I'm alive. I am so sorry for the long wait for this chapter but after being kicked out of my house with 48 hours notice, living in hotels for two months and being miles away from my writing, i'm finally getting back on track in my new apartment. I'm trying to get caught up on all of my stories, so hopefully there will be more updates soon. So i'm going to shut up now, let you get reading and leave me some love:)

Apparently I've given Eric the ability to pop like I can. That's just great, now he can get away from me even faster. I know that I said that I would leave him when I hurt him earlier today, but I never really believed that he would let me go. Now he was the one sending me thousands of miles away for God only knows how long and just when we find out about our baby. This was becoming more than I could handle.

I felt a part of me shut down as I sat there waiting. I knew that if I didn't let myself do this that I was going to lose what little sanity that I had left right now. Everything was happening just too fast and I couldn't handle all of these changes in such a short period of time. On top of all of the physical changes I was going through, my future husband was shipping me away and that was just the last straw. I was beyond pissed and so many other emotions that I couldn't even name right now, but I would keep it together for my baby's sake.

I pushed aside the half eaten plate of chicken and sat up on the sofa just staring off into space. I wanted to be alone to try and get control of my feelings, to let myself half a break down in private, but it would be hours before that could happen. I would just keep myself emotionally shut down until then.

Gran came back into the room a few minutes later with a tall glass of milk and a plate full of crackers and peanut butter. "Here now Darlin', I want you to drink all this milk and eat all of these crackers. You need some good protein and that calcium is good for the baby."

I didn't want to eat, I wanted to hide and pout in a shell somewhere for a while, but this was for the baby, so I sucked it up and ate and drank every bite. The crackers tasted like sawdust to me and the milk tasted like sludge. I didn't want to do any of this right now.

"Where's Eric?"

"He went to make arrangements for tonight. Gran, we're leaving tonight, you, me and Jason. We are going someplace safe and far away for a while."

"What about Eric?"

"He's going to stay here." I didn't even recognize my own voice as I spoke. I could see that Gran wanted to say something about how I was acting, but she stopped herself. I couldn't take whatever she had to say right now anyway.

"Okay Dear. I'll go call your brother and get him on board, and then I'll go pack my things."

"Okay Gran."

Two hours later me, Gran, Jason, Pam and Eric were all at a private airfield outside of Shreveport. Eric had hired a private plane to take us to our destination, but I didn't have it in me to care. I felt like a part of me was being ripped away and it was tearing me up inside.

Pam was here to make sure that we got off all right and she was going to be joining us in a few days after plans had been made. As she was helping Gran and Jason onto the plan, Eric pulled me off to the side, concern marring his beautiful face. I wanted to reach out and comfort him, but I just didn't have it in me. "Lover, please say something. You haven't spoken a word since I got back."

"What do you want me to say Eric?"

He stepped closer to try to pull me into his arms, but I stepped back before he could touch me. I couldn't handle him touching me right now. "Dammit Sookie! I don't care what you say as long as you talk to me. Yell, scream, curse me out, I don't give a fuck, just say something!"

"I can't Eric. Everything that has happened lately has been too fast and now you sending me away is just the last straw. It is taking everything in me to keep it together. I just need to get on the plane right now."

"Sookie, please."

"I'm sorry. Goodbye Eric." I popped into the plane and sat as far away from everyone else as I could. I needed to stay quiet and keep it together for just a little while longer.

We took off and the flight lasted just shy of three hours. I'd let several silent tears fall, but kept them from Gran and Jason. I was glad that they were both focused on the view and the in-flight movie because the farther we got from Shreveport; the harder it was to keep my emotions in check. I needed to desperately let my emotions out, but I needed to do it in private.

When we landed in another private airfield there was a limo and driver waiting for us. I was quick to get off the plane and into the back of the limo. It didn't take them long to get the luggage off the plane or for Gran and Jason to join me.

I curled up as small as I could manage and just prayed the drive to wherever we were going didn't take long. I felt like I was crumbling apart inside and I was holding on by a thread. I just needed to get this pain out before I did something stupid.

Luckily for me when everyone and everything was loaded into the limo, the drive took less than ten minutes. We pulled up in front of a beautiful three story house that was right on the beach, but I just couldn't find it in me to be excited about being here without Eric. I felt lost without him; I felt like he had abandoned me when I needed him the most and I had no idea how to control what I was feeling.

A part of me, the part that loved the outside so much wanted to go explore the beach and try to pull myself together by getting some fresh air to make me feel better, but the bigger, emptier part of me just wouldn't let me. I just wanted to be alone.

We were led inside and introduced to Katie, the housekeeper. She seemed very nice and sweet, but I couldn't handle her sweetness with the way that I was feeling. "Katie, I'd like to go straight to my room please."

"Of course Miss. Mr. Northman wanted us to make sure that you had everything you needed." She started to lead me upstairs, but that wasn't where I wanted to be right now.

"Katie, I'd like you to take me to one of the light tight rooms."

"But Mr. Northman said…"

"I don't care what Mr. Northman said, I want a light tight room and one that he hasn't occupied." I knew that Gran would have my hide for the way that I was speaking to Katie, but I couldn't help it. I felt lost and out of control and I needed to be alone.

Katie turned and led me downstairs. She passed what I knew was Eric's room and led me to another room at the opposite end of the hall. I quickly pushed my way into the room and closed the door enough to keep her from entering like I knew she was planning. "Thank you Katie."

"But Miss…

"Thank you Katie." I slammed the door harder than I wanted and I finally was able to let myself go. I turned my back to the door, slid down to the floor and sobbed harder than I ever had before.