Fenrir could not just let her disappear. He would not let her do so without facing her one final time, without owning up to his mistakes, however unintentional they may have been. He felt serious, somber—more so than usual—because he knew what and who would likely be discussed. However, it was hard to maintain such an attitude with Agmundr and Brynhildr in tow. He had not brought them as a shield, but because he thought Sookie would genuinely enjoy seeing them.
He grunted at Sookie’s words, just when Brynhildr pulled at his hair—the babies were both strapped to him, Agmundr at his front, Brynhildr at his back. He preferred it this way, it allowed him freedom of movement, and his pups seemed to enjoy the closeness it allowed. Agmundr did, especially so. Their body temperatures were lower than his because they were only half-wolf; his heat comforted them.
He did not respond to her words—agreeing would make him seem as if he were ingratiating himself to her. If she were to give any sort of forgiveness, she would give it, and foolish actions would bring him nothing. He kept his eyes on her face, forcing himself not to admire the sight of her breastfeeding.
“Sookie,” was all he said. He grunted again as Brynhildr kicked at his back, looking around wildly, shrieking because she had caught the scent of other babies. Agmundr was also roused by their nearness, gurgling up at Fenrir and smiling, tugging at the black fabric of his turtleneck.
Sookie had never heard or seen from him after she left the cabin, knowing it had not been on good terms. The confusion he always gave her did not cope well with a pregnant woman. The times of being quiet, of the feeling of being shut out, of feeling just alone in the cabin had been too much. Sookie had left and had never thought he would show up. Even more on her land with two babies.
God, he had two babies of his own? Who was the mother? Though she was more concerned if they would get burned out in this heat of a sun. She motioned for him to get closer, “Did they get a nice coating of sunscreen? It gets really hot around here and I keep these two in diapers and a light t-shirt.” Let her twins squirm around and find comfort away from the heat of the sun.
“Fenrir, come inside before the babies start waking up the birds and getting a nice tan,” she answered, slowly making her way up from the porch swing and still holding the twins in each arm. She would have to take one to their baby swing and ease them into it before holding the second. “Who is the mother?”
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Sookie wondered if what she saw was her imagination, but maybe after her long shift it might just be a ghost. Was that someone from a movie? She could not put her place on it, but she swore she saw him in a film or two. “Excuse me, but are you someone famous?”
Eric smirked at that, knowing his progeny’s despite for the blonde in the driver seat, he had to give her that. Though at her question, Eric looked over to her before shrugging. “I’ve never been one much for boyfriend material, Sookie. You of all people should know that..” He trailed off then, leaving it at that.
Yes, she all of people knew that and knew the landmines she could step in for mentioning it. She was the one to walk away if only to try and land on her two feet. For that, she hurt him and Bill, though she had not talked to Bill in a while and had no reason to talk to him. “No, you’re wrong, you are good boyfriend material. Just depends on who you want to be a boyfriend to,” she muttered, making her way down the highway towards her house.
Eric kept his eyes on the road as he listened to her speak. Mood in a slight indifference, Eric nodded accordingly as she spoke, paying mind to her words. Turning to look at her as she she directed a question to him, the vampire spoke. “I haven’t kept with the attendance of the clubs, you’d have to ask Pam. Though no talk of it being empty, so I trust it’s well.”
“If I ask Pam anything, she might roll her eyes or have her hands around my throat,” she replied, remembering well the many hated looks thrown her way. Sookie licked her lips, finding it was better than chewing on them until they were bleeding, but it helped her think and ask him a few more questions. “So…how are things lately with the vampires and yourself? Anyone claiming you are their boyfriend?”
Eric rolled his eyes, annoyed, idly putting on the seat belt, he couldn’t help his lip curve in a smirk at Sookie. “I don’t mind the silence.” He said dismissively, about the radio. “You go ahead and put it on something.” He told her, eyes looking out the window as she drove. “Or you could talk. Talk about whatever.” He said, he didn’t care what the topic was, but he’d listen to her voice.
Talk about whatever? He was either in a great mood to her nonsense coming out of her mouth or something was wrong. “Just been a busy week since summer is coming around. Hotter weather means more people are coming into Merlotte’s to drink down something cool. More people are visiting and tourists make up a lot of my tips.” Sookie tapped her forehead, “And more of them complaining in their heads about not getting the ‘Southern experience’ of mint juleps, Civil war reenactments, and women in hoop dresses. Is business picking up with you?”
“So you’ve proven to me more times than once.” Eric said not looking at her. He had no need to, eyes on the road ahead as he waited for her to start the car. He would only indulge the seatbelt for her sake, though he couldn’t help but to give her a look as if to say he wouldn’t be harmed. “Really?”
“Sometimes acting like a damn fool for it,” she murmured, sliding behind the steering wheel of her car. She stroked her car, knowing it had gotten her out of plenty of jams, and survived her reckless driving. “You can tune the radio to any station you like,” she answered by way of easing him in and giving him a once over. “I am not going to get pulled over because I drove someone around without a seatbelt.” She smiled at the thought of an office giving Eric a ticket before she pulled out of her parking spot, checking both sides, before putting it into Drive, and speeding off.
She didn’t have to tell him twice. Though, a little warning before she turned the damn things on. He wasn’t surprised she turned him down. Truth be told, he only said it to push her buttons. Clint couldn’t help it. It was a little bit too fun.
Barton arched his eyebrow as she began explaining. Jesus Christ, what kind of people did she date? “Ehh.. unregistered? No. Why?” That’s when he noticed the cop car. “I guess someone else doesn’t like your driving either.” he teased.
“My brother,” she muttered, glancing in the mirror once more before seeing Jason would not let her get away with speeding. She saw him turn on the headlights and the siren, before driving away from the gravel road. Shit, she wanted to avoid her brother once more trying to intimidate Barton. “You better hope he does not want to body search you. He leaned the proper way and considering you are in a car with me, he might think you are taking me hostage.”
With another sigh, Sookie pulled off the road, putting the car in park, and waiting for Jason to start his movement to them.