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21 January 2008 @ 10:54 pm
If Tomorrow Never Comes, ch. 10  
Title: If Tomorrow Never Comes
Rating: For Mature Adults
Word Count: 1395
Pairing: Mick/Beth
Disclaimer: These belong to the almighty Trevor and CBS, not me. *is sad*
Author's note: I'm glad everyone enjoyed the last chapter. I have a feeling some of you will want to kill me with this one. Have faith. I do have a plan! Enjoy!

Chapter Ten

Mick woke up in a cold sweat. Well, it would have been a cold sweat if he slept in a bed. Since he slept in the freezer, he woke with more ice clinging to his skin than normal. Mick pushed open the lid and searched the wall for the clock. Ah. 4:07 pm. Just a dream. Mick scrunched his eyes shut, trying to remember what he’d seen. Beth lying in a pool of blood. His worst nightmare, but one that he’d had many times over. There was something different about this one, however. Something darker, more sinister. Before he could ponder the dream any deeper, the rational part of his brain took over. Beth’s fine. She’s still asleep.

Mick climbed out of the freezer and pulled on his red silk pajama bottoms. He headed down the hall to the bedroom and cracked open the door. Sure enough, Beth slept peacefully in the king size bed. Satisfied, Mick headed down the stairs carefully so that he didn’t wake her. He wanted her to sleep a little longer; he knew she’d be up most of the night worrying until he returned from Santa Monica. Mick wandered into the kitchen to fetch himself a glass of fresh A positive. His initial thirst quenched, he walked back to his office to call Josef.

Josef answered on the first ring. “I wondered when I’d be hearing from you. Put on your cape on yet?”

“No, Josef,” Mick said sardonically. “Listen, I have a few things to go through here. I’ll head over to Santa Monica after sunset. Speaking of which, why are you up so early? Hostile takeover?”

Josef laughed. “No. If you must know, there was a meltdown in the Japanese market. I’ve spent the last few hours trying to free up my assets over there.”

“Did you?”

Josef sighed. “Mostly. Still a few million short though.”

“A few million? See, this is why I’m glad I’m in the P.I. business.”

“Funny. I thought you were in it to get in touch with your precious humanity.”

“Well, there’s that too, I suppose.”

“You’re a complicated man, my friend.”

“Don’t I know it. Remember, I’m leaving after sunset, so don’t forget to check in with Beth.”

Josef tried to sound exasperated. “Why am I doing this again?”

“Because you’re my oldest friend. And you’re the only one I trust to make sure she doesn’t do anything stupid.”

“OK. Good hunting, Mick.”

“Bye, Josef.” Mick hung up and spent the next hour checking his email, messages and current cases. There was nothing that couldn’t wait. None of his current cases had anything too pressing to deal with. He was busy thumbing through a case file when he heard Beth moving around upstairs. Remembering the mess in the bathroom, Mick ran up the stairs. By the time he got there, Beth was throwing their clothes into the laundry.

“I was gonna do that,” Mick said.

“Yeah, well, I got to it first.”

Beth had dressed in jeans and a black sweater. To Mick’s surprise, she didn’t appear to be limping.

“How’s the ankle?” he asked.

“Much better. I had a good medic.” Beth grinned at him.

“You ready for some breakfast?”

“Starving.”

Mick walked beside her as they negotiated the stairs, ready to catch her if she fell. Beth made it with no problem and even managed to get to the kitchen without mishap. There she fixed herself a bowl of cereal. Mick continued to watch her until she was safely seated on the couch.

“You can stop hovering. I’m fine,” she said as she sat the bowl on the coffee table.

“Stop hovering, huh? Not even to do this?” Mick caught her lips in a quick kiss. As he pulled away, Beth put her hand behind his neck and dragged him back. Her tongue darted out, licking his lower lip, demanding entrance. He only indulged her for a minute before pulling away. If he didn’t put a stop to that, he’d never get to Santa Monica. Mick straightened and said in a stern voice, “You need to eat.”

Beth smiled coyly. “I thought I just was.”

“Food, Beth. I have to go change anyway. Hobbs’ shift begins in an hour.”

With that, Beth’s dream world came crashing down. Being with Mick made it easy to forget that there was a serial killer out there who wanted her dead. Mick made her feel so safe. She nodded seriously and watched him go back up the stairs. Once he disappeared, she turned on the television and finished her cereal. Beth was just about to go and fetch her laptop when Mick returned downstairs. Beth did a double take. Instead of his standard jeans and Henley, Mick was dressed in his best black suit. He looked good enough to eat.

“W-What’s with the suit?” she stammered.

“You like it?”

“Yes, if the idea was for you never to leave this apartment.” She eyes raked appreciatively up and down.

Mick actually looked embarrassed and mumbled something about Hollywood parties and not being all that great.

Beth scoffed. “You’re kidding, right? Don’t you know you’re the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen?” To emphasize her point, she kissed him on the cheek. “Now go and catch us a serial killer.”

Mick laughed, hard. When he’d caught his breath, he pulled Beth into a hug. “I’ll be back soon,” he said into her hair. “Josef’s gonna check in on you.”

“I know. I love you.”

“I love you too.” Mick gave her a final squeeze and headed out the door. Beth secured it behind him. She got her laptop off the table and set out to do some copy for Mo. Unfortunately it did little to distract her. She knew Mick could handle this. Their serial killer was human, after all. She just couldn’t shake the feeling that there was a piece of the puzzle missing. Deciding to call Josef, she was startled when the phone rang.

“Beth Turner.”

“Hey Beth, it’s Josef. How’re things?”

“I’ll feel better when Mick gets home. I was just about to call you actually. Do you think Ryder could look at those property records again?”

“Sure, why?”

“Just a hunch. Have him look for the name Hobbs in the local population, see what he comes up with.”

“Will do. Listen, do you want me to come over there? And…I don’t know…sit with you?”

Beth appreciated the gesture. She knew that Josef wasn’t very good at this sort of thing. The fact that he’d offer to sit with her made her feel better. “No, I’ll be fine. Just let me know if Ryder finds anything.”

“Alright. I’ll check in a little later.”

“Thanks, Josef.”

Josef disconnected and looked at his phone distastefully. Who was he kidding? He was no good at the comfort thing. Never had been. Still, Beth was important to Mick, so if that meant he had to attempt to be comforting then that’s what he’d do. Josef passed on Beth’s request to Ryder and went back to work trying to save his assets from the enterprising Japanese.

About an hour later, Ryder called, “Josef! You might want to look at this.”

 Josef came up behind Ryder and examined the computer screen. What he saw made his eyes grow wide as saucers. “Are you sure about this?” he asked in a dangerous voice.

“Yes, I think – “

Ryder never got to finish his sentence. Josef ran for the elevator grabbing his car keys and phone as he went. As soon as the elevator stopped, Josef hopped into his car and tore out of the parking garage. He tried Beth’s cell; there was no answer. He tried Mick’s office phone; no answer there either. Josef wove in and out of traffic, speeding dangerously. If what he saw was true and anything happened to Beth…Josef didn’t even want to contemplate such a scenario. He was about to try Mick’s cell when he screeched into Mick’s parking garage. Instead of taking the elevator, Josef ran up the stairs. When he reached Mick’s floor, he saw the door ajar. Careening through it, Josef stopped short as his eyes took in the sight. There, in the middle of the room, stood Mick, a crumpled piece of paper in his fist. Mick looked at Josef with lost and haunted eyes.

“She’s gone.”

To be continued…

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^_^my_end_begins on January 22nd, 2008 05:36 am (UTC)
if you don't update soon i might just have to ... have to ... oh i don't know ... do something !!!!!!!

seriously! how could you stop there


(ps ... love the writing incase you didn't notice :))
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 22nd, 2008 05:55 am (UTC)
I know that is a cruel place to stop, but I promise the next chapter will be up tomorrow! :)
nova_mythnova_myth on January 22nd, 2008 05:42 am (UTC)
Mean cliffhanger. :p
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 22nd, 2008 05:53 am (UTC)
I know. Sorry! :)
heartagram_lala: Moonlight - Beth turnheartagram_lala on January 22nd, 2008 09:54 am (UTC)
OMG WHAT HAPPENED!!!!!

update NOW hehehe please.1!>>!11one!!1!!elever!!NN!N
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 22nd, 2008 12:38 pm (UTC)
You'll see. This one might get a little darker than I intended, but we'll see.
Michelle: Moonlight Your hot when you jump highmrs_boyscout on January 22nd, 2008 02:12 pm (UTC)
OMG, that was a terrible place to end. Great banter b/w Mick and Josef. And I love that you said Mick looked good enough to eat -- what an ironic statement from human to vamp. lol

Great job. But evil, very evil ending.
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 22nd, 2008 02:54 pm (UTC)
I'm just an evil person. Just kidding. I've had this planned from the beginning. I knew everyone would freak, but it's necessary for the point I'm trying to make.

BTW, I'm sorry I made you cry at 8am! Been there, done that. Then had to avoid everyone in the office. :(
Michelle: Moonlight Being human is lamemrs_boyscout on January 22nd, 2008 03:07 pm (UTC)
Well, all I have to avoid right now is a 4 year old wondering "why are you crying, Mommy?" Fortunately, she is in the basement playing, so I still have a few minutes to myself. lol
britzfan: sad bethbritzfan on January 22nd, 2008 03:27 pm (UTC)
Amazing but HOW, JUST HOW COULD YOU LEAVE US HANGING LIKE THAT? Please, please, please update soon!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 22nd, 2008 04:09 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry! I should have the update finished by tonight!
Say neversarisynn on January 22nd, 2008 11:48 pm (UTC)
Oh, shit.

I knew something bad was going to happen, but I totally love how you led up to it. Everything's all good and normal and fine and then two paragraphs from the end, the world is over.

And I love the idea of Mick in a suit. Definitely does sound tasty.

Next chapter. Pronto.
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 23rd, 2008 12:25 am (UTC)
The next chapter's going to be delayed. I just can't concentrate. Heath Ledger's death is so sad. My muse is in hiding. I'll have one tomorrow though.
Say neversarisynn on January 23rd, 2008 01:39 am (UTC)
I understand. I feel the same way. I can't believe it... I was shocked when I heard. I still am shocked.