Yes, I am silvanelf's roomie. We bounce story ideas off of each other and consequently our stories hold similar themes (see Josef's destroyed painting, 'Thank God' we're alive sex, and this scene between Mick and Beth)
I am trying to stay canon (on certain aspects), so I included the fact that Mick doesn't own a bed in this post. As much as I think this is out of character (shouldn't he try to present the image of normalcy?) it did create for a fun few lines!!!
On that note, some things are better left to the imagination. My last post was a very detailed sex scene and I couldn't bring myself to write another. Frankly, I was out of fresh ideas, so please use your own smutty minds to fill in the gaps.
Remember: Sara doesn't exist in my story. The doctor is taking about Josef's blood work in this scene. THERE IS NO SARA!!! Sara who? Hmm?
Enjoy!!!!
Doctor's Visit- Part II
Beth awoke to the sound of her cell phone ringing. She reached over, turned off the alarm and rolled over to go back to sleep. Mick's couch was comfortable, but she would have preferred a bed.
Guess I won't have the option of either soon, she thought, thinking about her turning. She groaned, remembering that the alarm was a reminder to go pick up Josef's blood work and meet with Dr. Shepherd.
Beth rolled herself off the couch and went in search of her clothes. After she and Mick had come back from dinner they had both been in a hurry and hadn't paid attention to where they dropped their clothes. It's too bad Mick doesn't have a bed, but we made good use of the rest of his apartment. Beth smiled sheepishly, as she found her underwear in the kitchen next to an open container of half-used whip cream.
"Good afternoon, sunshine," Mick greeted her, with a kiss. His skin was still cool from the freezer and her barely clad body shivered in his arms. "Sorry," Mick said as he released her.
Beth could see the disappointment in his face and the brooding, self-loathing Mick start to reappear. Not if I have anything to say about it! Beth wrapped herself around him and said, "What do you have to be sorry about? I was just thinking of a few ways I could warm you up…" Beth trailed her hands down Mick's chest and fingered the drawstrings of his pajama bottoms.
Mick's smile returned and he kissed her, but stopped before it went too far. "As much as I would love to finish that thought, we need to get ready. Dr. Shepherd is expecting us."
Beth's face dropped, but she knew he was right. "Fine. Be a spoilsport. I need a shower and to find my clothes, then we can get going."
"Skip the shower. You smell great." He kissed her head, taking in a deep breath of her scent. She smelled of vanilla, sex and him. He couldn't have thought of a more invigorating perfume. "And as for your clothes… I saw your bra by the bookcase."
Beth blushed and hurried off to retrieve her bra. Mick chuckled to himself about Beth's modesty. Why is she so shy? After the last few days you think she would open up around me. Maybe you have to live a couple of lifetimes before you feel comfortable with your body…
A frantic search and short car ride later Mick and Beth had arrived at the courthouse and had picked up Josef's blood work. Then they headed for Dr. Shepherd's office. On their way over, Beth asked, "What's the story behind Dr. Shepherd?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like, where did he study? What did he study? I doubt med schools have specialty programs on vampire anatomy."
Mick chuckled. "No, I don't suppose they do. Dr. Shepherd was a human doctor before he was turned. He specialized in neuro-surgery. After he was turned, he took his knowledge of medicine and applied it to vampires. He still works as a human doctor most of the time. Hospitals love him because he prefers to work the swing shift at the ER."
"Oh, I guess that makes sense. It's not like vampire and human anatomy are that different," Beth surmised.
"No, they're not. But he has done phenomenal research into the difference between vamps and humans and what makes vamps special. He's getting close to isolating the healing gene in vamps so it can be implanted in humans. Something like vampire essence, that could greatly help the human race. Of course, not all vamps care about humans and seeing no benefits for themselves, they oppose his research—Dr. Shepherd has come up against a lot of resentment from our kind."
Our kind. I like that, like together. It sounds good. Beth smiled and listened as Mick continued to explain the ins and outs of vampire/human relations.
Dr. Shepherd's office was very discreet. Beth wouldn't have even known it was a doctor's office if Mick hadn't led her to it. That's probably the point, Beth told herself.
She waited nervously with Mick in the waiting room. She didn't know why she was so nervous. She just had this feeling, like impending doom was hanging over her head. Then she remembered that she was here to talk about her imminent death and resurrection and she chuckled to herself. Of course you have doom hanging over your head. If all goes well you'll be dying soon. This last thought, with all its irony, made Beth laugh out loud.
Mick looked at Beth. The tension in the air had been so thick you could have cut it with a knife, yet Beth had started laughing. "What is it?" Mick asked. She continued to laugh and Mick started to get worried that the lack of sleep and pressure had finally gotten to her.
Beth snorted in attempt to regained some composure and completely lost it again. Mick began to smile, in spite of himself. Finally, she calmed down enough to say, "I was just thinking of the irony. We're waiting for a doctor who will, hopefully, help kill me. Most people wait to see doctors who will make them better." Mick finally understood what she was laughing over. This is why I love her. She can bring levity to any situation. He joined her and they laughed for the next few minutes before Dr. Shepherd called them into his office.
Dr. Shepherd eyed them suspiciously as they entered his office, still trying to hold back giggles. The doctor's stern face made it all that harder for Mick and Beth to gain their composure. They sat down in front of his desk, across from him.
"You have come about a turning, I assume?" Dr. Shepherd asked, quirking an eyebrow at Beth.
"Two actually. We would have made separate appointments, but your schedule is always full. I was amazed that you had this opening," Mick said, still holding back laughter
"I owed Mr. Konstantin a favor. He has been the main benefactor of my research. What exactly can I do for you? I would advise against a double turning if I were you. One fledgling is a lot to handle, two would be disastrous," Dr. Shepherd said. He glared at Mick who suddenly got the feeling the doctor thought he was building a harem and his good humor evaporated as his protective nature set in.
Mick shook off the feeling. He was more than a little surprised that Josef was funding Dr. Shepherd, but he didn't inquire further. He set his tone to a firm business-like manner and continued. "First, I wanted you to go over this blood test. What can you tell me about it?"
Dr. Shepherd took Josef's test results from Mick and looked over them. "This is from a failed turning?" he asked.
"Um, yeah. Why do you ask?" Mick was confused, but he figured playing along was the safest route. No use betraying Adriana if we don't have to.
"Because the test show elevated enzyme reading, typical of vampires, but the blood cells are healthy and alive, unlike a vamp. If I had to venture to guess, I'd say that this was a failed turning. The person in question is no doubt in a coma, correct?"
Mick looked at Beth. That couldn't be Josef's blood work because Josef was very much alive and awake.
"I understand. This is very hard for you, but I am sorry I can't help you. Sometimes new turns get lost in the transition process. It usually happens when there are a lot of emotions involved. It's hard to kill the ones we love."
The doctor's statement burned home. Beth looked at Mick. He was staring down into his lap, purposefully not making eye contact with her. Mick asked, "Can anything be done? Can the turning be attempted again?"
Dr. Shepherd looked at the file again. "No, things like this just need time. It will work itself out on its own, for either bad or good."
"So you're saying he could revert to being a vamp?" Beth asked.
"Not revert. But finish turning, yes. May I ask how long ago this was attempted?"
Mick looked up in surprise. "Why?"
"Well, the decomposition is highly advanced, it looks centuries old. I suggest you put him in a freezer, soon. Is this one of Mr. Konstantin's turns? I've never met the man, but I hear he is very old, and very rich. He should have brought this to me sooner. I could have spent the last few years working on it." Dr. Shepherd sighed, and handed Josef's blood test back to Mick. "I'm sorry, but there is nothing else I can tell you with this information. You will have to allow me access to the patient if you want anything further."
Mick was stunned. So, Josef's stuck in between vampire and human. He must be a half-vamp like Adriana. Does that mean it's permanent? The doctor said that he might revert though. Guess we will wait and see, the doc was pretty adamant against a re-turning.
"What else can I help you with?" the doctor asked.
"Um…well…" Suddenly, Beth became really nervous. The doctor's glare didn't help. She could tell he didn't think very highly of her or Mick.
Mick came to her rescue. "We were hoping you could analyze Ms. Turner's blood. We wanted to make sure there would be no complications to her turning."
"I see," the doctor stated. "Well, given the personal nature of your relationship-"
"What do you mean the 'personal nature'?" Beth cut him off.
"I was referring to the fact that you and Mr. St. John are already intimately involved. Owing to your scent, I assume you're being turned to be with each other."
Beth blushed deeply. She hadn't thought about it before, but Mick's comment about her smelling great must have meant that he, and every other vamp, could smell that they had had sex.
"Nothing to be embarrassed about, quite amazing that he didn't kill you actually, but I want to warn you this is not a step to take lightly," the doctor said as he pulled a needle from his desk.
Beth gulped at the sight of the needle, Why do they all have to be so big? "I know. Everyone's been telling me that. And I am sure it is what I want to do." Beth smiled at Mick.
"Okay, let me see your arm."
Beth held out her arm and the doctor drew some blood. Instead of putting it in a vile, he squirted it into a shot glass he had setting on the desk. He picked up the blood sample and sniffed it.
"Everything seems to be in order Ms. Turner. You are healthy, although you have a very rare blood type. I don't think there should be any complications with your turning."
Mick and Beth stood up to leave, but Mick remembered. "Wait, I have one more favor to ask." The doctor clearly looked annoyed, but Mick continued, pulling a vile out of his pocket. "I got this from a dead vamp. I think he was drugged. Could you tell me if there is anything unusual?" Beth recognized it as the one she had drawn from the vamp who almost attacked her and whom Adriana killed.
The doctor took the vile, begrudgingly. He cleaned out the shot glass with Beth's blood and poured the vile into the glass. Both he and Mick recoiled at the smell of the blood. The doctor sniffed it, then quickly dumped the contents down the sink, washing out the glass thoroughly.
"You're right. He was drugged—with Ritalin I think, but that wasn't vamp blood."
"What?" Beth asked.
"This is human blood. Possibly you got the vials mixed up? Yet the decay is extraordinary…"
Mick thanked the doctor and escorted Beth out of the office. At least we know one thing for sure, Beth is healthy for turning. Again the irony of the statement made him laugh.
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