Rare Blood

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Pam had discovered your secret before Eric knew about you. You had a rare blood type. AB-. You were 1 in 167. Pam found the scent of your blood irresistible and had followed it to the blood donation drive.

She was quick to befriend you, without more than a quick glance around her, she could see vampires lurking around. No doubt they'd been lured to you the same way she had. "Come with me." She said as soon as the nurse said you could go. Before you could question her, she'd led you out in the night, towards her car.

Some of the vampires followed the both of you, they circled around acting as if they would overthrow her, but with a quick movement were on their knees and you were being rushed into her car.

"Where do you live?" She asked and you found yourself panicking.

"Who are you?" You asked her. She didn't answer for a moment.

"Pam."

"Pam who? How did you fight off those people? Were they vampires?" You asked quickly. She rolled her eyes as she pulled into the carpark of Fangtasia. Pausing , she looked over at you, assessing you carefully. She didn't take to humans usually but you had something more than your blood that she liked. Though she wasn't sure what it was yet.

"All you need to know is I'm Pam, I'm a vampire and your blood is exquisite. Some of us prefer to preserve harder to find blood types. Luckily for you, my friends and I happen to be one of those. Now follow me." She got out of the car, only skipping a few steps as she let you catch up. You followed her into the club. She was amused by the way the simple chaos of the club seemed to daze you, though the fact that you'd been rescued by vampires, seemed not to have hit you yet.

"Whose this?" Eric asked quickly. He cast a glance at you. When he caught your scent he looked back to Pam, they shared a look and he nodded. You had no clue what it meant but your nerves began to flutter when he stepped closer to you both, you found yourself letting Pam take the lead.

"A human I found, I thought you'd want to... preserve her." Pam drawled and he smiled, showing his fangs, wanting a feared reaction he found himself genuinely smiling when you gave him a confused but blank look with no trace of fear.

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Sophie-Anne watched Eric curiously. She knew from her intel that his sidekick had taken to a human who, according to her minions, smelled delicious. She had assumed that the human was a gift for her. She was beyond offended that his time with her was drawing to a close and he still had yet to produce anything.

He managed to excuse himself from her company and headed home, still not knowing what she wanted, although he had his suspicions given her timing.

The first thing Eric did was he headed back into town was drive by your house. It was a regular thing that he did. Once a day, or evening, he would drive by, just to check. If Pam knew she didn't say anything. If you went out of town, when he could he followed you, if not he sent people to watch over you.

At first it was curiosity. The habit which soon descended into an obsession. He liked to check in on you, he became an alarming constant, which had its perks when it came to the supernatural but it was more than unnerving when he would appear and lurk.

Seeing you sitting in your living room, he smiled, seeming satisfied that you were safe. He quickly toured his way around the house, checking the perimeter. As the sun threatened to rise he left for Fangtasia.

Eric was roused by Pam arguing with someone. Pulling himself up and out of the room he frowned. Sophie-Anne was arguing with Pam who looked furious. "I do not know what you're talking about!" Pam snapped.

"You're telling me that you know nothing about this girl?" Sophie-Anne demanded. Pam hesitated. She couldn't exactly lie and if she did it could get Eric in more trouble than she cared for.

"Who would you be referring to?" Eric asked calmly. There was a careful silence that fell over the empty room. Everyone knew who you were, why Eric kept such a close eye on you. But only Pam was privy to the way Eric felt about you.

"You know who." Sophie-Anne Snapped. Eric bared his fangs and a gust of wind blew past Pam. He and Sophie-Anne snarled at each other for a moment Pam wondered who would come out on top.

"Shouldn't you share something so... delicious? With your queen." Sophie-Anne hissed out. Eric snarled and tossed her across the room, ready to swing himself round and attack should he have to. She huffed, glared at Eric and seemed to think over attacking him. Thinking better of it she turned to leave.
"I'm going to check on (Y/N), will you open shop?" Eric said to Pam without taking his eyes off the door.

"Of course. Last I heard the pet has a new job so she'll probably be asleep." Pam said casually as Eric rushed off.

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You woke to a soft rapping at your window. Eric was floating outside your window. For a moment you lay in your bed watching him, your room was upstairs and you lived out of the way. It was unlikely that anyone would be looking through the window, or so you thought.

Sighing softly you climbed out of bed and opened the window.

"Eric? Is something the matter?" You asked him. He didn't answer for a moment, just looked down on you as he floated beside your window.

"I just wanted to check you were alright, that you weren't being bothered by any vampires." He explained quickly.

"Well I wasn't until you showed up." You said pointedly and he nodded, smiling thoughtfully as he glanced through the window to your room.

"Well if everything is alright i'll leave."

"Goodnight... or goodmorning?"

Your confusion over what to say seemed to amuse him as he waited for you to secure the widow as you shut it, before letting himself float to the ground. You knew that he would be out there for a long while but didn't feel the need to let him in. Pam had warned you about inviting people into the home and how vampires would lure their way into your home. Eric was nice, but you weren't entirely sure if you could trust him and Pam, nor were you entirely sure just why they were so fascinated with you.

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