A/N I am so sorry for the long wait for this chapter. Real life and my muses are complete bitches, but the good thing about this story is that I have three chapters ready to type YEAH. I'll start with this one and if I get some reviews, hint hint, then hopefully I'll get another one out either tonight or tomorrow. So enjoy and leave me some love:)

I took the scolding Gran gave me with my head hung low. She repeated most of what Nessa had said to me, but when she told me how disappointed she was with how I had treated Eric and Katie, I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. "Gran, I am so sorry for the way that I have been behaving the past few days. With all of the changes happening lately, it's just been too much for me to handle, but I promise that I'm better now. You raised me better than that."

"I am so glad to hear you say that Sweetie." She sat down next to me and wiped the tears from my eyes. "Now that we have gotten this nonsense settled, I want you to go and get cleaned up while I go upstairs and get started on a big breakfast for you and my great-grand-baby."

"Thank you Gran."

"You're welcome Honey." She leaned down and kissed my forehead before getting up and headed upstairs. I was quick to grab my gingham bikini out of my still packed suitcase that I was going to have to remedy soon, and headed into the bathroom.

I turned the shower on as hot as I could stand it and let it warm up while I brushed my teeth. That alone already made me start to feel better.

As soon as I stepped under the hot water and let it wash over me, I felt even better. Washing away the last few days was just what I needed. I still ached for Eric, but it was more tolerable now than it had been.

After I was cleaned, dried and dressed, I was about to head upstairs for some of Gran's cooking, but I felt that I needed to write to Eric first. I knew that I wouldn't be able to enjoy Gran's cooking until I apologized to my Viking.

I looked in the drawer of the nightstand and found a pen and paper. I sat down on the bed and started my letter.

My Dearest Eric,

There are really no words to express how truly sorry I am about the way that I left things at the airport the other day. I was so lost in my sea of emotions and all the changes that have happened recently it all became too much, but that's no excuse for me taking it out on you. I love you Eric, more than I ever thought possible and I understand that you are doing what you are doing to protect me and EJ and I love you all the more for it.

I miss you like crazy Eric and I'm sorry that I didn't let you hug and kiss me goodbye. I miss your hugs and kisses right now. I miss how safe i feel wrapped up in your arms and I miss your kisses that melt me down to a puddle. I also miss other parts of you that I'm sure you can guess. Maybe thinking about that will give you more incentive to hurry back to me in one piece.

I love you with all my heart Eric and I hope to write back soon because I really need to know that you are all right. Until then my love, stay safe.

Love Eternally

Your Sookie

A few stray tears slid down my cheeks as I finished my letter, but as I put it in the box that Nessa gave me I felt a weight lift off of my shoulders. I got the feeling that things were going to be all right and I would hear back from him soon.

My growling stomach reminded me that Gran was cooking some delicious for me, so I quickly high-tailed it upstairs. I practically ran into Katie on my way up. "Oh Katie, I'm so sorry."

"That's alright Ma'am, it was my fault."

"No Katie, it was mine. I want to apologize for my behavior the other night. That was incredibly rude of me and my Gran raised me better than that. I want you to know that you are doing a wonderful job around here and I appreciate everything you do."

"Thank you Ma'am."

"Would it be too much trouble to have my things moved up to the bedroom I was suppose to be in?"

A smile spread across Katie's face. "Of course no. I'll see to it myself right away."

"Thank you so much Katie." She was quick to scurry back to work and I was quick to make my way to the kitchen. I felt like I could eat a horse.