Authors Note: I own nothing about Moonlight, I'm just a big fan. Please read and review, it really helps me want to continue on with the writing, knowing that someone is enjoying my work. If it looks like theres a lot of spelling mistakes, it just me trying to emphasis the French accent (If you're French and reading this, please don't be offended) hahah.
Keep an eye for some key information in this episode.
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Ryan Star- We Might Fall
We should go to sleep now, You should stay the night
I'll be up to watch the world around us live and die
Lying on the grass now, dancing for the stars
Maybe one will look on down and tell us who we are
We might fall, we might fall, we might fall, Hallie we might fall
We might fall, we might fall, we might fall, Hallie we might fall
Tell me are we crazy, did you like the cold
Tell me are you comfortable if comfortable at all
We might fall, we might fall, we might fall, Hallie we might fall
We might fall, we might fall, we might fall, Hallie, we might fall
Now that we are older, I remember you. Reaching out to show me all the things that I must do
Now that we are older, I remember youth, now that we are close to death and close to finding truth
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Paris Airport
The plane landed gracefully on the brightly lit runway. The stars twinkled amongst the dark sky, being illuminated by the beautiful city of Paris. Even at night you could hear the hustle of the people above the engine sounds. Beth dismounted the fall away ladder as she made her way back through customs and loaded her luggage unto a rack. It was hard to see past a foot as the crowd became larger and larger as she walked out of the airport. She saw taxis lined up the edge of the street, and the people filing into them. She did her best to hail a cab, a couple passed her until one caught sight of her and drove right up next to where her and her luggage where.
She opened up the back and door and slide in, pushing her luggage to the other side. An older man turned his head and faced her, a polite smile playing on his lips.
"Tourist?" he asked, his voice thick with a French accent.
"Yes" Beth replied back with a courtesy smile, "I need to get to the Carlton Hotel"
"Ah, yes, Carlton iz a nice hoteel" he said, "Its veerry beautiful, is it not?"
"I've never actually been there" she said putting her seatbelt on, as he started the cab.
"You're in for a treat" he said making his way into the packed street, turning to the right, and driving into the lights of Paris.
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Logans Basement
Micks POV: It's been a sleepless night, I've had Logan try to track Beth, but he cant find anything. It's like shes completely fallen off the radar, and in the back of my mind, I think that's what she wanted.
Logans fingers were fast and nimble on his computer as he brought up credit reports and statements from Beth history, anything to clue in where she would have gone. Nothing was coming up.
"It looks like she was smart and paid for everything in cash, besides her plane ticket " he said , reviewing the statements again. "A paper trail is harder to trace"
"There has to be something" Mick urged, his eyes searching the information on the computer, "She has to be staying somewhere, most places make you pay woth a credit card"
Logan sighed, "I'm telling you nothing is coming up, its like she disappeared after she went to Europe"
"Why would she even go to Europe to begin with" Mick said, more to himself then to Logan. It didn't make sense.
Before Logan could answer, they both heard the door to Logan's basement door slam and Josef walked down, with an animal like fluidly that was purely vampire.
He looked rather annoyed with the both of them, like a mother who was about to scold her children.
"What have I done to the two of you, for you for you to wake me up from my sleep" he said with slight irritation in his voice.
"Beth went missing" Logan replied, turning his computer screen towards Josef, "She didn't leave a trail, the only thing we know is that she had a plane ticket to Europe"
Josef snapped his head in Micks direction, "Did she say anything to you"
"If she did" Mick said through gritted teeth, "I wouldn't have Logan trying to track her"
"Did you try tracking her phone, credit cards, her computer" he asked, still looking at Mick.
"She left her phone, laptop and has had no use of credits cards besides purchasing a plane ticket" Logan shot back at Josef, "Nothing is coming up"
"I cant help but wonder if that's what she wants" Josef said rubbing his chin.
Mick quirked an eyebrow, "What do you mean"
"I mean" Josef said guiding Mick to Logans comuter" That Beth doesn't want to be found, you should start giving her more credit, she's smart, she knows she is in danger for exposing our secret"
"Brilliant" Logan whispered, "She doesn't want to be found so she's not leaving a trail for someone to pick up on"
The idea had never occurred to Mick that maybe Beth felt like she was in danger, that she had to leave. He felt guilty because it was his fault she was put into this situation.
Still, he needed to find her, she was in more danger being alone, at least if she was here he could protect her.
"Mick" Josef said as if almost reading his mind, "Maybe its for the best, we leave this alone for now, Beth is safer being off the radar right now until this dies down and we can prove her intents were only to protect our kind"
"I can't leave her like this" Mick said with an almost desperate tone, the same tone, Josef recalled he used when he begged him to turn him back into a vampire.
"Listen to me alright" Mick said desperately, "He's got Beth, he has My Beth...so please...please brother"
Josef remembeedr that's when he knew how deep Mick had fallen in love with the mortal Beth.
"You wont Mick" he finally said, " We will find her, but for now we have to concentrate on finding the people who are out kill us, you even said so yourself, Beth is resourceful, she knows how to handle herself. If she was a vampire, I'd say she'd give us all a run for our money"
He turned to Logan before Mick could have a chance to argue, "Keep an eye on Beth's credit card records, something might pop up, but besides that have you found any illegal firearm trading in this area recently? "
"Nothing that stands out, most suspicious is some guns being traded within the L.A limits, new model not even on shelves yet, not a lot of information on them yet"
"Alert me if anything changes on the gun market, anything big coming in or out of the area" Josef said as he pulled out his cellphone.
"Hey, thanks Logan" Mick said putting his hand on Logan's shoulder, "Tell me if anything changes"
Before Mick could reach the door, he heard Josef shout, "Where are you going"
"Bed" he simply said, closing the door swiftly behind him and walking into the setting sun.
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Secluded Location
The pain welling up inside was too much, it felt like a fire was burning through his veins, he looked up at his attacker barely able to keep his eyesight from fading, he could only make out a tall form, a gun brandishing his hand. He could feel his heart that had not beat in over 100 years fail him, as he slipped into an abyss he thought he'd never had to know.
The man stopped moving a few moments later, his body giving out to the poison coursing through his veins. A bullet wound into the heart had spread the deadly silver into his bloodstream.
"Very well done Andrew" a female voice chimed as the man put the gun into his pocket, keeping it out of sight. The man named Andrew merely grunted for a reply as he loaded the body into hole, and started burying the evidence.
The woman watched in silence for a moment or so before stopping Andrew as he held up a hand to his shovel. She reached down to the dead body and in one fluid motion took an axe and be headed the poor soul.
"Always make sure they are dead" she said easily as she tossed the head into the hole.
"This doesn't bother you" he said, as he continued his digging.
The woman merely let out a scathing laugh, "This is childs work we are doing, wait until you actually have to fight one, its an adrenaline rush"
"You make this sound like a game" Andrew said, taking in her easy tone as she spoke of death.
"It's a game to them, to hunt down people, kill them just to kill them, those lives mean nothing to them, why should we be any different" she replied
He stayed silent as he finished burying the corpse, patting the earth down flat. No one would find him in this forsaken place. Andrew placed the shovel into the bed of the rusty truck and turned to the woman.
"You find it so easy to kill them" he said musingly, "Do you have any feeling left in that cold heart of yours?"
"Not one bit" she said, as she turned away, "You should get going, it will be hard to explain to the police what we are doing here if we get caught"
"You're not coming with me" he said climbing into the truck.
"It's a good night for a walk" he heard her say as she disappeared into the night.
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Carlton Hotel, Paris
It was the first time Beth had felt anything besides sadness and grief as she walked into her hotel room. The sight of the king size bed, adorning the headboard where plush pillows and a silky bedset, beautiful enough to make any girls heart melt.
The room held a widescreen tv, a maghoney dresser and a bathroom that you could fit 10 people inside. She felt a little guilty, spending the amount she did on this room, especially when it came out of Josh's Life insurance, or what she had left after the funeral expenses. She tried to convince herself this was the right idea, as the other hotels she looked at looked to be crawling with bed bugs and serial killers most likely.
She dropped her luggage at the foot of the bed and sat down, the bed felt like a cloud of air beneath her and the sheets felt like heaven in her hands. It made her wish Mick was her to join here, such a lovely place Paris was, it was only custom you spend it with the one you love.
But alas, she thought, trying to deter her mind from what might happen in the hotel room with Mick was accompanying her. There was no time for those kinds of thoughts, and it would only make her longing for him more apparent and she needed to be focused.
She walked over to the window, pulled back the curtains, the lights of the city shone in her blue eyes, encompassing the feeling of how beautiful the world really was, and how dark it was about to get.
Night had fallen, and her thoughts had fallen on the man she left.
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Mick St. John Apart.
It was a sleepless night for Mick, one couldn't toss and turn in a freezer but if he could he would have. His thoughts were with Beth, how alone she must feel. He promised himself silently when he rescued her as a child that she would never be faced with danger again. His last dying breath would be saving her, anything for her to have the full life she was meant to, the life almost cut short due to his ex wife. That tenacity to protect slowly turned into something of a guardian relationship, and as it progressed he had never felt more loss of control. Beth was in, his mind, the one he had waiting for, the one love that was played out in the fairy tales his parents would tell him as child.
She had turned into a beautiful creature of independence and love, ever since the day they met, she was never a woman who waited for a man. The headstrong personality was only a shell of the warmth and love she hid underneath, showing at times of need. The times she discovered his vampirism, the time she unveiled the truth behind his ex wife, the truth she faced when had to come to terms with Mick possibly having a family.
The warmth of the one night they had got share together, and the passion he saw in her eyes as they had fallen together into the sea of the blankets, and the undying trust she held in him, as he fought with his vampire instinct that night. She saw his fangs, the blue haze of his eyes, the way he stiffened above her as he felt himself fight within, keeping in control. She only took his hands and pressed a gentle kiss on his lips, whispering lovingly as he calmed himself.
He arose from the freezer, the thoughts of Beth still playing like a video in his mind, it would do no good to dwell on them, they would only eat him, like a parasite. Mick pulled on clothes, stepping into the tiny rays of the suns first light. They still hurt him, but he stepped out to the front balcony of his apartment. He watched the sun rise in the sky, hoping maybe Beth was thinking of him, as he was thinking of her.
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Josef Apartment
Simone had been pacing back and forth in Josefs office for what seemed like hours, waiting for him to get back. He sounded rather annoyed when left, she mused it had something to do with Mick, as Josef only dropped whatever he was doing when it involved Mick. There was a deep bond of friendship there that Simone could only begin to understand. A bond that had been forged years in the making, that only came with being an immortal.
She needn't have worried a second longer because Josef had strode through the door, looking a bit ruffled.
"Any news" Simone asked at once, taking in Josef's somber appearance.
"No, none, she was smart enough to not leave a trail" he said taking off his jacket, hanging it off the edge of a chair.
"Why wouldn't she tell anyone she was leaving" , she had the question about thirty times, always the same answer.
"She didn't want anyone to know" she finished before Josef could answer, "I'm sorry, I know, I just...I don't know, leaving Mick like that, doesn't seem like her"
"I don't think you understand the danger she was facing being here Simone, vampires want her dead, exposing our secret is the death penalty"
"Mick would have protected her" she countered
He looked her in the eyes, "At what cost to him...and to her...it would have spelt out their deaths, and I think she knew that...there's only so much sway I have in the vampire community, I couldn't have saved her"
Simone began to feel flustered, "Then what, she comes back and they kill her"
"Not if we prove to them that it was the only way, it kept Talbot from exposing us"
"You really think they are going to for that" she said skeptically.
"They wont believe from our mouths, but from the district attorney himself..." Josef said with a sly smile.
"You're throwing him into the lions den" Simone replied, watching Josef pour himself a glass.
Josef took her in for a moment admiring her beauty. He sat his glass down and move towards her, he saw her pupils expand as he inched closer, he gently took her wrist and kissed it.
"I think I'd prefer some fresh refreshments, if you don't mind"
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Carlton Hotel, Paris/ Library
Beth had only begun her walk down the street when she was stopped by a vendor selling, what appeared to be cheaply made knock off purses.
"Beeutiful hundbags, nice leather one for you miss?" he said as he shoved one into her hand
"Um. not thank you" she declined politely, continuing her walk amongst the cobble path.
There had been more vendors than Beth would have assumed, food, goods and even what looked like dog vendors. She smiled warmly at the two children playing with the puppies at she passed by that vendor stand, while looking at the children she almost ran headfirst into a tall thin man, who looked worse for wear.
"Oh" she exclaimed, "I'm so sorry" she said straightening herself out, and gazed up at the man. He looked to be about in his 50s a beard had grown in patches across his face and he had a small left scar next to his eye. He looked down at her with dark brown eyes.
"Watch where your walking" he growled, Beth noticed no trace of a French accent.
"I'm so sorry, this is my first time here, I still don't know where I'm going" she said apologetically.
The man grumbled something, but brushed past Beth and disappeared into the crowd of people. It struck Beth as suspicious that he seemed to be in a hurry to be somewhere, and with his raggedy appearance she could only assume he was homeless.
She didn't concern herself with it much longer as she continued her stride, she past by at least five more building before she came up to what she was looking for. The public library. It stood centered between a small bakery and a run down leather shop.
Beth made her way to the door, a bell dinging as she entered. It was smaller than she expected, only about 5 shelves stood in the store, as she was greeted by a stout woman, who appeared to be the owner.
"What can I do for you honey" she said, dropping her load on the desk.
"I'm actually looking for a specific section, fantasy creatures, I guess" she said taking a shot in the dark, she really didn't want her to know she was trying to research vampires.
She quirked an eyebrow at her, "Any type of creature"
"No not really, just doing a project for my graduate English class" she quickly made up.
"Ok, well look in section B' the woman replied still eyeing Beth with suspicion.
"Thank you" she replied, quickly moving away from her gaze and strode to the section she pointed out.
She started to ponder the section, followed numerically, the book seemed to blend together, making her eyes hurt. She read as she scanned them. Angels, Beasts, Centaurs, Dragons, Reptillian, Unicorns, Vampires. Bingo!
She grabbed the first couple books, and sat down at the table at the end of the section. She wiped away the dust from the cover of the first book. It was called The Virgin Chronicles, and the first pictured about made Beth gag.
It showed a woman giving birth in such a grotesque way, giving birth to a baby with teeth and claws. She quickly flipped to the next page, breathing a sigh of relief when there was no picture.
She read the first couple of lines.
"It seemed like the townspeople had entered the gates of hell, as they were overrun with the spawn of the devil, taking with them the souls and blood of children. The town used different weapons to overcome them, but nothing showed avail. Only fire could damn their souls."
Next, she thought, as she tossed the book next to her.
The next couple proved to be of not much use, they mostly explained how to kill vampires, and their origins. She didn't need that, she needed information of the vampires in France, and nothing was proven to be useful. There were lots of stories of vampires in different parts of the world, but nothing on France.
After a while, she got up from her table and wondered to the front desk. The old woman poked her head around and spoke in a high tone, "Yes?"
"Um, I was just wondering..." She guessed she'd have to the spill the beans, "Are there anything books that tell about French vampire folklore perhaps?"
"That's a pretty specific request" she said eyeballing Beth with a hint of concern.
"Well, you know, the vampire genre has certainly exploded these last years, there all the rave now" she said, even in her head it sounded dumb.
"Well" the lady replied, "We had those books sold out, some man came in one day and bought all of them, gave me a damn good price too, might I add"
"Oh, do happen to know where he took them to?" she urged on
"Nope" the shopkeeper said, pulling out what appeared to be a cigarette, "He just said he was a collector"
That wasn't any help to Beth, she didn't drag her ass all the way down here just to be deterred like this
"Are there any other libraries around this area" she asked
"Just one, about 2 miles down, east" the lady said taking a puff of the cigarette, "Careful though, nasty part of town, especially for a pretty thing like you"
Beth didn't need telling twice, she swiftly put her books back and made her way out of the store. She didn't realize how late it had became as she hurried down the street, the click of her heels echoed off the cobble sidewalk. She knew it was in her better interest to not make ye contact with anyone, and she soon found out why the lady said this was the nasty part of town.
There were barrels of fire and about 8 people to them, all appeared to be homeless, and very somber in appearance. They eyed Beth in a way that made her have goosebumps, especially as she started to hear the catcalls of the men.
She tried to do her best to look straight ahead as she carefully got out her pepper spray, holding it tight in her hand. The rushing heartbeat in her chest seemed to fuel her legs as she quickly made her way out of the maze of barrels and into a long alley.
Her gut instinct told her to stop, but her nerve kept her going, the sun was rapidly falling from the sky, as she approached the end of the alley. She figured out quick she wasn't alone.
"What's a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this" she heard a voice sneer out.
She didn't respond, as she kept walking, careful to have her pepper spray in place. she thought she had shook him off until she saw a shadow approach from behind her.
"Can I help you" she asked, trying to sound sweet.
"You can give me that pretty neck of yours" the voice whispered, as he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him.
It only had taken Beth a second to register what he just said, as she saw the fangs and blue eyes staring back at her. Her heart stopped.
"Vampire" she almost shouted, kicking back, as she broke his grip.
He was only caught of guard for a second as he jumped in front of Beth and grabbed her neck. She could feel his hands crushing her windpipes as she gasped for air.
"Are you scared" he said, running his tongue across his fangs. His eyes stared hungrily at Beth, as he reared back ready to strike.
Beth braced herself for the worst, she felt the whoosh of air as he bared down, but another force had sent them backwards. A second flew by and Beth was at the other end of sidewalk, the force of the blow knocking the vampire to the other side.
She looked for the cause of the kickback, as the vampire stood back up, nearly as confused as Beth. He started approaching her again, as she backed against the wall. He got within five feet before they both heard a loud canon like noise, and then the vampire fell.
Beth stared with wide eyes, as she cautiously approached the it, she saw no blood, but a silver like liquid, where what appeared to be a bullet had entered.
"Don't touch it" she heard a deep male voice call out.
Se whipped to see the man she had bumped into earlier that day standing behind her, with a smoking gun and a stake in his hand.
"Goddamn vampires"
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D.A Office
Ben Talbot had finished up his last case for the evening, he had tried to go about his life as normally as he possibly could. He tried to not show fear everytime he caught a shadow behind him or when he walked alone to his car.
He didn't know if he was being watched, but he now carried two firearms with him at all times. If those vampires thought they were going to kill him, they had better bring backup. He hated how out of control he felt, but he knew he was in a tight corner. It was a be damned if you do, and be damned if you don't type of situations that he saw most criminals in everyday.
Ben broke out of his thought process as he heard his phone ring, he squinted at the screen, he didn't recognize the number. He gave himself a few quick seconds of decision making before deciding to pick it up.
"Hello" he answered.
"Hello D.A Talbot, I see you've been busy lately" the male voice greeted
"Who is this" he demanded
"You can just say, we are garbage men, picking up and destroying trash as we see fit" he said with an air of mystery.
"Vampires, you mean" Talbot had beat him to the punch
"Astute observation, impressive" the voice replied.
"What do you want" he continued, he didn't have time for these people either.
"We know the vampires have you in a bind, but we can help you out" the voice offered
Ben switched the phone to the other ear.
"I'm listening".
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