Thanks so much for the love for these two! I love them too. I will be so sad to see them go when it is all said and done.
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Pam ghosted to the garage, opening the closing door with an abrupt push of the button. Celia was in her car with the engine running, and Pam was beside her in an instant. "Wait, Celia." Her girlfriend shot her a look, and rolled down the window.
"I need some time, Pam. I need to…..think or something." Celia told her, and sighed. "Just drive your car tonight." She rolled the window back up and Pam heard the volume of the radio go up instantly, and Celia pulled around and out of the driveway. Pam watched in disbelief, feeling a void fill her as she stood alone in the evening air. Celia rarely raised her voice at Pam, and she vampire was in shock. She walked to her car and started it, pulling out and closing the garage before she pressed hard on the gas pedal to get to Fangtasia. Her thoughts were racing as she did. Celia had been so hurt that day, and angry when they spoke. Pam hated that she smelled so strongly of another, and the idea that it was Dara made her eyes narrow. She never should have agreed to hiring her back, but Pam knew that they likely would have remained friends despite that fact. There was so much history with the dancer and her lover, and it was yet another thing to worry about Celia remembering. There was so much history with everything, it seemed. Pam pulled into the lot, seeing Celia and Eric's cars parked and empty. She walked inside, looking around the main room as she strode inside. Celia was at the bar getting a soda, and Dara was stretching as she looked everywhere but Celia. Pam sensed the uneasiness between the girls, and her cold eyes moved to Dara. What had she done? Celia turned around with the glass in her hand and froze when she saw Pam, and her eyes moved down to the floor as she walked by. Pam took her free hand, and Celia closed her eyes. "Please, Pam."
"I don't like this." Pam told her, and stared at her. "What was bothering you today?"
"A lot of things." Celia shot back, and she met Pam's eyes. "I wanted to…..see you tonight. I wanted to hold you, but I was too late…or you didn't want that. I don't know anymore."
"I wanted to wake up with you." Pam tried to assure her, but Celia only sighed.
"You're hiding things, Pam. You have been for awhile now, but I cannot ignore that anymore." Celia said, and walked to her office as Pam watched her. She used to be so good at hiding things, and at glamouring the bad truths out of humans to ensure that life would be smooth again. Celia was changing all of that, and Pam heard her door close firmly. She wanted to scream and throw something, but she controlled her anger and gazed at Dara with a burning curiosity in her eyes. Pam walked up to the stage with determination, and stared at the dancer.
"What the fuck happened today?" Pam demanded in a low but furious voice, and Dara looked at her with fear in her eyes. "You were with her, you worthless fucking human. Tell me."
"She is confused, Pam. Celia wants all of you, and she is scared that she does not have that." Dara told her, wiping her face with a towel.
"I am sure that you were so comforting to her. I smelled you on her." Pam said, certain of the scent as she stood closer to the dancer now.
"I spent the day with her. What do you expect?" Dara asked her, and Pam raised an eyebrow. "Don't waste your energy on being angry with me, Pam. Fix it."
"Stay out of our business." Pam warned her, and Dara shook her head.
"I am there if she needs me. I have to be." Dara assured her, and Pam's eyes narrowed to slits. She turned and strode to the hallway, muttering expletives as she did. She stared at Celia's closed door, hearing the song behind it that clearly suggested she had a lot on her mind. Pam had gotten used to it during her hard times. She knocked on Eric's door instead, and walked in when he said to enter.
"Pam." Eric said slowly, staring at her as she dropped onto the couch.
"Did she forgive you?" Pam asked slowly, resting her face in her hands.
"You mean Sookie." Eric stated, and she remained quiet. "She was upset for a long time, but we worked it out. She is aware that it was a break when I did what I did." Eric replied, and she closed her eyes. "Why do you ask? Did you fuck someone else?"
"She seems to think I have. I am hiding countless things right now from her, and she noticed. What the fuck else would she think?" Pam responded slowly and painfully, and Eric raised an eyebrow at her.
"You had to know this would be difficult that first night when you chose not to drain her. Taking a human on the level that you have…" Eric said, as his voice drifted off. "She had a lot of issues."
"We were making it. She was getting better, and she loved me. She loved me so much, and I loved seeing it in her eyes." Pam lamented, and stared at Eric with wide eyes. "She is losing trust in me now. I have done to much to hide her pain and she knows that I am hiding that truth."
"Fix it, Pam. You love her." Eric told her, and she looked at him for assurance.
"Tell her everything?" Pam asked him, horror crossing her face.
"I don't know, but make things right with the two of you. At least be sure that she knows you are hers." Eric said, and shrugged. "That is a start."
"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Pam cursed sharply, and stood slowly. She realized the bar was opening soon, and she left Eric's office to stand before Celia's door. She heard her on the phone, and Pam surmised that it was Sookie on the other end. Celia sounded grateful when she said she was relieved that she would see her the next day. She sounded like she needed her. Pam heard the music turn back on, and she tapped at the door. She didn't hear anything, so she just turned the knob slowly and walked inside. Celia was at the computer, and she didn't look at Pam as she walked to the desk. "Celia, look at me." Pam said, and the girl's lower lip trembled as a tear slid down her cheek. "Baby, please."
Celia lifted her gaze to Pam's, and her eyes showed her pain. "I don't know what to do here, Pam. I see that you have something going on inside of your mind, and I don't know what it is. You are there with me, but not all the way." Celia blinked, and Pam stared at her. "I love you more than I have anybody, but I will never feel like I am enough for you….I am just so stressed. I am so tired with these dreams I have been having. Everything is spinning right now. I worried that Sookie would never talk to me again. I guess she read my mind, but I don't know how to not think about stuff. I agonized all day over it, and Dara…..she had to put up with it." The pause when she said Dara's name seemed to be longer, and Celia dropped her eyes again as soon as she said it. Pam felt the change in her emotion, and the confusion set in.
"So you aired our business to her?" Pam asked without thinking, her voice cold. Celia looked up and stared at her. "You discussed our problems that you have in your mind?"
"I have nobody else, Pam. I don't have friends other than her and Sookie, and I feel like that could end at any time. My best friend died that Christmas." Celia said, her eyes filling with tears as she said it. "I wish I could talk to her. She could make it all better." Pam glanced at the photo of her sister, wiped clean of Tara's blood as Celia started to sob softly. She slid her head into her hands and cried, and Pam kneeled on the ground and pulled her into her arms. "I am losing you, aren't I?"
"You're not. I am here for you, and I am your best friend now. I love you." Pam said soothingly, stroking her hair. She hated the pain she felt from her lover, and she blinked as she felt her own eyes tear up. "Let's just get out of here, Celia."
"We have to work." Celia protested weakly, and Pam blinked as she felt the wetness start to slide down her face.
"I know the owner pretty well." Pam said, reaching for a tissue on Celia's desk as she pulled away and tried to turn her face. Celia dropped the hands that had started to embrace her, and stared at the vampire with sad eyes.
"Are you crying?" Celia asked her, and Pam snorted as she dabbed at the blood smeared around her eyes. "Is that blood?"
"It is how I cry." Pam said softly, and Celia tilted her face and stroked Pam's cheek.
"Are those tears for me?" Celia asked hopefully, and Pam tried to glare at her. She couldn't and her eyes burned warm into Celia's gaze.
"I don't want to lose you. I hate feeling all of your emotions sometimes, but I would not change that to keep you in my life." Pam told her, and Celia leaned forward to kiss Pam's face gently. "I don't want anybody but you, silly girl. How many times do I have to tell you that you are the most beautiful woman in the world to me?"
"I always feel so inferior around you." Celia whispered, and Pam smiled as the girl brushed her lips against here. "Not good enough for you."
"Just you hush." Pam murmured to her, sliding a hand into her hair to hold her head firmly as she captured her lips again.
"Take the rest of the night off, ladies." They didn't hear the door, but they both heard Eric as they smiled. He pulled it closed and walked into the bar with a smile and shake of his head, replacing Pam with another vampire for the night. Pam and Celia needed some time together.
"Talk to me, Pam. I don't like to see you tense." Celia told her, as she pulled back enough to gaze into her eyes. "You always look worried about me. I am safe because I am with you." Pam looked back, wondering if that was the case or if she was actually bad for her. She longed for Celia to understand every part of herself, good or bad. She hated hiding things more and more now. Pam wanted something deeper than that, but she only closed her eyes as Celia kissed her again. They ended up cleaning up and going to dinner for Celia, where the girl finally felt like she could relax and hope for a good future with her vampire. Pam watched her eat, scrutinizing every movement Celia made as she quietly wondered how she could feel inferior to Pam. Didn't she see the dark eyes that held Pam's blue ones so tightly, and the lush hair that fell over her shoulders tonight and caught the candle light so well? Didn't she understand the childlike innocence that lit up her face when Pam gave her a present just because, or the way they shined with love as she looked at Pam? It was beyond Pam's comprehension until she remembered Celia's past. Pam dropped her eyes to the True Blood in front of her as she remembered all of the pain that Celia had been through. Her eyes drifted back to Celia automatically, and the girl looked back after a moment. "You're doing it again."
"What is it that I am doing?" Pam asked her, her voice low as she stared at Celia.
"You look at me sometimes as if I am going to crumble to pieces right in front of you." Celia replied, and Pam forced a smile to her face. She had seen Celia break apart before, but Celia didn't know that.
"I am a vampire, and you are a fragile human. You could be easily hurt, Celia." Pam said, leaning forward as she slid her hand across the intimately small table to cover Celia's as it rested on the table. "I am always aware of your mortality." Pam stroked her soft hand, taking in the warmth that radiated from it. Celia pressed her lips together as she watched Pam's face, and Pam longed to kiss them. Celia took another bite of her chicken with her free hand, lacing her fingers with Pam's as she did.
"How much of you wants to change that about me?" Celia asked, and Pam's mouth watered as the urge surged through her body to do it right then and there, She would love nothing more than to turn Celia and wake up with both of them immortal, making love as vampires each and every night.
"Do you want that? You would literally be mine forever, if I was your maker." Pam told her softly, and their eyes met in the dim light of the flickering candle.
"Would you be a fair maker? Is Eric?" Celia asked, and Pam thought back to her years with him.
"At times. We have had much harder moments than our existence now, but the connection is very strong between us. He can command me to do whatever he wishes." Pam explained, not saying that he could take Celia to his bed with a mere sentence to Pam. Celia didn't remember how much he wanted her in the basement, but Pam did.
"Anything? Even if you truly do not want to do it?" Celia asked, her eyes wide.
"Absolutely." Pam responded, her voice serious. "It would be a balance, being your mate as well as your maker. You have shown me a certain rebellious side at times, Celia." The girl blushed, thinking to earlier that night at their home. She had been very short and angry with the vampire, and spoke much more harshly than usual. "I do not want to argue with you."
"I don't either. I was just stressed tonight, Pam. I wanted to have some time alone with you before we went to work, and I had a tough day. I took it out on you when I should not have." Celia stammered a little over her words as her face heated up, and Pam watched her struggle with deepening blue eyes. She had wanted Celia more than ever that night as well, and the pink flush to her pale cheeks was making her remember how she had woken up. "I was just running too late."
"Did you argue with the dancer?" Pam asked her directly, and Celia bit her lip.
"No, it wasn't that. She just does not like to see me unhappy, and I had Sookie on my mind. " Celia spoke slowly. and Pam sensed more. "I am learning to have friends. I haven't really had too many people close to me other than my sister. I knew that I could trust her with anything."
"I'm sorry she is not with you, sweetie." Pam said, and Celia forced a smile.
"I just wonder when I won't miss her so much. All of them."
"We should discuss that. You came from a loving family, and if you choose to have me turn you…you are giving up that chance. You are so young, Celia. I don't want you to regret not having babies later on, or a husband." Pam explained to her, saying what she had thought for a long time. Pam had never wanted children. She had embraced the chance to be turned at her own young age, and had loved being with Eric all of those years later. She could not regret any of it, despite the fact they had moved past their physical relationship with one another to what they were now.
"I don't want any man. I want you. My mother was so good to both of us, but I cannot imagine ever filling her shoes. I can barely be your girlfriend without feeling inadequate." Celia smiled and blushed as she called Pam that, and the vampire found it very alluring as the dark eyes peeked at hers. "I don't feel like I would miss it if I did not have children. I just want to be with you." It sounded desperate and clingy, but she did feel that way. Pam was like an addiction to her, and she could not get enough of her touch. She loved the way that Pam looked at her with the combination of lust and love, when she was not looking at her as though she was made of glass that would break at any moment. Pam filled a void in her that surprised Celia, and she stared at the vampire. "It seems so pathetic, doesn't it?"
"I have not loved before you, Celia. Not like this." Pam assured her, and Celia smiled. "I would have drained you had I not had a connection with you." Celia paled at that, and Pam smirked a little. "You were delicious, but I wanted to save you. I wanted the bond with you." The waitress came to take Celia's empty plate and to ask Pam if she wanted another True Blood, and the vampire smiled. "NO, thank you. I am ready for it right from the source." Celia blushed again, and it made Pam smile. "We will take the check."
Pam paid it with a large bill, and stood from the table. She looked stunning in the lavender dress that she had chosen for the night as they had stopped at home to change, and it just brushed her lower thighs. Celia had always thought she had amazing legs. She tossed her hair back, and took Celia's hand to lead her from the building. "What do you want to do now?" Celia asked her, breathing in the cool air.
"Let's go into one of those holiday shops. I would like to look at things for the house for Christmas." Pam suggested, even though she was eager to touch Celia very soon. "I was thinking of a feminine tree in the living room."
"Pink or purple?" Celia asked, and Pam gazed at her with another grin. "I would like that. I think our first Christmas should be special." She leaned up to kiss Pam, and the vampire let go of her hand to pull her close. They kissed for a few minutes, and then strolled to the mall a block across the street. They found everything they needed to decorate the expansive house, and soon Pam was pulling up the car to load the many purchases into the back. She was waiting on a tree, but she smiled as she pictured her gifts to Celia under the it, and the childish look on her face as she smiled happily. Celia asked for ice cream on the way home, and ran into a store as Pam waited in the car. They returned home, and Celia had a few bites of the ice cream on the couch beside Pam as they watched a movie, and then glanced over at the vampire with a gleam in her eye. "Take off your clothes, baby."
"Why, baby?" Pam asked, her, raising her eyebrow as Celia leaned over to kiss her slowly.
"Just do it." Celia ordered her gently, and Pam stood as she pulled away.
"Is this going to be…..messy?" Pam asked her, and Celia giggled as Pam slid down the dress. "Anything else?"
"All of it." Celia said, her eyes darkening as the vampire removed her small lacy bra and matching thong. "It might get a little sticky. Is that a problem?" Pam stared down at her and Celia met her eyes. "Come here." Pam moved to the pretty cream coloured couch and leaned back, and Celia lifted off her own shirt and tossed it to the side. She rook the container of ice cream, and dipped her finger in slowly as she eyed Pam's body. Celia straddled the vampire and traced her nipple with the finger, smiling as Pam arched her cool body up with a hiss. Celia leaned over her to flick her with her tongue, then sucked her into her mouth as Pam moaned. She followed with the other nipple and got a louder moan, dragged her teeth down her stomach as she gripped Pam's hips. "I want you, Pam." Celia whispered, and looked at her. She spread Pam's legs as she lowered her mouth further, not needed the sweet chocolate ice cream any more as she found her wet center. Pam gripped her thick hair as Celia licked and sucked, coming hard for her lover before she flipped Celia over to ravage her. Pam took it up a level and made Celia scream as she came, sinking her fangs deep into her thigh as Celia shook violently before her. She closed her eyes and tasted the sweet blood, wondering if she should stop. She sucked harder, hearing the girl moan before her as her hands dropped to the mattress weakly as she leaned her head back
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