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Chapter thirty-six
Pam's POV
"Ammy" I call out to her as I knock on her door before opening it. She's laid on her bed, curled into a ball with some tear tracks on her cheeks. This is why I don't like children, they always cry. They always need or want something, but I will be the one to admit that I am rather fond of Ammy. She is like the little sister I always wanted. Which is true, I always did want a sister but my family only had me. They said I was enough to handle without adding another child to the equation.
"Hi, Pammy" she whispers as she uncurls herself before sitting up while wiping at her eyes. I wonder what's made her so upset.
"Hey. Are you going to tell me what's wrong or do I have to get out of you by force?" probably not my most comforting sentence towards a child but it is bound to do the trick.
Well, that's what I though; of course I have to be proven wrong when she giggles at me. Seriously, giggles. Children.
"What do you find funny? What makes you think that I won't just tickle it out of you? Well, that would be the kind option; there is always the less kind option…" I let the sentence drop just to see where her imagination leads her with that stray sentence. Ammy's face completely pales as she grabs the teddy Eric bought her – what is it called again – Diddums I believe.
"You wouldn't take Diddums from me would you?" a look of pure horror staining her face as she squeezes the living daylights out of that poor teddy. It's strange how I feel more connected to a toy than the actual child. But I do care for the child none the less.
"Maybe you should tell me what's wrong then. Why are you so upset and why is Eric worried about you?" I query her as I sit next to her. She looks at me with big blue sparkling eyes that are still slightly wet from unshed tears.
"Daddy doesn't want me anymore" she lowers her voice as looks down, trying hard not to cry.
"Of course he wants you" I assure her, surprising myself when I pick her up and sit her on my knee so she feels somewhat comforted.
"No he doesn't. Daddy keeps sending me away so he and mommy can be together more often. Daddy doesn't want me in the way when the new baby they want comes" she sobs, wiping at hers eyes as she tries to calm herself down.
"Ammy, you know that's not true. Eric wants you around and he would never give you away. He loves you too much for that" I try to assure her again but she just sighs before climbing off my knee, walking over to a draw where she pulls out some pink pyjamas. Pink – why do little girls love pink? I will never understand…
"I go bed now. You go downstairs" she orders me stubbornly as she crosses her arms over her chest. I roll my eyes at her before making my way out of the room and back downstairs, collecting a magazine off the coffee table before sitting down. I cross my legs before opening up to the 'Dear Abby' columns that I begin to read as I wait for Eric and Sookie to get back from their 'date'. Well, that's what I'm calling it.
Eric's POV
"Eric, this is beautiful" Sookie gasps as she gazes at the scene I have created before us. I have placed a blanket on the grass where I have set a picnic basket full of food and drink for Sookie as well as a couple of bottles of true blood for me. I made sure to set the picnic in the eye of the moonlight so its rays can look down at us, as we look up at it.
"Not as beautiful as you, Lover. This is all for you" I assure her as I whisper in her ear before taking her smaller hand in my larger one before walking us over to the blanket. I sit down and open my legs for her to sit in between. She smiles at me before sitting in between my legs, her back pressed against my chest. My arms wrapping round her so I can hold her close.
"Eric, can we talk about Felicity's offer to make you fertile so we can have a baby together?" she probes me hopefully, but I can tell she is nervous about the topic.
"Of course, Lover. What did you have in mind for the topic?" I inquire as I start to aimlessly stroke her stomach.
"If we do this, you know, have a baby together; well, I want it to be when our bond is complete. That way I know you'll always be there for me and you'll never give up on me" her voice is so small and quiet by the end that I had to strain to hear her, despite me having enhanced hearing.
"That is fine with me, Sookie. But what you should know is that I could never leave you Sookie, you have caught my attention and heart now. And I have no intentions of trying to take them back from you" I tell her making a tear leak out of her eye.
I quickly the stray tear away with my thumb before kissing her temple.
"Enough of this now, I think someone is hungry" I grin at her as I reach into the basket and pull out a chicken sandwich for my Lover. I present it to her and she accepts it gratefully as I grab a True Blood from the basket. I would love to have fed from Sookie, but drinking from her would drain her energy and what I have planned for us when we get back involves a lot of energy. The rest of the night went fantastically, we talked and kissed and ate. We laughed and hugged. We did everything I wanted us to do and by the time we got home we both felt light and happy as well as much closer to each other. But when I saw the look on Pam's face I knew that she had found out why Ammy is upset.
"Go on then, Pam. Tell us now" I wave my hand at her impatiently as me and Sookie sit down on the sofa across from her. She closes her magazine before flinging it onto the coffee table.
"She thinks you want to get rid of her. How she sees it is that you keep handing her off to other people, and now you two are thinking about having a baby. She sees that as a warning signal, which in her head means you want to get rid of her so you can be a proper family. In my opinion I think she just feels like the third wheel in this family" she motions between me and Sookie. Is that really what Ammy thinks? I could never give her away, she means too much to me. And she isn't a third wheel in this family; she is my daughter and therefore Sookie's. Heck, Sookie is practically a mother to her!
"I must go speak to her" I inform them both as I stand up.