Disclaimer: I don't own Moonlight. However I may have to go into rehab because of this addiction.

It's time to get back to Beth and Mick. Please be kind to me because I'm old enough to be uncomfortable writing this. I know you all have healthy imaginations so I'm sure you can fill in the blanks. Thanks to all of my reviewers I hope I don't let you down.

Chapter 7

Mick had taken Beth to dinner. It was always interesting to find a way to keep the waiters from questioning Mick's eating habits. This time Beth ordered a dish for two and Mick ended up pushing food around on the plate. It was enough to deflect the curiosity of the restaurant staff. After they finished dinner, they left in Mick's car.

"Mick can we go by my place? I really didn't have a chance to pack a bag. I don't want to continue living in this outfit," Beth asked.

"But you look so cute," Mick grinned.

"I'd think your sensitive nose would object pretty soon," Beth said wrinkling her own nose.

"We'll stop by your place," Mick agreed.

Once up in her apartment Beth got out a suitcase and started gathering clothes and anything else she needed while at Mick's.

"Too bad we can't just fold up the bed so you could be more comfortable," Mick said with a half smile.

"Too bad you don't have a bed like any normal person," she shot back.

"Beth, I'm not a normal person. Have you forgotten?" Mick laughed.

"No, I never forget, "Beth replied. She looked at her bed. One thing she had done was donate her old bed to charity and buy a new one. She had tried but she couldn't sleep in that old bed anymore. Memories of her last night with Josh had been impossible to erase. A new bed and bedding had been the only solution for her.

She shook her head to clear her thoughts and smiled at Mick. He had been watching her closely and could tell what was going through her mind. He also had helped assemble the new bed.

"How much are you taking?" he asked eyeing the size of the suitcase.

"How long will Philippe be in town?"

"Don't know."

"Well if I'm staying at your place any length of time, I need my stuff," Beth explained.

Mick nodded. They had not talked about what happened at Josef's. Beth had heard some of the argument at the end. She had tried to distract Mick from the thoughts of the cure. She knew Mick would share his conversation with Josef when ready.

Beth went over and rummaged through her vanity looking for a flash drive she had misplaced. Her hand touched a small vial and she brought it out of the drawer. Mick saw what she was holding and instantly recognized it.

"Beth, you kept the crystal? Have you been taking that?" he asked reaching for the vial. Beth closed her hand, preventing him from taking it.

"No, I haven't been taking it. I stuck it in the drawer and forgot about it," she said defensively. But she knew she hadn't forgotten about it. She had fought the urge to take some many nights after Josh's death.

"Let me get rid of it for you," Mick said gently.

Beth refused to open her hand. She couldn't explain why she still wanted it. She didn't intend to take it. Mick held his hand out and she refused to hand it over.

"Beth," he prompted.

"No Mick. I need to keep it."

"Beth, this killed people. It's not safe," Mick argued.

"I don't intend to take it Mick. I just want to keep it," she pleaded. "Please Mick."

"Why?" he asked puzzled.

She blushed under his intense look.

"It makes me feel closer to you," she whispered.

Mick's hard gaze softened and he pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head.

"Oh Beth. You don't need to do that to be close to me."

"I felt so incredible that night. Mick can you understand how that made me feel?"she asked looking at him eagerly.

"Yes," Mick answered. He recalled how it felt when his vampire abilities had returned. There had been some things he had missed as a human. "I still don't want you taking this drug again. Is that clear?"

Beth wrapped her arms around his waist. She buried her head into his chest.

"I won't take it Mick. I promise. I just need to know I have the possibility of feeling like that again."

Mick chuckled. He took her over to the bed and sat her down. He sat beside her, turning to face her. He held both her hands in his; she had still refused to open her hand.

"Beth, my love, you don't need the crystal if you are with me. I'll let you keep it but you must swear never to take it. Remember the model? And all the vamps Lola killed? That crystal is tainted."Mick warned.

"I know. I know," Beth said. "I'll put it back. I'm going to your place. It won't go with me."

She hung it on the iron bed's footboard and turned back to him. She slid her hands along his shoulders and laced her fingers behind his neck. Beth pulled him close into a kiss.

Mick leaned in closer and the kiss deepened. A wonderful heat ran through them. Beth didn't know if it was just the fact of holding the black crystal vial or the events of the night before but she felt bolder than ever before. She pressed herself harder against Mick.

Feeling her urgency Mick returned it in kind. His hands slipped beneath her top. Beth's skin was so soft and warm. She shuddered as his hands explored.

"I love you Beth," he murmured.

"Mick don't stop," Beth gasped. She looked up at him pleadingly. "Please don't stop. Show me how you love me."

Mick had always held back, afraid of hurting her. He could feel the vampire in him start to break free. His eyes went frosty and he could feel his fangs starting to grow. The trust in Beth's eyes helped calm that part of him.

Beth could see the change in his eyes, the icy silver glaze faded into his beautiful blue/green. She began to unbutton his shirt, her hands sliding over his chest.

"Love me," she asked softly. "I trust you."

Mick recaptured her mouth, his tongue exploring. He pushed her over and brought her completely onto the bed. As he lay next to her, his hands move over her body. Beth moaned in pleasure.

They were both swept up in the desire they had held in check for so long. Since Valentine's Day and perhaps even longer they had danced around the physical. For once Mick buried all his fears and let himself ride the pure pleasure of loving Beth. He let himself forget he was a monster.

Beth in turn rejoiced in her heart to have Mick finally let loose the restraints. She had prayed that someday he'd give in to his true feelings. She was going to make sure he never regretted it. In her last coherent thought she knew deep inside that neither one of them would have any regrets.

Later, Beth lay content in Mick's arms. Her head was nestled on his shoulder as he stroked his hand up and down her back. She nuzzled his neck, giving him little kisses along his neck and jaw line.

"I wonder, do you vampires like to be nibbled on?" she asked teasingly.

"Your teeth aren't sharp enough," Mick chuckled.

"Try me," Beth said, nipping on his neck. She only managed to scratch him.

Mick growled and rolled her on to her back.

"Don't bite off more than you can chew," he said showing some fang. Beth smiled radiantly at Mick.

"I love you Mick St. John. More than I thought could be possible," she said. She brought one hand up to stroke his cheek.

He couldn't help but look at her adoringly. Everything about Beth was special. If he really thought about it, perhaps Coraline had done him a huge favor when she kidnapped Beth. In her own self-absorbed way she had introduced Mick to the woman he would love beyond death.

Beth stretched in his embrace. Mick felt his sensed ignite as her skin rubbed against his.

"Its 3 AM," she sighed. "We should go back to your place."

"I am going to have to shop for a bed," Mick said decisively. "It's absolutely necessary."

Beth dissolved into giggles.

"You are so cute," she laughed. "I agree. A bed is a sound investment."

"I'm glad you agree," Mick smiled. He moved off her and Beth shivered. "We need to finish packing your stuff."

"I could stay here like this forever but I know you need your freezer," Beth sighed. She sat up and looked around her bedroom. She saw the vial still hanging on the footboard. Blushing she got off the bed and took the vial and tucked it in the drawer again. Mick watched her as he gathered his clothes together.

"You said I could keep it," she stammered.

Mick shook his head.

"It goes against my better judgment, but I did say that. Now let's go home."

"Home sounds nice," Beth agreed. She grabbed her clothes and got ready to leave. She felt wonderful. She finished packing in a hurry and they left for Mick's apartment.

End chapter.

So in keeping with my T rating I leave most of that to your imaginations. Guess Mick will have to get a bed. This relationship had to go beyond kisses sooner or later. I blush as I ask for reviews. Be kind.