The bar wasn't opened that night, and me, Eric and Pam sat before the TV, watching the revelation of us to the world.

"Here goes nothing." I muttered now as a woman, a vampire named Nan Flanagan spoke to the 'representative of the human race'

they were treating us like aliens... and it wasn't a good start.

The live broadcast went on for over an hour, and by the end of it, things were... ok I suppose. It hadn't gone completely smoothly, but the representative relayed news that no action was going to be taken against our race.

Humans were the monsters, not us really. We'd been here for thousands of years, yet we hadn't hurt them, these weakling humans.

"I'm not drinking this fake blood." Eric growled now, and I didn't blame him- I wasn't planning on it either. Why the fuck did we have to change our natures so these humans could feel safer-! These were the ones that would kill us in our sleep.

I was working myself up into a fury now, and Eric could tell as he asked. "What's wrong?"

"How fucking dare these bastards! Treating us like this... would they eat fake food? No! No they wouldn't-!"

"Calm down." he groaned now, and I just folded my arms and said. "I've had it with humans. Can't believe we were once one of them."

Pam rolled her eyes now and went to say something, but Eric snapped, knowing I wasn't in a very tolerant mood. "Out Pam."

"But?"

"Now."

She stropped off and slammed the door closed on her way out. Eric sighed, then made me face him and said. "What's gotten into you?"

"Just pissed off I suppose. Human's are going to treat us like shit, and we're supposed to put up with it-? Just stake me now, because I'm not putting up with crap."

Eric rolled his eyes, then stood up and said. "If we want to survive, we'll have to adapt."

"You're not drinking this crap either, are you?"

"Nope, no way in hell."

"That's what I thought." I smirked, then stood up and grabbed his hands. "What are you doing?"

"Let's go for a walk." I grinned now, and he raised an eyebrow. "You've cheered up."

"Look- the bar's closed for today. You have nothing planned?"

"No, but-"

"Let's do something for once."

He was looking more than sulky now as I said. "Look- the shops downtown don't close until late tonight. Shopping? I wanna spend some of your money."

"Spend your own and go with Pam. I'm not going."

"You're so boring, even Godric didn't mind coming with me last time."

"Well I'm not like Godric."

"Hell no. He's alot better in bed than you."

"Hey-!" Eric was scowling at that, then he growled and went in the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a card and tossed it to me. "You, out. Don't you dare spend so much!"

"Can I go up to a thousand?"

"... only if you go with Pam and shut up."

I sulked myself now, but then rolled my eyes. "Fine. But if I kill her, it's your fault, not mine."

"Out!"

I was walking beside the bitch in question as we made our way into town, and we were both deliberately not looking at each other, faces like sucking a lemon.

"Where first?" I asked now as we reached town, and she just said. "There." walking towards the first one nearest us. It looked nice from the window decorations.

"Look Pam, I know we didn't get of to a good start in 1890-"

"You tried to kill me."

"You got my house burnt down!"

She turned and said now, eyes cold. "You were hoping for a nice apple pie life with your stray then huh?"

"I was actually."

"Pitiful."

I wasn't feeling any nicer to her at the moment, and I turned and said. "Why the fuck did Eric turn you anyway? Didn't think he was that desperate."

"I can't believe he actually loves you. Idiot."

That was way over the line, and I turned around and snarled, praying that my fangs didn't come out in the middle of the shop from how angry I was.

"You are really trying my patience now. Eric might be more tolerant of that mouth of yours, but I'm not. And I'm actually older than Eric by a tad, so show respect."

"Does 'fuck off' count?"

I chuckled at that, then saw a nice top and threw it at her. "Here- that'll suit you bitch"

She looked impressed by my choice, then picked up a nice little dress and threw it to me. "Likewise."

After a while, I suppose we kinda became... shopping buddies? Definitely not friends. But once we were past insults and me rubbing it in that I'd slept with Eric when he was human... something that actually wound her up quite a bit to my delight.

We returned to the bar and Eric came out his office, then saw the amount of bags we had each- about six or seven.

"And how much did all that come to?" he asked in a dark growl, and I thought about it, then said cheerfully. "About one thousand five hundred."

"I was joking!" Eric now said, then grabbed a bag and set it down on the table. "How can you spend so much money on..." he pulled out a pair of jeans and finished glumly with. "Just clothes."

"Very easy." Pam said now, smirking smugly as she set her own bags down, and Eric looked sour that he was out of so much money.

Then again, he should have been thankful that me and Pam were... acquaintances now.

Nothing solved arguments better than retail therapy.

Dawn was soon upon us, and I was in the bedroom with Eric, who was watching me try all the clothes I had bought, giving me an opinion on each one I showed him.

"You could try those new bras on if you want." he smirked now, watching me as I delved into the new bag. "You try them on then if you like them so much." then threw him my new blue leopard print ones at him and he chuckled. "Hmm, I'll pass."

"Good. Erica."

"Least my actual name isn't a mans... Freyr."

"It's a Norse god you prick. I thought you were the Viking retard, not me?"

"Mhmm." he threw it back to me and I put it away, collapsing onto the bed, looking at him in silence that made him ask. "You look troubled."

"I am." was my answer, raising a hand to that long blonde hair of his, wishing I could cut it.

"Tell me?"

"No."

"Why?" he inquired, and I sighed. "It's just... nothing."

"Mmhmm."

"Hey- I never get involved with your Sheriff crap. I don't even question that damned basement of yours, and they keep me awake sometimes. Can't you let that one in there out?"

"Nope. He was selling vampire blood."

"Selling it-? He's human isn't he?"

"Yes... and he still did it."

I sat up now and frowned. "What the hell is wrong with people-? Draining vampires for blood... It's so damn stupid."

"I agree... but can you imagine how much you could make from it?" Eric said now, and at least he wasn't using a business tone, or I would have thought he was thinking about it. Not with his own mind- he, both of us, we were a thousand years old... our blood was powerful, and Godrics? Blow your head off probably.

"Quite a lot I'm guessing?"

"A whole vampire... thousands." he just said, and I felt rather sour at that- we were being treated like adrug faze now. What next? Fucking humans...

I was silent, then I groaned and got up, going over to the TV and switching it on, looking for the evening movie. I sat back down on the edge of the bed and Eric shifted behind me, legs either side of me and put his arms around my shoulders. "Can't we just-"

"Ooh, look. Here's a good movie."

A silence, then. "Seriously? This?"

"Silent Hill is an epic film. Shush." I smiked, raising my hands to his for a moment that were under my chin. He now pulled me by my waist further up the bed, letting me lie between his legs and back of my head on his chest.

"Do we really have to watch this?" He groaned now, playing with my hair. I chuckled. "Mmhmm, yep."

"You're so mean to me."

"Get over it. Are you a man or a mouse?"

"I'm a vampire actually."

I turned over now and faced him. "You're such a cocky little crap. Forget little, think big." I kissed up his bare chest now and to his neck where I kissed him once more before going to his lips, meeting them for a moment or two. I let him go now, but he raised his hands and took my face, bringing me back to him, pressing them back to mine for a good few minuets. That was one of the things that made me so different to Eric- I wasn't overtly keen on getting it on every five minuets like him.

I had to admit though, when he wasn't be an overly pushing about getting me into bed, I liked it. He could be real sensitive at times, but a idiot the next.

He pulled off my vest now, throwing it aside and pulled me back to him, kissing me rather awkwardly from where both our fangs were getting in the way. I let him flip us over so he could bear down on me, and he smirked as he went to kiss me again, but didn't and bit into me, making me gasp a little, but I just grabbed his arm and bit down into it, tasting that different blood of his to a humans.

But now Eric let me go and I could see him frowning. "You taste... different."

I frowned myself now and looked up. "Well this isn't the first time you've bitten me. So what's different?"

"You taste... sweeter."

"Oh lovely (!) I'm a chocolate milkshake now am I?"

"Actually, yeah. You do." he smirked, then just started to kiss me once more, actually holding himself back and I sighed.

"Are we doing this or not? I'm getting bored now."

And the last for tonight. Hope you like and please review.