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02 March 2008 @ 05:36 pm
Love Is Never-Ending, ch. 10  
Title: Love Is Never-Ending
Rating: For Mature Adults
Word Count: 1562
Pairing: Mick/Beth
Disclaimer: Don't sure CBS! I'm just borrowing them!
Author's note: Thanks for all the great comments! I love you guys! I'm gonna try and have another chapter later tonight. In the meantime, enjoy!

Chapter Ten

Four hours earlier…

Beth sighed. She had been calling Lt. Carl Davis every ten minutes for the last hour. Either he was in an interrogation or he was deliberately ignoring her. She hoped it was the former. Beth rubbed her tired eyes and stood up. She still had a myriad of things to do before she could head home. She was worried about Mick. He’d been in an odd mood since their visit to Erin the evening before. There was something he wasn’t telling her; she could feel it. The sooner she got home the better.

On her way to the ladies room, Beth nearly ran into Charles. Embarrassed about being distracted, she muttered “sorry” and continued on her way without looking back.

“Hey Beth!” Charles called as she reached the door.

Reluctantly, she turned. “Yes?”

“Is there something wrong?”

“No, nothing. Why do you ask?”

“You looked worried about something,” Charles observed.

“I was just distracted by this case, that’s all.”

Charles looked skeptical. “OK, if you say so. Is there anything I can do?”

“No.” She paused. “Wait. Can you find the number of an Erin Ramsey for me?”

Beth could have sworn she saw a flash of white in Charles’s eyes as she spoke. It happened too fast for her to be sure. “No problem,” the young man said.

When Beth returned from the ladies room, she found Erin’s number on her desk. She programmed it into her phone and hit send.


“Hi, Erin. It’s Beth.”

“Hello, my dear. How are you?”

“I’m good. Listen, would you be up to running a few wedding errands with me this afternoon? I’d really appreciate your input on a few things.”

“I’m honored that you would ask. I’d love to.”

“Are you sure? It’s no big deal. I mean, if you’re tired or something…” Beth hedged.

“Beth, I’m old, not dead. I’ve still got a few good outings in me yet.”

Beth laughed. “OK. I’ll pick you up in a half an hour.”

“Alright. Bye, Beth.”

“Bye, Erin.”

Beth gathered her things, let Mo know she was leaving and headed out to her car. The drive to Pasadena was largely uneventful. She only had one idiot in an SUV cut her off. Promptly a half hour later, Beth pulled into Erin’s driveway. The indomitable old lady was waiting for her on the porch. Erin smiled warmly as Beth approached. After sharing a hug, Beth said, “Ready to go?”

“Yep. Where’re we off to?”

“Just a couple of things. I have a dress fitting and then we have to swing by the courthouse. After that, I was thinking you could have dinner with me and Mick.”

Erin smiled mischievously. “I think I can handle that.”

Together, they walked to Beth’s Prius. Beth was slightly surprised at how steady Erin was on her feet. I hope I’m like that when I’m her age. They got in the car and drove off into Los Angeles traffic. Twenty minutes later, Beth pulled into the parking lot. She and Erin made their way quietly into the shop. The clerk lit up when she saw Beth approach.

“Beth! Hi! I was wondering when you were gonna get your butt in here! That dress isn’t going to fit itself, you know.”

“Hi, Amanda. Things have been hectic lately. Today’s the earliest I could get here,” Beth assured her.

Amanda hopped out from behind the counter and headed to the back. “I’ll be right out. Just make yourself at home.”

Beth and Erin sat down in the fitting area and waited. Erin kept looking around the room with a wistful look on her weathered face.

“You never got married, did you?” Beth asked quietly.

Erin sighed. “No, I never did. I was never very good at long term relationships.”

It seemed to be a sensitive spot, so Beth didn’t push. Instead, she reached out and took Erin’s hand, squeezing gently. The moment passed when Amanda returned with Beth’s dress. Beth couldn’t help the grin that crossed her face when she headed into the fitting room to change. When she emerged five minutes later, Erin let out a gasp. “You look gorgeous, my dear.”

Beth blushed. “Thanks,” she said sheepishly.

Again, Amanda interrupted. “OK, Beth you know the drill. Hop up here and I can fix that hem for you.”

Beth climbed up on the stool and stood as still as she could. She’d fallen in love with this dress that second she saw it. It was all satin with a fitted bodice that flared at the waist. It had a beaded cuff at the top of the strapless gown. Her favorite thing was the way it gathered in the back to form the short train. She’d never been a fan of long trains, so this was perfect. Every time she put her dress on she wanted to glide around the room and feel that satin on her skin. It was a real struggle for her to remain still long enough for Amanda to finish adjusting the hem.

“There! All done,” Amanda said triumphantly.

Beth stepped down and looked at herself in the mirror. I’m getting married. To Mick. In this dress. It was times like this that she had to pinch herself to make sure this wasn’t some sort of elaborate dream. Her eyes welled up with unshed tears. Erin came over and stood next to her, slipping an arm around the younger woman’s shoulders.

“He’s going to love it.”

“You think so?”

“I know so. Besides if he doesn’t, I’ll be there to knock some sense into him.”

Beth laughed. “I’m sure you would.”

Reluctantly, Beth went back to the fitting room to change. They still had stops to make. Beth handed the dress back to Amanda, who took it back to the storage area. Beth and Erin thanked her and headed out to the car. Next stop was the Los Angeles County courthouse.

“Do you mind if we make an extra stop while we’re here?” Beth said as she put the car in park. “I want to check on a source while I have him cornered.”

“Don’t let me get in the way of your job, Beth.”

Beth wanted to check on the status of the marriage license. She was slightly paranoid about it. They’d had to forge Mick’s birth certificate, since they obviously couldn’t use the real one. Josef had assured her that his guy did excellent work, but Beth wanted to be sure. She waited patiently for the clerk to check, tapping her fingers on the counter.

“Beth? What are you doing here?”

Startled, Beth looked up to see Josh standing behind her. This is in no way awkward. “Hi, Josh.”

“You still haven’t answered my question. Are you working on a story or something?” Josh queried.

“Yes and no.”

“What does that mean?”

Beth avoided Josh’s eyes. “I have to talk to Carl about a story, but that’s not my primary reason for being here.”

Before Josh could question her, the clerk returned. “Here you are, Miss Turner. Everything appears to be in order. I was going to send this to you, but since you’re here…”

“I’ll take it. Thanks.” Beth turned back to Josh.

Josh peered at the paper. “Marriage license? You’re getting married?” His eyes moved to her left hand. “I see. You’re marrying St. John,” he said in a hollow tone.

Beth sighed. “Yeah, in a little over two weeks.”

“Were you going to tell me?”

Beth shifted her weight uncomfortably. “I’ve been meaning to call you.”

Josh’s face softened. “It’s OK, Beth. I’m not sure I’d have told me either.” He paused, taking a deep breath. “I just want you to be happy.”

Erin watched the exchange curiously. Beth had mentioned her ex-boyfriend Josh the night before. Erin had gotten the impression that Josh didn’t like her nephew very much. She was about to say something when Josh smiled sadly and walked away. Erin turned her attention to Beth.

“Are you alright, Beth?”

“Yes. I was just hoping to avoid that conversation.”

“Sometimes it’s better to confront our fears rather than run from them.”

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right.” Beth tucked the marriage license into her purse. “You up for one more stop?”

“Lead on.”

The two women wove their way through the crowd of cops, lawyers and others. A few minutes later, they stopped in front of the desk of Lt. Carl Davis.

“No,” Carl said without looking up.

Beth frowned. “But I haven’t even asked yet.”

“Whatever you want the answer is no.”

“You’re no fun.”

Carl looked un-amused. “That’s me, Carl “No Fun” Davis.”

“I just want to know if you’ve seen the surveillance footage,” Beth said coaxingly.

“No, you don’t. You want to know what I saw on the tape.”

Beth smiled triumphantly. “Ah ha! So you did see it!”

Carl sighed in defeat. Meanwhile, Erin allowed her attention to drift. She glanced around the room watching members of the LAPD go about their day. Her eyes settled on a handsome young cop hunched over his desk. He was clearly engrossed in something. When the young man raised his head to rub his eyes, Erin gasped. Suddenly, it felt like a fist clenched around her heart. The last thing that crossed her mind as she lost consciousness was it can’t be…

To be continued…

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hopeformb01 on March 3rd, 2008 12:26 am (UTC)
Love those cliffhangers, don'tcha?
michellemtsumichellemtsu on March 3rd, 2008 02:06 am (UTC)
I am kind of addicted to them. They're just so much fun...
heartagram_lalaheartagram_lala on March 3rd, 2008 03:28 am (UTC)
oh ur mean!

ok so she's seen thomas!!!

now... update! haha
michellemtsumichellemtsu on March 3rd, 2008 03:57 am (UTC)
I'm typing the next chapter as we speak! :)
heartagram_lala: Moonlight - Mick boxesheartagram_lala on March 3rd, 2008 04:05 am (UTC)
woooot, i love you =D