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The Eyes of Destiny

He looked at the road behind him in the rear-view mirror, thinking of the past. It had been two hard days and he was exhausted. He watched at the road in front of him; he didn't know what the future had planned for him but wanted to feel hope.

He sighed loudly and squeezed the steering wheel. Two days ago he'd left Josef's building with Benjamin Talbot who had no choice but help them. Neither Josef nor he trusted him completely, but he knew that Beth had a strong influence upon him, even as a vampire. His thought turned to Beth. He was now on his way to her apartment. Two days ago, after driving Talbot to his office, he'd went to her place and he found it empty. He'd thought that she was gone to Josef and felt bad for her. Mick knew how Beth felt about what happened. He'd smelled her despair. He'd thought that he would see her later, but those two days hadn't given him time to see her. Mick had tried to call her, many times in fact, but each time he'd reached her voicemail.

After driving to Beth's apartment that night, he went home and only after two hours sleep in his freezer, he received a call from the Cleaner. They'd found a new body. When he arrived on the crime scene he'd instantly recognized the victim. The killer had changed his plan.

Mick went to the Cleaner who thought like him. The same strange and bloody symbol was on the naked chest of the poor guy.

"We have a big problem here Mick."

"Yeah I know. Josef won't like this."

They both looked at the face whose eyes were filled with terror. As they stared at him, Mick and the Cleaner even thought they could see the face of the killer in his terrified eyes.

"The killer must have known that he was working with Josef."

The Cleaner said nothing. The body of Ryder England lay on the floor in a pool of blood. The killer had changed the scene; he showed this time more anger and there had been no time to produce an atmosphere like the two other. The body had a hole in his chest and over that hole there was the same symbol. The oval, the stroke that divided it in two and the two six standing on each side of the stroke hadn't revealed its meaning yet. Mick had tried to find something similar on the internet but never found the answer.

"He has taken his heart. He tells us that it's personal."

The Cleaner nodded. The theory of the French family was one of the possibilities. Ryder was on the list and he was close to Josef. The killer knew Josef and if Guillermo's theory was right, then Josef had been responsible of his death. Mick realized that a lot of potential killers were on the list of the suspects and it wouldn't be easy for them to find the right one.

Mick stopped his car in front of the apartment. He could see no light and had a bad feeling. At this time of the night, Beth was supposed to be there. Ben hadn't seen her in two days either. When he'd called Mick to tell him that the police department had received a parcel with a bloody heart and a name on a paper, he'd also asked him where Beth was. It had surprised Mick; he thought she was working with him at the police station. He'd asked Josef where Beth was and Josef answered that he'd given her a special job to do. Mick didn't believe his friend and was more worried. He remembered how she had reacted when he'd kissed her, how she had pulled him away. And when he'd told her that he loved her, she'd hugged him and pulled him away from him again. Something wrong was happening to her, something that she couldn't tell him and it made him even more worried.

He went upstairs and walked down the little corridor, remembering at Josef's reaction as he'd told him about Ryder's death. Even if Josef had a talent to hide his true feelings, this time Mick had seen fear in his friend's eyes. Josef knew things he didn't know. Mick had tried to ask him but Josef answered with other questions. He wanted to know if Guillermo had found the way to discover who the killer was. He seemed worried and impatient at the same time to know the name of the killer. But somehow Mick felt that his friend already had the answer.

Mick knocked on the door and could hear the sound echo in the empty apartment. He opened the door with his little P.I's kit and smelled the same old strong emotions he'd felt the last time he'd seen her. He walked towards the room and smelled himself, his love for Beth and hers for him. Then as he reached her bedroom scents of fear, anger, despair and death grabbed him. How could he have missed them so long? What had happened to her? He left right away the apartment right away and drove back to the only place where he would finally get his answers.

He stopped his car and went directly to the last floor of the high building. Josef was standing in the middle of the room, reading the screens of his computers. As he heard Mick's steps, he said without leaving the sight of the monitors.

"Please don't tell me there's another dead vampire. This day is already a nightmare. The Japanese marked is going completely mad!"

"Where is Beth?" Mick asked as he walked towards him.

Josef's face has suddenly a shadow cross it. Still watching the monitors he answered.

"I've told you, she's doing a job for me."

Mick put his hands on his hips.

"Don't lie to me Josef. I just come back from her place, I saw her leaving, I smelled her despair." He brushed his hair with one hand then rubbed his face. "Something is wrong with her."

Josef looked down. "I can't tell you where she is, Mick."

Mick suddenly pushed his friend's against the monitors.

"Where is she?" Mick's face showed Josef his deep worry and the anger that increased in his body.

"She made me promise Mick."

Mick pressed his fists in Josef's shoulder.

"Josef, I have to help her. She needs me." Finally he let his friend go and turned his back. "and I need her. I can't bear to think that she's somewhere, needing help."

He felt Josef's hand on his shoulder.

"She's not alone. She went to find help."

Mick looked at him astonished. "Who?"

Josef thought a second then finally answered.

"She's with Armand." He saw that Mick didn't recognize the name. "Armand Jean du Plessis, Richelieu's twin brother."

"What? How could you let her go to them?!"

"Mick, he's on our side."

"Where are they?"

Josef nodded for himself. "They are two hours from here. In one of his guest houses." He went to his desk and wrote the address down. "Here."

Mick looked at the paper then at his friend. He turned around and walked towards the corridor. Just as he passed the corner of the room he heard Josef.

"I hope you two will finally leave me in peace!"

Mick sat back in his Mercedes and turned on the motor. He drove directly to the place Josef had given him. Many questions came to his mind. Why did Beth go to this man she hardly knew instead of him. He'd been there for her since her kidnapping. He was her guardian angel; he was the only one supposed to help her no matter what. What was the reason that pulled her away from him? He was afraid that the French bloodline would use their trick to get their hands on her. Henri had told him and Josef that they didn't know about her turning, but Mick knew that his old bloodline was full of bad intentions. He couldn't believe that this Armand could be on their side. He believed Henri because he'd smelled his honesty, but he couldn't trust a vampire without seeing him just in front of him.

He pulled hard down on the accelerator and let the wind brush his face. The fresh air of the night made him a little more confident. He was finally going to see his Beth. He'd missed her so much and he wanted her to understand that he would always be there for her.

The Mercedes slowed down and turned to a little road in the bushes. The car was high on the hills and the air was fresher than in town. The effect on his body was enjoyable and Mick would have liked to come here if it had been for another reason.

A beautiful house appeared in his sight. High walls of dark wood stood in front of him as Mick got out of his car. He saw a little path that he followed up to a door. On the way he could smell Beth's scent. She was here and his heart already beat faster as he recognized her. He knocked on the door but got no response. He slowly opened it and was caught by her strong smell. He could distinguish strong sadness mixed with despair. It broke him to think that she needed so much help.

He realized that the house was empty. He walked across the living room and looked through the window. He discovered at the backyard another house, smaller. He went outside and followed the little path to the other place. Their scents were in the air, even with the cold wind blowing around. As he approached the house, he could hear sounds coming from the inside. They were both here, not even knowing that he was coming.

Mick slowly opened the door that led to a large living-room. As he opened it, he first saw Armand's back and finally as the door was fully opened a terrible sight caught his gaze.

Beth was standing in the middle of the room, surrounded by white couches covered by beige wool blankets. Mick's breath stopped as soon as he saw her, her pallid face, her mouth opened as if she tried to scream, her long white fangs and her eyes, those blue eyes that he loved so much, were now hidden by a horrible white and opaque iris. He'd never seen such a thing before. She wasn't normaly vamped out, something different had changed her eyes. That wasn't Beth, not his Beth. Mick was suddenly panicked and couldn't stop himself.

"Beth!"

Armand instantly turned around, surprised, as Beth came back to normal, almost falling from a terrible possession.

Mick made a step towards Beth who couldn't look at him and stared instead at Armand scared, worried and sad.

Armand nodded to her and turned around to leave them alone. He went to Mick, pulled his hand on his shoulder and murmured "She needs you."

Mick walked towards the couches where Beth stood, looking at him with worry.

"Beth" his voice was full of tenderness.

She fell on the couch behind her, holding her head between her hands. She wouldn't look at him, too afraid to see disappointment in his eyes.

Mick sat next to her and put a hand on her knee. She finally lifted her head and met his hazel eyes. She saw love and worry. He titled his head towards her as a sign that he was there to help her, listen to her.

Her voice was lower that it used to be, broken. She told him everything about her visions, when it began and how it grew stronger. Mick felt all her emotions as she explained what she'd seen. He slowly understood that the night he'd told her his true feelings, she'd seen Coraline. He also understood how desperate she could have been, but he couldn't let her think that he would have rejected her.

He slowly caressed her cheek.

"I love you Beth, not her."

His hand guided her face closer to him so he could kiss her. As their lips met, Mick realized how much he had missed her. His tender kiss became stronger and she responded with the same eagerness. Then he felt something change in her body and Beth pulled away.

She stood up and went to the window. Mick followed her and took her in his arms. He knew that she just had a new vision. He hugged her tight then looked at her in the eyes.

"Beth, you are not like her. You're not her and you will never be like her."

Tears fell silently on her cheeks as she heard his words. She believed him, but her power was still there, weaker, but still present.

Mick kissed her again and showed how much he loved her, how much he needed her, how much she meant to him. Beth abandoned herself in his touch. Her tongue followed his and she felt desire rise inside her. A moan escaped her mouth and Mick felt that her fear had left her. Their kiss became passionnate. Mick's hands pulled her always closer to him so he could feel her body against his. He burned for her and carefully lifted her to the couch.

He slowly lowered her down and felt her hands unbutton his shirt, open his belt. He moaned in her mouth as he felt her fingers on his chest, feeling him. He did the same with her until they were both naked, touching and rediscovering their bodies.

He lay on top of her and kissed her passionately. One hand covering her breast, playing with her nipple, the other one enjoying the touch of her naked skin, traveling down on her side to her thigh that he lifted close to his waist. She ached as she felt him hard close her wet core. She rubbed herself against him so he could feel how much she wanted him. His hand on her thigh lifted it higher as he kissed her, nibbing her lower lip and ready to enter her.

He slowly filled her, feeling her gasp in his mouth, trying to keep his desire in control. He had missed her so much and his desire was so strong. The sensation of her wetness around him was powerful, her mouth, her skin, her scent full of love for him. When he was fully inside her, he began to move slowly, kissing and caressing her at the same time. Her hand in his hair, the other one on his back, clawing at him, increased his passion.

They were tasting each other, their tongues licking each other as their body moved in rhythm. She moaned as she felt him enter her, deep inside, strong, hard, filling her completely with his passion. He growled as he slowly moved outside, feeling her warm and wet walls around him, tighter after each move, to fully fill her again.

Then Beth suddenly broke the kiss and Mick felt her body tense. He instantly knew what was happening and slowly stopped moving. He whispered to her, his voice full of love.

"Beth look at me."

She finally opened her white eyes which became blue again. He kissed her once and looked back at her.

"I love you. I've loved you since I saw you walking barefoot in that fountain." He kissed her again and she answered his kiss. "I only love Beth Turner." kiss. "I love Beth Turner" He moved slowly inside her and she sighed. "Beth" He moved again and kissed her. Beth answered his kiss with hunger and love. Then he increased his rhythm, feeling her pleasure grow like his. He broke the kiss and they stared at each other.

They were both vamped and her name that he whispered was lost in their moans. He brought her other thigh high around his waist and lifted her back a little so he could fill her deeper. Beth's arms went around his neck, her breasts touching his chest, moving against his skin as he filled her deeper and faster. They both felt blood running in each other veins, ready to explode. Mick moved one hand up under her armpit so his mouth was close to the milky skin of her perfect breast. Beth lowered her head close to his neck. She licked his skin and through his fast and intense rhythm, her fangs finally broke his warm sweaty neck. His blood filled her mouth and she instantly came. His growl echoed deep inside her and was quickly answered by a hungry tongue around her nipple and fangs piercing her skin. He moved deep and hard as he felt her love fill his mouth. The sensations were strong like he'd never felt before. He heard her voice moan his name with passion as he moved one last time and licked the two wounds.

Gently he lifted her and lay back on the couch so she was lying on top of him. Her head resting on his chest, his arms around her body, they lay, enjoying the touch of their naked bodies. Mick had finally his Beth back, there was hope, she was with him. Then she lifted her head and looked at him. Her face was beautiful, after their lovemaking, her skin had turned into a hardly perceptible pink colour that reminded him of her when she still was human. Her features were more peaceful, he realized then that it was the first time since her turning that he saw her like that. Her eyes had kept the melancoly which came with the visions, but this time he could see love.

He smiled at her and pulled a blond lock behind her ear. She smiled at him and moved her head towards the feel of his fingers. She looked back at him.

"Mick, I want to go home."

He'd almost forgot where they were, but her words brought him back to reality. She was going to her apartment and he to his, without knowing when he would see her again. He wanted her to be with him at his apartment, that her home would be with him. He breathed loudly and nodded.

"Of course Beth. I'll drive you to your apartment." And he smiled to reassure her.

She laid her head on his chest again. "I didn't mean my apartment."

Mick couldn't believe it. His thoughts had been granted. He smiled, the same smile which appeared on his lips when she'd surprised him with her kiss on the parking of Buzzwire. He was back with his Beth.

Some time later, they finally stood up and put their clothes on. Mick looked at her naked body, slowly disappearing under her clothes. He knew now that he was going to see it in his own apartment, smell her scent all around the place. Beth was back.

They walked outside the house and saw that the main house was empty. Armand had left, surely knowing that Beth would want to leave with Mick. He felt her disappointment and understood that she wanted to thank him for his help. Mick realized that Josef was right about this man. Hopefully there were at least two good vampires in the French bloodline.

As they drove back to the city, the sky became lighter in the east. Blue, orange and yellow colors appeared behind lonely white clouds. Mick took a look at Beth who stared at the east through her window. He smiled to himself, it felt so good to be with her. As she felt his gaze on her, she turned and saw him. She smiled and looked back outside, as his hand covered hers.

The Mercedes parked in front of his building. They walked to the elevator and headed to the top floor. They said nothing; Mick could feel how exhausted she was and wondered how much she had really slept since the visions appeared. They entered his apartment and Mick watched her stepping inside, trying to keep the picture in his mind. He closed the door behind her and saw her taking off her coat. She turned around and looked at him.

"I think we need to rest."

She nodded, too tired to answer. They went upstairs and Mick remembered the night they first slept together. They'd followed the same stairs, both naked and the view of her body in front of him was something he would never forget. This time, her steps were a little heavier, but it felt good to see her heading the freezer with him; just like that morning when, sitting on his armchair, his eyes had followed her figure walking upstairs, naked in his black shirt, thinking how nice living with her could be.

They both lay in the freezer. There wasn't much room for both of them, but Mick held her on top of him, close to him, too scared to lose her. As the lid closed the cold freezer, they both fell asleep in peace.

***
She opened her eyes, feeling for the first time good. She had slept. Slept, she thought with a smile.

Two days ago she had left Josef's office, with despair and fear, but still she knew that she was doing the right thing. When she arrived at Armand's house, he received her with kindness and surprise, that quickly changed in concern. He listened carefully to her as she told him that she had visions from Coraline's past. She described some of the vision and she instantly saw in his eyes that he believed her. His concern was then stronger. He told her that she had done the right thing and that he was going to help her. An hour later they arrived in his house, isolated in the mountains.

The first hours he convinced her to rest in the guest house's freezer. She only stood in the cold fog, too afraid to see Coraline's past. She finally stepped outside and lay on the couch an hour. Later that night, she told him in the details the visions, when she had them and how she felt during them. She explained him every thing, except the last one, because that one was also Josef's concern and she didn't want to disappoint him again.

When she said that the last visions happened when she was fully awaken, in Mick's arms, Armand showed his worry. He told her calmly, that there was a progress in her dreams and that there was a reason for them. Beth was then afraid that Coraline wanted to communicate with her and dreaded to see that woman again even after her death.

The day after, Armand showed her a very old book. As Beth opened the cover, she read a hand written note and as the first words entered her mind, she got a vision of Coraline writing those words. She'd let the book fall on the floor and had noticed in Armand's eyes that he'd seen something he'd never seen before. Her worry grew stronger, but he'd calmed her, telling her that they were going to find a way to use this strange power. He told her she had a gift and they had to try how to use it. Somehow Beth needed to hear that. It was a gift and not a burden. If it was a gift, then there was hope.

When Mick arrived that night, Beth was learning how to control her visions and he had seen her. Hopefully his love was strong enough, and even if she had been scared to see him run away, she had been relieved to see him stay. Oh yes, she had been more than relieved; he had shown her that she was the only one. Remembering how he'd whispered her name as they made love, gave her a shiver along her body.

She felt his arm on her stomach. Mick lay on his side as she was on her back. She turned her head and saw him still resting. She smiled; there was finally hope.

Beth carefully opened the lid and stepped outside. She saw his clothes next to hers on the chair. It felt so right to be here. As she walked to the bathroom she realized that it was her home. It always had been; since the night he had brought her here after her turning. Her apartment was only a reason to be alone. She'd thought then that she needed space, but she was afraid that her relationship with Mick was going to the wrong way. At the end, her choice had brought her visions… and Mick, she thought. Now she was with him, he'd came to find her.

She stood in the cold water of the shower, relaxing for the first time. She liked this place, it was so full of Mick everywhere. Even that blue light reminded her of him, and just as she thought about him, she smiled, feeling his arms around her.

"Good night" he whispered in her ears. His warm voice gave her shills all along her body. She was addicted to his voice.

"Good night" she answered.

His chin rested on her shoulder, one arm across her shoulder, the other one on her stomach; it reminded her of the last time they had been both standing in that same shower. She heard a growl deep inside him. She smiled; he remembered it too.

Her hands went on his arms and felt his strong muscles.

"Mick, turn me-" She said.

She smelled his confusion. He didn't know how to react but couldn't stop a new growl from escaping.

"Turn me around." She finished.

As she finally saw his face, she could guess in his eyes his surprise. She was amused. He finally smiled at her.

"That is not funny. You don't know how much I suffered that night."

Beth thought of that time she was in the shower in her black dress, her back against him. She remembered how she could feel his desire for her, she had even rubbed herself against his shaft. She smiled.

"Oh I surely do."

They smiled at each other and Mick became serious again, his eyes burning with desire. He slowly leant down and kissed her tenderly. Beth answered with the same softness and pulled him closer to her with her arms around his neck. A moan escaped from her mouth. She was so addicted to him, to his touch, the way he kissed her, touched her.

The kiss grew stronger. Beth felt his hands moving down on her back to her buttocks, caressing her wet skin. It drove her crazy. She gently bit his lower lip and a drop of his blood escaped. Mick felt how her desire suddenly exploded in her body. Her scent was so intoxicating. She began to rub herself against him and Mick pulled her against the cold wall. As she felt the touch of the glass on her back, she growled from the pleasure of his pressure on her. Her foot left the floor and slowly traced a trail along his calf. As she slowly reached the hollow behind his knee, she felt his hard shaft closer to her wet crotch. A strong hand took firmly hold of her thigh and she moaned. She felt Mick move his shaft against her, showing her how much he wanted her and it drove her crazy. She couldn't wait.

"Mick." She whispered in his mouth. She slowly broke the kiss and held his face between her hands. His silver eyes turned into hazel and the virile features of his face made her realize how much she loved him. This handsome face was the one of her lover, of the man she was completely in love with, of her guardian angel. Concern appeared in his eyes and Beth whispered.

"I love you so much." Mick kissed her.

Her lips followed a trail to his ear as his mouth went to her neck. She nibbed his earlob and felt his shaft rub her. She wanted to feel him inside her and bit a little stronger on his skin. She had instantly a response. She felt both hands grabbing her thighs firmly and lift her against the wall. She looked at him and they stared at each other as he slowly entered her. She leaned her head back against the wall as she felt his length fill her completely and his lips and tongue licking her neck.

When he was fully inside her, he began to thrust deep inside her. She moaned his name and clenched his hair between her fingers. His mouth went up to her ear and he whispered her name as he filled her again. She shivered as his voice echoed in her ears and almost felt the vibration of his vocal cords deep inside her. He had such a power over her.

"Please Mick" she moaned "Say it again."

He lifted his face so he could see her. He slowed down his rhythm and whispered her name again. She took a handfull of his wet hair and moaned loudly, her mouth close to his ear. He repeated her name again and again as he moved faster each time, feeling how she responded to him.

His fingers clenched the skin of her buttocks as he felt himself reach his climax. Beth's wall tightened around him as he moved faster and growled her name. She felt the tip of his fangs on her skin. She was close to exploding too and trailed her mouth down to his neck. Mick plunged into her in one strong and deep move and she growled loudly. His fangs had just pierced her flesh and she could feel him empty himself deep inside her. His jerky moves and his tongue on her wounds made her explode in return. She bit him firmly in the neck and felt a rush of warm blood full of endorfines fill her mouth. Strong emotions caught her, it was his love, passion, desire.

They stood under the cold water falling upon then, drops running along their skin. The feel of each other was reassuring and comforting them. They were back together. Mick finally let her down on the floor and looked at her. Her face was even more rested than the night before. He smiled to her and kissed her gently on her lips. He turned off the water and they both left the shower.

Beth watched him as he dried himself with the black towel. His body lighted by the blue light that underlined his form. She was with a Greek god she thought. As he finished, he looked at her, standing in front of him, still wet, holding her white towel in front of her, her chin rested on it, a big smile on her lips. He shook his head and went to her. He kissed her and gave her a little slap on her buttocks.

"Hurry and come have your breakfast."

She saw him leave the bathroom and she began to dry herself. It felt so right to be here with him. Everything was so natural, like they had been living together their whole life long. She put on her clothes and went downstairs. He stood in the kitchen, filling a glass of blood. The smell reached her; it was fresh blood.

She went next to him and looked at her glass surprised. He smiled to her.

"I kept some of the bottles in case you wanted to come back."

A warm wave reached her body. He had waited for her. She brought the glass to her lips and drank the red liquid. The strong new and fresh energy filled her veins. She could feel her body getting stronger after each mouthful. It felted so good. Mick watched her, his both hands on the kitchen surface, his glass already empty in between. As she emptied the content, he said.

"Beth, I'd like you to stay here."

She put her glass on the counter and swallowed the last mouthful. She looked at him in silence and finally answered.

"Okay."

He stared at her.

"I meant as moving here for good."

She smiled. "Yes, me too."

He nodded and looked back at his glass, a huge smile on his lips.

Beth walked towards him and brought her arms around him. She smelled him and exhaled. He turned around and took her in his arms.

"I missed you so much." She said, her face on his shoulder.

"I missed you too."

She lifted her face.

"I'm sorry I pushed you away that night."

He rubbed her cheek and kissed her. He brushed her lips with his and stared at her.

"I love you so much." It was the only answer he could think of.

But she followed:

"The vision was so strong. It never happened when I was awake. Then I had this dream with Coraline and Josef and I knew I had to leave and do something."

Mick listened to her carefully.

"I told him what I saw and he let me leave. I was so worried about those dreams and I could see in his eyes that my dream was part of his past too. I understood that as I told him the number I'd seen."

"What number?" Mick finally asked.

"1608."

Mick released her and walked to his office, Beth following him. He opened a drawer and took a picture.

"Mick?"

He looked at her, his face suddenly very serious.

"We have to go to Josef."