As Matt raced down the stairs to the lobby he swore under his breath, and cursed his weak psychic powers. At times he could barely sense Melissa's presence, let alone that of another vampire who wasn’t of his maker. Darting out the door into the lobby, he stopped short and looked around, barely catching a fleeting glimpse of the red hair that belonged to his beloved. She was headed outside, on the heels of someone else.

"You sure you know what to do?" Melissa asked nervously as Pandora led her to the alley beside the hotel. Pandora rolled her eyes and waved a hand nonchalantly in the air.

"Course. You think I haven't done this before? Please. I know exactly what to do. Just relax, all right? Nothings gonna go wrong." Even with those somewhat assuring words, Melissa still wrung her hands nervously as Pandora stared her down hungrily, licking her lips. "He's taken blood from you before right?" She nodded and felt a twinge of guilt that someone else was doing this, and not Matt. "If you don't want me to - "

"No." Melissa interjected sharply. "I want this."

"Fine then…" Pandora shrugged. "Don't say I didn't warn you. I tend to get a bit…violent." Not leaving time for second thoughts, she pulled Melissa's head to the side and sank her fangs roughly into her neck, just as Matt appeared at the opening of the alley.

When he first saw the girl fixing her mouth of Melissa's neck, he thought she was being attacked but she wasn't struggling. She was wilfully letting herself be killed, letting her blood be taken by another vampire. It confused and enraged him, but more so, he was hurt that she would turn to someone else instead of him. Pandora, sensing someone's presence, pulled away and looked, making out the outline of Matt against a streetlight. She bared her fangs, and snarled viscously at him. Matt in turn bared his own fangs and growled with anger, pressing closer. Pandora grabbed Melissa's hair and turned her head to face Matt. She was nearly dead.

"You come closer and I'll kill her."

"She's mine…let her go."

"You don't own her!" Pandora spat angrily, "You don't own anyone."

"I have rights! I brought her into this and I - "

"Typical possessive man. All the same. Now shut up and let me finish what she wants before she dies."

"She doesn't know what she wants!" Matt told her desperate for something to stop her.

"She does so! You won't give it to her, so I will. Now back off!" Bending her head to Melissa's neck again, she finished drinking, keeping her minds eye fixed on Matt, who stood still and simply watched, trying desperately to form a plan to stop what was happening. He watched helplessly as Melissa's legs gave way, and Pandora lowered her to the ground gently, pulling away from her neck and regaining breath. Casting one last triumphant look back at Matt, she sliced open her wrist, and Melissa drank, slowly losing her ties to Matt, and becoming Pandora's child.