Dead and Dating
Disclaimer: I don't own the Southern Vampires. Sole copyright belongs to Charlaine Harris. I'm poor, please don't sue.
Rating: M
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When I woke up again it was already 6:30pm. I tried to figure out what day it was. It was Saturday evening.. Friday morning around 1am Eric was taken, he was returned to me Friday night at 8pm. We had made love until 3am this morning. Vampire schedules were a logistic nightmare. I rolled over to hug him and found he wasn't in bed. I frowned a bit and sat up. I stretched and climbed out of bed. I heard voices downstairs so I decided to go down to the kitchen.
Eric and Pam were sitting at the kitchen table. He was pointing something out to her in a book. The second he seen me he slammed the book shut and tried to look innocent.
"I'm too tired to even ask." I just assumed it was something expensive for me and that I'd probably have to give him hell later. I fumbled around the kitchen trying to make myself a sandwich. I was starving. Every now and then I would look down at my engagement ring and smile. I was getting used to wearing it already. Once I fixed my ham sandwich I sat down next to Eric and Pam, thankful that Pam did some light grocery shopping for me earlier.
"Sorry I overslept." I rubbed my eyes a little and took a bite of my sandwich. Eric just smiled.
"Not a problem lover." When he said that Pam rolled her eyes. I couldn't help but smile. This felt normal. Well, normal for me. I guess most people don't wake up and have a sandwich with two very dangerous vampires.
"So, what is the plan for tonight?" I was really just trying to make conversation. I knew Eric had said I'd have a big night. He said tomorrow, which would imply Sunday. But we were on vampire time. I knew tomorrow meant once he woke up.
Pam shrugged and so did Eric. Those two were up to something. But I decided to let it slide.
"Actually, I do have this little thing at Fangtasia." Eric tried to mention it casually, but I knew that he had something up his sleeve. How he'd manage to orchestrate something in less than 24 hours amazed me. But I knew he had connections.
"Will it land me in the hospital or you in front of a tribunal?" He laughed openly at my question.
"No, I swear it's all good."
Pam stood up to excuse herself. Then she darted out the front door.
"Okay, I'm going to ignore the fact that I know you both are up to something."
"Speaking of up to something..." He leaned over and kissed me. "I have to run to Fangtasia to prepare for this evening. You should start getting ready. Meet me there at 10pm. Pam will bring you. She shouldn't be long."
Eric took off out the door as fast as Pam had. I sighed and trudged up the stairs to the shower. I took a long hot shower. I was just drying off when I heard knocking on the bathroom door.
"Sookie, It's Pam. Can I come in?" I hurried up and threw on a robe and closed it. "Come in.", I called sweetly.
Pam was holding a large garment bag.
"This is a little gift from Eric to you. Please don't stake the messenger." Pam looked a little nervous so I stepped out of the bathroom, she followed me into Eric's bedroom. She laid the garment bag on his bed and then set a small bag next to it.
"Also, there is a lady downstairs waiting to do your hair. I assume she was sent by Eric as well." I almost fainted.
"Pam, are you joking?" I laughed and tried to push down any anger I felt. I was really going to have to talk to Eric about the gifts. But I wouldn't do that tonight. I would give him tonight. He had been through so much and obviously whatever he was planning was major. He'd always, at the very least, let me do my own hair.
I took my robe off and put one of Eric's button up shirts on. I wouldn't want to ruin my hair once it was done. I ran down stairs and introduced myself to an older lady who had all kinds of things plugged into the kitchen outlets. She motioned for me to sit down and I did. By the time my hair was done it was almost 8pm. I tipped her generously and she left. I looked into a mirror. It was a beautiful up-do. There were soft curls cascading down from the crown of my head. There was a tiny little comb pressed into the front of the up-do, it had sparkling diamonds all over it. I felt like a princess.
"Wait until you see the dress." Pam whispered from beside me.
"Will you come with me?" I asked, I was nervous and wanted support with me. Pam nodded and we went upstairs. I walked into Eric's bedroom and over to the garment bag. I took a deep breath and unzipped. My breath was taken away.
Inside the garment bag was a beautiful white dress. My hands ran over the soft fabric.
"Pam, is this what I think it is?"
"Read the note."
I looked down and seen the note that sat up near the neckline of the dress. I opened it very carefully, my hands shaking.
Sookie,
I know that I said I would wait to marry you. But I cannot wait. I need to be yours, and I want you to be mine. Our love is deep and true. If you would like to marry me. Please be at Fangtasia by 10pm. If not, I will know that you do not want to marry me.
Love,
Eric
"I-I...W-What am I supposed to do?" I looked pleadingly at Pam. I desperately wanted her to make the decision for me. I was scared. I loved Eric, but marriage?
"We are a family Sookie." Pam laid her hand on my back. "This is just the legal proof of what you already feel."
Leave it to Pam to be practical. I was still nervous. She looked at me and tilted her head a bit.
"Can I at least put the dress on you? Maybe that will help." I nodded to Pam. She pulled out a tiny lace thong and a very see-through strapless bra. "These first.." I was too dazed to care and I stripped down. I leaned on Pam while I slid my undergarments on. Pam lifted the dress out of the garment bag. It was even more beautiful than I had thought. It had a fitted bodice with silk off the shoulder straps. The bottom of the dress flared away from the bodice. It had sparkling detailing all over it. There was a modest train. Pam unzipped the back and held it down for me. I climbed in. She pulled it up and zipped me into it.
"Sookie, you are truly beautiful." I smiled nervously at her reaction. I turned to face myself in the mirror. I gasped. It was the perfect dress. If I could imagine my wedding day, this would be the dress I was wearing.
"Oh, it's amazing."
"He picked it out himself. He had it rush delivered here. I had to go pick it up."
"Am I really going to do this?" Pam ignored my question and lifted a beautiful jewelry box from the bag. She opened it and pulled out a pair of diamond stud earrings. She placed them carefully in my ears. Then slid a diamond bracelet on my wrist. Then finally an amazingly beautiful necklace. There were diamonds dripping off it. They were all shaped like tear drops.
"One more thing Sookie." She pulled out a veil. I nearly came undone. She slid it into my hair and arranged it over my face. I stared into the mirror, looking at myself and Pam. I had always dreamed my mother would help me through all of these things. But when she died it changed all of that. Somehow, Pam being next to me felt...right. It felt like the sister I never had. I reached over and gripped her hand.
"I'm going to get married tonight."
"It's almost 9pm." Pam flipped my veil back and put a tiny bit of lip gloss on my lips. "Eric likes you natural." She was right, he did.
"Come." She turned around and headed downstairs. I took a second to gather myself and then followed her downstairs. When I got to the bottom she handed me a pair of white heels and I slipped them on. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I started to panic. I was letting Eric push me into things I didn't want. I wasn't ready for it. We just got engaged a few nights ago. I started to balk. I couldn't even move.
"Sookie, trust yourself. I know your scared. But you love Eric, and he loves you. This marriage will work." Pam seemed so sure that her words comforted me. She was right. Marriage was just a legal and outward symbol of what Eric and I both already knew. We were going to be together forever. I took a deep breath and adjusted my bracelet.
I heard something out front and seen a limo pull up. The driver got out and came up to the door. I opened it for him and smiled. "I suppose you are my driver." He smiled and nodded.
"Ms. Pam, your clothes are hanging in the back seat of the limo." She nodded to the driver and scooped me up in her arms. I was shocked.
"Well, we can't get your dress dirty." I laughed and enjoyed the lift to the limo. Once we were inside and settled Pam unzipped the garment bag that was hanging by the window. It held a crimson red dress. It looked like it was knee-length. It had to be real silk. It was beautiful.
"Pam.."
"Whats a wedding without a maid of honor?" She winked at me. She had to know that I had no one else I would even consider asking. Pam tried to comfort me with some small talk, but before I knew it we were pulling up to Fangtasia. "I can't believe I'm getting married in a bar." Pam leaned over to whisper in my ear. "Wait until you see what he's done in there. I hear it's amazing."
"Okay, lets go." She hopped out of the limo, handing me her garment bag and another small bag. She lifted me up easily and carried me to the employee entrance and let us in. "Eric knows to stay out of his office." She opened the door to his office and set me down inside. I looked up and seen Sam standing there in front of me. He was dressed in a tux with a crimson tie.
"I'm hoping you will let me give you away. I know you aren't speaking to your brother. Eric figured you would be pleased with this." He looked a little nervous.
"Of course, Sam" I flashed him an equally as nervous smile.
I looked at the clock, it was only 9:45pm. I could hear people out in the bar chattering. How Eric had managed to get all these people here amazed me. Pam came back in wearing her maid of honor dress. She looked lovely. The dress was knee-length with a sweetheart neckline. The crimson made her skin look even more pale and fragile. She was beautiful. If I didn't know her, I'd be jealous of her being around Eric so much.
"You ready Sookie?"
I gulped. "I think so." She smiled and handed me a bouquet of beautiful white daisies and blood red roses. Her own bouquet was all daisies. She flipped my veil down to cover my face. We left Eric's office and waited in the hallway. I could hear beautiful violin music playing.
"This is my cue guys." Pam winked and walked out into the room, taking slow, deliberate steps. It seemed like forever. Then I heard the swell of Pachebel's Canon in D. Eric remembered a talk we had, when I had told him I loved that song and that I dreamed of walking down the aisle to it. I started to choke up. Before I could cry, I stole a glance at Sam, then I turned my face towards the doorway. I took a big breath and took the first step out.
I was breathless. Fangtasia had been turned into the most beautiful wedding hall I had ever seen. There were rows of white wooden chairs. Each one had a bouquet of daisies at the end. Long pieces of white silk were draped everywhere. I started to feel wobbly. Sam took my arm and helped me down the aisle. Everyone stood and was staring at me. But the only person I could focus on was Eric. He was standing up at an alter by a man dressed in all black. I assumed he was our officiant. Eric looked beautiful. He was wearing an all black tux with a white shirt and white tie. His hair had been braided away from his face but still hung down to his shoulders. I lost myself in his eyes. I would always remember the expression on his face when he saw me walking down the aisle. When we got to the alter I turned and handed my bouquet to Pam. I remember Sam giving me away. Then I turned and got lost in Eric's eyes again. I barely remember the vows. I did remember being surprised when Pam produced a ring for me to give to Eric. I was so nervous and and a little scared that everything was a blur. I also remember a deviation in the ceremony in which we drank from each others wrist.
Suddenly, Eric was lifting my veil. "You may now kiss the bride." The man in black declared to everyone. Eric leaned forward and kissed me for all he was worth. Everyone behind me was cheering. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him back. He pulled back and turned me around for our walk back down the aisle. When we got to the end Eric swept me off my feet and took me back to his office. He shut the office door behind himself and held me close.
"Eric, I barely even remember our vows." I managed to spit out.
"They were pretty basic. I didn't have time to write my own, and I knew you wouldn't have time either." Eric managed a nervous smile.
"Mad at me?" I looked up into those big blue eyes. "Never, Eric, Never." I slid out of his arms and stood on my own. The reality of everything hitting me. I looked down at my hand and seen a beautiful channel set diamond wedding band that matched my engagement ring. I looked at Eric's hand. Pam had picked out a plain platinum band.
"We are married... I'm Mrs. Northman." A big smile came across my face. Just because this wasn't how I planned it would happen, doesn't mean it wasn't what I wanted. I finally let myself be happy. I threw myself into his arms.
"We're married!!" I was so excited, I couldn't help it. He laughed and held my hands. "Maybe we should entertain our guests."
"Okay." I kissed him and headed back out into the bar. Everyone had started dancing and mingling. I heard tapping and then a smooth voice declared that it was time for our first dance. I realized it was Pam. She was enjoying every second of this. Everyone on the floor parted and Eric took my hand. We took the floor for our first dance. It was a beautiful piano and violin duet. There were no words to the song, but we didn't need any words. Eric twirled me around and lifted me in the air like he had in Rhodes. I couldn't help but smile. It was such a beautiful moment. I was afraid that I'd never have another one like it. The song ended too soon for my liking. Eric and I held hands and walked over to the bar. He ordered me a glass of champagne and himself a glass of blood. We toasted to ourselves and drank. The next couple of hours flew past me. There was a meal served to the human and shifter guests. There was a wedding cake, a garter toss. All the trappings of a normal wedding. But I was married to a viking/vamp. Before I knew it, we were saying goodbye to our guests. I noticed Bill slip out the door without saying a word to me. I was sad, but I refused to let it upset me.
Once the bar was empty Eric, Pam and I stood there staring at each other. Pam was moving around nervously then excused herself to start the clean up. Eric stopped her and notified her that he hired people to take care of that. He told her to take the limo and go have fun with the rest of the night. She looked relieved.
Eric turned to me and placed his hand against my cheek. "Oh, Sookie.." I started crying a bit. He brushed the stray tears from my eyes.
"I'm happy Eric, truly happy." I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close to me for a kiss. "How did you do it? How did you manage to make all this happen? You gave me my dream wedding."
"I have people who like me, and people who owe me. I cashed in quite a few favors I had been storing away."
"It was perfect." I rested my head against his chest. He reached up and plucked the veil out of my hair, sitting it on the table next to us. His hands made their way back to my hair and pulled out all the bobby pins that were holding my hair in place. With one final tug all my curls tumbled down my shoulders and back.
"Much better, I like your hair loose." I reached up and played with his braids, tugging his hair out of them. "I like yours loose too." I couldn't hold in the giggle that was coming, apparently neither could he. We were in a fit of laughter.
"Come my bride, tonight we go home and consummate our marriage. Tomorrow, we honeymoon."
"Really, a real honeymoon?"
"An honest to goodness honeymoon. I promise it won't disappoint."
He picked me up, grabbing my veil in his hands. He shut out the lights to the bar and carried me out to his car. He gasped when he seen the job Pam did decorating it. After the initial shock of the streamers and writing, and after me convincing him that the markers would come off, he finally seen the humor in it. He slid me into his passenger seat and drove me home.
When we got to his house and went in the door there were gifts piled everywhere.
"How did they get here?"
"I had Pam place the gifts in the back room, then had her bring them here before she went out for the night."
I had never seen so many presents in my life.
"These are all for us?"
"Yes, but there is another present I'd like to unwrap." He gave me a delicious grin. I sat my bouquet down on the kitchen table then made a dash for the upstairs bedroom. I almost beat him.
"My love, I suppose you had enough to drink." He motioned to his wrist. I just smiled and pushed him back on the bed. But he wasn't one to be pushed around. He stood up and before I could blink he was behind me. He pushed my hair away from my back and kissed down my spine. He gently slid my zipper down and took my dress off me. He was kind enough to make sure it made it to it's garment bag before turning back to me. When he seen me in the underwear he had picked out he whimpered a bit.
"Mrs. Northman, you torture me." He grinned and slid his hands around my back. In one quick motion my bra was on the floor. I reached up and slid his jacket off, then his tie and his shirt. I leaned into him and pressed my breasts up against his chest, tilting my head up and claiming the hottest kiss I had ever received. His normally cool lips were like fire. I moaned into his mouth and backed up to the bed. I sat down and started pulling on his belt and trying to get his pants off of him. He finally had mercy on me and reached down to slide off his belt and drop his pants. I almost laughed when I'd seen he went commando. Typical Eric behavior. But instead of laugh I reached my hands around and grabbed his butt, pulling him closer to my mouth. Before he had time to blink he was buried in my mouth. I felt his surprise through the bond. He reached down and held onto handfuls of my hair. I was moving tortuously slow, occasionally biting a bit. He seemed to like it when I bit him, so I pulled my head back and gently nipped at the head. He let out a low growl and before I could slide my lips back down I was being tossed onto the bed.
He kissed and nibbled my neck a little, running his fangs over me. I arched my back and moan loudly. He slid his talented mouth down my stomach and between my legs. He tore the thongs off me. Then he hovered over my mound with his mouth, but his finger was already sliding up and down. I could barely breath.
"Eric, oh Eric.. don't tease me." He looked up to make sure I was watching him, then plunged his mouth onto my mound. It felt like his tongue was everywhere. I gripped his bed sheets and thrashed around. I reached on hand down and grabbed the back of his head, pushing him deeper into me. Thankfully he didn't need to breath or I would have suffocated him. I felt my climax building and knew Eric would turn and bite me. But to my surprise he didn't. I climaxed, loudly, and he kept at me with his tongue. I was on cloud 9, forget that, cloud 90. I thought I was seeing stars. He crawled back up to me and pressed his lips to mine. I could taste myself on him, I slid my tongue in his mouth and licked his fangs. He pulled back and positioned himself between my hips. There was nothing gentle about the way he pushed in. It was like an animal. He grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders, then leaned back towards me, completely stretching me out. Lucky for him I was flexible. He was pushing in fast, but that didn't stop him from pulling all the way out before slamming back into me. I felt my second climax coming. I looked up into his eyes.
"I love you, my husband, my Eric."
"I love you too, my wife, my Sookie Northman."
He moved my legs off his shoulder and leaned down, sinking his fangs into my neck. With that we both climaxed. Once I had come down, Eric gently slid out from between my legs and bit his finger to heal me. I knew that I was in for a long night. After Eric was done tending to my soreness he climbed up beside me and wrapped his arms around me.
"Can you hear me?"
"Yes, can you hear me?"
"I think between the marriage, and the blood we shared during the ceremony, we are now one."
"Eric, this is bad. If anyone finds out..."
"Shh, Sookie, this is our little secret."
"Dawn will be here in 10 minutes. I won't have time to leave you a little note."
"It's okay."
"You should sleep for a while, then get a good breakfast. You will have a long day. Your going to have to go change your name, the marriage certificate is in an envelope on the table. You'll need that. Then maybe you can open some of the gifts and start setting up our home. When I wake up we will leave for our honeymoon. You should probably pack before I wake up too."
"You don't want to open the gifts too?"
"Save a few for me, but I know you'll enjoy opening everything and setting it up. You can surprise me."
"Okay, I love you Eric Northman."
"I love you too Sookie Northman."
I couldn't wipe the grin off my face. I gave him a kiss and snuggled up next to him. Then closed my eyes and slept like a vampire.
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There is some more coming guys. Next will be the honeymoon, and some major kick ass action when they get back. Sorry this chapter was so mushy. I couldn't help it. I truly am an Eric/Sookie fan and just want them to be happy! But don't worry, it isn't all mush.