Once again, I am sorry for the delay in getting this out but never fear ... its finally here.

Ok, once I got that shitty opener out of my system ...

And, also prepare for the appearance of "Daddy Eric" once again.

Disclaimer: Not Mine

Enjoy!

EPOV

"Pam ... come here." I said to her, holding my hands out over the gearstick towards my youngest progeny. Pam just looked down at the ground and refused to look at me.

Again.

So, i reached over and picked her up before putting her down onto my lap. It was a tight squeeze what with us sitting inside of my 1979 Limited Edition Cherry Red Corvette, but yet, somehow we managed it.

"Now, Pamela. I want you to understand that no matter what happens with Sookie, you will always be my pprogeny" I soothed her, using my best "daddy Eric" voice.

"I just feel that ... i just feel that I am losing you, Eric. I feel like you just won't have any time for me anymore. I think that all of your time will be taken up by either work or by Sookie. I still love her to bits and I think that she is great and all that ... but I feel that you just won't want to know me once the weding ring goes onto your finger, Eric" Pam said.

By the end of her little impromptu speech, she was now fully on crying, with the blood now flowing freely down her face.

I just held her tighter to me as she cried while I thought long and hard about what i was going to say next.

"Pammy ... how could you ever think that I would abandon you? You have been my companion for over one hundred years. You and I will always have a bond that is special and unique to us. Nobody can ever have the same kind of relationship that we have. I will always have time for you. We spent over one hundred years together, travelling the world. You were my sole companion for that time, since I had already released Daniel before that. You are my baby, my childe. Nobody else on this planet could ever or will ever measure ip to the things that we did then and the adventures that we still have yet to do" I said, soothing her.

"Thank you for understanding, Eric. I wasn't exactly sure of how I was going to tell you before. But I guess that I don't have to worry about any of that now" Pam said to me whenever she managed to stop her tears.

"I'm so understanding about all of this because I myself have been through a very similar situation." I revealed to my child. This was one of the very few tales of my life that I hadn't shared with Pam … or Daniel … or with anyone else, come to think of it.

"What?" Pam asked, looking slightly confused.

I paused for a moment thinking of what my next words would be, and how I was going to say what it was that I wanted to say.

"Whenever Godric and Elizabeth first met, I hated her. To me, she was the devil incarnated. I thought that she just wanted to use my maker for her own selfish reasons. In short, I didn't want to share him at all. I thought that once I had started to share him, I would lose him completely, to Elizabeth" I said, while feeling that I wasn't making very much sense at all.

"But, Eric. Didn't you already have to 'share' Godric as you say, with Nora?" Pam asked softly.

"No Pam, Nora is younger than Elizabeth. I thought that you already knew that?" I asked.

Pam shook her head, in a no gesture.

I felt the need to explain to her even further. I hadn't bothered before since I thought that she already knew the whole backstory.

"No …Pammy … Godric and Elizabeth had already been bonded and pledged for just over 300 years before Godric turned Nora. Well, actually, the decision to turn Nora was both of theirs but in the end, it was Godric who actually turned her." I said to her.

"So, basically what you are telling me is that I won't be losing you at all, and that there will just be enough room for everyone inside you?" Pam said.

"That is exactly what I am trying to tell you. You won't be losing me anytime soon. No matter how much my credit cards complain" I smirked at her, as I tried to cheer her up a little bit. I knew that it was working when Pam eventually cracked a smile.

"No, Eric. You got that wrong. Your credit cards would complain if they were left in your wallet all of the time, just simply collecting dust. They love me for lifting them out of their leather prison and actually using them" Pam snarked back at me, and wiped her bloody eyes using one of my t-shirts that had been lying in the car.

How the t-shirt got in the car in the first place was another completely different story.

"Seriously, though … you are alright with this? With the wedding, I mean. Because if you are not okay with it, because if you are not, I won't be going through with it. I won't get married if you don't want to stand beside me." I said to her, even though the words were painful to get out, and just the very thoughts of not being able to marry Sookie, was nearly enough to send me to the final death, I knew that I couldn't go through with it if my child – either of them – Pam or Daniel couldn't accept it or they couldn't accept Sookie.

I couldn't do that do them. Especially, after what Pam has been through in her life so far – particularly in her human life.

So … I know, short … but let me know what you think … and should I include Pam's backstory in Tales of the Dead or not?