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05 March 2008 @ 11:48 pm
Love Is Never-Ending, ch. 13  
Title: Love Is Never-Ending
Rating: For Mature Adults
Word Count: 1527
Pairing: Mick/Beth
Disclaimer: I'm a renter, what do you think?
Author's note: Yep, it's another flashback. Josef's this time. Enjoy!

Chapter Thirteen

Beth didn’t remember calling the cab. Nor did she remember the ride to the hospital. Mick’s words kept running through her head. He’d been right; it wasn’t easy for her to hear. Oddly, it was the Coraline stuff that upset her the most. She knew she should be repulsed by the horrors that Mick described and part of her was. But she was also certain that whatever he’d been in the past wasn’t what he was now. She just had to convince him of that. If he didn’t let go of the past, if he continued to define himself by what he was rather than who he was, they’d never have a chance. She had no idea how to get through to him. So she turned to the only person who knew Mick better than she did: Josef.

Beth heard laughter coming from Erin’s room. Clearly the four hundred year old vampire and the centenarian were getting along. Josef was telling a story as Beth entered. “Would you believe it? So Sinatra says –“ He stopped abruptly when he saw Beth. His countenance immediately became serious. “What happened? Where’s Mick?”

“He’s at home. At least he was when I left.”

They’re practically joined at the hip. What’s going on? Josef came over and stood in front of Beth. He gently placed his hands on her shoulders. “What’s going on, Beth? What did you find out?”

Beth’s eyes welled up with tears. The thought that had been nagging at her since Mick’s admission threatened to overwhelm her. She glanced up at Josef, who was at a loss. Weepy human females were not his forte. Beth’s lower lip trembled and she gave in to her doubts. As her sobs wracked her small frame, Josef awkwardly gathered her in his arms, holding her as she cried. Mick’s got some serious explaining to do. Why do I always have to be his Dr. Phil?

Gradually Beth pulled herself together. She pulled away from Josef and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. Josef fished out a handkerchief and handed it to her, “Here, use this.”

“Thanks.” Josef gestured for her to sit.

Erin took in the scene, worry etched on her features. What had Mick done to make the poor girl cry? She wished fervently to get out of her godforsaken hospital room and knock some sense into her sometimes stupid nephew.

As soon as Beth was settled, Josef said, “Now can you tell me what that was about?”

“It’s a long story, Josef.”

“Do I look busy?”

“No.” Beth paused, tying to figure out how to phrase her words. She took a deep breath and continued. “We headed over to the courthouse, but Thomas was already gone. I asked Carl if we could see the surveillance footage. I don’t think I’ve ever been that shocked. At least not in the last year or so.”

“What did you see?”

“Josef, Thomas and Charles are the same person. More importantly, Thomas called in the bomb threat on LAX.”

“Back up a sec. Who’s Charles?”

“My intern trainee at Buzzwire. Or so I thought.”

Josef looked confused. “So you’re telling me that Mr. Illusions of Grandeur and your intern are the same person?”

“If by that you mean Thomas then yes.”

“That still doesn’t explain the crying.”

Beth remained silent for a moment then took another deep breath. “He told me, Josef. All those things that I’d wanted to know about his life before…me, in horrifying detail.” Beth reached out and took Erin’s hand. “And then he ran.”

Dumbass, Josef thought. “Look, Beth, I know it must have been hard for you to hear those things. But you have to understand that Mick was just doing what vampires do. We hunt, we feed. Granted, it took Mick a little while to get into the swing of things, but all that changed when he saved you.”

“I know that, Josef. That’s not why I’m upset though.”

“Color me confused. Well, if it’s not that, then what is it?”


“She’s dead, Beth.”

“Physically, yeah. But what about emotionally? Mick told me, Josef. He told me all about his relationship with her. The intensity of his feelings for her.”

Suddenly, Josef understood. “You’re worried that he doesn’t feel the same way about you.” Beth nodded slowly.

Erin decided that this was a good time to reassert her presence. “Are you completely daft?” Both Beth and Josef looked at her in shock; they’d forgotten she was there. Erin cleared her throat. “There is nothing that boy wouldn’t do for you, you hear me? Nothing. He’d go to hell and back, if you asked him to.”

Beth shook her head. “You weren’t there, Erin. He spoke about Coraline with such passion. It was scary.”

Josef knelt down in front of her. “Beth, listen to me. I was there. I was a witness to the freak show. And I’m telling you that what he had with Coraline pales in comparison to what he has with you.”

Beth smiled half heartedly. “There are times I really hate you.”

Josef grinned. “And why is that?”

“For being right.”

“I try. Now get your ass over there and straighten him out. We’re gonna need him to help track down Thomas.”

Beth rose from her chair. Erin squeezed her hand. “Give him hell from me. I’d do it myself, but my warden here,” she nodded at Josef, “won’t let me out of this place.”

Beth glanced at Josef and Erin. “Thanks.” She turned and left the room, calling for a cab as she strode down the hall. Josef settled into the chair that Beth had just vacated. He seemed lost in thought.

“Are you thinking about Mick and Beth?” Erin asked. “I’m sure they’ll be fine.”

“I’m sure they will,” Josef said absently. “And, no, I wasn’t thinking about them.”

“So what were you thinking about?”

 “The last time I saw Thomas.”

Two of his people brought the shackled vampire into Josef’s office. The silver surrounding his ankles and wrists kept him sufficiently docile. Still, it didn’t prevent the venomous look on Thomas’s face. Josef was reminded again why he hated the younger vampire.

“That will be all, gentlemen.” The two guards backed off from the prisoner and exited the room. Thomas and Josef continued to look daggers at one another.

Josef spoke first. “Are you in any way insane?”

“Why would you ask me that?”

“Because you tried to kill me and because you threatened the exposure of our world with your antics. I can only conclude that they are the actions of an unstable mind.”

“Look, just because I refuse to kiss your ass –“

“Thomas, that’s enough,” Mick said from the doorway. “Stop trying to do yourself favors.”

“Where have you been?” Josef asked.


Josef could smell the fresh kill from across the room. Well done, my friend. He turned his attention back to Thomas. “Just tell me this. Why? Forget about me for a second. Why would you knowingly endanger the Tribe?”

Thomas looked at him with hateful eyes. “Because I could.”

Josef scoffed. “You just like destruction. You may hide behind that mask of law and order but deep down you revel in the chaos. You enjoy watching the world go to hell around you.” Thomas snarled. “Give me one good reason not to kill you.”

“Do what you have to,” Thomas spat.

Josef advanced on Thomas, machete in his hand.

“Josef, wait.”

“Stay out of this, Mick.”

Mick ignored him. He took Josef by the arm and guided him to a corner. “Don’t kill him, Josef.”

“Why the hell not? He tried to kill me. Nearly got you too. He doesn’t give a shit about you. He used you get to me. On top of which, his stupidity nearly exposed us. I refuse to be chased by an axe wielding, torch bearing mob. He needs to die.”

“I know that, Josef. But I can’t.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because if it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t be here. I’d have offed myself a long time ago, we both know that. I’m asking you, as a favor, not to kill him. Do whatever you must, just don’t kill him.”

Josef knew what he had to do. For his own safety as well as others, Thomas needed to be put down. But Mick’s plea touched a nerve Josef thought long dead. In his nearly four hundred years, he’d never had many close friends. He was always surrounded and always alone. Mick was different. He gave Josef a sense of companionship and camaraderie that has been missing in his undead life. Maybe it was because he saw himself in Mick; at least his younger self. Josef nodded slightly and turned back to Thomas.

“Get out of my city. If you ever set foot in Los Angeles again, I’ll kill you myself.”

Just as Josef was finishing the story, his cell phone rang. He fished it out of his pocket and answered. It was Beth. “Shouldn’t you be talking to Mick and not me?”

“I would if I knew where the hell he was.”

To be continued…    

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Current Location: with Mick
Current Mood: draineddrained
Current Music: Chris Cagle
heartagram_lala: Moonlight - Beth turnheartagram_lala on March 6th, 2008 07:30 am (UTC)
eeep mick where the hell are you, not good lol.

loved josef's flashback, and of course the convo with beth.
michellemtsumichellemtsu on March 6th, 2008 12:47 pm (UTC)
Yes, where did the angsty, depressed vampire go? Stay tuned...
sourfacekittysourfacekitty on March 6th, 2008 12:34 pm (UTC)
Where's Mick?? Like he always does, he runs away.

Love the Josef comment, "Why do I always have to be his Dr. Phil?"

Please update soon :)
michellemtsumichellemtsu on March 6th, 2008 12:48 pm (UTC)
Yeah, what's up with that running away thing? ;)
Bleu Daisy: Josef - You know I don't see howbleudaisy on March 6th, 2008 04:01 pm (UTC)
I really enjoyed how you showed both sides of Josef. He's both the caring friend and the vicious, snarky guardian of vamps in his city.

Best line: Josef spoke first. “Are you in any way insane?” LMAO...that was great! ^_^
allegritafangsallegritafangs on March 6th, 2008 06:00 pm (UTC)
I've got to agree with you, bleudaisy. That's my absolutely fave line of the whole chapter... :) and there are some great lines! I'm dying of curiosity, Michelle...write faster!!!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on March 6th, 2008 06:16 pm (UTC)
I'm trying. I have a concert tonight though.
allegritafangsallegritafangs on March 6th, 2008 06:36 pm (UTC)
Well...as a musician, I have to be supportive of the concert thing...but you're killing us, woman!! ;-) Are you performing or attending??
michellemtsumichellemtsu on March 6th, 2008 10:28 pm (UTC)
Attending. One of the great things about living in Music City is there's almost always something going on. This week is CRS (Country Radio Seminar) and there are a lot of small free shows all over town. Tonight id Eric Church and Chris Cagle.

Incidentally, I do play the drums, just not professionally or anything.
michellemtsumichellemtsu on March 6th, 2008 06:15 pm (UTC)
My sarcastic side really comes out in Josef. I'm so glad to liked that line.
britzfan: mick/bethbritzfan on March 6th, 2008 10:41 pm (UTC)
Great chapter!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on March 6th, 2008 11:01 pm (UTC)
hopeformb01 on March 7th, 2008 01:11 am (UTC)
Excellent chapter!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on March 7th, 2008 04:21 pm (UTC)