A/N: It's a very short chapter, and I apologize, but it grew from the first sentence in another, final chapter. After the reviews from the last chapter, the characters put up a fight and demanded that I rewrite the ending, so I guess there'll be about 4-5 MORE chapters, but I think they will be of the shorter variety.

Chapter 32 April

April continued on with no word from Eric.

"He did what?" exclaimed Niall, when I told him about the next time he visited. "That stupid vampire!"

"Tell me about it," I cried into my great-grandfather's otherwise pristine shirt.

"I love him; I want him back. Why would he do this?" I asked looking up into Niall's face.

He looked down on me and said, "I do not know, my granddaughter, I do not know."

We sat for a moment, regarding the full moon, when Niall spoke again. "Come with me to Faery-just for a visit, mind you. I promise you'll be safe and sound there, and I can tell you a little more of your history."

"You know what?" I spoke defiantly, "That's sounds like a charming thing to do. I'll just let Amelia know and maybe I'll call…" but I stopped before saying I'd leave a message with Eric. I'd tried to call several times and he never responded. Well, fuck him! "When do we leave?" I asked instead, finishing off my unfinished thought.

"We can leave right now, or I can come back tomorrow for you if you'd like to pack."

"Pack?" I grinned, "Tell me Grandfather, what are they wearing in Faery these days?"

That question garnered a definite chuckle from Niall, "Gowns for the women and tunics for the men, usually made of gossamer or finely spun silk. You see, it is very warm in Faery, so clothing is optionally worn. Some of the elders, don't even own anything clothing and rent those items that they use for ceremonial occasions, so I think a few of your lightest, what do you call them? Oh yes, 'sun dresses' would be fine for you."

"How long will I stay?"

"As long as you want, perhaps a couple of your human weeks, maybe longer? Then you should probably come home and deal with matters here, as I am sure your husband will come to his senses, sooner or later."

"I'll leave tomorrow, if that's okay. I want to buy some clothes."

"Tomorrow evening it is then. Until then, my child, adieu," he said as he kissed my forehead.

I went to bed that evening and read my very dog-eared copy of Jane Eyre. I'd read it many times before, so I flipped to a random spot and picked up from there. Just my luck, it had flipped open to the part of the story where Jane has just found out that Edward was married. She took herself away from Edward in order to deal with this knowledge…she just couldn't stay with him. Did Eric do the same to me? He couldn't deal with my eventually dying, so he took himself away from the picture? Hmmm….maybe. Or was he like Edward, wanting it all, wanting what was his to want to have…

I could see us both in those characters. He'd played his Jane card…well, two could play at that game.

The next day, I went to Tara's and bought all the skimpy, gossamer-type outfits that I could that fit me.

I did leave a note for Amelia, saying not to worry about me. I was safe, but did not tell her where I was.

I didn't call Pam, Sam, Tara, Jason, or anyone else to say where I was going.

Most of all, I didn't say anything to Eric, or rather his voice mail, since he hadn't contacted me since.

The next evening, Niall appeared. "Ready?" He asked.

"As I'll ever be," I replied as we stepped into Faery.

Eric POV

I kissed her for a long time. It had been a while since I'd done that, really since I'd done anything romantic. I felt instantaneously panicked. There was something wrong—a nagging feeling that I couldn't quite get a handle on. I knew Sookie would never leave me, not consciously, but her threat had triggered something in my head.

I broke off the kiss looked into her eyes, very deeply. I wasn't trying to glamour her…I knew that only worked under the most desperate of situations, but I needed to get her to focus on me and what I was trying to tell her. "You are not going to ever say you'll end things between us," I said. This nagging feeling had been brewing since our last incident with Preston. How could she say she could just end our relationship so easily? I didn't understand. I had to convince her get her to understand. "You are going to love me forever. You are going to be mine forever." Didn't she understand? It was too late for me…without her, my life is forfeit. Curiously, she blinked and grinned at me. Didn't' she take me seriously? Did she ever?

"Nope, still not going to work…you can't glamour me!" She sassed at me.

Fine, I thought. I'll just show you how I feel and see if our bond will make you see the truth. I grabbed her arms and pulled to me and kissed her passionately. Her lips tasted so delicious. My fangs popped out and nicked her, but her blood was so good, so delicious, so sweet, I couldn't stop. I reached for her hair, that smooth mass of golden silk. I left her mouth and felt her heart beat throbbing in her neck begging to be nibbled…

"Eric," she said snapping me back to reality. I hadn't realized that I'd basically been enjoying myself at her expense—that she wasn't participating. She continued on, "Okay, I am sorry, I take it back." Oh shit. I'd hurt her, she sounded scared. "Please stop?" she pleaded, sounding desperate.

Instantly, let go and moved away from her. I was breathing heavily, my heart pounding in my chest. All I could do was apologize again to her, for being too rough…always being too rough, but all I could manage was, "Sookie."

Across the gaping space between us, which in reality was not more than five feet or so, I could hear her heart beating; see her chest pumping up and down. I expected her to be angry with me to yell at me for being rough. She surprised me, "Eric," she responded reaching out to me.

We were in the bedroom in the blink of an eye. I picked her up and flew her in there and began to undress her, slowly, seductively. She was mine. I allowed my hands to slide down her shoulders to unsnap her delicate bra strap. It was a blue one this time. I moved my way down her smooth back cupping her bottom in my hand. I took a moment on the way down to kiss her neck, collar bone, nipple—hard as a rock, paid homage to her belly button, past her increasing baby mound. I grabbed her knickers and teased them off, working my way around to her back again. All the while she stood there stalk still, her fingers in my hair, moaning now and then. I longed to kiss her again and I ran my tongue along her backbone telling her how desirous she was, saying, "I like the taste of you, lover, and the smell of you, I enjoy every fiber of your being." I found myself before her before her and took her preciously fragile face in my hands and said simply, "I love you," and waited for her response.

"I love you, too," she returned, her heart beating in anticipation. She moved toward me and I should have left well enough alone, but I didn't. I dropped my hold on that angelic face and stepped back.

"Is it so much to ask that you'll love me forever?" I asked. I had to know. I wasn't asking if I could turn her on the spot, or ever really. I just needed to know that she loved me enough for that to be a possibility…maybe…someday.

Points to Sookie Stackhouse Northman, she answered without thinking about it. I mused to myself as she returned simply and honestly, "I do. I don't love anyone else and I am not planning too." Well I know that! I thought bitterly. Whoever the unlucky son-of-a-bitch might be, Heaven help him if you ever did! "I'll love you forever, Eric." Now you're talking! "I'll love you 'til the day I die." Now you're killing me!

"That's what I thought," I said sadly. Sure, she'll love me for her entire life, but leave me and let me live an eternity without her. I was just about to say something to provoke her…to get her to be reasonable, when the nagging feeling I'd had earlier turned into a really nagging calling…a pulling feeling…my head hurt so bad, my eyes started watering…APPIUS!!! Damn him!

With the world's poorest sense of timing, that fucking maker of mine pulled me away from the potentially most important night of my vampire existence. I couldn't ignore him-JESUS-FUCK! Why now? After all these years!

I had to leave her, right there, watching me, with tears on my face…what she is thinking of me right now, I'd hate to know. That was the last time I saw her.

A/N: I almost published this chapter ending at the part where Sookie left to go to Faery, but Eric would have none of it and demanded to let you know his side of the story in the hopes that you aren't mad at him. There really wasn't anything he could do about it-he got called!