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Sookie

We got home, made a quick pizza, and settled down to watch another movie, with Jake in his little seat snoozing away, since he missed his afternoon nap. I made sure Eric called his Mom. That I could do.

"He's such a cutie, all sleeping like that." I smiled over at Eric, who was beaming over at him.

"Its hard to believe that I made him, well I guess technically Pam made him, but that he's half me."

"I think he's going to look a lot like you. He's already starting to." And he was. His thick blond hair was growing in a bit, and his eyes were all Eric.

"How many kids do you want to have?" The way he asked it, I could tell it was something he'd wanted to ask for a while.

"How many do you want to have?"

"You first."

"On three. One, two, three."

"Two."

"Two."

"Phew. My biggest fear is that you were going to say something like seven."

"Mine too. After Jake, I think I'd have about two more times left in me. This baby stuff is hard work, and he's only part time."

"Well lets hope it would be nothing as stressful as his beginning."

"When?"

"When what?"

"When do you want to have them?" Ah, the birth control pills. I knew something had sparked this sudden interest in reproduction.

"I don't know. I always thought maybe when I was around 30?"

"So in three years?" Yikes, was I that old? When did that happen?

"Yea, I think so. What do you think?"

"So that will put Jake at 4. That seems like a good divide. Can four year olds change diapers?"

"Its funny the things we didn't talk about before we got married. I guess we would have been in big trouble if we were clashing on a bunch of things."

"I think we would have worked it out."

"I know we would have. We seem to be able to work out most anything."

He was right. "I think its because we are honest with each other. Knowing that makes it easier to work through things that might come up."

"That or we're soulmates." Eric winked at me.

"Maybe so." I smiled back. "So what's the plan of attack for tomorrow? Do we tell Pam and your parents separately or together?"

"Lets tell Pam first. I'll tell her to come over around 4. That way we don't have to worry about her reaction being inappropriate and freaking Mom out anymore than she's already going to be."

"Sounds good." I was following Eric's lead on this one. I sent Jason an email to tell him, and I hadn't even heard back.

We spent the rest of the evening cleaning up two days worth of baby, and Eric booked our tickets for Japan in two weeks. I emailed Amelia to tell her I was coming for a visit, and she wrote back immediately, telling me that Tray had moved in with her in our old apartment, so I was welcome to my old room if I wanted to come to Kyoto, or that her and Tray would be happy to meet me in Osaka for the night. I opted for the Osaka option, since I knew Eric had to meet with someone there anyway. We convinced Jake to stay up until around 11pm, which was no small feat, but it meant we'd get to sleep in until around 6 or 7am with one or two wake ups.

We both crawled into bed. I rolled over on my side and ended up nose to nose with my very handsome and somewhat less black and blue husband. "I love you. And I can't wait to have your baby someday."

"And I can't wait for you to get all round and your amazing breasts to get larger and for all the practising we have to do until we get it just right." He reached down and pulled my shirt over my head. "You know, if I had it my way, you'd walk around topless all day, but only for me."

"Maybe we can do a topless Tuesday sometime." I winked at him as he slid himself between my legs, and removed my underwear with his teeth. Within seconds he he had me up on my knees, his head planted firmly between my thighs. I rested my hands on his chest, as he did what he did best. I'd decided this was his finest skill. Sure he was a good listener, a fantastic kisser, great with his gracious plenty, but this, this was, zero to orgasm in less than 3 minutes. And not just some minor tremor orgasm, more like like a 7 to 9 on the richter scale. If I thought of unappealing things, I could drag it out longer, but who really wants to do that. I could always have another one later. I moaned louder, as he moved a hand up to my breast and pinched lightly, sending me over the edge.

I sat back on my heels, willing the spots from my eyes. "You are truly the god of that."

He slid up beside me, and pulled me on top of him. I really loved everything about him, when we were in this position, well in any position. His arms were amazing, those abs, really all of it. His body was to die for. I slid myself onto him, and relished in his moan when I took him completely inside of me. His size was still deliciously painful at first, but always transformed to amazing by the second thrust. "You feel amazing." He moaned into my mouth, as he propped himself up his elbows to meet my lips, and brought his hips up to meet mine. We met each other thrust for thrust, until I saw the glossy look flash over Eric's eyes as he began to pulse inside of me, setting me off as well. As if on cue, Jake started crying. He groaned, followed by a non orgasm groan.

"At least he waited until you finished." I smirked at him, as he pulled his briefs on.

"Let me just bring him and we can return to our post-coital bliss."

I pulled his t-shirt over my head, as he brought Jake in and lay him between us. "He's been sleeping with Pam. We'll just lay with him until he falls asleep." Jake stopped crying instantly. "That's what he wanted. We'll just stick him in the bassinet once he falls asleep."

"Sounds good." I smiled, as Eric lay him on his chest, and pulled me into his arm. "Nothing is hotter than you and that baby. You know, all the nurses loved you in the hospital." I know I didn't need to contribute to his already swollen ego, but I couldn't help it.

"I know they did. I used to get shamelessly flirted with all the time when you'd be upstairs with Pam. They'd always ask if you were my sister, with hope in their eyes. You crushed a lot of dreams with that ring."

"You're so full of yourself."

"You brought it up. Besides, you're the one who is so desirable that you had men physically fighting over you last week. On more than one occasion."

"Thanks for reminding me."

"As if I could forget it, with this face." We drifted off to sleep, and I stirred slightly when I felt Eric get up and put Jake in the bassinet at the end of the bed.

***

Eric

I woke the next morning, Sookie's head still resting on my chest. I leaned down and kissed her forehead, and eased my way out from under her, and I poked my head in on Jake, who was awake but happily playing with his feet. "Hey Buddy, lets go take a shower." On our last doctor's appointment, the doctor had suggested trying him in the shower, since he seemed to hate the bath. It always ended in screams, which obviously wasn't pleasant for either of us. Pam had said the shower was going a little better, so it seemed as good a time as any.

It went better than expected. I managed to wash his peach fuzz without getting shampoo in his eyes, which was pretty good, and just as I was trying to figure out how I was going to clean myself with a slippery baby in hand, Sookie came in.

"Do you want me to take him? How are you planning to clean yourself?"

"I hadn't thought that far ahead. Thanks Lover."

"That's what I'm here for." She smiled and took Jake, and wrapped him up in a giant towel.

When I got out of the shower, she'd popped him in his little seat and was cleaning like a fiend. "You ok? The house was pretty clean."

"I don't want anyone thinking that you married a poor housekeeper."

I caught her by the couch and pulled her onto my lap. "I really don't want you worrying about this. They'll get over it, if they're even mad. I'm sure they'll care more that we're happy than if they got to witness some silly ceremony. Not that our ceremony was silly. Happiest day of my life. Well maybe on par with Jake's birth. I'm going to shut up now."

"I just feel bad. You're their only child, and its an important milestone. I wouldn't change our day for anything, but I just don't want them to think we didn't care."

"Please, just don't worry about it. They know you're perfect for me in every way that counts. You love me, you love Jake, that's really all there is."

"Ok, I'll try not to worry, but it would help if you cleaned the oven."

"Fine, Lover. If that will help."

I spent the next three hours scrubbing two years worth of grime out of the oven. Apparently oven cleaning hadn't been high on mine or Pam's list of priorities. When she arrived around 4, she nearly keeled over at the sight of me in rubber gloves.

"You know, you can hire people to do that. What the hell happened to your face? Is that from your fight with Sookie's ex?"

"Not before dinner you can't, and yes, it is. The nose is from round two, which I clearly lost." Sookie popped in a few minutes later, holding Jake. "Pam, sit down. We have something to tell you."

"Jesus, you aren't having another baby are you? Don't you think one bastard child is enough?" And that was the reaction we didn't want in front of my mother.

"We aren't having a baby." I looked at Sookie. "Yet." She raised her eyebrows at me. "But we won't be having any more bastard children in this family. And you shouldn't refer to our son like that."

"Jesus Eric, I was just joking. What are you getting at?" I wasn't in the mood for Pam's jokes.

"Sookie and I got married in New Orleans last week."

"Your mom is going to kill you."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence on that one."

"Seriously, she was excited about our wedding, and she didn't and doesn't like half as much as she likes Sookie."

"Thanks Pam." Sookie bounced Jake on her knee and he grinned, and then spit up a bit. I passed her a towel.

"And she's going to be even more mad that you didn't tell her you were doing it. Days of deceit there."

"Not helping. So you think she's going to be mad?"

"Yep, I do. Sorry, but you guys really should have thought that out. Eric, you're her baby." She reached for Jake, and Sookie passed him over. "If you ever pull that Jake, you'll be in big trouble. You hear me mister?"

I was a bit freaked out by Pam's reaction, since Jake was her only son, and the parallels were pretty much the same. Jake wasn't even walking and she was already thinking about how mad she'd be, which means that Mom had almost thirty years to think about this. I looked at Sookie.

She shrugged. "Well we've already done it."

"Now you're ok?" She who was cleaning like a freak an hour ago.

"I don't like the unknown. I can deal with terrible better than unknown."

"You got married with your face looking like that?" Pam cocked her head.

"Pam, if we weren't planning on using you and Jake for a buffer you'd have outstayed your welcome." I cocked my head back. "You aren't helping. We did it because we wanted to. We, being the people who this concerns."

"Hey, I don't care that you got married. Don't take this out on me. I'm glad I didn't have to put on some awful dress and attend my baby daddy's wedding."

Yep, that would be pretty awkward. Not as awkward as running into Bill, but pretty damn awkward. "Well we spared you that, I guess that's consolation." I rolled my eyes at her.

"Well, if you want to be an ass, then your son and I will be on our way."

Sookie, who'd been quite quiet, probably because neither of us had given her a second to get a word in edgewise, stopped our petty bickering. "Pam, please stay. You don't even have to say anything."

"Fine, I'll stay for Sookie."

"As if you would leave and miss all the drama. You live for this."

"I am dying to see Elsie's reaction. It will probably be second only to when I dropped her ring off that day."

"Would you mind not bringing that up?" Maybe Pam was a bad idea. I didn't want to know how that conversation went. At least Jake was here.

Pam spent the next twenty minutes ribbing me about my face, until we heard a familiar car pull into the driveway and everything went silent.

"I'll get the door." I got up and let them in.

"Hey you." Mom wrapped me up in a huge hug. "Your face looks better. So the doctor thought it was healing well?"

"Yep, he said it looked good. Well not good, but like it was healing. Hey Dad."

"Hey." He gave me a hug. "You book that trip to Hong Kong?"

"Yep, in three weeks. My face will be fine by then."

"I think you should go now. You look intimidating. Make them think we mean business." He winked. "We brought wine." Good, more wine. We bought three bottles yesterday. "Thanks, come on in."

They kicked off their boots and giant coats, and joined us at the kitchen table. "There's our boy. Hi Pam. Hey Sookie." Mom grabbed Jake and gave him about a million kisses.

"Hi Elsie, Peter." Pam had a delightful smirk on her face. Bitch.

I sat down beside Sookie, giving her hand a squeeze. She had an awkward smile on her face. "Hey."

"So, dinner will be ready in a few minutes. Anyone want some wine?" I know I wanted some.

Everyone said they wanted some, and Pam smirked as Sookie drank hers in one gulp. Everyone sat down and picked at the cheese and crackers that we'd put out.

Now or never I guess. "So we have some news."

"Oh? Sookie, did you sell your house? Eric, I'm still waiting to hear more about what happened to your face?"

"Yes, I did. Believe it or not, the person who bought my house, and the person who broke Eric's face are one and the same."

"Wow, that's quite a price to pay."

"He thought buying my house would make me take him back, or move back, or something. He's certifiable."

"Sounds like it. Well we're glad your back." Sookie smiled broadly at Mom. Who was was deflecting now?

"We have some other news." Everyone silently sat, waiting for me to speak. Pam looked like she was going to lose it laughing. Sookie had turned a shade of bright red. "Sookie and I got married in New Orleans last week."

"But you were going to get married here. We looked at locations. Eric, you were the only wedding I get. How could you be so selfish?" Mom looked completely hurt.

"Mom, we just wanted to do it. It was very spontaneous."

"You didn't even call. Eric, I don't even know what to say. Sookie, are you pregnant? We were going to go look at dresses."

Pam piped up. "That's what I said!" Mom shot Pam a shut up look. I really never wanted to know what transpired when she returned her ring.

"No, I'm not pregnant. Eric asked and we just decided to do it. We weren't trying to hurt anyone, we just wanted to do it. It just felt right. We've never really done things conventionally." She wasn't kidding on that one.

"Well what about your family? Was your brother there? Did you even take any pictures?" Please don't say anything about Sam and Lafayette, please don't say anything about Sam and Lafayette.

"No, I called him when we got back." Phew. Knowing that Sookie had had people there wasn't going to make her happy. She'd actually emailed and never got a response. He was such a fucker.

Mom went on for a few moreminutes, which seemed like hours and was just more of the same. Sookie looked close to breaking. She didn't have years of parental guilt under her belt like Pam and I. Mom was just about to launch into 23 hours of labour guilt when I looked over at Dad, who had a giant smirk on his face, and Jake on his lap. Mom looked over at the same time.

" Why are you so happy? Are you happy that our son broke my heart?"

"El, stop being so anti-climactic. Besides, Eric, unless you are really planning to break your mother's heart and abandon your son and move to Louisiana, you are going to have to get married here as well."

"What are you talking about?" Mom, Sookie and I turned and looked at him.

"Don't you remember when we were trying to decide if we wanted to get married here or in Canada? We decided on here, so we wouldn't have to do it twice, because we would have had to have a Norwegian minister and licence here too. So unless the law has changed, which I highly doubt, since the law never changes here, then you two are going to have to do, at minimal, a civil ceremony here."