Sawyer rolled over in bed and looked at the clock. It was eight in the morning and she needed to get out of bed and get over to Merlotte's. She had told Sam she would start working again taking the day shift. She climbed out of bed and grabbed one of the new sundresses Eric had bought her the night before. Her cheeks turned red just at the thought of what they had done in the change room. She turned and looked at Eric laying there sleeping the sheets pulled low giving her a wonderful view of his chiselled chest and abdomen. She smirked and decided for a little pay back. She went over to her bag and dug around until she found a Sharpie. She walked back to the bed and started to gently write on Eric's chest. She finished and then leaned in and kissed Eric gently on the cheek.

"See you tonight, love," she whispered turning around and grabbing her things.

Sam leaned back in his office chair and stared at the ceiling. For once everything was quiet in the bar and he was looking forward to a nice normal day of work. He jumped a little when Sookie burst into the room and looked at him. He knew that something was up.

"What?" he asked.

"Please tell me that you haven't opened your emails yet," Sookie said.

"No, why?"

"Whatever you do, do not open the one marked Wal-Mart: Fun time for all."

"Why?"

"Cause it's about what Sawyer did last night."

"Huh?"

Sookie rolled her eyes and shut the door behind her. She leaned against it and looked at Sam. She didn't quite know how to tell him what she was about to tell him without turning red in the face. It was just too damn embarrassing to think about. Out of everywhere in the whole world to do THAT Eric and Sawyer choose a Wal-Mart.

"Sawyer and Eric went to Wal-Mart last night," she said.

"And?... Wait, Eric in a Wal-Mart?" Sam asked shocked at the thought of it.

"That's not the most shocking part. It... Well, it seems..."

"Sookie are you turning red?"

"I think they had sex in the change room."

"Say that again. I could have sworn you said that Eric and Sawyer had sex in the Wal-Mart."

"I did say they had sex in the Wal-Mart."

"Wait, Sawyer? Our Sawyer had sex in the Wal-Mart?"

"Am I stuttering or something? Yes."

Sam sat there absorbing what Sookie had just told him. He turned and turned on his computer and started to check his email. Sookie saw what he was doing and immediately came up and rolled the chair away. She stood in front of the screen and crossed her arms across her chest glaring at him.

"And what the hell do you think you are doing?" Sookie said.

"I wanna see if you're right or wrong."

"Do you really think I am going to let you watch it?"

"You watched it didn't you?"

"That is beside the point."

"Like hell it is maybe you got it wrong and she was just happy and excited about something else."

"And people think that I am naive about sex."

"Ahh, is this a private conversation or can anybody join in?" Sawyer asked from the door smiling as Sookie and Sam both whirled around to look at her. She laughed as they both turned red.

"Sawyer, ah, hey. What are you doing here?" Sam asked trying really hard to try and hide his embarrassment.

"I am here for my shift."

"Wait, you're coming back to work?" Sookie said.

"Yes, I am. My editor should be calling me about the chapters I sent her and if she does then I won't need to come into to work but until then I still need to make a living."

"You're writing again?" Sam asked smiling. He had finally read Sawyer's books and had to admit he liked them. He could identify with the character of Mercy and how she felt like she didn't belong in society because she was a freak and her own family didn't seem to want her either. Sam knew all about feeling alone in the world and not feeling like you belong even in the family you are in.

"Yeah, I'm writing again. And I have Eric to thank," Sawyer said looking at Sookie daring her to say something.

"So, you're talking to him again?" Sookie said.

"Yes, Sook I am talking to him again. I spent all of last night with him and I plan on spending tonight with him as well. Pam told me that she asked you to tell me that he needed me. How could you just hide that from me?"

"And I believe that is my cue to get my ass out of here," Sam said. He walked past Sawyer and kissed her gently on the side of her head. She turned and looked at him grateful beyond words that he wasn't criticizing her decision to go back to Eric. He was just accepting it and accepting her. She turned back to Sookie when he left the room shutting the door behind him.

"I did it because I thought you would be better off without him. He hurt you, Sawyer."

"And I hurt him. He holed himself up in his apartment, Sook. He went three weeks without feeding. Three weeks. When was the last time Bill went three weeks without feeding? Or three days? How about three hours, Sookie?"

"Never, alright."

"That's what I thought. I love him, Sookie. I spent an entire month telling myself that I didn't, that these babies and I were better off without him. I was lying to myself and I just couldn't do it anymore. I need him with me just... Just like I need to breath. I have never felt this way about anyone before and I know that I will never feel this way about anyone ever again. You have Bill, Sook why can't I have Eric?"

Sookie saw the look on Sawyer's face. She saw how much Sawyer loved Eric; it was in her friend's eyes. Sookie knew that she couldn't keep Eric and Sawyer apart; what right did she have to stand there and tell Sawyer she couldn't love someone? She went over to Sawyer and hugged her close and stroked her hair.

"I'm sorry, I thought I was doing what was best for you," Sookie said also crying.

"I know and that is the only reason I am not kicking your ass."

Sawyer smiled when Sookie laughed. She pulled away and nodded at her friend. She was glad that everything was slowly going back to normal and it seemed like she would be getting her happy ending after all. She knew that her mother and brother were still out there and that they could strike at any moment but she just wanted to have the little bit of normal and happiness that was owed to her. She could handle whatever they pulled when that moment came.

Eric woke up and knew that Sawyer wasn't there anymore. He didn't smell her scent in the room and he couldn't feel her warmth beside him. He slowly climbed out of bed and wondered if maybe he hadn't dreamt the entire thing up. He had heard of vampires who didn't feed having hallucinations and slowly losing their minds. He got up and walked to the bathroom flipping on the light and standing in front of the mirror. He stopped and smiled. He hadn't imagined her visit at all. The proof was on his chest.

Gone to work. Come home when you wake up. And please drink the rest of the Tru Blood. That shit is expensive. I miss you already and I haven't even left. See you later, Vacker. Sawyer had written on his chest in purple marker. He looked down and saw that she had written on his stomach. He leaned closer and read was she had written there. PS: Bring the ice cream. I left it in the freezer. Oh, and purple is definitely your colour, babe. Eric shook his head and couldn't help smiling. There was that carefree fun attitude he had seen her have with Hoyt and even Sam. He was glad that she was showing it to him. Even if it did mean he had permanent marker on his chest. He turned and climbed into the shower and turned the water on wanting to quickly get washed and get dressed and head over to Sawyer's. He then stopped and shook his head. It wasn't just Sawyer's place, it was his as well. It was home. It was the place he would be able to spend his days as well as his nights with the family he was going to built with Sawyer. He could not wait to see what she had done with the house. He didn't know her style but he knew that whatever she did she would make the house feel like a home and not just a building. He sighed and wished that she was there with him. He missed her and she was only a short drive away from him. Pam would definitely make fun of him if she knew what was going though his mind now about happy endings and fairy tales.

Sawyer watched as Terry laid under the sink in the master bath and tried to fix the leaking drain. She hadn't noticed that it was leaking and had come home to an indoor pool. Sam was currently in the kitchen beneath the master bath making sure the ceiling tiles were dry. Sawyer closed her eyes and sighed as she felt sick again. She slowly lowered herself to the floor and smiled when Terry looked at her.

"Feeling sick again?" Terry asked.

"Yeah. I'll be fine in a few minutes," she answered.

"You know you can go and lay down. I can handle this... I think... Yep, I can."

"Terry, I know you can handle it it's just... I don't want to be alone right now."

"Why? Did something happen?"

"No, I just... You know how I'm a writer, right?"

"Yeah, I know. Read one of your books when I was in Iraq."

"What? Really?"

"Yeah," Terry said sitting up, "A guy in my unit, his sister was crazy about your books and he found a rare collector's version in Germany before we left. He decided to read it... He had it with him when his convey hit a roadside bomb. The book somehow survived. We decided not to send it to the sister since well... It was no longer a collector's item," Terry explained getting that faraway look in his eyes.

"Terry?... Hey, Terry," Sawyer said happy when she saw that he had come back from his memories. She smiled and reached out to take his hand. She knew that by touching her it was reassuring him he was in the present and not the past, "Do you happen to have that soldier's name and his sister's address?" she whispered.

"I could get it. Why?"

"Because I want to make sure she gets a copy of that rare collector's edition, signed by me. Even if it is my own personal copy."

"You'd do that?"

"Yes, I'd do that. Her brother gave his life for this country and he wanted her to have that book so she should have it. Then every time she looks at it she smile and think about her brother and how, even when he was going to war he remembered her favourite book."

Terry saw her touching the Valhalla pendant around her neck and the faraway look in her eyes. He wondered who she was thinking about. He turned when Sam walked into the room. Sam wasn't alone and Terry saw Eric following him. He frowned when he saw that the supposed big scary Viking was carrying a Wal-Mart bag in his hand. He pulled his hand away from Sawyer causing her to look up. She saw Sam and then smiled when she saw Eric.

"Hey, you're home. Terry was just fixing this leak the sink decided to spring on me," Sawyer said getting up slowly and walking over to Eric. Eric pulled her in his arms and kissed her gently on the head.

"Feeling sick?" he asked her softly.

"A little. You brought my ice cream," she whispered resting her head on his chest.

"I did get your notes. Although, I must say, purple?"

"It really is your colour."

Eric pulled away and looked at Sawyer. He knew she was tired by the bags under her eyes. He brushed a stray piece of hair aside and kissed her softly on the lips. She pulled away and smiled at him. She took his hand and lead him out of the master bath into the master bedroom then out into the hall. He followed her as she pulled him into a room two doors down the hall. He stood there and looked around the room. It was fairly large and held a window seat across a large bay window. He turned and looked at Sawyer.

"I was thinking this room for the nursery," she whispered.

"It is beautiful," Eric agreed.

"I want to start fixing it up but... I don't know I'm still scared too, you know."

"Why are you scared?"

Sawyer shrugged. She placed her hand over her stomach and thought about it. She had been doing a lot of thinking when she was writing. She knew that she wanted these babies she was just so scared she'd screw them up. She looked up at Eric and smiled a little. The one person who she should have been afraid would be the one hurting her children was turning out to be the one person she trusted most. She didn't trust herself to love her children and care for them but she trusted that Eric would make sure that they were looked after and loved. It was pretty sad when she trusted a vampire over herself, the mother to provide for the babies.

Eric watched as Sawyer's eyes filled with tears then she left the room. He stood there confused at her reaction to his question. He walked out of the room and down the hall to the front stairs. He took them two at a time dropping the bag of ice cream on the last one. He turned and saw Sawyer standing in the living room in front of the large fireplace. He walked into the room and went over to her. He placed a hand on her side and waited.

"I'm scared that I'll fail them like my mother failed me," she answered.

"You won't. You have no need to fear that."

"Yes, I do. God, Eric I trust you more with the ability to watch over them then I trust myself. I know you'll love them more than anything else and protect but I can't say the same thing for myself without doubting it."

"Listen to me; I know you are going to be a wonderful mother."

"How do you know?"

"Because... I love you, that's how," he whispered waiting for her reaction.

Sawyer turned and looked at Eric. She laughed and shook her head, "You love me? Now there's a joke."

"Vacker, I do. I love you with all that I am."

Sawyer freaked. She slapped him across the face. He turned and looked at her and didn't say anything. He just pulled her in his arms and kissed her softly on the lips. She pulled away letting her tears fall.

"You can't love me; you shouldn't," she stated.

"But I do," Eric said again whispering the words to her in Swedish, French, Latin and Greek. He knew he could probably say it to her in about twenty other languages but he could see that it was slowly sinking in. Her round sapphire eyes looked into his and she smiled.

"I love you too, Eric," she finally said laughing when he pulled her up and hugged her tight in a bear hug.

"Good. Can I call you my human now?"

"No."

"You do realize I will just say it anyway."

Sawyer sighed, "I know."

Sam and Terry watched from the doorway and smiled. Sam turned back and grabbed the bag of ice cream and carried it into the kitchen Terry following him. He opened the freezer and tossed it in then looked at Terry.

"So, you wanna be the one to tell them that their visit to Wal-Mart is on YouTube?" Sam asked.

"You really should be the one to tell them. Since... Well... You just should," Terry answered.

"Thanks, Terry."

"Welcome Sam."

Sam sighed and watched as Terry went upstairs. He listened to Sawyer and Eric as they talked. He sighed and mutter a screw it under his breath. They didn't need to know right that minute. It wasn't really that important. He could tell them later; and then pray Eric didn't kill him.