Moonlight – Virtual Season 2
Episode Eleven – Just Three Little Words
Rating: M/NC17

Writer: All group

Beta'd: Writers Group

VS2 Writers Group includes Candomom, ClChen, Conni4, Evilous, Misfit, Mx wwmickd, Night Owl, Phantom Phoenix, Photosue and Sunny.

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Beth glanced at Mick's profile as he tapped his thumb impatiently on the steering wheel, waiting for the traffic to move out of the parking area of the Whitley Sport Complex. Her guardian angel was, well, he was pissed. He'd practically scooped her up in a whirl of apologies and curses, the cursing mainly directed at Coraline and Lance. It had been exhilarating… and scary.

"Why does Lance Duvall want to discuss my blood?"

"Because he's an asshole." Mick muttered as the traffic began to move.

"Mick!" Beth unfastened her seatbelt and slid over beside him. "I need to know why!"

"Okay, okay." Mick glanced at her, the rearview mirror throwing a reflection of light across his eyes. "Your blood type is part of the cure."

"I am part of the cure?" Beth's eyes grew wide. "Does that mean he'll be back?"

"He's not getting anywhere near you again!" Mick put his arm around her and pulled her close. "I promise you."

"How are you going to stop him?" Beth tried to control the trembling of her voice. "I mean look how much security Josef had to bring in just to convince them to leave the Ball. He wasn't afraid of Josef. How can we stop them?"

"I don't know." Mick tried to reassure her and himself. "We'll do whatever we have to, whatever it takes to make sure you're safe." The worry lines creased between Mick's brows and he kissed her hair, saying the only thing he could think of. "I love you, and nobody's taking you away from me."

"I love you, too." Beth answered softly and laid her head on his shoulder. His arm tightened around her, but she was still worried. First the Legion and now the Duvalls want my blood. What's next?

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Beth's cell beeped as she was stepping out of the DA's office into the noon day sun. It was Logan.

"Hey, Logan, thanks for getting back to me so quickly." she greeted him. Beth smirked, she could hear Guitar Hero in the background.

"Hi, Beth. I looked into that murder case you had a hunch about." Chloe Jone's and Kelly Foster's murders had briefly been in the news when Hearst College settled the wrongful death case out of court, with Chloe Jone's family. Oddly enough, Kelly Foster's family had never filed suit.

"So is the victim related to the Foster brothers?" She hears his fingers flying over his keyboard. "Logan… Logan?" Beth can hear him muttering as feedback from Guitar hero squeals in the background.

"Oh, sorry, Beth. Actually, yeah, the victim, Kelli Foster, she was related," he offered.

"Daughter, sister, what?" Beth was getting impatient with Logan.

"Actually, she was Dean Foster's daughter," Logan answered.

"Shit!" Beth was sliding into Oscar's Jeep Cherokee. "Will you send me all you have on this?"

Logan chuckled. "Sure, no problem."

Oscar drove off quickly as Beth closed the door. "Problem?"

Beth clicked her seat belt into place. "There may be. Logan just found another Foster connection." Beth pulled out her cell and dialed Mick.

"Hey." Mick answered sleepily.

"Mick, sorry to wake you, but we may have a problem." she apologized softly.

Mick hit the release lever and his freezer lid swooshed opened. He sat straight up wide awake now. "Are you okay? Where are you?"

Beth smiled. He was always so worried about her. "I'm fine. Oscar just picked me up. Can you meet me at Josef's office? I'll tell you both what I found out." She nodded to Oscar as he made a u-turn to head for Josef's office.

Mick swung out of his freezer. "Yeah. Yeah, I'll meet you there in 20 minutes."

Beth sighed. "Okay, 20 minutes... anything else?"

Mick grins, "Anything else what?"

Beth puts her hand on her hip as if he could see her, "Three little words…"

Mick was grinning ear to ear, she knew he loved her but knowing she was getting frustrated was cute, "See you soon."

Beth gives a sigh, "Yes, you will."

Mick couldn't hold it in any longer, since confessing his love for her the first time it came so easy to tell her how he loved her. "I love you, baby."

"Yeah, yeah, love you too." Beth clicked off.

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Mick was striding into Josef's office 20 minutes later. Beth and Oscar had only just walked in. Beth dropped her bag in an empty chair and greeted Mick with a quick kiss. "So, Blondie, what's with the emergency meeting?" Josef snarked. Beth grabbed her laptop out her bag. As she booted it up she smirked, looking up to see three vampires looking directly at her. Pull it together Beth! Power trip later, we have a problem.

She shook her head trying to focus again. "Well, Josef I think this thing with the Fosters' has been going on long before Dean Foster." she explained.

Josef and Mick exchanged looks. Josef was the first to speak. "How so?"

Beth scanned the file Logan had emailed her. "Do you remember the Hearst student murdered about a year ago by the TA?" She looked up at Mick and smiled tenderly. Her 2AM walk through the fountain had changed her life.

"Yeah, I remember. Some crazed TA killing girls' making it look like a vampire bite." Josef answered clicking his teeth together for good measure.

Beth shook her head. "Her name was Kelli Foster."

Josef leaned back against his desk, folding his arms. "Foster is a common name, you know."

Beth nodded. "True, but this isn't just a coincidence. I had Logan do some checking." she answered.

Josef quirked an eyebrow and smirked. "Really now?" Mick chuckled. Beth rolled her eyes.

"Don't worry, he was off the clock," she snarked.

Josef pretended to be indignant, "Well, good."

"Anyway…" Mick smiled.

"Ok. Ok," Beth began again, "She was Dean Foster's daughter. From what Logan could gather Dean and her mom divorced when she was two. She had very little contact with the Foster side of the family until after high school."

Mick scrubbed a hand down his face, "So what happened after high school?"

Beth closed her laptop looking up at Mick. "She was living back east with her mom until graduation. Then she moved to L.A., and started college at Hearst. Which was being paid for by Dean Foster."

Mick shook his head. "That doesn't necessarily mean she was involved with the Legion."

Josef made his way back around his desk taking a seat. "True, Mick, but given the way things have been going lately, she is tied in some way."

Oscar had been listening quietly until now. "Mick, I've already been through a culling. The Legion will and have used their own families as bait or decoys."

Mick looked at Oscar then back Josef, who nodded in agreement. "So this whole mess has been in the works at least since last September?" Mick sat down next to Beth.

Josef nodded again. "Probably for sometime before that, the Legion is nothing if not patient."

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Mick and Beth had excused themselves, leaving Josef yelling into his phone. Unfortunately, Logan was on the other end of the phone. The last thing Beth heard was Josef telling Logan he didn't care if he was in the middle of a Guitar Hero Tournament.

Mick had taken her to lunch after hearing her stomach growl for the second time, playfully scolding her for not eating.

They walked out of the restaurant, Beth's tiny hand held firmly by Mick's. She was feeling spoiled by all the attention. They walked over to the car, Mick holding the door open for her as always. He was smiling at her as she began to climb in. Mick frowned at her and his face suddenly began to pale.

"What's wrong?" Beth asked as soon as she saw his face.

He reached around and pulled a dart out of his shoulder. He sniffed it and looked around at the surrounding buildings.

"What is that?" The panic was raising in her voice.

He sniffed the dart again. Nothing. The normally burning sunlight began to warm him. Oh, God…

"Get in the car!" He shouted as he spun around, and fell to the ground. Blood began soaking his shirt, the burning sensation irradiating from his upper arm to his whole body. Both figured out the same moment he must have been hit by a gun with a silencer, the lack of noise making it impossible to know where the shooters were.

"Stay down!" He ordered. Beth grabbed his gun from the car.

"Do you have another shot?" The shooter squinted into the sight, Mick's head in the cross hairs. Beth moved into the view covering Mick, swinging the gun, blindly looking for him.

"Negative." He whispered.

"Don't let them get away." The voice rasped in his ear.

Mick was scrambling to get up, Beth at his side. "Get out of here!" He groaned.

"Not without you!" She was swinging the gun around, looking for their attackers. "Get in the car!" She pulled him off the ground, half dragging, half pulling him. "They want me alive, remember." Another shot hit the car aimed at Mick.

"Fuck!" He growled climbing in. Beth crawled over his lap, pulling the door shut. She started the engine and sped off as another bullet hit Mick's window.

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