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Chapter twenty-nine

Eric's POV

"How are things going with Sookie?" Pam probes as she counts her half of the money for our bar. We're meeting with the seller in about an hour, so we're getting our money ready now so that we can buy it today and start preparing it for business tomorrow. Then hopefully in about 3 months, maybe less if my plans work correctly, we should be open for business. That means income and me working and owning the bar I have dreamed of since I was 17 years old.

"Great, actually; she's amazing, we have a lot in common and she's fun to be around. The only problem is that she has to work a lot; I guess it's something I need to get used to, but I just can't. She's been working double and triple shifts for the last two weeks, and within those two weeks she's only had 1 day off, excluding weekends. She does get weekends off, usually, but she got called in to work this weekend just gone. The last weekend we properly spent together was her birthday weekend like two weeks" I sigh, something in my chest aching at just the thought of Sookie not being with me.

What the fuck is this God damn feeling?

"You're in love with her" Pam laughs, my head snapping up so that I can glare at her.

"I am not in love. Eric Northman does not do love" I snap at her, making her only laugh even more. Bitch.

"Eric Northman didn't do relationships before he met Sookie. So I think it is entirely possible that Eric Northman now does love. You fucking loving her, and you will soon realise that after the denial has gone down"

"I don't love her! I like her, yeah, but love? Really? I don't think so" I shake my head, not letting her win. She will not win this, I know me and I know my feelings; love is one thing that I am pretty certain I am not feeling. At least, I don't think it is…

"You keep telling yourself that" Pam pats my shoulder before shoving her pile of money into the middle of the table. I grab it and put it next to mine, my mind wondering over to how we will decorate the place. I'll have to decide that when I see the place.

"You ready to go, or am I going on my own?" I probe as I shove the money into an envelope before putting it into a carry bag. After doing that I put it in a backpack, with a few other items, I'm staying at Sookie's tonight, as I look at Pam with a raised eyebrow.

"You go one your own. I'm meeting with one of my models, I'm breaking her in" she winks at me, making me chuckle at her as I give her a quick hug.

"I'll see you later, Pam, and don't be too hard on the poor girl" I laugh as I walk out of her house, shutting the front door behind me.

I look down at my watch to see that I need to really get a move on if I plan on being on time to this meeting; he specifically said that if I am not on time, he'll give the building to someone else. And that I don't want. But even as I'm speeding down the roads to make sure I'm on time, my mind keeps wondering back to what Pam said. Do I love Sookie? Is that what this feeling is?

Sookie's POV

"You look tired, Sookie" Quinn notes thoughtfully as I lean against the desk, waiting for our next emergency patient to be rushed through. No one has told me what's wrong with him, only that he's done something similar to what I've dealt with before. So there is a rather large ranged as to what the problem actually is, I hope it's something simple. I'm afraid that if it's anything complicated I won't be able to think or do it correctly. My boss knows how tired I am, he says today is my last double shift and I should be doing normal single shifts for the next few weeks after this. And through all of this I have missed Eric, I miss his voice, I miss seeing him and I miss just being able to spend time with him. And this job has been making me so stressed that my periods are always late, I mean always. Every period I have had since starting this job has been two weeks late. Either that or I just have a strange period pattern. I wonder if this is even the right career for me anymore.

"Thanks, you really know how to make a girl feel beautiful" I grumble at him just as the patient finally comes through the double doors and what I see almost send me into a hysterical fit.

This poor teenage boy has got his penis stuck in a hoover pipe. He's bright red and hiding his face under his arm as well. I go over to him, picking up a blanket as I go, and when I get to him I drape it over his lower half; he opens his eyes slightly to look at me.

"Don't worry about it, not too long ago I had a grown man in here and he had his stuck in a bottle" I laugh, lightening the mood. The teenager laughs as well as I follow the bed cart the interns are pushing, looks like my day has just brightened up. In fact, I think my day can only get brighter. I am seeing Eric later on, and he's staying over at mine. All I can say is thank God that Amelia is staying at Tray's tonight; I don't think Eric and I could do much if she was there. Even if all we do is cuddle up on the couch and watch a movie; I just need some alone time with him.

"Okay, can I have your name please?" I probe with a smile; the boy looks at me awkwardly as he shifts his weight slightly.

"Nathan Compton, ma'am" he informs me, my head snapping up to look at him. He does look a little like Bill, but surely he's not…

"Are you a relative of Bill Compton?"

"Yeah, he's my Uncle" he grins at me, obviously very proud of his Uncle.

"Oh, are you close to your Uncle?" I probe with my 'Crazy Sookie' smile. I do not like this topic of conversation, but I need to make this boy feel comfortable within this new environment while we wait for his parents. I have no clue where they are…

"Yeah, we're real close. We go out all the time; he takes me to baseball and football. He's great! It's just a shame my Pa, his brother, don't like him. My Pa said that my Uncle is an asshole" he shrugs his shoulders like it's nothing. At least someone in the Compton family has a brain.

"Where are your parents?"

"I was on my own when I was…wanking off with the hoover. The suction felt so good against my cock that I didn't even notice that it was stuck until I had met my end and came; my parents weren't in and I couldn't get it out. So I called for an ambulance and phoned my parents up on my way here. They said they'd be here ASAP"

"Okay, well, Nathan, I have to go. It's the end of my shift in ten minutes, but I will be passing you over to Nurse Bellefleur. She is great at her job, and she has been known to go for the younger man, she's twenty-one and your eighteen, am I correct?" I ask, making him nod enthusiastically as Portia comes in, her eyes quickly taking in young Nathan. She is such a cougar; I heard that when she was 17 she slept with a 15 year old. Which is just sick in my opinion, but I guess it's what you prefer in life. She obviously doesn't like men her own age or older, and I'm not about to hold that against her.

Eric's POV

"Sookie" I grin as I open my arms open for her to run into, my bag on the floor and forgotten about as I stand outside her house, off of the porch. She laugh as she runs up to me throwing herself into my arms where I left her up before slowly sliding her down my body until her legs come to wrap around my waist, her arms around my neck as our lips connect. I have missed her.

"Hello to you, too" I chuckle, my arms holding her closer. She rests her head on my shoulder, my lips pressing light kisses on her neck; both of us sighing happily, that God damn feeling popping up again. I really want to know what that feeling is, but I'm scared that if I do find out, it'll scare me away from Sookie. I have never felt anything like this, and I'm scared I'm going to lose her if I find out its more than I thought and I turn and run away scared. I don't want to hurt her.

"I've missed you. I'm sorry we haven't been able to spend that much time together due to work, but I'm glad we can have the next day or two together" she smiles at me as I place her down, for answer I crash my lips down onto hers. Just so I can taste those delicious strawberry flavoured lips of hers. I still can't believe she hates strawberries; I mean, seriously, who the fuck hates strawberries?

"It's okay, I'm just glad we can have this time together. I brought a film with me; how does The Swan Princess sound?" I grin at her, feeling over joyed that I remembered her talking about this film. I even brought some other films for us to watch as well, not that I plan on us watching them. Maybe one, but even then I plan on us making out. Then heading off to her bedroom…

"Really? Oh, wow! Thank you. I love that film thank you for remembering, you're so sweet" Sookie gushes as she kisses me, her arms wrapping around me. I couldn't help but grin like a proud fool who has just managed to please his woman. That's right; Sookie is my woman and no one else's.