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

This is the last chapter of this story. The sequel is coming, I promise. When I post it I'll update this story to let everyone know. I'm sorry this chapter is so short. But I wanted to start writing the sequel!

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I was driving down the road from Bon Temps to Shreveport. It was a little after 6pm. Eric would be up soon, I knew I was running late. I smiled anyway and turned the radio up. I loved driving the Porsche. It had been almost three months since the incident at Fangtasia. Steve Newlin had been found guilty of multiple counts of murder. I was racing home, driving like Eric. Tonight was his sentencing. It was going to be aired live at 7:30pm.

Since Newlin had been arrested the FotS had pretty much fallen apart. Sure there had been a few small attacks, but nothing that even the youngest vamp couldn't handle. Our lives had been pretty calm.

The night that Eric held Pam and I in bed had been the worst night of my life. I hadn't lost anyone that I loved, but the stress had been too much. I sunk into a depression for a week or so. It took a lot of effort to pull me out of it. Pam and Amelia had a falling out and so Pam was back to living in Eric's house. I really didn't mind it at all. We had a routine. I started working the noon to 5pm shift (though tonight was a rare late night) at Merlotte's. I would go home, make myself dinner and heat up their dinner. We'd eat (or drink) our dinner then often went to Fangtasia. If we weren't there, Pam and I would spend time being girls. I found that Pam was becoming my dearest friend. She liked painting my nails so I let her do them every night. Although, I always got lectured about the shape of my nails. I bit them when I was nervous and it drove her nuts. Eric and I would go on dates once or twice a week. Sometimes it was just a simple dinner, sometimes it was something over the top and extravagant. The sex couldn't be better. One night, after Eric and I had made a quick phone call, we had sex for almost two days straight. Stopping only so Eric could sleep and I could go to work. Other than the earth shattering sex, our lives had been pretty uneventful. Eric put me on Fangtasia's payroll so I'd have health insurance. I was glad, because I really needed it.

I turned into Eric's driveway and snapped myself back to reality. I practically ran into the house. Eric and Pam were already awake and had the t.v. on. Something smelled wonderful.

"What's that lovely smell?" Eric flashed me a big grin and came to give me a kiss.

"I knew you'd be running a bit late, so I made dinner for you." He looked so proud of himself. Eric was becoming quite the cook. Of course he always had Pam on standby, just in case. He slipped my coat off of me and hung it on the coat rack by the door. I took the time to look over at the table. He had made my favorite, chicken marsala. He knew me so well. I grabbed the plate, a glass of water, and my utensils and made my way to the living room. I curled up at the end of the sofa and put my plate on my lap.

"How was work?" Pam loved listening to me talk about all the silly humans and their thoughts. She found it to be an endless source of amusement. I ate, and told her about my day. Our eyes were glued to the t.v. When I was done eating I went to get up to wash my plate. Eric would have no such thing, he grabbed it from me and went to take care of it himself. He had been so attentive lately, it was sweet. Eric came back in, picking me up and sliding under me so I could sit on his lap. We sat there, counting the minutes until the Steve Newlin sentencing. Before I even realized it, it was 7:30pm. We sat there in silence watching the proceedings. I was chewing my nails again, and Pam would periodically reach over and gently slap my hand away from my mouth.

I held my breath when the judge started to read the sentence. Eric's hand gripped mine tightly and Pam had her hands clasped in front of her.

Life without the possibility of parole.

When the judge read the sentence I let out a huge breath and turned to hug Eric. Pam was jumping up and down beside me. It was a landmark case, the first time anyone had been sentenced to life for killing a vampire. Eric stood up and spun me around in a circle.

He finally put me down and I went over to hug Pam. It was such a beautiful moment. Finally realizing that all that mattered to me was safe. Everyone seemed relieved.

"On to Fangtasia?" Eric knew tonight would be a big night for the vamp population.

"Definitely." I was excited to go. I ran upstairs and changed out of my Merlotte's clothes and into a soft white skirt and a pink long sleeved sweater. When I got down stairs Eric was looking up at me, concerned.

"Are you sure you're okay to go to Fangtasia?"

"Of course, I'm fine. I'm not tired at all."

"If your sure."

"I am." I pulled him close for a kiss. He ran his hands down my sides and over my stomach.

"Okay, lets go."

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We took my SUV that way we could all go together. When we got to Fangtasia it was packed. Pam ran off into the crowd, determined to have a good time tonight. Eric escorted me to a booth way in the back. I had barely sat down when a waitress came over with a blood for Eric. She looked unsure about what I wanted. I could hear her thinking that she should know the bosses wife's drink preference.

"Ginger ale." I smiled at her and gave her a wink, the poor thing looked scared to death. She must be new. I stood up to slip my jacket off, Eric was behind me tugging it down over my arms, when another face appeared next to us.

"Sookie." Bill said, glancing me over. "You're positively glowing. Must be the vampire blood in you."

"Thanks Bill." I smiled and decided to take the high road.

"I just wanted to let Eric know that I'm going to be away for a while. Alaska has had a boom in the vampire population, and I'd like to make sure I get everyone in the database."

Eric didn't say anything. He just nodded to Bill in acceptance. Without another word Bill walked away.

"Well, that was uncomfortable." I laughed, glancing up to look at Eric I realized he was laughing too.

We spent hours at Fangtasia. We danced to all the slow songs, Eric's arms wrapped around me, his eyes never leaving mine. When it was about closing time, Pam came to find us. She told us to head home, and that she would take care of closing and getting herself home. I had a feeling she met someone. Eric decided that I looked tired, and that taking me home was a good idea.

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The ride home had been pretty quick. Eric carried me into the house, as usual. He didn't like me being on my feet too long, especially after working a shift at Merlotte's. When we got into the house and up to our bedroom I stripped down. I pulled my hair away from my face and slid on a nightgown. Eric was already in bed by the time I was done brushing my teeth, taking my vitamins, and tending to my 'human needs'. He held the covers open for me and I slid under. His hands pushed my nightgown up. He slid his head down and kissed my stomach softly.

"You're beautiful. Bill was right, you are glowing."

I ran my hand over the back of his head. His hands were gently rubbing my stomach, he was planting tiny butterfly kisses all over my growing baby bump.

"I love you both." He whispered into my stomach.

"We love you too." I whispered back before falling asleep.

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That was the end of this story. I had a debate with myself over whether or not to continue, or to split it up. Sooo... be on the look out for the sequel. The first chapter should be up tonight or tomorrow. I wouldn't leave you guys hanging. So much fun to be had with Eric and a baby!