A/N read Blumoone's Revamped and couldn't help writing this two shot. This is season six my way. No supe/human war and Bill stayed a pile of vamp goo.
The Heartbreak Kid
I'm not jealous; a silent mantra playing over and over in Pam's head as she watches Tara and her ex catch up at the bar. It wasn't that her progeny was flirting with the beautiful woman; no, it was the other way around. Though, not the the type of blatant disrespect that warranted the blonde rearrange her vital organs, but enough to rile the blonde up. With much difficulty, she forced her possessive nature into a box and kicked it into the furthest corner of her mind. She refused to outwardly show how insecure the beautiful human made her feel about her relationship.
"Seriously though, vampirism looks good on you. You got that whole dark badass thing going on", Naomi murmured, blatantly eyeing the baby vampires lean muscled form.
"Thanks you don't look too bad yourself", Tara chuckled mixing a Rum Runner at lightening speed then sitting it in front of the smiling human.
"So, what are you doing after you get off?", the brunette asked after a beat.
The baby vampire smiled a sad smile. She was hoping her former lover stopped by for a friendly visit but it had become clear that was not the case. She decided to check again just to be sure.
"Why? What's up?", Tara asked turning to grab a rock glass
"Oh nothing", the human started innocently, "just thought we could.. catch up."
Oh...oh, Tara thought.
There was no mistaking the sexual undertone in that statement.
"Uh actually", the baby vampire started
"Look I know the only reason you ended things was so you could protect me, but now your all vamped up so that's not an issue anymore. Plus, I just miss when you were mine", the human said firmly, her voice going soft at the end.
Hurt and jealousy bled through the bond at the last sentence, causing Tara to inaudibly gasp and clutch at the spot over her heart where the bond pulsed unhappily. Brown eyes search out the source of the unpleasant feelings only to spot the blonde staring down at her lap, her fingers fidgeting with her the hem of her shirt. The younger vampire had come to know this action as one of nervous habit, only seen when her maker was trying to was experiencing powerful and raw emotions. For her part, Tara sent a pulse of love and contentment so strong that Pam's head snapped up, their eyes met, and Tara's smiled that half smile that made the blonde melt.
Naomi had been waiting on an answer, without lifting her eyes from her drink, for thirty seconds before looking back up to her ex. She realized Tara was smiling at someone and followed her line of sight.
It was a woman, a gorgeous woman with luscious blonde hair, deep and bright blue eyes, very well dressed, with legs that went on for miles.
I'm not jealous, she told herself.
Then it all came back to her like a Meatloaf song. Pam, 'her worst fucking nightmare', and the reason Tara left her in the first place. She let her narrowed gaze fall back on Tara, who was still smiling that half smile that was only supposed to be for her.
A hot head by nature she seethed in an even tone, "What the fuck is going on here To-Tara?"
Orbs of cobalt snapped to the human menacingly at the arch tone, slightly startling the younger vampire out of her Pam induced stupor.
"What?", the baby vampire replied, her mind still a little cloudy.
"You fucking heard me Tara. What's going on with you and her", she her voice going deadly calm as she nodded in Pam's general direction.
The blonde in question merely raised a brow at her progeny as if asking, "Yeah, what is going on?".
She honestly wanted to know. Pam knew her the younger woman loved her unconditionally but she was blind to her child's efforts to prove romantic love. Having never really (or at least not remembering) experiencing or being on the receiving end of said emotion, she wasn't quite sure what to look for. But she dared to hope.
Tara's eyes shifted back to a disgruntled looking Naomi before she took an useless deep breath and began.
"She's my maker and..My girlfri"
"What!?", the human woman interrupted, not wanting to hear the last words fall from the lips she missed kissing so much.
Tara exhaled through her nose becoming frustrated, she did not want to do this in a bar full of vampires with super hearing. Lifting brown eyes up once more to her maker, Tara silently asked permission to finish the conversation outside the bar.
Pam didn't like it, but she knew her progeny had already chosen. Forever the gentleman, she only wished to spare the human the embarrassment of making a scene over a lost cause. So with a slight nod of her head she gave her approval.
"Ginger, handle this until I get back..and don't fuck anything up", she said taking her bar towel out of her back pocket and dropped it on the coolers in front of her.
"Okay hun", she chirped with a blank smile.
"Look can we take talk in private", she asked, turning back to the fuming brunette in front of her.
She really hated that she was about to break her heart again, but what could she do? She was in love with her maker and she was pretty sure Pam loved her back. The real her, all of her. They were in a good place right now and she didn't want to: A. Make Pam question her feelings and B. lead Naomi on. The baby vampire didn't see either of those scenario playing out in her favor. Though she loved both women, she was only in love with one and she'd rather not air her laundry in front of nosey ass vamps and breathers she barely tolerated.
"Fine, lets go", Naomi growled through clenched teeth.
There was no way she was giving Tara up without a fight.
TBC..
