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A Mick/Beth fic.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Moonlight in any way, shape, or form. Sigh ... I wish I did.

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A/N: Thanks for the reviews on my last Moonlight story everyone. I agree it was short, so I'm either going to do a sequel or an epilogue. Stay tuned!

OKay, so in this story, it picks up right after episode 4, Fever. If anyone hasn't seen that episode, then you probably shouldn't even be reading the fanfic, but if you are, there will be spoilers in this story, and those of you who have read my fics before, you know that I love using a lot of original stuff from the show to expand in my story. So in this fic, Mick is trying to avoid Beth, after what happened in the desert, and instead of them running into each other in the morgue, she comes to his house, with a special visitor friend person ... yeah, that was awesome ...

Anway, I tend to give too much away in the A/N, so I'm gonna stop now, and end with I hope you enjoy the fic!

As always, please read and review, I live for feedback, good or bad!

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Mick opened his eyes from yet another uncomfortable night. Sighing, he opened the lid to his freezer and stepped out, working out the kinks in his neck.

Another restless night, thinking about Beth.

It had been a week since he'd talked to her, a week since the incident in the desert. A week since he'd fed off her.

She had called him, but he didn't answer. She'd left messages, but he didn't call her back.

He had to avoid her. He had to stay away from her, for her own safety.

Dressed in his red pajama pants, he went downstairs to the kitchen, and was pouring a glass of blood when there was a knock on the door.

He set down his glass and checked the security camera.

It was Beth.

He paused, debating whether or not he should open the door, and Beth knocked again, but this time someone else stepped into the frame.

Someone he hadn't talked to in 22 years.

"Uh, just a minute," he said loudly, and quickly put his blood back in his "fridge". He was about to open the door, but then he remembered his lack of clothing, and with his vampire speed rushed upstairs, and was back down in ten seconds completely clothed in dark jeans and a black shirt.

Taking an unneeded deep breath and smoothing out his shirt, he opened the door.

"Uh ... hi."

Beth's mother knew that Mick St. John was a vampire, but he still noticed the shock in her eyes when she saw he hadn't aged a day in over 20 years.

"Come in," he said, gesturing for them to come into the room, standing back from the door.

"Thank you, Mr. St. John," Mrs. Turner said shakily.

"Please, call me Mick," he said, closing the door behind them.

"We need your help," Beth said, trying to sound calm and professional, but Mick could see the reapplied make-up, her reddened eyes from crying, could hear the slight hitch in her voice. Something was wrong.

"What happened?" he asked them.

Mrs. Turner looked him in the eye and said words so similar to what he'd heard so long ago, he thought he was living in a memory.

"Someone took my daughter. My baby girl is missing."

Mick looked over at Beth, and saw that she was starting to cry again. Her mother was about to follow suit, so despite the warning bells in his head, he pulled both of them close for a long hug.

Some time later, Beth and her mother were sitting on the couch with mugs of hot chocolate, something Mick had bought after he had stumbled back into Beth's life.

Mick sat perched on the coffee table across from the couch.

"I need to know everything you know," he told them.

Beth squeezed her mother's hand as she spoke.

"My daughter Andrea is a student at UCLA, she's studying to be a nurse. And yesterday I got a letter from someone claiming to have her, and they said I won't get her back unless I give them 1 million dollars, but I don't have that kind of money, and I haven't been able to get a hold of her, and they said not to involve the police or they would kill her, but then Beth told me she knew a P.I. named Mick St. John who could help us, and I knew that you could. I knew you could save my little girl like you saved Beth. I knew you could bring her back to me like before."

At this point Beth looked over at Mick with wide eyes. Mick focused on her mother, knowing Beth had a million questions. Such as how did Beth's mother know Mick, or that he'd saved her. What did she mean, 'bring her back to me like before'?

"Uh, Mom, can you wait here for a second? I need to talk to Mick alone."

Beth's mother nodded, sipping her hot chocolate.

Beth stood from the couch and motioned for Mick to follow her upstairs. When they reached the guest bedroom, Beth stopped and turned around.

"How do you know my mother?" she asked.

He was quiet for too long, and Beth put a hand on his face, making him look at her.

"Mick ... what did she mean?"

He wanted to lie, he wanted to think up some stupid story to tell her, but he couldn't. He looked her in the eye, in her soft, vulnerable, beautiful eyes, and told her everything.

"My ex-wife Corraline is the vampire who kidnapped you when you were a child. She wanted to turn you, because she thought that would make us a family, she thought it would bring me back to her. Your mother came to me with your picture, and told me that someone took her little girl. I told her I'd bring you back, and I did. That was the night I killed my wife."

Beth absorbed everything he told her. She was quiet for a second, then said, "I knew it was you." She had a new rush of assurance that Mick would get her sister back.

Her hand was still on his cheek as he said, "Beth, I am so sorry."

She gave him a confused look. "For what? Saving me?"

He dipped his head slightly. "For what happened to you because of me, for what Corraline tried to do. For ... what happened in the desert."

Beth's arm twitched slightly, but she didn't lower her hand. She shook her head. "Don't be. You needed it."

Mick took her hand and moved it away from his face, intending to drop her hand, but she clutched onto it, and he found himself squeezing back slightly.

"I just wish it didn't happen. I could have ..."

Beth shook her head again. "But you didn't. And I would do it again in a heartbeat, if it meant saving you."

Mick looked into her eyes once more, surprised.

"I know you would never hurt me," she said quietly.

Beth looked down at their hands, still clasped together, and smiled slightly as she interlocked her fingers with his. She took another step closer to him and looked up into his eyes.

Every instinct in his body told him to step away, to stop what was going to happen, but he was caught in her gaze, and couldn't quite pull away.

Stupid thoughts of whether or not she brushed her teeth, or wishing she was chewing gum went through her head as she found herself standing on her tiptoes, as Mick's head lowered to meet hers.

Then her pocket started buzzing.

"Dammit," she whispered, stepping back slighting from Mick, fishing her phone out of her pocket, while at the same time keeping her hold on Mick's hand.

Looking at the display on the call, she closed her eyes and sighed before she answered.

"Josh, hi," she said into the phone.

Mick started to pull away from her hand, but she held her grip, looking at him with sad eyes, and he relents, resuming his postition beside her.

"Yeah, no me and mom are at Mick's now," she said. "Yeah, I'll let you know. Look, Josh, I have to go. I'll call you later."

She looked over at Mick.

"Yeah, me too. Bye."

She hung up the phone, sliding it back into her pocket. Looking down at their still entwined fingers, Beth smiled sadly and brought his hand up to her face, rubbing it lightly against her cheek before kissing his hand.

"We should probably go back downstairs," she said.

Mick nodded, giving her hand one last squeeze, then letting go, and turning towards the stairs.

It's gonna be a long day.

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Okay, end of chapter one. What do you think so far?

This story will hopefully be less than 10 chapters long, I don't want to drag it out too much. Also, just want to point out that this is a Mick/Beth pairing. There will be no "love" scenes with her and Josh, I'd also like to point out that when she said "Yeah, me too," in response to Josh saying 'I love you', she was looking at Mick, not necassarily talking to Josh ...

Anyways, don't be shy about leaving reviews, I love 'em!

Until next time ...!