Chapter 17: A Medicinal Slap



“Seriously, Sookie, you really should try to get more sleep,” I drawled. “There are bags under your eyes. I’ve never seen you look worse.”

Sookie startled awake, her head flying upward from where it had been resting on Eric’s bed. There was a little string of drool on the left side of her mouth and her eyes blinked rapidly, as if trying to use Morse code to understand their surroundings.

“Ludwig said that he moaned earlier,” I deadpanned.

“He did!” Sookie smiled as if a single moan were a cure for human cancer. She sounded proud of my maker.

In truth, I’d thanked even the human God that I was pretty sure I no longer believed in for that moan as well.

I looked down at my maker. The very few parts of his body that were not bandaged were an unnatural pink—as most of his body had been burned to the point that his tissues and/or bones were exposed.

Every part of his face was covered with bandages—as if he were doing an impression of a mummy, and his amazing blonde hair had been burned off and had yet to regrow.

He was being given blood intravenously, but the healing was going very slowly.

Needless to say, he’d yet to wake up.

He’d lost his left hand—and his arm almost up to his elbow as well. Ludwig had said that over 90% of his body had been burned. I was pretty sure that Eric would be glad that he’d worn underwear to bed. His pajama pants had torn in the accident, but his “junk” was part of the unburned 10%—thanks to his Fruit of the Looms.

I’d already had the charred, but miracle-working polyester/cotton blend skivvies framed and put up in his office.

And I was working on composing enough jokes to last me a lifetime, based on his briefs protecting his meat and two veg.

Of course, he needed to wake the fuck up in order for me to use them!

In addition to his “crown jewels” being unscathed, part of Eric’s right leg—the area right around his knee—had been virtually untouched and had healed quickly. That was where Sookie kept her hand most of the time—as if her touch might make him feel better.

I figured that—if anything could reach his mind as he healed—it would be her presence.

Ludwig walked into the room.

More quickly than one would have thought, given her physical condition, she was by Eric’s side and checking under one of the bandages on his chest.

So that Sookie wouldn’t be overly upset, Ludwig had not told her what she’d told me: that she’d never seen a vampire survive as much exposure to the sun as Eric had suffered. She didn’t know if it was his age, his strength, or his gods that had saved him.

I would never admit it aloud—given the fact that people might accuse me of sentimentalism if I did—but I figured it was his “heart,” which had saved him. And the love in that heart—for the woman who’s hand was perched right above his right knee.

In fact, I would bet at least two pairs of shoes that the stubborn bastard had stayed alive just to make sure that Sookie had survived.

“So?” Sookie and I asked at the same time once the doctor was finished with her examination.

“He improves each day,” she said flatly, “and he’ll wake up when he wakes up.”

She looked at Sookie. “His woman is here to see him.”

Sookie looked at Eric forlornly before she rose and limped back toward her own room—rolling the portable monitor keeping track of her daughter’s heartrate with her. Sookie’s leg was in a splint, but she could waddle on her own as long as she had a crutch to help her. During the previous week, she’d also gone into false labor a few times because of the stress she’d been under, so Ludwig wouldn’t allow her to go home—not that Sookie would have anyway. She spent most of her waking hours—and all of her sleeping ones—by Eric’s side.

Ludwig had tried to stop Sookie from being out of her bed so much, but the little troll-like doctor had soon learned how fruitless an argument with Sookie Stackhouse could be.

Much more fruitless than a sturdy pair of Fruit of the Looms!

Except when Olivia visited, which had been every day like clockwork since Eric had been in Ludwig’s hospital, Sookie had stayed by my maker’s side.

I’d heard the telepath praying at times. At other times, she read to him. Often, the exhausted woman simply slept.

Always with her hand on the healed patch above his knee.

But she always made herself scarce when Olivia arrived.

And—as for Eric’s human companion? I couldn’t deny that I was impressed with Olivia. She would donate blood for Eric whenever the doctor would let her. And she spent at least an hour a day—which was as much time as Ludwig would allow her—sitting beside Eric.

Of course, unlike Sookie, Olivia didn’t argue for more time. Nor did she threaten. Nor did she glare.

No—Olivia did exactly as Eric’s doctor told her to do.

Still—I couldn’t lie. I admired Olivia. But it was Sookie whom I felt was better suited to my maker.

But it was clear that he was loved by both of them.

After sharing a nod with Olivia, I went into Sookie’s room, where she was coming out of her bathroom.

“Well—I can say this for the baby: she certainly likes making me need to pee,” Sookie said with fake light-heartedness in her tone. I helped her get into her bed.

“How is little Pamela today?” I asked.

“You’ll have to tell me,” she chuckled. “There’s only one Pamela in the room.”

“What will you name her?” I asked Sookie as I sat down in the chair next to her bed.

She gestured toward the nightstand. “Andre—of all people—gave me this when he visited,” she said.

I picked up a baby name book.

“Whenever I can’t be with him,” Sookie said, glancing at the door leading to Eric’s adjoining room, “I look at it. Maybe you can help? I’m looking for a strong name—but nothing too unusual.”

I opened the book to a random page, which turned out to be the beginning of the “L” section.

My vampire eyes quickly took in many names I didn’t think were “right”: Lacy, Layla, Laney . . . .

I thumbed ahead, finding myself in the R’s: Raina, Ramona, Rebecca.

“It’s hard to decide on a name for someone you love so much,” Sookie said.

I flipped forward again, this time looking for a specific name.

As if reading my mind, Sookie sighed. “My name isn’t in there—not that I would name a kid after myself anyway.” She shrugged. “What do you think of Nadia?”

“Eric had a daughter named Nadja,” I responded before I could stop myself.

Sookie paled. “Oh. Um—I was thinking about Samine too.”

“That’s nice. But isn’t Pamela nicer?” I asked, hoping to make her smile. “Or maybe Abby?”

She chuckled. “I actually considered Abigail, but then I realized that you’d get way too much pleasure out of that!”

“Dear Abby is an icon,” I pouted.

“So are you, Pam,” she smiled.

She and I spoke of other names I randomly found in the book for a little while before I looked at her seriously.

“What does Olivia really think? Of Eric?” I asked.

“She loves him,” Sookie said immediately. “But she wonders how long her love will be enough.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“She wants children; in fact, she has done some research into in vitro and adoption. But when she has mentioned kids to Eric, he has acted indifferently, so she’s worried about what he’d think if she decided to have one, especially since she would want him to be the child’s father in every way that mattered,” Sookie sighed.

“What else?” I asked.

“She’s worried. Since Rhodes, she’s been getting death threats. She is being protected—right?” Sookie asked me with concern.

I nodded. “Yes. Indira is protecting her at night.”

“And during the day?” she asked.

“A Were named Tray Dawson. Don’t worry. He’s trustworthy.”

Sookie sighed with relief. “Eric wouldn’t want her to be hurt.”

“No—he wouldn’t,” I agreed. “Anything else I should know about her thoughts?”

“Um—Olivia thinks that she loves Eric more than he loves her,” Sookie said tentatively.

“She’s right,” I intoned.

“I wouldn’t know,” Sookie commented, biting her lower lip. “But I do know that she wants to be everything he needs.”

“And if she’s not?”

“Why wouldn’t she be?” Sookie asked, taking the book from me and flipping through it with purpose.

I knew I wouldn’t get anything else of substance out of her in that moment, so I concentrated on helping her narrow down names until an hour was almost up, and then I excused myself to see Olivia.

“Is he getting better—at all?” Eric’s companion asked me as I walked back into my maker’s room.

“Little by little,” I responded.

She smiled. “Good. The doctor never tells me anything specific.”

“Well—she is a bitch,” I intoned.

She frowned at me. “She’s just different,” she said charitably.

I chuckled. “That too.”

“Can I ask you something, Pam?” Olivia asked.

I nodded. “Sure. Asking doesn’t guarantee telling, but knock yourself out.”

She smiled at me and shook her head. “How is Sookie? The doctor said that she was here too, but she won’t let me visit her.”

“She’s fine. A couple of false labor issues. A broken bone or two,” I remarked.

“She saved my life,” Olivia said. “And she saved Eric’s life.” She closed her eyes. “And so many more lives too!”

I sat down in the chair across from Olivia, putting Eric’s unconscious body between us. “Saving the lives of others was never Sookie’s problem,” I informed.

Olivia looked at Eric’s face and then at mine. “What about her own life?”

“Her life is for her child now,” I said honestly. Before—it had been for her grandmother. For the shifter. For her so-called friends. For her useless brother. For Bill. Sookie had never lived for herself, though I knew that she thought of herself as selfish.

“Does she still love him?” Olivia asked, looking down at Eric’s bandaged face fondly.

“Yes. Enough to risk everything for him,” I responded.

“Enough to give him up?” she asked.


“Does he love her?” Olivia asked.

“I would never speak for my maker,” I said, though I gave her a look that clearly indicated my own beliefs on the matter.

Olivia took a deep breath. “Would it be better—for Eric—if I stopped coming? If I cut ties with him?”

“Have you ever thought about being a lesbian?” I asked her, even as my respect for her grew.

“There was an episode—in college,” she smiled. “But I’m afraid it was—ultimately—unsatisfactory.”

I chuckled.

“I cannot compete with Sookie—can I?” she asked forlornly.

“No one ever would be able to compete with her,” I said honestly.

“So—should I stop coming here?” she asked.

“Eric and Sookie are their own worst enemies,” I relayed honestly. “And you have been good for him.” I shrugged. “Honestly, he’d be pissed at me if I told you to stop coming.”

She chuckled. “Thanks for the ‘straight’ answer,” she said sarcastically.

“You should have learned by now—nothing about me is straight.”

She chuckled, but then sighed as all the mirth left her eyes. “I like Eric—love him even—but I don’t know what to do. I feel like I’m intruding here.”

“Eric’s a big boy,” I said. “When he wakes up, let him decide what he wants.”

She nodded as she twisted her fingers into the sheet next to my maker. She’d not felt emboldened enough to explore his body in order to find the spot on his leg that was uninjured, and I’d not told her about it either. To me, it was Sookie’s spot—maybe the only one she’d ever have.

Still—I didn’t think less of Olivia for not finding it.

Rather—I thought more of Sookie for searching until she had.

Olivia had left exactly an hour after she’d arrived.

And—like clockwork—Sookie hobbled back into Eric’s room moments after she had.

My telepathic friend quickly moved the sheet off of his right leg—completely ignoring the parts of his body that were still charred—before placing her unbroken hand onto his knee, her IV wires looking uncomfortable as they jostled against her skin.

“What will you do?” I asked her.

“When he wakes up?” she responded.


She sighed deeply. “I’m going to do the wrong thing—the selfish thing.”
“What’s that?”

“I’m going to tell him that I love him. I’m going to tell him that the biggest mistake of my life was not being brave enough to fight for him after Hallow’s spell was broken. I’m going to tell him that—if he wants me—I’ll never not fight for him again.” She sighed.

I looked at her thoughtfully. “He may very well reject you,” I said honestly.

“He should reject me,” she said forlornly. “Olivia’s the better woman.”

I walked over to Sookie’s side, and she raised her head to look up at me.

I’m sure that she was surprised when I slapped her.

“Ouch!” she yelled. “What the fuck?”

“Yes. What the fuck?” Dr. Ludwig sneered from behind me.

“Trust me. I didn’t hit her hard.” I shrugged. “Plus, it was a medicinal slap.”

“What?” Sookie asked incredulously as she rubbed her cheek.

“Don’t be a baby,” I chastised. “You have needed someone to slap some sense into you for a very long time now. First, you were so naïve that you thought Compton was a good catch. Then, you were too blind to see that my maker wanted you—before, during, and after his amnesia. Then, you decided to try a pussy, but you didn’t choose mine! And, now, you are all, ‘Eric shouldn’t pick me because Olivia’s better than I am.’ Really, Sookie, you need to stop saying—stop thinking—such things about yourself!”

“But she is better,” Sookie said stubbornly.

“How so?” I asked.

“She’s smarter, prettier, and more cultured—just to name a few things. I can’t compete with her!”

“Then don’t,” I returned. “Let Eric be the one to decide.”

“I already said that’s what I was going to do! You were the one who said he might reject me!” she reminded.

“Yes, but you aren’t supposed to think that he should! Dammit, Sookie, stop thinking of yourself as not good enough for him. That’s always been your problem!”

“But I’m not good enough!”

I slapped her again.

“Ouch!” Sookie yelled out, looking at the doctor. “Aren’t you gonna stop her?”

Ludwig cackled. “Looks medicinal to me,” she snarked before leaving the room.

And then I did something that went against my every instinct: I knelt down next to Sookie, probably dirtying my Gucci suit as I did so.

It was the winter line and fit me like a glove.

Only for Sookie.

My telepathic friend looked at me with suspicion. “Please don’t hit me again.”

I smirked. “I can’t promise that, Sookie. But—if you will hear me out—I will promise not to hit you again today.”

She sighed. “Fine.”

“I know that your life has been difficult, Sookie. I know that you’ve been conditioned to believe that—because you were different and, dare I say, more than others—you were actually ‘less’ in some way. You were conditioned to believe you were abnormal. You were conditioned to believe that nobody would love you if you weren’t normal. So I understand why you spent most of your life focusing on building shields so that you could pretend to not be you. However, I believe that trying to hide your true self from others—because you fear rejection—has made you believe that you aren’t worthy of being loved.”

Large tears collected at the corners of her eyes and then began to fall. She was shaking her head as if to deny my words.

I took her unbroken hand firmly and continued. “I have excellent taste, Sookie.”

“Huh?” she asked, before sniffling.

“In clothing, in décor, in women, in blood—in everything really.”

“Okay,” she said, still obviously confused.

“In the people I decide to like, too,” I added. “I liked you from the start. Do you know why?”

“I’m not boring?” she responded.

I chuckled. “No, you are not. But you are also brave. You are loyal. You are principled. You are clever. You work hard. You know what it means to sacrifice for another. You know what it means to put others before yourself. Sookie Stackhouse, you are a good person—a beautiful one, inside and out.”

She was crying in earnest now, but I kept speaking.

“You are right that Olivia is worthy of my maker. And he might choose her over you. And—because of the hurt he felt in the past at your hands—he might not be able to accept you back into his life.” I shook my head. “Eric is just a man—after all.”

“A man who hates having feelings,” she sniffled.

I laughed. “Yes. And you caused a lot in him.”

She sniffled again; it was a horrible sound.

“How could I ever have rejected him, Pam?” she asked hysterically. “I love him so much.”

“I think that Dear Abby would tell you that you and Eric are a lot alike. You don’t like having feelings much either,” I said.

“Every time I love someone . . . .” She stopped midsentence.

“They are taken from you or reject you. Or—in the case of Compton—they are duplicitous, unredeemable, soiled douchebags,” I finished for her.

She nodded in agreement.

She sniffled again.

“Doctor!” I yelled.

Ludwig seemed to appear out of nowhere.

“How is this cured?” I asked, gesturing towards Sookie’s tears and snot-filled nose with distaste.

Ludwig sighed and threw me a box of Kleenex before “popping” away again.

I handed the box to Sookie, who dutifully wiped her eyes and blew her nose. Thank God!

“You know, Eric is just as likely to choose you as he is to choose Olivia. For all of her style and grace, for all of her intelligence and education, for all of her beauty and kindness—she couldn’t have done what you did in Rhodes.”

“Because she’s not a telepath,” Sookie said.

I scoffed. “Sookie, name another person whose first thought would be to make sure the girlfriend of the man she loved was taken to safety. Name another person who would have gone further up in a bomb-filled building. Name another person who could have woken up a vampire and then tobogganed down the side of a building with him before blackmailing an ambulance driver to rescue him.”

Sookie frowned. “But I love him. I couldn’t let him die.”

“No, Sookie,” I said, shaking my head, “you wouldn’t let him die. And—trust me—when I say that that kind of tenacity and stubbornness is hotter than hell,” I leered.

She chuckled, even as she continued wiping her face of various kinds of moisture.

I stood up and looked at my slacks. I smiled when I saw that they appeared to be unharmed.

Thank the fashion gods for the doctor’s cleanliness!

“You are a strong woman, Sookie Stackhouse,” I said confidently. “And you will survive even if Eric doesn’t choose you. Moreover, his choice will not affect your worthiness.” I moved to the other side of the bed and looked down at my maker.

“He really is worth fighting for,” I said. “So do not give up before you even start. You have many merits—just as Olivia does.” I winked at her. “Don’t downplay them. Don’t deny them. Don’t discount them.”

“I want to fight for him,” Sookie said. “But I don’t want to see Olivia get hurt. She really is a good person.”

“Two women love one man,” I said dryly. “One will be hurt. That’s just mathematics.”

“But is it really fair of me to swoop in? I mean—I had my chance with him. And I blew it,” she said, shaking her head and sounding again as if she’d already lost the battle—or maybe an entire war.

I wanted to slap her again. But I refrained.

“Would Olivia not be hurt even more if Eric stayed with her only as a form of settling?” I asked, shaking my head.

“Maybe,” she relented.

I figured that was the best I was going to get from her—for now. So I changed the subject to one that was even more potentially unnerving.

“I can smell that your child is Quinn’s now.”

“I know,” she whispered. “And I also know that that means Bill’s dead.”

“Do you feel any grief for him?” I asked, trying to keep my distaste for the man from my voice.

“No,” she admitted. “But I do wish Quinn had died too—even though I know that makes me a horrible person.”

I chuckled. “Not in my eyes.”

“That’s not exactly an endorsement of my morality, Pam,” she said sarcastically. “Amelia and Claudine are trying to come up with something to cover up the baby’s scent though. The doctor is helping.”

I nodded.

“Meanwhile,” she said, “I’m stuck here—not that I would leave Eric anyway. And I feel better having this on,” she added, touching the monitor that was keeping track of her daughter’s heart rate.

She sighed and lay her head next to Eric’s leg.

“How are things, Pam? Out there?” she asked.

I shrugged. “Jennifer Cater tried to get spies into Area 5, but between Rasul and Thalia, they were neutralized.”

“Do you need me? For work?” she asked. “Sophie says that all is well every time I talk to her, but I don’t believe her.”

I smirked. “We vampires have done quite well without you for many, many years, Ms. Telepath,” I grinned.

“Don’t joke, Pam. Eric was a deterrent for attacks. We both know that. And—with the damage from Katrina . . . ,” she started.

“Sophie-Anne was even cleverer than my maker gave her credit for,” I reported. “She has called in favors, and our borders are secure. Stan is secure, and even Isabel survived—thanks to you. And your friend Barry is with them even now. Mississippi and Indiana cut their honeymoon short and are both back in their states. And Russell, Bartlett, Sophie-Anne, and Stan are staunch allies.” My voice softened. “So—we are fine out there, Sookie. Just worry about yourself and little Pam.”

“I’m not naming my baby after you,” she chuckled.

“Too bad—for her,” I said before leaving the room.

A/N: So many of you seemed curious to know what the plane ride from Rhodes to Louisiana would have been like. Sorry to you all for the time jump; however, honestly, I would imagine that the plane ride would be boring to tell you the truth. Due to Eric’s grave condition, he is in a coma of sorts as his body heals slowly. I figured that Ludwig had him in a coffin wrapped in bandages of some kind. As for Sookie, I bet the doctor sedated her (as much as was safe). It didn’t seem realistic that there would be any sort of “bedside” scene at that point, so I jumped ahead a bit in time. And we see that Eric is still in bad shape.

As for Quinn, lots of you wanted him to die in Rhodes. Sorry—that would be too easy. But his injury kept him from going after Sookie immediately.

Oh—and Bill IS definitely dead. Some of you have pointed out his cockroach like existence, but he’s truly gone in this story. LOL. (I think you are worried after what I did at the end of the UN-iverse.)

I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Thanks to those of you who are sharing your thoughts about this story.



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50 thoughts on “Chapter 17: A Medicinal Slap

  1. Jeez this story is making me feel like a right stalker. I keep hitting refresh to check my email.
    Anyhoo, it seems Olivia is making her own retreat plans, and I do feel for her. She seems such a lovely person, but for Eric she just isn’t Sookie 😓 It seems that Sookie is getting better at declaring her feelings. -perhaps Eric can hear her. Lol
    Now I have read this chapter is back to stalking my inbox in the hopes that another chapter will appear today!!

  2. Loved Pam’s POV and her smacking some sense into Sookie! While I had my moments of liking and disliking Olivia, I’m glad she has figured out pretty much who Sookie is/was in Eric’s life. is Can’t wait for more.

  3. I laughed that Eric’s favorite part is still intacted. Bless Pam. She was what Sookie needed. Sookie needs, to realize her worth. Everything Pam said was perfect. I wonder what Olivia will do? I like how Sookie has been by his bed side non-stop. I hope he wakes soon.

  4. Awesome chapter! I think that Olivia might be seeing the love between Sookie and Eric and gracefully bow out! Loving it! I wonder what Eric’s response to all this will be, when he wakes up! I hope that Quinn does not try to kidnap Sookie, now that he knows the baby is his. Hopefully he will be down with his injuries for a while longer. I wonder if Eric can hear Sookie and Pam talking! That would certainly help things. I am glad that Sookie is glad that Bill is dead. I hope that Victor died too. That would take one weapon out of Decastro’s deck. I am glad that Sookie is not upset about Bill and I am glad that she wanted Quinn gone as well. She is starting to smarten up! I hope that Amelia and Claudine find a spell to cover the babies smell soon! I can’t wait for more! This is my new fav story!

  5. Don’t know if she really needed to be slapped by Pam. Although, I know it’s wasn’t meant in a malicious way. I just think she’s been hit physically and emotionally as is. Still have love for Pam, though. Only she, can make me laugh, and cry in the same chapter. As for Olivia ,glad she realizes she can’t compete with Sookie. A bit nervous that , Eric going to continue settle though. Lost my faith in the Viking ,in this story. While, I don’t blame him for wanting to move on from pain, and heartache. I just can’t respect the way he did it. Hope to be proven wrong , and hope there’s no holding back for Sookie or Eric. Thanks again, Kat.

  6. I think Olivia has figured out how Sookie still feels about Eric. No one should feel like an outsider. It’s time to step back a bit. I feel sorry for her. To have your love not reciprocated is rough. I hope maybe Eric can hear the conversation between Pam and Sookie. Thank you for the update.

  7. (Singing) Ding Dong, the Beehl is dead. Which old Beehl? The wicked Beehl. Ding Dong the wicked Beehl is dead! (End singing). (Your earworm for the day!)

    Loved Pam in this, although perhaps slapping someone who is concussed wasn’t the best choice. 😜 Still, I’m thrilled she knocked some sense into Sookie even if she took it a little too literally! Who knew Pam could be so caring?

    Olivia really, really should walk away for her own sake. She realizes that Eric doesn’t love her the same way and that he is, in fact, in love with someone else and she’s already wondering about / regretting the kids issue. She doesn’t seem like the type of person who is lacking in self respect, so I can’t imagine why she would she want to stay with him in this situation. (I mean besides, the whole Viking sex God thing. Lol!)

    Finally, I’m going to repeat everyone else’s comments….please, please let Eric be able to hear what’s going on around him!

    Waiting for my next fix! 😍

  8. Does Olivia know Sookie has been by Eric side the whole time? I thought it was sweet Olivia wanted to check on Sookie. Why didn’t Sookie want to see her? I guess I get it. Olivia can’t just walk out on Eric, even though she might know about Sookie. That wouldn’t be fair to Eric. Just like Pam said, it might be to painful for Eric to take her back right now. Also happy that Eric didn’t give Olivia blood. Would she feel how Eric feels about Sookie? That would really hurt if he chose to stay with Olivia. We know Eric will be with Sookie right? Olivia will have to get a new job than.
    I can’t wait to find out what’s going to happen with Quinn knowing. Even with covering it up he’ll be telling everyone who will listen. Will they believe him? How do you go about that after what he was saying along?

  9. Wonderful chapter – had to gulp back more than one sob. Poor Eric, but with Pam’s comments about his condition you left me laughing. This Pam – she really is a good daughter and a true friend. Sookie should name her daughter Pamela. 🙂
    P.S. I love your comments about this chapter, as I love your writing. Thank you Kat.

    1. In the comments of the further chapter somebody has mentioned, how you are able to put this all in only 20 chapter. IMO this story could be a looooong thing – please. 😉

      1. LOL–Sorry, but it’s only 20 chapters. That’s what I needed to complete the prompt given to me, which is all I try to do in a SHORT. Plus, this SHORT became really much longer than I thought it would be.
        But I like the ending. I hope you do too when it comes. 🙂

          1. Me too, but I’m also sure, Kat will make us happy – in only 20 chapters. 😉
            But still, I can’t get enough of E+S.

            1. Its amazing how she has made this story cover so many emotions, – I have disliked Sookie, felt mildly annoyed by both Sookie and Eric and nearly sobbed for Sookie!! lol the sign of a brilliant writer! But I agree I cant get enough lol (yep read glutton)

          2. I’m with you! It seems like there could be so much more to learn about these two! Plus, after what the AP had to say about Sookie’s daughter’s future, I’d love to find out what happens, how it happens, etc. These characters and storyline are just too good.

  10. Pam’s frankness is just what Sookie needs. Part of me hopes that Eric could hear them and also that he recognised Sookie’s touch. For the baby’s sake I hope he chooses her sooner rather than later – before Quinn/de Castro get their claws into her. As much as it’s hard to support any competing love interest, Olivia’s character is admirable – well done for keeping her a ‘good guy’ when it is so easy to make her a bitch.

  11. Adore Pam –the bastion of unvarnished truth! Now….folks who have been in comas and awakened have reported they heard everything around them. I’m sure if this is the case with Eric he knows Sookie’s unguarded comments and heart. I know he will choose well. As for Olivia? Well…Pam is right -one woman will be heartbroken. But Eric can also help ease that with a little glamoring. He can’t do that with Sookie.
    Quinn —hopefully there will be someone to put that cat back in the bag…..
    Great update as always!

  12. Pam is right, Sookie doesn’t give herself any credit. Maybe a slap and a talk can help Sookie to make the decision to fight. Sookie didn’t fight for Eric before, so now is the time to fight. Granted Olivia seems to be a nice person, she isn’t for this life, supernatural life.

  13. Gotta love Pam!
    I just hope Pam’ s speech will make Sookie realise that she is worthy of Eric…
    I feel sorry for Olivia, she knows that Eric doesn’t love her like she loves him….
    Can’t wait for tomorrow!

  14. we love our snarky, playful Pammy. the come to jesus she gave Sookie was needed and it was even better with Dr. L’s backup as it being medicinal. But my favorite part was her Fruit the the Looms comment and how they protected the family jewels. still laughing. I can picture them being framed and hung at Fangtasia.
    As for Olivia, yes one woman will indeed get hurt it is inevitable. But that has to be Eric’s choice after he wakes up and talks to both woman. Love this story even though it is gonna be a shorty. KY

  15. Good awl Pam literally smacking some sense into Sookie!

    I also liked how observant she was there noticing Sookie found the only unwounded part of Eric whereas Olivia gave up. I’m glad Olivia was able to figure things out for herself realising that Sookie loved Eric. I’m glad Pam didn’t tell her to stop visiting though. It’s up to Eric when he wakes up to finally admit the truth to Olivia.

    Can’t wait for more/

  16. Framed his man panties!!!!! Too funny I was crying when I read that! Seriously though this is the first chapter that I haven’t liked Olivia. She only spends an hour with him a day!! She loves him sooo much she’s thinking about kids but only can spare an hour? Has she even thanked Sookie for saving her life? Booo bad Olivia! I no longer feel any sympathy for you girl.

    While I agreed with Pam’s lesson in tough love, I’m not totally convinced it has taken effect yet by the end of this chapter. I miss confident Sookie. Hope she starts getting loud again soon!

    1. Don’t be too mad at her. She’s spending only an hour a day b/c that’s all the doctor is letting her spend. And, unlike Sookie, she isn’t insisting otherwise. Most people would heed a doctor’s wishes, however. And–she hasn’t gotten to see Sookie yet, which has been b/c Sookie retreats to her own room AND because of Ludwig. Trust me when I tell you that she’s there whenever the doctor tells her that she can come. Even Pam acknowledges that.

  17. Despite a lot of shitty crap in my life right now that has had me leaving very few comments on any updates recently I had to say thank you for giving me a smile reading Pam’s pov. I really needed it.

  18. Poor Eric! What a nightmare… the women of this story are so strong and beautiful. Sookie didn’t start that way, but she’s come a long way, with the help of her daughter!

    Day 2 of coming up with ways to kill the tiger. You don’t want to know some of the scenarios that have popped into my brain. It’s a scary place!

  19. I’m just really going to hope that Eric was able to hear everything being talked about in the room. I’m wondering if Pam can sense his awareness through their bond? Maybe? She was very careful about how she responded to certain things asked by Olivia.
    Doesn’t matter though, I know Eric will make the right choice.

  20. I’m hopping eric will at the very least give
    Poor Olivia a really kind / good or sweet glamour.
    But i do want him to play it hard….she (Sookie) needs her come to jesus moment…

  21. I’m sure Pam could have gotten Sookie to see reason without slapping the piss outta of her. Then again that wouldn’t be are brusque, painfully honest Pam now would it lol? Sookie’s self-esteem really has taken a beating even more so when what she has heard via telepathy in factored in. Can wait to read Eric’s POV regarding his rescue and recovery!

  22. Oh, that Pam! Whatever would we do without her? Only Pam could be so brutally honest with Sookie and actually get through. Sookie continues to break my heart though, now in a different way. Maybe Pam’s talk & slaps will help her realize that she does matter and she does have worth so that she realizes she has just as much of a chance as Olivia, if not more. I can’t help but feel bad for Olivia though. Knowing what she knows, I wonder what she’ll have to say to Eric when he awakens. Eric sure has some strong, loving women in his life! Can’t help agreeing with Sookie that I wished Quinn had died, but I guess you can’t have everything. Thanks for confirming that Bill won’t be a cockroach in this story! I’m thrilled that he’s dead! That always makes me want to do a happy dance! Now let’s hope the witches can come up with something to mask that nasty tiger scent! Great chapter, ladies!

  23. This story just takes you in…Love Pam in this chapter…. Poor Olivia doesn’t have a hope for Eric to love her… Lets hope that Eric can sill hear Pam and Sookie… Until next time….

  24. Can’t help but love that Pam. 🙂 I do feel sorry for Olivia, even though Eric might choose her. She realizes that Sookie is the woman he really loves, but it’s hard to give up when your heart is so involved.

  25. Yet another ride on the emotional roller coaster. I hope Sookie does fight for Eric but it’s sad that she doesn’t think she’s worthy of him.
    I had to laugh at the ” family jewels ” being saved. Over here ( in Australia ) when we are assessing burns the body is broken up into areas of 9% . So you have 11 areas of 9% and the family jewels are 1% ( to make up 100% ). I had a chuckle thinking they’d have to reasses this cause I’m sure the gracious plenty would be considered more than 1% . Thanks again and I’m looking forward to the next update

  26. There’s our book Pamela Ravenscroft! I do so hope that Dear Pammy gets to skin the tiger!
    I like that you’ve captured Sookie’s stupidity in the books, but are allowing her to grow a bit. Pam was absolutely right in everything she said and slapped into Sookie.
    I like the name Nadia, I hope Sookie goes for it.
    I hate to see Olivia hurt, as she’s a nice and caring character, but even she realizes Eric will not be able to live her as he has always loved Sookie. I like that she put together the E/S connection, but that had to hurt her feelings. I hope that she begins to prepare herself to move forward, and maybe E/S can be supportive. I foresee an amicable split.
    Unless…Quinn gets to Olivia and convinces her that HE loves Sookie and gets her help to take Sookie outta the picture so Olivia can keep Eric. Then Pam kills the tiger, saves Sookie, and Olivia learns she’s been played. She’d probably feel bad for Sookie that Quinn used her as he did and it would STILL be amicable, though.

  27. I can’t even imagine that Eric this choice between Sookie and Olivia will be a hard one for Eric to make. He doesn’t love Olivia and never will, he is just settling for her. Even he knows that. He still loves Sookie and always will, something he has admitted to himself. I think Sookie has more than proven how much she loves Eric and how she has changed. I can’t wait until he wakes up and I hope he does when Sookie is there. Only two more chapters and so much still to happen!

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