Chapter 16

Epilogue

(Well kind of. This particular story is finally complete but it was only really a week in the life of Sookie and her friends. There will I am sure be more stories. For definite there will be Sookie getting to know her family, Amelia having a hairy misadventure, and Holly's Wedding and pre wedding mishaps).

A month had passed since the battle. Sam's leg had healed quickly thanks to Pam. Merlotte's had been repaired, there wasn't too much damage thanks to the Supes who joined the fight and kept things from getting too far out of hand. It had even been refurbished (ok a lick of paint and reupholstered chairs and booths). I wondered if Eric had footed the bill, in gratitude. Fangtasia too had gone through a subtle makeover, the bathrooms had been refurbished, the colour scheme made a little less gothtastic and a little more classy. I think that Harmony's club had shown Eric and Pam that you didn't have to stick with the cliché's to ensure your patrons continued presence. The bar its self was nearly untouched except the front panel where there was usually sleek metal, now was a thick pane of glass revealing Eric's culinary masterpieces, and of course central to his collection was Sookie's peach pie I'm not kidding, that's what he called it. Sadly even I don't know what his secret ingredient is, but it certainly draws in a crowd. Oh and the goons from the fellowship of the Sun who survived? Well, let's just say they won't be bothering any Supernatural folks anytime soon, Harmony made sure of that...

Oh you may be wondering what happened with Rachel and Pam, well Rachel's visa ran out so she went home, and Pam convinced Sam to go out with her, and since she saved his life, he accepted, plus I think he has a crush on her.

Tray and Amelia set a date for their wedding. Oh and I still have to be maid of honour for Holly. Next week we're having a bachelorette party for her. My Great aunt Harmony and I are going to meet up soon, and maybe I'll get some answers I could never get from Niall.

A week ago I had been so scared of talking to Eric, not because I was afraid of loving him, but because I was afraid that I if I found out how he really felt, and if he couldn't love me back that would hurt, maybe more than I could bare. Walking a figurative mile in his shoes showed me more about him than I could ever have found by talking. He loves me and for now at least, I'm not going to worry about the future. I'm glad I met Todd and Dahlia, even if we had to endure a battle with the fellowship to meet them.

I was glad to be back in my own body, not that being undead had been all bad, but seriously, no coffee, no pie, no sunshine, no way! Well, not for now anyway...

I glanced over at my Viking lover, glad he was himself again.

Eric was dead once more, dead and loving it. At every opportunity he would dart from room to room enjoying his speed, he picked me up dancing us around my place, and the sex, well. It had never been better...

(Thanks so much for reading and reviewing it means a lot, especially since it's my first fanfiction x).