The body had been probably disposed of a few months ago, separated and encased in six different building sites, places they weren't likely to stumble upon. The weapons were in different locations in the city dump.
After the deed had been done, the bodies disposed of, she had rid of Ava's clothes, tearing them up and placing them also in separate locations. No one would ever be one the wiser – at least not for a long time.
But Ava had been getting sick. When she had last seen her, her scent had been off. Pam stated so and Ava promised to go the doctors. But for the last few days she'd been unable to see her. Check her results. Tonight she would though – she'd already told Eric that she was going to be getting off early. She had commitments. To which he raised his eyebrow and asked if there was a shoe sale happening somewhere.
"Do I look like I dress from clothes here?" He just laughed at her and waved her away.
"Do what you like Pamela, I'm surprised enough buy how often you come here to work. You don't need the money." She shrugged and walked away.
Her eyes flickered to the clock. Damn, she thought to herself. She was becoming anxious. She never became anxious over anything.
She closed her eyes and focused on the people around her, listening to the heartbeat of a particularly pretty girl. She was a little old for Pam's taste, but she was quite pretty and had probably had multiple partners of both genders judging by the way she was looking at the vampires.
The woman was secure and confident in herself. It was sexy, but surprisingly it wasn't enough for Pam.
She turned away and busied herself with being the bouncer of the club. It was a mundane job usually, and it was quite boring. But it was something.
She thought back over Ava. From the day she found her as a baby near her mother's rotting corpse, to just a few days ago when she saw the after affects of killing for the first time.
"He deserved it." Ava had told her, her nails digging into her own arms that she'd wrapped around herself.
"He did," Pam agreed as looked at Ava, "But it still hurts." Ava shook her head, trying to disagree as she hid behind her hair. It didn't matter that Pam couldn't see Ava, she could still smell that salt from the tears. "I will end this pain." She told her with a small smile, "And I could turn you, you'll be my prodigy, my child – then you could do what you want."
"I'd like that," she looked up at Pam, "But I don't think it's possible." Her parents had come to check on her, so it became impossible for Pam to find out what she meant by that. But tonight she would. Tonight she'd visit.
But something inside of her felt sick.Ava
62 Fair Lane, 1:32 a.m., August 9th 2009
Ava laid awake on the bed, clutching at her heart. She needed to feel its beat. Needed to feel alive.
She swallowed at a hard lump before her eyes flew open.
"You've been crying," Pam stated as she stood at the end of the bed.
"Can you turn someone who's dying?"
"I've got an inoperable brain tumour. I could die at any second they said. It's lucky that I already haven't," she laughed bitterly, "I guess my bitterness created this tumour, I mean I knew I was going to die… but…"
"It different when you actually know why." Ava didn't speak.
Pam moved so that she stood next to the bed, beside Ava. "There've been signs before this."
"You ignored them because of your hatred."
"I can save you." There was a paused moment. A brief second where Ava thought of every possible outcome before a voice whispered in her mind.
"Pamela Swynford De Beaufort." Pam grinned at Ava's words.
"Tonight it is then." Ava nodded. She closed her eyes before opening them again. "Will it hurt?" But Pam answer was to push Ava onto her back where she climbed atop of her. Her fangs were out but she didn't move to bite Ava, instead she pulled at the shirt Ava was wearing to sleep in.
Ava made a move to remove the cashmere sweater Pam wore but when she touched the material she paused. "I remember," She whispered closed her eyes and thought, "this feeling, you…" She looked at Pam, "You looked after me as a baby."
"Hardly, I briefly visited you- I've always found you interesting." Ava smiled and dragged her fingers down against the material.
"It's so soft."
"That's because it's cashmere Cupcake," She lent forward, hovering a mere few inches above Ava, "We'll buy you all the clothes you want after this." She swallowed and nodded with a small smile.
Pam's fingers hooked around the small, sleepwear-shorts and pulled at it so that it slowly dragged down Ava's thighs. She let go of them as the hem brushed against the girl's knees. Ava looked at her confused.
"I'm going to make this slow to a point where you'll be screaming for me to finish you."
"But, they might-"
"No one will hear, they're all in a deep sleep trance." Ava's eyes widened at the words, she could scream and they probably wouldn't hear her. She'd never been so happy. Her fingers slid under the cashmere and brushed at the cool skin. But when she tried to lift the material off the blond, she was stopped.
"But I want to see and feel you against me."
"Not yet." Ava groaned and tried again. "Are you disobeying me?" Pam said amused.
"I want you."
"We have all of eternity," Ava frowned, "You're acting like a spoilt brat. Why is it so important?"
"Because I've dreamt of what it looks like, but I've never seen it." Pam raised an eyebrow as the girl suddenly flushed red.
"You've dreamt of me naked?"
"Yes." Ava bit down on her nerves. She had no reason to be ashamed of dreaming of this woman above her, bare for the world to see. It was normal to dream of people you liked- even if they are a vampire.
"What happened in these dreams?" She asked as her finger's wrapped around Ava's wrists, "Did I undress you all were you already bare?" She brought Ava's hands up her skin, under the cashmere, allowing them to feel her breasts. "Did I feel like this?" She felt the girl shiver beneath her. "Did I do this?" She left Ava's hands where they were and lent forward so as to hover her lips over Ava's and brushed her fingers against the girl's almost fully developed breasts.
"Is this better?"
"Yes," she breathed.