Chapter 5: The Return

A/N: I've decided to continue this story. I don't know how long it will be, but I'll just keep writing, I hope you'll keep reading. Please leave reviews and let me know what you think.

Trina gasped awake later that night, staring up at herself in the mirror above the bed. She had forgotten where she was for a moment until she also saw the reflections of Susan and Janet to her left, Susan directly beside her in the middle and Janet on the other side of her. It took her a moment before regrouping her thoughts and recalling what happened just a few hours ago. She took a deep breath and slowly sat up, swinging her feet over the side of the bed, hoping not to wake the other two. She waited to see if they would stir before deciding to stand and walk down the spiral stairs in her white nightie.

Upon arriving in the hotel suite's family room, she immediately walked over to the large windows, opening up the curtains and looking out at the city of Shreveport. The sky was a deep shade of blue as sunrise was beginning to approach. Trina stood and admired the sight before sighing again and wondering if it was all just a dream...Fangtasia, vampires, Pam.

"Pam-" She thought to herself, picturing the blonde in those high heels and tight black pants standing in front of the night club when they first laid eyes on each other. She replayed the sight in her head, looking at the woman from head to toe, her golden hair intoxicatingly stealing her attention with every small gust of wind. Then those eyes...those piercing blue eyes. It was now that Trina remembered the lust and hunger behind them and her hand instinctively reached up to touch the spot on her neck where the tall vampire had bitten. She knew the marks were gone after Pam had used her own blood to heal them, but she closed her eyes and remembered how they felt on her soft skin. She didn't know what it was, but she missed them...almost like battle scars. She wanted them there to remind her, but Pam had insisted on getting rid of them due to the fact that vampers could get in trouble for feeding in an exposed forum.

Trina opened her eyes again and she sighed, walking over to the couch and sitting down on it, closing her eyes again and running the best part of last night through her head. Her first time having sex directly with a woman, her first time seeing a live vampire (or at least knowing about it), her first time being bitten by one, or sleeping with one (again, that she knew about).

"Warmer?" Pam asked in her southern accent.

"Mmm…" Trina moaned. "Much better."

"Good." Pam still held onto Trina's wrist just after tasting the brunette's blood on it. She forcefully lifted her hand above her head, placing it against the wall and doing the same to the other hand. Eventually, she held both wrists in one hand as her free hand pushed Trina's head to the side, giving her easy access to her neck once more and the blonde leaned in, taking a few last gulps before pulling Trina's hair to release her teeth from her tender skin.

"How long have you been a vampire?" Trina broke the silence, wondering herself where that question had come from.

Pam just glared at her at first before finally letting go of the human and standing back a bit. "That's none of your business." She put one hand on her hip as her other hand reached up to her own mouth, wiping away any excess blood or female juices with her thumb and resting that same hand on her other hip.

"I was just-"

"I don't really care what you were just…" Pam walked over to the other side of the desk, bending over to pick up Trina's clothes and literally throwing them at her. "Don't ask questions you don't want the answer to."

Trina barely caught the clothes as they hit her in the face and chest. She stood, a bit in shock holding the clothes for a moment before beginning to put them back on. "I'm sorry, it's just that you already know a lot about me now yet I know almost absolutely nothing about you." She finally finished clasping her bra and putting on her underwear.

As Trina put the dress over her head, Pam scoffed before responding, "Why is it that humans always wanna have a heart to heart conversation after fucking?" She turned around, walking to the chair behind the desk and sitting in it.

"That's not why...Trust me, I've fucked a lot of men myself with no heart to hearts involved. I guess maybe it's because," she paused," ...you're the first vampire I've ever been with. The first vampire I've ever met actually." She walked around the desk as well and sat on top of it, looking down at Pam in the chair. "I'm just curious, I guess." She weakly smiled and Pam rolled her eyes looking back up to her.

"Haven't you ever heard the term, 'Curiosity killed the cat?'" The vampire waited for an answer, but instead. she just received a smile from the human and she tried her hardest not to smile back. "You'd better get back out to your friends before some hungry vamps close in on them."

Trina looked down at her as if she didn't hear the statement and she said one more thing that popped into her head. "How come we've never known about vampires' existence?"

Pam stood, closing the space between them and opening her mouth to expose her fangs. Trina grew nervous and gasped, retracting her head a bit before the blonde lifted her own thumb to her fang, biting it just enough to draw blood. The human swallowed hard, relieved when the woman's fangs disappeared. She watched as the older of the two slowly moved the bloody thumb to the bite marks on her neck, rubbing the red liquid in circles. Finally, Pam answered her. "Because it's too dangerous." The bite marks were healed and she brought her arm down.

Trina stared at her lips, struggling to choke up any words. "Too dangerous for YOU if humans knew?"

Pam's left eyebrow raised indifferently. "Not exactly. It could go both ways….Start another civil war possibly. If humans knew we existed, they'd fight in fear, knowing that we're a danger to them. And unfortunately, you outnumber us….Although Sanguinistas are trying to change that, and you have far more advantages than we do."

"We do?" Trina wondered. "Like what?"

Pam looked down, not wanting to answer, knowing she's already said too much. "Nothing." She moved away from the desk. "Nothing."

Trina watched her walk away for a second before finally hopping off the desk and putting her left hand up to touch her neck. Gone...the bite marks were gone and she didn't understand. "How-?"

"My blood." Pam answered for her, not even hearing the rest of the question nor seeing the woman behind her feeling around at her neck in confusion. Trina smiled at the floor until Pam turned around once again. "Now, about those friends of yours..."

Trina snapped out of her memory when she heard her name coming from the redhead standing at the top of the spiral staircase. "Hey, Trina. What are you doing up?" Susan asked, sleep obviously still in her eyes as she looked down at her friend on the white sofa.

"I don't know...thinking I guess." The dark haired woman answered looking straight ahead, seeing Susan descending the stairs in her peripheral vision.

Susan finally reached the last step and she wrapped her bathrobe around herself, approaching the couch to sit beside Trina. "Thinking about what?" She saw by the look in Trina's eyes exactly what it was she was thinking about. "The vampires?" She asked, knowing the answer.

The former flight attendant didn't answer, but she shrugged one of her shoulders and looked to her right at Susan. "Maybe we should have let Pam glamour us….or whatever it is that she called it."

"Why?"

"I don't know...I can't stop thinking about it."

Susan had no response as she leaned her elbow against the back of the couch and resting her head in her hand. "You wanna go back, don't you?" Trina tried to protest, but Susan knew better. "It's okay...I kind of do too." She whispered.

"Really?" Trina was shocked considering she remembered how much Susan and Bruce had regretted experimenting swinging with her and Tom.

"I...I do." She confessed. "But just one more time...and we can let her glamour us after tonight."

The dark haired woman couldn't help but smile. 'But what about Janet?"

"Oh, I'm sure she'll wanna go again. She had more fun than we did last night." The two women laughed remembering all the vampires who took an interest in their shy friend that night.

"That's true." Trina blushed, keeping her experience with Pam a secret. She never mentioned to Janet and Susan what happened after she woke up in the office of Fangtasia. As far as they knew, she just woke up and the three of them left for the hotel right away. But a part of her couldn't wait to see the blonde again.

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"Why are you in such a hurry, Trina?" Janet asked as she watched her friend pace back and forth in the bedroom of the hotel suite.

"I just really wanna go the second the sun has gone down." She tried to justify. "I don't wanna be rushed out like we were last night-" She stopped pacing to think if it could be called 'night.' "...This morning...Whatever. I just don't wanna be forced to leave because it's bedtime for the vampires again."

"Okay?" Janet looked at her with confusion as she slightly nodded, pretending to understand even though she definitely did not. Trina began to pace again and Janet took in a deep breath before widening her eyes and turning around to go down the stairs while they waited for Susan to get out of the shower.

Trina stayed upstairs to continuously bang on the bathroom door, eagerly yelling to Susan to hurry up. Eventually, the redhead got out and Trina helped her dress as fast as possible.

"Do you think he'll be there again?" Janet asked on the ride to Fangtasia.

"I'm surprised you even remember him." Trina laughed.

"You were so drunk last night." Susan giggled.

"I wasn't THAT drunk." Janet said, a bit embarrassed.

The other two nodded their heads looking at each other then back to her before they replied at the same time, "Yes, you were." They laughed once more.

"Whatever." Janet tried to hide her smile as she looked out the window.

They finally arrived to the vampire nightclub and Trina suddenly dreaded getting out of the vehicle. She had no clue why considering she had been impatiently waiting all day for the sun to set just so she could show up to see Pam again. Perhaps it was the butterflies in her stomach telling her to prepare for anything. "Are you coming, honey?" Janet asked after she got out behind Susan and noticed the dark haired woman seeming a bit hesitant to step out of the limousine.

"Uh, yeah." Trina leisurely put one foot out onto the pavement, weakly standing behind her friends. "Let's go." Her voice cracked as she began to approach the door, realizing that Pam wasn't waiting outside.

"Hello, Ginger is it?" Susan said to the blonde at the bar as they entered.

'What can I do for you?" She smiled at them, even though she felt all six of their eyes fixated on the several bite marks that covered her neck and chest.

Susan and Janet ordered drinks and when Ginger offered something to Trina she passed. "Is Pam around here?" Her two friends even looked at her strangely.

"No. She and Eric had business to take care of or something." Ginger responded while preparing the drinks for the two ladies.

"Eric?"

"The sheriff." Ginger replied with dreamy and lustful eyes.

"Oh, right." Trina vaguely remembered Ms. De Beaufort mentioning him.

"Why?" Ginger wondered.

"Oh, no reason. Uh, do you think they'll be back tonight?" Susan and Janet looked to each other in confusion.

"Uh, I'm not sure." She handed the other two their drinks. "Sorry." She left to take care of an impatient vampire asking for a bottle of AB positive Tru Blood.

"What do you need to see Pam for?" Susan wondered as the three stepped away from the bar and found a table close to the stage.

"I just have a question to ask her, that's all." Trina lied and stared at the female vampire dancer on the pole above them. She felt her cheeks grow warm as she was now attracted to women. She was a bit ashamed, but she couldn't help it. Pam had set something off in her.

"Well, hello ladies." They heard the smooth voice behind them. "Would any of you like to dance?"

"Not right now." Trina bitterly answered the forty year old looking man with long dark hair, though she never took her eyes off the dancer on the stage.

"Well, later then?" He asked slyly taking Janet's hand in his own and kissing it.

"Mmm…" Susan awkwardly looked to Janet.

"No, thanks." Janet said, taking her hand away.

"Come on...I don't bite." He smiled at Susan. "...much."

"Listen!" Trina's head finally snapped to him. "We don't want to, alright?" She saw his glaring eyes feasted upon her and she grew nervous, softening her voice a bit. "Just, please….go away."

He opened his mouth, showing his fangs and he used his super vampire speed to go around the table to be inches from Trina's face. "Listen, human." He closed in his eyes, breathing in the scent of her blood pulsing through her veins. He smiled evilly, hearing the heartbeats of Janet and Susan's increase. Shockingly, Trina showed no emotion, even as he spoke again. "I don't take orders from you...or from your kind. You look new here. Maybe you should've thought of the fact that maybe I haven't eaten yet tonight before thoroughly pissing me off." He moved in even closer, pressing his nose to her neck. "And you smell delicious." He pulled her hair, exposing her neck even more. "I love O positive."

"Stop! She's mine." They all heard the woman's voice near the bar.

The man hovering over Trina breathed her scent in once more, moving his fangs closer to her neck. "I don't care."

"Longshadow!" Trina gasped hearing the forceful voice to her right and she turned her head a bit more to see the extremely tall, blonde vampire speed up to their table to grab Longshadow by the collar and pull him off her. "You heard Pamela...she belongs to her."

"Eric!" The shorter man being held in the air grabbed Eric's wrist still clutching to his collar.

"Now, I'm gonna put you down, and you're going to leave these three ladies alone."

"Or what?" Longshadow hissed.

"Or I'll stake you...right here, right now." Eric Northman turned his attention to Pam who smiled at him and he smiled back before returning his gaze to Longshadow. "Unless you'd prefer something more painful than the true death...What do you say, Pam?"

Pam stepped closer to the two of them, everyone in the bar now watching, and she stared at Longshadow for a moment before grinning back at Eric. They both began speaking another language that no one else in Fangtasia could understand, not even Longshadow himself knew what they were saying, but everyone knew it was something awful just by seeing the looks on the two vampires' faces and the laughs that they shared when they finished.

"Well, Pam. I think that would be a bit extreme." Eric looked back up to the man in his own hand. He pulled him in closer so they looked intensely into each other's eyes. "You don't want the magister snooping around here again, do you?"

"No." The dark man said through gritted teeth.

"Then I suggest you be a good little vampire again and go back behind the bar where you won't cause any trouble...Or, I'll do just what Pam suggested and trust me...you don't wanna know what she suggested. Got it?" Longshadow slightly nodded and Eric let him go. "You may be part owner of this establishment...but don't forget that Pam and I started this business long before you joined as punishment by the magister himself. Don't give him a reason to worsen our punishment on YOUR behalf for your stubbornness and lack of self control."

Mr. Northman cleared his throat putting a smile back on his face. "Sorry about that, ladies." He turned to Trina, Janet, and Susan who all clung to each other. Trina didn't seem too threatened, but the other two however… "My name is Eric." He extended a hand to them, Trina being the bravest to actually take it.

"I'm Trina." She finally choked out.

"Nice to meet you, Trina. So you're Pam's human?"

"Uh, um...I guess? Although, I don't prefer to be someone else's possession." She and Eric were still shaking hands as she sent an annoyed glare toward Pam.

"Hey, I saved your life just now. I could've just let him fucking eat you."

"Well, why didn't you?" The dark haired woman wondered aloud and Pam didn't answer, but soon Eric did.

"Well, you see. Pam's a bit selfish. Ain't that right?" He winked at his progeny.

"Sure is." She agreed, crossing her arms over her chest. "So...I'm surprised you ladies came back."

"Well, uh…" Janet began, still shaking a bit.

"So are we." Susan added. "...now."

"Um, this is Janet...and Susan." Trina gestured toward her friends and he nodded to the woman with light brown hair.

"Susan." His charming smile caught her eye and she relaxed a bit, sending him a blushing grin and he turned to the third. "Janet." He reached out to her, grabbing her hand and kissing the back of it, never taking his eyes off of hers. She shyly giggled.

"It's uh, nice to meet you Mr. Northman."

"Please, call me Eric." He winked at her and let go of her hand. "Both of you." He looked to Susan again.

Trina caught a glimpse of jealousy in Pam's eyes as she rolled them, her arms still crossed in front of her. After Longshadow had returned to behind the bar, Ginger walked over to the group and finally, the whole of Fangtasia had stopped watching. "Hm…" Ginger chuckled a bit. "...I was expecting them to lock him up downstairs." She barely whispered to Trina as Susan, Eric, and Janet enjoyed some small talk and Pam's attention was focused on the three as she watched her maker flirt with a couple of pathetic humans.

"Downstairs? What's downstairs?" Trina whispered back to the bleach blonde.

"Oh, um…" Ginger grew nervous, as usual, and quickly returned back to working, knowing she shouldn't have said anything to the other human, but it just slipped out as she never really liked Longshadow.

The former flight attendant found herself stepping closer to Pam and quietly asking her. "What language was that?"

"Why? What's it to you?" The apathetic vamp kept her eye on Mr. Northman.

"Swedish, right? As a stewardess, I've heard many different dialects, accents, and languages. Sounded like Swedish."

Pam rested her eyes on the woman standing beside her and she chuckled a bit. "Huh, smart girl."

They stood for a moment in silence and Trina wanted to ask about downstairs...but without arousing any type of suspicion in Pam. She finally opened her mouth, thinking of something that could bring it up. "So...where do you go to be alone in this place? Other than the bathrooms or the office, of course?"

Pam raised an eyebrow to her. "Honey, I'm a vampire with super speed who can fly. If I want alone time...it sure as hell won't be anywhere near this wretched place." She said the next part to herself. "Eric and I never even wanted to run a business."

"Oh...okay." Trina said, thinking of another way to get to downstairs. "I didn't know you could fly."

"Remember our conversation last night?" Pam said, irritated by all the curious questions.

"Yes, of course...I'm just trying to learn more about your kind." The former Mrs. Decker sort of lied.

"And why would you wanna do that?"

"I don't know...Just in case I encounter anymore of you in the future. You know...when we go back home or whatever. I just don't want anymore surprises. Where do you even sleep? Does someone bury you up before every sunrise and dig you out at every sunset?"

"Darling, that takes too much energy." Pam almost laughed at her cluelessness. "We sleep in a coffin placed in any light tight room."

"Ah." Trina nodded as if getting it. "Light tight?"

"Hard to let light in...I thought you were a smart girl."

"No, I got that part...I was just wondering if you had an example?"

Pam looked back to Eric speaking with Janet and Susan as they now left the table and joined him up by his throne on the stage. She cleared her throat and, annoyed at the questions, quickly grabbed Trina's hand to show her the dark, eerie basement below Fangtasia.

A/N: Next chapter is up as well. I hope you enjoy!