I enjoy fix-it-s. We needed this one, too. Or maybe we didn't, actually... technically, but I wanted to write it anyway, so here it is. Do forgive me. It is set at the very end of episode eight, when Beth is left alone in the sunrise on Mick's balcony...
I do not own Moonlight. Even better, I don't own Twilight, either...
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Beth swallowed, blinking for several seconds. She had rarely even been so disappointed. It could have been such a moment, and it was ruined. Not because Mick didn't want to kiss in the sun - vampire and all that, she would have understood - but because he didn't want to. Didn't want her, she supposed. That hurt.
Even after everything, it hurt: or maybe because of everything they had gone through, more than despite it. How did Mick see her, now? She had thought that she had known, especially now, but maybe she was dead wrong. How ironic: dead, vampires... she meantally snapped at her own inner voice. Not helpful.
Did he even see her that way? Was she more like a god-daughter to him? She didn't really believe that... so maybe she just wasn't that attractive to him. Her mind racing, she only recognised that just a second had gone by when Mick's voice floated out to her through the curtains and the open balcony doors.
"Beth!" Turning, she looked, but couldn't spot him in there in this light. Of course, sun just having risen, everything had colours you didn't see in full daylight. Or maybe he was just too far into the room, escaping the sun. "I am sorry I interrupted the moment, but in case you missed it, the sun rose! I'd still be thrilled to have that kiss you know, only - inside the blinds!"
Laughing, suddenly happy and her worries gone, Beth headed inside. Not as perfectly set, maybe, but she'd gladly take it.