AN: Alright, readers, here it is...the final chapter! Thank you all for sticking this thing out with us! It's been a fun ride and I truly hope you all enjoyed reading this tale just as much as I enjoyed writing and sharing it! :D- krispybee12 Butterflybelle

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EPOV

A few months later…

I down the last of my New Blood before looking down to the bottle with a small smirk. Vampires don't realize it, but the newly formulated blood synthetic now contains Roman's own special elixir that may not grant them the ability to walk in the sun, but that's not to say it doesn't have any useful side effects. Rather by accident, we discovered Roman's experiment muted vampires' senses to the Fae; a happy coincidence, really, and one Niall was simply elated to find out about. I wouldn't go so far as to say this will be enough to end the millennia-long spanning feud between our species, but it's at least one hell of a start.

"You sure you're ready for this?" Godric questions whilst taking the empty bottle from my hand before casually tossing it into a nearby recycling bin. I run my gaze over the sharp tuxedo that fits him like a glove, already looking forward to stripping him free of the posh apparel.

"Sure, why wouldn't I be?" I question, earning me an incredulous brow from my Maker as he proceeds to reach up to adjust my tie.

"You're a terrible liar, you always have been, my child," he enlightens me, only to earn a smirk in return.

"I'm a phenomenal liar, you just cheat," I enlighten him, seeing the smallest of smirks pull at the corner of his mouth. "Alright, so maybe I'm not entirely on board with this, but I'm here, aren't I? Suit and all," I reason, leaning down to press a tender kiss against his pale forehead.

Godric opens his mouth to answer back, but his words are abruptly cut off once both our attentions are caught by the sight of the small room's door swinging open beside us. Instant smiles come to both mine and Godric's faces as the sight of flowing golden locks and twinkling sapphire eyes beset within the angelic face of the woman who holds both our undead hearts comes to view. Sookie.

"I-, uh, I mean-," Sookie stammers out, having to shake her head as both mine and Godric's smiles widen, feeling a sudden mix of embarrassment and lust emanating from our momentarily perplexed love.

"Yes, we're indeed ready, Dear One," Godric answers back smoothly, earning the lightest of blushes from Sookie as the two of us proceed to pull her into our dual embrace.

"You're simply stunning, Lover," I compliment her, pressing a gentle kiss against her temple whilst drawing my eyes along the long lines of the silken, crimson gown that hugs her every gracious curve perfectly. That's my Sookie, fucking gorgeous as always.

"Thanks," she answers back, glancing up to us with a soft smile. "You two are absolutely breathtaking," she praises, earning mirroring grins just before a second feminine form darkens the doorway. Bright, russet eyes catch my softened gaze and I can honestly say my child has never looked so beautiful as she does in this very moment.

"Mind if I wait here with you?" Willa questions softly, her fingers fidgeting nervously with the bouquet of roses held within her grasp. Her nervousness is clear enough and though I've never actually 'tied the knot' myself, at least not in the traditional sense, I can still understand my child's unease.

"Of course not," I answer back easily, opening my arm wide in invitation as I proudly take in the stunning vision in white before me. "Roman truly is a lucky, lucky man," I assert, seeing a glowing smile alight Willa's face as she steps into my embrace.

"That he is," Godric concedes, raising one of Willa's hands to place a tender kiss upon her knuckles. "We'll see you out there, Young One," he assures her, before he and Sookie are exiting the room together, the two of them turning back at the last second to send us warm smiles before disappearing from sight.

"Ugh, I did not think I'd be this nervous," Willa sighs out, earning her an indulgent smile. "I'm starting to think you, Sookie and Godric had the right idea in skipping the whole traditional wedding part," she adds, earning a slight shrug from me.

"Godric and I offered," I remind her. "But, even though vampire/human marriages are now legal, the human politicians apparently still frown upon unions made up of more than two consenting adults. Fucking prudes," I scoff, earning me soft giggles from my protégé.

"Sookie didn't seem to mind though," she reminds me, finally seeming to be overcoming her nerves as she stares up at me with twinkling, brown eyes. I send her a light nod, recalling Sookie's insistence that the bonds between the three of us bind us tighter than any piece of paper ever could. Godric and I couldn't have agreed with her more.

"And that's exactly why today's celebration is so very special, my child," I remind her. "We're rejoicing, not only in yours and Roman's union, but in the love shared amongst our whole, growing family," I assert, our entire family having come to this unanimous decision together once Roman and Willa had joyously announced their engagement.

It was Willa who had insisted upon a traditional marriage, her human tendencies being what they are, and Roman was only too happy to grant his bride-to-be anything her heart could possibly desire. There's more than one reason I gave these two my blessing and my brother's willingness to see my Willa happy definitely played into my final decision; well, that, and the adamant urging of both Sookie and Godric who both seemed just over the moon about getting the chance to host this grand affair. I suppose Roman isn't the only mighty Viking to be swayed by love; Odin, save us all.

"Thanks again, Eric, for everything," Willa remarks, wrapping her slender arms around my waist to gain an affectionate smile from me. I hold her in my arms, silently hoping I've somehow managed to make up for all the wrong choices I've made where she's concerned and it's not until the sound of familiar music greets my perceptive hearing that I lean down to place a tender kiss upon my child's head before pulling away with a wide grin.

"Ready?" I question, seeing her ebony head bob perhaps a touch too quickly before I loop my arm with hers and proceed to lead her towards the door.

GPOV

I glace over the crowded yard, pulling my Sookie snuggly against me as I find myself in awe of the gathered group surrounding us. Fae, Vampires, Weres, Shifters and humans alike are assembled here together to help us celebrate not only in Willa and Roman's special day, but in the union and love shared amongst our rather eclectic, yet loving family unit.

It's truly remarkable to see Vampires and Fae, not to mention the numerous species between, sitting shoulder to shoulder with not an ounce of tension in the air and I have to smile upon realizing none of this would be possible if it weren't for my sweet Sookie and her selfless wish. This has truly been a wild ride for us all, but sitting here now, seeing the miraculous fruit of our struggle, proves to assure me it was all more than worth it.

Soft sniffling brings me back to the moment and in a flash, I have a tissue held out before my love. My smile widens upon seeing Sookie's sapphire eyes welling with joyous tears as Eric and Willa slowly make their way down the grassy aisle together and I pull my golden angel a bit closer, ever thankful for her place in my life.

"Sorry, I always cry at weddings," my love soon whispers, dabbing delicately at her cheeks as I lean closer to press a tender kiss against her temple.

"Don't worry, you're not alone, Dear One," I enlighten her, nodding towards the towering archway set up before us where Floki is visibly trying to keep his own joyous tears at bay. A soft snort sounds from Sookie as we watch Rasul grant his vampire brethren a kindly pat on the back and I find I can only smile once more whilst wondering what on earth I ever did to deserve such a loving, supportive family.

Quinn's deep voice soon cascades over the hushed crowd, the Weretiger having graciously offered his services as officiator at today's event, and the crowd falls easily under the spell of his booming speech as he proceeds to tie the lives of my son and granddaughter together for their shared eternity. I find myself stealing glances at my golden haired love, still amazed by her rather blasé attitude towards sharing in a similar ceremony with Eric and myself.

I'd truly expected her to jump at the idea of a traditional human marriage, even once we'd realized our joining would never actually be properly recognized by human law, but she was surprisingly more than content with being a spectator at tonight's event. She adamantly assured us she wanted only to share in the joy of the night with the whole of our family and friends, claiming she'd already found more than she could ever hope for in Eric and myself. She's truly remarkable, in each and every sense of the word, and I'll happily strive to show her this throughout our shared eternity.

It's the roar of the crowd that succeeds in bringing me back to the moment and my Sookie succumbs to more joyous tears once we're left watching Roman dip Willa low, his lips attached to her own. I let out a joyous cheer of my own, infinitely grateful for the fact that I'm actually here, able to join in my son's momentous night. There's so much I've missed in each of my son's lives and I silently vow to make up for this once I see Roman rising his new bride's hand high before us in triumph. They really make for a stunning couple with a love I'm sure will stand the test of time.

"How's my makeup?" Sookie questions as she dabs once more at her face to earn a wistful smile from me.

"You're just as gorgeous as ever, Dear One," I wholeheartedly assure her, seeing a small smirk play across her lips before she slips her hand into my own.

"Alright, smooth-talker," she answers back with a playful wink. "Let's go see if we can't find a seat. This crowd is insane," she reasons, proceeding to pull me along with the shuffling crowd as we make our way towards the nearby tents together.

"Miss me?" a voice whispers against my ear to leave Sookie and I both turning in time to see Eric's face appear above our shoulders. Dual kisses are placed against either of his cheeks as my golden Viking wraps his arms around us both before proceeding to lead us toward one of the nearby tables that are already quickly filling up around us.

"Ah, there she is," I hear Niall's voice remark to make me realize the prince is seated right across the table from the three of us. But then, Niall always does seem to enjoy his surprise visits. "My Sookie, you're a vision," he offers with a grin before nodding to both Eric and myself. "Gentleman," he greets, earning mirroring nods of respect from the two of us.

"Your Majesty," we greet in unison, seeing him reach across the table to take his granddaughter's hands into his own. Sookie's face alights with joy at the very sight of her grandfather and I find myself smiling indulgently, grateful for his place in my Sookie's life.

"You've truly done a marvelous job with the night's festivities," Niall commends her. "It could easily rival even one of my own royal gatherings."

"Oh, stop it," Sookie giggles out, shaking her head at her grandfather's goodhearted banter. "It's pretty cool though, right? Seeing Vampires and Fae getting along together like this," she remarks, turning her awed gaze over the diverse crowd to earn a glowing smile from Niall.

"It seems the three of you have assisted in starting a whole new era for Supernatural kind as a whole," Niall insists to earn shared nods from the three of us. "I never did get the chance to properly thank you all for your quick disposal of that monster, Ocella," he adds whilst shaking his head sadly. "To think he was sneaking around right under my own nose as he preyed upon my people, the very audacity," he scoffs out indignantly.

"He won't be causing any further problems for you or anyone else, your Majesty, this much I can assure you," I insist, seeing him nod his silvery blonde head toward me before a slow smile stretches over his face.

"Yes; of course, of course," he answers back somewhat absently before his hands disappear under the table. I tilt my head in question, looking on as he appears to pull something from his pocket and my eyes go wide upon seeing him reach across the table once more before slipping something into Sookie's palm.

"Grandfather?" Sookie questions to earn a rather devious smile from the Fae prince who leans a bit closer to press a gentle kiss upon Sookie's cheek.

"This was meant to be a wedding gift, but as you've decided against the traditional bells and whistles, I suppose you can consider it a thank you of sorts for your part in avenging the Fae that tragically lost their lives to that madman; well, that, and your willingness to alter the New Blood formula," he remarks before abruptly popping away with a playful wink.

"Sookie?" I question, watching her pull her cupped hands closer before splaying them wide before us.

"No fucking way," Eric whispers, staring down at Sookie's hands in disbelief. "Is that what I think it is, Lover?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess so," Sookie answers back, her gaze still affixed upon the small trinket held within her hands. "But where on earth do you think he found another Cluviel Dor? I thought I'd used the last one in existence," she muses, earning mirroring shrugs from both Eric and myself as I can't help but stare down at the immensely powerful compact in awe.

"How will you use it, Dear One?" I question, glancing up to see Sookie raise her face to the oblivious crowd scattered around us. A small smile pulls at her lips as her gaze settles first upon her brother, who's arm is possessively wrapped around Hoyt's waist before traveling to Pam and Jessica as the two vampiresses stealthily sneak from the tent together with echoing mischief shining in their eyes.

She then glances over to a grinning Floki and seemingly uninterested Thalia, her smile widening as my Viking son finally earns the smallest of smirks from the ever scowling vampiress. Sookie's head then turns towards the head table, where Roman and Willa are utterly lost in one another's gazes before I hear a soft sigh fall from her lips.

"I honestly have no idea," she sighs out. "Just look around us, everyone is so happy. I mean, I know it sounds totally cliché, but I honestly already have everything I could ever wish for," she asserts before leaning back into mine and Eric's embrace with a contented sigh.

"I feel exactly the same way, Dear One," I concede, pressing a light kiss to the column of her throat, knowing there is literally nothing else I could ever possibly wish for, not so long as I have my Eric and my Sookie at my sides.

"I suppose the three of us are in agreement then," Eric chimes in, reaching down to trace his finger over the jade glass, a thoughtful visage etched over his face. "Perhaps we should just keep it locked away for now, maybe we'll find need for it in the future," he suggests, earning mirroring nods from both Sookie and myself.

"Yeah, I like that idea," Sookie agrees, proceeding to slip the magical trinket into her purse with a rather wistful smile. "Lord knows more trouble is probably waiting right around the corner; I somehow seem to attract it wherever I go."

"Don't I know it," Eric teases back, leaning down to press a soft kiss upon her lips. "Though, if you think you could refrain from stepping into trouble for at least a month or two, I'd be eternally grateful, Lover," he suggests, earning low laughter from Sookie and I as I find myself nodding in agreement.

"I second that notion," I chime in, earning a playful smirk from Sookie as she shakes her head at the two of us.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll try to stay out of trouble," she agrees before her golden head tilts in thought. "Though, we could always choose to use it for something else entirely," she suggests to leave Eric and I sharing a puzzled look.

"By all means, Lover, if you have a suggestion, lay it on us," Eric insists, earning us a devious smirk from our shared love before she stands from the table with a languorous stretch.

"I was just thinking," she starts as I feel her welling excitement building up between us. "You both just married off a son and daughter respectively, and well, maybe you'd be willing to, I dunno, do this again one day," she suggests, earning only furrowed brows from both Eric and myself.

"Lover, I seriously doubt Pam will ever consider walking down the aisle," Eric reasons. "And who the hell knows what's going on with Floki and Thalia," he adds just as Sookie begins tracing small circles over her abdomen, a bright twinkle flashing from behind sapphire eyes. Oh…

"Surely you don't mean-," I start, seeing Eric's jaw drop in shock before the two of us are left staring up at Sookie in matching bewilderment.

"Well, it was just a suggestion, I mean, there's no reason not to think we couldn't someday start a family of our own," she reasons just before I feel a spike of anxiety emanating from her. "We don't have to, I mean, of course you both have a say. Oh God, just-," her frantic rambling is abruptly cut off once Eric and I have her squeezed between us in a crushing embrace.

"Dear One," I remark through a remarkably wide grin just before my apparently elated child proceeds to march us straight from the tent.

"Hey! What-," Sookie giggles out as she begins to wiggle wildly in our dual hold. We only secure our dual hold upon her before proceeding to resolutely march her towards the nearby mansion.

"You already said it, Lover, no taking it back now," Eric enlightens her, our growing lusts already thrumming through our shared bonds. "The three of us are in the baby making business now!"

"I didn't mean we had to start right away! I didn't even use my wish yet!" Sookie giggles out, earning firm headshakes from both my child and myself as we continue to carry our shared love over the threshold of the mansion that's gradually become to feel like home in these last months.

"Ah, but practice makes perfect, Dear One," I reason, earning a smoldering grin from my love who now seems entirely on board with our lustful plans. She only proves this further once she takes both our hands firmly into her own before granting a tender kiss to each of our palms.

I stare down to her, catching that same startling, sapphire gaze that first greeted me upon my return to this earthly plane and find I just can't wipe the smile from my face, knowing my golden angel will only continue to pour her blessings over me throughout our shared eternity; starting, perhaps, with a chance at fatherhood, just another miracle made possible by my sweet Fae. What ever could the fates have in store for the three of us next?

THE END