Deep breath. Deep breath. You will not pass out. You will not pass out.

Sookie inhaled deeply as she stood at the back of the little chapel. She couldn't understand why she was so nervous. She loved Eric. Eric loved her. Then a thought suddenly hit her. She opened her mind and found his.

What if I put her in more danger? I'm taking a wife. After a thousand years, I am taking a wife. Can I be a good husband? Can I prove to her how much I love her everyday? Will she understand that as Sheriff I still have responsibilities that she may not like? Will we grow tired of each other? Will she be willing to live in my world completely?

Sookie peered through the small crack in the door and saw Eric standing at the front of the chapel by the minister. She smiled at his calm expression knowing the thoughts running rampant through his mind. She stood up straighter and squared her shoulders.

Will you calm down! You're freaking me out back here!

She saw a smile pull at the corner of his mouth and his shoulders visibly relax.

Stay out of my head.

Stay out of my emotions. I'm about to have a panic attack back here because of you. Are you getting cold feet?

Never!

Then calm down. I love you. ALL of you. Even your crazy vampire world.

I want to be a good husband.

So be one.

That simple, huh?

Pretty much. You ready?

Yes.

The music started to play and she waited for the nice older lady that worked there to open the doors. She smiled brightly as Eric saw her in her dress. His face gave everything away this time. She saw love, joy, and passion reflected in his eyes. She made it to the end of the short aisle in moments and had him by the hands. The ceremony was a blur. She spoke in all the right places, they vowed their love and pledged themselves to each other, they exchanged rings and affirmations. She nearly came undone when Eric slipped the ring on her finger and then brought her hand to his lips to seal his pledge with a kiss. She was beaming. She felt like a thousand watts of light had been turned on under her skin. It finally came time for the kiss and Eric did not disappoint. He captured Sookie's face in his hands and bent to kiss her with more passion and love that she ever thought possible. He released her breathless and happy. They posed for a few pictures and then signed the marriage license. While Eric gathered all the paperwork, Sookie raised her hand and stared at her rings. She had slipped her engagement ring on just after the ceremony and now her wedding set sparkled in the low lights of the chapel. She was married.

Mrs. Sookie Northman.

Eric stopped mid motion as he placed the marriage license in her jacket pocket. A huge smile spread across his face as he heard her thoughts.

"Mrs. Northman."

She turned at the sound of her voice and her stomach flipped at the sound of her new name.
"Mr. Northman."

"Shall we?" He offered his arm and they thanked everyone for their kindness that worked at the small chapel. Eric helped Sookie into the waiting limo and they were on their way back to the hotel.

Sookie sighed contently as the car pulled away from the chapel. Eric watched the emotions play across her face and smiled. She turned and caught his eye. Before she could protest, Eric had her on her back in the large backseat and was kissing her.

We have to go to a party! You're messing up my hair!

We need to consummate our marriage, lover.

In the room! Not here!

He growled playfully and righted her. She laughed as she swatted his arm.

"We've got a lifetime." She laughed.

"Not long enough." He whispered as he nibbled the side of her neck.