Abigail couldn't stop staring at Marcel as he slept on the bed beside her. She laid on her side on the soft bed, clean and still tired. Eric and Pam reluctantly left her and Godric in the care of Bill and Sookie since they had to go on some type of secret mission for a man named Gus, the creator of TruBlood. Eric sadly did not have any time to elaborate on it and he kissed her and Marcel, promising to get back to them as soon as possible.
That was three days ago. There were no words from him since, but she had this feeling that something bad was going to happen. Even Godric was feeling because Abigail noticed how often he checked in on her and was close by just in case. She briefly wondered if he received a warning from Eric or became informed of what was going on. Abigail heard a sudden wail, bring her attention back to her son whose face was scrunched up as he cried loudly. Abigail sat up and soothed him as he was in her arms. She one-handed took out her breast and let him suckle on it since he was giving her his hungry wail. Marcel immediately stopped crying and fed as she closed her eyes. This was the first time that to where he was actually quite. Godric helped her out a lot within the past three days which she was thankful for since Marcel was a handful and needed attention.
His soft tiny hand had touched her hand. She jumped and saw horrifying images come into her mind.
It was of Pam and she was screaming in pain as men tortured her and then she was staked as Eric burned in the sun, roaring in agony.
Her eyes shot open and she was shaking in fear. She looked down at Marcel in her arms. He looked up at her with a secret glint in his beautiful bright eyes. He had stopped feeding and was now staring at her.
"Did you…can you…?" Abigail stuttered. "Well, what do you know? Your Auntie Sookie can read minds, your father had supernatural abilities that go beyond counting, I am some type of weird hybrid of a vampire and faerie, and you can see the future. We are definitely the Addams Family, Marcellus."
He broke out into a happy smile and started to squeal in delight. Abigail raised an eyebrow at her son liking being compared to a family of supposed weridos.
"You know we have to save them, right? This means you're going to be spending time with your Granddad Godric while I be a super mom, wife, friend, supernatural being, and also in-law."
Abigail set Marcel on the bed and quickly dressed herself in her usual clothing which were a tank top, jeans, and boots. She smiled when she found her red jacket set on a chair nearby. Her mind immediately going to Eric and musing softly, "You are one crazy son of a bitch…"
Marcel laughed behind her and she widened her eyes and whirled around. "Don't you dare repeat that to him…when you're older though you can repeat it to him, good? Alright then."
She heard a knock on the door and Godric entered. "Is everything-where are you going?"
"I'm going to…um, the market because I need some milk."
"It's almost midnight and we already have milk."
"Food 4 Less is open till one and did I say milk? Well, I meant some pineapples." She said quickly.
"Pineapples?" Godric questioned as he held Marcel in his arms, looking at her.
"Yep."
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely."
"I don't believe you so tell me where you're really going."
She sighed in defeat. "Okay, well Marcel got this premonition and he was touching me when it happened"
"He's a seer?"
"Yes, now let me finish first. Anyways, so I saw Pam being tortured by these weird men and then being staked as Eric was burning in the sun. I felt their deaths, Godric." She told him urgently.
Godric looked at Marcel for a moment before looking at her again. "Is there anyway I can convince not to go and risk your life to save them?"
She shook her head. "I'm afraid not because he got that vision for a reason and it's a sigh that I need to go save his father and sister. I am not going to apologize for going in there and saving them. They would do the same if it were me which they have done before."
"Fine, but just come back as quickly as possible, please? Without any damage to you, you know what the doctors said…you need to take it easy."
"I know and I will try to refrain from using my powers." Abigail walked over to them and kissed Marcel on the head. "Take care of my son, okay? Also he really likes that book, 'The Giving Tree' being read to him when he's going to sleep. So read it to him and-"
"I've got it," Godric assured. "Now go and be your hero-life-self."
Abigail nodded and closed her eyes.
"What are you doing?" he said after a moment.
She signed and opened her eyes. "I'm trying to teleport to him."
"You can-You can teleport?"
"Yep. Just learned it about a year ago I think. So be quite." Abigail said then she closed her eyes again and thought of Eric and then Fangtasia.
Abigail heard his voice, "Everyone wants you dead."
Abigail opened her eyes and saw that she was in the basement behind a pillar that hid her from their view. She listened in as he continued, "Which means that as much as Pamela and I hate you were the best friends you got. So talk to no one, find a self place, and wait for her to find you."
Abigail wondered who he was talking to and then peaked behind the corner and watched as Sarah Newlin rushed to some type of tunnel, running away. She walked from behind the pillar and saw both Eric and Pam safe and unharmed.
Their heads whipped to her when she commented, "Is she still alive?! Well, fuck I thought she was dead…or at least I hoped she was."
"Abigail," Eric growled lowly.
"Let me explain. I had a vision," Abigail explained. "Or at least, our son had a vision and I was touching him when it happened. I saw the both of you dying."
"Hold the fucking door," Pam halted. "Did you say that your little monster had a vision?"
"Yes, Pam and so I teleported here to save you guys. Godric is watching him and yes he knows that I left to come here, Eric."
"Jesus Christ, he's a fucking seer," Pam said in exasperation. "What next? He's fucking Superman!"
"Well-"
"That was a rhetorical question, Goldilocks," Pam shouted at her.
Abigail rolled her eyes. "I know, but that would a little cool if he turned out to be Superman, don't you think?"
"Yes, but how would you explain the black hair color to Eric, sweetheart."
Abigail turned to Eric and smiled. "Eric knows that he's the one for me…and the only one mad enough to deal with all of my own madness."
Eric glared at her. "I'm still angry at you."
"What?! Why?"
"Because you shouldn't be pushing yourself like this. Even if our son did have a vision. You need to rest."
"Godric said I could go."
"It's not like he really had a choice, Abby being a human now."
"I tell you that you are the one and you're angry at me," She said and then through her arms in the air. "How is that even possible?"
Eric chuckled. "Now you know how it feels like."
"Oh!" Abigail warned and started to smack his arm. "I am going…no sex for a month!"
Eric scoffed. "Like that's going to do anything to me. You can't even have sex."
Abigial smirked in victory. "After I am cleared by the doctor that I can have sex."
Eric froze and stiffened. "You wouldn't."
"Oh, I would. Believe me when I say that you are going to see me walking around in nothing, but lingerie and there's going to be very little of it, Mr. Northman."
Eric opened his mouth to say something when the basement door slammed opened and three men came walking down the stairs very quickly, guns in their hands.
"My does your sweet little wife have a mouth on her, Mr. Northman," a man said as he came down the stairs.
Abigail remembered this man…he and the two others were the ones that were torturing Pam.
"You," she said. "You were torturing Pam."
"Well, I wouldn't call it torture, Mrs. Northman."
"Please, call me Abigail," she told him.
The man smiled as he tested the name out on his tongue. "Abigail. I'm Mr. Gus, but my friends call me Gus."
"Alright, Gus, so what are you doing with my husband and in-law?" she questioned.
"I made a good deal with them. I promised to stay out of your lives if he helps me get Sarah Newlin and become the spokesperson of a project I'm working on, but it seems that, Mr. Northman broke our deal seeing as how he freed her."
The men with guns came behind them and pointed a gun at their backs.
"I'm sorry, Abigail that I have to go to such extreme measures as this one to get what I want," Gus told her.
She knitted her eyebrows in confusion and then was held back as another man walked down the stairs with Marcel in their arms. She struggled furiously against the man's hold. "You bastard! Get your filthy hands off of him!"
"Your son will be kept safe," Gus softly said to her. "I will keep him safe."
Abigail froze in shock as her eyes glued to Marcel who was still sleeping. "What did you do to Godric?!"
"He's just knocked out," he assured her. "I had my men already on their way to kill you and take the baby, but you just made it easier for me. Now I will have you both gone."
Gus walked over to the tunnel and ordered as he went in, "Kill them!"
Abigail heard the guns go off as she elbowed the man who held her and broke his neck as Eric and Pam broke the others' necks as well. Pam already had Marcel in her arms, holding him rather tightly to her chest.
"He didn't even cry, you know? He's definitely Eric's little monster," Pam commented.
"Is that what you're going to call him?" Abigail questioned and Pam nodded.
"What are you doing," Abigail questioned Eric as he grabbed gasoline and a lighter.
"No one gets to live when threatening the Northmans," Eric said as he threw the gallon of gasoline into the tunnel. He flicked the lighter on and smirked. "At least not without a bang."
"We are definitely The Addams Family now," Abigail mused as she watched him throw the lighter into the tunnel. Flames erupted from the tunnel which now exploded. They watched the flames encircled the tunnel.
"Thank God, it's over," Abigail said. "I'm really tired."
"Bill didn't take it," Eric informed her.
"What do you mean?"
"He had the chance to get rid of the virus, but he didn't take it. I was informed that he asked Sookie to kill him."
"Give me Marcel, Pam," Abigail ordered Pam who obliged and gave her the baby.
"Damn it," Pam cursed. "I feel something for the kid. God damn it! I'm gonna get Sarah!"
Abigail kissed Marcel's head as she rocked him back and forth. Bill can't die…Sookie wouldn't be able to kill him. He's her first love and that would be a cruel thing of him to ask of her. I couldn't be able to kill Eric because of how much I love him. I want to be with him forever. I love him.
"I have to call her," she said frantically. "W-Where's the phone, Eric?"
"Calm down, Abby," Eric calmed her. "She's probably not going to kill him."
"But what if she does."
"Then let her kill Bill who wants to die."
"Why does he even want to die in the first place?"
"Because Bill had a nightmare or well, a dream really where Sookie was holding their newborn in her arms and he saw a pit of darkness in the blanket, Abby."
"Shit," she whispered.
"Marcel," he warned her in a sing-song voice.
"You've probably said worse," she informed him.
"Not yet," he quickly told her.
"Are they after Sookie?"
"No. She wasn't stupid enough to go into the club when Gus was here."
"Yeah, well now he's dead." Abigail looked down at Marcel and smiled. "Because that's what people get when they mess with the Northmans."
"You bet your ass," Eric agreed then kissed her passionately on the lips.
Abigail broke away and looked down at the floor as he asked, "What is it?"
"Nothing…"
"It's not nothing, Abby. Tell me."
"It's just that…" she looked up at him and continued, "I don't know what I would do without you, Eric. When I saw you burn in the sun…it felt so real and I felt your p-pain-"
"Hey," Eric cupped her cheek. "I'm not leaving you. Trust me, it's gonna take a lot more than the sun to kill me."
Abigail couldn't help, but chuckle at him. She kissed him feverishly on the lips, their tongues entwining together.
TBC...
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