'Me too, more then you could ever know.' He replied, as the truth of his words hit him wholly. 'I really have.' He said, holding her tighter and closing his eyes in the surrounds of his child.
Chapter Twenty One- Safe
For the first time in a long, long time, Pam woke before Eric; and better yet she awoke with a smile playing at the corner of her mouth. She felt happy, but more than just happy, content, non-stressed, non-worried and better then all, complete once again.
She felt whole again. Forget the Blood loss and those fucker's that abused her, forget the years spent travelling on her own trying to 'find' herself, forget pretending not to care and acting nonchalant around Eric's flings and fancies over the many years. Because now; now she had him back. She had her Maker once again all to herself.
She turned onto her side, to get a better look at Eric, that ever growing smile increasing on the sight of his sleeping face, relaxed and smooth against the dark. She dared to place a hand over the side of his face, not actually touching him for fear of waking him, but just being near enough to feel the slight heat from the bedding radiate off him.
She suddenly, and ever so carefully, rolled out the bed and scurried out the room.
The next second, as Pam's figure disappeared from sight, as if sensing her absence, Eric's eyes flickered open. He rolled over half-awake, reaching his arm out blindly to hug Pam and pull her close, only to find that she wasn't there. His eyes shot open.
'Pam?' He said into the quiet room, suddenly concerned for her whereabouts.
He needn't have worried however when Pam's blonde hair appeared from around the door quite suddenly, followed by her half smiling, half sheepish face looking over at Eric's wide eyes. He quickly turned his expression into a scowl.
'Sorry.' She said, skipping lithely back into the bed quickly, and scooting close to him. She sheepishly held out a bottle of freshly warmed True Blood, complete with napkin to hold it with. 'Breakfast in bed.' She said quietly, with a cute little smile.
Eric's scowl quickly disappeared. He smiled widely, taking the True Blood in one hand, whilst the other reached out to cup her cheek, pulling her in for a gentle 'evening' kiss.
'Thank you.'
'Where's yours?' He asked, eying her curiously, when she pulled her own bottle up from down the side of the bed, complete with a bright pink straw.
Eric rolled his eyes, and then took a hearty swig from his drink. Pam watched on with eager eyes.
His eyes snapped back to hers, a mesmerised grin plastering his face. 'You...?' He quipped happily, as Pam nodded ecstatically. She had added her own blood into the mix of synthetic blood, giving it a very personal edge for her Maker.
His reaction was just what she wanted, however, when his face darkened, she was confused.
'I told you I don't want your blood.' He said in a low voice, his eyes staring intently at her.
'Well don't have it then...' Pam spat, inwardly hurt by his words, but her outer anger took over as her hand swiped out to grab the bottle back off him. He was just as quick though, catching her wrist in his own large hand and stopping her.
'I don't mean it like that.' He stated simply. 'It was very sweet of you, but you're still healing.' He said seriously. She sighed, rolled her eyes, yanking her hand back. 'I'm fine Eric.' She said when he suddenly grabbed her wrist again, pulling her in once more, his fangs were out and he let out a rumbling growl. Pam expected at this point to be punished or threatened when he did this, but when he gentle kissed her lips for a second time; she was stunned into complete silence.
'You very nearly weren't. And for some reason, maybe because you were nearly drained...' he said sarcastically, 'I have a slight problem with you losing even a drop of blood now.' He added with a boyish smirk, kissing her again for the third time that evening.
When he pulled away, she bit her bottom lip and looked somewhat dazed. 'What's up?' He asked curiously.
'It's just, this...' She said, referring to them, 'It's odd.' She finished lamely.
Eric chuckled slightly. 'Odd in a good way?' He asked, finishing his bottle with a hearty sigh.
'Well yes, but I just never thought it would happen again, I was resigned to being your second against all your women.' She answered, but didn't look up at him the entire time and felt uncomfortable when she finished, wanting to leave the room or hide under the bed.
Eric was silent for a long moment, and Pam grew more and more unsettled.
'You were never second Pam.' Eric suddenly said, so quietly Pam wasn't entirely sure she heard it at all.
'Sorry?' She said quietly, worried suddenly when Eric's face turned to hers and looked surprisingly upset.
'You were never second.' He said sadly, almost shyly this time, reaching out to touch her face once again. 'And I cannot tell you how sad that makes me that you felt like you were. I'm so sorry Pam; I never ever meant to treat you like you were second. You were...no...You are my everything Pam.' He said.
'I just assumed you were happy swinging the other way Pam.' He said somewhat as an afterthought. Pam suddenly surprised Eric however by letting out a light-hearted disbelieving laugh. 'Oh Eric, if only you knew.' She said to herself, shutting her eyes and letting the years roll over her.
When she opened them again, Eric was staring at her with curious eyes, totally at a loss as to what she was on about. Pam sobered up, smiling a small and kind smile at him.
'I went with woman because I had no choice.' She said somewhat slowly. 'I mean...well of course they're beautiful' she added, 'But I just never felt right being with other men; other men that weren't you.' She said softly.
Eric looked at her silently for a long moment, then faster than lightning; he smiled widely, pulling her atop of him, then rolling together until he lay above her, looking down at her beautiful face. 'You're lovely you know that.' He said trailing several little kisses up her jawbone and round to nibble on her ear.
Pam replied with a low moan, her hand already mapping out their destination towards his most excellent behind. 'So lovely in fact...' He said as his lips trailed down to her collar bone. 'I'm going to have to see if you're for real.' He finished, finally reaching his destination at her bountiful breasts.
Ten glorious, teasing minutes later, Pam and Eric were discovering that each other were very much real, for the second time in a long time, and this time Pam got to play too.
She took full advantage of this, pushing Eric flat on his back and straddling him, his whole hard rock deep inside her. She rocked back and forth, scratching welts of red down his chest as her head rolled back in ecstasy. Eric suddenly felt the first twinge of the overwhelming orgasm that was sure to come, and suddenly held her still atop him, pressing hardly on her most sensitive spot. She was almost whimpering for release before he let her go. Moments later, her joyous screams filled the room, Eric's low grunts entwined between them.
They led there for a short while longer, before deciding it was best to make the most of the night. And besides, they needed supplies.
...
'Eric this place is all so...blar.' Pam whined as they strolled through the North Atlantic example of a Supermarket. She pulled up a grey woollen jumper and held it against her to prove her point and Eric couldn't help but chuckle.
'Hmmm...We'll shop online.' He said, gentle snagging her hand within his own and pulled her away from the rubbish fashion collection for sale.
As they strolled down the drink isle, disgruntled at the only selection available for Vampires being O negative, a tall, burly man with a thick beard shouldered Eric quite hard. It caused Eric to stumble back slightly and for Pam, who was holding his hand to gasp lightly.
'Watch it.' Eric growled, his fangs automatically shooting out as he turned to glare at the bearded man.
'Fuck you Fanger.' The foreigner managed to say in slow, spiteful English, before glaring at Pam with disgust. When he suddenly spat in her direction, causing her to flinch back Eric was outraged. He had the man pinned against the shelf within a flash, bottles of beer and TrueBlood smashing all over the place.
Suddenly Eric heard a shot gun being cocked and loaded behind him, then another a little distance off. He turned round slightly to the view of the end of a gun looking at him and one at Pam. He knew they would be wooden bullets.
He looked up at to the man's eyes holding the gun, and when he pointed straight ahead to a sign, Eric all but dropped the man in shock. The sign read...
'Vampires that cause trouble are permitted to be shot on sight.'
'We'll be out of here in just a minute. We were simply getting supplies.' Eric said slowly. He grabbed a crate of TrueBlood and then motioned to Pam to move. They were out there in three minutes and the entire time not one human in the market spared them a kind glance.
The drive home was tense, Eric was beyond furious.
'It doesn't matter.' Pam edged, soaking up his anger like a sponge and hating it.
'Yes it fucking does, I took you here to be safe, and it's fucking worse than Shreveport.' He seethed, glaring daggers over at her; she glared equally back before wilting under his gaze.
Eric continued to drive erratically fast, angry beyond words. Pam would glance at him every other minute before finally deciding to do something. She bravely grabbed the steering wheel and pulled them over into a nearby bush.
'What the fuck Pam!' Eric growled before falling entirely into shock as Pam's hand whipped out and slapped him swiftly across the face. He looked beyond shocked.
'Just calm down, you're so angry.' She said, her eyes wide and intense, she knew she had crossed a barrier that was dangerous with Eric.
'You just hit me?' Eric said lowly, looking disbelieving at Pam.
'Yes I did.' She said in a little lilting voice. 'You deserved it.' She added, feeling the corner of her mouth twitch slightly in a fight to smile at their situation.
'Well then...I think you deserve one too.' He said still in a low voice, his throaty gruffness coming through loud and clear. Pam cocked her eyebrow at him, sensing his mood and feeling at ease, he wasn't angry with her.
She looked straight in his eyes and then winked with a delicious pout.
Eric was instantly moving, but Pam was out the car within a second, and a chase between them began in the darkness through the thick forest.
Eric suddenly leaped, landing on Pam and tumbling to the floor in a heap of limbs, they were ripping each other's clothes off before they even came to a stop against the frosty night ground.
'You've been naughty Pamela.' Eric said in a gruff voice, pinning her wrists above her head and contorted her body to suit him whilst smiling seductively. 'Prodigy's mustn't hit their Masters.' He said, lightly slapping her pale behind and thighs.
'Stop being mean.' Pam mewled and Eric couldn't help but give his child whatever she wanted. And so he gently flipped her over and slipped inside her smoothly and lovingly. She gasped in the chill night, her breath mingling with his as he let out a long groan.
Half an hour later, Pam and Eric lay together in the darkness, both pale bodies lit beautifully by the moonlight. 'So I guess you were right.' Eric suddenly said quietly.
'Hmmm...' Pam purred half asleep on his chest.
'It's just the same here than in America. The human world's revolting against us.' He said quietly then ever so sadly added, 'I fear I won't be able to keep you safe much longer.' And the pure emotion and sentiment in his voice broke Pam's already worn and etched out heart.
'We'll keep each other safe. It's not all down to you.' Pam said quietly in return, kissing his chest softly.
Suddenly they heard footsteps up ahead and a hound snuffling against the floor. Before a human could blink, Eric pulled Pam up, as she reached for the dress and trousers in the dark. They both had manic smiles on their faces as they struggled to get their clothes back on in a hurry. Pam pulled her frilly pants up and for quickness threw on Eric's black t-shirt. It was long enough to cover her down to her thighs. Eric chuckled at the sight, then quickly finished slipping on his jeans and grabbed hers and his shoes, he reached out for her hand and both dashed soundlessly back towards their abandoned car.
They were driving up the long road before the turning to their beach house when a police car appeared ahead of them and motioned for them to pull over. Pam threw her dress over her legs like a skirt whilst the Policemen came walking up to their car, holding the flashlight high.
'Good evening sir, Madam.' The officer said, and both greeted him in return. 'There's been a report of a woman screaming in the woods, sounding like a man was attacking her. Don't suppose you two know anything about that?' He said, shining the light right in Pam's face. She gave him a ruthless glare.
'No sir, we've just got back from friends.' Eric said and Pam suddenly turned on her most innocent smile.
The officer stared at him a tad longer, and then seemed to nod. 'That you're house down there then?' He said and Eric suddenly stiffened a bit. 'Yes sir it is. We've just moved here.' Eric replied stiffly.
'Well if I was you I'd fix my house up a bit before the winter fully sets in, looking a bit bare right now.' The officer said almost with a coy smile then left them.
Pam's wide eyes fixed on Eric's before he even turned to her. Wordlessly he pushed heavily on the pedal and sped quickly back to their home.
As they pulled up to their old beach house, they could see with their expert eyes, the smashed windows and broken in door. Eric just couldn't believe it. 'Why won't they leave us in peace?' Eric roared as they both walked around the house to assess the damage.
Pam laid a gentle hand on Eric's trembling body and went up on tip toe to hug him from behind. 'Come on.' She said quietly and Eric soundlessly followed her back inside.
Hope you guys like, bit of a creative stretch here, but hey. I'm not very good at the romantic scenes so sorry if they disappoint.
Chapter twenty two coming soon...