"I find myself doubting whether you were ever truly human"

Those are the words she remembered Bill saying to her when she looked at him sipping his tru blood, his eyes scanning the room for Eric. Pam knew he was gone, but was ashamed to admit she didn't know where. Eric was more distant that usual and she was sure that it had something to do with the telepathic tornado of disaster that was Sookie. Pam would have to get some answers out of Eric without it looking like she was prying. There was no harm in having fun though and Compton looked like the pefect tease. She walked over to Bill who felt her stare from across the room. He hated to admit it, but she looked good. She had curves in all the right places, but devilish intentions lay behind her smile, they both knew that. He didn't want a tease, a satanic slutty pick-me up to get lost in. He wanted someone wholesome and sweet like Sookie but he had no-idea where she was, and annoyingly, he had no idea where Eric was either. He should have gone home after his first bottle, but he felt the urge to wait. Just in case Eric showed up so that he could subtly threaten him to stay away from what was his. Pam walked down the counter and greeted him with a nod. Bill made sure he was as still as stone.

"Tucked little Stackhouse in bed so you can party? "She asked. Bill looked at her impatiently. She knew damn well what had happened and why, she was just kicking him while he was down, another reason to hate her non functioning guts. "You've had enough Compton" Pam said, and before Bill knew she had him out the arm and sped him out the club. Bill dropped his bottle on the floor and shook Pam off as she shook her pretty little head.

"You're not my keeper Pam, I wasn't making any trouble" Said Bill.

"Shouldn't you be with that teenage wasteland of yours?" Pam asked.

"Her name, is Jessica and she's fine, I take care of my child, unlike your..."daddy" Pam had had enough and began to walk away but Bill stood right in front of her pleased that she finally shut up. "Where is he?" He asked her. Pam couldn't look in his eyes but watched beads of blood from his jaw drop on the floor. "Away from you, isn't that enough?" Pam asked.

"You don't know either, do you?" Pam sped back to the club, a little embarrased, pissed because she was supposed to know. She didn't even feel any emotive device in her blood, any sign that could lead her to him and that was troubling. Eric pretended that he was almost robotic to keep up with appearances, but Pam felt that he could be part of himself with her, or at least, she thought he could. Now she was confused. After a busy night she was going to go upstairs but thought better of it. Being alone would only highlight the fact that she felt like a bad child on an extremely long time out. She got changed into something a little more comfortable and headed over to Comptons. She knocked on the door and Bill opened it with a creak.

"Aren't ya gonna a be a gentleman and invite me in?" She asked.

"Gentlemen only do that for real ladies, sorry" Said Bill as he started to shut the door. Then he noticed what she was wearing. Not the smut top from the club, it was dull and almost dare he think it human-like. The beginnings of the sun were coming up and he could sense that she was alone in more ways than one. He knew that feeling. So was he. He left the door open and looked at her. He motioned his head inwards with a grunt, and Pam slipped in and sat on the sofa. "Your child in bed?" She asked. "Where she should be" Bill responded. He sat on a chair and wondered why she would come here, of all places.

"Are you this desperate for comany?" Bill asked.

"No" Said Pam, lying back on the sofa as if it were her own. "I'm pissed. Pissed at your girl scout for being too dumb to make up her fucked up mind" Bill should have been angry at that comment, but he wasn't. He was too depressed, too lonely, too angry to get worked up right now. It wasn't just Sookie's fault, because of Eric's actions they had a the blood connection and Bill knew what it was like to be attracted to someone while knowing you'd be able feast on them later. It could get addictive.

"Can you tell me where she is?" Pam asked.

"You don't know if they're together"

"But it's a fucking lucky guess" Pam added.

"I can't find someone that doesn't want to be found, you know that" Said Bill. But Pam refused to believe that Eric could think that way, and if Eric did she wasn't going to stop until she found out why. "Mine and Eric's bond is a lot stronger than yours and little Miss Muffet's, I wouldn't expect you to understand" She told him. Bill looked at her with a grin and deliberately looked at the ceiling. "No but I understand you"

"I doubt it" Pam said.

"Unable to make the fairground run without the main attraction?" Bill asked and Pam looked at him in confusion. "The only person you've ever looked out for is yourself, Eric's just a bonus" Pam couldn't believe what she was hearing. He could doubt her on every other aspect of her life, but questioning her devotion to Eric was something that she just couldn't take.

"How. Fucking. Dare. You" Pam said flatly. "I knew you thought I was a bitch, but a narcissistic one?" Bill shrugged.

"Ya've shown me nothing to prove otherwise" Pam shook her head and sped over to his side. On impulse, she leaned over and kissed him. The weird thing was, Bill didn't even attempt to push her away, and she liked feeling needed, but dominant at the same time. Bill turned away and Pam took that as a sign to kiss his neck. Due to reflex, her fangs sprang out, but Bill wasn't in the mood to be bitten. "You should go" He said calmly. "No" Pam told him. This was so forbidden it was inviting. Eric was gone, he didn't have a say and she was tired of feeling nothing. She took the gentler approach, retracted her fangs and kissed his neck slowly. Bill immediately relaxed as she began to unbutton his shirt, his guilt over Sookie being replaced by a solemnn but desperate sense of escapism. Jessica was asleep, Sookie didn't care. Pam was trying to have a little fun. She'd hide until the coast was clear if she had to. Bill surrendered to Pam's slient requests, feeling confident that no-one would find out, that is, if Pam kept her mouth shut.