Mick heard the door close, he could also hear Beth's heart beat. This was the closest he ever let Beth get to him , he let his hands roam about her body; each touch creating a new, and precious memory. Mick let out a slight chuckle, as he heard Beth moan as played with the curls in his hair. Then Mick felt her hands move from around his neck. At first he let her hands roam, not wanting to end their kiss. Then he realized what she wanted when he felt her hands fumble with the button of his jeans.

"Beth no" Mick said, as he quickly pulled away. He had thought about this moment a thousand times, but this time was time there was a danger, that his thoughts didn't pose.

"What's wrong am I moving to fast?" Beth asked, blushing as she backed away.

"No it's not that I want to but-"Mick could bring himself to finish his thought, all he could do was stare into Beth's eyes ; and see the love she held there.

"Your afraid that you would bite me, or turn me." Beth said, as she understood what he meant.

"Yes, and that's why I have to go." Mick said, as he stepped out of Beth's embrace. Mick started to walk to the door, but stopped when he felt Beth pull on his hand.

"It's okay I know you won't hurt me " Beth said, as she linked her fingers with Mick's

"The fact that you trust me only makes it worse "Mick said, knowing that he should leave.

"Mick look at me" Beth said, as she tilted his chin up forcing him to meet her gaze. Mick looked into her blue eyes, and smiled in spite of himself. He loved the look she got, when she was about to make her case on something she thought was important.

"I know that you love me, and that you would never hurt me. I want to be with you. "Beth said, as she looked into Mick's eyes. Mick looked into Beth's eyes, but let out a sigh as he knew he had lost the fight.

"At some point you may have to stop me." Mick said, as he pulled Beth into another kiss. Then Beth let out another moan as she walk back toward the bed. The next morning Beth awoke with a slight shiver as sunlight streamed through the window.

"I can get you another blanket if your cold" Mick said, as he got up from the bed being careful to stay out of the sunlight.

"No it's fine I needed to get up anyway. "Beth said, as she threw on an old tee shirt. Then she got a good look at Mick.

"I'm okay I just need some A positive, and a good days sleep. "Mick said, as he disappeared into the kitchen.

"We could do this at your apartment or I could stash some blood here for you." Beth said, as Mick returned from the kitchen carrying a cup of coffee.

"You don't need to do that, I'll just bring a few bags from home when I come over." Mick said, as watched Beth drink her coffee.

"Why were you so cold anyway?" Beth asked a little worried, at how weak Mick was starting to look.

"Blood warms us, and helps us heal just like it does for you; but since we can't make any of our own, we have to keep ourselves well fed. If we don't we turn cold like any other living thing, that isn't alive would. We also tend to go on feeding frenzies, which can be bad for humans and vampires. Mick said as he sat down on the couch.

"Why do you like A positive blood so much? Guillermo said that you are the only one who drinks it." Beth asked, as she finished her coffee.

"It was my blood type from when I was human, and Guillermo tends to be over dramatic." Mick said with a smile.

"Oh right vampires have to drink blood that matches their blood type; but what about me my blood type is AO negative." Beth said.

"Yes well rare blood types are hard to find, and most vampires aren't picky like me. I think you would have to go with the one that tastes best, like Chinese V.S Mexican food." Mick said.

"Well I did always love extra spicy Compow Chicken." Beth said with a smile, then she looked at her cell phone.

"I have to go I'm running late, I'll see you tonight." Beth said as she grabbed her cell phone, keys, and bag. Then she placed a quick kiss on Mick's cheek and ran out of the door. Mick smiled as he watched her go then he locked the door behind him, and went back to his apartment. Beth walked in to the DA's office at 9am sharp narrow, beating DA Ben Talbot who came in a minute after her.

"I have dunken donuts, and coffee if any one needs breakfast." Ben said, as he held up a big orange box.

"I'll take some of whatever you have." Beth said, as she walked over to him.

"I have twenty four chocolate glazed , and twenty four of the plain glazed donut holes. "Ben said, as he opened the box.

"Mm give me six of the chocolate glazed." Beth said.

Coming right up along with your favorite coffee house blend, one cream , and three sugars." Ben said as he handed Beth her coffee, and a small white bag.

"Thanks" Beth said, as she took the food.

"I was actually wondering if I could ask you some questions about saint john." Ben said, as he walked up the stairs.

"Sure go ahead" Beth said, as she chewed her donut.

"I received these pictures of him, and they seemed really wired, at first I thought they were photo shopped; but then I saw you can you tell me what happened?" Ben asked, as he looked at Beth. Beth swallowed hard, as she looked at the pictures.

"Those photo are fake Dean Foster had a chip shoulder, because Mick wouldn't let him stalk Tierney Taylor." Beth said, as she drank her coffee.

"Her death was a horrible loss, but I have something that my be worse." Ben said, as his voice took on a grim edge.

"What do you mean?" Beth asked more than a little grateful, for the change of subject.

"I there's a serial killer in LA" Ben said as he took a deep breath.

"Are we talking Jack The Ripper or Anthony Harris?" Beth asked.

"I think it's safe to say that he's worse than both of those." Ben said, as he took another deep breath.

"How so?" Beth said, as a knot of dread grew in her stomach.

"He's killed four people so far, and each one had their blood completely drained. He's like nothing I've ever seen he doesn't stick to a gender, and he has no motive. It's almost like he's running a business. "Ben said.

"...I'll see what I can do we have to catch this guy." Beth said as she suppressed a shudder .

"Thanks I wish I could help, but I'm going to be in court all day. I only came here to grab some things I needed." Ben said, as he unlocked his office.

"It's no problem when a case is important as this I like to be alone anyway." Beth said as she stood in the door way.

"Thanks let me know what you find." Ben said as he left his office.

"Can do." Beth said, as she walked to her office. Beth spent the rest of the day, pouring over every information source she could find. Finally Beth left the office, just as the sun started to set. Then as Beth climbed into her car she realized who she needed to go see.

A/N so there you have it chapter 1 Jack The Ripper was a real serial killer in England I made the other one up If you like this review and tell me so

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