Disclaimer: You recognise it then I probably don't own it. I'm just borrowing Mick and Beth…

Author note: As per request… here is the continuation of "Reflections..." I hope you guys like it…

Rated R just to be safe (basically, I'd rather rate it too high than too low)

Please leave comments, it's the only food my muses accept…

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He opened his eyes and stared up at the freezer lid and waited for his body to wake up fully before he opened the freezer and got out. While he lay there, feeling the hunger in his gut, he thought about the day ahead of him. He had a new client he was meeting. Some rather high profile actress whose case he wasn't even sure he was going to take. But, he might as well take the meeting. Get all the information before he made his decision.

He had always hated seeing women suffer. Josef called it his hero complex. Mick believed it was his mothers doing. The way she had raised him had meant it was ingrained in him to treat women with respect and, if possible, help them when they needed him. Something Beth seemed to both enjoy and find incredibly irritating.

"Beth", he said her name out loud and sat up, hitting his forehead on the freezer lid.

"Shit!" he rubbed his forehead and cursed under his breath as he hit the latch for the lid and it opened. All the thoughts he'd had the night before spun around in his head at a high speed ending at one shining thought. He wanted to try. He wanted to give their growing relationship a chance.

He jumped out of his freezer and went for his phone. Grabbing it he quickly searched out her phone number and before he had a moment to think of a reason not to, he hit call. He started pacing his freezer room as he waited for her to pick up. What if she didn't want to talk? What if she'd had second thoughts and decided this was too much after all?

"Beth Turner", her efficient voice brought him out of his thoughts. She sounded a little tired and he worried that he'd woken her up. Maybe he should've waited until he was dressed and ready for the day before he called? Maybe he should've checked the time first?

"Hello?" her voice called out, sounding confused this time.

"Beth? It's Mick" he said, and swallowed around the nervous lump in his throat.

"Mick? Is everything alright?" he smiled as he heard the happiness in her voice at hearing his voice, though she hid it well.

"Everything is fine Beth. I just… I wanted to talk to you. We should talk", he said. Great, he was sounding as nervous as he felt. He heard her heart rate quicken and felt his hunger burn again. Typical. He should've fed before calling her. He probably should've gotten dressed as well he realised as he looked down and noticed he was still in his birthday suit.

"Talk? You mean…?" she sounded hesitant, as if not daring to believe his words. He relaxed a little. She still wanted him. She hadn't thought it over and changed her mind.

"Yes. I want us to talk. Really talk. Do you have time to meet with me today?" he asked, quickly. Before he could change his mind. Before he could talk himself out of it again.

"Do you have the time now?" she asked, her voice eager. He could almost see the happiness on her face as he listened to her. Quickly he checked the time. HE had about 3 hours before the meeting with his new client.

"Yes, I have some time now. Can I come over?" he asked and moved to his closet to pull out fresh clothes for the day. He heard her moving as well.

"Yes. When can you be here?" he smiled as he heard her moving things around, probably straightening the place out. He calculated the distance and decided it would be faster if he ran than if he took the car. He could jump over the roof tops and be there twice as fast as if he got the car out and drove over there through the traffic.

"In about 20 minutes", he said and heard her heart leap a little in response.

"I'll see you in 20 then", he nodded in reply then shook his head at himself. Of course she couldn't see the nod through the phone.

"Yes, I'll see you then", he said and then hung up. Never before had he gone through his morning ritual that fast. He skipped the shave though. She had once said in passing that she liked a little morning stubble on a man and he wanted every advantage he could have during this conversation.

Once dressed and ready he hurried down, grabbed his coat and keys and then out the door. Not taking the time to wait for the elevator he moved to the stairs and then jumped, landing seconds later at the bottom floor. He ran out the back door into the alley, climbed up the fire stairs to the roof and then started running at top speed. Jumping over rooftops all the way to her building. He stopped when he reached the rooftop of the building opposite hers with 5 minutes to spare.

He watched her building and saw her moving in her living room. Pacing. That made him smile a little. She was obviously as nervous as him about this. Somehow, that knowledge made it easier to take the last steps. He jumped down from the building and walked over to hers. Up with the elevator to her floor, down the corridor to her door and then raised his hand to knock.

To be continued