Pam/Esme
Pam had always wanted to allow people in but she had never really known how to do that, which was mostly why she was looking for someone who was either freshly turned or dying, either would work. She had been surprised that she had found someone so early. Still she headed into the woman’s hospital bedroom, watching her struggle before stroking her hair to one side.
“Do you want out of things?”
The woman had nodded and lain still, seemingly easily glamoured. Pam had smiled slightly, allowing her fangs to scrape over the woman’s neck before she bit, finding it easy to drain the woman before feeding her on her own blood.
She had watched as the woman ‘died’ before scooping her up and stealing her away, burying her and settling to wait. Once Esme resurfaced she had been pleasantly surprised to find herself technically alive, even if she was a little alarmed to find herself face to face with another woman. She’d half-expected Carlisle Cullen to be the one… she was also happy to see that it wasn’t him.
“Who are you?”
“Pam…”
Esme had smiled slightly.
“Esme…”
Pam smiled as she kissed her cheek softly.
“Come on beautiful…”
The two had headed back to Pam’s home, Pam glad to help the woman along even as she waited for her to smile and relax. When she had Pam had smiled herself, gently kissing her neck.
“You’re so beautiful.”
Esme had seemed to smile warmly at that.
“Thank you.”