They SHOULD NOT have CANCELLED this show. But CBS is sucking right now. But, I will admit, the Mentalist is a pretty good show, it snagged my interest pretty quickly. But the show they replaced Moonlight for? The Ex List? Screw that! You had a perfectly good supernatural like show finally and then BOOM!, you destroy it. Idiots. Anyhoo, here's the second installment of my Moonlight series. Enjoy!
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I stood on my tip toes in my vain attempt to see around all the people in the airport. I had grown about three years older in the span that I was gone. My hair was now longer and my figure a bit fuller, if I do say so myself. Which, I just did. But the sad thing is, I haven't gotten taller, so it was a bit hard to find Beth. Of course, I had been looking in the wrong direction the entire time. And I found out the hard way when a body ran into mine and wrapped it's arms around me.
"Holy bagesus, Beth!" I grunted as I wrapped my arms tightly around her as well. She soon pushed me to arm's length to examine me.
"You look good, Alex," she told me.
"Uhm, thanks?" I said. She smiled and pulled me into a softer hug. "I take it you missed me."
"You have no idea," she said once she pushed me away. She grabbed one of my bags from my hands and we began our trek to her car. "I didn't like being the only person who knew about Mick and Josef that was, well, human. And you're kinda the only other person that really knows. So I kinda had no one to really talk to."
"Beth, we talked on the phone practically every night that I was away," I said with a giggle. She just rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, but still, I missed you," she told me. "And I'm not the only one. You know that."
"You are such a dork, you know that, right?" I said, mocking her vocal expression. She just glared at me.
"So, you come back to LA for..." she said, dropping off and letting me finish the sentence.
"I'm gonna hurt you," I said, looking down. "It's not easy. But he did prove the doctors wrong. A year, my ass!"
"He's gonna be fine," she told me. "He'll win this."
"It's cancer, Beth, no one ever wins," I told her. "And besides, he should've been dead two years ago from it. His suffering has been prolonged and I don't understand why my aunt needs me here to help watch him die." We finally made it to Beth's car.
"Maybe she just needs you," she told me.
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