So I woke up with this idea in my head, then I got a review and I knew I should write it. Don't expect these to keep coming this quickly. I'm posting it tonight cause I can't wait any longer, and I'll be out tomorrow…otherwise I'd look over it. But you don't care about that you care about the story. Sorry to interrupt.

Chapter Two (for all who enjoyed the first)

The car ride to Fangtasia was long, and boring. We drove on endless stretches of dark highway only illuminated by the occasional street lamp. Bill was quiet most of the way there. He looked angry, but then again his face almost always held the expression of pain or sadness. About halfway through the trip I decided I couldn't take any more of the silence. I reached for the knob to turn the volume up on the radio. As I did, Bill looked at me with an angry gaze. I slunk back into my seat, and turned to look out the window.

I accidently sighed, and realized my error. I knew Bill was watching me. I could feel his captivating brown eyes on the back of my head. He was wondering why I had made such a humanlike sound.

"What's wrong?" Bill had finally broken the silence. I was grateful.

"Nothing, why do you ask?" I said quickly. I was intrigued by the nature that Bill drove so quickly passed. There was a lot of woods but hidden in there was a forgotten field. A barn was collapsing in the rear of the field and the plants were brown and tall. I wanted so badly to run through the field, just to feel the nip at my face again or to have the feeling of exhaustion. I started to remember running through my grandfather's grain field after it was harvested. I spent a lot of time with my grandfather during harvest times in Hamina. On special occasions we'd drive into Helsinki together, just to spend the day, and one time we went all the way to St. Petersburg.

"You sound upset about something," Bill had interrupted my thoughts.

"Are you mad at me?" I blurted out.

He paused. His eyes fixed on the road in front of him. "No. Is this about what you did with Sookie? You think I'm mad? What you did was helpful actually. Eric doesn't like to wait. In fact we are late now." And even though he wouldn't say it, I knew that he also needed to stop being so hung up on Sookie. Deep down Bill agreed with me.

As if on cue Bill's phone rang. I jumped so high I almost hit my head on the roof. I don't think I had ever heard Bill laugh as much as he did. He was actually smiling. I didn't get to see this side of Bill very much. He changed when other people were around, as if to be tougher or something. I wasn't sure.

He answered his phone with a bit of a chuckle, "Hello."

I watched the smile fade slowly of off my makers face, and I turned back to the window. I spotted a deer standing in the woods with her baby and admired the beauty in one of the scariest places I had ever known. I tried so hard to force the memories out of my mind, but they always snuck back in especially when I was dead to world. My dreams were my enemies. Footsteps, howling, screaming it was all too much for me to handle.

The next thing I knew a hand was on my shoulder. "It'll be okay. Just don't think about it. I don't."

Bill was talking about my last few moments as a living, breathing person. I didn't think about it often. It was awful and I wanted nothing to do with my past. I was happy being who I was now. I loved my life as a vampire. There was nothing better.

"Who was on the phone?" I asked trying to get back to my normal self.

"Eric. We're late." We pull off the highway onto the off ramp to Shreveport. It took a few more minutes for us to arrive at Fangtasia and actually park. The club was packed which meant finding a parking spot was chaos. We drove around a million times to find a spot. Once a spot opened up Bill rocketed towards it so we weren't any later than we already were.

I heard Bill open up his door and step out. I began to open the door but I wasn't quick enough. Bill was holding my door open for me.

"Kiitos," I said on accident. If I could have blushed, I would have. "Sorry, you know sometimes it just-,"

"I know. You're welcome," he replied as I stepped out of the car. He had picked up bits of Finnish from me. I made little mistakes like that a lot, and when I got mad I made them too much. "I think we should go through the front entrance, since they aren't expecting you."

"Okay," I said with a smile. I was too excited to keep serious. I didn't get to go out that much since I was a "health risk." So judging on how it went tonight, I might be able to get out more. "So when do I get my own car?" I asked knowing the answer.

Bill shot a glare at me, "Never."

I had to laugh, "Please!"

He knew it was all just a joke but he went on, "When you can show me you're responsible you can have your own car."

"Typical teenager," said a middle aged fangbanger who passed us in the parking lot. She had one of the ugliest vampires I had ever seen with her and she wasn't too attractive either. Her hair was high on top of her head like you see on people from the '80's and her outfit probably came from that era too. She wasn't thin so her fat hung out of her high cut tank top and her low cut skirt. "I feel sorry for you," she said to Bill. Bill just smiled. I started laughing like crazy and ran to get in line. Bill showed up next to me a few seconds later.

We didn't have to wait long, Felicia was at the door tonight and she knew who Bill was. She told us Eric was in his office with Pam and that we were to make sure no one was following us before entering. Big business was going on apparently.

We walked into the dark club and I was in awe. The last time I was here, Bill took me in through the back and I saw nothing but offices and where the drinks and extra things were stored. The red and black walls made the bar feel quite different. The costumes that some of Eric's employees wore were unusual to me. But from what I saw it attracted the tourists even more. There were a few nerdy looking men trying to persuade a waitress to let them see Eric, like he was some kind of king. I didn't understand it. Eric wasn't that great to me, sure he was gorgeous but I guess he just wasn't my type. The waitress ended up leaving the two men at their table looking quite upset.

Bill led me past the bar, he grabbed my hand so I won't go wandering off by myself and get into trouble. I felt like a child, but in his eyes I was. Bill's pace quickened. He knew the club sparked my interests and he didn't want anything to happen. The song coming from the speakers changed and I watched as two women stood up on tables. Bill, still holding on to my hand, pulled me into a hall and I lost view of all the nightlife around me.

Bill slowed down and then stopped in front of a big, gray door. As he knocked, I heard a voice from within say come in. Standing in front of us was Eric and Pam. Eric was sitting at his desk, staring at his computer. He was wearing a Fangtasia t-shirt and a pair of worn out jeans. His blue eyes looked like ice the color of ice tonight. Pam was wearing khakis and a lilac sweater, probably designer, and a pair of lilac heels to match. She always looked good.

"Why did you bring her?" Eric's voice reflected the color of his eyes perfectly.

"I couldn't just leave her alone," Bill responded. The happiness that once flooded his face in the car had disappeared. Tension filled the bond that Bill and I shared. Bill was not happy that Eric was bedding his love but there was nothing he could do. The tension was enough to make someone sick, and I guess I had made a face like I was going to be.

"Are you okay?" Pam asked.

I took a breath, "Yes, I'm fine. I'm just feeling a little weird."

"It's the tension between the two men. They need to just kiss and make up already," Pam said.

Eric glared at her, "Pam, take Anya and keep her occupied. We have some things to clear up."

Pam walked towards the door. She opened it and waited. I looked at Bill to make sure it was okay for me to go out into the world with just Pam. He nodded and I followed Pam out of the room.

She led me over to a booth and told me to sit. I made sure my dress fell neatly around me before I sat down. I tried to look as nice as possibly around Pam. She sat down across the table from me and laughed, "Obedience. You'll lose that trait."

"Bill might kill me if I stopped obeying him." Pam just sat there staring at me for a while. A waitress came up to us and asked if we'd like anything. Pam ordered us two Truebloods. "So how long do you think this will take?" I asked.

"Not sure, I'm never sure. Some days Eric just goes on and on in these meetings. Other times it's to the point."

"Oh." I couldn't think of what else to say. I started to look around the room again. It was so dark and crowded. I noted all the gothic styled furniture and designs. While taking in the scenery, I caught the eye of an odd looking man. He had a round and chubby face that shined in the light above him. His cheeks reminded me of Santa's- rosy red. His hair was disappearing on the crown of his head and when he smiled you could see his yellowing teeth decaying, and slowly rotting out of his head. I was thankful the waitress walked right in front of the man so I could break his gaze. I turned away and watched as Pam drank her bottle of Trueblood.

"What?" She snapped.

"How can you be satisfied by this synthetic crap?" I said lifting the bottle of warm "blood" to take a sip.

"You have to if you want to mainstream," She said as I put down the bottle and made a face. She laughed, "You are really strange."

"I hear that a lot," I replied. Over her shoulder, I watched a muscular man walk past the row of tables and even past ours. He didn't smell like a human should. He must have been a Were. I hated Weres. I tensed up a little as he passed. I watched him walk down the hallway I had just come from. My nerves began to race, what if he was going in there where Bill. I jumped up and Pam jumped in front of me. She pushed me back down.

"What are you doing?" She asked sounding a bit angry.

"Who is that guy? Where is he going? Why is he-?"

"Slow down, jumpy," She sat back down in her spot across the table from me. I sat up and fixed my dress. "He's here for the meeting with Eric and Bill."

"He could be after Bill," I started to jump up again but Pam was standing over me.

"Sit. He'll be fine," She stood by my side for a little while. I looked down into my lap trying not to make eye contact with Pam. I knew she was irritated with me. "What's your deal with Weres?" She said quietly. I looked up to see her watching me with a confused look on her face.

"You remember the night you and Bill found me," I said.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"I had been attacked by Weres," I quickly looked back down into my lap. She sat back down but this time next to me. "I thought you would have known. I heard I reeked of werewolf."

"I don't remember much from that night. I remember getting a call from Bill the night after Alexei attacked to come help him figure out why there were werewolves in his woods. I was too injured to fully help but I remember finding a few of them and killing them. It was a fun night, until I saw Bill carrying you," Pam could talk about it a lot easier than I could. She paused as if thinking about what to say next. "You know I had a hand in making you. You're part mine." She said that so calmly. Like creating something that was like a child was so unimportant.

"What do you mean?" I was remembering that night in bits in pieces lately.

"You were crying, 'help me, help me.' In a moment of caring," She and I both laughed. It was hard to find Pam actually caring about someone other than herself, Eric, or Fangtasia, "I started to drain you and give you my blood. Bill knew I was too weak and I had lost a lot of blood the night before so he finished the job."

"I didn't know…," I was in shock. Bill had always told me he found me and saved me. I remember Pam being there, but I blacked out after the pain hit me.

"That's why we're close. You're part me. It may be a small part but it's enough." She stood up and walked over to the bar. Felicia had signaled her over to the phone.

This was interesting. It explained why I wanted to spend so much time with Pam, and why we got a long so well. I was part hers, which meant, I was part of Eric too. I wondered if he knew about this. He probably did. If Bill and I were so close through our bond, then Pam's small bond with me could probably be detected by Eric.

I thought about this for a long time, until I saw that Were pass by my table again and Pam slam the phone down. Eric and Bill were trailing the Were with Pam following behind. They were acting odd, I thought. Bill could have easily raced and blocked the Werewolves path, but he didn't. Then I remembered the bar and how it was probably to not make a scene. Eric, Bill, Pam, and the Were were almost to the back entrance. I got up from my seat and slowly followed them out the door, but from a distance, Bill would have had a fit if I were coming too.

I slipped out the back entrance a couple seconds after. Pam half turned and smirked at me. I guess it was her blood in me that made me curious and ready for action. I stayed close to the wall so Bill wouldn't know I was there.

"Alcide, you have a duty to us to tell us what you know about Victor," Eric said. Alcide, the big muscular Were that had passed my table, was at his car door when Eric finally said something.

He spun around to look at Eric. He was being lit up by the street lamp above him. You could see his muscles under his white shirt. He was tan, tall, and very handsome for a werewolf. His black wavy hair moved so nicely in the wind. But I could smell his scent a mile away. I about let out a loud sound of disgust when the wind carried the scent towards me, but I kept it together so I wouldn't give away my position.

"Victor wants to make a deal with the Shreveport pack," Alcide said, "We aren't sure what about but we think it has something to do with taking over Louisiana. He mentioned Sookie."

Anger radiated off of Eric and Bill. In the blink of an eye Eric was standing face-to-face with Alcide.

"If you or anyone does anything to harm Sookie, I will personally come after you," As Eric spoke, I felt that the words he was saying were true for Bill too. He would kill anyone who hurt Sookie; he had before.

"That's why I came to tell you what he said to us. I wouldn't hurt Sookie, and the pack together wouldn't hurt her. She is a friend," Alcide opened the car door and got in. Eric started to walk back towards Fangtasia.

"What do we do?" Bill asked Eric.

"You take your child home and we talk about this later," Eric walked past me and back into the bar. Pam followed, but stopped to tell me she'd see me soon. Bill looked frustrated.

"What were you doing outside with us?" He asked as we headed back to the car.

"I was curious. I guess it was the Pam in me," I said that last part slowly so he could take it all in.

"She told you," He stated. He was too frustrated to talk about it. He opened the car door for me. I slid in and waited for Bill to get in the driver's seat. I watched him glance at the building that housed Fangtasia one last time and when he turned back I thought I saw a drop of blood fall from his face. He got in the car next to me and we drove off. Not saying one word to each other the whole time.