. Kind of, more or less. Well, at least he didn't threaten to kill her husband… that had to be a good thing, right?

Now Sookie was pregnant… with an actual child! And a fucking bear was the father. And I was the one who had to tell Eric. Oh man! He was going to freak. He was definitively going to freak. Hell, I was freaking myself.

The thing was… the thing was… Okay, I realize that this was a heresy but it was true: Eric loved Sookie. There was no maker and no long time (800 years long time) girlfriend able to stop that. He loved her. Full stop. Yeah, it was true: Ocella's blood had helped him close the bond. Yes, he didn't feel her anymore. And yes, Natércia had helped him get a normal life. He was now able to live normally without Sookie's presence. But the truth was: she was always there. Sookie was always in Eric's mind. Fuck! She was on his heart!

How did this happen? How did the motherfucking bad ass vampire fall in love? I didn't know! I just… didn't fucking know. And I was there. From the beginning! Oh man! He was going to freak. A baby! A little baby.

The way he had told me to offer her my blood? His face? Well, it made me absolutely sure that after seeing her again, Eric was going to try to earn her back somehow. He didn't care that she was married. Hell, she was also married to him. Yep, he so had this "I'm so going to get the girl" face.

But now? With a baby in the picture? I feared that now it was Eric who'd stay away. He wouldn't try to interfere in a family's life. And with that baby, Sookie plus fucking bear now meant family. Eric was so going to freak.

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

-x-

So, I left the warehouse almost at dawn. Sookie was asleep by then and her fairy was there. I got home, I showered and I changed. I had drunk too much and I was positively full. Fucking delicious fairies. I locked everything and went to my room where I charged my cell. As soon as I turned it on again, I received a text message. It was from Eric: "Meet me at Bloodbath tomorrow. First dark."

Fuck! Of course he wanted to talk about her. He probably wanted my advice on how to react to her, how to make her love him again… He knew that I read the magazines and he knew I had human friends. He knew that she was my friend. He wanted to talk to me about her. Fuck!

I laid down in my bed thinking about all this. Again I felt grateful that I was a vampire and dawn would make me sleep without insomnia. True to my race, the second the sun went up, I was out.

The next night, I woke up, I showered, I dressed and I quickly drove to Bloodbath. I lived closer, but Eric was already there. I entered his office and sat in a chair next to his table. He was on the phone with Ludwig and I realized he was asking about Sookie. By his face I could tell everything was all right and that midget doctor hadn't told him about the baby. As soon as he shut his phone, he looked at me smiling. He was fucking smiling.

"She's good. The doctor says she's much better. Your blood really helped. Her husba… That David guy will pick her up tomorrow and take her home. She's still recovering but will be all right soon."

He was positively glowing with that news. I, on the other hand, felt awful.

"Great," I managed to say, "That's great."

He immediately saw that I had something to tell him, and that it wasn't good. Damn him. He always knew when I was hiding something. He knew me too well.

"What is it?" Eric asked. His smile was already leaving his face.

"There's something else. She told me when I gave her blood. Or rather, Ludwig told us. Niall didn't know either. Nor that tall dark-haired fairy, Claudine, and she's actually Sookie's fairy godmother, and…."

"Stop babbling Pam. What is it?"

I swallowed, even without needing to do it. And I took a deep breath. And then I just kept it simple and I whispered: "She's pregnant."

Eric didn't say anything, didn't move. He had absolutely no reaction. He just stared at me. I waited like ten or fifteen minutes but he just stayed there not talking and not moving. At all. Eventually, I continued: "It's her husband's, obviously. And he's a were bear, like I told you. So the baby is half were and…. well it looks like the baby's strong because he survived everything and is still healthy."

"He? Is it a boy?" Okay, good, he was talking again. Still not moving though.

"What? Umm... No. I mean: I don't know. I said 'he' but I don't know if it's a daughter or a son."

"A daughter or a son…" He repeated me. He was still not moving and now he wasn't even looking at me. He had his eyes focused on something somewhere on the wall behind my back. His mind was, obviously, not there with me.

"Yes," I finally said.

"Sookie is going to be a mother." Eric answered still unmoving. His eyes still locked into something unknown behind me. I felt that he wasn't asking but rather stating a fact. Either way, I had to keep him talking so I said: "Yes, she will."

"I see."

Okay. That was worst than freak out. That was some sort of bizarre reaction by non-reacting or something. It was freaking me out. Fuck!

"Eric?" I said, touching his hand above his table. He looked at me. Finally!

"That's wonderful news," his lips said but his eyes looked like he had received the worst news ever. And I mean: ever-ever! And ever for a one-thousand-years-old plus vampire is a long time. A long, long time. Besides: what the hell? Wonderful?

"Wonderful news?" Now it was I repeating his words.

"Yes. She's always wanted the husband, the kids, the white fence, the dog. She was always talking about how she grew up with that dream. It was her grandmother's dream for her. At least now she'll have it."

"Oohh…" I couldn't reply anything else… Hah? No. No. Stop. Just stop. Stop everything. Reality check needed here. ASAP! Eric? Altruistic? Happy for others?

"She will be a wonderful mother. I envy her child. She will love the child unconditionally. Sookie, a mother."

"But…" I couldn't help myself from asking; this was all too bizarre… "But, what about you Eric? She's your bonded, your wife."

"Yes, she is, but the pregnancy changes everything though. She will never leave the bear now."

"And will you be okay Eric?" I was really worried about my maker now.

"Yes Pam, my child, thank you. I… I have to rethink everything. I don't know what else there is to do..."

"Eric?"

He got up and started walking to the door. He kissed my forehead, smiled at me and said: "I need to be alone for a while now. I have to think. Goodbye Pam."

"No Eric, wait!" I grabbed his arm. I couldn't let him leave. I was afraid he'd do something radical. As in "meeting the sun" kind of radical. I had to do something. I put my arms around his neck and kissed his lips with passion. "Please, stay with me. I don't want to stay by myself tonight. Stay with me Eric, please stay." My eyes were filled with tears. I knew he could see the red in them.

Slowly, he took my arms from his neck and silently and slowly he kissed my lips. "I love you Pam and I am truly proud of you. And there are times when I really value your company and your opinion, but this is not one of those times," it really sounded like he was saying goodbye, "and I have to be alone now." In an instant he wasn't there. I knew that I could try but I would never catch Eric if he didn't want to be caught.

I dropped to my knees and cried as never before.

I know, I know… I pity Eric too. I'm just hoping that maybe he'll get tired of Sookie and choose me instead? Just kidding… These two belong together. Anyway, what did you think? Was this Pam-like enough for you? And what about an Eric's POV next? Would you like it?

"Shot Through The Heart" is one of my favorite Bon Jovi's music. "Shot Through the Heart, And You're to Blame, You Give Love, A Bad Name."