Disclaimer: -I own nothing but Arianna and Alex…. unfortunately.

**Arianna's POV**

"Ari. Ari? Arianna, come on." Alex sat as she sat down next to her. "You've been sitting here for hours."

Alex just got a blank look for an answer.

"Please stop it. Please?" she pleaded with her friend.

"Well then, Alex, enlighten me. I have the house to myself, my parents won't be home for a week, and I currently have two ancient vampires sleeping in my basement. Vampires! What the hell am I supposed to do?"

"Well, how about we start by calming down a bit."

"How? How do I just calm down, Alex?" I was finally going through my little panic attack. I'd done nothing but sit at my kitchen table for the last couple hours as everything REALLY set in. She hadn't necessarily ditched me, she just finally decided that it would be okay to go change and shower without me going anywhere.

"It's okay. It's okay." She said and pulled me into a comforting hug. "Tell you what. You just forget about this…"

"I can't just forget about…"

"Just for a little bit okay. You forget about everything. Go. Take a shower, a new change of clothes and come back down once you feel better. I'll make you breakfast. How 'bout it?"

"Fine." I caved with a sigh.

"Great. Now go on." She said as she helped me stand up.

"I'll be back then."

"Take your time." She called out as I made it to the stairs.

Why can't I be like her? I mean, I guess you could say we were alike. We had the same taste in music, food, clothes, movies, jokes, etc. You know, the generic stuff. And I've always thought we were okay looking, not gorgeous but still definitely not ugly. We both had straight hair, except hers was bright red while mine was jet black. Not to mention her dark blue eyes and my bright green ones. We weren't exactly short at my 5'4" and her 5'6", for girls anyway.

But when it came to our actual personality and such, we couldn't have been more different. We acted alike together, but separately we were complete strangers. She was loud, outgoing, random, spoke her mind, loved to stand out, and never seemed to take things too seriously. Nothing moved her. I was quiet, I keep things to myself rather than let them out, kept to myself, would rather stay in than go out if given the choice, preferred to be one more in the crowd, hated having all the attention on me, I goofed around but had my limits, and always had something on my mind.

Right now, I was scared beyond belief. I would to be like her and just push everything to the side. Not worry so much about it and brave it out. But I couldn't do that. I just couldn't. I was freaking out, I wasn't brave like her. I'd much rather try to go hide in a corner than face what was going on. I was weak.

I only hope this shower actually helps me out.

**A few hours ago back at Fangtasia.**

**Pam's POV**

I truly do detest this. Working the entrance was not only outrageously boring but almost disgusting sometimes as well. Yet still, I am glad that Master is happy. He may act like an arrogant asshole but I can't express the amount of unexpected relief I felt once I'd heard what almost happened in Dallas. Lucky, he was able to stop Godric before he did something stupid.

And then to think that he not only left his position as Sherriff, which we all knew he had to but say the word to get it back, but he comes back with Eric. I can tell this will be good for Eric. Maybe get his mind off that annoying Sookie Stackhouse. The fact that he had already gone to the queen for that so called Maenad problem was more than enough. As entertaining as she may be sometimes, she gets more than aggravating after a while.

It is interesting to be around my grandmaker again. I've always enjoyed his company, even through the small time I have been around him, and it seems that the bar does too. Business boomed as soon as all the regulars learned Eric came back. Those vermin can be so dramatic. Practically running back as if my Master would truly even spare them a fraction of his time.

I inwardly smirked as I remembered how just by the next night, business had easily doubled after they learned of the presence of the new, older vampire. He had those blood bags all but swarming around him in no time at all. What a shame he holds no interest for even an easy entertainment as if now. He could easily get any if not all to do whatever he'd like.

"Hey there."

I took in the appearance of possibly the fiftieth sweat and cologne reeking, revealing, leather clad human trying to flirt with me as he stared at my chest.

I didn't even blinked. "ID."

He gave it up and I quickly looked it over before handing it back. Unfortunately, the idiot decided to grow a pair and speak to me again instead of just walking in.

"You know, darlin', I wouldn't mind lettin' a pretty thing like you have a bite."

"How generous."

He smiled.

"Except I don't bite, I like to rip." I said glancing below his waist and visibly smirked as the idiot paled.

"Welcome to Fangtasia." I said as he all but ran inside.

I was grateful when it was finally closing time and Eric gave me the okay to kick them all out. I was just about to truly do something to some of those pesky fang bangers who desperately needed to learn to stay place his disgusting hands on me. I could care less how drunk the human was.

I lock the door once I made sure every last one of them was out. As I did I felt the strangest feeling coming from outside and out to looked to see what it was. It looked like a storm cloud was coming in, highly unexpected actually. There was something wrong about it though. I just didn't know what, but it was as if something in the air was telling me to be cautious and be on alert.

"Pam."

I was in front of him in a second.

"You called."

"We are leaving. Make sure you finish up before leaving. Keep your phone on. I'll be calling before dawn."

"Fine." I answered him while rolling my eyes before facing Godric and nodding respectfully. "Have a pleasant evening, Godric."

"Thank you, Pam. May you have a pleasant evening as well." He said before walking past me and out the back entrance toward Eric's car.

"Eric."

"Pam, just do it. I am in no mood for you." He said standing from behind his desk.

I rolled my eyes before stepping inside and shutting the door behind me, causing him to raise an eyebrow in question.

"There is something wrong. I can feel it. A storm cloud seems to be unusually moving in and it doesn't feel right."

"I noticed. I felt something off around an hour ago. Nothing seems to be happening but do not let your guard down. Stay on alert as this can be nothing at all or something big."

"But what is it?"

"I'm not sure. Whatever it is we must stay alert until it passes."

"Yes, Master."

He left and I took to changing before moving back into his office to retrieve my purse. As I moved the clutter to get it I noticed he'd left his phone.

"Ugh, the genius expects to call when he doesn't even have his own phone."

I truly could care less that he'd left it for whatever reason. He could just get another one. But I did not want to go through another one of his moods when he'd notice. Besides, they left just under twenty seconds ago. I'll just catch up. I picked up his phone before throwing it into my purse and leaving the building.

I stepped into my own car and was on the road seconds later.

"How is a thousand year old vampire so forgetful and moody?" I mused to myself.

I had been driving for most likely around five minutes when I felt through the bond that I was very close to them. Probably only a few hundred feet.

I was nearing the curb when that strange feeling came back. I couldn't place why exactly but it made me nervous, making me feel like something was about to happen. I sped up and quickly turned before slamming on the brakes as a huge thunderbolt hit a car right in front of me.

I glared at the car slightly before quickly realizing something. That was Eric's corvette.

I rushed out of the car and over to the driver's side only to stare in shock. The car's windshield was nonexistent and there was a hole through the top of the metal frame that looked as if it'd been burned. But most importantly, the car was empty. I moved around cautiously to the other side, making sure there was nobody here. There wasn't.

I felt through the bond and was shocked at how impossibly weak it felt. It wasn't that he was blocking it off but that there almost wasn't anything there. I did , however, find a bit of relief in the fact that weak or not, I could still clearly make out that they were both at least alive. But where were they? Their scents were still so fresh within the car that one could swear they were sitting right there.

"Where are you?"

So there you go people. That's what happened before they mysteriously turned up in Arianna's house in our world. I guess you could say they were transported after being hit with a thunderbolt. Why? How the hell should I know? Oh ya, I'm the one writing it. But who did it? How and why? Was it magic? Idk, but we'll find out.

REVIEW! And if anybody has ideas feel free to tell me. Who knows I might make them a reality.