A/N: This is probably wildly OOC but it's for the sake of the story. Man, I wish I had named this something better but it was supposed to be just a oneshot. Oh well. I'm working on the next chapter now and it should be up in a couple of days. Enjoy! Oh, and if you like it, could you maybe review? It's okay if you just read it though, I really appreciate it.

When Sookie walks into Fangtasia the next night, it's obvious something is up. All of the employees are running around with wide eyes and their thoughts are racing wildly.

She hears yelling as she heads back to Eric's office and almost collides with a leather-clad waitress as she flees the room. A glass paperweight hits the door and shatters and Sookie flinches. This can't be good.

Eric is sitting at his desk with his head in his hands and he is clutching his hair so hard Sookie is amazed that he doesn't have an enormous bald spot.

"Eric," she says, more than a little frightened. "What's wrong?" He makes a choked sound and a wave of anguish hits her through the bond so hard she nearly falls over.

"Pam is gone," he answers quietly, gripping his hair a little harder. A few flaxen strands fall to his desk and Sookie crosses the room to his side. She gently untangles his hands from his hair and forces him to look at her. His eyes are rimmed red.

"What do you mean Pam's gone? Did someone take her? Shouldn't we be out looking for her?"

Eric shoots up from his seat and throws another paperweight at the wall. "She left. On her own."

Sookie's confused, and doesn't quite understand why Eric is so upset. "Well, hasn't she left before? I'm sure she'll be back."

Eric resumes clutching his hair. "Yes, she has left before. But never like this, without warning. I just don't understand. She left a note, a fucking inote/i." He spits out the last word and then lets out a stream of Swedish that is certain to be ninety percent obscenities.

Sookie sees it, a piece of pink paper, crumpled up on the desk. She smoothes it out and squints to read the smudged, flowery script.

Eric,

I am leaving of my own accord. No one has taken me and I am not in any danger.

I seem to have grown bored of my life here, especially since I seem to be a glorified bodyguard as of late. You are becoming more and more vulnerable and I'll be damned if I am killed because of your weakness for a human.

Goodbye for now.

Pam

"I wish I knew her motivation. How can I not know?" He's pacing now.

At first Sookie is hurt; she thought Pam liked her, that they were buds! She mulls it over for a moment or two, and suddenly, it all makes sense to her. "She was jealous," she whispers. Eric looks at her sharply.

"Well yes. She does want you, I've felt that from her. It's not uncommon for her to lust after my lovers."

"No. Not jealous of you. Of me," she tells him, shaking her head sadly.

Eric furrows his brow. "That's not right."

"Eric, think about it. Pam loves you more than she loves herself. Well, that might be a stretch, but you're pretty far up on her list. And now I'm taking you away from her."

Eric is silent for a moment and then he howls, a guttural, terrifying sound. Sookie inches backwards a little in fear. She has never seen Eric like this before.

"How can I not have known? I should have felt something!"

"Oh Eric," she says soothingly. "Don't blame yourself."

"I'm her maker!" he screams. "I should know her better than anyone!"

"It-it'll be okay. This will blow over soon and Pam will come back," Sookie says wide-eyed, trying to assure herself more than him. She is so overcome with guilt that she can hardly stand it. This is all her fault.

"That's the thing. I don't think she will come back. I will have to find her. Yes, that's what I will do! I'll find her!" he has a small smile on his face and Sookie can practically see the wheels turning in his head.

"Lover, could you excuse me for a while? I have calls to make." He reaches for the phone but Sookie puts a hand on his arm, stilling him.

"Sweetheart, I think you should give her some time. Let her clear her head." He starts to say something but Sookie continues, "I'm not saying you should wait forever, just a few weeks. Then you can use as much manpower as you want to find her."

Eric slumps back into his chair, defeated. "I suppose that would be alright. She would probably kick my ass if I came after her this soon." He lets out a wry chuckle. Sookie presses a soft kiss to his forehead and then backs out of the room slowly, leaving him alone to grieve.

I know he could just call to her and command she come back, but that'd be too easy ;D