Pam sat on the couch trying to wrap her head around what the hell had just happened, she couldn't believe that she had come after him again, almost feel for it when his blue eyes stared into her own similar ones. She sat on that couch questioning her sanity, she wanted to despise him but she just couldn't, she could feel the tears starting to bubble in her eyes clouding her vision. But, no she would not let herself cry, not for him and not again. I mean whether she liked it or not she and Eric would always be tied together because of their daughter but she couldn't screw that it would not happen again. It was then the female began to think to herself, yeah she was pregnant but any guy would still drop to their knees for a piece of her, it was decided Eric would be back by dusk but she wouldn't.

Pam went to her gigantic walk in closet and picked out the most comfortable dress she could find, this would be fun and Eric would finally know what it felt like to get hurt to be jealous. She would not wait around in France she would fly back to Shreveport and show him exactly what he was missing out on, she would sport her overgrown womb too. She was almost sure that Eric wasn't intentionally rubbing more salt into her wounds, although she would never admit it, she wanted him back desperately, he was her maker after all and she didn't know a progeny who could live without one at their side.

She knew it ran much deeper than that…she still loved him even if he had put her though hell. They were destined. Even she couldn't deny that. She picked out a smokey pink colored tulip dress that ran just above her knees it fitted perfectly on sliding over her enlarged stomach doing up the pearl collar having one last glance in the mirror then, grabbing a black leather purse to match she exited the French mansion and took to the skies.

By the time she arrived at Shreveport, Fangtasia was in full tilt attack. It appeared that Hep V had, had an outbreak while she had been away, it had only been a day and a half though, and how the hell could this have happened in such a short time, a mere few days. She could hear the war cry of Violet and a few other vampires including, Jess. But Eric was nowhere to be seen and to be honest that scared her, she could feel the infant within her squirming and closed her eyes willing away the dizziness for now. She had to find him, she may have been pissed at him but she needed to know that he was still ok. Pam looked around to check if any rogue vamps were coming then sped into Fangtasia. She was met with the sight of a crying Sookie, clutching a pale pastel coloured Arlene to her and from what Pam could tell she was on the doorstep of death itself.

"Where's Eric?" she asked keeping her distance from the whore that stole everything from her,

"his outside fighting the infected vamps" Sookie choked out not withdrawing her attention of Arlene. Pam turned to walk out but was stopped by Sookie,

"wait, please Pam you have to save her" she wailed, Pam's face screwed up in disgust and she turned walking out of Fangtasia and shouting at Sookie to go fuck herself.

When Pam was once again in the middle of the streets, this time she did see Eric and he was right in the middle of ripping a rogue's throat out she gripped the top of her dress feeling an odd sensation in her chest but she took unneeded breaths in hope of subsiding it. Good now she could leave she sped past the army of the other vamps who she was mutual with but then felt a strong gush of wind follow behind her causing her to spin around wildly.

"Pam I thought I told you to stay where you were" Eric all but growled out causing her to flinch internally at the ferocity in his voice, she pushed down the pain and bit back with just as much fire.

"Since when do you have claim on what I do with my time anymore" she spoke raising her chin stubbornly,

"since you're carrying my baby" he grit out grabbing her fore arm but she shoved him of, watching as exasperation crossed his features,

"that's all I am to you know isn't it just one of your mistakes only the mistakes evident know- she yelled pointing at bump, you don't have any respect for me anymore, everythings such a fucking mess" she cried this time she could'nt hide her tears. Eric's eyes flashed with guilt she could read him like a book and she knew when he felt regret, maybe he was starting to see sense for the first time in a long time. They stared at each other for a good minute and he took a step towards her but she flinched shying away with the paranoia that he would strike her just as her father use to. But at that moment Eric staggered back a few steps as if something had hit square in the chest. And then it flogged her

"Godric" but she thought that he was dead they all did, perhaps not. She turned her attention to look in the direction where Eric was staring, and in the blink of an eye he was gone again.

'No' she thought not this time and so she chased after him only to see him kneeling before a short boy about her height, with short dark hair and piercing grey eyes that could slice right through you with a single stare, "you must be Pamela" came the calm voice of her grandfather and she too fell to her knees.

"Godric" she whispered bawling her head and when she looked up she saw Eric staring at her in awe probably envying the fact she had never fallen on her knees before him. Eric cleared his throat and got to his feet holding a hand out for Pam but she ignored it and helped herself up,

"I've been hearing bad things from young William Compton about the two of you and how you've been treating Pamela as of late Eric" he said smoothly

'what a fucking'rat' she thought, and watched as he turned to Eric who was looking at the nearby tree root on the forest floor before he uttered,

"what the fuck does he know about pamela and I ". Pam watched as Godric's eyes flashed before he had Eric pinned into a nearby tree by the throat and snarling.

"Did I not say that we always put family before anyone, always even before those that we love, I am here to take Pam from you, Eric because you no longer know how to care for the one person in this world who is your equal" Godric growled out his eyes practically black with rage. Pam flinched at the word love, as she watched on seeing Eric stare down at Godric with fire in his eyes looking more than ready to fight his maker over her. "

You will not take her from me Godric, Pamela is mine" Eric snarled, where the hell was his respect.

'Oh no please take me' Pam shivered out

It was then Pam felt a shooting pain rip through her abdomen, the baby kicking violently, it was almost like something was tearing and she cried out stumbling onto the tree opposite Godric and Eric. Eric was at her side in a second flat, as she squeezed her eyes shut willing the pain away but nothing was happening, a puddle of blood begun to soak up her nightgown where her maiden head was 'fuck' she spat before clasping to her knees and she let loose a spine chilling caterwaul.

"Pam what's happening (the female shook him off as he tried to scoop her to her feet)" Eric yelled the gruffness in his voice showing the panic, he looked to his maker for help. In the blink of an eye Godric was on her left side,

"it appears she is haemorrhaging" the brunette vampire stated cool under pressure, which surprised Pam."we need to get her somewhere safe and now, pick her up my son we don't have time" Godric war cried, Eric didn't need to be told twice and lifted a Pam into his arms.

ERIC P.O.V:

They moved through woods and came to an old abandoned cabin, it seemed pretty safe and it obviously wasn't in use Eric clutched his child to his heart as Godric broke down the door, and they laid her down on an old beat up couch. If only Pam knew how he really felt about her he loved her she was his world, his lover. He had to keep pushing her away because, he didn't want the weight of his pain and mistakes on her shoulders as well, he wanted her to have a clean conscious.

"Godric the bleeding isn't stopping" he said in hysteria almost on the brink of a anxiety attack his breathing would be ragged if he still possessed the ability to breathe Pam moved so she was in a sitting position

'Save the baby- he shook his head- No Eric im serious if it comes down to it don't save me...just save the baby promise me?-

'no pam- she cut him off again 'No just-she winced in pain-Promise me' I nodded even though i wasnt quite sure,

"give her your blood" Godric ordered calmly all the while trying to quiet down Pam down who was crying hysterically,

"but we haven't had a blood exchange since" he began his attention pointedly at the bump on her stomach that carried their child.

"Do it Eric, we have no time it will kill her we need to buy some more time" Godric growled out pinning Eric with that stare, if those three words didn't have the power to turn his head then he didn't know what did and as if it was a makers command, Eric tore into his wrist and waited as his vermillion blood sluggishly surfaced, he would not lose her, and knowing that he had no time to waste motioned for Godric to lift her head, he brought his wrist to her mouth,

"Come on Pam drink" he panted closing his eyes as he felt her beginning to respond, she started sucking hard on the wound, he could feel the emotions start to hit her… he could almost feel her again…the Pain and fear. He couldn't help the involuntary grunt that escaped his mouth as he felt his member start to harden within his pants and suddenly his jeans felt way too tight. In that moment he wanted Pam, body and soul, impregnated or not. He wanted to have all of her and for her to have all of him. If Godric hadn't have been there, he would've fucked her senseless right there and then when she regained her strength, pam had quieted down and by the look in her blue eyes she felt exactly the same way and that was urge that told him he needed the to fight for her.

Pam P.O.V:

She could not deny the fact that after consuming Eric's blood again, that she didn't want him because then she would just be lying to herself. She dismissed the thought as quickly as it had come, there was no way in hell that he was getting out of this one, despite her feelings she knew they were done for good. But still the taste of his blood was almost enough to send her into a frenzy, she removed her mouth from his arm licked wiped her lips. It was then she realised that the pain had gone she looked to Eric and Godric in awe.

"It…It's gone, it doesn't hurt anymore" she whispered standing feet but then stumbling back. She was caught by both Eric and his maker 'I said I'm fine' she spat

'no you're not, you've lost some blood you need to rest, dotter' Godric mussed softly, "Eric why don't you go and find Miss Stackhouse and see if she's ok" Godric mussed with a slight smile, Eric went to argue but Godric gave him the I need to speak with her alone look.

"I'll wait outside" he gritted before exiting the abandoned cabin.

"So dotter what's been going on with you, I see that you are carrying my grandchild" he uttered with a smirk,

"yes that is true Godric, it's a little girl" she smiled rubbing her bump.

"So are you gonna tell me what Eric's done that is so bad" he asked as sadness filled his eyes, she hesitated then spoke her voice shaking as she did

"I…I tried to kill Sookie, but with good reason, Eric was going to kill himself for her, I couldn't lose him, then Nora came along and they were constantly fucking and it just hurt so much… Then he sold me out to Bill Compton, and to top that off we were taken to a vamp camp Nora died, I gather you knew about that"

she burst as she felt the tears start to well up in her eyes, he nodded to show that he knew that his second progeny had indeed kicked the bucket in his absence, 'my condolences' she muttered but was cut off by Godric's edgy voice "continue" he spoke motioning for her to go on.

"Then he left me and I had to go after him, and know there is this big fucking outbreak of hepatitis V and…"

she trailed off as an involuntary sob exited her mouth;

a single drop of grief welled up in her eyes before, the dam broke, her torrents of grief streamed down her perfect cheeks. She then felt her grandmaker's hand through her hair.

"I am sorry my child, he had no right to treat you that way" he stated breathing in an unneeded breath (probably in the heat of the situation) he pulled her into a tight embrace. The female lay crying on him for a few moments before looking up into his beautiful crystal gems they held so much history and emotion. She smiled as he stroked a strand of her golden hair away from her face, in that moment Pam didn't think at all, she needed to feel something again, something other than the numbness she had been flogging around for months, and she had to make the sadness end. Pam looked at Godric mesmerised by his grey eyes, the blonde female began to draw closer to the brunette until their lips touched; the kiss was sweet and full of passion. And his ancient lips were as soft as they looked, she poured all her sorrow and misery into the intimacy of it, feeling slightly better. That is until it hit her, what the hell was she doing? She pulled back ashamed, shock probably painting her blue eyes, she then let out a gasp.

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