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"You may enter." I said as pissed off as I felt. "Pamela, my most trusted child, do you wish to displease me?"

As Pamela walked into the office I noticed that she was not looking down, but boring into my eyes with laughing ones.

As she started to come closer I could feel the desk starting to splinter under my tapping fingers, Pamela must have heard it because that was when she whispered to me.

"Sherriff?" Pamela bowed her head now so she was looking down. Wise decision.

"Pamela what do you know of Sophie –Anne sending the one William Compton into Area 5?" I asked.

The look off her face was not one that I had expected. Which leads me to believe there might be more that my child is not telling me?

"Master," she started, "William Compton and I have met one another over time. I saw him at the Queen's estate a little over a month ago. People were talking that he was planning on mainstreaming, others say the Queen has put him on a secret mission of her own." She said, uncertain of how I would take it.

That was not the information that I have heard, or been told by Bill. What was so good about Bill that the Queen would assign him a mission of her own? And to Bon Temps! The place is a breeding ground for backwards trash! There was more to this than I have been informed.

My desk broke beneath my fingers. Great.

It was at that point Pamela started laughing, gasping for air like she really needed it.

"You..... broke....the.....desk..." She was laughing so much, I just waited until she stopped before I continued.

"Pamela," I started. She snapped out of her laughing frenzy so immediately and replied, "Pam, sheriff my name is Pam, now." She said "now" with the smallest voice.

"Pam," I said softly and as calmly as possible while standing up and walking around the broken desk, "Do you wish to explain to me, as your Sherriff and your Maker, why you felt this information about Bill Compton would not be needed in light of Bill coming into my AREA?" Alright, I wasn't as calm as I thought I would be.

Pam looked at me with wide eyes and I thought I saw a flicker of something?

I disregarded it and made my way over to the couch, and started again.

"Pam, I am trying to get all the facts together. Did Bill come into my area after Sophie-Anne had sent him on a secret mission, again in my area?" I said this time calmly.

"I cannot know Master. I do not think so." She continued. "Like you said, he is in Bon Temps, Master." She added promptly.

Perhaps he really does want to mainstream, some do and are doing really well I hear. That life is not for me though. I like drinking my blood warm and fresh, while taking them on my, well, used to be desk.

That reminds me.

"Pam, I think we may need to keep an eye on Bill and his mainstreaming, activities. "And most importantly, "Pam, I will be requiring a new desk." I added while touching my fangs with my tongue thinking of the beauty brunette I will be having tonight.

Pam was hiding something from me and when she spoke I knew it to be true.

"Of course Master, we will keep a watchful eye on him, and as for the desk, well, I will send out ginger." She said and gave a wink.

Pam

Pam started laughing again and I had a feeling this was going to be bad, very bad.

"Master," she started. This was worse than very bad, Pam never calls me Master unless something is very right, or very, very wrong. I am leaning towards the later.

"Why did you not tell me that there is to be a wedding?" she was trying not to laugh. "I am your child and your business associate, and I had to hear from the, from the....... Bride" She was in right form tonight.

"Pam, to what are you talking about?" I said somewhat angry and confused.

"Ginger. Sherriff, Ginger is telling people you," she winced, Pam winced, "made love to her." The smile that was consuming her face was nothing if not like a Cheshire cat.

"WHAT," I roared into air and made my way to the door. Ginger was strutting up to the door when I grabbed her, pushed her into the office, commanded Pam out and tilted Gingers neck and tore at the skin as savagely as I could knowing it would cause her pain.

Stupid, no good backwards trash and blood warmer of a human.

Ginger was screaming out so I removed my mouth and looked into her eyes.

Glamour

Every vampire could glamour anyone they desired to do anything they wanted. Ginger was no exception.

"Ginger," I started, "You have never had sex with me, never," wince, "made love with me, you have never even spoken to me, you do not know me. My name is Eric. You have been working at Fangtasia, "this could be fun, "your will befriend a human woman named Belinda, you understand Ginger?" I was still holding her gaze when I noticed all the blood was still coming out of her neck."

"Yes master, I understand." She replied while coming to and pursing her lips in a seductive way.

I started to lean forward, to take a taste again.....

The blood was distracting again and stirring all kinds of different hungers. I had no intention of taking her on my couch, or anywhere for that matter.

"Ginger, why don't you go and get cleaned up? " Humans like to keep up appearances and I don't think I could tolerate acting as though I give a damn about this human anymore than necessary.

As ginger was leaving the office Pam was coming back in.

"The desk will be here in 15 minutes. I take it the wedding is cancelled?" Pam was snickering, "I guess I will have to return the drapes, towels and shower curtain I bought?"

How could she think it was funny, did she not know me? I am Eric Northman, Viking and Sherriff of Area 5!

"Oh Sherriff, you know I just like to get a rise out of you." My eyebrows shot up. "Not like that Eric, Sherriff. You know, one day you are going to find someone who is going to make you relax. You know, you may even get married one day?" She finished

When I looked at Pam to see her laughing at me or snickering, I saw none of that. Just her face set as it normally is. Was she serious? Again..... Viking...

"Pam, do not speak such things." I said with as much authority as possible.

Just as I said that, Long Shadow, our bartender and my other business associate, walked into my office, looked at my desk and took a seat on the couch like Pam.

"Sherriff, the bar isn't doing as well tonight, will you be making an appearance so we can announce it to the vermin?" long Shadow and Pam said together.

That made me smile.

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Over the next few weeks, I couldn't stop thinking about my "talk" with Pam. Was I really that opposed to having a companion? I like sex, if I used the word "love" at all, that's how I would describe it. It was frowned upon in my world to have a Vampire relation with another Vampire. I could not even consider a human relation. Winey, pesky, needy and vile things they are and then they die. The only good thing they are for is to fuck and feed.

Pam

Sherriff?

A minute later Pam arrived in my office wearing a knee length purple dress with white heels designed to match.

"Pamela, I have asked you not to wear that attire at Fangtasia," Pam was about to protest, "Thought you look absolutely delectable." I let my fangs come out. I do love it when she dresses all suburban.

"Thank you Sherriff. I do not understand why these humans think we all dress in that." She said pointing to the thigh high heel black boots and long fitting black velvet dress. Pam tells me it would make a nice gown if I will allow her to sow the thigh high splits on both side and the plunging neckline that goes to her waist.

I told her no. It is a good marketing strategy and one that we all have to abide by.

While Pam was dressing I was having thoughts about Mates and Bonding. I have not had these thoughts in nearly 1000 years.

Damn Pam.

"Pam, I called you in here not for your opinion in dressing." How could I word what I was about to say?

"Pam, have you ever had a Mate?" I finally said.

I never thought it would happen. Pamela. Pam. The Pam was speechless.

"I ah," she looked like she was trying to form the right words in her head. I think I really did shock her. I may have to do this more often.

"Eric, I had a Mate some hundred years go. I am not the person to be asking. Nor have I ever been bonded." She said trying to form the words as she was thinking them.

"Where has this come from Sherriff?" She finally asked.

"I was giving some thought to Mates." I replied as fast as possible.

But knowing Pam, she was not going to let this go so easily.

Just as Pam was about to start on me Ginger came into my office without knocking asking me if they could open Fangtasia now.

Reluctantly I rose out of my chair gave Pam a once over and told her to get to work.

As Pam was about to leave my office she turned to me and said, "Eric, even 1000 year old Vikings fall in love." With that she left.

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I hope you enjoyed this little chapter, I'm not too sure if I should continue or not? It's my first attempt on writing, please let me know how I did. I always like constructive criticism.

I don't have a Beta, so if anyone would like to be my Beta, please just contact me and let me know.