Glad you liked the last chapter. I cut it short because I felt it was moving a little quickly! I needed this whole chapter for all my wonderful reunions and what not! Thank you to my wonderful reviewers! You know I love hearing from you.

Chapter 38:

"I wish you hadn't run off the way you did Olive's. But I can hardly blame you." She sighed, watching me from the corner of her eyes. It was dark out and the only thing that lit the sitting room around us was the flickering fire. "But I left you just as much as you left me I suppose.."

"No. Even if I had climbed into that car with you it would have ended the same way Sookie. It wasn't anything you did, you didn't drive me off." I soothed, waiting to hear more. The apprehension in her voice told me it was worse then even I could imagine. I had certainly had many days to imagine..

"Godric left. He said it was his fault that you ran away.. He said what he had done to you cut to deep." She shook a bit as she spoke of Godric, "I asked him not to go but I could not force him to stay here with me. He left a week after."

"He only did what he thought he had to. I understand that now. The way he and Eric lived for so long.. He was seeking redemption for himself and his son.." I just happened to fall into that.

"I told him about you before you left. He said he was not surprised in the least. He said you spread love and happiness around as if it were infectious. As if you did not even mean to.." There was questions hidden behind her thoughts but I waited until she was done to speak further, "He said you could do anything if you wanted to. You could snatch the sea and place it in a fish bowl if you had a mind to do it." I could tell the words were not Sookie's. My friend didn't speak that way having been brought up in a very southern, god fearing family. She even clasped her hand tightly into a fist upon speaking of fish and water. But it fell as her voice did. "I miss him Olive."

"He will come back." I assured her. He had to, how else would I apologize to him? "But I think he knows I could not do those things. If I could move an ocean then why could I not save my family?" I shook my head, "He puts to much faith in me I fear."

"Does he?" She asked, pulling away from me, her eyes questioning me, "Oliver you don't understand. Eric, Bill all the others.. They are dead! Dead!

"You think I don't know that!" I snapped back quickly. I hated being reminded that the man I loved was dead.

"But here you are. Twins Oliver." Her voice was a bit shrieky but I understood now. "You gave Godric life, you gave Eric daylight.. Now here you sit, pregnant with a vampire's child. Or children.. Whatever, you know what I am tryin to say!"

"I get it." I muttered, looking towards the fire.

"I hope you do. You are special Oliver. Something different." What was her point? So I was different. I had never asked to be this way! I wished I knew who I was and why I was in those woods on that day. Any other day and I would most likely have died from exposure. Eric saved me, took me in. He was my family. Then BAM! I was lost again, just as I had been before. Lost and alone, even in the one place I was told I belonged.

"What of Eric?" I asked her, not really wanting to hear the bad that I knew she was holding in.

"What is there to say?" She scoffed, "He was here almost every night for two months looking for you. He was so sure you would come back, if he just waited long enough. As far as I know he is still running Fangtasia along side Pam. I don't see him any more."

"Does he know?" I had to ask. I had been haunted by her words since I ran off.

"Did I tell him? No. I was so sure I would but in the end I realized something. It wasn't my place." She shrugged. "He was broken enough Oliver."

"I am awful." I dropped my head between my knees. "What could I do Sook? It isn't so safe in these parts. What of my children? I knock on death's door at least once a week, sometimes more."

"If it had been me who is to say I wouldn't have done the same?" I felt her hand slid up my back as she tried to calm me, "You did what you had to. But you are back now, yes?" She asked me, raising her eyes to mine.

"If you and everyone else will take me back, then yes." I nodded, allowing myself to be pulled back towards my friend. It was silly really. Only a while ago we were in the opposite position. Here she was helping me when I was meant to help her. She was truly family to me. "I am afraid Pam over heard my conversation with my Doctor, the night we dealt with Russell."

"Well if she did, she never said anything to him. Not as far as I know." She stroked my hair.

"She hates me you know.." I was a threat to her for some reason. "I figured she would use it against me. Tell him I betrayed him or something."

"Well you didn't." She shrugged. As if it were that simple.

"No. But he trusts her. I am so afraid of what is going to happen next.."

"First things first." She said, handing me a tissue. "We will call Bill and tell him you are home. Hopefully he can head to Fangtasia with you, I am sure he would help you." Bill Compton? We had left off on the strangest terms.

"Bill and I are friends now, I think it is better that way.."

"Are you alone here Sookie?" I asked her, curious as to whether she moved on or not.

"No. But for tonight we are. Alcide and I have been seeing each other for a while now. I am happy.." But happy came out with sadness. I had always thought her and Godric would have ended up together. But I had clearly ruined that for her. "Get up stairs now and get some rest. I am sure the journey tired you out! Look at you!" She said, smiling softly to me.

"She is upstairs. But I do not think it is a good time to charge in here.." I heard whispers from downstairs as I blinked rapidly. "I will make sure you see her Eric but this isn't the time, she is exhausted. Please." My body froze upon hearing his name. How did he know I was back? It had been barely four hours yet.

"You will let me in! Sookie I need to speak with her." He pleaded in what I assumed was the door way.

"She is sleeping. Go home you stubborn silly vampire. I will send her to Fangtasia tomorrow night!" She repeated, attempting to shut the door on him.

"OLIIVI?" He yelled up into the house. "OLIIVI? I know you are here!"

"Get out! NOW!" Sookie yelled right back at him, swiftly slamming the white oak door roughly on it's hinges. But not as loudly as the growl I head emanate from beyond it. It had been loud enough to reach me at the top of the stairs where I lingered.

"He woke you. Fucking vampire. I told him not to do that!" She cursed, shocking even me. "Excuse my language. But he doesn't listen!" She huffed, climbing towards me.

"No, it's fine. I am sorry for not coming down stairs. I just heard his voice and I- I froze." I whispered. I froze and was unable to go to him as I should have. I owed him that much, didn't I?

"Understandable, I would have done the same thing." She lied, trying to make me feel better.

"What am I going to tell him?" I shrunk down onto the top stair and sighed loudly. "Hey I am back, Oh by the way I am pregnant with twins. They are our twins, faerie magic surprise!" I waved my hands around. "Did I mention how sorry I am?" I finished.

"The words will figure themselves out. Just get some sleep and tomorrow night you can go there and figure it all out. Sleep!" She demanded, pulling me up off her stairwell. "Tomorrow."

I slept until supper time the next day, waking a few times. I closed my eyes every time, putting off the inevitable night ahead of me. I wouldn't skip it for the world, but putting it out of my mind was hard and sleep relieved that worry.

I slipped out of Sookie's as quietly as I could in the hopes that I could make it to my own place before I had to speak with Eric. It wasn't hot, it seemed almost as if it would rain. But the sky was clear enough that I could make out a sleek blue just over the tree tops as it shifted into darkness. It felt okay to be back with my bare feet in the same soil I had dipped them in for many years. Home.

I came upon it slowly, careful of where I placed my feet. It was tidy, the lawn had been mowed and there was a fresh coat of paint on the exterior. "What in the bloody hell?" I muttered, walking towards it. Sookie must have been paying someone to look after it for me.. I jiggled the door knob, twisting my key in the lock. It opened easily, the clean air hitting my nostrils. "We're home." I said again, this time running my hand down my pregnant belly as I usually did when I felt a twinge of guilt or happiness. I shared it with the only thing I had.

"It's about time honey." I heard Pam drawl from my living room.

"What in the fuck.." I whispered, "What are you doing in my house?" I demanded to know, dropping my keys loudly into the dish by my front door.

"Oh I don't know little Fae. Maybe it has something to do with my maker forcing me to be sure you came to the club tonight? I shouldn't even be sitting around on this crappy couch waiting for you. You don't deserve him. But it seems I had no other choice." She shrugged, lifting herself from my furniture and placing her magazine down on the table. "Go on upstairs and get ready. I have things to do."

"Yes I am sure you are needed, that is why you are sitting here while Eric runs the bar." I shot back, climbing the stairs slowly, trying to make her wait as long as I could. Maybe I didn't deserve him but at least I knew where we stood. I was unsure Pam could say the same.

I sealed myself in my room, leaning against the door. "Think Oliver. Think.." I murmured. This was not at all how I was hoping any of this would happen. I woke up telling myself I would work this out on my own time, my own way. Sending Pam here was not floating my boat. She had it out for me. In so many way I understood it. I had grown up with Eric. I had known him as the wonderful, caring, stubborn man he was. Pam had known him as a father, and as a teacher for much longer then I had. To her I was a threat to their friendship. But to say I felt no jealously was a lie. She had him much longer then I ever did and that hurt. In another life I knew we would have been good friends, but not like this.

I let loose a short growl as I headed for my closet. Any dress that hid my belly would do me well. Clucking my tongue on the roof of my mouth I reached in and pulled out a thin white flowing summer dress. Tugging over my head I went for a pair of long wool socks that hit just above the knee, making sure that if it did rain I wouldn't freeze to death. And of course, my black boots. I never left home without them these days it seemed. Tying my hair up into my usual messy bun I headed for the window. "Never thought I'd be climbing out of my own damn window." I grumbled, trying to escape the grumpy woman, sitting in my living room.

My feet hit dirt just as my head hit the house roughly. "Dammit PAM!" I cursed as she forced my face to her own.

"This is not getting ready and meeting me in the living room." She dead panned, "Honestly I am getting sick of this shit. All I hear day in and day out is Oliver this and Oliver that! If he only knew why you really left. Maybe then I wouldn't be standing here."

"You have no idea what you are talking about!" I spat back, my hands growing warmer as I sent hot light into her own. She stumbled back, squeezing her wrists and whispering obscenities to me. "You don't have the first clue who I am or how much that man means to me! But you wouldn't! You aren't family!" I regretted my words almost immediately after they spewed from me. She was family. I watched her growl and back away slowly, "Pam.. Pam shit. I am sorry." I said, shaking my head. "I'll come with you." I dropped my head and followed her to her car.

The bar was quiet as Pam waited for me to exit the car. I listened best I could for any music or fighting. But unfortunately I heard nothing that would suggest a bit of distraction. "I don't have all day. Get out of the car." Pam called to me, rapping on the window loudly.

"Where is everyone?" I asked her, peeling myself out into the darkness of the parking lot. "It's a Friday night."

"We have been closed for a while now. There hasn't been time between Eric running around for the King and you leaving for us to do much. We have lost a lot of money because of it."

"Oh."

"Go on inside. I have errands to run." She said, pushing me towards the dimly lit building. "I imagine Sookie can take you home once this is all over." That really wasn't what I was hoping to hear. But in all fairness I had left Eric before running away. I had just been unsure if that had stuck. To him I was his, just a belonging.

Ignoring her last words I made for the door, slipping through it, into the bar I had spent so much time in. I was surprised at the silence it held. There was no Ginger waiting behind the bar. There were no vampire's dancing on the stripper poles. The only indication of anyone being around was a bright light coming from Eric's office doorway. This was it. I had to face all I had done to him.

The door creaked as I knocked on it, sliding open with each soft tap on the hard wood. "What?" He growled.

"Eric?" I squeaked, pushing my head around the door to look at him.

He was pale. Which for the most part was usual for him, but this time he looked almost as he did the day I had found him again. He looked tired and empty. But his eyes widened when they found my own. "Oliivi."

He was in front of me in seconds, his forehead reaching mine in a small embrace. "Hello." I whispered to him, a small smile breaking out across my lips. I was just happy to see him again, even if I had broken his heart.

"You are back."

"It would seem so."

"But you're staying?" He asked me, meeting my eyes. Without speaking I nodded, wrapping my fingers around his arm lightly.

"You seem okay with all this. You shouldn't be Eric. I ran away from you. Be mad, please?" A tear fell down my face, "I left you. Again!" I had expected him to be angry, to yell. Or even to hold his temper back and speak to me from a distance.