Well, this has turned into a four-shot, much against my will. Greenleaf9 convinced me that I needed to add another movie to the mix. I really appreciate your guys' comments and suggestions and some of you even came up with movies I had been contemplating. But the movies are now set and as many more as I could do, I'm not going to. There is a little plot behind the story line and it will end with the fourth installment. Feel free to continue these on your own…

I refer to the actors by name rather than character because I figure that anyone who hasn't seen the movie (like Josef), would have a better mental picture of the actors than the characters.

Enjoy!!

Movie Night-Part 2

Josef sat down on the couch and handed Mick a glass of blood. He was pleased to see that Mick accepted it and took a drink. Mick smiled and closed his eyes as the blood surged through him.

"Thinking of going back on tap?"

Mick looked up at Josef. He was slightly embarrassed by his show of enjoyment of Josef's freshly bottled brew. "I'm not sure."

"Is this about Beth?"

Mick looked into his glass. "Yes…no...I don't know."

Josef grinned. He was ecstatic to get his drinking buddy back and if Blondie was the cause…well, he felt like giving her a kiss the next time he saw her. Although that might defeat the purpose…Mick wouldn't take too kindly to me smooching his girl.

"Well, my house is always open…if you want. You know, it might be a good idea for you to have a go at a freshie before you try anything with Beth. You do want her experience to a pleasant one, and you've been off tap so long you might have lost your knack."

Mick glared, but he knew Josef had a point. "Maybe, but for now I'll work on the bottled stuff."

The boys went back to sipping their drinks. The silence was broken by a knock on Mick's door. Both Mick and Josef could smell Beth's distinctive aroma before she showed up on the video monitor. Josef gave Mick a sidelong glance and jumped up to answer the door.

Josef was hoping to see Beth in some sexy dress trying to lure Mick down off of his high horse, but he was disappointed to find Beth totally clad—in a comfy pair of jeans and a loose T-shirt.

"Hi, Josef," Beth greeted him, a little awkwardly. He could tell she wasn't expecting him. "Is Mick here?"

Mick stood up in the living room and Beth smiled at him. "You haven't forgotten about our movie night, have you?"

Mick looked over at Josef, wide-eyed. Apparently he had forgotten. Mick's eyes begged Josef to leave, but Beth spoke up before Josef could excuse himself.

"It's okay. It's not a romantic date, it's just a movie night. Why don't you join us, Josef?"

Josef looked at Beth to see if she was lying, but all her vitals showed her being totally honest with him. "Um…" Josef looked at Mick who shrugged his shoulders. "Sure. Why the hell not...?" Josef agreed.

"Great." Beth smiled widely and walked into the living room. She kissed Mick on the cheek and went over to the DVD player to put the movie in. Josef walked back to the living room and settled himself in a chair, leaving the couch open for Mick and Beth.

Beth inserted the DVD and joined Mick on the couch. "I thought I'd go for something a little different than last time. " Mick smiled sheepishly at her.

Josef looked between the two of them. "Why? What happened last time?"

Beth looked over at Josef. "Oh, I picked a film set in World War II and Mick decided to set me straight on what it was really like."

Josef chuckled. "Yeah, I know the feeling."

Mick looked over at him and whispered below human audible levels. "Don't say anything. Last time I almost ruined this."

Josef nodded and turned back to the TV. The title menu came up, Pirates of the Caribbean. Beth smiled and pushed play. Mick looked totally content next to her, but Josef shifted uneasily in his chair.

As the movie opened to a young Miss Swan singing 'Yo-ho,' Josef scoffed. Mick glared at him and Josef whispered, so that Beth couldn't hear. "Mick, I can't watch this."

"Why?"

"I told you I met Lola while she was building a pirate army…well I know a thing or two about pirates of that time period."

Mick groaned and Beth turned to look sharply at him. Mick tried to cover with a smile, but she wasn't as at ease as before. She shifted against Mick and settled herself back into his chest.

Mick turned his attention back to Josef. "Just shut-it, Josef. Please…" He whispered. Beth turned around quickly and caught his lips moving even thought she couldn't hear him.

"What are you two discussing behind my back?"

Mick glared at Josef who looked indifferent. "Nothing important."

"Well stop then. I want to enjoy this movie and I can't if I think you two are talking about me."

"Actually, we were discussing your choice in movie," Josef chimed in.

"What about it?"

"No, Beth-" Mick began, but Josef cut him off.

"See, Blondie, I have known my fair share of pirates."

"Really?" Beth's eyes lit up at the prospect.

"Yes, but I assure you the movies have greatly romanticized the life of a pirate."

Beth glared at Josef. "Of course, it's a movie."

"It still gives a really bad portrayal of the times."

"Josef, let it go," Mick added.

Josef started to continue, but the threat in Mick's eyes made him hesitate. He huffed an indignant sigh and looked back at the TV screen. "What is that around Johnny Depp's eyes?" Josef asked.

Mick rolled his eyes. "You lived through the 70's, Josef."

"Oh. Why would a pirate wear eyeliner? Pirates didn't wear make-up."

Beth groaned. This was turning out to worse than watching The Great Escape with Mick. "Josef, it's a movie. You can't begrudge them make-up anachronisms when the main plot is about cursed gold and ghosts."

"That's believable, but pirates with eyeliner…"

"How is the supernatural more believable than pirates with eyeliner?!"

"Um, vampire." Josef's eyes bled white and he gave a small growl to emphasize his point.

Beth paused, obviously absorbing his point. She was sitting in a room with two vampires, something that was supposed to be impossible, but somehow she was having a hard time understanding Josef's obsession on small details like make-up.

"Let's just watch the movie and keep our comments to ourselves." Mick said before Beth and Josef could continue their argument.

Beth snuggled back into Mick's chest and Josef glared at the screen. He watched as Keira Knightly fainted and fell off the fort. He saw Beth lean her head forward so she could glare at him. He looked at her, puzzled by her 'I dare you' expression.

"What?" he asked.

"Come on, say it. I know you want to."

"What?"

"How it's soooo inaccurate."

"It's not. Women fainted because they couldn't breathe, but she would have died from the fall. Hitting the water from that height is as bad as falling on concrete."

"I thought we weren't talking about this?" Mick said.

"Hey, she asked."

"Well, you didn't have to answer."

"What time were you raised in, Mick? I was taught that when a lady asks a question you should answer."

"Really? I thought women weren't suppose to ask questions in your time period."

"They weren't. That's why you were supposed to answer them when they did because they obviously had some authority to be asking in the first place."

Mick and Josef had a silent glaring contest, but Beth turned Mick's head to the TV to get him back on track. Josef smirked as he looked back at the screen.

The three watched as Johnny Depp tried unsuccessfully to remove the handcuffs. Beth gave a small squeal when Orlando Bloom walked in and Mick looked at her questionably.

"I love this scene," she explained. "The fight is awesome!"

"Fight?" Josef asked.

Beth shushed him and pointed to the screen. Josef watched as Bloom and Depp crossed blades and he sighed and shook his head.

"What now, Josef?" Beth said, exasperated.

"Pirates can't fence."

"What do you mean? Of course they could. How else would they fight?"

"That's just it, they fight, they don't fence. Fencing is an art and a learned skill. It's a gentleman's sport. Pirates didn't learn to fence, they learned to fight."

"Isn't he fighting?"

"Yes, but the whole footwork thing…It's a great line, but pirates didn't worry about their footwork. They are out to kill you no questions asked. In fact, if he really was a pirate he would have shot him on the spot."

"But his gun only has one shot and it's for revenge," Beth tried to reason.

"Another inaccuracy. There is no way in hell that he wouldn't have another loaded gun, even if that shot is for revenge, he would have another gun."

"Josef, please," Mick begged.

"No, this plot is weak. I mean look at that," Josef pointed to the screen where Depp and Bloom were fighting it out on the rafters of the ceiling. "That's just some hyped up movie fight stuff. You'd never do anything that stupid in real life. You are trying to live through the fight, not show off."

"But it is just a movie."

"Even so, a pirate would never have carried on this long. Depp's had numerous chances to get past him and if he was a pirate, he wouldn't have stayed to fight. "

"You cheated."

"Pirate."

Beth stuck her tongue out at Josef and turned back to the screen. Apparently, she thought that the movie's portrayal of Johnny Depp's cheating at the end of the fight was enough to justify the whole fight scene. Josef hardly thought that meant that she'd won the argument, but the dirty look he got from Mick stopped him from continuing. He had to remind himself that Mick wouldn't be very happy if he insulted his girl and Josef valued Mick's company too much to jeopardize their friendship.

Josef sat, silently, stewing over the movie's portrayal of pirates. They make it look so cool…It was a miserable life and a pirates' life expectancy was less than thirty years old. If they only knew…

Mick shifted uneasily behind Beth and he turned to glare at Josef.

"Are you holding a silent conversation with him again?" Beth asked accusingly.

"No. But he's making me miserable. He's pissed and he's letting it stew inside him."

"So?"

"So, I can feel it. It's making the room very uncomfortable. You really don't want to be around a pissed off, powerful, vampire and Josef is intimidating even when he's not mad."

Josef shot Beth an intimidating evil smirk and collapsed back into his chair, still stewing.

Beth felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, but she had absolute faith in Mick to protect her. "Oh…You can feel emotions?"

"Somewhat. It comes from the heightened smell and hearing. Vampires are good at reading the biological signs that indicate emotion."

Beth smiled, seductively. "Really? So what's my emotion right now?"

Mick's voice caught in his throat. It would have been obvious to even the thickest of human men what Beth was thinking about. Mick looked down at her innocent smile and knew that she was far from innocent and her emotions were extremely arousing. He bent down to capture he lips in a searing kiss, but the moment was broken by a comment from behind them.

"Beth, it's rude to think about me when you're sitting with Mick. I mean, what's that going to do to his ego?"

Beth gasped at Josef comment and Mick growled at him. "What? You really think she was that turned on by you?"

"Someone's a little self assured…" Beth replied.

Josef gave her a smoldering glare and his most intriguing 'come hither' look. Even from across the room, Beth was tempted to leave Mick and curl up with Josef.

"JOSEF!" Mick yelled, flashing his fangs. Josef smiled at Mick and stopped enthralling Beth. Beth's head snapped back to reality. What the hell? Was I really just thinking that? How can he do that?

Beth gasped. "What was that?"

"Vampire allure," Mick answered dryly, still glaring at Josef.

"You all can do that?"

"Yes, to one degree or another. Josef's been practicing for 400 years."

"I'm undeniable," Josef added, smugly.

Beth looked away from Josef, still disgusted with herself. "Can you do that, Mick?"

"Uh…well…"

"Mick's a natural. He's one of the best I've met."

Beth looked at Mick, shocked about this new revolution. Mick looked slightly embarrassed. "I haven't used it in years."

"Why?" Beth asked.

"Because you use it to lure in your food and I haven't been drinking fresh for years. It's wrong, luring in unsuspecting girls, taking away their freedom of choice..."

"So you haven't used it on me?" Beth asked.

"What? No, never! I'd never betray your trust like that."

"What if I asked you?" Beth's emotions had come full circle and Mick was ready to pick-up where he'd left off when they had been so rudely interrupted by Josef, but yet again, he was cut off.

"Ah-hem…" Josef cleared his throat, rather loudly. "I tried to be joking about it the first time around, but now, I'm just going to say it…Get a room! Seriously, if you two want to be alone I can go, but if we are watching this…atrocity, then let's watch."

Mick grinned. "I've never know you to have any shame, Josef."

"I don't. But you and Blondie do and I don't think either of you would care for a spectator. Besides, I hate being benched. I'd much rather play in and I really don't think you'd like that."

Beth stared at him openmouthed and Mick gave a low growl that clearly said 'Stay away.'

"No worries, Mick. I know what's mine and what's not. If the circumstances were different, I'd expect you to act the same."

Mick stopped growling, but his eyes were still fixed on Josef in a death glare.

"Aw, here's something I can relate to," Josef's attention was drawn back to the screen and the scenes of Tortuga, the pirates' lair.

"Don't tell me you've been there." Beth gaped.

"Not there in particular, but the town looks like any number of dock cities I've seen, especially those that cater to pirates and vampires."

"Vampires? There are whole towns that cater to vampires?"

"Were, my dear, were. With the aid of the internet, cell phones and 'escort' services, they are no longer needed, but back in the day...yeah. See vampires were more hunted and more conspicuous. In today's modern cities, many people never sleep, so vamps can go unnoticed, but back then…well it was nice to have safe-house, so to speak. "

"Safe-houses?"

"Yeah, places set up for vamps as a safe haven. They usually doubled as brothels so that vamps could enjoy two sins of the flesh in one place."

Beth glared over and Mick and Mick raised his hands defensively. "This was waaaay before my time."

"Yeah, pity. Those days were great. Prostitutes on every street corner willing to sell anything for a price. You could say it was the origin of freshies, but now they've lost their more…shall we say, loose beginnings. Modern freshies, like modern prostitutes, are all business, no sordidness, no danger, no excitement."

Beth's face wore a slightly shocked expression. "How did you know which places were safe?"

Josef grinned. "All brothels were. If the girls hadn't heard of vampires, it was their first day on the job. But to identify the friendlier establishments, they would hang a pendent in the front window or on the door to tell vamps their business was welcome."

"What kinda charm?"

"Well aren't you always the intrepid reporter. What? You're going to try and break into a vamp friendly place? I suggest you take Mick or I along if you plan to do that, and then there's no need to break in, you'd be invited."

"No…I'm just…curious. I want to know so I don't get myself into any bad situations."

"I highly doubt there are any 18th century brothels in LA, Beth." Mick tried to lighten the mood.

"Really? You want to bet on that?" Mick and Beth stared at Josef. "What? Just because you've lived here for 50 years doesn't mean you know everything about this city, Mick. You never seemed interested, so I never offered. Besides, it's more geared to my generation, kind of a living history museum if you will, you'd find it awfully dull." Josef grinned at the look of disgust on their faces.

"Living history?" Beth asked.

"Yep. Even listen to your grandpa rant about 'The good old days?' Well this is like your 14th great grandpa and his buddy reminiscing about their lives. Except all of them look your age and are irresistible when they want to be." Josef's eyes glinted silver and she felt that same odd sensation twinge in her stomach.

The feeling was gone as soon as it started, but it still left Beth with the sense of being stripped of her free will. Mick was glaring at Josef again, not sure what he'd done, but judging by Beth's reactions, it had not been playing nice.

"I'm going," Beth announced as she stood up to leave. "It was obviously a mistake interrupting your night." She made her way to the door, only to be stopped by Mick.

"Don't go, Beth. I'll send him home. We can finish the movie…alone." Mick's eyes pleaded with hers.

"No. It's best if I go. We can try this again another night. Josef," she nodded her head curtly to him.

"Beth. As always it was a pleasure," he replied.

Beth glared at him and then focused back in on Mick. "I'm sorry. I'll see you soon." She kissed him on the cheek, then grabbed her purse and headed out the door.

Once Beth was clear of ear-shot, Josef began to howl with laughter. Mick glared at him. "You think this is funny?"

"Why yes, Mick, I do. You'd find it funny too if you were sitting where I was."

Mick growled and stopped the movie, trying to ignore Josef's continued laughter. Finally, Josef stopped laughing and stood up. "Well, it's been a most enjoyable evening, Mick. We'll have to do this again, sometime soon. Unless you're feeling up for a visit to Madam Gwendolyn's?"

Mick glared at Josef.

"Apparently not, your loss. I'm going to have quite an evening and a story to tell…what was the name of that movie again?"

"Pirates of the Caribbean." Mick growled.

"Right. I'm going to have to tell the guys about this. They're going to get a kick out of it."