Hello all! Hope everyone enjoyed their holidays and hope you all enjoy this next little chapter. I spent a lot of time today working through my story line and making sure that I tie up all loose ends in future chapters and hopefully answer all of the questions that you might be asking yourselves. Like I've mentioned before, I have written ahead on this story, but these last updates and the next ones are new additions to what I had already had planned. I felt that there were some missing spots and I didn't want the story to progress too fast and be unbelievable, so I've taken some time to write in some additional parts that I hope you will like. And, after much debate with myself, I'm moving ahead with my original ideas on Evie's origins, and I hope you like where they are headed. I really enjoy writing this story and hope you all have a good time reading it, and I hope to update quicker when I get past these new chapters I'm writing and get closer to the one's that I have already produced.

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When I woke up, I found myself in my bed underneath the sheets with a note on the side table. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes I stretched and grabbed the note on the table. In beautiful penmanship it said

Evelyn,

There are two guards stationed outside of your home for protection during the day. They will be out of sight so they do not disturb you and will be seen only if you need them. Pam will be over tonight, and as I have business to attend to before we leave, I will not see you again until we reach the airport. Pam will escort you there. As always, if you need me, I am a call away.

Eric

Putting the note down I lay in bed thinking for a few moments about Eric and then my mind drifted to why he was in my home hours ago. Thinking about my father and what he had done to me put me in quite the slump and it was a place in my mind that I did not like to visit often. I tried to shake off the pain and sadness by drawing a warm bath, but even after freshening up and dressing in a pair of comfortable workout clothes, I still couldn't shake the feeling.

I decided that a good long run on my treadmill might do the trick, and after running a few miles and getting some hits in on my punching bag, I at least felt a little more worn out. I headed over to my kitchen for a small bite to eat and looked out the window over the kitchen sink. The sun was beginning to set, which meant Pam would be coming around very soon to entertain me and provide me with protection. Finishing up my sandwich, I headed for the door where all of my packages still lay from my previous shopping spree when Pam knocked on the door. My heart leapt from my chest for a moment at the familiarity of the position I was in, but I stood up straight and managed to open the door with a meek "hello."

If I had to say I had a best friend, I would probably say it was Pam, because as soon as she saw me she sat down what she had in her arms, and embraced me in a hug. Pam didn't seem the hugging type at all, but I could feel her concern radiate through the awkward embrace. She released me and closed the door behind her.

"How are you feeling?" Pam was helping me pick up all my shopping bags as she spoke to me.

"I'm alright. My body feels fine, but I'm still a little jumpy I guess...So, what's in the bags?"

Pam seemed to brighten up as a huge smile spread across her lips. "Well well, aren't you just miss antsy pants? Let's get your bags up to your room and I will show you. I thought you might need a bit of cheering up."

I smiled a bit too and started moving faster in anticipation, and in minutes we had all the bags upstairs and I was waiting patiently on my bed for Pam to show me the contents of the bags. She was right; I did need cheering up and wanted to get my mind off of darker things.

She put the bags on my dresser, but I stopped her before she could pull the items out, "Wait, I don't want to see them if they are more slutty clothes I have to wear for Eric. I've already ran myself silly on my treadmill making sure I'm going to look appealing in that skimpy little get up that Eric said you picked out."

Pam started to laugh at me and it was contagious, so I joined in. "He's blaming the outfit choice on me, then? I admit that I do like it, but I believe the instructions for its purchase came straight from our devious little Eric. Are you finally starting to believe that I'm right about Eric's attraction for you?"

I blushed at Pam's words and fiddled with my nails, smiling, "Yeah, yeah, Pam's always right."

She walked over and put one hand on the side of my face, pulling my eyes up, and placed her other hand over her heart in a dramatic fashion, "Where have you been all my life?"

I chuckled at her theatrical playfulness and swatted at her hand, "Focus, Pam. No slutty clothes in the bags, right?"

I crossed my legs as I waited on the bed and Pam stood back by the dresser "Alright. So I promise no slutty clothes that you have to wear for Eric. Just some sexy clothes that you may want to wear for Eric…in the future. I saw this during the Victoria Secret fashion show on a model, and thought you would look divine in it. So, I had it specially ordered for you and voila!"

From the two bags, Pam pulled out a very sexy outfit that consisted of a black silk bra and panties with red silk woven on the top line of the panties with two red silk string ties on each side and a red bow in the middle of the bra. There was also a large heart pinned to the right bra strap and a gorgeous pair of huge white wings that flowed to the floor. I was so shocked I could barely breathe. I could tell the wings had only fit in the bag because they were very pliable and moved around pretty freely.

"Oh my god Pam, that's so gorgeous. But, why in the world did you buy it for me…I don't have anywhere to wear that, and I'm sure it was especially difficult and expensive to get a hold of?"

I was already on my feet admiring the outfit, especially the white wings that had spades, hearts, clubs, and diamonds down the edges of the wings.

"Well, I'll admit that I did have a bit of fun getting a hold of the outfit, as some of those models are just so compliant and tasty. So you don't have to worry about me suffering to get it for you, because I did quite enjoy the process."

Pam smirked at me devilishly and I chuckled, shaking my head at her as she continued, "To answer your other question, every year we have a Halloween party at Fangtasia, and Eric closes the club to the public and only invites certain guests; mainly vampires and their humans and any special friends of Eric. Of course, you are going to be invited and this year it is a costume party, so I think this outfit would be completely appropriate. It reminds me of a sexy Lady Luck."

I raised my eyebrows at Pam and couldn't stop the small smile forming at the corners of my mouth, "Well, as self conscious as I may be strutting around in this outfit, it will most certainly catch the eye of anyone that looks my way. It is absolutely beautiful, thank you so much Pam."

I threw my arms around Pam to thank her, but made sure to mumble in her ear, "You and Eric will be the death of me if you keep using me for dress up time."

She smiled knowingly, "You best just get used to it. I love spending Eric's money to buy outrageously expensive outfits, and now I have my little cupcake to shower my attentions on," she emphasized the point by twirling a strand of my hair around her finger, "And Eric won't hesitate to buy you beautiful things; beautiful things in which I'm sure he has future plans to take off of you."

I smiled and hummed deliciously at the thought, laughing and talking with Pam the rest of the night as she helped me put away all of the clothes I had bought on my previous shopping excursion.

My day had started out horrible and depressing, but as Pam left to rest for the day and I climbed into bed, I smiled, happy to know that I had a close friend in Pam and that she had so effortlessly brightened my evening. I looked up at my ceiling in the darkness and thanked whatever higher power was listening for changing my life and bringing me into a world that I felt was home.

Before I drifted to sleep, I thought of Eric, and silently said goodnight to him wherever he was, hoping with all my heart that he was safe. I quickly fell into a slumber, unaware that hundreds of miles away, a tall blonde vampire stirred in his own bed, a soft smile upon his features as he whispered, "And goodnight to you, my sweet Evelyn."