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10 January 2008 @ 08:02 pm
If Tomorrow Never Comes, ch. 4 (really this time!)  
Title: If Tomorrow Never Comes
Rating: For Mature Adults
Word Count: 1111
Pairing: Mick/Beth
Author's note: Here's chapter 4. I really mean it this time. Apparently, posting and watching Alex do not mix. Sorry about the confusion! Remember comments are appreciated! Enjoy!

Chapter Four

The first thing Beth noticed when she woke up was the cold. It wasn’t often they slept in the same bed. Mick usually kissed her goodnight and retreated to his freezer. Since they moved in together, Beth began taking more night shifts at Buzz Wire so that she and Mick would have similar hours. Still, on those rare occasions when they did share a bed Beth savored his presence. So she noticed immediately that he wasn’t there when she awoke.

“Mick,” she called, hoping he was downstairs. When she didn’t get an answer, she glanced around the room quickly for some clue as to where he’d gone. There, on the night stand, she found Mick’s note.

Beth—

Headed down to the morgue on a case. DON’T follow me. I’ll be home soon.

Love, Mick

Wow, it must have been an emergency, she thought. Guillermo must have called. Her first impulse was to ignore the note, get dressed and head off to the morgue. She looked at the clock. 9:37. Mick’s probably on his way here. But if he’s not here in an hour, I’m so going down there!

Comforted by that thought, Beth headed to the bathroom to get a shower. She washed quickly, while remembering to take special care of the twin puncture wounds on her neck. Beth then washed her hair, stepped out of the shower and toweled off. She exited the bathroom with the towel wrapped around her head like a turban. She emerged from the bedroom ten minutes later dressed in jeans and a blue knit top. Beth hurried down the stairs and made a beeline for the kitchen to get her morning coffee and bagel. Mick found her there, seemingly engrossed in her paper, when he returned from the morgue.

“Hey,” he said as he came in the door.

“Hey yourself.”

“I see you got my note.”

Beth quirked an eyebrow. “How do you know that?”

Mick grinned. “Because if you hadn’t, you would have bombarded me with questions the second I came through the door.” He hung up his jacket and walked into the kitchen.

“Maybe I’m just waiting for the right moment,” Beth replied as she turned to face him.

Mick bent his head to capture her lips before she could say another word. Beth practically melted against him as she wrapped her arms around his neck to keep herself upright. Mick, in turn, wrapped his arms around her slim waist, holding her to him firmly. Mick kissed her like he hadn’t seen her in years, even though it had only been a few hors. She was the oasis in his desert; he just couldn’t get enough.

Eventually though, they both had to come up for air. “I think you moment just passed,” Mick managed to get out as they caught their breath, foreheads touching.

“Don’t think I’m gonna let you off that easy,” Beth replied.

Grinning knowingly, Mick released her and reached for his secret fridge. He pulled out a fresh bag of A positive and poured himself a glass. He downed half of it in one gulp.

“Did you have fun at the morgue?” Beth asked.

Mck laughed humorlessly. “Tons. Guillermo had a body to show me.”

“Murder victim?”

“Yeah. Appears to be a serial too.” When Beth looked at him questioningly, he continued, “Another victim came into the morgue a couple of days ago with the same characteristics?”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that I smelled the same person on both corpses,” Mick replied, heavily.

“But there’s no physical evidence linking the two victims?”

“None that I could tell.”

Beth got a determined look in her eye. “OK, tell me everything you know.”

“Why? Oh, wait. You’re gonna take this to Mo, aren’t you?”

Beth held out her hands. “Let’s see. Lindsay Lohan on a bender,” her left hand went down about six inches, “or a serial killer,” the right hand went up about a foot. “Of course! She’ll love it.”

Mick didn’t know whether to laugh out loud or groan. While Beth had worked with him on plenty of cases, he still worried about her. She’s an adult, perfectly capable of taking care of herself, he reminded himself. Keeping her safe was the most important thing in his world. But her enthusiasm was contagious. Plus she often caught thing he missed. They were a team.

“OK. But I’m warning you, this is pretty gruesome, even for me.”

Mick proceeded to tell her all the gory details of his visit to the morgue. To her credit, Beth didn’t flinch. Seasoned crime reporter that she was, Beth asked him direct, probing questions. She took notes on a pad that Mick kept in one of the kitchen drawers, as he spoke. When he finished, she tapped the pad thoughtfully.


“So Rachel Anderson and Bianca Parker? I didn’t even know they were missing,” Beth said.

“No one did. Both were notorious for going MIA for long stretches.”

“I guess they wandered too far this time.” Beth looked uncertainly at her notes. “You really think it’s a serial killer?”

“Yeah. That sense of rage was the same. I’ve never seen anything like it before. That combined with the wound patterns makes me pretty sure.”

“OK, I think I’ll head into Buzz Wire, see what I can dig up. I have to talk to Mo anyway.” Beth glanced at the kitchen clock. “We should probably look at the victims’ apartments tonight. Right now, you should get some rest. I have a feeling we’re gonna need you running on all cylinders before this is done.”

Mick started to protest. “Beth this is my job—“

“Well, I just made it our job. Now go.” She pointed to the stairs for emphasis. Mick chuckled inwardly. Beth was just as protective of him as he was of her. He knew she was right; he needed at least a few hours in the freezer. He wasn’t Superman, after all.

“I’m going, I’m going,” he groused. He stopped to kiss her before heading for the stairs. Giving her a concerned look, he said, “You be careful.”

She smiled at him. “Aren’t I always?”

His face softened. “I love you.”

“I love you too. Now go.”

Mick turned and headed to his welcoming freezer. Beth waited until he had closed the gray door before heading out herself. With her purse over her shoulder, she took the elevator down to her car. The Prius was parked close to the elevator; Beth didn’t even bother to glance around her as she climbed inside and drove off. She never saw the gray sedan follow her out of the garage.

To be continued…


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iansmomesq on January 11th, 2008 02:33 am (UTC)
I said this to you over on MLL but it bears repeating. You've got a gift for dialogue my friend, and for seamlessly weaving the terror with the humor and the wonderful banter between Mick and Beth.

Kudos to you!!!!!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 11th, 2008 02:39 am (UTC)
Wow, thanks! Dialogue is my favorite thing to write. Oh, and I friended you back!
iansmomesq on January 11th, 2008 02:42 am (UTC)
Woo hoo! Yeah, I prefer to write dialogue as well. Although there are times I will force myself NOT to in some fics as a test of my will power, but I'd much rather have people talk then talk about what they say.

(I'm Desdemona over on MLL in case you haven't figured that out, :) )

ETA and just FYI my fic journal here is dukesfreers.

Edited at 2008-01-11 02:42 am (UTC)
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 11th, 2008 03:26 am (UTC)
I did notice actually. I can't wait to read some of your original stuff!
iansmomesq on January 11th, 2008 04:33 am (UTC)
And I yours, babe!! This is great stuff!
Say neversarisynn on January 11th, 2008 03:11 am (UTC)
OH CRAP.

Bad cliffhanger. Bad!!!

On a different note, I love they way you write them together and how their relationship is. Even though I sense badness in the future, I still feel warm and gooey about them.
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 11th, 2008 03:22 am (UTC)
Thanks, that's exactly what I was going for! As for the badness, you'll just have to wait and see!
heartagram_lala: Moonlight - Mick/Beth antiqueheartagram_lala on January 11th, 2008 08:19 am (UTC)
oooooher!!!

beth look behind you! lol.

you write mick and beth's convo's so well, its so realistic, i love it =D

can't wait for more
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 11th, 2008 12:34 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :)
hopeformb01 on January 13th, 2008 03:55 am (UTC)
Whe Tomorrow Never Comes
I agree with Ians that you have a gift for dialog. Great writing!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 13th, 2008 05:08 am (UTC)
Re: Whe Tomorrow Never Comes
Thanks!