Fracture of Lies

Evilous

Disclaimer: Usual disclaimer, I don't own Moonlight. I do however own my original characters, hehe so I guess I do own something.

Chapter 11: Setting the Stage

Beth was finishing putting her dishes away when Mick came down the stairs holding her note she had left him. Clad only in his white bottoms she watched as he approached her still able to see the frost on his skin. Placing her warm hands on his cold bare chest Beth leaned in and kissed his lips.

"I got your note," Mick held it up.

"I was on my out when my stomach stared to growl, thought it would be better to eat something first."

Mick kissed her forehead as he made his way past her to gather his own meal. Beth grabbed her bag from the stool running her hand across his shoulder blades, leaning in kissing his check once again.

"Well I really have to go I will see you tonight."

"Wait," Mick turned towards her as she stopped on her way to the door facing him again. "You are going to try and get an interview with the photographer who turned in the pictures. I thought Ben didn't give you their name?"

"He didn't but I am still hopeful," Beth gave a wink.

"Good luck with that," Mick called to as she waved on her way out of the apartment.

As Candice was heading out of the office to meet David for lunch at Josef's office she saw Morgan walking toward her.

"Ms. Vincent, this is a surprise. Did the office have more questions for you?"

"No, I can here to see you." Morgan looked away, "I need some help and I thought you might be able to help."

"Of course, what can I do for you?" Candice guided her to a bench in the main lobby that was unoccupied, hoping this wouldn't take long.

"Someone broke into my place. They didn't take anything, but my things were riffled through, and I feel like someone is following me." Morgan kept her eyes away from Candice's searching the lobby.

"Did you call the police?"

"Yes, they came asked if anything was missing and told me there wasn't really anything they could do."

"I'm sorry. What is it you think I can help you with?"

"I want to hire someone to look into this, protect me. I thought you might no some good private investigators, or officers who need extra money and could help me."

Candice knew a private investigator alright and was happy to send him some business, and knowing Beth had been looking for an interview with the photographer thought it would be the perfect opportunity for them to have a run in.

"I know a good PI; his name is Mick St. John."

"Mick St. John, do you think he will be able to help me?"

"Mick is very good at his job." Candice reached into her purse and pulled out a small notepad and scribbled something onto it handing it to Morgan. "Here is his office address and number."

Morgan took the paper giving Candice a smile, "Thank you, I knew you would know someone."

Both women stood and headed to their respective ways.

As Candice made her way to David's office a floor below Josef's, her lunch in hand, she thought if she should call Mick and let him know she was sending someone to him, or maybe tip off Beth. Her thoughts stopped when she stuck her head in the cracked door seeing David stretching his arms behind his head, top buttons undone.

"Ready for a lunch break?"

"With you…always," he smiled warmly.

David watched her as she shut the door behind her, making her way to sit her lunch on his desk. Candice proceeded to his small hidden fridge and pulled out a bottle of water for herself and a bottle of blood for him fixing him a glass. David just watched transfixed how normal this felt, meeting for lunch, no matter how unconventional it may be.

Candice handed him his lunch placing a kiss to his lips, pulling away to go to the opposite side of the desk. David placed a hand on her arm stopping her movement.

"Where are you going?"

"To sit and eat," she smiled. "I am starving."

"Sit with me."

Candice raised an eyebrow, "I am."

David pulled her to plop down on his lap, "That's better."

Candice laughed, "I don't have lunch."

David reached forward and pulled her bag across the desk to her. Candice shook her head at him as she pulled her lunch out and settled into him. They sat in a peaceful silence for a while both just enjoying the company as they ate.

David gave a frustrated grunt, "I don't know how Mick does it."

Candice turned in his arms setting down the remainder of her sandwich, "What?"

"This crazy schedule. Day and night."

Candice smiled leaning and kissing his lips, "Why don't you ask him for some tips?"

"I could do that. Or…I can think of some things that energize me," he wiggled his eyebrows at her.

Patting his chest she shook her head, "Sorry, you're on your own for now. I have to heading back soon."

David gave a sad puppy dog look, "Already?"

"Yes, I was running late. I got stopped on my way out."

Candice started to get up from his lap and clean her lunch away but he pulled her back playfully chewing on her neck. Candice giggled trying to pull away from his attack only to be pulled tighter. Through her struggling she had began rubbing against him, David released her after he started to feel unwanted effects. Candice knew why he released her, she knew her vampire well.

"Go on and get back to work, put the bad guys in jail."

Leaning in for one last kiss, Candice whispered a sultry promise in his ear, "I will, but we will christen this office of yours properly sometime. When I have more time to make sure its done right."

Pulling back she grabbed her bag and left giving him a wink over her shoulder as she closed the door behind her. David stood adjusting his pants as he walked to the fridge and refilled his glass muttering to himself how that woman would be the death of him.

To Be Continued…

Evilous