authors note-Thanks for reading, don't forget to review if you liked it! Like I've mentioned before this is set up the way the T.V show ran, so it jumps around from one person to the other. There were a few tidbits I found out about how season 2 was suppose to go, so I'm trying closely to follow that in my story line. I don't own moonlight or anything affiliated with it. This is just a project I've wanted to do for a while.
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So take your games and wave goodbye,
Exploding in the sky
Your dirty little lies won't get the best of me.
You're so afraid that you might find
A guy who treats you right,
Your dirty little lies won't get the best of me
You're such a waste of a pretty face.
So take a picture for the world to see you and me,
It's what your ego eats.
But I'm done feeding the fire,
That keeps on burning me
Dirty Little Lies - Hearts and Hands
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L.A County Sheriffs Office
Ben Talbot had been interviewed over and over again, the same questions, he knew, we asked to see if his story would change, it didn't. The chief of police called him in earlier that morning to do a follow up interview about the night of Emmas disappearance. They had showed him the video of the crash and then went over the police report of Emmas murder charge. He knew they were just being thorough but he didn't like the way the they were treating him like was a suspect, especially since he wasn't even near Emma the time of the crash.
"I only have a few a more questions " the sheriff as he took out the last page of the police report.
"Wonderful" Ben said sarcasm dripping from his words, if the sheriff had noticed the tone, he ignored it.
"I need you to verify these last things on the police report, especially about the last people to come in contact with Emma" he said handing Talbot the paper he was reading from.
"I'm sorry about this you know" he said looking at Talbots annoyed expression "We just need an iron tight story here, to make sure all the details are correct. It just seems all too...convenient that the vehicle carrying Emma Monahanyn would crash is all".
"You're telling me " Talbot muttered looking over the police report.
He took a moment to make sure all the details were consistent with what he had saw, Simone being held for questioning, the license plate of the vehicle used to transfer Emma, the drivers name, everything seemed to check out, nothing that had been listed was incorrect.
"I don't see anything that I would classify as incorrect information" he said handing the paper back to the sheriff.
"Well that's a start" the sheriff said storing the paper back into the pile.
"I would like to discuss the people involved in this investigation, I know your assistant Beth Turner was involved, Simone Walker, one of the lawyers, and Mick St. John, a private Investigator" he continued.
"Yes, that's correct" Talbot agreed
"Do you have any reason to think any of these people were involved in the crash?"
Talbot looked at the sheriff, he had many reasons to think these people were involved in someway, but he wasn't about to open that box of hell ...yet.
"No" he said, without an ounce of guilt in his face.
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Joseps Apartment
"Are you seeing this?!" Josep said gleefully pointing at the flat screen T.V mounted on his wall. The T.V flashed images of the L.A police chief speaking to a group of reporters.
"We have no evidence of to contradict the claim that the crash that killed ward of the county Emma Monahanyn was indeed an accident" the chief spoke through the T.V. "We have consulted with the lead investigator on this case D.A Ben Talbot" A slew of reporters erupted with questions, the sheriff merely stated, "We have no such clue to think this was an intentional act" and exited the stage that he standing on.
Mick St. John gazed at the T.V his friend was glued to. Indeed it had seemed that everything they had done to stop people from discovering the true nature of Emma had worked out. Thanks to Joseps impatience with waiting and Logan's skills at cameras. The same video that played a week ago, of the vehicle bursting into flames, was now playing again.
"Lets celebrate with drinks" Josep said enthusiastically, going to his kitchen and grabbing a knife. He then took out his cell phone chatted for a moment and hung it back up.
"I thought we were going to drink" Mick asked as he saw Josep come back out of his kitchen
"Oh we are, they just aren't here yet" he said twirling the knife around.
"Does Simone know you have freshies on speed dial" Mick said, finally understanding Joseps view of "drinks".
Josep laughed "She doesn't mind, she knows how it is between us".
"Well Simone, may not mind, but I have a woman who may , so I'll just excuse myself" Mick said getting up from the leather couch Josep had just ordered in from Taiwan.
"Ah, yes, the joys of having a girlfriend"
Mick only smiled has he opened the door, saying a final farewell to his friend he closed it behind him and started down the hallway. He was half way done when the elevator had opened and revealed Simone.
"Oh hi Mick" she said happily " Josep is home right, I heard about the good news" , he assumed she was referring to the end of Emmas case.
"Yes, he is, he actually is about to start celebrating" he replied as he hopped into the elevator before it closed. . He smiled to himself, he hoped Josep was telling the truth when he said Simone" understood"
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Beths Apartment
Beth had the day off, it had been quite a while, since shes had a whole day to herself. When she was at Buzzwire she always spent her weekends doing some random report on something Maureen had dug up. Now working with Talbot it always dead bodies and crime scenes that he needed her to investigate. She would have been working today, but Ben was called into the police station to do some last minute questioning about Emma before they went public with the news. It all worked out for the better, having the day off, because her apartment was starting to look like an endless pit of clothes and papers.
She started with smallest stack, and started working her away down the piles of paper. It was mostly just old tax returns and car insurance forms. The next pile was old research papers she did for Buzzwire, the case she did for Maureen that involved hiding out in a car for 3 hours trying to catch a serial shoplifter, the case of the creepy vampire wanna be professor, she smiled at the memory. It was then she first met Mick. Who knew that case would lead her to where she was now.
She kept sorting not much catching her eyes, in terms of things she should keep, then her heart stopped for a moment. She found the file she had collected on Morgan Vincent, or Micks ex wife, Coraline. The file she had collected told all about the French Revoultion and how some women were branded with a Fleur De Li. Basically branding them as high end prostitutes she thought . Josep at one time had informed her that the Fench Revolution was also a cover up for what was really happening, mass killings of vampires. Coraline and her "family" had found a cure, that would turn them human, long enough to be "tested" by the people responsible for the mass killings.
"Weird family history" she muttered to herself as she piled those papers in the discard pile.
It took almost two hours to get through the rest of papers, and she still had more in her cabinet in the bedroom. Maybe days off weren't good for her. . She rested her head on the back of her couch and shut her eyes, she let the silence envelope her and let out a sigh.
It still haunted her, the thought of Coraline coming back into the picture. She had managed to push it to the back of her mind, but sometimes, late at night with no other distractions, it would creep up. She disappeared of the face of Earth, and when she asked Mick all he told her was "She's not coming back". Did she go away into hiding, did she leave for other reasons...did he kill her?
Beth shuddered at that last thought. It wasn't the thought of Coraline dying that made her uncomfortable, it was the thought of Mick killing anyone, if she were honest with herself.
Hopefully, she thought, all's well that ends well.
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Ben Talbots Office
Ben had finally released from the questioning and drove straight to his office, he had caught the chief of police on the radio, speaking to the public about Emma, and how there was no reason they should see this any other way than a freak accident. Freak accident all right, he thought, more like a set up. He knew in the pit of his stomach that was shown, was not what happened. How could he prove it though, how could he go up to the police and tell them, even though everything points to an accident it wasn't, my gut says so. He couldn't, and he wouldn't, he would solve this one on his own.
He opened up his top desk drawer and grabbed a sheet of a paper. He scanned for what must have been the 40th time. It only held a list names, a list of names that to his knowledge didn't seem like they had anthing in common. The only clues it held were the crossed out names of Emma and Jack Moyhnahan, and Pierce Anders, the plastic surgeon that died during an altercation when he kidnapped him and Beth. There also other names that were crossed out, so he could only assume they were dead too. To the untrained eye, one could deduce that this might be a hit list of some kind. That wouldn't too far off he supposed, especially since the mystery phone caller seemed like he wanted Talbots help in finding the rest of these people. But why, why would a D.A like himself help a guy track down people so he could either kill them or have someone else kill them.
Maybe the caller knew something he didn't, maybe these people were on a list for a reason, a reason that could be dangerous to others around them. Emma was raving murderous lunatic, and Pierce Anders was raving murderous plastic surgeon lunatic, who knows what these other people did. It made him particularly uncomfortable because Mick St. John was on the list, and he happened to be seeing Beth.
"Ben" a male voice called out, it belonged to his second in command Daryl Wood, they had worked many cases together.
He turned around to face Daryl, "What is it"
"There's some papers you need to look over before we send them to the judge" he said regarding one of there other cases.
Ben rose from his seat carefully hiding the paper beneath a magazine and followed Daryl out of his office.
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Beths Apartment
She didn't know how long she slept for , but she woke up to a cat pawing at her face, a gray tabby who was by all means very fat.
"Hello Travis" she said picking the cat up and petting him, she let out a yawn as she got herself of the ground where she had fallen asleep. She had decided to keep Travis, she was at one time looking for a home for him, but she realized she just couldn't part with him, it was the only piece of Maureen she had left, and he was a fluffy and adorable companion. She saw that his cat food dish was empty and went to the top of cupboard to reach for some more.
"I really should let you starve" she said "You are about the size of a small planet" .
She poured the remaining cat food in the bowl and realized it was time to buy more, the cat was sure costing her. She watched the happy, fat, cat plop his face into the bowl, she knew he wouldn't up for air until he was down gobbling each little bit down.
"I guess' she said grabbing her car keys "Its time for a grocery run".
And, what a grocery run it was, it amazing the looks you get when you only go in to buy cat food, she thought. It was like everyone was pitying her, and probably thought she watched romantic comedies with her 10 cats all day. Little did they know she had a very handsome, and not so furry, man to come home to.
She loaded the bag of food into her front seat and drove out of the grocery store parking lot, it was almost 4 in the afternoon, Talbot should be out of the police station by now, she mused. She hooked a left and drove down the L.A highway to the D.A.s office building.
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Micks Apartment
Mick pondered whether he should call Beth, he missed her, but he knew she would probably have things to do on one of her rare days off. It had been almost two months that they had been dating, and it was all still new to him. Being out the game for 50+ years had taken its toll. Of course he had relationships with females, just not human ones, and they were mostly of the sexual nature. Nothing had ever came close to love, with the exception of Coraline, and even that walked a thin line between madness and love.
With Beth it was different, sure every time he saw her he wanted to rip her clothes off, that was the vampire side of him, but being with Beth it was also how she made him feel, like a human, which is something he craved since he had been turned. And he thought that's all he would ever want was to be human, but the chance he had, he gave it up to save Beth. He didn't regret it, he couldn't live without her. And sadly one day, he would have to. He knew she would never want this lifestyle and he wouldn't never want to curse her with it.
He sat down on his couch and pulled out his phone, he dialed Beths number.
"Hello" her voice picked up
"Hey, I was just wondering if you maybe wanted to come over tonight" , why did he always sound like a 15 year old boy asking a girl out for the first time.
He heard Beth laugh "Well, I MAYBE might swing over, I just have to stop at the office first, Ill see you in about an hour"
"Ok, sounds good" , he said and hung up the phone. Always sounding like a horny teenager, he thought about himself, He would kick his own ass if he could.
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D.A Office
Beth arrived later then expected, she really hated L.A traffic especially at 4. Everyone was rushing to get out of work and she was rushing to get to work. She took the stairs and finally arrived at Talbots floor. By the looks of the empy hallway most everyone had gone home for the night, but there was always an occasional late nighter.
She walked to Talbots door, the light in his office was still on, he must be around here somewhere, she thought as she opened up his door.
There some papers spread around, no doubt looking into new cases for him and Beth to investigate. There was magazine to Sports Illustrated laying on his table, she giggled, the thought of him looking at half naked woman amused her. He was always very professional, maybe he just read it for the articles. She picked up the magazine, might as well do something with her time while she waited for him to get back. She had just sat down and opened the magazine when she noticed a piece of paper underneath. She picked it up, looking over it curiously, was this for a case?
She read the names, no one shes ever heard off, a few had been crossed out, maybe this was a list of criminals in the area, she turned the page, and with a gasp, she saw a name she did recognize, Guillermo, he wasn't a criminal. She turned to the last page and her heart stopped dead. Mick, Josep Emma, Jackson, even the plastic surgeon, they were all on here. She read lower, Coraline Vincent, Brianna Tyme, Keke Soto. She had a quesy feeling that this was every vampire in the area. She could have thrown up from her stomach flopping, Talbot had this list, how much did he know. Did he know they were all vampires, how did he get it, is that whys been asking her questions, all the questions raced through head and she noticed she began to sweat.
Talbot was still here somewhere he couldn't know she ever saw it. Does she destroy it or leave it? Her heart thumped louder as she went through her options in her head, she could copy the paper and leave it, but then Talbot would have the list, she could take it all together but then if he saw her, he would know it was her. Screw it she thought as she grabbed the paper, he couldn't prove it was her, and the list is much more dangerous if its in his hands. Before she could leave she heard Talbots voice coming down the hallway. Shit, she needed a place to hide. She carefully put the paper and magazine back. Nothing looked big enough to conceal her, she looked around frantically, his voice was getting closer she had no other choice but to duck down and crawl underneath the desk.
She heard two pais of footsteps enter the room.
"So we go to trial on Monday then" a voice said that she recognized as a man named Daryl.
"Sounds god, make sure everything is in order for the judge, he can be a real ass about paperwork" she heard Talbot reply.
"You got it boss" and she assumed Daryl had walked out, no doubt leaving for the night.
She thought her heart was thumping loud enough Talbot was sure to hear it, she tried to control her breathing and wrapped her arms around her legs more, trying to make herself smaller. She heard him file a few things around, walk over to the cabinet, open it and close it, and then went for the door.
She held her breath, then heard the door close and lights flickered off. She could breathe again.
She waited a few more minutes to ensure he hadn't forgotten and came back for something, and slowly rose from her hiding place. Her eyes took a second to adjust to the darkness as she felt for the light switch. Bingo, she though as her fingers had finally found the light and she flipped it, revealing the office in light once more.
It took only a second to realize Ben had moved the paper, as she desperately searched for it where she had originally found it.
Beth searched through the drawers franticly, careful to not misplace any paper, he couldn't know that she was ever here. Her mind kept playing tricks on her, making her think she heard footsteps, each noise caused her heart to race more as she sifted her fingers through the loads and loads of paper. She needed to find it, and she needed to destroy it.
She finally found in the top drawer of Bens desk, she grabbed and shoved it in her purse carefully setting all the other papers neatly back into place.
She gently closed the drawer and walked to door, making sure to turn off the lights, she closed the door and was out of sight in a matter of seconds.
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Micks Apartment
He checked his watch again, it was almost 6, it was very unusual of Beth to be late, she was a very punctual person. It made him a bit nervous, but he'd wait a few more minutes to call her.
He needn't not have worried as Beth, without knocking, came through the door, red faced and looking like she had just rushed to get here.
"Whats the matter" he immediately asked, taking in her disheveled form.
Beth put on her best face, "Oh. nothing, Ben just ran me ragged when I got in, you know, with new cases"
"I don't like the way he's been working you" Mick said as he helped her with her coat.
Beth turned to him, "He just has a lot on his plate right, especially after the Emma incident"
"Still" Mick continued "He should give you a break"
"Do I smell chicken?" Beth said trying to steer the conversation away from Talbot
"Oh" he looked a little flustered " I made you dinner, I didn't think you would have eaten yet"
Beth smiled warmly at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "That's awfully nice..and human of you "
She made her way to the kitchen, were there was indeed a very plump chicken and potaotes waiting for her.
"What" she said looking the lone plate "You're not eating?"
Mick looked confused until Beth laughed "I'm only joking with you"
This, Mick thought, is how she made him feel human, the fact that she could joke around with him so easily and not feel one bit of awkward. She was never tip toeing around his vampirism and always, ever since they met, met it headfirst with curiosity and warmth. When in all reality she should have met it with fear and digust.
Still, he could tell she felt uneasy about something, the way her eyes weren't really settled on anything but gazed off into nowhere as she ate, she was never good at concealing her emotions.
"Beth" he asked again "Are you sure you are feeling alright"
Beth snapped out of her trance and looked at him.
She wasn't going to tell him that she had found a list that could expose every vampire within the L.A, she wasn't going to tell him that Talbot had the list for who knows how long, and she defiantly wasn't going to tell him it looked like they were keeping track of the deaths. She wasn't going to lose him, she'd figure this out on her own.
"Yes" she lied
Mick didn't look entirely convinced but he let it go and sat down across from her. She looked him in those dark blue eyes, and thought, he protected me all these years, its my time to repay the favor.
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Church somewhere in L.A
The church, he thought, had seen better days, what was once a beautiful beacon of hope now was a shambling mess. The gold plates that adorned the cross on the stage had been, no doubt taking by the scum of Los Angeles. Still, the church will have it uses. The old man sat down in a pew, making it groan underneath his weight.
"Dear Father, please forgive for I have sinned. I have committed multiple murders, lied and cheated, I have taken you name in vain and have had pride get in the way of my mission. I ask you to lead me to the right direction as I progress farther. Amen"
"That was quite beautiful Charles" a voice rang out from behind him.
The old man looked behind, he saw the figure of a young woman, mid twenties a few pews back.
He stiffened "What are you doing here?"
The woman and rose and walked to his aisle, sitting beside him, she handed him a manila folder.
"I have those papers you asked for" she said giving him the parcel.
His aged hands took the papers out and scanned them, his eye sight was starting to fade as he brought the papers closer to face.
"Every address is here?" he asked the woman, who nodded her head in return.
"Alert Andrew and tell the others to get preparing, our time is soon, they have been overpopulating this region for far too long"
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Next on Moonlight
"The kiss seemed to last forever, their lips meshing and hands trying to touch every inch of each other. It was a constant battle for dominance as they both stripped each other of clothes, every piece of cloth held skin, which they both longed to feel. She gasped as he lifted her up onto the countertop, and peeled off her shirt, the fire that he had started had long since died done, but the heat that she felt was now just getting intense".
