Veronica's P.O.V

Pam grabbed me harshly by the arm and dragged me into the back room. I whimpered at her roughness but she didn't seem to care and simply shoved me into a black chair. In the blink of an eye her face was mere inches away from mine, cold blue eyes staring into mine. I could see a threat looming behind her gaze.

"Tell. Me. Everything." She grounded out between clenched teeth.

I stuttered like a fool and I could see that she was starting to get impatient. It's not my fault she was intimidating as hell! All I could think about was her wrapping her cold hands around my pale throat and chocking the life out of me. Or simply going the easy way and drinking my blood. Either way, this ended up with the human dead.

"Listen here you little wrench," She snapped, finally loosing it. "You tell me what the hell you're going on about or else."

I didn't need her to finish the rest of that sentence to know that I didn't want the or else.

"My blood tastes different so the Authority tried to take me away from Godric but he wouldn't let them so he fought them and then I ran away and I don't know if Eric and Morgan are still in there but seeing as Morgan isn't here I think they are and they're probably not safe because everyone was fighting when I ran away." I sad in one single breath, not stopping and simply telling her everything.

She raised a perfect, blonde eyebrow, "You do smell different. But that doesn't explain why Godric and Eric are fighting over you and your little friend. You're just humans."

"Um... Ah... Eric apparently didn't tell you." I breathed, rubbing the back of my neck awkwardly. If the name Morgan didn't ring a bell then Eric didn't once speak about what happened. Godric probably didn't tell anybody either.

"Tell me what?" She demanded.

"I- Do you remember when Eric disappeared for a couple of weeks?" I asked.

"You know where he was?" She asked in shock. "He's never spoken about it. If it was brought up he would leave for days."

"Him and Godric were pulled into my world, where vampires aren't real. He stayed with me and my friend, Morgan, while they were there and now we're here. Our blood is different because of that and the Authority wants us." I explained.

She blinked in shock and stepped back from me. She opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by the sound of a door slamming shut. I suddenly realized that the loud music had stopped and the bar was silent. Pam bolted out of the room, leaving the door wide open behind her, so I took my chance and ran after her.

I gasped in shock when I saw Jessica standing there, blood covered mouth and dirt on her clothes. Tara was standing off to the side, watching as Pam approached the terrified ginger.

"What the hell happened to you?" She snapped, folding her arms and giving Jessica a cold look.

"I need a place to hide."

"No."

"Please, hide me." She begged.

"Why should I do that?" Pam sneered, placing her hands on her hips.

"I know where Eric is."

"I do too," Pam smirked and cocked her head. "Anything else?"

"I know I have no right with speaking up," I whispered and all heads turned to face me. I gulped. "But you really should help her."

"Why the hell should I listen to you?" Pam hissed.

"You didn't hear the whole story. I'm a Seer, I know how everything plays out. If you don't take her, you'll end up hurt in the end." I stated, slightly lying.

"Well, fuck me." Pam said.

...

I stood awkwardly beside Jessica, watching as she and Tara had their sweet moment. I wasn't really welcomed between the two newborn vampires and they simply ignored me. I knew that they were intimidated that I knew their whole lives- which isn't my fault that they asked to prove it.

Tara finally left and I sighed in relief. Jessica glanced at me before huffing and turning away. I shrugged. She was a cool character- actually one of my favorite's- but that didn't mean I wanted to be her "best friend". I wasn't into all that girly stuff.

"How do you know Eric?" She finally asked, the silence becoming too much for her.

"He's..." What is he? "Fucking my best friend?"

She scoffed, "Sounds like him."

"Yeah."

"Why are you helping us? I thought humans were anti-vampire right now." She continued.

"I can't be anti-vampire if I'm in love with one," I joked, trying to break the awkwardness. She didn't seem to find it funny and gave me a look. I sighed before picking at my nails again, a nervous habit I had gained. "I'm dating a vampire named Godric-"

"No way!" Jessica gasped, cutting me off. She now turned her body fully towards me, eyes wide and mouth parted. "You're sleeping with Eric's maker?"

The way she whispered made it seem like a sin.

"Dating." I corrected.

She shook her head, "He's, like, the oldest vamp on Earth. Well, until Russell Edgington came back from the dead. Godric's super powerful and super hot."

"Yeah." What else was there to say? She was perving on my boyfriend.

There was a ruckus upstairs and both our heads snapped to the door, eyes wide and waiting to see who would barge down. I bit my lip, already knowing what was happening. Rosalyn was here and searching for the murderer of her progeny. As I expected, Jessica blurred to the door and peeked out, clutching the metal door in horror.

"Daddy's looking for you," I heard a cold, woman's voice sneer. Jessica stepped backwards and in stepped the red headed she-devil. Rosalyn's eyes scanned the basement before they landed on my shivering form, sitting on one of the coffins. A cruel smirk graced her lips. "And we're looking for you."

Shit.