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14 January 2008 @ 11:38 pm
If Tomorrow Never Comes, ch. 7  
Title: If Tomorrow Never Comes
Rating: For Mature Adults
Word Count: 1194
Pairing: Mick/Beth
Disclaimer: *checks pockets* Nope, not mine!
Author's note: I bring you chapter 7! Remember read and review! Enjoy!

Chapter Seven

Mick and Beth arrived at the morgue a half hour after Guillermo’s call. Traffic was horrendous. All during the drive Mick had a nagging feeling that he was missing something. Damned if he knew what it was though.

Mick parked close to the doors and led Beth inside. As they got to Guillermo’s station, Mick turned to Beth and said, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

Beth took a deep breath. “Yeah. It’s not like I haven’t seen corpses before.”

“Not like this you haven’t. Besides, it’s different when the psycho is after you.”

“I can handle it. Can we just get this over with?”

Mick pushed open the door. Guillermo sat at his desk making notes. He looked up at Mick and Beth, nodding in greeting as he stood. He slowly removed the sheet from Alexis’s body and stood back from the examining table.

Beth had seen plenty of horror in her time as Buzz Wire’s number one (and only) crime reporter. In a city like Los Angeles, murders of all kinds were fairly routine. But nothing she had seen before prepared her for Alexis Mitchell’s corpse. Beth felt the bile rise in her throat as she gazed at the body. She fought it down and took in the details. Arms and legs sliced down along length. Two left toes missing. Torso shredded. The heart was nothing more than a pureed mass in the chest. Intestines hung out of the body cavity. The throat was slashed from ear to ear.

Beth continued to stare in horrified fascination. So this is what Hobbs wanted to do her. Why? What had made him so angry that he resorted to murder? Beth wanted desperately to look away but her eyes refused to obey her. Mick watched her carefully. He half-expected her to run from the room, but his Beth was made of sterner stuff than that.

He was about to ask her if she had seen enough when she pointed to Alexis’s wrists and said, “What are those?”

“What are what?”

“Those burns. They look like they’re from a rope.”

Mick picked up one of Alexis’s wrists. The burns did indeed appear to be from a rope. Mick closed his eyes and inhaled. Alexis walking to her car. A shadow passes behind her. A hand reaches out and presses a cloth over her mouth and nose. She slumps against the car…A bright light shines in her eyes. A raspy voice bombards her with questions. A flash of a knife. The blood curdling scream caused Mick to stagger against the table.

Beth wrapped her arm around his waist to steady him. “What is it? What did you see?”

“He tortured her. Before he killer her.”

Beth looked at the body skeptically. “Are you sure?”

Mick took a deep breath. “Yeah. There are many types of torture, Beth. Not all of them involve physical harm.” Mick turned to Guillermo. “Where was she found?”

“MacArthur Park.”

“He probably lives around there. All the victims have been in the Wilshire area. I think it’s time to pay a visit to Williams Valet. Thanks, Guillermo.”

Mick and Beth headed back to the Mercedes in uncomfortable silence. The horror they had just seen affected them in ways they didn’t fully understand. The knowledge that Beth was the next target hung over them like a pall. Well, Mick knew he wasn’t letting Beth out of his sight for a second. Not until they caught this bastard. Beth, for her part, was surprised not to be more scared. She should be terrified. There was a psycho serial killer who, for reasons of his own, wanted her dead. But she had complete confidence that she and Mick would find him before he found her. It was hard to believe anything else when Mick got that determined, intense look in his eyes.

Neither of them spoke during the drive to Williams. Mick parked the Benz along the street, not bothering with the meter. They wouldn’t be there that long. Mick opened the glass door allowing Beth inside. Mick followed, flipping the lock on the door and pulling down the blinds. Don’t want any interruptions, Mick thought. Beth went up to the desk and tapped the bell. The inside looked like any standard rental car company, only shabbier. The floor looked like it hadn’t been swept in days. The yellowed wallpaper was peeling off the walls. Even the desk looked cheap. Impatient, Beth rang the bell again.

Mick said, “This is stupid. There’s no one here. I’m just gonna—"

He was cut off when a weary clerk of about 60 came out from the back room. “Sorry about that, folks. I fell asleep. We don’t get many visitors this time of night.”

“Why are you still open at this hour?” Beth asked.

“Our valets have to check in here when they’re shifts are over. Some of these Hollywood parties run kinda late,” he said as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Now what can I do for you?”

Mick took charge. “We need to look at your work schedules for the last two weeks.”

“What’s this all about? You don’t look like a cop.”

Mick got out his credentials. “No, I’m a private investigator. We’re investigating a serial killer and have reason to believe that the killer has had contact with someone who works here.” A slight bending of the truth, to be sure, but Mick didn’t want to freak the old man out.

The clerk considered that. “OK. They’re in the back. Give me a minute.”

As the clerk disappeared, Beth said, “You could have just gone all grrrrr on him, you know.”

Mick gave her a half grin. “Didn’t want to tip my hand.”

Beth rolled her eyes and chuckled silently. More intimidating my ass, she though. The clerk emerged bearing a thick notebook. He handed it to Mick and indicated they should sit down on the not-too-sturdy looking chairs in the corner. Together they poured over the schedule. Mick, with his superior sight, found Hobbs first.

“There he is. He worked at the Beverly Hills Hotel last Monday.”

Beth pointed at a square on the following page. “He was also at the Hilton. I was right.”

Mick flipped to yesterday’s schedule. “And he was at our ball last night.”

“How come he hasn’t come after me yet?”

Mick thought about that. “You weren’t alone. Rachel, Bianca and Alexis were alone. I was there. But he’s clearly become fixated on you. He’s probably waiting for you to be by yourself. You haven’t noticed anything odd today, have you?”

Beth thought. “Not really. Wait. There was a gray sedan that tore out of the Buzz Wire parking lot right before you picked me up.”

“He’s stalking you. You were lucky.”

A chill came over Beth. “Is he working right now? We can just go get him, right?”

Mick looked at the evening’s schedule. “No, he’s not.” He called to the clerk. “Do you have the address of your employees?”

“Yeah, which one do you need?”

“Hobbs.”

“He lives over in East Hollywood.”

“Thanks. Let’s go.”

To be continued…


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heartagram_lala: Moonlight - Mick/Beth near youheartagram_lala on January 15th, 2008 05:55 am (UTC)
awesome chapter, as always!

You could have just gone all grrrrr on him, you know
that made me lol, i can SO see beth saying that with a cute little grin
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 15th, 2008 05:57 am (UTC)
I thought that was funny too! Glad you enjoyed it!
heartagram_lala: Moonlight - Mick handheartagram_lala on January 15th, 2008 05:58 am (UTC)
its just somin i could so see her saying lol, 'grrrr' hahaha.

btw, just added two new drabbles =D
Sweet Charade: Mickbuzzwire on January 15th, 2008 09:33 am (UTC)
oooh, I can't wait for the next installment! This is great!

Edited at 2008-01-15 09:34 am (UTC)
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 15th, 2008 12:38 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I'm glad you like it!
Fiona: MickBeth-Ep11ruafair on January 15th, 2008 07:59 pm (UTC)
Right.... caught on all the chapters... and ok where's the next!!!! Oh my I love this.... excellent build up... I can not wait to find out what happens next.

Fiona

*you can post the next chapter now* *maybe now LOL*
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 15th, 2008 08:19 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I have my nose to the grindstone right now. Next chapter should be up tonight. I'm so glad you're enjoying my modest contribution to the fandom!
Fionaruafair on January 15th, 2008 08:31 pm (UTC)
'Modest'.... its way more than modest... excellent writing and plot... yeah way more than modest LOL

Fiona
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 15th, 2008 08:56 pm (UTC)
I could say the same about your amazing art! :)
Fiona: MickBeth-Ep11ruafair on January 15th, 2008 09:01 pm (UTC)
aw thank you :D

Fiona
Say neversarisynn on January 15th, 2008 09:51 pm (UTC)
"You couldc have just gone all grrrr on him, you know."

Awesome.

But is just heading on over to a serial killer's house really the wisest course here? I dunno about that. Of course, it's Mick, so I'm not too worried.

next chapter plz!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 15th, 2008 10:51 pm (UTC)
It's Beth. Mick's not exactly thinking with his big head here. lol