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ALL TIGHTS GO TO CHARLAINE HARRIS!
Chapter thirty-seven
Eric's POV
"Ammy, angel, are you going to open the door for daddy" I probe her. I knew I shouldn't have given her the room with a lock on, why did I give her this room again? Ah, that's right. I thought she would be better off with a room with a lock on in case we ever got intruders; this way she can lock herself in her room where she will be safe. I know she is awake because I can hear her playing with her toys, she is either being ignorant, or she generally didn't hear me. I knock on the door louder this time, letting her know that I am being serious now. She will not defy me, she will answer this door or I will knock it down.
"Ammy, I am being serious. You will open this door to me right now, not only is it way passed your bedtime but we need to talk" I make sure my voice is stern so she knows I am not playing anymore.
Seconds later she opens the door, her small frame cowering slightly as she looks down at the floor while fiddling with the bottom of her sleeves.
"You aren't in trouble, Ammy, but I would have preferred it if you answered the door straight away. As well as not locking it, I gave you this room for protection reasons; not so you can lock me out of your room" I scold her as I go to pick her up but she just steps away from me so I can't get her. She is definitely upset if she won't even let me pick her up.
"Come sit on the bed" I encourage her as I walk over to her bed and sit down on it, her tiny body sitting next to me, but at a distance.
"Ammy, angel, why are you acting like this? What's making you so upset?" I probe her, although I do already know what is wrong with her, I want her to tell me. If she tells me I know that she trusts me.
"You don't want me anymore" she mumbles as a tear leaks out of her eye.
"What makes you think such a silly thing like that?" I inquire as I pick her up and place her on my lap; she did not refuse me this time. She can blatantly tell that I am not angry at her, but I only wish to understand her.
"You keep leaving me. You give me to other people who watch me while you and mommy have alone time, and now you want to have a baby which means there will be no room for me" she sobs as she frantically wipes at her eyes.
"Angel, of course I want you here with me. There will always be room for you, you are my first born" I assure her, although technically speaking she is actually my seventh born child seeing as I had six children before I was turned, although only three of them survived. It has been a long time since I had a child, a daughter at that.
"You still love me?" she queries as she looks up at me with big blue watery eyes.
"Of course I still love you. You are my daughter" I coo to her as I pull her into a hug, that's when I register that we are not alone and I turn my head to see Sookie stood in the doorway smiling at us.
I grin at her in return before kissing Ammy's forehead, just as she releases a yawn.
"I think a certain little girl is tired" I point out as I stand up, pull the covers back on the bed and lay her down before pulling the covers back over her. She instantly snuggles back into the pillow as her eyes close.
"Sweet dreams, angel" I whisper to her as I make my way out of the bedroom to Sookie.
"Is she okay now? Everything sorted?" Sookie inquires and I nod happily.
"Yes, everything is dealt with. She knows that she is a part of my life no matter what" I smile at her before kissing her lightly on the lips.
"Pam's just left, she wanted to get back to her home before she became dead to the world" Sookie murmurs to me as I hold her close.
"I think another one of my girls is tired. Shall we head to my chambers?" I ask her making her nod; she tries to pull back from me so she can walk ahead of me but I stop her by picking her up into my arms. She does not protest as her head rests on my chest. I feel rather complete now that I have everything I ever wanted here right now in my life. My life will just become even more complete when that Felicity woman comes to talk to us about making me fertile, even if it is only long enough for me to impregnate Sookie. A child with her would be like a wish come true, but she does not wish for herself to be pregnant until we are fully bonded. Something that I am eager to complete myself.
After stripping Sookie and getting her into her nightgown I remove my own clothing before putting on my pyjama bottoms. We both climb under the covers, me spooning her from behind as I wrap her up in my arms. Mine.
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I wake up to some form of racket going on upstairs, it doesn't sound like a raid or anything to worry about so I take my time getting ready. My Lover's emotions get whispered to me and I know instantly that she is fine and content. She seems…agitated though. Now why is my Lover agitated? Just as I begin to brush through my hair another emotion attacks me, startling me for a second. That emotion was not my own, nor was it Sookie's. Then whose emotion did I just feel run through me? I shake my head, figuring that it must have been a coincidence, or maybe I just wasn't paying enough attention to catch where it came from. Maybe it was Sookie's emotion. I will soon find out, but it will have to be later. Today is going to be very busy for me.
When I get into the living room I see Sookie sat reading a book while some music plays in the background, but there is no sign of Ammy anywhere.
"Lover, where is Ammy?" I pressure her as I walk around the living room, checking behind all the sofas and looking around, trying to listen for her heartbeat.
"She's upstairs getting dressed" she tells me just as I switch off that blasted music. When I listen closely I can indeed hear her upstairs. She is safe – good.
"Why are you agitated, Lover?" I probe her as I sit down next to her on the sofa, pulling her onto my lap so I can nuzzle her neck better.
"Sorry, it's this book I'm reading. They just got to an angsty part where the hero has to choose between saving the love of his life or saving himself. If he chooses to save his love he will be imprisoned, but she will be set free; no longer in danger. I'm just really nervous, I hope he saves her, he really loves her" Sookie concludes making me nod my head along to what she tells me. This book sounds interesting, but it is one of those cheesy romances that are based on every woman's fantasy.
"Lover, I must go to Fangtasia to do some work. Will you be working with me tonight?" I inquire as I stroke up and down her side suggestively.
"What about Ammy?" speak of the devil and they shall appear…
"Daddy! There is a huge spider in my draw" she sobs, making me place Sookie back down next to me as I pick her up so I can comfort her. I wonder what her version of huge is. I bet it is only a money spider; I better go deal with it.
"I will get rid of it for you. Sookie, take Ammy please" I ask her and she nods as I pass my angel over to my Lover.
I head upstairs into Ammy's room where there is indeed a spider sat in her draw. It isn't a huge one, but it is larger than what I expected. I feel sorry for the poor thing; I consider spiders to be very much like vampires. They are just misunderstood and are seen as scary creatures when in actual fact they mean no harm; they will only hurt you, if you hurt or threaten them. Okay, maybe that isn't exactly accurate on the vampire half of that comparison. I shake my head to rid myself of such thoughts as I offer the spider my hand; it gladly steps onto my hand, obviously sensing that I won't hurt it. I open up the window and fly to the ground where I place the spider on the grass before flying back up through the window, closing it behind me. Now that that's dealt with, I must go to Fangtasia. My angel will just have to stay with me in my office, and if I and my Lover require any private time I'm sure Pam will love to look after her for a little bit.