Sookie sat cross-legged on the couch while Eric checked his email on his phone. Sookie flipped through the channels on the television, but Eric sensed there was something on her mind. He didn't want to push her so he waited until she was ready. He sifted through a few emails from Pam and returned a few routine messages from his fellow Area Sheriffs before she finally spoke.

"We need to talk about some things." Eric closed his phone and gave her his full attention.

"Of course, lover. Anything."

"We're getting married." She just loved the sound of it.

"Yes."

"Where are we going to live?" He could feel her apprehension flowing through their connection.

"I hoped that you would move in with me."

"I've never even been to your house."

"We could buy a house together if you like."

"What will I do with my house? What about my job?" At the mention of her employment she saw Eric's jaw stiffen and felt a jolt of hostility stab at her through the bond. She glared at him and he quickly made an effort to control his emotions.

"I'm sorry. It's no secret how I feel about your job and the shifter. I know he is your friend and I also know first hand that he is loyal to you and cares about your well being." Sookie quickly thought back to Sam calling Eric when she was so upset about Jason. "But, I know it would be useless of me to demand you quit your job."

"But how can I work for Sam if we're living in Shreveport?"

"So you will move to Shreveport with me?" She couldn't help but roll her eyes and the joy on Eric's face.

"I'm going to be your wife. You live and work in Shreveport. You own a business in Shreveport. I waitress in a bar. It's stupid to live in Bon Temps. You have far more than I do."

"But I want you to be happy." She reached for his hand and squeezed his fingers.

"I know. But, don't you see, I want you to be happy too. That's what a marriage is about."

"Tell me what you want and we'll do it together." Her eyes started to tear at his words.

"You're not going to tell me what we're going to do?" She laughed through her tears.

"We are chosen. We're going to be together for a long, long time. Maybe I shouldn't piss you off so much." He grinned when her mouth fell open in disbelief. She quickly recovered and leaned in to kiss him.

"Smart Viking. Let's buy a house together. Something we both like. Maybe it can be a little close to Bon Temps."

"Sounds great. We'll call a realtor as soon as we get home."

"I'm going to miss my job."

"I will never tell you not to work. But, you don't have to. You will never want for anything again."

"Just how loaded are you?" She poked his side and raised a questioning eyebrow at him.

"I've lived over a thousand years, lover. I know a good investment when I see one. The club is not my only source of income. Speaking of which, we'll need to meet with our attorney to put your name on some assets. Also, the bank. You'll have to sign some paperwork." The use of his pronouns was not lost on her.

"Are you sure?"

"Why would you ask me that?"

"Vampires are very private about their business."

"Do you plan on divorcing me and taking half?" He smirked.

"Can fated, chosen, soul-mate, vampire, fairy, lovers even do that?"

"I seriously hope not." He laughed at her playful expression.

"But, really, is it…safe to have me know about all your…stuff."

"Sookie, you and I are a stronger force than your realize. Not only are we bonded but we are fated. That is rare in this world. Rare among vampires, to be certain. With your fairy heritage, we have yet to see what you are truly capable of. You and I will keep no secrets."

"We'll be targets."

"Those that attempt to bring either of us harm have merely hastened their death."

She was quiet for a few moments taking in everything. He could see into her mind that she was getting comfortable with the idea of their marriage and the life they would make for themselves. He felt the exact moment when she decided that nothing mattered but their lives together. He smiled at her and slid from the couch so he could kneel before her. He rested his head against her chest as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Let's go to bed." She sighed as she tangled her fingers through his hair.

"Tomorrow you will be Mrs. Northman."

"I can't wait."

"I've waited a thousand lifetimes for you, my love."

"Make love to me, Viking."

"Forever."