Sawyer heard her cell phone ring and tried pulling away from Eric to answer it. She struggled though because he was holding her tight against him. She finally got free and was able to grab her phone after it stopped ringing. She looked at the screen and saw that it had been Sookie calling her. She flipped her phone open and dialled Sookie's number.

"Hello," Sookie said.

"Hey, you phoned me," Sawyer said trying to pull herself away from Eric.

"I was wondering if you wanted to come for brunch with Hoyt and I? You know since our better halves are sleeping the day away."

"I'll come but Sook... Eric isn't my better half... I'm HIS better half."

Sookie laughed, "You are his better everything. I'll meet you in the lobby."

"Alright."

Sawyer hung up and tossed her phone aside. She pulled and shoved and finally got out from under Eric's hold. She sat up and walked over to her bags. She opened them and started to dig though them to find something to wear. She pulled out her favourite dark wash jeans and then a purple racer back tank top. She dug around some more and found a black racer back vest. She also found her fedora which was perfect. It would hide the streaks in her hair. She carried everything in the bathroom and started to get dressed.

Sawyer walked into the lobby her spiked heels clicking on the floor. She saw Hoyt and Sookie looking at a map. She swung her bag on her shoulder and walked over to them.

"Alright, where are we off too?" she asked smiling at the shocked look on Sookie's face when her friend looked up and saw her.

"Sawyer, you look great," Sookie said.

"Thanks. I do clean up very well when I want to. So, where are we headed?"

"There's a restaurant around the corner," Hoyt suggested.

"Sounds good to me. Let's go."

Hoyt smiled. He stood in the middle of Sawyer and Sookie and offered them both his arms. Both girls laughed and took them letting him lead them out of the hotel.

Sookie looked around the restaurant and knew it was pricey. She smiled when Sawyer took out her wallet then pulled out a credit card. Sookie looked at it and saw that it was Eric's. She laughed. Hoyt looked at them confused.

"What?" he asked.

"Well, lunch today is on Eric," Sawyer said tossing her wallet and the credit card back in her purse.

"Oh... Sawyer, I just have to ask," Hoyt said smiling when the waitress came by and handed them all menus.

"And what would y'all like to drink?" she asked.

"Iced tea," Sawyer said.

"Same," Sookie said.

"A beer, please," Hoyt said.

"Alright, be right back."

"Ask me what, Hoyt?" Sawyer asked as the waitress walked away.

"I know that not all vampires are bad. Bill and Jessica are proof of that but... Mr. Northman seems cold and he... I think he fits the typical vampire appearance you know."

"I know that is what all of you see but... That's because that is what he wants you to see. When we are together alone... I don't know but he isn't that way. He's... Different."

"Really? I always saw Eric as cold," Sookie said.

"He isn't though he... Well, for example last night I told him I wasn't feeling well because of morning sickness, he kneeled down and whispered Swedish to my stomach then kissed it," Sawyer explained.

"Wait... Eric did this?"

Sawyer nodded and looked at the menu. She scanned the items and decided to have a Caesar salad with a grilled chicken burger. That seemed healthy enough. She closed her menu and smiled when the waitress came back with their drinks and was ready to take their orders. Sawyer gave hers, Sookie said she'd have the same and Hoyt ordered a double hamburger with fries. The waitress walked away. Sawyer sipped her iced tea and reached up to check that no hairs had fallen out of the messy bun she had pulled her hair in at the base of her neck.

"My momma is still not happy about me and Jess. I tried telling her it was my life but after what happened with Maryann and Jess biting her... She hates her more than ever," Hoyt said glad he had people he could talk to about this. He looked at Sawyer and Sookie and was glad that they were there for him. He could use their advice when it came to dating a vampire.

"Hoyt, honey, I really don't know how to say this-," Sookie said.

"Hoyt, man, your mother hates everyone and everything that she doesn't deem appropriate," Sawyer said.

"Sawyer!" Sookie announced.

"What? Come on Sook, you were going to say the exact same thing."

"Well... Maybe but in a nicer tone."

"Uh huh, doesn't matter what tone you put it in, Hoyt it is your life. Some times... Sometimes you just need to stand up for what you believe in; no matter the consequences."

Hoyt and Sookie looked at Sawyer and knew that she was talking from experience. Sookie reached out and took Sawyer's hand. Hoyt did the same. Sawyer looked at them and smiled then looked down at the table. She felt tears coming to her eyes.

"Damn hormones," she said wiping them away.

"Of course," Sookie said her own tears in her eyes.

"So, I was thinking how about after we go and see a movie? You know one of those action ones," Hoyt suggested wanting to make Sawyer smile; he hated seeing women cry.

"Ooo, that, Hoyt is a good idea," Sawyer said smiling.

"Maybe we shouldn't," Sookie said.

"Sook, come on, what else are we going to do? Sit there and watch our lovers sleep? Yeah, does not appeal to me that much."

"Fine but if we run late, it was your fault."

"Remember Hoyt, it will be my fault," Sawyer joked smiling.

"I will keep that in mind," Hoyt answered winking at Sawyer.

Eric woke up and rolled over. He frowned when he realized that Sawyer should have been in bed with him. He sat up and looked around the room. She was nowhere to be found. He climbed out of bed muttering curses and found a black pair of dress pants. He quickly pulled them on and then searched for a shirt. He really needed to remember where he put his clothes. He turned when the door opened and Sawyer came in. She dropped her bag then raced to the washroom. He heard her knees hitting the floor and then her throwing up in the toilet. He looked up and saw Hoyt standing in the doorway. Poor guy looked scared.

"Sookie wanted me to make sure that I brought her back to the room. She started to get sick during the walk home," he explained.

"Where did you go?" Eric asked softly finding a navy blue v-neck sweater. He sighed knowing Pam had packed it in hopes of getting him to wear something other than black, white and grey. He pulled it on and waited.

"We went to lunch then we went to go see a movie. Sorry if-," Hoyt started.

"Weren't you told last night to stay in the hotel at all times?"

"I didn't think-."

"People who usually don't think, die young, Mr. Fortenberry."

"Eric, leave him alone," Sawyer said still on the floor in the washroom, "it was my idea. Hoyt, get lost."

Hoyt didn't need to be told twice. Sawyer heard the door close and rested her head against the cool toilet seat. She didn't look up when she heard Eric walk into the room. She saw him pick up her fedora out of the corner of her eye and place it on the counter. He then kneeled down beside her and stroked her back. She leaned against his touch.

"You should have stayed here," he told her softly but firmly.

"I'm sorry but... I got bored. You know me," she answered turning to look at him.

"I am beginning to. Do you need anything?"

"Crackers, I have some in my bag. They'll settle my stomach so I can talk to the sheriff."

"Perhaps I can go-."

"Eric, don't. I know everything about them; you don't. It has to be me."

Eric nodded. He got up and walked back into the room. He went over to Sawyer's bags and started digging though them. He found the crackers and carried them back into the washroom. He saw Sawyer sitting her back against the wall one leg curled under her. She looked at him and then frowned. He kneeled in front of her and handed her the crackers.

"Is that sweater blue?" she asked taking it in her fingers and pulling it closer for a better look.

"Yes, it is unless you are colour blind."

"I thought I was. Since when do you wear colour?"

"Pam packed it."

"Remind me to thank her."

"Do I hear my name?" Pam asked walking into the washroom. She looked at Sawyer eating the crackers and wrinkled her nose, "that is why I never wanted kids," she said.

"Haha. Hey, Pam thanks for sticking Mister Monotone here in some colour," Sawyer told her.

"I always said blue would look fabulous on him. He never believed me."

"Pam," Eric tried.

"And it does. It is his colour. Ooo, we need to try orange next. With his colouring he could pull it off."

"You are right. He could pull off pink as well."

"Now there is a wonderful idea, Pam. A nice pink dress shirt with his suit."

"I love it, Sawyer."

"Both of you, stop. I am not some doll you can play dress up with," Eric said standing up and glaring at them.

"Now he's in one of his moods," Pam sighed.

"Great, thanks for ruining the bonding, Eric," Sawyer pouted.

"Look at what you did, Eric. You know pregnant women have enough to deal with, without the men in their lives making them sad. Come on, Sawyer let me help you."

Eric watched as Pam helped Sawyer to her feet and wrapped an arm around her. He watched as she led Sawyer out of the washroom grabbing the fedora on the way out. Eric just stood there shocked. He couldn't remember the last time Pam had been so nice with a human she didn't want to feed or get sex from. He ran his fingers though his hair and walked out of the washroom. He stood there and watched as Sawyer sat on the bed and Pam helped her put her fedora back on. He could hear them talking about fashion and more about how to change his wardrobe. He sighed knowing that if it meant the two most important women in his life were getting along, he would wear pink. He would hate it and never, EVER speak of it again, but he would wear it.

Sawyer sat beside Eric in the limo and tried not to be nervous. Pam sat across from them and in a weird way, Sawyer felt comforted by her presence. She felt Eric take her hand and she was grateful to him. She held his hand tight on her lap. She tried to convince herself that this Isabel would be a nice caring woman but then she remembered what Sookie had told her about Isabel's human lover, Hugo and how he had betrayed them to the Fellowship of the Sun. Sawyer doubted very much that Isabel was going to be trusting any humans anytime soon. She felt the limo stop and park. She looked at Eric as he opened the door. She let go of his hand; show time.

Eric climbed out of the limo and held his hand out to Sawyer. She climbed out and stood at his side. With her heels she came equal to his shoulder and he had to admit, he liked it. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. He felt her wrap an arm around his waist and hold on tight. He knew that she was nervous and a little bit scared. He looked at Pam and she nodded. She walked a head of them. The limo pulled away and Eric turned towards Sawyer. He tipped her fedora back a little bit so he could see her eyes.

"Everything is going to be alright. You just need to go in there and tell Isabel everything you know," he told her softly.

"I can do that, I just... I don't want to get you in trouble. It won't, will it?" Sawyer asked looking into his eyes.

"Nothing you say will get me into trouble. I am Isabel's equal and you are my human. She will not question the information you give her and she especially will not question me."

"Eric... Stay with me. I can't... I don't think I can do this without you."

"I will stay by your side every step of the way."

Sawyer nodded. She let Eric pull her in his arms and hold her. She pulled away and felt him take her hand. She held it and walked beside him as they walked up the walk way. She looked up at the house and wondered if she could really do this. If after everything her family had put her though, if she could really just walk in there and turn them over to the vampires to be punished. She felt Eric link their fingers together and knew that she could. Her family had tried to take him away from her and she wouldn't allow that. She was going to fight back.