A/N ive been listening to Taylor Swift's Safe and Sound and i thought of our two favorite girls

Just close your eyes

the sun is going down

you'll be alright

no one can hurt you now

come morning light

you and I'll be safe and sound

"No, im going to fuckn kill that self involved douche bag", Pam yelled refusing to be calmed by her maker. She couldn't pretend anymore, Tara had slept for 3 days straight after Bill had found them through his own progeny. He had drank from her, almost all of her, and Pam was terrified that Tara would never again shine those beautiful dark eyes on her again.

"Calm down, we have a human donor", Eric said softly motioning to the glamoured human at Tara's bed side,"she'll be fine.'

Pam wasn't hearing it, her hard outer shell had cracked and her emotions were exposed. She went back over to her progeny's side and stroked her hair longingly before placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. She felt blood tears filling her eyes, but she refused to cry in front of her maker. She wanted him to know she was strong. No matter how fragile she felt, she just couldn't let him see her tears.

"Father I'd like to be alone with my child", Pam said in old swedish , with her back facing Eric.

"Of course", Eric responded knowing she needed space. He had known Pam for over a century and he knew she hated to cry, let alone in front of him.

As soon as the door closed she crumbled to her knees,taking Tara's hand and crying into it.

"Please baby, please wake up", she whispered through her sobs, "just..open your eyes."

Never in Pam's life had anyone meant so much to her. though she had loved Eric with all her being, he could protect himself. He spent more time fretting over her safety,she was his child after all. But Tara was hers and she loved her, though she had yet to vocalize said emotion. Over the past eight months they had grown rather close. She didn't even deny it when Eric teased her about having a girlfriend. They had been running for so long from goverment anti vampire raids and Bill "i'm a dickbag" Compton and it seemed ,at times, her progeny was the only thing that kept her going.

Pam's body shook violently as the all the memories of her and Tara rushed through her head. The first time they kissed, the cute way Tara would scrunch her nose up while she drank Tru blood, the way her eyes would explode with light as she laughed, the first time they made love. It was all too much for the blonde. Anger, anguish, love, worry. All these feelings whirled around inside of her like a tornado, threatening to rip her very being she refused to succomb. After a few more minutes of crying Pam stood and pulled herself together. She decided to grow some balls and say the words she should have said a week ago.

After placing a soft kiss on the younger woman's lips she whispered in her ear, "I love you Tara Thorton",and walked towards the door.

" I love you too Barbie", a voice came from behind her.

Pam froze, her hand inches from the doorknob, and turned to face where the familiar voice came from. As soon as Pam laid eyes on her progeny she sped to her side, fresh tears staining her face. As she embraced Tara she began to sob again, so happy to feel her hug her back.

" I thought... I thought", Pam said unable to say what she thought for fear she was dreaming and it would wake her.

"Hey, hey.", Tara said softly holding her maker tighter, " hey I'm awake and I'm fine."

"Safe and sound", she said before kissing her maker like her undead life depended on it.

'Safe and sound', Pam thought holding her love.