Mick surveyed all of Los Angeles from his rooftop taking in the whole cacaphony of sounds - sirens, whistles, jets rising in the evening sky, those annoying chirpings at pedestrian crossings; especially he noticed all the multitudes of people sounds. The wind blew and also brought in their smells ... and their all too human emotions.

Music wafted along the night air. Coldplay's "Trouble". Yeah, that's me alright, Mick thought. "I didn't mean to cause you any trouble ... I didn't mean to cause you any pain."

Beth had just left. He could still smell her ardor ... and her sadness. He knew she was re-evaluating their relationship. Since becoming re-sired, he had come to terms with being vampire all over again. Yes, as he had noted to an unsurprised Josef, incredible as it seemed, he actually preferred being one now.

Except for what it had done to her ... to "them".

She had put on a game face, just as he had at first but there was just no denying it now. He could feel her intense loss at the impossibility of children, mourning their unborn lives.

She was leaving him, not because she didn't love him anymore. No, it was because she had been shown a glimpse at the little white picket fence. It's what all women want, deep down. Christ, he had wanted it, too, once long ago with Lila, then misguidely with Coraline. But now, the dream was over.

Beth said she had accepted Ben Talbott's dinner invitation. He felt that intense stab of jealousy once again. No, she was making the right choice.

If she had only gotten pregnant while he was human, that might have been enough for her. But she hadn't ... and now, given the choice, would he become human again just for Beth, for their child? For Elliott. She had already named the boy.

Coraline was gone to God know's what purgatory and along with her had gone the little tin with what was left of the compound. He sat up. She had said there was more, in a safe place.

He knew who to call for if anyone could find out where the secret stash was located, it was Josef.