Eric watched Sawyer sleep bundled up in the bed. He got up and kissed her on the forehead softly. She had been so tired and feeling sick that he had just carried her up and tucked her in without her fighting him. He walked out of the room and down the back stairs into the kitchen. He saw Sam there writing a note for Sawyer. He saw Sam turn and look at him. Eric walked around the island and looked at him.

"How has she been?" Eric asked watching as Sam folded the note and left it on the counter.

"Well... You want the truth or a bunch of lies to make you feel better?" Sam asked.

"The truth."

"She was a wreck. She tried to hide it from all of us but we all saw it. Maybe not so much Sookie. She really wanted to believe that Sawyer would get better but she wasn't. She wasn't sleeping at night and spent most of her time fixing up this place all hours of the night. Bill, Jessica and Hoyt would help her as much as they could but every time they would ask her what was wrong, she would shut down."

"What about her brother? Have you heard from him?"

"No, nothing. It's been quiet... Well, as quiet as it can be with Arlene running around dragging people into her plans for her engagement party. I thought I should warn you, Sawyer agreed to plan it."

"She should be resting."

"Yeah, you tell her that. I am sure it will go over about as well as it did when I told her. Or when Sookie told her. Or when-."

Eric smiled and held up his hand, "I think I understand."

Sam smiled and nodded. He looked at Eric and knew that despite what everyone thought about him, Eric was a good guy. He loved Sawyer with all his heart and Sam was sure that they would both be happy together. Sam stood up and looked at Eric and nodded. He turned and grabbed his tool belt.

"Well, I'm heading out. Try and make sure she sleeps tonight. I told her that I'm giving her the day off tomorrow," Sam said.

"I am sure she will curse you," Eric said.

"Probably," Sam sighed, "Listen, you should know, I... I have no idea how to say this but... What happened with you and Sawyer in the Wal-Mart is on the internet."

Eric frowned, "What?"

"Someone must have used their cell phone and make a video of it and posted it to the internet. I thought you should."

"Thank you for telling me. I will look into it."

"Good. Well, I guess I'll be seeing you."

"That you will."

Eric watched as Sam walked out the back door and left. Eric sat there and looked around the kitchen. Sawyer hadn't gotten around to painting it yet and Eric saw a booklet on cabinets and paint chips on the counter. He grabbed the booklet and flipped though it and found that Sawyer had circled cherry cabinets. He looked at them then looked around the kitchen. He would prefer a lighter wood. The last thing he wanted was the place looking dark. He wanted it to be bright and sunny. He sighed thinking about when the last time was that he had seen the sun. A thousand years was a long damn time and he wondered if maybe he was just imagining how beautiful the sunrise had been or the sunset.

He pushed the booklet away and didn't look at the paint chips. He got up and walked over to the fridge and smiled when he saw a to-do list. He took it and read that most of it was things that she needed. He frowned a little when he saw a laptop on there. He wondered if she was writing again. And if she was, what the hell was she writing about? He tucked the list in his pocket and looked at the time. He smiled thinking that he was about to make another Wal-Mart run, as Sawyer had called it. He would get her everything on the list she needed plus whatever else he thought she could use. He was determined to look after her.

Sawyer woke up when the nauseous feeling got worst. She laid there and moaned. She smiled when she felt Eric's cold hands start to rub her lower back. She rolled over slowly not to make the feeling worst. She opened her eyes and smiled at him. She felt him brush the hair from her face and was glad that he was there with her. She had spent an entire month trying to deal with her pregnancy by herself but she realized now that she had failed. She wanted her twins but she had to be honest with herself that she hadn't been looking after herself as well as she could have. She closed her eyes and sucked in a breath shoving Eric aside and running to the washroom. She kneeled in front of the toilet and threw up feeling Eric holding her hair back for her. She emptied the contents of her stomach then turned and looked at Eric.

"Have I mentioned how sick I am of being sick?" she whispered slamming the seat down and reaching to flush the toilet.

"I spoke to a pharmacist and he suggested motion sickness pills. I got you some," Eric said getting up and grabbing a wet cold cloth for her.

"When did you get that?"

"I went out. I... I saw your to do list. It was mostly a shopping list. I got you everything on it. And perhaps some extras."

"Eric."

"What?"

Eric kneeled down and gently wiped Sawyer's face with the cloth. He leaned in to kiss her but she held him back. He watched as she took a deep breath and climbed to her feet. She started to brush her teeth and he smiled at the fact that she didn't want him to kiss her after she had thrown up. He held back from sharing with her some of the things that he and the other men in his village would do without the benefits of washing. He leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her neck before leaving her in the room. He looked at his watch and sighed. In just three hours it would be dawn and he didn't want to leave Sawyer alone but he knew he had to. It was just so hard to leave her when he loved her so much.

He sat on the bed and looked up when she walked out of the room. She walked right over to him and straddled him. He kissed her hard on the mouth running his hands down her back. He felt her pulling on his shirt but he didn't let her pull it off. He pulled away from her and gently ran his thumb along her cheek.

"I got you something," he whispered feeling her soft breath fall on his cheek.

"Why are you whispering?" she asked kissing along his jaw.

"Because I know what the gift symbolizes and I fear that you will reject it."

Sawyer pulled away from Eric and watched as he pulled a ring box out of his pocket. She looked at it then looked at him. She watched as he used his thumb to flick the box open. She looked at the three karat teardrop emerald ring surrounded by small diamonds. The diamonds went down into two bands before connecting in the back of the ring in a small thick band of white gold. She looked at the ring then at Eric. He took the ring out of the box and took her left hand. He slid it down her ring finger and looked at her. She didn't know what to say as she stared at the ring.

"Eric, what... How... Why?" she finally asked looking at him.

"In my village, it was common that for a man to give the woman he wished to be his wife a ring. Then she would move into his hut and the village would consider them married. I wish... I wish to call you my wife," Eric explained looking into Sawyer's sapphire eyes waiting for her response.

"Eric, you... You barely know me."

"I know that I love you. And in all the years that I have been alive, I have never felt as strongly for anyone as I do for you. I want everyone to see this ring and know that you are mine; that your heart belongs to someone."

Sawyer kissed Eric. She felt tears rolling down her cheeks. She pulled away and smiled at him. She had never had someone love her as much as he did. She looked at the ring again and shook her head not believing that he had gotten her something so beautiful. She didn't even want to know how he got it at this time of the night just that he had wanted to call her his. She looked up and met his eyes.

"I will wear it on one condition," she said.

"And what is that?"

"You wear a ring on your ring finger as well. I want everyone to know that you belong to me."

"Hmmm, I will think about it."

"Eric, I am serious."

"Oh, I know you are. You are very sexy when you are asserting yourself."

Eric turned and pinned her on the bed kissing her hard on the mouth. He kissed along her neck and released his fangs. He was about to bite her when he heard her grasp. He pulled away and saw that she had placed a hand on her stomach. He retracted his fangs and rolled off of her. He feared that something was wrong.

"What is wrong? Is it the babies?" he asked.

"Eric, feel this," she said.

Sawyer grabbed Eric's hand and placed it on her stomach. She watched his face and saw him smile when he felt the twins move. She smiled and kissed him feeling him stroke her stomach. She pulled away and laughed when the twins kicked again. She leaned against Eric and felt him wrap an arm around her.

"They are going to be a handful," she said feeling Eric's fingers stroke her skin.

"Maybe, maybe not," Eric asked her content to hold her in his arms at the moment. He could still feel the twins kick every so often. He was relieved to feel them kicking. It told him that they were healthy and developing as they should.

"You know, I suddenly know that you are going to spoil them rotten."

"I will not spoil them."

"Yes, you will. You won't be able to help yourself."

"I do have self control."

Sawyer pulled away and gave Eric a look of disbelief. She frowned when he laughed and kissed her. She groaned when he pulled away and climbed off the bed. She turned and looked at the alarm clock. She sat up and watched as he pulled on his jacket.

"Not fair, there is still two hours until sunrise," she pouted.

"There are some things I need to take care of at Fangtasia. I should have been there a few hours ago as it is," Eric said kissing her on the lips softly.

"Alright, I guess I can let you go."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Eric turned to leave but turned back and kissed Sawyer again. He finally pulled away and walked to the door. He turned back and smiled at her. She smiled back and he left the room walking down the hall to the stairs. He reached the first floor and walked out of the house. He stood on the front porch and looked around at the darkness that surrounded his lover's home. Something didn't feel right. He felt like he was being watched. He shook off the feeling and walked off the porch. He wondered if maybe he wasn't overreacting. He shook his head and took flight. He knew the moment he got to Fangtasia Pam would be at him. His mind turned towards that and he forgot about the feeling he had had at Sawyer's.

Sawyer walked down the stairs missing Eric. She walked into the living room and stopped. She smiled when she saw the bags from Wal-Mart left on the floor by the couch. She walked over to the couch and sat on it. She started to unload the bags and saw that true to his word, Eric had gotten her everything she had put on the list. Dish towels, sheets, dishes, everything she had put off buying was there. She grabbed the last bag and almost dropped it. It was heavier than the others had been and bigger. She lifted it up and pulled the box out of the bag. She was shocked to find a small netbook box. She opened the box and saw the small silver laptop sitting there. She shook her head. Eric was spoiling her and he didn't even know it. She knew that if she told him to return everything, he wouldn't. To him, he was just making sure that she had everything she needed and that he was looking after her. She sat back and placed her hands on her stomach.

"You know, I think Mommy found a winner this time," she told her babies looking at the ring on her finger. She smiled. She was Eric's and she didn't have a problem with that.