Title: "Getting to Know Her"
Author:Anamaric17 aka Brittley
Summary: A moment between Pamela and Tara as Maker and Progeny
Rating: PG-13
The room was dark and although she could still see perfectly without the lights, it somehow unnerved her. She bit her lip letting out a gasp once her still uncontrollable fangs pierced the flesh of her lip. She knew the whole tanning bed thing was a dumb idea but the few nights that went by with Pam teaching her was starting to really get to her morally. Yeah she was a vampire, an undead child of the night but that didn't mean she had to give up on faith that this might turn out to perhaps be a good life...maybe even a happy one.
"Glad you could return to the land of the living...how do you feel?" Pam said coming over to the light brown coffin that she had bought Tara two nights ago. The older vampire wore a pale green bath robe, that was obviously a fine silk and a light green cami and pant set to match. On her pristine feet she only wore the bright red nail polish that Tara had seen her in a couple of times while she was working at Fangtasia. All that blonde, blonde hair swept behind her in a sheer curtain of gold that was made more pale from all the years without being in the sun. Momentarilly, Tara wondered what the lack of sunlight would do to her own black locks but she shook the thought away not comfortable yet with the idea of immortality.
"I'm a little hungry but not enough where it hurts yet." She said lowering her head still ashamed of what she was. Pam kneeled down beside her lifting her chin up and looking her in the eyes. Dark blue on dark brown.
"I know baby. I know but I want you to listen to me when I tell you this ok?"
"Tell me what?"
"You have nothing to be ashamed of because you come from such a strong vampiric line. You have nothing to fear my darling for I won't ever leave you alone. We are one...you are mine and I won't let anything happen to you." Pam said before lightly kissing her on the lips and letting it linger. Tara, so overcome with emotions of lost, love, and perhaps for once the feeling of belonging began to cry. Thinking Pam would ridicule her for showing any emotion, she quickly wrapped her arms around her maker and wept into her neck sorry for the bloody tears that would likely stain her outfit.
"Shhh...shhh. No more tears my darling. You are free and safe." Pam said before pulling Tara into her lap as if she weighted nothing and running a hand through her hair. Tara continued to cry as she held on to Pam like a lifeline and the older vampire for once just held her quietly.
"You promise not to leave me Pam? Ever?" She finally whispered between her fangs. Pam smiled almost sadly as she wiped away the blood tinged tears and kissed Tara again.
"I promise, and for now on...call me Pamela."
Tara smiled and initiated the next kiss between them before she lay softly in her arms dreaming of all the time they would have together.