Jilted
By: Evilous
Rating: R/ NC-17

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, Moonlight and all Moonlight characters are only being borrowed. There are some original characters in here as well that are 100 mine, but if you would like feel free to borrow them, I don't mind sharing. I make no profit from this, only the joy it brings me to write it.

Chapter 13: An Unwanted Guest

Beth walks around to the counter with her plate of lasagna, and starts to eat. Having left Mick's around dawn, he needed freezer time and she needed sleep, she came home, and now was having left-over's for brunch. Reaching over to the stack of material on the case she sighed pulling out her notepad and pen. She read through making notes while casually taking bites of her brunch.

After finishing her lasagna, Beth takes the plate to the sink and rinses it off, her eyes never leaving the page. After setting back down she reads through another couple of pages before taking a break.

Grabbing herself a drink she takes a few sips. Rolling her neck from side to side rubbing her neck, when her hand brushes her 'love bite'. Slowly circling each of the small puncture wounds with her finger, barley touching her skin, sending an erotic sensation coursing through her body. In her day dream Beth is suddenly brought back to reality by her cell phone. Reluctantly reaching for it, she answers.

"Beth Turner."

"Hey it's me, are you busy?"

"No, well yes, but I need a break. My eyes and brain hurt."

"I know what you mean. So what do you say we take a break in a bit?"

"Sounds good to me."

"Great, I can try and help you relax and get your opinion on something."

"Good, I have some notes; maybe fresh eyes will see something. What time to you want to meet?"

"Are you at home?"

"Yeah."

"Okay I have to stop and talk to one of my professors then I will come on by. Don't know how long it will take maybe an hour, hour and a half tops."

"See you then."



"Bye."

Knowing she would be taking a break soon, strengthened her resolve to work. Losing track of time, Beth heard a knock at the door. Jumping up from her seat and heading to the door ready for a distraction. Looking at the clock, it had only been a half an hour since she had gotten off the phone with Candice, she must really need a break.

Opening the door, "That was fast."

Beth's eyes widen in shock, Candice was not at her door, someone less welcome, Josh.

"What are you doing here?"

"Expecting company?"

Josh pushes his way inside, not bothering with etiquette.

In a sarcastic ton, "Yeah sure, come on in make yourself at home."

"Thanks I will."

Josh plops down on the couch setting his briefcase to the side, putting his feet up on the coffee table. Beth shuts the door with more force than needed, before turning and walking up to Josh, shoving his feet off her table.

"I always hated when you did that. What do you want?"

"Play nice Beth, I'm here to see how the case is going. Any luck finding the boy?"

"You could have called."

"And miss seeing you, never. I thought you might need a shoulder to cry on."

"If I needed a shoulder to cry on it most certainly would not be yours. We are working on the case, and I will inform the authorities as soon as there is anything that will find Juan."

"We…so you and St. John—"

"Are what? Together? Yes, your little stunt was just childish."

"Mick didn't care that you lied to him?"

"I didn't lie to him. I told him I couldn't tell him; but that I loved him and he had my heart. That was enough for him. He trusts me, and understands me."

Josh is clearly shaken, not expecting this turn of events. He had expected this to tear them apart, bring out his monster to scare her away, or at the very least his pride push her away. Clearly he had underestimated their relationship, this thought made him nauseous. If he wanted Beth away from St. John he was going to have to revise his strategy. In that moment his lips curl upward into a grin, he knew what his next move was.



To Be Continued…

Evilous