Up All Night: Chapter 16

Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.

Thanks to the researcher who have contributed to runestones.com for helping me understand a little more. This chapter is short. Just warning you now. All mistakes are my own.

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Chapter 16

Eric’s POV

Eric paced the kitchen until Pam got home.

She frowned. “What’s going on with you? Trouble in paradise?”

“Paradise?” he replied and then shook his head. “No, Sookie and I are fine. I’m,” he paused and pointed to the crown and open book still on the table in the front room.

“You’re what?” Pam tilted her head. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m part fairy.”

“What?”

Eric rushed to the book and pointed to the page while Pam read over his shoulder. “My father was Håkan the Red.” He traced his father’s name with his fingertip. “His mother, Atla, died giving birth to him.”

“Atla was Fae?”

Eric shook his head. “No. I wouldn’t have known if I hadn’t spoken to Niall.”

“When did you see Niall?”

“You were out with Marie when he came into the bar. We talked about the past. He’s having trouble with Breandan again.”

“I don’t understand what this has to do with your heritage,” Pam interjected.

He grunted. “That’s what I’m trying to tell you. Niall told me that Breandan is going to wipe out all fairy hybrids, something about it stealing their Fae magic. He mentioned that Breandan is a hypocrite since he had a human lover a long time ago. Atla.”

“Holy shit!” Her eyes widened. “You’re Breandan’s grandson?”

Eric nodded.

“Does he know?”

“I don’t think anyone does. Breandan might not have known Atla was with child. You know how the Fae have no concept of time passing in this realm. Niall spoke as if we’d just seen each other yesterday, but it’s been a century.”

“I remember,” Pam said, a shudder moving through her body. The battle had been long and bloody. Drunk on fairy blood, they had barely escaped a true death.

“Breandan’s father died, leaving him in charge of the water Fae. He’s waging war again.”

“But because Niall killed his son, that means you’re his heir!”

“And I’m in love with his rival’s granddaughter, Sookie.”

And you’re a vampire. Wait, Sookie is Niall’s granddaughter?”

He nodded. “I’m sure he’ll be very proud,” he said wryly. He turned his attention back to the crown. “I wish I could read this,” he said.

“They’re runes, right? You can. We have the whole world of knowledge at our fingertips,” she said before retrieving her laptop.

“Of course. Why didn’t I think of that? I was just researching Breandan!”

“You’ve been a little preoccupied. All we have to do is find a site that has…” she trailed off and smiled. “Here it is. Each of these symbols means something.” She picked up the crown and squinted.

“This piece is different,” he said, pointing out the medallion.

Pam’s eyes scanned the page. “This symbol means water, or the sea.” She pointed to a carving that looked like a backward seven. “And this one,” she rubbed her finger into the grooves of an X, “means love or marriage.” Four smaller runes were carved below. “These ones,” she scrolled up and down on the page, “mean Odin, Tyr, water, and Odin again.” She frowned. “That doesn’t make any sense.”

Eric read over her shoulder. “Each rune has a phonetic sound. Those each represent a letter in her name: Atla.” He got a knife and used the blade to pry open the fine prongs holding it in place. Years of dust flaked away from the edges of the medallion when he popped it out. The piece seemed to give off pulses of energy in his palm. “It feels different… almost alive.”

Pam frowned and held her hand out to him, waiting for her turn to touch it, but when he placed it in her palm, the same expectant look remained on her face.

“Can you feel it?” he asked.

“Feel what?” She closed her hand around it but didn’t react. “It’s not different for me.”

He turned it over in her palm and they looked at the engraving on the back composed of an intricate series of symbols he’d never seen before. “What do you suppose this means?”

She shrugged. “They’re not runes, and they don’t look like any language I’ve seen.”

“I want to find out what they mean, and I know someone who can help.”

* * * *

“Are you coming with me?” Eric asked Pam as they sat outside a dark apartment building.

“I wouldn’t miss it,” Pam replied.

They walked up three flights of stairs silently and knocked. A chorus of crickets serenaded them while they waited, but the door didn’t open. The faint sound of a television filtered through the door.

Eric knocked again. Harder. Louder.

Pam turned her head and cupped her ear against the door. “Maybe she’s not—”

The door jerked open suddenly. Dim light spilled out, illuminating the squat form still holding the doorknob. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” Dr. Ludwig asked in a flat voice. She tightened the belt on her My Little Pony robe and sighed.

Eric bowed deeply. “My apologies. I need your help.”

Dr. Ludwig craned her head, looking down the corridor. “What do you need this time?”

“May we come in?” Eric asked politely.

Ja. Won’t you please come in?” She shuffled inside and turned the T.V. off. Once she was behind her desk, she motioned to the two chairs opposite her. “I need a real office,” she said, motioning around her apartment. “So no one disturbs me while I’m trying to watch Six Feet Under in my pajamas.”

“I love My Little Pony,” Pam said.

“Meh, when you are as short as I, you don’t have much choice.” She cleared her throat. “Now, what can I help you with? Are you unhappy with the protection spell on your house? I’ve known that witch for years.”

“The protection spell has worked fine, but I do need to fortify it.”

“I will contact Octavia and let her know. Should I tell her to plan on tomorrow night?”

“Yes, that would be wonderful,” he said.

She smiled and pushed away from the desk. “If we’re finished—”

“I also came to show you this,” he said, sliding the medallion across her desk. The moment it left his hand, the vibrations stopped, making his skin twitch.

Dr. Ludwig scowled as she picked it up. “I can’t help you with this. I don’t read runes.”

“Oh, we’ve already—” Pam started, but Eric squeezed her knee, stopping her short.

“The other side interests me. It’s in a language I’ve never seen before.”

Dr. Ludwig’s plump fingers gripped the flat piece of metal and turned it over. She frowned and bent a lamp closer. “Where did you get this?”

Pam looked at Eric, but said nothing.

“A friend of mine.”

She narrowed her eyes, making them almost disappear. “I didn’t realize you were friends with a fairy.”

Eric and Pam exchanged a glance before he asked, “What does it say?”

She sighed before she got up and retrieved a large leather-bound book. “Some of the words I know, others I will have to look up.”

“We can wait,” Eric said.

“It will take a while,” Dr. Ludwig warned.

They still had several hours before the sun would rise. “We can wait.”

* * * *

Eric and Pam rested while they waited, conserving energy.

Dr. Ludwig rubbed her eyes before she spoke, “It’s a love poem.”

“What does it say?” he asked.

Dr. Ludwig ran her fingers across the engraving as she read from the notes she’d jotted down. “I cannot do it justice, I’m sure much is lost in translation.” She cleared her throat. “The tide rises and falls, bringing us together. The sea calls to me, but I love you more than life itself.” She sighed. “There are two more lines that are similar. The sea and love and being pulled apart. Your fairy friend,” she asked, “how does that work? Don’t you want to kill her?”

Eric frowned and then understood her meaning. “Oh. She’s not that kind of friend.”

Dr. Ludwig pushed the medallion across to him. Eric stood and set a pile of cash on her desk before picking it up. “Thank you for your help.”

She tucked the cash into a desk drawer and stood to show them out. “Until next time,” she said.

“Oh. One more thing,” Eric said, pausing in her doorway. “Did it feel strange in your hand?”

She snorted. “Of course not. I’m not Fae.”

* * * *

Eric remained silent for the drive back to their house.

“What are you going to do now?” Pam asked once they got home.

“Sleep. In the evening, I’ll… I’ll…” He sighed. “I’m not sure what I’ll do.”

“Does Sookie know?”

He shook his head. “No. But I need to tell her. Will you work my shift?”

“Of course,” Pam said.

At home, they went their separate ways and got ready for the coming day. He held the medallion in his hand while he slept, and for the first time in over a thousand years, he dreamt.

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Happy Friday! On to Up All Night: Chapter 17

66 thoughts on “Up All Night: Chapter 16

  1. Meridian says:

    Awwww, I love that he was able to dream! Seeing Pam being so helpful and supportive was awesome, too. I can’t wait to see where all this leads. I love a good mystery…! Great job!

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    • Thank you so much! Dreaming is good. I think I might write a dream sequence for him in the future. 🙂 I love Pam. She’s a good egg. There are places I’m going that I haven’t even thought of yet, so hold on to your hat. It’s gonna be a bumpy ride! 🙂 Thanks so much for reviewing!

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      • Meridian says:

        You know I’d love to read about Eric dreaming of fighting then killing Russell Edgington and his Dogs (that’s like a bad band name…), and maybe Eric could take out a wild Were-bunny or two? Just for funsies? I love how involved this story going to go and can’t wait for the road-map! 😀

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      • This story is so pre-revelation that Russell Edgington isn’t even on the map yet. 🙂 As for the rest of it…I hope you like where I take it, since the map is still unfolding in my brain. 🙂

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      • Meridian says:

        Well, since I have a secret crush on your brain I’m sure I’ll enjoy what’s sure to be a fantastic journey.
        …even if there IS a sad lack of Were-bunnies and Were-kangaroos… 😀 Were-opossums? Were-lemurs? WERE-POODLES!

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      • Werelemurs have got to be the cutest things I’ve ever imagined!!!

        You’ve got a secret crush on my brain? I’m flattered…and kind of turned on. 🙂

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      • Meridian says:

        Just imagine all the little Werebunnies and Werelemurs all playing around in the jungle with little Wereworthogs and Were…wait, where was I?

        I’ll even provide the background music of choice when I take your brain out on our imaginary dates, and there’ll be candles and flowers (the ones you’re not allergic to because I’m all considerate and shit), and your brain can have chocolate and I’ll just sit there and gaze creepily into your visual cortex.

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      • Here I am, trying to maintain my composure and you get into not ONLY werelemurs and wereworthogs frolicking around, but ALSO a detailed description of my brain’s date with you. Gazing creepily into my visual cortex?? That’s pure gold right there. You’re safe with flowers from a florist (for the most part), since I’m allergic to the wind-pollinated ones that aren’t showy. They’re all, “We don’t need bees, we’re gonna dump a truck-load of our sperm in the air! Ha! Suckers!!!” I’m not fond of wind-pollinated plants and their persistence in trying to rape my sinuses. No means no, sagebrush!

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      • Meridian says:

        Ha! I shall gladly commiserate with you. Since when are their little spermies welcome in MY body?? NEV-A!
        Those WEEDS (yes, I’m trying to be verbally insulting to them) are freakin’ cute little rapist generators! FIE UPON THEM AND THEIR WINDBORN SLEAZE ATTACKS!
        Creepy visual cortex gazing is highly underrated. However, shit gets serious when you bring the hypothalamus into the game – that’s like scoring a home run…better watch that little devil…

        *grabs handy dandy can of SAGEBRUSH-B-GONE*

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      • I didn’t invite weedy sperm into my body either. They’re just so inconsiderate! Thanks goodness for Allegra and Zyrtec…which I guess are like spermicidal drugs in this analogy. Ew.

        I had no idea what I was missing until now. Creepy visual cortex gazing is at the top of my list of ways to woo a girl now. 🙂

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      • Meridian says:

        CVCG takes practice but is at the same time deceptively deceptive. Or something. #blametheallegra

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      • Now you’ve gone and confused me again… Deceptively deceptive?

        I would never blame Allegra, it’s the only thing that keeps me from wanting to claw my face off in the fall when big sage blooms. 🙂

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      • Meridian says:

        Should I prepare the honeymoon suite for you and Allegra? There could be organic wines (is that a thing?), maybe some nibbles (take that how you want), and a few hot-house roses (guaranteed allergy-free or free tissues for a month)…
        The only thing that helps me is the old standard 1st-gen Benedryl, and then I’m bathed in anti’fog…and no, the colors don’t even move – they just sit there being all blurry. I do have to say that Alaway (allergy eye drops) are fuck-awesome, though. They deserve their own imported coffees and cheeses, and maybe a few roses, too…
        STOP CREEPY-STARING AT ME! THE ALAWAY IS MINE!! *sniff*

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      • I use Alaway too! But only when the pollen counts get so high that Allegra, Zyrtec, and Flonase don’t touch it. It’s magical stuff. I sound like a drug rep or something.

        And yes, Allegra and I would like some time alone, if you don’t mind! 🙂

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      • Meridian says:

        *quietly dims lights and pulls door to*

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      • For some reason, Strangers In The Night is playing in my head…too many movies from the 80s. 🙂

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      • Meridian says:

        Ella Fitzgerald’s Someone to Watch Over Me is good, too…

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      • Yes, it seems quite fitting! 🙂

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  2. ozzo says:

    MORE! please!

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  3. suzyq591suzy says:

    Wow I love this twist sorta Hatfield and McCoy and star-crossed lovers right 🙂 can’t wait to find out Sookies reaction.

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  4. saldred75 says:

    ooo, is it a cluv dor (sorry about the spelling)?

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  5. campyrs says:

    Well that was interesting! I can’t wait for the next chapter. Thank you!

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  6. theladykt says:

    ooh the plot thickens. Lol for my lttle pony robe

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  7. VictoryInTrouble says:

    Oh goodness, I wonder what he dreamt about! I’m glad he got some answers and I wonder how Niall and Sookie will take this news!

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  8. gyllene says:

    This just gets more and more interesting! I love that Eric got to dream. I hope it was a good one. Very exciting news in this chapter. I wonder how Sookie and Niall will take it.

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  9. sluggysmom says:

    Oh my goodness!!! I can hardly wait until next Friday!!

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  10. patsy1965 says:

    Wow, color me intrigued 😉 This story just keeps getting more intricate with each chapter. Keeps me waiting for Fridays on pins and needles. I think Pam sincerely meant that she loved My Little Pony 😉 Thanks for the chuckle. patsy

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  11. nicolle1977 says:

    I can’t wait for sookie to find out!

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  12. Natsgirl says:

    Wonderful. The plot thickens!

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  13. duckbutt60 says:

    Sounds like Eric got his version of a Cluval Dor –hmmm…wonder if Naill has any further illumination?
    Great curve ball you’ve thrown us!
    Pat

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  14. mom2goalies says:

    Wow! Such a curve ball thrown. I want to know what he dreams, hopefully you’ll share it? Can’t wait to hear what Naill has to say but maybe this will bring peace? Kinda like arranged marriages to join forces and make stronger allies.
    It’s gonna be a long week waiting for next update, sigh.

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    • Don’t worry, I’ll spend the next week writing furiously so you have lots to read. 🙂 And yes, I’ll be writing a dream sequence (by popular demand!). You are so right about so many things. Just don’t tell anyone, okay? 🙂 Thanks so much for reviewing!

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  15. redjane12 says:

    looooove this very unexpected twist… it sounds as if sookie and eric’s ‘union’ could mean peace between the fae factions but also with humans, vamps… perhaps Brendan will get a clue? see the error of his ways?

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  16. ashmo2000 says:

    Hm, perhaps Eric can stop the fairy war with just an introduction to his grandfather Breandan. Then again with Eric now being a vampire it may cause a whole other war. I hope Sookie’s in the listening mood after her meeting with Niall.

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  17. ericluver says:

    Are we going to get to know what he dreams about? Great chapter 😀

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  18. askarsgirl says:

    I love the idea that Eric is part Fae!

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  19. murgatroid98 says:

    Yeah, longer would have been nice but there was some good information in this chapter. I love the My Little Pony robe , it’s too cute imagining it on Dr. Ludwig. Thanks for the link to the rune site. I have the book, Taking Up The Runes ,but haven’t spent much time with it.

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    • I know…longer is ALWAYS better. 😉 I didn’t want to overload him with too much info, so I had to keep it short. I cracked myself up while I wrote the Dr. Ludwig scene, so I’m glad you enjoyed it too! I’m sure I totally butchered the rune reading, but I tried my best to research a little before writing. Thanks so much for reviewing!

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  20. Kittyinaz says:

    Reblogged this on Kittyinaz's Reblog Page and commented:
    So many shocks. and is that a Cluviel Diur or however you spell it?!?!?! Lessons to be learned… and now to tell Sookie…

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    • Thank you so much for reblogging! 🙂 I’m so glad I can surprise and delight you. And no…not a Cluviel Dor (or however you spell it), just a token of love that will be tremendously important later. 🙂 Thank you so much!

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  21. nedbella says:

    I’m really enjoying this story. I’m sooooo looking forward to reading what a Eric dreams.

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  22. valady1 says:

    Breandan loved Atla enough to write poetry about her and his love, yet now seeks to eradicate all part fae. Something that, at least on the surface seems too horrible to imagine. Would he condone the killing of his own descendant by her I wonder? I enjoyed the runes and though this is a short chapter, it has a lot of important information. And I had to laugh at visual of Ludwig in that bathrobe.

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    • Breandan has everything mixed up and has let his grief consume him. Sometimes when your heart breaks, it heals crooked, damaged. That’s what I imagine has happened to him. I’ll get back to him…eventually. 🙂 I’m sorry it was so short, I tried like crazy to think of other things to add, but it seemed like enough for him to deal with all at once. I can’t overwhelm my Eric. 🙂 I loved the idea of her in a MLP bathrobe, so I’m glad you did too. 🙂 Thanks so much for reviewing!

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