HEY! I am back people! I am sorry it took so long but I have be HELLA busy and also had a bit of readers block. When the show ended I can't lie.. I felt awful. I hated the ending and I hated that it ended at all. It took me some time to think about True Blood again. Any ways here I am. I hope you are alright with my short chapter here. Be ready for another soon!

Chapter 39:

"You shouldn't be hugging me." I said, pushing away from him.

"I am just happy to know that you came back." He said, watching me. "You are back?"

"Yes but.. I am not sure that you will be happy once you find out why I left." Why did this have to be so damn hard for me? Why did everything between us always have to be this way?

"I know. I am sorry for the way I handled Russell. I wanted him dead, you have to believe that Oliver. What he took from us.. From me. I won't ever be able to forgive any of that. But I haven't been a viking in a long time." I knew what he was saying. But that shit just wouldn't register. "You know I would not hurt you?"

"We will always be what we were raised to be Eric. A few hundred years can't change that. Our parents deserved better then what they were left with." I moved back another step, "If I see that man again.. I don't know that I will be able to allow him to live." If I saw him again I was going to burn him alive. Slow. "I won't let him have another chance to hurt our family."

"Bill Compton and I made sure he will not be back any time soon. He is buried under concrete." He told me, his eyes tracing my body, this time he took in all that had changed. "Why are you so pale? Are you unwell?" His brow furrowed as he moved in close to me once again, his hand tracing my jaw line.

This was it.. I couldn't hide any more. Not from my own brother. I inhaled deeply, allowing my hands to fall to my swollen tummy, running them over it softly. "I am unsure that unwell is the word I would use." I watched him cautiously, as if he would lash out at me.

"I don't understand." He told me, staring down at my hands. "You are pregnant?" His head shook slightly, confusion taking over. "I am the only one you-"

"Yes." I was so freaking worried right now. This could turn around on me so fast. But as he drew his hand up and pressed it to my own I felt minor relief. Maybe he would understand.

"Godric was right." Everything he said was short. Not giving much away to me.

"He seems to have that quality about him." I agreed, trying hard not to fall over. "You don't think I cheated on you?" I asked, pulling away and glaring down at him. How could he just believe blindly? Surely Godric wasn't that convincing.

"Oliivi, you refused my marriage proposal because you couldn't be with someone who wasn't faithful." He smiled softly. "I know you and I know you wouldn't do that. Why waste a few hundred years waiting just to hurt me like that?"

"Gods." I sighed nervously. "I thought Pam would have turned you from me." My cheeks had reddened with embarrassment but I hung on any ways.

"Pam is only jealous of the attention I give you. She is my child and I love her but you are mine in a different way. You do not have to compete for me." He climbed off his knees and touched my cheek lightly. "Now that you are back I am sure she will perk up."

"Why would she perk up? I know Pam can have her days but I haven't known her to perk in any way what so ever." Pam was grumpy, but I knew deep down there was a person inside of her. I wanted us to get along but it was hard when she was so friggen rude to me all the time.

"Because now she can take a break from searching for you and do her job. I must have spent a few thousand on shoes to repay her. But even shoes can't erase the boredom I am sure.."

"That woman does love her shoes.." I shook my head, how many pairs could one person own before they needed a house just to store them? "Eric I am sorry for running."

"You said you are staying. You are forgiven." He waved his hand brushing me off. "We will set you up at my place as soon as I speak to Pam."

I pinched the bridge of my nose as I tried to figure out what I was going to say. After all I had done and said.. After all I hadn't said, here I was. "Eric.. I can't stay with you." His eyes trailed back to me as he stared blankly, "I came back, and I am staying but... I need some time." I didn't know if I wanted to jump right back into his life. I wanted to figure it all out, I wanted to see everyone and get back into my normal routine. I was still not so sure how I felt any more. Being offered to Russell had hurt me even if I knew he was doing it for a reason. Those moments in the sun I had given to Russell haunted me. He deserved nothing good.

Of course I didn't mention my moment in the river to him. I could protect myself and if I needed him then I could call. He wasn't far from me.. "I think it would be best if I head back home, I am getting tired." I murmured, trying to escape quickly.

"You would take my child from me?" He asked, his face turning to hurt Eric. The worst face in the world, the only face that broke my heart into tiny little pieces.

"No.. No I would never do that to you Eric." I shook my head and took a step towards him, "I think that maybe you have forgotten what happened the last time we were together. I can't just forgive what happened.."

"I did what I had to do. I didn't allow you harm." He was confused.

"But you did. What you did hurt me. I can't be with you right now but that doesn't mean I won't see you. You are still my family and I would never take your children from you." He would always be welcome in my home. He would make a good father if only he could get past his stubbornness.

"I need to go home." I muttered again, touching his shoulder softly. "You can visit me and I will come here to if you need me." Without waiting I shifted easily back to my house. It was something I had been figuring out little by little during my time away. I could move from one place to another in the blink of an eye. If I was emotional during the "shift" well then that only helped me out. I figured Eric would be mad but I did what I had to do to protect myself. At least that is what I decided I would tell myself.