done. She opened her mouth to speak, but he beat her to it "Yeah I know it's bad" he smiled his hazel eyes meeting those of blue ones. "It could be better" she tried, making to dig out the silver bullet, "don't" he began his face briefly scrunching up in pain. At that Pam felt a twinge of guilt, "I don't have a choice" she said her hands going back to their previous task when she felt his fingers smooth a lock of hair behind her ear, "you're pretty, like Jess was" he smiled "whose jess?" she begun but suddenly felt the wave of pain that hit her before she could a full scream ripped through his body, she then felt her insides start to burn and realised that she was only feeling this second hand. Sam started thrashing around on the couch knocking things to the floor. "Shit" she chortled trying to pin him down.

Meanwhile Tara was sitting at the bar; she could hear Sam's screams coming from behind the office door. She was about to get up when the door of Fangtasia burst open and in walked Eric and Nora, "where's Pam" Eric demanded coldly his face bland of any emotion, "I don't know" she lied knowing he could sense she was lying, dammit. It was then another shriek ripped through the bar and Eric's eyes snapped viciously to the office and he started to make tracks towards the door, Tara beat him to it vamping to the door and holding it with her body "you can't go in there" she said her voice cracking on the last word, "give me a reason why I can't" he snarled his fangs on show his patience was wearing thin, "Pam's busy" she stuttered. Eric growled in annoyance and shoved her out the way; he rammed the door open effortlessly.

Pam spun around wildly, which was a very weasel like thing to do in her case. Eric stood there shock still, his blue flames boring into hers his attention then diverted to the passed out vampire on the couch and she could hear the guttural growl building within him. "Eric I -" she begun but cut across her, "who the fuck is this" he grumbled watching Sam with his blue eyes. "His- his um my progeny" she all but bleated quickly looking to the floor. "Get up" he roared grabbing her by the fore arm and yanking her towards the basement steps, "Eric what's wrong" came the accent of Nora but before she could go any further , the basement door was slammed shut and Pam was flung down the stairs falling in a messy heap.

"I had forbidden you from ever being with another man again and what do you do?" he ruptured silently envious; "I know but I was so lonely and you kept pushing me away, I didn't know what to do, Eric" she spoke fast and desperate running to him and gripping his shirt. "You disobeyed me" he shoved her back against the wall and grabbed her throat. "I know, but im not sorry-she squeaked clawing at his hand- I have never lied to you Eric, Im not saying im a saint but I've always told you the truth, and for to think that I'd go behind your back and narce you up to the authority, when you were fucking one, fuck that two of the women there, so tell me Eric cause im curious how does it feel to, to be deceive by the person you've spent your entire life with and shared everything, but like I said I don't regret making Sam in fact im glad" Eric's hold on her neck released and she fell to the floor gasping and coughing, shaking and on the verge of tears, Eric grabbed her under her arms and lifted her to a standing position then left, Pam pulled herself together enough to trudge up the stairs 'Where's Sam?' Pam shot out to Tara "his still out cold'-Tara said Pam nodded Nora was sat at one of the stalls, 'where's Eric?' Pam said strutting towards her, "in the office" Tara spoke. 'Shit" Pam thought rushing towards the office and when she got in she was met with the sight of Eric sitting in his office chair, "what are you doing Eric?" she asked watching as Eric's attention shifted to the couch where Sam was laying still out, "I'm just trying to wrap my head around why the fuck you would do this" Eric said as he got up and rounded his desk, "I already told you why Eric" she said her voice starting to shake a little, "how can you do this to me Pamela" he said his eyes boring into hers, this made Pam snap. "how could I – how could you do everything you've done to me" she asked her voice getting higher with the verge of hysteria, it was then she noticed that Sam was starting to rouse and went to his side pulling him into a tight embrace. She could see the jealously coming of Eric his fist were balled at the side of his body and he looked like he was gonna blow, "you ok?" she asked smoothing Sam's hair of his face as he struggled to sit up. "Yeah I guess" he said hissing as he stood up to his full height. He was exactly the same height of Eric, "whose he?" he asked Pam, Pam's eyes snapped to Eric's. "His – his name's Eric his maker" Pam said standing to her feet and holding onto Sam's arm whilst Eric and him competed in a stare off.

"Pamela is mine" Eric snarled his dominant side coming out, "I don't think so" Sam tested suddenly grabbing Pam and planting a sweet kiss on her lips. That was it, a roar erupted from Eric chest and he flew viciously at Sam, fangs bared and then shot through Sam's new fangs they were big and killer sharp. "ERIC DON'T" Pam shrieked trying to pull Eric of Sam as both males thought to be Alpha. It was the hard elbow to the face that literally sent her flying into the wall and she cried out yanking at her head, which drew both Eric and Sam to a stop.

Despite all the knocks she had, she had to admit that hurt. Eric was about to rush to her side when Sam beat him to it lifting Pam off her feet as she shoved him off, she didn't miss the side smile that plastered Eric's feature but that was soon wiped away as she gave both of them a slap in the face and stalked off out of the bar. To get some fresh air, she huffed in annoyance and wiped a tear that she had let slip from her cheeks smudging her porcelain skin. It was then she heard the sound of heavy footsteps, "fuck off Eric" she sneered turning around and then she was greeted with the sight of a fist, then everything went black.

She could feel her body being pulled through what could only be described as branches and she winced as she felt herself be thrown onto grass. She opened her eyes to see a man, six foot in height, piercing green eyes and a big dark brown jacket. His hair was a dirt brown color like Sam's "oh no" she thought, "could this be dean Winchester. She had to admit for a human this man hit hard, a husky voice caught ears 'Rise and Shine sleeping beauty', 'Pam scowled 'I take it your Dean- she said getting to her feet and brushing the dirt and brushes off her designer skirt'-my apologies I don't think I introduced myself properly my name is Pam Swynford de Beaufort- she said with a sarcastic curtsy' 'Blow me Bitch' Dean bit back clicking his rifle into fire, Pam smirked ' your too late, your brothers mine now' she snarled ' I don't care' dean said walking towards her Pam arched a brow 'you see I knew one of you would show up, just like I knew Sam wouldn't listen when I told him to stay in, the night you turned him into one of you blood sucking demons' dean ranted, Pam's smile only grew wider ' Carful dean that's my progeny you're talking about' he tried to cut across her but was interrupted, there was a sudden gush of wind; dean was knocked down to the floor, Sam stood there helping Pam to her feet ' are you okay -he said his hazel emeralds meeting those of her blue jewels she nodded drawing in an unneeded shuddering breath- 'im glad you're here dean, look let's just talk about this' Sam sighed walking towards his brother 'She's poison Sam look what she did to you, soon as she's dead we can talk all you want 'dean scoffed 'Pam get out of here' Sam said turning to face her 'no she's not going anywhere' dean began, she didn't need to be told twice she took off running vamp speed back to fangtasia until Sam returned.