I do not own any of the True Blood characters, just my own. I know it's been awhile, but working on three stories at once has been harder than I expected. I hope you at least sort of like it.

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Genevieve woke up in Eric's arms, and felt her hunger assault her body as she slowly came to life. She moaned, and he stroked her slowly as he looked down at her. "Are you alright?" Eric asked her gently, and she sighed in frustration.

"I am so hungry." Genevieve groaned plaintively

"This will ease in time. It is a hard thing to be a new vampire at times." Eric assured her, sighing as he remembered it for a moment. "You seem like you have a real talent at getting what you need so far, so you will do well."

"So I am hunting again at the bar?" Genevieve asked, and looked into his brilliantly blue eyes.

"Later. Pam wants to shop with you and make you her vampire barbie doll, I am sure." Eric said in a dry voice, and even Genevieve winced. Shopping had been fun in New York, but it had stopped being really fun upon her moving away. It was a memory that she cherished from the days with her mother, and she wondered how long those memories would last now. How long would she remember Nora? Nora. Genevieve knew that she was freaking out and needed to see her somehow, but her hunger scared her. Would she really lose control so much that she would go after Nora, or any other human from her previous life? She remembered last and shuddered as she recalled the frenzy that the taste of the blood would send her body into, and her mind could not make her stop. She pictured Nora screaming for her life and then she felt Eric cup her face and make her meet his calming eyes. "Genevieve, you're panicking. I can feel it."

"I can't help it. I am powerless to……"

"You're adjusting. It will all work out. I love you, Genevieve." Eric told her, and she slid up his body and assaulted his smooth neck as he gripped her hips tightly. It calmed her blood lust temporarily, but led to other lusts between the two. She reluctantly left the bed after they had made love a few times and took a shower to get ready for her shopping trip. She wore skinny jeans and a black lace tee with a tiny camisole underneath and heeled boots. Genevieve figured that she might find food along the way, knowing Pam. Eric looked at her with obvious approval, among other feelings, as she stepped into the kitchen for a True Blood. She sipped it in long sips, and he ran a hand through her straightened hair and down her body. "You are too beautiful for your own good."

"Sounds like somebody I know." Genevieve teased him, and he stared at her with hungry blue eyes. "I'll come to see you afterward?"

"Please do. Wear something short and show off your gorgeous legs." Eric suggested, kissing her as they heard the doorbell. He sighed as they parted and she went to get the door. Pam was wearing a short pink dress with a ruffled front and some of the hottest black heels that Genevieve had ever seen. OK, maybe she did have a bit of the shopping bug. Eric tucked a credit card into Genevieve's tiny purse and she smiled at him. "Buy anything you want for yourself, my love." Pam rolled her eyes and he avoided her lips and kissed her cheek as he bid Genevieve goodbye.

"Eric in love is a strange sight." Pam told her, as they walked to her car.

"In a good way, I hope." Genevieve asked, and Pam looked at her with a roving glance as she pondered her answer.

"For the most part, yes. He made a good choice in you, despite your issues with the feeding. I hope that calms down some for your sake. But you may have a fight on your hands should Sophie ever find it out. She wanted you dead or for herself, not around for his pleasures." Pam reminded her, and Genevieve nodded.

"Why did she leave life in me that night? She could have drained me all of the way and left him no choice." Genevieve mused, and Pam looked at her again as they sat in the car.

"Perhaps she wanted to let him fuck you one last time, or she was curious to see if he would change you. You'll find out if that is the case." Pam said, starting the car. She took Genevieve to the best shopping in Shreveport, and it was enjoyable. Genevieve found Pam's tastes to not be her own, but she also found her advice to be very helpful. Genevieve ended up with a lot of dresses, skirts, and some shirts that would meet Eric's liking as well as some casual things. It was hard not to buy clothes when you're body was what you wanted for an eternity, and they would always fit until you decided to change your style. The women placed their bags of clothes in the car and went for some shoes, and Genevieve found Pam's shoe tastes to be amazing. They each bought several pairs and then left the store.

"A gorgeous blond and a beautiful redhead. What does a man do with such choices?" They both looked towards the voice, and saw a blond man probably in his late twenties smiling at them. He looked into their eyes, and seemed to be in a daze as his eyes showed the obvious lust in his eyes. Genevieve wondered if she would ever become accustomed to it, and Pam took her hand in hers.

"Who says you have to choose, darlin?" Pam purred at him, her face sliding into that of a ready woman in an instant. "We will share you."

His eyes widened, and he smiled as if he could not believe his luck. "Would you ladies like to come to my place?" His voice was a bit shaky, and Genevieve smiled and touched his cheek with a light and slow touch.

"We'll be gentle, I promise." The sound of her voice took Genevieve by surprise, and she replayed the seductive sound in her voice for a few seconds. He asked if they would follow him and they agreed, and went to the car. "How does this go?" Genevieve asked, and Pam smiled as she slowly pulled behind him to follow him.

"Not that much differently than you have done before. Glamour him once we're there and then we both feed and make him forget."

"But sometimes it goes further? I mean, has it for you?" Genevieve asked, and Pam looked at her.

"Many times. I enjoy sex with someone like him, somebody who wants me so badly. It is such a rush, though I prefer women to men nowadays." Pam gave her a long look as she said it, and her eyes showed a hint of regret. "How I wish I could have had you first, and tasted your blood. Have you ever been with a woman, Genevieve?"

"I had never been with anybody before Eric." Genevieve admitted, and Pam gripped the steering wheel tighter. "So no." The man pulled into a parking space, and Pam pulled in next to him.

"I think I just got turned on." Pam murmured, and Genevieve gazed at her with a worried glance. "He is in for a good night."

"Pam, I think I need to focus on feeding." Genevieve told her, and Pam smiled at her in a 'we'll see' kind of way. "Shit." The women got out of their car and turned on the glamour as they walked to his apartment, and he clumsily opened the door. Pam strolled in slowly, and Genevieve gazed into his eyes as he looked lustily at her. She urged him to fall under her spell with her eyes, and he took her face his hands and kissed her deeply. Pam slid her hands down his side and he moaned against Genevieve as Pam slid them forward and down his stomach. He jerked against Genevieve and she slowly pulled away from him and pulled him into the living room and to the couch. He stared at them completely in a daze, and Pam sat close to him and kissed him. He slid his hand into her straight blond hair and Genevieve felt the need for his blood growing stronger and she closed his eyes. Pam straddled his body as her skirt slid higher, and he gasped loudly. She reached out for Genevieve and sat her down next to them, and Genevieve stared at his pulsing throat. She leaned in, acting as if it was a kiss to add to his frenzy, and then sank her fangs deeply into his throat. He jerked roughly and she sucked hard at she stream that shot into her mouth as Pam slid her hands over his chest. Pam's mouth left his and moved to his shoulder, where she began to feed. She pulled away when it was time, and slid her hand into Genevieve's hair to let her know it was time. Genevieve felt Pam yank her away and she stared at the bloody wound on his neck as Pam took his face and stared into his eyes. She completed the glamour and then took Genevieve's hand and pulled her into the kitchen.

"You have a hard time stopping." Pam said, stroking her hair back. "We would be a great team if that could change." They left and went to the car and Pam stared at her in the dark.

"I'll kill if I am ever on my own." Genevieve said, staring forward. "I won't know when to stop."

"It would teach you." Pam told her, and Genevieve looked at her with a stricken gaze. She drove to another part of town and parked the car, and Genevieve noticed that it was one that would be scary if she were human. "You could kill anybody here and it would not be any reason for guilt. Their all criminals, all bad humans, and it is where I come when I really need a fix. Nobody misses them."

"Killing bad humans. That seems……logical." Genevieve said slowly, scared and exhilarated all at once.

"Come." Pam said, and they left the car. Pam set the alarm as she walked away, and they strolled down the litter covered streets that were covered with potholes slowly. It didn't take long for one man to walk towards them and Genevieve immediately was hit with a predatory emotion that radiated off of him. His eyes literally burned as he stared at them, and she saw his hand reach into his pocket. The woman allowed him a moment of false hope as he pressed them into a dark alley once he reached them, but the large knife that he tried to threaten them with was easily removed and he was on the ground. The vampires surrounded him, and he began to scream as he saw their fangs in the dim light. Genevieve went for his throat, tearing at it in her haste to feed again. She felt it sliding down her throat as it gushed into her mouth, and she was only dimly aware of Pam down near his thigh. She didn't need to stop this time, and she eagerly sucked until there was no more. She came up panting, feeling strong and alive as she closed her near glowing eyes. She didn't need to breath, but she felt inspired to do so. "You like the thrill of a fresh kill, Genevieve. It is going to be a need you'll have to fill." Pam told her in her ear, and kissed her bloody lips. Genevieve felt her pull away and lick the blood from her face, and she closed her eyes as she let her. "You're so beautiful, Genevieve." Pam kissed her again, and Genevieve felt her hands in her hair. "I will need to ask Eric for you sometime."

They left his corpse in the alley, and drove to Pam's house. Genevieve thought silently during the drive about the kill, and how consuming it had been for her. She had never wanted to stop feeding, and she still felt the urge then, though it was more of a dull throb. They prepared for Fangtasia, and Pam pulled on her movie vampire costume of black latex over her body and left her hair down once she had fixed it. Genevieve left her shirt but pulled on a new black skirt and some wide holed fishnets and sexy heels, fixing her own hair and make up. They drove in Pam's car, and Genevieve felt scared to see Eric. "Will he be angry?" Genevieve asked, and Pam smiled at her.

"We all know that part of town, and he knows your need right now. He just wants to keep it to a minimum, for a few reasons. You'll be fine, and if you're not, these will distract him." Pam assured her, tracing her fishnets. Genevieve looked at her, and Pam met her eyes with a warm gaze. "I do want you so, Genevieve. Just once."

"How would he feel about that?" Genevieve asked, seriously curious.

"It depends. He may want to watch." Pam told her, and Genevieve raised an eyebrow. They left the car and went in the back entrance. Pam took her place up front to check ID's and Genevieve sat in the office for a moment. She heard the footsteps before the door , and felt him sit next to her. He stroked her hair back and she glanced into his beautiful face.

"Eric, I…….we killed a man." Genevieve said, and he nodded gently. "I liked it. I liked not stopping and feeling the life drain out of him. God, what have I become?"

"A vampire, my love. A new vampire. You needed to kill to have some idea when you need to stop, and it will happen again. I am sorry that you're struggling with it, but I know you'll be perfect when it is all said and done. You already impress me as you are." Eric assured her, and she searched his eyes to see if that was the truth. He leaned in to kiss her, and his tongue teased her lips open. She gave in and felt the rush of lust as he kissed her deeply and she moved closer to him. "You make me long for you so badly." He traced her legs and his eyes changed to a darker blue. "These are amazing, but I really just want to tear them off of you and take you right here on this couch."

"Do it. Please do it," Genevieve begged him, and he held her face securely in his as he gazed at her.

"Later tonight. But for now, you have another issue."

"What?" Genevieve asked, her desire painful at this point.

"Nora is here. She came to me begging to know of you were dead or alive. I was caught off guard, but I assured her that you would be arriving later." Eric told her, and she stared at him in shock. "I didn't tell her, other than to assure her you were alive. I want you to tell her in the way you need to." Genevieve nodded and felt her eyes tearing up. "Love, you're going to have a streaked face."

"Send her in, I guess. How do I…..do any of this?" Genevieve asked him, and he kissed her forehead.

"You know here the best, so I can't tell you. Back when I was turned, I had to never see anybody again. Things have changed a lot." Eric told her, looking wistful for a moment. "I'll come see you when you're done. If you need anything, just say my name. I love you."

Genevieve rested her head in her hands as he quietly left and heard the door again. "Viv?" Her best friend's voice filled her with a twisted happiness, as the joy of it mixed with the sadness of it. "You're alive! Where have you been? I have been so worried."

Genevieve lifted her face slowly and looked at her. Nora's face went from relief to something very unlike it, and hard for Genevieve to pinpoint. "Nora, I……"

"He turned you? What a selfish idea and ……oh my God. Genevieve. What …." Nora was speechless, and Genevieve looked at her.

"Sit down, No No. I will not hurt you." The blond stared warily at her friend and took a seat at the other end of the couch. "It was a necessity, Nora. I swear that to you. Not surprisingly, I pissed off the wrong vampire and she nearly killed me. She left me to Eric, and he did ask what was left of me if he could do this. He loves me and he could not see me die, No No. He did this for that reason, and I also love him. It has been an adjustment for me, I won't lie. But I was going to come and see you after things….settled."

Nora had tears sliding down her face, and Genevieve glanced away from her. It hurt her to watch her friend cry like that, vampire or not. She felt her own tears, and tried to stop them with her finger. "Viv, what is on your face?"

"This is how I cry now." Genevieve said simply, and looked at the floor. "This hurts me, No No."

"You're still Viv in there? You're still my friend?" Nora asked cautiously, and Genevieve nodded slowly.

"It is so hard at first, Nora. I wish I could describe it, but it is. Eric and Pam have been helping me along and they've been great, but I am going to need some time to get used to things." Genevieve looked at her. "Everyone talking at home?"

"Eric must have called Sookie, because she has been calm and quiet about it. Sam has been a mess, but I think he knows. I finally realized that he wanted you this whole time, and I should have known all along. I guess I should have known, but I had always hoped for you just to come back and leave Eric." Nora admitted, and Genevieve nodded.

"It might have been easier, but I need him. I really love him." Genevieve told her, and turned the ring on her hand absently. She had started wearing it again, and it felt good on her hand. "I am willing to be your friend, Nora. I know it is not like it was, nor will it ever be. But I still love you. I miss you. It has been lonely not seeing anybody while I struggle through this."

"I miss you, Viv. Can we still see each other and do stupid things like movie night?" Nora asked, and they both laughed.

"Sure. I'll just skip the popcorn now." Genevieve said, and frowned. "Damn. I love popcorn."

"I can make it so you can smell it?" Nora suggested, and then her face fell again. "Is it hard, living on blood?"

"Very." Genevieve replied, shivering when she remembered that night. "True Blood is a great thing, though. Speaking of." She stood up and grabbed one from the fridge, heating it automatically. She sat down with it and Nora looked at her with an odd expression. They sat there in silence, as Genevieve drank the blood slowly. She replayed their conversation in her mind, trying to decide of Nora was for or against her, so to speak. She felt Nora move over to her and hug her, and Genevieve wrapped her arms around her friend. She was disturbed that her friend's blood got to her, but she ignored it and closed her eyes.

"I love you, Viv. We can do this." Nora said, and Genevieve nodded. "Come and see me soon, okay?"

"I will." Genevieve said, and Nora walked out of the office and closed the door. Genevieve let her head fall forward into her hands and cried. She cried harder than she felt like she ever had, and she felt somebody lift her head and give her something soft. It was Eric, and he whispered softly to her as she buried her face in the shirt that he handed her. He pulled her into his arms and let her lose it, and she leaned onto him.

"Are you okay?" Eric asked her softly, and she closed her eyes.

"I miss my old life."