A/N: This is a little something I have been working on in the background, but from some of the responses I had to "Enjoy The Silence" it sounds like some of you need this as much as I do. So, I have decided to break one of my rules and post something I'm still working on (I'm always scared I won't finish, but I will try very hard to do so now!). It is basically an AU to Season 4 based around Eric being with Pam instead of Sookie with his amnesia. I will try and update at least once a week, maybe more often. Let me know if there's anything from the series you'd liked to see 'fixed' :) Hope you enjoy!

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I'll Stand By You

The moment she turned and saw him watching her, she knew that something was wrong.

In the first place he was only wearing jeans, not that she minded the view but it was odd for him to not be immaculately attired – she saw to that.

In the second place he was looking at her as though he was seeing her for the first time.

Although she enjoyed the obvious admiration in his appraising look, she couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"Like what you see?" she teased giving him a better view of her attire…or lack thereof, trying to squelch her discomfort with their usual banter.

"Very much," he replied honestly.

His response gave her pause, not because of its content, but because it was genuine: no innuendo or hidden meanings of any kind, just his honest opinion.

This was not how they usually played this game.

She reached out through their bond and he shifted uncertainly, "What are you doing?" he asked, looking almost frightened.

His response told her all she needed to know.

"Do you know who I am?"

"No," he replied.

She swore under her breath, but otherwise maintained her calm façade, "Do you know who you are?"

"…No," he replied again.

"You are Eric Northman, a vampire-" she began but he cut her off.

"I know what I am," he snapped, before looking contrite, "sorry," he murmured. Her eyes widened in surprise, "You were going to tell me your name," he prompted.

"Pam," she replied quickly, still recovering from her shock. There were times when she didn't think Eric even knew the word 'sorry' let alone would ever use it.

"We are linked?" he asked carefully.

"Yes…you're my Maker," she told him.

A ghost of a smile crossed Eric's lips, "Then you are mine."

"I have to get you out of here," she said suddenly as the implications of his apparent amnesia sank in.

"But I don't want to leave you," he protested.

"Eric-"

"Please, Pam, just for tonight?" he begged, giving her his best puppy dog eyes.

"Fine," she conceded finally, albeit clearly unwilling, "one night," she stipulated.

"You won't regret it," he promised her, kissing her hand in gratitude.

Pam tried not to think about the last time he had kissed her hand, "Oh I'm sure I will," she said drily as she broke away from him.