A/N: Well, it turns out I do have time to post a chapter today and I should have enough chapters written to take me until I can write for 6x10. So...bonus chapter! :D Hope you enjoy x

"It's morning," Jessica murmured, raising her head from Pam's shoulder to look fearfully up at the ceiling.

"See? Nothing to worry about," James said from where he was sitting nearby, shooting her a kind smile.

"Maybe they're not going to kill us," Steve said hopefully, smiling brightly.

"Or maybe they're lulling us into a false sense of security," Molly replied darkly from where she sat on the other side of Pam; still sulking as she'd been unable to get anything useful from the door.

Pam nudged her, nodding in Jessica's direction with a warning expression.

"Or they just wanted to scare us," Molly amended, looking a little guilty as she noticed the way Jessica was huddled into Pam's side.

"Jason might come for us," Jessica mumbled with a touch of wistfulness as she rested her head back on Pam's shoulder.

"What is it?" Molly asked, noticing the small smile that had graced Pam's face.

Pam's smile widened as she felt some of his frustration, "Eric, he's here."

In reality, Eric was beyond frustrated – he was livid.

Although he'd managed to find several vampires in his quest throughout the facility, and subsequently set them all free, he'd made no progress in his search for Pam. Even seeking her out through their bond had proved useless as he'd found himself confronted with several locked doors.

He knew where she was, he just couldn't work out how to get there.

He was quietly seething in front of yet another locked room when he heard a low groan from one of the guards that littered the hallways. Pleased to have found someone to take out his frustration on, he was surprised to find that he recognised him.

"Jason Stackhouse," he said, clearly amused as he sauntered over, "looking good my friend," he added, taking note of his injuries.

Jason looked up at him with pain filled eyes, "They took them all away…Jess…Pam…I was trying…" he trailed off, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, "ambushed."

Eric narrowed his eyes, regarding his critically, "Now the last time I saw you, you were spouting some pretty hateful ideas."

Jason nodded, "I know I was," he said quietly, sounding a little ashamed.

Eric's expression turned assessing as he detected a change of heart, "How well do you know your way around this place?"

"Pretty f*cking well."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

His decision made, Eric knelt down beside him. "Help me remember," he said, his wrist halfway to his mouth, "have I ever healed you before?"

Jason took a moment to think about it, "I don't think so."

Eric smiled, "Well then you are in for a treat," he told him as he bit into his wrist. "Now when you dream of me, dream of nice things," he ordered, allowing some of his blood to dribble into Jason's mouth.