Sawyer walked into Eric's office and watched as Eric pulled on his black silk dress shirt. She closed the door softly behind her and leaned against it. She watched as Eric turned around and faced her not doing up the buttons on his shirt. He had paired the shirt with a pair of tight velvet black jeans. Sawyer sighed and wondered how it was that she had gotten so lucky to get involved with a man as good looking as Eric. She gave him a soft smile and walked towards him.

"I'm sorry," she told him softly.

"For what?" Eric asked slowly doing up the buttons on his shirt.

"You know what. I don't think you're a monster or evil. Not at all. I am just... I am trying to adjust here."

"Adjust to the fact that I am a killer?"

Eric turned away from Sawyer and finished buttoning up his shirt. He felt her arms wrap around him and her head resting on his back. He looked down and saw the ring that shone on her finger. It declared her as his and as much as he knew it wasn't good for her, he wasn't going to let her go. He had known that being in love with her was not going to be easy but he hadn't known that it would hurt either of them this much.

"You aren't a killer, Eric. You did what you had to. You protected this family," she whispered to him wishing he would turn around and face her.

"I killed your brother in front of you. How can you not think I am a monster?" Eric demanded turning around and facing her. He had thought that they didn't have to have this conversation; he had thought they could move on without it. He now knew that there was no way they could. They needed to talk about it and their feelings. Eric had never been one to stand there and let his feelings be known but he needed to here. He knew that Sawyer needed to hear what he was feeling and more importantly he needed to tell her his feelings and hear what hers were.

Sawyer took Eric's hand and placed it on her stomach. She felt their babies move inside of her and smiled at Eric. "They are the reason I could never think you were a monster. You love them, Eric and you have no blood ties to them at all. I have seen you in the nursery fixing it up and getting things for them. I see the teddy bears and outfits you buy even when you think I don't. And the way you look after me and love me. You have given me more love in the past months that I have been here then I have felt in my whole life," she placed her hand over his and pulled him closer to her, "that tells me that you aren't a monster. I could never see you as a monster."

Eric looked into her eyes knowing if she was lying he would see it. There was nothing there but love. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. He felt her arms come around him and he held her against him. He pulled away and looked down smiling when her large stomach kept them further apart then he would have liked. He ran his hand over her stomach and then looked up into her eyes. He knew he wasn't worthy enough to be a part of this family but for some reason Sawyer thought he was.

"I love you," he whispered to her realizing the words were easier to say to more he said them.

"I love you too. Are we okay now?" Sawyer asked.

"Yes. How about we go home and get reconnected?"

Sawyer laughed, "Nice try. You just want out of this party."

"I am not going to deny it."

Sawyer shook her head. She kissed Eric softly on the lips and then pulled away and walked out of the office. She closed the door behind her and felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She walked back to the main room and saw that everything was finished and people had started to arrive. She looked at Jessica and smiled at her. Jessica smiled back and Sawyer was happy that she had found Bon Temps and her friends.

Eve broke into Sawyer's home jimmying the back door open and shoving it open. She knew that Sawyer had something to do with the fact that Finn hadn't come back to the base. She had checked the hospital and had been thrilled to hear that one of Sawyer's friends was still there in a coma. That didn't however, curb her fears for her only son. She walked into the house and slammed the door behind her.

She looked around the seemingly normal kitchen and wondered where the bloodsucker hid the bodies. She walked though the kitchen and down the hall to the living room and front rooms. She stood there and looked at the simple yet comfortable decor. She hated every inch of it because it was all a lie. Her daughter was playing house with a vampire and Eve knew it was all going to fall apart. Sawyer was going to realize that her loving partner was really nothing more than an abomination of a nature and a killer. Eve had long ago given up on her daughter and had known that Sawyer would be the one to screw up; she just hadn't known that in her downfall, Sawyer would drag her brother down with her.

She began to tear apart the room throwing things around and pulling the books off the shelves. She wanted Sawyer and that dead mother fucker to know that she had been here; that their home had been invaded. Along the way Eve searched for anything that might lead her to Finn. She knew that it would be stupid for the vampire to just leave something laying around that stated what he had done to her son but she still held on to a mother's hope that there would be something. After destroying the living room, Eve walked out of it and headed towards the stairs kicking over two paint cans that had been placed on the foot of the stairs. She hated that Sawyer had so much when her beloved Finn was probably dead.

She walked into the hall and stopped. Here there were pictures lining the wall. Eve turned and looked at one and made a face. It was a picture of Eric sitting on the stairs a paint brush in his hand. The sight made Eve sick especially when she saw the soft smile Eric had on his face telling her that it had been Sawyer who had taken the picture. She grabbed it and tossed it on the floor smiling when she heard the frame and glass break. She walked along the hall doing the same to every picture. She stopped when she came to the first door. She turned and looked inside and stood there shocked.

There in front of her was the perfect nursery for twins. There stood two cribs with two change tables and two rockers to complete the picture. The walls were painted a beautiful sunny yellow and by the window seat there was a bright colourful rainbow. Eve felt her anger rising. Her Finn was missing and here was Sawyer and her dead lover getting ready to welcome children of their own. Eve stomped into the room and began destroying it. She didn't care how much time she had and the thoughts of looking for clues as to where Finn might be left her. She just wanted to wipe any trance of the children that Sawyer was expecting away and let Sawyer know that it was not going to be happily ever after.

Eve broke the one of the rocking chairs and tossed it aside. She stood in the middle of the room and looked around at the damage she had caused. She smiled and walked out of the room. She walked down the hall to the master bedroom. It was time to leave her darling daughter a message. Eve wished she could be there when Sawyer got it. She would love to see the fear on her face.

Eric placed the bottle of water in front of Sawyer and sat beside her. He watched as Arlene and Terry danced on the dance floor. The engagement party had turned into a full wedding when Terry had showed up with a minister and a marriage license. Eric had seen the way that Sawyer's eyes had filled with tears as Arlene and Terry had exchanged vows. He knew she wanted that more than anything. And more shocking was that for the first time he wanted to give it to her. He reached out and stroked her hair. She turned and smiled at him.

"I'm alright," she said seeing the look on his face.

"I never said you weren't," he stated.

"I know that look. I am not tired and I want to stay a little longer."

Sawyer opened the bottle of water and took a long sip. She closed her eyes and rubbed her stomach. The twins were kicking up a storm. She opened her eyes and saw Eric watching her intently. She watched as he took her hand and looked at the ring he had given her. She could see that he was thinking the same thing that she was. She wished that one day she could stand in front of a minister and marry Eric. She held his hand tight in hers and gave him a soft smile.

"I would give you that if I could," he said softly.

"I know ma coeur and for now what we have is just fine with me. These babies," she said rubbing her stomach, "will grow up calling you Daddy and that is all that really matters here."

"Are you sure?"

"I have never been more sure of anything in my whole life."

"Don't you think it's about time you get home," Pam said walking up to them. She rolled her eyes when Sookie walked up beside her. Sawyer bit the side of her mouth to hide her smile.

"I hate agreeing with Pam, but she is right. You should be getting home Sawyer, and get your rest," Sookie added.

"I could have delivered that message myself without your help," Pam said turning towards Sookie.

"One can never tell when vampires will do something you ask them to do and when they will completely disregard your wishes," Sookie answered back.

"Ladies," Eric tried rubbing his forehead. He looked up and saw Sawyer trying really hard not to laugh. He had to smile himself. It was funny to watch Pam and Sookie argue; especially when for once it wasn't about him.

"Vampires are more trustworthy then humans any day," Pam stated.

"Oh please, is that a joke or something? All the vampires I have ever known have lied about something to me," Sookie pointed out.

"Did you ever think that that has more to do with you then the vampires?"

"Why you bit-."

"Alright, as much fun as it is watching you two fight, you are both right. I should be getting home to rest," Sawyer said pushing herself up and standing between them.

"She wants to leave because of you," Sookie said pointing at Pam.

"You are not completely blameless here," Pam said.

"Ladies, please stop arguing before I chain both of you up in the basement. I believe we will all enjoy that," Eric said standing beside Sawyer.

Pam and Sookie looked at each other then glared at Eric. They walked off in different directions. Sawyer giggled and leaned against Eric. Her friends were definitely something else. She wouldn't trade them for anything else in the world though.

Eric drove up to the house and shut the car off. He opened the door and immediately stopped. Something didn't smell right. He heard Sawyer climb out of the Jeep and slam the door. She dug thru her purse muttering about losing her keys but he didn't pay much attention to her. He climbed out of the Jeep and slammed the door. He started walking towards the house and the scent just grew stronger. He grabbed Sawyer's arm when she went to climb the stairs to the porch.

"Eric?" Sawyer asked turning to look at him.

"There is a new scent here. I cannot place it," Eric said looking at her.

"So, let me guess you want to me to stand out here and wait while you check the house?"

"Would you if I asked?"

"No."

Eric sighed, "I did not think so. Stay behind me."

Sawyer nodded. She let Eric take her hand and she walked behind him as he walked up the steps slowly. She looked around but she couldn't see anything in the dark of night. She made a mental note to install lights along the driveway to brighten around the house at night. She winced when she stepped on the porch and it creaked. Eric didn't stop though and they continued to the front door. Eric broke the lock and walked into the house. He stopped and swore in Swedish as the scent was stronger. Sawyer pulled away from Eric and walked into the living room. She flipped on the light and gasped. She ignored Eric when he turned to her and started to tell her to stay behind him.

"Eric, stop. I don't think they are still here," she stated turning him towards the room, "look."

Eric turned and looked at the room. It was destroyed. The hours and love that Sawyer had put into this room were gone and all that was left was in disarray. He turned when Sawyer walked out of the room and up the stairs. He followed her and looked around at the destruction. They reached the upstairs hall and found the pictures torn off the wall. Sawyer hurried to the nursery and stopped in the doorway. Eric heard her soft sob. He walked over to her side and took her in his arms. He looked around the nursery and felt his anger rising. Someone had come into his home and destroyed it. It was a short list of people who would dare do this.

"Why?" Sawyer asked her voice muffled against Eric's shoulder.

"I do not know. Come, let's get you to lay down," Eric said picking her up. He was worried about the babies and what would happen if she became too stressed.

Sawyer closed her eyes and listened as Eric carried her down the hall. He pushed open the door to their master suite and stopped. Sawyer opened her eyes and went to turn her head. Eric stopped her.

"Eric?"

"We should stay at my apartment tonight," he said.

"Why? Eric, what is it?"

Eric set Sawyer on her feet and let her look. Sawyer turned and stood there shocked. Their bed had been burned and written above the headboard in the ash was: Next time I will come during the day and burn both of you in it. Sawyer turned and felt tears rolling down her cheeks. She let Eric hold her.

"It's my mother," she answered grabbing a hold of his jacket.

"I know and I will have my people looking for her within the hour. First, we need to get some things and leave. It will only be for today. I will have people come out and fix-."

"This will never feel like home again."

"Yes it will," Eric forced Sawyer to look at him. He wiped away her tears, "I promise that I will make this feel like home again. I will make it safe."

Sawyer just nodded and let him hold her. She had never wished harm on someone but at the moment she wished her mother would drive off a cliff somewhere and die a painful horrible death. She closed her eyes and hugged Eric tighter. She refused to let her mother ruin what little happiness she had found with Eric. It wasn't going to happen and Sawyer would make sure that Eve paid for it; perhaps with her life.