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24 February 2008 @ 11:32 pm
Love Is Never-Ending, ch. 6  
Title: Love Is Never-Ending
Rating: For Mature Adults
Word Count: 1047
Pairing: Mick/Beth
Disclaimer: I just want to borrow Mick, I promise!
Author's note: I'm glad everyone is enjoying this so far! Keep the comments coming! Enjoy!

Chapter Six

“Carl!” Beth called.

Her contact, and sometime adversary, in the LAPD groaned. He should have known she would be here. Lt. Carl Davis turned to face the intrepid Buzzwire reporter.

“What can you tell me?” Beth asked.

“Don’t you ever get tired of berating me for answers you know I can’t give you?”

“Nope,” said Beth brightly. “Come on, Carl. You know you want to.”

Carl caved. He always caved. What was it about her that made him spill? “We don’t know much. Homeland Security got an anonymous call saying that there was a bomb in one of the terminals. Security locked down LAX and the feds called us in for backup. Right now we’re in the process of evacuating.”

“Any idea who called it in?”

“The feds traced the call to a phone booth in Sun Valley. It was near a bank, so we’re trying to see if there’s any surveillance footage.”

“Anything else?”

“Come on, Beth. I’ve already told you more than I should have.” He sighed. “Do me a favor?”


“Stay out of trouble.”

“Don’t I always?”

Carl just rolled his eyes and stalked off. Beth headed back to the Buzzwire van. She consulted with her camera man on the best angle to shoot from. She was only slightly annoyed when Charles tapped her on the shoulder.

“Anything I can do?” the newbie asked.

Yeah, you can leave me alone, Beth thought caustically. Instead, she said, “Why don’t you help Steve get our feed set up?”

“OK, Beth. You can count on me.”

Beth found his enthusiasm grating. She was sure that she had not been the same way as a young green reporter. Also she was not used to having help. When it came to her broadcasts, she was very much a loner. However, she only had three more weeks to train Charles before the wedding. She was grateful when her phone rang.

“Beth Turner.”

“Hey, beautiful.”

“Mick, hey. What’s up? Did you talk to Josef?”

 “Yeah, I talked to him. We’re good. You were right by the way.”

Beth smiled. “Told you.”

“Yeah, yeah. How’s your story going?”

“I was just getting ready to file my report. Why?”

“I was wondering if you were up for some company.”

“I don’t know, Mick. This might take a while. The cops are still evacuating. Then they have to search all the terminals.”

“All the more reason for me to keep you company.”

“You’re really bored, aren’t you?”

Mick chuckled. “That obvious, huh?”

“Just a little. What about Josef?”

“He kicked me out. He’s busy planning my party.”

“Alright, I’ll see you in a little while.”

Beth disconnected and turned to Steve. The camera man handed her the microphone and they got to work. As she finished her report, she looked around for Charles. For once, he was nowhere to be found. That’s odd, she thought, turning to Steve.

“Where’s Charles?” she asked.

Steve looked around. “I don’t know. He was here a minute ago.”

Great, now I have a MIA intern on my hands. Beth was about to go look for the newbie when Mick showed up. He took one look at her worried and annoyed face and knew something was wrong.

“Beth, what happened?”

She turned and sighed. “It might be nothing. Remember that guy Mo wanted me to train?” Mick nodded. “Well, he was here a minute ago and now he’s gone.”

“That’s not unusual. I’m sure he just had to go to the bathroom or something.”

“No, Mick. Ever since he started he’s been following me around like a lost puppy. He would have said something.”

Mick ignored the flare of jealousy that rose in his chest. There was no way he was going to lose Beth to some snot nosed kid. He knew that. So he did the honorable thing. “Do to you want me to look for him?”

“I can do it.”

“No offense, dear, but you’re not exactly known for your stealth. This place is crawling with cops. Plus you still have your job to do.”

Beth looked like she wanted to argue with him. She sighed in defeat. “OK, I’ll track down Carl and see of he’s got anymore information for me. You see if you can find Charles so that I can kill him.”

Mick grinned. “What’s this guy look like?”

“He’s about six feet tall, slight blind, dark hair. He had a Buzzwire jacket on,” she informed him.

“OK. I’ll be back. Be careful.”

Beth rolled her eyes in a way that clearly said, men. They headed off in opposite directions. Mick started scanning the crowd trying to find anyone that even remotely matched the description that Beth had given him. He wasn’t having much luck. It was like this guy had pulled a Houdini. An hour of searching the gradually thinning crowd yielded nothing. There were police cars surrounding most of LAX. Still no one noticed Mick jump the fence and head toward the main gate. He decided to check inside the terminal even though it was highly unlikely that he’d find anything.

This was one of those times that being what he was actually came in handy. He ducked in and out of the myriad of cops and Homeland Security agents practically unseen. He could move faster than their eyes could see. Mick couldn’t help but smile every time he passed an unsuspecting cop. They would turn and look around suspiciously the go back to what they were doing, convinced that they were seeing things. Mick made his way to the terminal where it seemed all the activity was centered. He ducked behind one of the desks and listened.

“Still no clues?”

 “None, sir.”

“Did the dogs find anything?”


“Damn.” Someone threw a file to the ground with a thwack. “All that effort wasted.”

“We still have the surveillance to look at.”

The Homeland Security agent sighed. “Alright. Let’s let them know that they can reopen. Come on, everyone, it’s going to be a long night.”

As the authorities cleared out, Mick rose from his hiding place, intent on making one final sweep before returning to Beth. As he looked to the left and right to make sure the coast was clear, his jaw dropped.


To be continued…

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I turned those gentle hands into fistsazulskies on February 25th, 2008 05:53 am (UTC)
yay, i love your series!!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on February 25th, 2008 05:57 am (UTC)
Thanks! I love writing it! :)
Bleu Daisy: Josef Cute Grin at Mick's Deskbleudaisy on February 25th, 2008 07:44 am (UTC)
Okay...it's driving me crazy. WHO is Thomas??? *^_^*

Augh! I just have to know...I need another chapter...and more talk of weddings and bachelor parties. ^_-

This story is great. I love that Mick is jealous of this kid. How adorable! And, I also really liked that he started off his call with, "Hi, beautiful." Awww...he just makes me melt. *^_^*

Another fantastic chapter!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on February 25th, 2008 12:42 pm (UTC)
You'll find out more about him in the next chapter, I promise!
heartagram_lalaheartagram_lala on February 25th, 2008 10:00 am (UTC)
oooher hu is this dude?!?!?!?
michellemtsumichellemtsu on February 25th, 2008 12:41 pm (UTC)
Again I insert evil laugh! ;)
Michelle: Moonlight never let you go Mick/Bethmrs_boyscout on February 25th, 2008 08:18 pm (UTC)
Evil, evil cliffie. So, Charles is Thomas? Maybe? Well, you better get updating, missy.

Loved that Mick was jealous of her irritating intern. :)
michellemtsumichellemtsu on February 25th, 2008 08:57 pm (UTC)
Don't you just LOVE evil cliffies? As for the rest, you'll just have to wait and see!
britzfan: Mick/Bethbritzfan on February 25th, 2008 08:54 pm (UTC)
Great chapter!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on February 25th, 2008 08:55 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :)