Pam was alerted of Bubba’s disappearance by a frazzled Eric. Eric was never one to worry or show any signs of uneasiness, but when he did something major was the cause. The Queen of Oklahoma had been alerted about the situation and was not pleased, making sure to say if he wasn’t found they would pay greatly. Eric called Bill to let him know, while she sent Quinn a message about the situation and receiving a fast reply by him, knowing he was on the case. She sent Tara, and any other vampire she could think of to search surrounding Shreveport areas. Once the sun set, Daniel, Violet and the rest of Fangtasia day staff would continue the search. He had to be found and he had to be found alive. Pam stayed at the club in case he came back while Eric went to inform Sookie so she could help.
Entering her office to see a man going through files on her desk and two others standing in front like body guards she cocked a brow. “Who the hell are you and why are you in my office?” Two weres and one vampire. The smell of wet dog began to cloud her senses and make her feel like hurling. The vampire set the files down and grinned as he approached Pam, his dogs on his flanks. “We were sent to give you a message.” She tilted her head and pursed her lips. “And what message would th—“ Her words were cut off by the two weres who grabbed her arms and pushed her against the wall. She let out a chuckle and pulled her arms together with force making the weres ram heads and fall to the floor. “Are you serious?” She asked with a smirk to the vampire standing in her office like he owned the place. He lunged for her and she moved out the way with vampire speed, having a few decades on him. Her hand clutching something at the end of her desk as she looked into his eyes. “Wanna try that again?” She grinned and asked sarcastically as he lunged forward and met the sharp object in her hand. His face contorted in pain and shock as he exploded leaving blood all over the office floor and her outfit. “Damn. I just had the floors done too.” Dropping her hand to let the blood flick from her arm as she stepped over the puddle and grabbed the two weres, dragging them down to the basement where she chained them to the wheel of torture. When they came to, she was going to have a little chat with them. Now she needed a cleaning crew and a new nail file.
Entering her office to see a man going through files on her desk and two others standing in front like body guards she cocked a brow. “Who the hell are you and why are you in my office?” Two weres and one vampire. The smell of wet dog began to cloud her senses and make her feel like hurling. The vampire set the files down and grinned as he approached Pam, his dogs on his flanks. “We were sent to give you a message.” She tilted her head and pursed her lips. “And what message would th—“ Her words were cut off by the two weres who grabbed her arms and pushed her against the wall. She let out a chuckle and pulled her arms together with force making the weres ram heads and fall to the floor. “Are you serious?” She asked with a smirk to the vampire standing in her office like he owned the place. He lunged for her and she moved out the way with vampire speed, having a few decades on him. Her hand clutching something at the end of her desk as she looked into his eyes. “Wanna try that again?” She grinned and asked sarcastically as he lunged forward and met the sharp object in her hand. His face contorted in pain and shock as he exploded leaving blood all over the office floor and her outfit. “Damn. I just had the floors done too.” Dropping her hand to let the blood flick from her arm as she stepped over the puddle and grabbed the two weres, dragging them down to the basement where she chained them to the wheel of torture. When they came to, she was going to have a little chat with them. Now she needed a cleaning crew and a new nail file.
