Chapter 10: Better Than That

"What?" Pam rolled her eyes as she turned around to look at the human.

"I, uh...I keep having these dreams-" The former stewardess felt a bit embarrassed bringing it up. "No matter how much I try to forget about you...my subconscious won't let me." She nervously looked down at her own hands, fidgeting in front of her.

"Yeah." The vampire replied with an amused tone. "That happens when you drink a vampire's blood."

"WHAT happens?" Trina asked, a bit confused.

Pam let out an annoyed sigh. "When a human drinks a vamp's blood, they have vivid sex dreams about them." She rolled her eyes once more, shaking her head and turning around to open the door.

"When will they stop?" The dark haired woman stared at the back of Pam's head while she held the door open.

"It'll wear off….eventually." The blonde smiled, her back still facing the human and she got ready to leave the hotel room when she unexpectedly felt a warm hand on her chilled arm. She stopped herself from taking another step upon feeling the contact and she knew in her mind, that if she were alive, she would've shivered the moment the other woman's skin touched her own. A part of her was shocked, having not noticed Trina approaching her at all.

"Pam?" Trina's voice was soft and broken and the way she held the vampire threw Pam off. Mrs. Decker never expected that she'd do what she'd done, considering she was growing to hate this woman and her fear multiplied in her presence. Though something inside of her told her that it wasn't because she was afraid of Pam...but afraid of what she began to long for from the vampire. The taller woman finally turned around and looked down into the human's brown eyes. "I'm sorry." Trina whispered. "About what I said earlier….I'm sorry."

Not particularly loving the whole sentimental thing, Pam chuckled. "It's fine. I'm not one for cryin' over something some stupid human said."

Immediately, Trina released the vampire's arm and took a step back. "Some STUPID human?" She asked defensively. "I'm no genius...but I know that I'm right about you being lonely! And you-" She turned around in frustration, blowing annoyed air out of her mouth. "...you know what else?"

"Hmm? What?" Pam found her aggravation quite amusing.

"I think I know why you push people away."

"Oh yeah? And why's that?" Pam shut the door, leaning against it with a smile on her face.

"Because you're comfortable that way...and you don't wanna have to see them go while you're stuck here. You laugh at this, but it's just you're way of coping and pushing yourself not to cry. You want to be perceived as some tough, coldhearted bitch, when inside you're aching for something more and someone to care for you the way Eric used to." Upon hearing Eric's name again, Pam's grin vanished and she raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest. "I know, I know...I don't really know him. But I see it in your eyes. I recognize it. You know how? Because I see it in the mirror everyday." Tears ran down Trina's face all of a sudden and she spoke with aching sobs throughout her rant. "I look into my own eyes and I see that they're empty...longing for Tom to run to me, telling me that he's sorry and he screwed up and he should've appreciated me while he had me and he made a terrible mistake by putting some other whores before me. Sex was...IS our way of forgetting that they'd rather be with other women than us. Even if it is only sexual...the people we love leaving us alone reminds us that our souls and personalities can never be as good as our bodies and no one wants us for who we are or for what we've accomplished or just to protect us from feeling alone no matter what. That's what's wrong with us. We've been so alone for so long that we begin to forget it's even a feeling and the moment someone else brings it up, we're forced to convince ourselves that we're better than that." She paused for a moment, realizing she and Pam truly were more similar than she'd thought. She looked back up into Pamela's icy blue orbs, staring down at her with intensity. Trina's voice lowered and she stated, "YOU'RE better than that."

"What makes you think I am?" The long dead woman was curious.

Trina took a second to think about that. "You're extraordinary. You're a vampire for God's sake! You have heightened senses. You can live longer than any of us, you have super speed, AND you're physically stronger than any human I know. You're a hell of a lot stronger mentally. Otherwise you wouldn't be able to keep things bottled up the way you do." Trina smiled with a bit of a shrug as she added, "I always thought that I was pretty good at keeping things bottled up, but you-" She shook her head, thinking about how terrible her own life has turned out. "You're dead and you seem to be living more than me." The former flight attendant gave herself a pathetic chuckle.

There was a long silence between the both of them. They just stood, looking at the floor. Pam cleared her throat and Trina crossed her arms across her chest as well before she finally spoke again, never taking her eyes off the floor. "Well, you can go now." She said sadly, hoping Janet and Susan would return soon.

Suddenly, the human saw something that brought her heartbeat to a halt. There was a small feeling of panic in her when she saw the drop of blood that rushed to the white linoleum floor beneath them. Slowly looking up the vampire's body, she wasn't sure what she'd see. But what she DID see, she had certainly not expected. A line of dark crimson liquid was traced vertically down the vampire's left cheek as a new drop escaped the woman's right eye, leaving the same line on the opposite side of her pale visage. There was no expression on Pam's face however and Trina wasn't sure what would happen next. As she sniffled once, the blonde quickly touched her forehead before turning around and putting a hand on the doorknob to leave. She stopped, looking over her shoulder. "I'm not as strong as you think." With that, the door was opened and the taller of the two left the suite.

A bit astonished, Trina stood there not sure what to do next as she stared at the small drops of blood that lay where the "dangerous" woman had just been standing. It wasn't long before she uncrossed her arms and slowly approached the two drops, looking down on them and squatting down, swiping her forefinger in one of the circles of blood. She gazed at the tip of her finger, remembering the unusual taste of Pam's blood from the night before and suddenly feeling a temptation that she so easily failed to fight. Before she knew it, her finger was in her own mouth and she sucked at the smidgen of blood that was on it. Closing her eyes, she let out a small moan.

Little did she know, that Pam stood just outside the door, letting a few more tears fall to the ground in the hallway, when she heard the human's faint cry of pleasure from the other side of the plank of wood that separated them. The brunette was startled and her eyes shot open as she heard the door open and slam shut in front of her. She lifted her head as soon as she saw the heels of the woman that had just left. Standing up as fast as possible and taking a few steps back, Trina's cheeks grew red, hoping Pam didn't know what she had just done. It all happened too fast, however, for Trina to even look into blue orbs to know if she detected anything when cold, red lips met hers and she began to feel that small breath of panic once again. Only this time...it wasn't a fear of what Pam might do to her, but a fear of what Pam might make her feel.

A/N: Smut in the next chapter ;P