Okay, so I barely made my Wednesday night deadline. Let me tell you, this chapter sucked, big time. It was the hardest chapter of anything I think I've ever written. I had a few things I needed to get in. As you'll see, some of them already happened in the first chapter so I had to make those as non-repetitive as possible. I went with short, sweet, and condensed in a Pam POV, so hopefully that worked! ***Oh yeah, the Pam POV is the surprise I mentioned at the end of the last chapter! I also had to make a few random things fit in as well. Needless to say, I had a lot of issues with flow in this chapter. I really hope it turned out okay. I learned that you can only delete what you've written so many times before you just have to settle on it and post it.

Remember, I'm posting a chapter a week from one of my three stories. Next Monday I'll post a teaser of One Year Later and the chapter will be up by Wednesday night!

These characters belong to Charlaine Harris.

Pam's POV

I was sitting at a diner a few blocks from Eric's, having a nice breakfast and a cup of coffee when I started laughing and couldn't stop. My mind had drifted to a funny thought and I couldn't contain myself. I nervously looked around to see if anyone had noticed my fit of laughter. Luckily, if anyone had noticed they weren't letting on. I always hated it when that happened and it always seemed to when you were either alone or with other people who weren't discussing anything that should be laughed at.

As I read the paper and drank my coffee I had suddenly remembered back to the fact that I had found Bryn, Eric's redhead, in his guestroom alone this morning. At the time, I couldn't help but wonder what happened there. Although it had really surprised me when Eric agreed to bring her home, as uninterested in women as he'd been for the past several years, by the time we got back to the house he'd turned on the Northman charm and was practically all over her and she sure wasn't saying no.

Once I woke her up she told me the whole sordid story filled with kissing, groping, oral sex, and puking. Really, what she had shared was way too much information about my brother, but it was also ammunition, so I didn't mind. He would certainly never live it down. I would personally see to that. I, of course, didn't let her know how funny I thought it was. I mean, for her it wasn't funny, but for my baby brother, well, let's just say it would be a source of entertainment for me for many years to come.

Thinking of the wild and crazy night we'd had brought my thoughts to other wild and crazy nights we shared. Eric and I were really close, being twins and all. So close, in fact, that when it was time for us both to go to college we both chose to go to LSU and to share an apartment.

Eric and I used to go out and pick up a different woman every night back then, but once we got our Bachelor's degrees our partying days were few and far between. I moved to New York to begin my career and he moved to New Orleans where he'd been hired to teach second grade.

At first, I visited him every chance I got and when I did, we always had a really wild time. I mean, he lived in "The Big Easy", but soon, he started work on his Master's degree and started dating "The Bitch". That was when everything really changed and our partying and picking up women days were officially over.

Thalia or "The Bitch", as l referred to her, was someone I hadn't thought about in a really long time. She did a real number on my brother. They were together for two years and let me tell you, it was to most miserable two years of my life. So miserable in fact that I don't even like to imagine what it was like for him. Actually, she's the very reason he became so damn reclusive and focused on his career. Not that I'm not proud of him for all he's achieved, but outside of work, Killer, and my visits, he has no life.

As I thought about "The Bitch", and all she put my brother through, I think I threw up in my mouth a little. I quickly went for my water and then ate my toast. I had to clear my palette after thinking about her. I wasn't going to let thoughts of her ruin my breakfast, but the thoughts of her kept coming.

He loved "The Bitch" more than anything and she was horrible to him; extremely controlling and verbally abusive. He called me at least twice a week for two years, whining about fights they'd had or asking for advice. I always wanted to just tell him to end it, but he was so in love and it was such a sensitive subject that I just couldn't go there.

To this day, I wish I'd have had the courage to have gone there. I don't know if he'd have listened to me, hell, he'd have probably just gotten pissed, but there was always a slim chance that maybe things would have happened differently. If I'd have had the courage to go there, my twin brother possibly would have been spared pain that no human being should ever have to experience.

After the breakup things were really bad. The only thing Eric ever did was eat and sleep. It had happened in the summer when school wasn't in session so he didn't have work to keep him going. For over a month he barely left his house. It finally took an extended visit from me to get him back into the world of the living.

I'll never forget the night I arrived. I walked into his house and found him on the couch. His hair was practically in dreadlocks it had been so long since he'd washed or brushed it, he stunk, he was wearing a ratty old t-shirt and boxers that looked like he had been wearing them for at least a week, and his house was littered with dirty cups and plates, old pizza boxes, and Chinese take-out containers.

All any of us, friends and family, knew at that point was that he and Thalia had broken up and that he seemed a bit depressed. None of us really knew how depressed he was or why they had broken up. We'd all just assumed that it was because she was a bitch, which I guess in the end was what it boiled down to, but it was so much more than that.

I walked straight over to the couch and took a seat beside of him; right on top of a pile of dirty socks and underwear. I didn't care what I was sitting on at that moment. All I cared about was my baby brother. It killed me to see him like that.

He looked over at me and I could tell he was about to start crying. I'd never seen him in such a state before and even though I knew that she had treated him horribly and in a way that could permanently damage him, I knew that a normal breakup would not have left him so fucked up. I mean, it had been a month. He'd have been over a normal breakup or at least well on his way in that amount of time.

"What is it, Eric?" I asked. "What did she do to you?"

That was when his tears began to fall. I pulled him into my arms and rubbed his back. I didn't know what she'd done, but if I ran in to her I'd certainly make sure she paid dearly for whatever it was.

For almost an hour he cried with his head on my shoulder. Finally, he said, "Pam, she killed our baby."

That got my attention. "Eric, what do you mean? What happened?"

"She found out she was pregnant. She got an abortion and then instead of keeping it to herself she told me about it. Why'd she have to tell me, Pam? It's bad enough she did it, but why'd she have to tell me?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I knew she was a bitch, but if I understood what he was telling me then she was so much worse than I even thought possible. I grabbed his shoulders and looked him in the eye. I had to make sure I understood what he was telling me because I was about to go find that bitch and fuck her up.

"Wait, Eric, you mean she didn't tell you about any of it until it was all said and done?" I asked as calmly as I could. "Like you didn't even know she was pregnant?"

I could feel my blood beginning to boil as he said, "That is exactly what I mean and it wasn't even like she felt bad and was coming clean about it when she told me. It was casual. So fucking casual!"

Now he was getting pissed. He was still crying like a little baby, but he was waving his arms, pulling at his hair, and clenching his fists. "Pam, she called me and apologized for not returning my call sooner and then told me that she would have, but she was too busy having an abortion. She fucking said it no different than she would have if she had told me she was getting her hair done."

"That fucking bitch!" I shouted, as I stood up and went for my rental car keys that were on the table by the door.

He knew what I was planning as soon as I had my hands on the keys and begged, "Pam, please don't do this. It's over now. It can't be changed."

That pissed me off even more because if it was so over, as he put it, why the fuck had he been moping around his house in a total manic state for a month? "It's over; it's fucking over, Eric! You are fucking crazier than I thought if you think it's fucking over! Look at yourself! If it was over would you still be a mess right now? I don't know what's worse, you or this house!" I shouted as I picked up a dirty pair of shorts off the table and threw them at him.

"I can't help it, Pam," he said solemnly. "Our baby...I didn't even know she didn't ever want kids."

Just like that, the rage left me and I was back to being heartbroken for my brother. I hugged him again and said, "Eric, it's horrible what she did and you, of all people... didn't deserve it, but you have got to get it together." I stepped out of the hug and put my hands on his shoulders. "I know that it's going to hurt for a long time, but you are still here and one day you are going to meet the perfect girl and she's going to be more than happy to have your babies. I promise you that. You're a great guy and any girl would be lucky to have you."

I was brought out of my recollection when the waitress, who was holding out a pot of coffee asked, "Ready for a warm-up?"

Coffee; no, but if your offering to warm me up then absofuckinglutely! Damn that waitress was cute. "Actually, I think I'll just take the check," I said smiling.

While I waited for the check, I continued flipping through the papers entertainment section where there was a listing of the Halloween activities in the area. The waitress got back with the check as I looked down the long list. I was just about to hand her a twenty when she said, "You looking for something to do tonight?"

"Yeah, I am," I said as I handed her a twenty. Hopefully she'll join me, I thought.

"Well, it's kind of a haul from Shreveport, but my friend owns a bar, called Merlotte's, in Bon Temps." She was reading over my shoulder as she spoke. She pointed to the listing and said, "There it is. Anyway, I told him I'd spread the word. His holiday parties are always a good time. I'd be there myself, but my husband...." Damn, she's married. "...And I promised my sister-in-law that we'd take her little boy trick-or-treating and watch him tonight."

"Thanks," I said smiling. "Keep the change…," I said as I squinted to read the tiny letters on her nametag, "…Tara."

She smiled and said, "Thanks. I hope you have a good time tonight."

And that is how my brother and I ended up at Merlotte's that night.

****

The moment I had seen Sookie and my baby brother eye-fucking each other, I knew they were meant to be. She was totally his type and the skimpy schoolgirl costume certainly didn't hurt. Hell, if my brother didn't want her, I'd certainly like to have a try.

He tried to tell me that there was nothing between them and that she was "nobody", but I knew that he didn't look at "nobody" the way he looked at her. I saw something; something in his eyes that I hadn't seen in a really long time and it wasn't just lust. It was like there was a smile in his eyes when he looked at her.

Although he made me promise to stay out of it, I couldn't. I knew he had his reasons, but in my opinion, his reasons were bullshit. I had told him once that one day he'd meet the perfect girl. The girl that would want to have his babies and damn it, I was convinced the moment I saw Sookie that she was that girl.

When the bar closed and neither Sookie or my brother were anywhere to be found I finally drove his car back to Shreveport. I can't say I wasn't concerned. Neither of them had any business being behind the wheel of a car. I'd stopped drinking hours ago, figuring that I would end up driving us home, but I had continued to feed them liquor up until the moment I realized they were gone.

Over the course of the evening, I had set a plan into motion. The plan revolved around getting Sookie and my brother together, but unfortunately I had neglected finding someone for myself. That left me alone at a table watching Sookie and my brother practically fucking on the dance floor. I decided I needed a break from watching them and went to the restroom. They looked like they'd be fine without me. Little did I know when I got back they'd be gone.

I panicked a little when I realized they were gone because they'd both had way too much to drink and more selfishly, until I realized that the car wasn't gone, I was afraid that I was stuck in a red-neck, backwoods town and I didn't know anyone. I had no clue how I was going to get home. This was not New York and I couldn't just hail a cab.

Once I'd calmed down I checked outside. The car was still there, so I strategically sat at the bar at the end near the restrooms. I figured one of them would have to get thirsty or have to pee at some point.

That point never came. The whole ride home I was worried. The thought of either of them driving terrified me, but I decided to put the thoughts out of my head for the time being. I mean, I didn't even know for sure if Sookie had a car there or not. They could have gotten a ride with someone and on the bright side, my plan had apparently worked.

When I got back to Eric's house I had hoped he'd be there, but I was greeted by a very lonely Killer, that was very loud and very excited and very much wanted to pee. I took him outside to do his business and then I tried to call Eric one more time. I'd tried to call him several times throughout the night, but his phone was going straight to voicemail. Finally, I turned in for the night.

****

At the ass-crack of dawn I was jarred awake by the sound of a car door and Killer going crazy. I was pissed. I had just gotten to sleep. I'd spent the entire three hours I'd been in bed tossing and turning, worrying about my brother.

I didn't hear anything after the car door, but Killer was still barking. Finally, after a few minutes of shouting at him to no avail, I got up and looked out the window to see a car sitting in front of the house and it looked like Sookie in it. She was just sitting there with her head on the steering wheel.

Next, I noticed my brother was standing at the front door, but instead of coming in he was just standing there with his head against the door. I was happy that they were both safe, but neither one of them looked happy. Maybe my plan didn't work as well as I thought it had.

Eric's POV

Getting out of Sookie's car was hard. It had been the most uncomfortable ride of my life and the sad part was, it didn't have to be that way. We both had our reasons for rejecting what was happening between us, but were our reasons really valid?

Quickly, casting my doubts aside, I stepped out of the car and said, "Goodbye Sookie," as I turned and walked towards my door. The closer I got the more I wanted to turn around. I felt like I was making a huge mistake, but I kept walking forward.

I got to my front door I couldn't open it. I put my hand on the doorknob but couldn't bring myself to turn it. Instead I hit my head of the hard wood of the door and stood there. Was it really that big of a deal that I was her kids principal? He was a good kid. It wasn't like he ever got sent to my office and if he did I'd just have to keep it professional. Would it really be that big of a problem? Pam certainly didn't seem to think so.

It was time for me to make a decision. I could either walk into my house or I could turn around and go to her. I felt desperate and unsure of what the future would hold. It could be the best thing that ever happened to us. But then again what if it wasn't?

Sookie's POV

When Eric got out of my car I couldn't stand it. I knew that the last thing I needed was relationship. Hunter needed a lot of attention and, well, Eric had his own reasons for why we shouldn't be together, but I desperately wanted him to stay.

When he got out of the car and told me goodbye, it felt so final. I hardly knew him, but for some reason I felt like I was losing someone that was very close to me and I just couldn't drive away. Did I have time for Hunter and man in my life and was the fact that Hunter's principal was the man I wanted really that big of a deal?

I looked at my hands briefly before I laid my head down and closed my eyes. I was going to cry if I didn't get myself under control. I had to get it together and either go to him or drive away. It was as simple as that. I felt desperate. I felt unsure of what the future would hold. It could be the best thing that ever happened to us. But then again what if it wasn't?

Pam's POV

I watched as my brother quickly turned around and began running down the path to the street where Sookie was parked. Then I noticed Sookie was running towards him. They met halfway and threw their arms around each other and kissed. I swear, it was just like something out of a romance novel or movie; complete with a lift and spin.

I continued to watch as he broke the kiss and looked at her. I could see his lips move, but I was unsure what he'd said. They came towards the house so I quickly ran to my room. I'm not sure why, but I wanted to play the good sister for just a bit longer and give them the privacy they obviously needed.

Okay, so I know I told a lot of you that this chapter would go past the events of the first chapter. I know it didn't go very far past them, but it did go past them . We are officially past Halloween! Also, as I said before the chapter, it's not the greatest. Basically it's filler to get us past Halloween with a few important things thrown in. Well, since I'm totally bashing it I might as well mention it's very short too! Okay, I'll stop now!

Sorry I left you with a cliffy! Don't hate me.

So what do you think Eric said and will there be lemons in the next chapter? Leave me a review and tell me what you think!