She had woken up late; night had fallen by the time she'd awoken. But there were no interruption to her shower this time. Some part of her was disappointed, another was relieved and most of her was just thoroughly confused.

But when she stepped out the shower, Pam was standing wearing a light pink shirt, a grey skirt and black, polished penny loafers, and of course, she added the accessory of putting sunglasses a top of her head. She looked great, while Theodora stood wearing a towel looking at her.

"We're going shopping," She said, handing Theo a pastel blue dress. As modest as ever, Theo turned away from Pam as she dressed, though after yesterday's incident, you'd think she'd feel a little less modest around Pam who was as unaffected as ever. But alas, she was not, if not, more so, modest and embarrassed with Pam watching her.

A brief thought drifted through her head, which she diminished quickly. Stay focus, she thought to herself, the last thing I need is for her to pick up on it.

"So why are we going shopping?" Theo asked over her shoulder as she shimmied into the dress, blushing crimson as she did. She felt strange in her stomach, a feeling she was not acquainted to. Stage fright brought a close reminded of it, but it was different to that, less painful, but then again she hadn't been on stage since she was fourteen.

"You can't keep borrowing my clothes." Blunt, to the point and an obvious answer that even Theodora should have picked up on. There was no dodging around the bullet with Pam, she'd been alive too long to actually care for human emotions such as hurt. Though in all honesty, Theo was not quite hurt by the fact that Pam was sick of her borrowing her clothes. She'd be annoyed if she'd been in that position… wouldn't she?

"No, you're right, but if you can get my handbag back, why can't you get my suitcase back?"

"Then I wouldn't have these moments where I get to come in and see you in a towel." She stated with a blank expression. "Where's the fun in that?" Realisation dawned on Theo suddenly and she took a step back.

If Theo had actually been paying attention though, she would have realised that Pam had dodged her question quite skilfully. But she was too shocked by the sudden realisation that had come from Pam's statement.

"You're hunting me," She whispered harshly, "Y-you're not getting my blood, I don't consent, I do not give you permission." Pam stepped forward, fangs out and looked at Theo.

"It's more fun when they say no." Theo started to shake as Pam grabbed her, but almost fainted when she realised all that Pam was doing was zipping up the back of the dress. "You don't smell like a lot of the witches I've met, you smell sweeter." She pulled back in wonder and looked Theo over, the same way she did in the shower. "I wonder." She murmured before letting go.

I wonder what…?

Theo's mind started to work in over-drive as she tried to think of what Pam could mean by the two worded, three syllabled words 'I wonder'. Was it a question, a statement, a trail of thought, a closing to the previous sentence? What did she mean? She opened her mouth to ask, but before she could, Pam had left.

Mere moments later there was a rev of an engine and Theo found herself sliding her heels on and following the path towards the red car outside. Sliding into the seat beside Pam, she asked, "Why do you drive, I mean, being vampire and all don't you…"

"Being a witch why don't you just use magic to get there."

"Oh," She said. "I see." She looked away and lent her head on her arm before she turned and looked back at Pam, "What time to we have to be at Fangtasia?"

"Three." In the morning of course, Theo added silently. That was roughly. Five-six hours away.

"I'm not sure." Theo murmured as she turned to look in the mirror, "I'm not much of a cocktail dress person- I prefer to look professional."

"Yes, well, sometimes looking professional makes you look unprofessional," Pam murmured before handing her another dress, "Try blue." Blue, blue, blue and blue, everything was blue, green, brown and black. But mostly blue. "It brings out your eyes," She whispered causing Theo to jump. Like before, she had assumed that Pam had left her so she could change out of the green dress into the blue one.

"I really don't get why you watch me change." Actually, she'd only caught Pam watching her the once.

"Try this one on as well," She placed a white pair of dress pants onto the pile of clothes with a golden brown shirt. It was then that Theo realised that Pam hadn't remained in there, she had actually left and returned with new clothes. The poor humans, they're probably stiff with fright, of her. "Next we will get some shoes." Theodora beamed at the statement.

"That sounds great."

A while late, loaded with bags and returning to Pam's car, Theo was feeling great. She was packing the bags into the car, dressed in a new outfit. "I'll be right back, just got to use the bathroom before we leave." Pam didn't reply as she walked away.

Maybe vampire's aren't all that bad, She thought as she washed her hands. "After all, they were all once human." She turned away from the mirrors to dry her hands.

She heard the door creak and too late did she hear the rushed steps coming towards her, Her body froze a millisecond before suddenly something was around her neck. Surprised she didn't react to the attack, confused at what was happening - before realising that someone was choking her, trying to kill her.

Then she started to panic.

She tried to get her hands under the belt that was used for choking her, trying to loosen so she could take a breath, even a single one. Her legs thrashed beneath her as she tried to kick the person, skidding against the tiled floor in a panicked state. Her face felt hot and beneath her skin (and in her ears) she could feel and hear her heartbeat like a loud drum beat, calling her to unconsciousness and death. Her eyes hurt so much. She was coughing while trying to breathe and the feeling was awful, just awful as desperately she tried to survive.

She felt the bubble of magic, and she used all her will to fly the person behind her away from her. She felt the bubble burst and heard the person slam into the white tiled wall as she fell to her knees and pulled the loose belt away from her neck. When she turned around, coughing and wheezing, in no state to attack, she realised that the person had escaped. She lay panting against the cool floor for a few moments, getting as much air back as she could while she never let her eyes stray from the door. Finally, and shakily she stood up and walked back to the car.

Her legs wobbled and her body felt like crumpled paper, torn and used, fear coursed in her bloodstream and her nose was running – the worst part was that she just didn't care.

When Pam saw her, she didn't comment, instead she waited for her to speak first.

"I was attacked," She said softly as she lent against the car holding back her tears, too emotional, too tired to even think about what to do next, "I didn't see whom." It was later that she thought maybe she should have picked up the belt to see if any of the vamps could get a scent. If they had been willing to help that is.

Instead though, she curled up in the seat of the car as Pam drove. All she wanted was comfort, her mum to hold her, or someone to say it was ok. Nothing was ok though, nothing. Someone had made an attempt to kill her, may have succeeded if she hadn't had that bubble of magic. She'd been saved because she hadn't practiced magic she hadn't used it up. Oh bloody hell. Loosing her wand had saved her life.

Now Theodora was extremely shaken up, it's one thing to be threatened, and a whole different thing to be attacked with intent of her being dead. It was more invasive, more terrifying and enough to make her want to pull her hair out and run away back home to her bed screaming.

Screw work, she'd rather just permanently hide under the covers.

They drove back to the house, and to keep busy, she picked up her bags and took them to the bedroom before she collapsed on the bed. She lay there for a few moments, staring at the wall before feeling as though she was exposed to the world. Quickly she hid under the covers, hiding her whole body under it, paranoid that the killer knew where she was.

Pam didn't bother her, just dropped some of the bags off and later gave her some coffee. Water would have been better but she didn't say that. Instead she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

When she woke up, she was in the car again and Pam was wearing a different outfit. "Where are we going?" She asked groggily as she pulled the seatbelt on that the ampire had forgotten to do.

"Fangtasia."

Oh. Right. Eric had wanted her there for some reason. She'd asked Pam earlier why Eric would want her there, she never answered, so Theo never asked again. But this time she really didn't want to be there, didn't want to see what Eric wanted her to see, hell she didn't even want to be awake. Being awake meant remembering that she could have died. She didn't want that.

Theodora started to shake, and then she started to cry. She wanted to go home, to London, where it was safe, where no one was after her. Pam looked at the crying girl beside her and reached over to wipe the tears awake. The gesture probably would have meant more if she had then stuck her thumb in her mouth after collecting the tears on her cool finger, but Theo didn't notice that, didn't notice that vampire's were very strange when it came to body fluids.

Hell, she didn't even care.

"Come on my itchy witch, it'll be a good night, Eric's invited the telepath." Oh, so she really was telepathic. She had thought it was a joke when Eric and Pam had mentioned on one passing occasion to another. "We're going to find out who's been taking Eric's money."

"I bet you its Long Shadow."

"I believe it's the accountant, we'll see who wins this," Pam said whilst grinning. Her fangs were extended slightly, and this caused Theo to chuckle slightly. "Winner chooses the prize." Theo hoped that either she won or it wasn't a real bet. Either way, she hoped Pam didn't ask for her blood.