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Sookie

I woke part-way through our flight, with my head tucked into Eric's shoulder, and his laying on top of mine. I went to move, because my neck was terribly kinked from our position, and I tried my hardest not to disrupt him, since I knew how rare him sleeping on a plane really was. I was unsuccessful though, as he picked his head up, and shook it a little bit.

"How much longer?" He wiped some sleep from his eyes, which were still very black and blue from the weeks events.

"You did pretty good, I think about an hour."

"Wow, you really wore me out." He winked at me and lowered his voice. "Mile-high club?"

Part of me was intrigued, but it would be really embarrassing to get busted. "What if we get caught?" I lowered my voice to match his.

He looked very surprised that I didn't just smack him and downright refuse, which a big part of me wanted to do. However, the smaller, horny part had won out to reason. I could see him mulling it over in his head. "You go to the bathroom, the one in the back, where the flight attendants aren't sitting. Unlock the door in three minutes, and I'll join you. Who cares if we get caught, we can chalk it up to being newlyweds."

He had a point. If I had had more time to think it over, I probably would have also refused, but I found myself getting up from my seat, after making some very smouldering eye contact with my new husband.

I made it to the bathroom and closed and locked the door. Phase one complete. The next three minutes were excruciatingly long, but I was impressed when I looked in the mirror and actually didn't look too bad, after sleeping on a plane for the last 5 hours. At two minutes and 45 seconds on my fancy new watch, I reached over and unlocked the door. I stood there, for a minute, my heart pounding in my chest. Finally, I heard the doorknob turn, and Eric, a huge smirk on his face, joined me silently and locked the door. Without a word, he turned me around, and bent me over the tiny sink. The feeling of being so naughty was the ultimate aphrodisiac. "You're going to have to be quiet Lover. Can you do that?" Eric murmured in my ear, as his hands reached under my dress, sliding down my tights and underwear.

"I'll try." My breathing was hitched before I even felt his hardness against my back. As he entered me, I brought my hand up to cover my mouth. The idea that I had to be quiet made my body want to respond louder.

"You realize that you've ruined me for flying on my own forever Lover?" His breathing sped up a bit, and he buried his head in my shoulder, as he continued thrusting. "Fuck, this is amazing."

I felt my orgasm building, but did my best to keep it under control, until I figured out a way to do it quietly. "Eric, I'm close." I grabbed his hand, which was up my dress, teasing my nipples relentlessly, and held it over my mouth, using my hand to keep my balance.

He held it there. "Me too. Fuck, this is even hotter than I fantasized it being, on all those long ass flights." He began to moan.

"Shhh.."I teased him, pushing back a little harder, and sending him over the edge. I came, biting down on his hand, to keep from crying out, spilling his blood in my mouth. We both collapsed over the sink, his weight heavy on my back.

We laid like that for a minute, our breathing mutually slowing together. I finally spoke. "We should get back to our seats." We both grabbed some tissues and cleaned up a bit. "I'll go out first." I pulled up my tights and smoothed my dress, stopping for a moment to wrap my arms around his neck, and give him a kiss. "See you in a few."

I ducked out of the bathroom, looking suspicious as all hell and made it back to my seat, slinking in and fastening my seatbelt. About two minutes later, Eric slid in next to me, still with that smirk on his face. I loved that smirk.

"I can't believe we pulled that off." I murmured in his ear.

"Honestly, between the sleeping and the sex, I really don't know how I ever flew without you." He wrapped his arm around me, and I nuzzled into his arm. The landing announcement came a few minutes later.

By the time we got in the cab, and back to our house (the our house part felt fantastic), it was pretty late, and damn cold. I started up the steps, but was quickly stopped.

"I told you, Mrs. Northman, I want to carry you over the threshold."

"You're silly, but ok." I wrapped my arms around his neck and he carried me through the door, and set me down on the couch.

"Let me get the luggage, and call Pam about tomorrow, and then we'll go to bed?"

"Sounds good." I lay on the couch, and listened as Eric brought the luggage in, and went in his office to call Pam. They agreed that I'd pick Jake up tomorrow around lunch time. I smiled as Eric made up an excuse about a conference call with his Hong Kong contact that might take most of the afternoon. I understood his hesitation about his face, and it wasn't because he gave a shit what Pam thought, it was because he knew I felt awful, about all of it. He also knew, like any mother, Elsie would obviously make a big fuss about it, which would make me feel worse. I was grateful that he was protecting my feelings, knowing what women, especially the ones in his life, were like. It was going to be hard enough telling everyone we got married without including them, and the last thing either of us wanted was a rift in my very amicable relationship with two very important women in his life, because they certainly weren't going to be placing much blame on perfect Eric. Not that I argued with that, I had a hard time placing any blame on him either, for much of anything.

He came back into the living room and lay down beside me. I examined his face. "Don't take this the wrong way, because it does look better, but I think you should see someone here about your nose. What if it affects your breathing or something? I mean, it looks fine, but I'm no doctor."

"Yea, I'm going to do that tomorrow. I want to make sure there's not more damage than just the bruising. How does it look though? I think the swellings almost gone."

I touched around his nose. "You aren't wincing like you did a couple of days ago, and the bruising is starting to fade. But I would feel much better if you had someone else look at it."

"I do agree. I need to make my work schedule tomorrow as well. I need to spend some time on one of the boats in March, and make an appearance in Hong Kong and Japan before then."

"I'd love to go see Amelia."

"Then you'll come on that trip with me. We should also plan a honeymoon, but it will have to be after Pam's week in April."

"I need to talk to your Mom about applying for schools as well."

"I guess we both have a lot of things to take care of. We'll have to file all the marriage paperwork here too and get your name changed." He smiled at that one.

"That's right. Well, lets tell your parents first, and then we'll take care of all that. We don't need some tabloid reporter catching us at the office or something."

"Good plan. I have a better plan, and it involves you and me in our bed, sleeping."

"Just sleeping? That's very unlike your usual plans."

"We'll make other plans in the morning. After my time with Jake after you left, I think we both need to catch up on our sleep before three days with him."

"Ok, lets go." I got up, and made a lame attempt to pull him up, but luckily he helped out a bit. It felt so good to wash my face in the sink here, and crawl into the cool sheets. I pulled on his t-shirt and pulled his arm around me, and we both fell into sleep.

I woke up, sunlight streaming in the window. I checked the alarm clock. Ugh. "Eric, its 11:30. You told Pam I'd be by in a half hour to pick up Jake."

He rolled over and grunted. "I'll make you breakfast. Just throw on some sweatpants. She knows we got in late."

I pulled myself out of his arms and made my way to the bathroom. Thank God Pam lived so close. I brushed my teeth and pulled my hair up in a ponytail. I found some yoga pants and a hoodie and made my way downstairs. I pulled on all my winter gear, warmed up the SUV and made my way over, all the while cursing Eric for his broken face. Pam would have happily dropped Jake off. I smiled when I found a parking spot right in front of Pam's building, and then again, when I thought of seeing Jake.

I buzzed and Pam let me in. She was standing there, with the door open, holding Jake, and looking tired, when I made my way up to her door. "Sookie Stackhouse, you're a sight for sore eyes. How was Louisiana?"

"I'm not quite ready to talk about it, except to say I'm pretty damn happy to be back. Do you want to come over for dinner when you pick Jake up in a few days? I have a little present for you."

"Sure. Call if you need anything. Jake's been sleeping more, but he'll be happy to see Eric, and by him, I mean me, and by Eric, I mean both of you." She handed him over. "Here's his bag."

"Thanks Pam. We'll see you soon." I gave Jake a kiss, and we were on our way. I pulled in the garage and groaned when I noticed Elsie's car parked in the driveway. So much for that plan.

"Maybe Granma will be happy when she sees your little face." I cooded at him, as I got him out of his carseat. I slowly opened the garage door, and took Jake into the living room, past Eric's office. I really didn't want to get in the middle of things if they were fighting, and Elsie's voice was raised.

"Eric, you need to go to the hospital. I can't believe you flew with your face like that."

"I'm fine. I'm going to go see the doctor tomorrow. I just made an appointment." Things seemed ok, so I poked my face in.

"Hi Elsie."

"Hi Sookie, perhaps you would like to tell me what happened to my son's face. He doesn't seem to want to regale me with your adventures in Louisiana."

I looked at Eric, who shrugged, and then his eyes lit up when he saw Jake. "There's my boy." I handed him over. "Mom, its really not much worth telling." He cooed at him and sat him on his lap.

"My ex-boyfriend and Eric got in two fights. Well, one wasn't actually a fight, one was more like a cheap shot. He's been to a doctor in Louisiana." I waited for her to freak out on me, but she turned to Eric.

"What are you, in tenth grade again? Jesus Eric. Fighting? You have a child."

"Mom, I'm not doing this. I'm tired and we just got back. We can talk about this in a few days." He got up, and gave her a hug, using Jake as a buffer. Smart. "Why don't you and Dad come over for dinner in a few days." I was glad he didn't trying and pull that deflecting shit with me, but maybe it was easier to buy from your son than your husband.

"Fine. Please call me after you go to the doctor tomorrow though. I'm just concerned."

I thought I'd try and change the subject. "Elsie, can we talk about registering for university programs sometime?"

"Of course Sookie. Make sure he calls me." She gave Jake a little kiss and headed out the door.

When we heard her pull out of the driveway, we both breathed a collective sigh of relief. " She didn't notice the rings."

"Yea, the two things in one day may have been a bit much to deal with."

"Just for the record, if you are ever deflective like you were with her, with me, we're going to have a problem."

"She knows when she's being too motherly. I'm a bit too old to be explaining myself to her." Subject change time. I had no idea how adult children interacted with their parents. Maybe deflection was the name of the game. "Jake looks even bigger than he did when I left." He carried him into the living room, and the three of us curled up on the couch.

"He's pretty awesome. He smiled when I picked him up from Pam. I think he remembered me."

"Of course he remembers you. He's seen as much of you as he has of me or Pam. You're officially his step-mom now."

"I know. I was thinking that on the drive over. What do you think he'll call me?"

"Well, Pam will probably be Mor, so you can probably have Mom if you want it. I guess we'll be the English house, and Pam can speak Norwegian to him."

I raised my eyebrows. "I'd be quite honoured to be Mom. But I do want to learn Norwegian."

"I don't suggest you learn from me. Mine is, what did teachers used to say, flawed, especially since I speak so much English for work."

"I think I'd do better to take a class. Maybe I'll focus on that until I can start university in the fall."

"I'm sure you would have no problems finding a course. I'd also really like you to learn about my family business too, because I'd like you to come with me when you can."

"I'd be up for that for sure." Eric got up to get Jake some formula, while I played peek-a-boo with him on my lap. "Eric?"

"Yea?"

"Can I see the Bill file?" I had to ask, just in case there was anything in there that I would see as important.

"Yea, just a minute." He sounded slightly annoyed. Too bad.

He came back a few minutes later, with a bottle of formula and a very fat file. "There's not really much in there, besides what I told you, but go to it."

"Are you mad?"

"No, I just didn't want to think about any of that, since we're back now."

"I just need to make sure you didn't miss anything. Like with Pelt."

"I know." He picked up Jake and started feeding him. "Lets get it over with."

The first page I came to, was the most recent bill for Bill's research. My eyes went wide. "You paid $40,000 to have him watched? Eric, that's more than I earned in a year teaching."

He shrugged. "A small price to pay to ensure our security. Lover, I don't really have to worry about money. It was well worth it."

We'd have to talk money eventually I guess, but this was about the Bill file. "I can't believe he moved into my old apartment, with Lorena." I kept flipping. "And that he works with kids." a couple pages further. "You really didn't leave a thing out."

"I told you. No more of that." He leaned over and kissed my forehead. "And I'll take the rest of our lives proving that to you."

"You don't have to do that. Just don't do it again."

Jake was already sleeping more soundly than when I left for Louisiana. He went to bed around 9pm, and slept until about 4am, only getting up once to eat and have his diaper changed. Eric and I watched a movie, and actually had a bit of adult time, which had been much harder before I left.

We woke up the next morning, and Jake and I went with Eric to the doctor. The doctor in Monroe had actually done a good job setting it,and he didn't see any problems with just letting it heal. I also managed to get him to write me a new prescription for birth control pills, since I hadn't had it renewed in the states. I was about a week from running out, so the timing was perfect.

We were low on groceries, so we stopped off on the way and got food for tonight, and for our big reveal meal. We decided on spaghetti, and salad. I don't really know what the protocol for an eloping announcement meal is, but we made sure to get a bit of wine, and by a bit, I mean a lot.