Abigail's hands found Eric's chest and pushed him away. Eric started to let out a barely giggle-like laugh as blood slowly dripped down his chin. She knitted her eyebrows in confusion as he started to roll on the ground…laughing hysterically. Abigail quickly stood up and stepped away from Eric who also stood up, stumbling on his feet.

"More," he whispered and came closer to her.

"There is no more. You drank it all," she told him quickly.

"Abby," Sookie warned. "We need to get him into the cubby."

"I know, but we need to be careful." Abigail said.

"I want more," Eric said more firmly, but yet a little weak.

"You can't have anymore. You drank her dry as a tomato and now you're going to go to your room."

Eric's hand quickly moved aside her curls from her neck as he walked towards her, his face having no emotion on it. "Drink you."

"Eric, you'll kill me," she blurted out.

Eric froze and looked her straight in the eyes as he frowned. "I would never…I would never harm you."

For some reason, that warmed her heart at hearing how sincere he sounded. She gulped and moved her hair over her neck. "Damn right you won't. Now let's go back to the cubby."

Eric put away his fangs and Abigail turned, walking back to the house. She heard Eric chuckle behind her, but thought nothing of it as she walked back to the house with Sookie in front of her. She heard a whoosh behind her and yelped as she felt a pinch on one of her ass cheeks.

"What the fuck?" she scolded. "Please, tell me you did not just pinch my ass."

Eric laughed incoherently as he checked her out as he circled her. "Cute butt."

Abigail shrugged. "Thanks. You can look, but you can't touch."

She started to walk forward, but yelped again when Eric used both of his hands to fully grab her ass cheeks, squeezing them tightly. She was going to scold him, but then she heard Sookie laughing in the background. She glared at her.

"What the hell are you cackling about back there, fae?"

Sookie calmed her laughter. "The way you sounded when he squeezed your butt was hilarious. I have never heard you scream that loud before."

"It was a yelp, not a scream," Abigail corrected.

Eric started to laugh hysterically again and then Abigail eyed him curiously.

"Oh my fucking God, you are drunk."

"As a skunk," Eric chuckled drunkenly. He leaned in, still smiling widely, "Catch me."

He sped away and Abigail groaned in frustration, "Eric Northman, you get your cute behind back here right now!"

Eric sped up close to her and she rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest. He started to laughed like a mad man as he bounced all over the place. Abigail could barely keep up with his speed…it was insane.

"Never," he said seductively into her ear from behind.

Abigail jumped away and her hands tightened into tiny fists, twitching to hit the Viking in the face.

"Come on," she whined. "It will be sunlight soon. We have to get inside."

"I don't care," he laughed then sped off into the distance.

She ran her hands through her hair and turned to Sookie. "What am I going to do? Pam's gonna kill me if I let him die."

"I think I may know someone that can help us," Sookie said which made Abigail arch her eyebrow in curiosity.

An hour later, a familiar truck pulled into the driveway and Abigail smiled brightly at Alcide when he stepped out. She ran to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, laughing happily.

"Wolf boy!"

"Hey there, Christy," Alcide replied softly as his hand stroked her curls when he returned her hug just as tightly.

"You're here."

"Of course I'm here…you are…I'm happy that you're alive."

"You and everybody else that I know."

They pulled away and Alcide said, "So how is Eric even running around in the daylight anyways?"

"It's a long story. We'll tell you about it on the way over there," Sookie said.

Alcide started to remove his clothes and Abigail quickly turned around saying, "I just can't seem to make friends with men who can't keep their clothes on."

Alcide laughed. "You make the wrong kind of friends then."

She heard a growl behind her and smiled at the familiar sight of Alcide as a wolf. Alcide took off running in the other direction.

"You go to work," Abigail told Sookie and then took the blanket from her. "Go to work, Sook, he's my responsibility and I've go this."

Sookie looked hesitant at first then nodded. "Fine. Call me when you find him."

Abigail followed Alcide and ran as fast as her legs took her. They ran threw the woods, jumped over logs, and she told him what had happened. They suddenly stopped at a large glittering lake and she huffed a breath.

"Come on, Wolf boy, we don't have time for drink of nasty-ass lake water," Abigail told him.

Suddenly a very naked Eric popped out from under the water, his arms raised in the air.

"Hey, Abby! Where you've been?!" Eric exclaimed happily. "Come. Play with me. It's wonderful here."

Abigail shook her head quickly. "Nah-uh, you crazy Viking. Get your cute ass out of there before they chop off what's left of your manhood."

"I am Ægir, God of the Sea, and you are Rán, my sea goddess."

Abigail's heart softened a little at what he did and yet she became so confused because the Eric that she knew had never said anything like that to her before. She scoffed. "We're in Louisiana. I'm pretty sure that there are gators in there, you psychopath!"

Eric laughed happily then laid on his back onto the water, a squirt of water coming out of his mouth. "They are nothing compared to me! I'll just kill all of them. Gators…" he whispered.

"Krokodil! Show yourselves," Eric shouted then splashed the water around with his arm violently. "Cowards!"

Alcide shifted back into his human form saying, "Wow. He really is different."

Eric growled loudly and bared his fangs viciously at Alcide. "Get away from her!"

"Fuck you, she wants me here." Alcide snapped and Abigail made sure to force her eyes to not look down at the both of their nakedness.

Seriously, what is with everybody and being naked in front of me?! I think that they're trying to scar me for life or something…

"Eric," she scolded. "This is Alcide, he's our friend and here's to help you. Please just don't fight him."

"Oh, yes I do want to fight him. Prepare to die, you stinking dog."

"Take a shot, you dumb shit fanger."

Eric and Alcide started to growl at each other, resembling wild animals. Abigail rolled her eyes. "God, seriously, you two! You're nothing but a couple of babies right now. Alcide stop making that noise and Eric Norhtman, I swear to God you better put up those fangs and you better make sure that I don't have to come in there to make you."

Eric opened his mouth to reply, but then he hunched over and she saw that his skin was slowly turning red. His body looked so stiff right now and pain slowly came onto his face.

"Ah…uh, I don't really feel so good, Abby," he said in low pain.

Abigail stepped into the water and wrapped the blanket around his shoulders. "Come on."

"Abby, I hurt so badly," Eric said then came towards her.

"I know," Abigail replied.

"I don't want to go back to the dark…I-I don't want to leave," Eric said softly then he looked sadly at her. He looked so sad that it really broke her heart just by looking at him. He looked so innocent.

"I know. So vamp speed to the house and keep that blanket on. We'll be right behind you." Abigail told him.

Both Eric and Alcide took off into the distance as she tried to keep up with them, but was running out of breath.

They led Eric back to his little cubby and placed him on the bed.

Eric acting so much like a child that Abigail really wanted to get frustrated at, but she just couldn't. She had never sent his side of Eric before…it really intrigued her.

"You're clean," she told him.

Eric wrapped the blanket around his shoulders more and he stopped her refusing, "No. Nope."

"You'll get the bleeds," she huffed in frustration.

"I know what the bleeds are," he snapped softly.

"Then you get to clean it up after you've bleed," Abigail shot back and began to climb up the ladder.

"Stay with me," Eric suddenly said. "Please."

Abigail bit her lip and played with the idea at first then realized how silly it was since he couldn't control himself when Claudine came. So she didn't know how exactly he would react to her specific kind of blood. It was a bit unnerving when she was around him because she never really knew what he would do…he was so unpredictable since she didn't know what kind of person he was.

She shook her head at him. "I can't. I have things that need to get done. I'll be back though."

"Oh," Eric said in disappointment.

Abigail climbed up the ladder and went upstairs. She knitted her eyebrows in confusion as she saw the way Alcide had hugged Sookie on the porch. It was a little strange to see since Abigail had only seen her with Bill.

It was a little unsettling, but yet Alcide and Sookie would be good for each other because they really do need someone for each other. They at least deserved that much in their crazy lives.

Abigail climbed down the ladder since Eric had been very quite the entire time since it became sunset. It started to worry her so she decided to go down their and check on Eric 2.0.

He was curled up in a ball on his bed, shirtless like always.

"Hey there, Eric 2.0, you okay?" she said awkwardly. "You're so quite. This isn't like you."

"Yes, it is."

She chuckled softly. "The Eric that I know wouldn't let anything get him down."

"I am Eric," he snapped more forcefully.

"Yes, you are Eric, but I'm talking the Eric that has his memories. He may be a bastard, a trouble maker, and way too possessive, but he's err, a happy vampire."

"I'll never swim in the sun again," he said sadly. "Never feel it on my skin…never see it shine through your hair."

"I can get you a picture of it if you want-"

"Don't," he said then sat up. "Don't talk to me like I'm a child."

"Honestly," Abigail said. "I really don't know how to talk to this version of you."

Eric turned his head to her at that. "How do you talk to me?"

"I don't know. It's different though from this one."

"Do…d-do you like this version of me?"

Abigail nodded. "Yeah, I do…but I like that other version of you as well."

"If you had to, which one would you choose?"

"Eric-"

"Which one? Just choose one."

"Why is it so important about what I think about it?"

"It's you."

"That doesn't-"

Eric suddenly grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her passionately on the lips, his fingers digging into her scalp. Abigail…she really did want to pull away from him, but the kiss that they had shared was so different from the many kisses that she shared with the other Eric. They kissed her in entirely different ways.

Eric's tongue seeked entrance through her mouth and she opened her mouth. His tongue softly and yet hesitantly touched her own. She didn't even notice that he already had her on her back on the bed with him top, just kissing her gently. One of his hands threaded through her curls and tugged them a little bit, forcing her head to go back a little as he kissed her neck whilst his other hand traveled down her body slowly.

She arched her back when he sucked the pulse on her neck. Abigail bit her lip and then Eric's head came up, smiling. He then held her bottom lip between his teeth and pulled it back a little bit. Then let it go with such grace that it really surprised her that she was still under him and becoming entranced by him so quickly.

Abigail looked up at him and he looked down at her in awe.

"You're the reason why I don't want my memories back…because then I know that I will lose you," he confessed.

Eric kissed her passionately on the lips and then pecked her cheek. "Stay with me tonight?"

She nodded silently and turned on her side. Eric moved his body closer to hers, wrapping his strong arms around her waist and pulling her back more into his chest. Eric had his face in her curls and he couldn't help, but smile at her jasmine scent filling his nostrils as he closed his eyes and fell asleep to it.

Abigail closed her eyes and then opened them once more when she heard sniffling beside her. She turned around and was shocked at a crying Eric Northman. Her hand reached out and gently brushed away the blood tears from his cheek.

"What happened?"

"I had a bad dream."

"What was it about?"

"I was a monster and I…I killed you in it."

She stroked his hair and said softly, "It was only a dream…besides I'm never the damsel in reality."

Eric let out a very soft chuckle. "You hurt me when you said that I was a psychopath."

"I did?" Eric nodded shamefully. "I'm sorry."

"Thank you, Abby."

"I'm surprised."

"At what?"

"At how honest you are. You're so open about your feelings and you state your opinion in the nicest way possible, you have manners that are better than most around here."

"Do you not like it?"

"I like it, Eric," she said then gave a small smile.

"Good," he replied shyly then leaned forward.

She slightly jerked back away from his lips. "No…we can't."

"Why not?"

"Because it would the easy way out of the relationship that I have or well, had with the other Eric. I'm not saying you're easy, but that you make life easier for me than anyone."

"I think I'm fal-"

Abigail put her hand over his mouth and said solemnly, "Please, please don't. I'm not ready. I'm so sorry."

She quickly stood up from the bed and climbed up the ladder and practically ran back to her room.

Am I making a bad decision or a good decision concerning Eric Northman?

TBC…

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