Hi everybody! Hope you had a good Tuesday! Here is a loonng chapter for your enjoyment. I just couldn't cut it up for some reason. So enjoy. Thanks to all my readers out there!

I am wondering where I should wrap this story up. Any suggestions?

Chapter 54: Me and Mrs. Jones

Eric

The were facing each other now as they lay down and Eric pulled Sookie close and brushed his cheek against hers, kissing her cheeks her forehead and finally her lips. He couldn't get enough of her.

Sookie giggled and said, "You are a cuddle monster!"

He laughed and said, "I suppose I am. I have never slept like this with anyone since I was living with Godric. A cuddle monster," he said in an amused tone as he stroked her back and kissed down her neck.

"Yes, which I happen to love. Except when I have to pee in the mornin' and you have me in a death grip. Literally," she said and he laughed.

"Too bad. My arms need to be around you otherwise I don't want to go into day rest."

She shook her head and yawned, looking at the clock behind him. "Oh jeez, it's almost daylight. How are you not groggy at all?"

"I have you here as a distraction."

She kissed him softly and said, "I should get up and shower before goin' to sleep, but I am just too comfortable here with you."

"So stay here with me. You smell satisfied and of me. It is an intoxicating smell."

She chuckled and shrugged her shoulders as if to relent.

"Good, now my darling, I would like to discuss your mind-reading. I was quite curious about it while we were in the Giza room."

"I felt your curiosity. You want to know how it works?" she asked.

He nodded and said, "I want to know everything about you."

"Hmm, okay well I first realized I was different when I was young and my momma thought somethin' about money troubles and my daddy asked me how I knew about it. Then my parents decided to have me tested by loads of different people. They thought I was autistic or had an uncanny ability to pick up on people's behaviors and mannerisms. They wanted to put me on anti-psychotics, but my daddy wouldn't let 'em. Neither would my Gran."

Eric nodded and took in everything she was saying. Typical human reaction. Anyone different should be pumped full of drugs. It sounded like Eric would like Sookie's father, but wondered about her mother.

"Then, after my folks died, I went to live with my Gran who always said it wasn't a curse but a gift. So she helped me control it. We would spend hours puttin' imaginary walls up in my mind to drown out what my Gran and brother were thinkin'. I finally got comfortable with it after a few years, but I noticed touchin' was somethin' that always let the thoughts in…."

She trailed off and Eric froze as he felt fear, shame, and sadness creep through her side of the bond. "Sookie?"

She snapped out of it and shook her head. "Anyway-"

"No. No, 'anyway' Sookie. What was that?" he asked.

"It was nothin'. Please drop it, Eric."

"Sookie, I can't. I need to know. Please don't shut me out."

She sighed and looked down at his chest where her hands had been fiddling with his 'S' necklace. "I found out about the touchin' from my Uncle Bartlett."

Eric raked his brain to see if he remembered anything about a Bartlett, but nothing came to mind.

"He sexually molested me as a child and I couldn't stop his vile and perverted thoughts about what he wanted to do when he touched me. When my Gran found out she ran him off and told him he was no longer her kin."

Eric growled and asked, "Does he live?"

She shook her head, "No. Bill killed him."

"That's probably the one good thing Bill Compton has or ever will do," he said, "I would kill him slowly if it were me."

"It's over now," she said gently.

"Sookie you are so incredibly brave, min lilla krigare (my little warrior)."

She smiled a small smile that didn't really touch her eyes and then said, "No, I just survived."

"There is tremendous bravery in surviving. And you will never merely survive again. You will live."

Sookie suddenly asked, "Eric, do you expect me to turn?"

She asked in a way that he couldn't tell if she was for or against the idea. He studied the bond and found her genuinely curious.

"I would love you either way, Sookie. I will never be willing to say goodbye to you though. If you choose to join me in this way, it would mean everything to me. But I understand that this life isn't appealing to many."

Sookie nodded and laid her hand where his heart was. "I never want to say goodbye to you neither."

He kissed her forehead and said, "Always know that it's your choice. Whatever it may be, I will make sure you get what you want."

Sookie's eyes welled and she asked, "Would you find another after I am gone?"

"Never. I would depart this life with you."

"No."

Eric looked into her fierce brown eyes which were on fire. "No, Eric Northman. We ain't doin' that."

He looked down at her and said, "When I choose to cease existing is my choice Sookie. Aside from you, there is nothing keeping me here."

"Pam? Fangtasia, Area 5?" she asked.

"Pam is old enough to set out on her own and while she would hurt for a while she would adapt and adjust. Fangtasia is a headache and Area 5 is a position I hold to protect Pam and myself and give me footing in vampire politics. None of these things are worth staying."

"So if you were to meet the true death and I said I wouldn't live without you, you would simply accept that statement Northman?" she asked.

"No, I would not. You have Jason, you have Lafayette, and you have that shithole of a town you love. You have a future. It pains for me to admit it, but if I should meet the true death, you could go on, meet a man, marry, have children, and grow old. The bond will not destroy you as it would me. I will be facing an eternity of loneliness, Sookie. Of constant pain."

"No, I would not go on. I would also be in pain for the rest of my life. Eric, I made a choice to enter this bond and to love you. To lose you would be the same pain. I would simply be a shell of the Sookie you know now. Don't you understand?"

He shook his head, not really wanting to talk about something so depressing. He wanted to bask in her as she was right now. So beautiful. Thinking of her as a shell was causing him to feel sick.

"Eric, listen. You could go on. You could find another-"

"No. I won't," he said cutting her off. "Don't you understand Sookie? There will never be another you."

"Eric, all I am sayin' is that you found me after a thousand years in the backwaters of Louisiana. What were the odds of finding me in little ol' Bon Temps? Slim. You could find someone and love again. Bond again."

"No."

"Fine, be stubborn. But if you can't find another, then neither will I dammit."

He smiled softly and said, "Well my love, we will need to find a solution where we both live forever and you don't have to be turned."

She smiled back and said, "Okay, sounds easy enough. Hows about we cure AIDS and Cancer while we're at it and achieve world peace?"

He chuckled and kissed her forehead, feeling the sun come up. "Whatever you say."

"Promise?" she asked.

"My little hellcat."

"Time for day rest!" she said. She arched her neck and stretched up to kiss him and said, "I love you, Viking."

"I love you, my beautiful girl. My Sookie," he murmured as his eyes began to droop.

"And you are gonna live if I have to haunt your cute ass every fuckin' night."

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around her and said, "Have a good day, my wife."

"Good night, my husband."

And the sun took him from her.

Sookie

Sookie was exhausted. Every muscle screamed at her for sleep, but she was unable to succumb to her fatigue. What he said was alarming to her. Sookie had always thought she would grow old and die. Over the past few years she thought she would die an early death at the hands of the enemy. She had accepted her fate because so many wanted her blood on their hands.

But now she realized how stubborn Eric Northman was. He rivaled her stubbornness. She looked at him, so peaceful in her arms and couldn't imagine him leaving this life. He was meant to see the ages, with or without her. But his stubbornness and fierce protectiveness of her would keep her alive now, she was sure.

And now she needed to make a decision. Could she become a vampire? Was it even possible for a half fae? She wished she had someone to talk to about this that was a Faery.

Now her decision didn't just affect her. It affected Eric's life as well. And Pam's. Pam would never, ever forgive her. No wonder she was always a bitch to Sookie.

Sookie chewed her lip as she looked at Eric, running her fingers across his forehead and down his cheek. She could and would for Eric. But she had to be honest, that was a life she had never wanted. She contemplated a life as a vampire. Cold, dead, calculated, manipulative. Eric wasn't that way with her, but she had seen him in action.

Sookie yawned and wrapped her arm around Eric's waist. She needed sleep. She had a full night tomorrow of mind reading and her brain needed a time out.

Sookie closed her eyes and took in deep calming breaths and waited for sleep.

Before she knew it, she was being awaken with a purring rumble. Eric was awake? She opened her eyes Eric was smiling down at her, a hungry look in his eyes. "Why are you awake?"

"The sun has set. You slept all day here with me."

"Really?" she asked in surprise. She felt like she had just closed her eyes.

"Really. I need to feed my dear."

Sookie shivered and nodded a little too enthusiastically. He chuckled and kissed her, but she pushed him away. He looked down at her confused. "I haven't even brushed my teeth yet. Let me up so I can take care of business."

He sighed in exasperation and rolled off of her, lying on his back. She threw the sheets off of her and stood. Her muscles were delightfully sore, reminding her of all the pleasure that Eric had given her.

"Sore?" he asked, cocky as hell.

She shot him a look over her shoulder and closed the door as she went to the bathroom. She then grabbed her toothbrush and began brushing, when Eric walked in and grabbed his and started brushing.

She smiled as she brushed, foam running out of her mouth and he chuckled around his toothbrush. He spit and asked, "Something amusing lover?" before he resumed brushing his teeth.

She shrugged and spit and said, "Us brushing like a normal couple. It's funny," she replied as she brushed her tongue.

He smiled at her reflection and nodded. Sookie rinsed and spit then used mouthwash and smiled.

"I like it," she said, before moving to the shower, turning it on.

She held her hand under the water and when it warmed she climbed in and sighed as the hot water hit her skin.

Eric climbed in after her and said, "My turn."

She smiled at him as he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, pouring all her love into the kiss.

She felt him getting aroused against her stomach and she grew wet just thinking about it. She broke away from him and gasped in pleasure. She looked at him as she reached down and grabbed him.

He groaned in pleasure and she noticed the muscles in his neck and jaw clench. She smiled as she began to pump him in her hand, but found she wasn't happy with the results. She held his gaze, which was dangerously dark with lust as she slowly kneeled in front of him, never stopping her hand movements.

She saw a small portion of pre-cum and leaned forward and licked it off of him. He gasped and twitched in response. "You taste so good."

He growled and she kissed his head, tickling him with her tongue briefly.

Sookie said, "I want more, Eric."

She wrapped her lips around him and slowly lowered her lips around him. He hissed in pleasure and closed his eyes. When he did, she immediately released him and said, "Nope, you are going to watch me."

He opened his eyes and watched her as she began to bob up and down on him, pumping what she couldn't take inside of her mouth with her hand. She hummed and she felt him rumble in pleasure.

She released him with a pop and kissed his head again, running her tongue along his ridges. He gasped and she felt his hips moved on their own towards her mouth, but she backed away and said, "So impatient, lover."

He made and exasperated sound as she ran her tongue along the thick vein along the underside of his penis and then along the ridge on his testicles. Eric made a desperate sound as she sucked each testicle into her mouth and she finally released him.

"I want to taste you, Eric."

He growled and replied, "I will give you anything."

Sookie then took him in her mouth again and furiously sucked him off. She massaged his balls and felt them constrict in her hand which made her hum in pleasure. She could feel his entire body tense. She moved her hands from his balls and tickled behind his knees and he exploded into her mouth. She sucked and drank everything he gave her down greedily.

He screamed obscenities in several languages, then finally came back to her and spoke to her adoringly in thickly accented English. He hauled her up his body and she whispered, "Thanks, baby."

"No, no, sweet Sookie. Thank you."

He crushed his mouth to hers and she felt him get aroused once more. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his slick waist, but his hands held her ass as she leaned against the tiled wall.

He wasted no time in driving into her drenched and waiting center and she gasped and hooked her ankles, hanging on for dear life.

She gasped and moaned as she felt her already sore muscles tense up and she came softly. But Eric wasn't done so he stilled inside of her, waiting for her to come down before he began moving again.

Sookie raked at his back and he hissed against her neck.

"Eric, bite me."

"I can't. I have already taken too much."

"Goddammit, just do it!" she shrieked out. He growled low and changed angles and hit her exactly right and she screamed out, "Oh fuck, yes! Oh God right fucking there, Eric!"

He growled in satisfaction and pounded in to her mercilessly and her muscles were dancing a fine line between ecstasy and agony. She weaved her fingers in Eric's golden wet locks and forced him to look at her.

"I am not comin' until you bit me. Do it. Please, baby" she whimpered out.

He growled and lowered his fangs to her neck and bit. A golden wave crashed over her as she called out his name and he came with her, prolonging her orgasm. She writhed on him and he grinded absently into her until they both came down.

"Oh, My. Fucking. God."

"I think you me 'Oh. Your. Fucking. Eric'," he said smugly. She laughed and said, "Perhaps you're right."

He lowered her down and the minute her weight was on her legs she began to fall.

"Damn you have fucked the feeling out of my legs!" she laughed out as he held on to her.

He laughed and said, "Let me bathe you my love. I'm afraid we might be late if we go again."

"Again?" she asked incredulous. "If you fuck me again like that so soon, you'll break me down there. It'll be like throwin' a hotdog down a hallway."

Eric burst out laughing and she couldn't help joining him.

"No, you are still lush and tight my love. And please never compare my equipment to a hotdog again. I am vampire, but that doesn't mean I don't have feelings."

She snorted as he lathered her head with shampoo and she held her hand out for a squirt so she could wash his hair. Until the feeling in her legs came back, Eric held her as they thoroughly cleaned each other, only occasionally giving each other affectionate kissed or caresses.

After the shower they both stepped out and dried off as they made their way to their closet. Sookie asked what would be the best thing for her to wear.

Eric considered her options and picked a stunning crisp white dress that went mid-thigh. It flowed out from the waist and there was a black lace underskirt that stuck out the bottom. It had a stunning leather belt on the waist. Sookie nodded and laid it out and began her hair and makeup.

She decided to tousle her hair since they were running late and quickly towel dried it and grabbed some of the curling mousse and worked the product into her hair. She then scrunched and styled her hair, parting it on one side. She clipped a sparkly black pin in.

She then began her makeup. She went for dramatic neutral with a smoky eye, with a touch of dramatic line and then bright red lips. That had been a big hit with both Eric and Pam.

She wondered about Pam. She hadn't seen her since their talk the night she had come back. She wondered what she was doing that kept her away from Eric.

As she put on her lip liner, she asked Eric. "What has Pam been doin'?"

"She is here going to meetings I have asked her to attend while I am with you."

"Oh you don't have to stay with me. I really think our talk went well. I could manage with Pam if there was a meetin' you want to go to."

"Not necessary, lover. I only want to stay with you."

His tone was off and his side of the bond was…careful, was the closest Sookie could come to explaining it. He was being very careful.

"Eric?" she said.

"Sookie, we don't have time to discuss this."

"Make time. What's goin' on?" she asked, trying show him how concerned she was.

"I have been distancing Pam from you and from myself."

Sookie smudged the bright red lipstick across her face and swore. "Why? Eric, I told you it was between me and Pam and we sorted it all out. Don't do this," she said.

"Sookie, I am doing this for Pam. She needs to learn her lesson."

"I get that, and I am not tryin' to tell you how to teach Pam her lesson, but if we are ever gonna get past this, I don't think this is the way."

He nodded, though his back was to her. She could feel that he was contemplative and thinking about what she was saying, which she appreciated. It was all she could ask for.

Sookie turned back to the vanity and finished her makeup, then grabbed her dress and stepped into it. Eric had left shortly after their brief conversation and she walked out with her shoes in hand and her dress unzipped.

Eric looked amazing in an all-black outfit of black trousers and a black button down. She admired him as she walked to him and he admired her right back. She turned her back to him and held her hair away from the zipper as her zipper.

"I like this black outfit almost as much as your black jeans and black leather coat," she said.

"You look stunning."

She blushed and he pecked her ruby red lips. She chuckled and rubbed his lips clean of the red gloss and he smiled. "Shall we?"

"Why yes, we shall."

So, very long chapter. I don't know why, but I thought these two needed an opportunity to talk shit through and also not talk shit through (wink wink), so I took my time with it. Let me know what you think and thanks for reading!