I won't keep you waiting with a long A/N since I left you last time with a cliffy ...

These character's belong to Charlaine Harris.

Sookie's POV

"There's a baby in there?" Hunter questioned, his eyes wide and his voice filled with amazement, as he leaned down and gently placed his tiny hand on my stomach, "But Sookie ... you're not fat?"

I couldn't help but giggle, "Not yet, Sweetie, but I will be soon enough," then more seriously I explained, "The baby hasn't been there for very long. It's really tiny right now. When it gets bigger, I'll get bigger, but that won't be for another couple of months."

Thank God! I really wasn't scared of getting fat ... I was far from vain and it wasn't like I was skinny now ... I was about a nine/ten most days and on a good day an eight ... pretty average ... but, I was really glad I didn't have to worry about gaining weight for a while ... mostly, because I was seriously dreading having to shop for new clothes. I hated shopping!

Oh ... and also the thought that when I did start to show, everyone was going to want to touch me ... well, that made me want to gag. I knew exactly what I was in for once I started to show ... I wasn't an idiot. Nobody could resist a baby bump ... even I found myself groping Halleigh Bellefleur's a time or two, when she was pregnant. I swear, it's like they have some crazy magnetic pull that's impossible to withstand.

Hunter hadn't said anything. In fact, he just sat there staring wide-eyed at his hand that was still resting on my stomach. He seemed like he was okay, I thought, just a little amazed ... maybe a little shocked, but I still wanted to make sure.

"Hey, Sweetie," I said as I said as I mussed his hair with the tips of my fingers, "You okay ... with all of this?"

"Yeah, Little Man, are you cool with the fact that Sookie and I are going to have a baby?" Eric asked as he rubbed his hand along Hunter's back.

Hunter sat up tall on Eric's lap and nodded smiling, in response to both of our questions, but then he slid off Eric's lap and sulked away to the other side of the room. Eric and I watched him for a few minutes as he played quietly in the corner with his Legos, which seemed normal, but I could tell it wasn't normal ... he was being way too quiet.

"Sweetie, what's the matter?" I asked concerned. "You're too quiet over there, Hunter. Tell Eric and me what's bothering you," I pleaded.

"Come back over here ... and talk to us, Little Man," Eric added.

Hunter reluctantly stood up and walked over to us. Eric scooped him back up onto his lap and questioned, "What is it? You can tell Sookie and me anything."

Looking at both of us with his huge brown eyes, but finally settling on Eric, he asked, "If you and Sookie have your own baby, will you still take care of me?"

He completely and totally broke my heart. This had the potential to be the moment I'd feared ... the moment when Hunter realized he and the baby were different because of blood. I desperately wanted him to understand that ours or not, we loved him and even though he was my cousin by blood, in my heart he'd grown to be my little boy ... my son, and I was positive that Eric felt the same.

"Of course, Hunter. Sookie and I both love you. You're an important part of this family that we've created and you always will be, Little Man," Eric assured smiling, and then added, "In fact, we'll need you to help us with the baby. The baby will need someone ... someone like a big brother ... to look out for it once it's born ... and I think you'd be really good at that."

Hunter hung his head and quietly said, "But I won't really be the baby's brother."

"Hunter, Sweetie," I said smiling as I lightly cupped my hand under his chin, giving him no choice but to look at me and hopefully listen, "I'm your cousin, so you're right ... you won't really be the baby's brother, but honestly, that doesn't matter ...," I trailed off for a moment because honestly, that was all I'd come up with to say, but I realized I had to explain why it didn't matter and I had to do it fast.

I knew why it didn't matter, but I was having a really hard time putting it into words that an adult could follow, much less a six year old. I mean, how do you explain that being a sibling or a parent, for that matter, was really more of a state of mind or feeling than something dictated by actual blood and genes, especially to a kid that really isn't old enough to understand blood and genes anyway. Finally, I just stopped over-thinking it and spoke with my heart.

"You know, Hunter, since I've been taking care of you, you've become so much more to me than my little cousin. I really love you ... a whole lot ... even more than I did before. Really, to me, you've started to feel more like my son than my cousin. Now, I know I never gave birth to you," I said before I paused and added, "uh ... you weren't ever in my belly," just to make sure he understood what I meant, "and I know that I can never replace your mom ..., " I said as I felt tears forming in the corners of my eyes.

Trying to hold back the tears that were about to start leaking, I took a deep breath, smiled and continued, "I guess what I'm trying to tell you is that it doesn't matter that you're the baby's cousin. What matters is how you feel and if you feel like a big brother, then you're a big brother."

"So I can be the baby's big brother?" he asked timidly.

Eric answered smiling, "You sure can, Little Man."

The corners of Hunter's mouth turned up into a huge smile as he asked, "When does it get to come out of your belly, Sookie? I can't wait to be a big brother!"

Eric's POV

Our talk with Hunter had started off rocky, but ended up going very well. By the time Jason and Tara had arrived, he was so excited that I could tell he could hardly contain himself which, actually, made me feel both happy and relieved.

Sookie and I had been worried about how he'd take the news, so to see him excited about the fact that he was going to be a big brother really made my day and I know it did Sookie's, too.

In fact, he was so excited about it that Tara and Jason had barely gotten through the front door when he ran up to them and squealed, "There's a baby in Sookie's belly and Sookie and Eric say I get to be a big brother!"

The whole evening he went on and on about the baby in Sookie's belly and that he was going to be a big brother ... oh, and he did devote a little bit of time to telling Tara and Jason about his presents from Santa. He even managed to drag them outside during halftime to show them the swing set that Jason had already seen.

Even as he brushed his teeth and got into bed, he continued on about the baby.

"I can't wait to be a big brother," he said smiling.

"I'm glad you're excited," I laughed. "What story do you want me to read you tonight?"

I hoped it was his normal choice ... Green Eggs and Ham... because it was pretty short. I really loved our time at night when I read to him and I would never miss it for the world, but Sookie was cleaning up the kitchen and living room which wouldn't take more than fifteen, maybe twenty minutes tops, so I really wanted to get him to sleep.

Sookie and I had business from earlier which needed tending and I'd had a few beers which were going to put me to sleep soon, so I knew that time was of the essence.

Luckily, Hunter went with his norm and despite the fact that we'd let him take a long nap he fell asleep just before the last few pages, which was also just about the time I noticed Sookie in the hall, walking into the bedroom.

After seeing Sookie go into our room, I finished reading the last few pages to make sure Hunter was really asleep, and then I closed the book, turned off the lamp, and very gently and quietly, slid out of his bed then crept quietly across the hall to mine and Sookie's room, removing my shirt along the way.

I walked in and found Sookie, wearing nothing but a pair of cotton boy shorts. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, and just about to slip one of my t-shirts over her head.

"Hey," I said smirking which got her attention ... and also kept her mostly nude for a moment longer.

"Wow, that was quick. I can't believe you got him to sleep that fast after the long nap he took this afternoon," she said as she started to slide the shirt over her head.

"Well, it's been a busy few days for him and he spent a lot of energy being excited about the baby tonight," I said as I tossed my t-shirt in the basket in the corner of the room, then I added, "You know, I don't think you'll be needing that shirt you just put on."

"I won't, huh?" she taunted.

"No. You won't," I said firmly as I stalked toward her.

"And just why is that?" she asked batting her eyelashes at me all ... Fuck! I don't know ... it was like clueless meets seductress meets dominatrix all in one and damn … it nearly made my dick twitch out of my pants.

"Oh, I think you already know why," I said arrogantly as I stood in front of her, unbuttoned my jeans and let them fall to the floor.

If she didn't know the reason before, she sure as fuck knew now ... the reason was, at the moment, right in front of her face forming a very visible tent in my boxers.

Sookie's POV

Eric's erection was right in front of my face, and although, I'd been playing hard to get, it took every single bit of the strength within me to resist the urge to pull it out of his boxers and put it into my mouth. I never thought blow-jobs could ever be as enjoyable as they were with him. In fact, until him, I'd never found giving that sort of pleasure so ... well ... pleasurable.

Eric apparently had other plans as he placed his mouth against my ear and whispered, "You should really lose the shirt."

His warm breath against my ear sent shivers down my spine, but those shivers in no way compared to the ones that I experienced when he crashed his lips into mine. Those had been powerful and almost electrifying.

As his mouth met mine, his tongue immediately slid between my lips, which were already slightly parted and soon, we were sharing one of the most passionate kisses we'd ever shared. It was frantic ... and urgent ... and so full of need ... need for each other ... and it lit a fire inside of me that only Eric could extinguish.

Still kissing, his hands began roaming and my t-shirt ... well, it quickly went flying across the room along with my panties. I hadn't been completely innocent in the whole thing, though ... seeing as how my hands were not only roaming as we kissed, but stroking as well, and his boxers ... well, those had been the first of the three clothing items between us to go.

With every single kiss, lick, touch, stroke, and caress we shared, fuel was quickly being added to the fire that burnt inside me and it was now burning completely and totally out of control. I needed to feel him inside of me and if the sounds that were escaping his lips were any indication ... ragged breaths, moans, groans, and growls ... then he needed the exact same thing.

He had me so worked up that when he lifted my legs, resting them on his chest, and entered me all the way to the hilt, I allowed my body to take over completely and do what it wanted ... what it needed.

After a moment, he placed his hands around my ankles and spread my legs, holding them out like a V, allowing deeper entry and a new angle that hit just the perfect spot, every single time as he pounded himself in and out of me, harder and faster with every single thrust of his hips.

The new position allowed me more freedom of movement, and I took full advantage by arching into him and meeting each of his thrusts with my own. Within seconds, I was moaning incoherently and crying out his name, overcome with all the pleasure that he was so skillfully providing and was sent flying over the edge.

He was right after me crying out, "Oh ... Oh ... Oh fuck!" as I felt him swell as his seed spilled deep inside of my womb.

Six Days Later...

It was amazing how quick time flew when you were busy. Almost a week had passed since Christmas and it was now New Year's Eve. In that time I'd worked almost every day and when I hadn't been at work, Eric and I had been busy with Hunter, getting him moved in, and planning our dinner party which was coming up on Saturday.

"Hey, guys," I said as I hobbled into the living room.

I was exhausted and my feet hurt ... hell, my whole body hurt. Normally, I never worked more than five or six hours straight, but since more wait staff was needed tonight, I had to work an eight hour shift and eight hours on your feet sucked major ass, in my opinion.

"Hey Sookie!" Hunter shouted, looking up over the back of the couch at me. "Eric made a really good dinner!"

Eric laughed as I said, "That's good because I'm starving! How are my two favorite guys? What did y'all do all day?"

Eric quickly jumped up to his feet as he said, "We're fine, Baby, but you look tired." Before I even realized what he was doing, he was beside me linking his arm with mine and dragging me into the bedroom as he explained, "I ran you a bubble bath and once you're finished there, there's a plate of dinner for you in the microwave."

"Oh, Eric ... you didn't have to do all this," I said smiling.

Don't get me wrong, the bath was exactly what I needed, but the fact that he'd been so thoughtful as to run it, having it ready for me when I got home ... well, that was just too much. For about the millionth time over the past few weeks, I realized just how lucky I was to have him.

"Well, get undressed and get in. Relax for a while and when you're done, I'll heat up your dinner," he said smiling as he brushed his lips against mine, then breathed, "I really love you, Sookie."

"I love you too."

I soaked for over an hour, with no disturbances enjoying the fact that for the first time all day, I was able to relax. When I finished, I dried off, lotioned up, let my hair down, brushed it, and then went into the bedroom to put on some clothes.

There, I found that Eric had already laid out some clothes for me to wear ... my favorite comfies, my gray sweats, a tank top, and my very warm, very fuzzy, and very oversized fleece pullover.

I put them on, unable to wipe the smile from my face and unable to figure out what could possibly have gotten into Eric. He was always really sweet and thoughtful, as well as helpful, but even for him the bath and the clothes ... it just seemed like a bit much. I was sure that he had to be up to something, but what ... I had no clue.

Eric's POV

Hunter and I had had a really busy day, so it was no surprise that as we waited for Sookie to finish her bath, he'd fallen asleep. Our day had been so packed full of running errands and we'd started our day so early that I almost could have fallen asleep as well.

Although I was an early riser through the week, I loved to sleep in on my days off. That was one luxury I found I had to abandon once I started staying with Sookie and Hunter, which definitely sucked, but to me, being with them made it worth it.

Before Sookie even left for work, Hunter and I had left, headed to my house in Shreveport. I'd spoken to a real estate agent the day before and she wanted to stop by, take a look at the house this afternoon, and get the paperwork in order to get the house on the market.

Hunter was in the living room coloring, and I had been packing up the kitchen, when she arrived. I'd already packed and moved my bedroom and office, and also one of the bathrooms within the past few days and now I was on to the kitchen.

Sookie and I had been packing and moving slowly, a room at a time, so far, and actually, we still hadn't moved a single piece of furniture. For now, we were focusing on all the small stuff.

When I heard the knock at the door I headed into the living room and saw Hunter standing at the screen door talking to Marj, my realtor.

"Hey there," Marj said through the screen. "Is your Daddy home?"

"Yeah, he's in the kitchen," Hunter said. "Are you the lady that is selling his house?"

My mouth dropped and I swear if I'd have had my cell phone on me, I'd have called Sookie. Hunter had just referred to me as his dad. I was definitely doing a happy dance in my head after hearing that, but I didn't want to make a big deal of it in front of Hunter, for fear that maybe he wasn't ready for me to know he thought of me that way.

"Hey Marj. Come on in," I said, making my presence known, as I walked toward the door to let her in. "I see you've met Hunter."

"Yes, he's adorable. Cherish this time with him while he's this age because he won't stay this way for long. Believe me, mine are sixteen, nineteen, and twenty-four and it feels like just yesterday they were his age."

"I most certainly will, Marj and I thank you for the advice. My girlfriend and I have another on the way ... that's why I'm selling this place."

"Congratulations," she said smiling, then moved on to business, "From what I've seen, the landscaping is lovely and the gas fireplace will certainly be a plus. Why don't you show me around a little and then we'll talk about getting the property listed."

After looking the house over and signing a few papers my house was officially on the market and despite the state of the current market, Marj, seemed to think it would sell fairly quickly due to its location and amenities.

By the time she left, it was way past lunch, but Hunter had to eat, so I took him to Wendy's then we headed to the grocery store. Sookie had made me a list of items that we needed for our dinner on Saturday.

I was really excited for our dinner party because I hoped that in addition to announcing that Sookie was pregnant, that we'd also be announcing our engagement. I finally decided that tonight was the night and I wanted everything to be perfect and I really hoped she'd say yes.

To start, I wanted to have a bubble bath ready for her when she arrived home from work. I knew she was working a longer shift than usual and that she'd be tired, sore, and in need of some serious relaxation.

Next, I wanted to cook the perfect dinner. I figured there was no better way to say I love you and that I'd make an awesome husband, than with her favorite meal, so while Hunter and I were at the store, in addition to what we needed for Saturday, I bought everything I'd need to make meatloaf and mashed potatoes.

Once we finished our shopping, we made one more stop along the way at the pharmacy to pick up my new prescription then we headed home where I prepared dinner for the evening.

About an hour later, Hunter and I were sitting at the table eating when my cell phone rang. I looked at the Caller I.D. and saw that it was my parents. I'd called them the day after Christmas to see if there was any way they could make it here this weekend and they had yet to call me back.

"Hello," I answered.

"Eric, how have you been?" Mom asked.

"Good. How about you and Dad?"

"We're fine, but busy. You know how your father can be," she laughed.

"He never was good at resting ... was he?" I laughed.

"That's actually sort of why I'm calling, Eric. I really hoped that we could come in and meet your new girlfriend and her little boy, but we're about finalize a huge merger at the company and we really just can't get away, right now," she said solemnly.

It really shouldn't have been any surprise that they couldn't be there and it wasn't like they knew why they'd been invited, so it shouldn't have hurt that they couldn't make it, but it did. I was used to shit like this though ... it was normal ... they weren't even at mine and Pam's high school or college graduations.

"Eric, I'm sorry," she pleaded. "You're not saying anything and I can tell you are disappointed. If we could be there we would. You know that."

At that moment, she should be glad I was sitting beside of Hunter at the kitchen table with a plate of food in front of me. I had plenty of reasons not to tell her why I knew she was full of shit.

Holding back, I said, "It's fine, Mom. I just really hoped you and Dad could make it this time, but I understand. Work comes before family when you're a Northman," I added cringing at the thought of it.

"Now Eric, don't be that way," she chided.

"Mom, I just sat down to eat dinner, so thanks for calling and letting me know you can't make it," I said failing to hide my disappointment.

"Eric, I love you, Baby. You take care."

"I love you, too, Mom. Bye," I said as I ended the call.

Hunter and I finished dinner and then we waited for Sookie. Since she was scheduled to be off work at seven, at seven fifteen I snuck into our bathroom and ran a hot bubble bath, figuring she'd be home very soon.

I'd bought some special, girly bubble bath while at the pharmacy called Soothing Lavender. It certainly sounded like something a woman would like to soak in after a hard day's work to me so I figured, what the hell. And ... it did really smell nice.

I had barely just sat down when Sookie walked in. I quickly ushered her into her bathroom and started the first phase of my plan. Once I successfully had her soaking in the tub, I went back out to Hunter, who was definitely getting sleepy, but refused to go to bed without seeing Sookie.

An hour of cuddling on the couch passed and he was out like a light, Sookie or no Sookie. I picked him up as gently as I could and carried him into his bed. In the past when I'd carried him in, he'd always woken up, but tonight, he didn't budge.

I tucked him in and made sure that Killer was snuggled in with him, then I went back to the living room. Sookie still hadn't returned, so I took a few minutes to tend to the fire and then heated up her dinner figuring she couldn't be in there much longer.

Just as the timer on the microwave dinged, she walked in and asked, "What did you make? It smells delicious?"

"Well, it's ready, so I'll just show you," I said smirking, then turned around, opened the microwave, pulled out the plate and presented it in front of her seat at the table.

"Eric, I love meatloaf. Thank you," she laughed.

"Eat up ... and there's more if you're still hungry when you finish that. There's no more mashed potatoes, though. Hunter and I pretty much killed those," I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Where is he?" she questioned.

"Oh, he fell asleep. I actually had just put him to bed before heating up your dinner," I said, then added, "Looks like it's just me and you tonight."

By ten o'clock, we were settled onto the couch flipping between New Year's Eve With Carson Daily and Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve.

"So, I talked with my Mom today," I said reluctantly, but I had to say something.

The silence was killing me. I had completed phase one and phase two of my plan to propose to Sookie and there was only one phase left. The one where I actually asked her to marry me. Needless to say, I was nervous as hell.

"Are they coming?" she asked concerned, then added, "I know you told me not to count on meeting them any time soon."

"No. They aren't coming," I said, trying to hide my disappointment, "but Pam is," I added to brighten the mood and to get off the subject of my parents. "And a few people from school, as well. I'm still waiting on confirmation from a couple of old buddies from college."

"I'm sorry they aren't coming, but I'm glad Pam will be here for you," she said smiling, then wrapped her arms around me and snuggled against my side.

"I love you," I said, then kissed the top of her head.

That was when I remembered the whole scene from earlier with Hunter and Marj. Fuck! I couldn't believe I had forgotten about it.

"Oh my god, Sookie," I proclaimed out of nowhere, startling Sookie in the process.

"What?" she asked frantically.

I realized my excitement made it seem like there was a bug crawling on her or a booger hanging out of her nose or some shit, so I continued, "Nothing's wrong. Don't worry. It's just that today Marj stopped by to take a look at the house ... it's on the market now, by the way ... anyway, Hunter was in the living room and I was packing up the kitchen when she knocked on the door. So I walked into living room and overheard her asking Hunter if his Daddy was home and Hunter said yeah," I explained smiling from ear to ear.

It really had been the highlight of my day and it was a shame that it was hopefully going to be overshadowed by Sookie agreeing to marry me.

"That is awesome, Eric," she said tearing up with a smile on her face.

"I don't think he knows that I heard him and I'm not going to mention it. I think that's something he should open up about first and opening up to Marj is a little different than opening up to us," I said.

"I'm still happy for you," she said still tearing up.

"Don't you dare start crying, Sookie," I pleaded.

She took a deep breath and said, "I'm fine, now. I'm just happy for you. I'm glad you had a good day."

I was really hoping that my day was about to get a whole lot better as I asked, "How was your day?"

Midnight was approaching and Sookie and I were still curled up on the couch snuggling. I was really glad we'd decided to spend the evening together, at home. Having a quiet evening at home with her, was so much better than being out in a loud, unruly, and mostly drunk crowd.

Despite my happiness regarding our choice of venues, I was still nervous as hell. We had about forty-five seconds until the stroke of midnight and that was when the final phase was set to go down. I was going to ask Sookie to marry me and it was a plan in itself.

"Eric, I'm glad we stayed in tonight," she said smiling as we watched the crowd gathered at Times Square count down the seconds until 2010, in sync with the flashing numbers on the bottom corner of the television screen.

"Me too," I agreed smiling, then lightly brushed my lips against her temple.

"Five ... Four ... Three ... Two ... One ... Happy New Year!" the voices on the television shouted happily as Auld Lang Sine played and the camera panned to all the couples in the crowd kissing each other to ring in the New Year.

Just as the crowd erupted in Times Square ... and the kissing began, it was time. This was it. Fuck, I hope she says yes, I thought as I placed my hand on the back of her head, tilted her face up to mine and touched my lips to hers.

I kissed her gently and tenderly then pulled away, smiled, and said, "Happy New Year, Lover," hoping she couldn't sense how fucking nervous I was. "Did you make a New Year's resolution?"

I felt like the world's biggest goofball when I asked her about her resolution out of nowhere, but it was a part of the plan so I stuck to it.

She eyed me questioningly and asked, "A resolution? Why do you ask?"

Fuck me! She was supposed to be playing along. If she wouldn't answer my question there was no way this was going to work.

"Sookie, humor me, here. This is where you are supposed to answer my question," I laughed, but really I was begging ... I just didn't want her to know that.

"This is really important to you ... that I answer your question ... isn't it?" She asked shaking her head in confusion, then added, "I didn't make one. I never have kept the ones I've made in the past so I eventually just quit making them. Do you mind telling me why you were so adamant on knowing if I made a resolution?"

Her response was perfect. She was still throwing me a little off my game with all her questions, but that one ... I could work with.

"Well, I made one, so I just wondered if you did too," I said smiling.

She nodded, smiling, but still looked confused. I was positive she had no clue what was coming, but nothing was going to be coming if she didn't ask me what resolution I made.

I gave her my best puppy-dog eyes and stuck out my bottom lip, then begged, "Aren't you going to ask me what my resolution was?"

"Oh, that's rich," she laughed. "I have no clue where you're going with this, but I will indulge you for a few more minutes," she said giggling and shaking her head, then asked, "So tell me Eric, just what was your resolution?"

"Well, it's something that will only work with your help," I said cryptically, hoping that she would continue to play along and take it all in good fun.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head, then questioned, "It'll only work with my help? Quit playing games and tell me what it is. If you really want me to know what it is, Eric," she insisted, slightly snippily.

Here goes nothing, I thought. It was definitely time. If I played any longer, she was going to get pissed and I knew that wouldn't be good so I took a deep breath and just went for it.

"Sookie, you are an integral part of my resolution this year. Without you, it just won't be possible to achieve," I said as I slipped my hand into my pocket and at the same time, began to slide off of the couch, positioning myself on one knee in front of her.

As I fell to my knee I breathed, "Sookie, my resolution this year is to be the best husband I can be to you," so low that I almost couldn't hear myself.

I took both of her hands in my left hand then pulled my other hand out of my pocket extending it to her, holding my grandma's ring between my thumb and forefinger.

"Sookie, what do you say?" I asked smiling. "Will you marry me? Will you be my wife?"

Apparently, I'd had no reason to fear she'd reject me. Before the word wife had even left my mouth, Sookie had burst into tears and cried, "Yes ... absolutely yes," as she threw her arms around my neck holding me tight and kissing me.

After a few kisses, I pulled away. I took Sookie's hand and slid the ring onto her finger, then suggested, "Let's go to bed."

She nodded, so I stood, took her hand, helping her up off of the couch, and led her to the bedroom. We went to sleep, completely worn out from our celebration, several hours later.

I would like to thank Northwoman for betaing for me!

If you haven't already, I suggest you check out her story, Flesh and Bones. http:/www(dot)fanfiction(dot)net/s/6058772/1/Flesh_and_Bones. It's a Bones parody and was her entry in the Deadpan Contest and it's really great!

Oh, and as usual, I couldn't keep my hands off this chapter after she'd corrected it ... so any mistakes are mine!

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