DISCLAIMER: I do not own Moonlight or any of the characters portrayed on screen or the people who act the roles of the characters because if I did I wouldn't have missed the first two episodes of the second season. Anyhow I hope you all appreciate this one despite the facts.

MIDNIGHT MASSACRE

CHAPTER 1- SLEEP INTERUPTED

"Mick." Beth gasped as he walked up to her, there she was in the midst of a heinous crime scene which had taken place only a few minutes earlier, it was now two thirty Saturday morning January 27, 2008.

"Beth are you okay?" Mick asked his voice laced with concern for Beth, his female friend, who had quickly become a close and reliable friend, not to say anything about their relationship which seemed to be heading in the opposite direction of what Mick had originally thought it should be.

"Yeah I am but this Mick it's just awful." She said worry written all over her face.

"Are you sure you wanna be here I mean it's two thirty in the morning." Mick said as he studied her face.

"Mick I'm a reporter it's my job, I need to be here."

"I know I just meant you look... very tired." Mick stated.

"You don't need to worry about me Mick, imagine what those people must have gone through."

"Be careful Beth, I'm going to see what I can find." Mick said as he looked at her again.

As he was walking away making his way to one of the many houses that comprised the crime scene Beth noticed him stop, sensing that he had been able to zone in on some information that she a mere mortal or anyone else could not possibly pick up on she walked over to him.

"Mick?" She placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Beth I believe there's someone alive in there." He whispered to her, her eyes grew large as she absorbed what he had just told her.

Was it possible that someone was indeed alive after the massacre?

"Mick you've gotta find that person, they're probably hurt."

"I know, their breathing is shallow I'm going and I'll let Buzzwire know what happens." And with the last word out his mouth Mick disappeared into the house.

"I don't..." Beth began but trailed off as she watched him slip into the house.

As Beth waited outside for Mick to reappear all around people were shouting and crying it was unbelievable - eleven people had been shot to death in their homes, five of whom were children.

Beth had come to the scene with the intention of getting footage for Buzzwire but when she arrived at the scene the confusion and mayhem coupled with the news that so many people had lost their lives all she could manage was to talk for five minutes into the camera before telling her cameraman to just capture whatever was going on.

In less than two minutes Mick emerged from the house and in his arms was a little boy around eight years. As soon as his mother saw him she ran to Mick sobbing uncontrollably.

"He's injured ma'am." Mick said to the woman as he made his way to where an ambulance was, as he placed the child on the gurney blood could be seen coming from the child's left leg.

As Mick turned away from the child his eyes searched the crowd of people who had converged around where the ambulance was, Beth was standing grounded where he had left her only a few feet away.

As he proceeded to walk over to her a few people began thanking him and praising him for his act, "It's okay." Mick said as to them as he neared Beth.

"Beth? Are you okay?" Mick asked for the second time that morning.

At first she just stared at the ambulance then slowly her eyes moved to look at Mick then to look into his eyes.

"Bet—" Mick began but was cut off by Beth's words.

"This is crazy." She finally said. "It's unbelievable, I'm here but it still seems like I'm gonna wake up and realize this was just a bad dream." The cold night air was suddenly beginning to make its presence known and she felt a cool gust of wind rush all around her stabbing her warm face and blowing her wavy golden hair around her.

"It is but now it's over and it's already happened." Mick said then before either of them could say another word he saw a tear roll down her cheek then another.

"It's... so terrible." She said quietly. "Those people were asleep and..."

"Beth it's done." Mick said looking at her but her eyes had strayed off to become fixed on the scene behind him.

"All those people, those kids." Beth said and he saw a few more tears roll down her face.

Moving closer to her he allowed himself to wrap her in his arms to comfort her, and Beth let her head rest against his chest as she sobbed.

"Beth whoever did that was cruel and heartless and I promise I'll find those people." Mick said as he stroked her hair.

"I just can't—it's s-so heart-heartbreaking." Beth stammered. "Can yo-you imagine what those people went through and... those kids, they didn't show any mercy." Beth continued.

Mick didn't know what else he could say to comfort her so he stood there holding her and wishing that his next case had nothing to do with the present situation and everything to do with being hired to follow an unfaithful spouse or even to find a missing person.

Beth had pulled herself together after being in Mick's arms for a few minutes longer than she had ever thought she would be and had managed to offer her condolences to the family and friends of the victims before wrapping up the video her cameraman had been shooting.

Where was she now? She was far away from the crying and screaming, far from where the bloodbath had taken place, Beth was now at Mick's apartment, with the rift that had been created between her and Josh after her rather sudden visit to New York with Mick, she didn't quite feel like going home to an empty apartment.

Mick had offered to take her to her place but she wanted to stay with him and he understood and besides it wasn't the first time. They were now in his living room, Beth seated on the couch and Mick staring out of the window and into the dark night which was slowly giving way to the soft light of daybreak.

"Beth you should get some sleep now. " He said turning to face her it was nearly four O'clock.

"Yeah I should." Came Beth's whispered response as she moved her body to a laying position on the couch. "Mick?"

"Yeah."

"Thanks."

"It's my pleasure and duty to be there for you Beth." Mick replied.

He stayed with her until she was asleep then he headed to his sleeping chambers, after shedding his shirt and getting into the freezer Mick lay thinking about the activities that had occurred earlier that morning.

I would like to thank you all who read this and to let you know that the inspiration for this story sadly was not based on ideas from my imagination but did in fact come about because of a shocking and horrific incident which took place in my country of GUYANA, in the wee hours of Saturday morning of January 26th 2008.

Eleven people did die, five of whom were children and three people were injured. These people were poor people whose lives were tragically taken and have left our country in shock and despair. The ages of the children who were killed ranged from 4 to 12 years. The injured eight year old in this story is however, in real life, a four year old boy, who was shot in the leg and the abdomen (according to the news). His brother was also injured.

R&R let me know what you think I do hope to continue this story in the hopes of bringing Mick and Beth together and also to enlighten readers as to the situation which my country is now facing.