Hello! This is the smallest chapter so far. And I really tried to write the usual length but Eric was not "talking" to me. And the chapter was too heart breaking for me to continue it. But even though it's shorter, I think it is worth posting it. Next chapter (a Sookie's POV with the usual length) will be updated as soon as possible. ~Célia

Eric "Cold Hard Heart"

Being with Sookie in the same room again was incredible. She still smelled as sweet as before. Her skin was still as smooth and warm as before. Her breath. Her beating heart. And after those few moments in her room I was sure I still wanted her. Yeah, she was hurt, and her body was a mess, but she still managed to look good, no matter what. She was still Sookie, and I didn't even think twice when I left again to kill those who were about to attack her again.

But all the while, I just thought about Sookie. And how I'd help her recover from her injuries, so we could talk about us. And then I'd convince her to go back to Louisiana with me. I would always keep her safe. I would do whatever was needed for her.

And so, thinking about Sookie, when the last remaining soldiers of Breandan's attacked us for the second time at the hospital, it was my pleasure to kill the motherfuckers for her. Half way through the fight, Niall and twenty others arrived and we were easily victorious. Another fight and another victory notch in my story life. But I didn't care. I just kept thinking about Sookie.

Meanwhile, Niall proceeded to salute his soldiers and he started to address them in a speech kind of way. He kept talking nonsense. Fucking fairies and their ways... I couldn't care less.

And so, because I couldn't hear him no more, I dismissed Dahlia (she was to take care of Bill) and Clancy (he was to take care of himself) and went to Pam. I told her I was leaving and asked her to tell Sookie that I'd see her soon. "And Pam… offer her your blood". Thankfully, Pam didn't nag me about not wanting to give her blood to a human, and she didn't question why I wasn't offering my blood either. She just nodded and went inside Sookie's room. Meanwhile, Niall was still babbling some shit about the human and the Fae worlds. Fuck him!

I left the warehouse and went home. I took a long bath and then remembered the past two days: the shock of finding that Sookie had been taken, the heat of the battle, seeing the sun for the first time in a millennium, being with Sookie again, touching her… I went to bed after telling Pam she should met me the next night and waited for dawn to take me.

The next night, I woke way before the sun set. I dressed and the second the sun was down I was driving to Bloodbath.

I immediately tried to call Sookie's doctor but the fucking midget said she was busy and would call me back in 30 minutes. When she did call me, I felt myself relaxing the second she said Sookie was better and recovering. Pam had arrived and I told her the good news.

"Great. That's great." She said. Alright, there was something there. I knew Pam's "great". I had heard it the first time she had killed while feeding. She was just a couple of weeks old and she had been told to never drink humans by herself because she couldn't feel when their hearts started biting slower yet. But, true to Pam's form, she did drink a human. And she killed him. Well, at least, she had had the good sense of choosing a vagrant who had tried to steal from her, and so the guy wouldn't be too missed. But, either way, she knew she would be punished when I discovered it. And so, she disposed of the body, obviously. But Pam was still barely more than a human and the grave she dug in our backyard (for crying out loud, in our backyard) was too shallow. I smelled the corpse as soon as I got home. I asked her if everything was alright, and I heard "great." Since then, I had heard too many "greats" for me not to worry whenever she said that. So, something was going on. I asked her what it was. She didn't know what to say and starting babbling and then I really started to worry.

When I insisted again that she should tell me what it was, she looked me in the eyes and she said: "She's pregnant". I immediately remembered the fairy's words "I'll defend them." It had bothered me back then, but I had dismissed it without much though. Them.

And then I almost blanked, and I swear that I don't know how I reacted. I just know how I felt: both extremely happy for Sookie and extremely sad for me.

This changed everything. And I needed to think things trough.

I needed to be alone. And so I left.

So? Was it worth to post or not? Next chapter: Pam talks to Sookie about Eric + Sookie and David will meet for the first time after the Fae War. Should David forgive her the fact that Sookie hided a part of her life from him? And what about Eric? What will he do now that he "needed to be alone"?

"Cold Hard Heart" is the 13th song on the album "Destination Anywhere" (what a great album's title) by Jon Bon Jovi.