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20 April 2008 @ 11:07 pm
Love Is Never-Ending, ch. 30  
Title: Love Is Never-Ending
Rating: For Mature Adults
Pairing: Mick/Beth
Word Count: 2817
Disclaimer: If I owned ML, I would have been in NY today!
Author's note: We're here. Finally. I managed to tear myself away from the Comic Con threads long enough to finish this. I hope everyone enjoys it!

Chapter Thirty

Beth woke up around noon. She was surprised to find herself in her own bed. She couldn’t remember exactly how she’d gotten there. Much of what happened after she and Mick left the bar was a blur. She broke out in a lazy smile as she thought about the night before. She and Mick had completely lost themselves in each other, oblivious to everything and everyone. It was a night neither one of them would soon forget.

They were lying naked on the floor of the office. Mick was running his fingers along the smooth skin of Beth’s hip as she came down from her latest orgasm.

“How did we wind up down here?” Beth asked when she caught her breath.

Mick furrowed his brow. “I’m not sure, actually. Are you complaining?” he said in mock annoyance.

“No.” Beth turned on her side and kissed him. “Just curious.”

Abruptly they heard a crash coming from the bar. “What was that?” Beth asked.

Mick listened. “Sounds like a fight. Vampires and drinking don’t always mix.”

Beth looked at him incredulously. “You are talking about alcohol, right?”

“Yeah.” Mick grinned mischievously. “Maybe they need a calming feminine influence.”

“Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?”

“Maybe. I have been gone awhile. They probably think I bailed on my own party.”

“So you want to parade me in front of your friends?” Beth said, not fooled for a second.

“You should have seen the envious looks I got earlier when I showed them your picture.”

“So what are we waiting for?” Mick looked at her in shock. Never in a million years did he think she’d go for it. But he should have known better. There was no way her inquisitive mind could resist being in a room full of vampires. Beth was already pulling on her dress back on. Mick quickly followed suit with his clothes. They walked hand in hand down the hall; Mick unlocked and opened the door. He and Beth stepped into the bar and suddenly twenty pairs of eyes were on them.

Josef’s jaw dropped in shock. He blinked several times to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating. Mick and Beth were still standing there looking slightly disheveled. The heavy scent of sex left no doubt as to what they had been doing. Josef wasn’t the only one who noticed. A faint growl rolled across the room in a wave. Beth grip on Mick’s hand tightened. Mick suppressed a grin and cleared his throat.

“Um, hi, guys. Beth and I just wanted to say goodnight before we left.”

Josef decided to step in. “What you were going to leave without introducing your fiancé to your friends? Shame on you, Mick.”

Mick looked knowingly at Josef. “No, of course not. Come on, Beth, let me introduce you. Alright?”

Beth nodded. Together they made the rounds. To prevent Beth from being overwhelmed, the vampires introduced themselves in small groups. Beth was cordial with all of them. Mick kept fussing with her hair much to her annoyance. What she didn’t realize was that Mick was making the bite mark on her neck plain for everyone to see. It clearly marked her as his and prevented anyone from getting too friendly.

Every single vampire gave Mick the same look as they wandered the room. Beth was oblivious to the envious glares Mick got. Nor did she realize how the aroma of their recent lovemaking affected the vamps around her. They were unfailingly polite to her face but eyed her with desperate longing as soon as she was out of their sight. Mick couldn’t have wiped the proud smile off his face if he’d tried. Once he was satisfied that he’d tortured everyone enough, Mick took Beth home, where they made love until they were spent.

Beth stretched her arms above her head trying to work out some of the stiffness. Her legs were a little sore, but it was nothing she couldn’t handle, especially today. Smiling to herself, Beth got up and headed for the shower. She didn’t need to be at the hairdresser until three, but if her wedding night was going to be anything like last night, she needed to get moving. Mick would be furious if she didn’t eat anything; he watched her diet like a hawk. Being with a vampire occasioned certain sacrifices, like eating healthy and the nearly constant presence of bite marks. Beth stepped into the warm shower and washed the vestiges of her night with Mick away. Beth took extra care of the angry red mark on her throat; it was a good thing she’d decided to wear her hair down for the ceremony. With any luck, no one would notice it. Beth toweled herself dry and grabbed one of Mick’s shirts to wear. Then Beth went down to the kitchen for some breakfast. Beth had just finished her bagel and cream cheese when Mick descended the stairs wearing only his silk pajama bottoms.

“Afternoon, Mr. St. John.”

“Afternoon, soon-to-be Mrs. St. John,” Mick replied kissing her sweetly.

“I like the sound of that.”

“You doing OK?” Mick asked with a look on concern on his handsome face.

Beth smiled. “I was a little sore when I woke up, but other than that I’m fine.”

Mick brushed Beth’s hair back away from her neck. “Are you sure?” Mick gently ran his thumb over the wound on her throat. Beth covered his hand with hers.

“Yes, I’m sure. I got plenty of rest and I just finished eating. Nothing is going to go wrong today.”

“Famous last words.” Mick’s gaze lingered, his eyes filled with guilt. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“For biting you last night. You’re going to have a hell of a time explaining that away.”

“Is that what you’re worried about? It’s OK, really. I’d already decided to wear my hair down for the ceremony. It’ll be fine.”

Mick still looked concerned. I thought we were past this self-loathing thing. “Mick, I knew exactly what I was in for when I showed up last night. It was amazing and I wouldn’t change it.”

Mick grinned. “It was pretty amazing, huh?”

Beth grinned. She stood up on tip toes and kissed his mouth. Mick growled and pulled her up against him. Beth molded her body into his wrapping her arms around his neck. Beth moaned as Mick slid his tongue into her mouth dancing with hers. Beth eventually needed air; she broke away from Mick’s mouth gasping. Mick leaned his head down, their foreheads touching.

“If we keep this up we’re liable to miss our own wedding,” Mick observed.

“Not really seeing the downside.”

“OK, if you want Josef to come barging in here…”

Beth sighed. “I guess you’re right.” Reluctantly, she eased herself out of Mick’s embrace. “I’m gonna change and head out. I have to pick up Erin and my cousin Charlotte for our hairdressing appointment.” She paused. “I guess I’ll see you in a few hours.”

“Count on it.” Mick watched Beth go back upstairs. Then he opened up his secret fridge and retrieved a bag of blood. Pouring it into a glass, Mick contemplated his day. He was getting married. Again. It felt the same, yet different. The nervousness was there, but the feverish urgency was gone. He’s been so desperate to marry Coraline, afraid that she would disappear. But Beth wasn’t disappearing. If the past couple of days had taught him anything, it was that. Mick took a long swig from his glass. Yes, Beth had seen the best and worst of him; her love was unwavering.

Mick’s reverie was interrupted by Beth returning downstairs. She grabbed her car keys and purse before heading for the door. She cast one last look at Mick. He gave her that adorable half smile and she felt her knees go weak. Beth clutched the door handle to keep herself upright. She wanted nothing more than to run into his arms and stay there. But she would get to go that soon enough. She smiled back at him and left.

Mick polished off his glass of blood and washed it out in the sink. What am I supposed to do all afternoon? He didn’t like the idea of spending it alone. Sighing, Mick headed upstairs to shower. When he was finished, Mick toweled off and wandered to his closet to find something to wear. He didn’t want to go around in his monkey suit all day. Mick grabbed some jeans and his favorite gray sweater and put them on. He eyed the garment bag holding his tux warily. He had at least four hours to kill. Now what? The thought that came to him was so ridiculously simple he was surprised it took him this long. Grinning, Mick grabbed the tux and left the apartment.

He arrived at Josef’s about a half hour later. His best man looked surprised to see him at this time of day. “What are you doing here, Mick? I half expected to drag you semi-conscious to your own wedding.”


“You can’t tell me that after that little display last night, you and Beth didn’t go at it like rabbits when you got home.”

Mick cast his eyes to floor, embarrassed more for Beth’s sake than his own. “Noticed that, huh?”

“Mick, I think the guys in the space station noticed.”

Mick decided that a change of subject was in order. “Don’t tell me you’re working today?”

“Just finishing, actually. I intend to be incommunicado for the rest of the day. And you still haven’t answered my question.”

Mick tossed the garment bag across the empty chair. “I was bored,” he said honestly.

“So you decided to come over here and pester me.”

“Pretty much.”

Josef looked at the clock on the wall. “Well, we’ve got time. How about we do something constructive?”

Mick flowed Josef out of the office. As they headed down the hall, Mick realized where they were going. Of course.

“I believe I was beating you when we were so rudely interrupted last night,” Josef said, tossing Mick a cue.

“This is your idea of constructive?”

“Consider it a lesson in humility.” Josef made the first break and they spent the next couple of hours playing pool. They bantered good-naturedly and generally enjoyed each other’s company. However, the closer the clock drew to five thirty, the more distracted Mick became. When he missed a simple shot to the corner, Josef put down his cue.

“What is your problem?”


“Don’t give me that. I know you, Mick.”

Mick mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like “You wouldn’t understand.”

“What wouldn’t I understand?”

“Drop it, Josef.”

Josef walked around the edge of the pool table and stopped in front of Mick. “You’re getting married in less than two hours! I’m will not drop it! Because if you’re even thinking about not going through with it, then I’m gonna kick your ass into the next time zone.”

Mick looked at Josef with wounded eyes. “Of course I want to go through with it! I want it more than anything in my whole life. How could you think that of me?”

It was Josef’s turn to look wounded. “I’m sorry, Mick, but what was I supposed to think? You nearly abandoned her a few days ago! Now you’re all with the ‘woe is me’ look. My mind immediately jumped to the worst case scenario.”

“Look, I know I’m not the poster child for sticking around when the going gets tough. But believe me; I want this thing with Beth.”

Josef exhaled slowly. “Good. Then what’s bothering you?”

“I still don’t understand why she wants it.”

“Do you need to?”

“Yes. No.” Mick paused. “No, I guess I don’t.”

Josef could tell Mick was lying. When he spoke his voice was soft. “Love doesn’t have any rhyme or reason to it, Mick. It just is. Now whether you understand why or not, Beth loves you. What the two of you have is rare and precious.” Josef couldn’t keep the envy out of his voice as he said, “Don’t throw it away because you think you don’t deserve her. Believe me, I know.”

Mick saw the pain and envy in Josef’s eyes. He knew there was a story there, but knew better than to ask. Another time. “Thanks, man.”

Josef’s eyes brightened. “Come on, let’s get you hitched.”

As it turns out Mick and Josef were not the only ones having a heart to heart. Beth was at the dressing table staring in the mirror. Josef had set up a tent for her and the bridesmaids to get ready in right next to the pier. Beth smoothed the satin of her gown for the tenth time, when Erin came up behind her.

“Nervous, dear?”

Beth jumped. “Erin! You scared me!”

“I’m sorry. I just wanted to give you these.” She handed Beth the sapphire studs.

“Erin, they’re gorgeous. Thank you.”

Beth put the studs in and examined her reflection. She had been right. With her hair down, no one would notice the bite mark, unless they were looking for it. Beth’s cousin and maid of honor, Charlotte, poked her head in. “Everything’s ready, Beth.”

“OK, just give me a second.”

Erin took her hand. “Are you absolutely certain you want this?”

Beth looked quizzically at her. “You’re the last person I thought would try to talk me out of it.”

“I’m not. He’s my sister’s baby. She’s not here, so I’m filling in for her. I just want to make sure you know exactly what you’re in for.”

Beth smiled. “I’ve never been surer of anything in my life. I know Mick’s not the easiest person to live with. We’ll fight. We’ll argue. But a world without him is a world that I don’t want to live in.”

Erin patted Beth hand fondly. “That’s good enough for me.” The old lady left the tent and allowed an usher to guide her to her place in the front row. The sun had just slipped below the horizon; the sky was a lovely golden color. It was time.

Mick and Josef took their places on the right side of the altar. Beth of them stood somewhat awkwardly in their tuxes. Josef nervously fingered the rings as they waited. The string quartet began the wedding march as the bridesmaids, led by Charlotte, came down the aisle. Then everyone stood as Beth appeared. Mick was speechless. She was nothing short of stunning. Beth gripped her gardenia and blue lily bouquet tighter. She locked eyes with Mick as she began her solo walk down the aisle. Beth failed to notice the appreciative murmurs that followed her. Nor did she notice the gorgeous gardenia and lily laced altar. As Mick grew bigger in her field of vision, he smiled encouragingly. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Beth reached him. Mick’s smile grew bigger as he took Beth’s elbow and faced the justice of the peace. He could hear Beth’s heart thumping wildly in her chest and rubbed his thumb on her arm to calm her.

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the joining of Mick St. John and Beth Turner in holy matrimony…” Mick missed most of the rest; he was too busy stealing glances at Beth. Happiness radiated off her in waves.

Beth handed her bouquet to Charlotte and turned to face Mick. The justice of the peace cleared his throat. “Do you, Mick, take Beth to be your lawful wedded wife? Do you promise to love, honor and keep her, for better or worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, so long as you both shall live?”

“I do.” Mick took the ring from Josef and placed it on Beth’s ring finger.

“Do you, Beth, take Mick to be your lawful wedded husband? Do you promise to love, honor and keep him, for better or worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, so long as you both shall live?”

“I do.” Beth accepted the ring from Josef and slid it onto Mick’s finger.

“Then by the power vested in me by the state of California, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

Mick’s lips were on Beth’s before she could blink. He slid his hands into her hair and dragged her head closer. Beth slid her tongue along Mick’s bottom lip and he opened to admit her. Beth wrapped her arms around his neck. As they kissed hungrily, he hollers and cat calls went on around them. Josef looked over at Erin and grinned. She gave him the thumbs up and winked. Mick and Beth finally came up for air and walked arm in arm to their waiting limo like they were the only two people on earth.

To be continued…


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heartagram_lala: Moonlight - Mick/Beth beach lookheartagram_lala on April 21st, 2008 04:30 am (UTC)

i LOVE IT!!!!!!!

yay yay yay yay yay!!!

*hands cookies*


so we ... get the wedding night??? *wink wink*
michellemtsumichellemtsu on April 21st, 2008 04:42 am (UTC)
Thanks for the cookies! Yes, we'll get to the wedding night. We have to have the reception first! ;)
heartagram_lala: Moonlight - Beach dateheartagram_lala on April 21st, 2008 04:45 am (UTC)
can they totally ravage each other at the reception... u know, put on a show, bahahaha.
michellemtsumichellemtsu on April 21st, 2008 04:52 am (UTC)
I don't know. Mick's gonna sing though!
heartagram_lala: Moonlight - Give you my heartheartagram_lala on April 21st, 2008 06:08 am (UTC)
sourfacekitty: Meth is my cracksourfacekitty on April 21st, 2008 11:54 am (UTC)
How sweet!! Nice chapter! I can't wait until the reception to find out which song Mick's gonna play.

Please update soon :]
michellemtsumichellemtsu on April 21st, 2008 02:00 pm (UTC)
All will be revealed soon, I promise!
britzfan: Mick/Bethbritzfan on April 21st, 2008 01:39 pm (UTC)
Great chap!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on April 21st, 2008 01:59 pm (UTC)
allegritafangsallegritafangs on April 21st, 2008 10:38 pm (UTC)
Oh, oh...so sweet. The memory was (ooh la la!), the morning conversation was darling, the Mick-Josef conversation was spot-on, the wedding was just exactly sentimental enough.
*sigh* I can't wait for the reception and the wedding night!
hee hee hee...so much fun.
michellemtsumichellemtsu on April 21st, 2008 10:50 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad you liked it! I was hoping it wasn't too sappy. Sappy just annoys me to no end. Sweet, yes. Sappy, no.
Michelle: Moonlight never let you go Mick/Bethmrs_boyscout on May 5th, 2008 12:06 pm (UTC)
Yea! The happy, happy wedding. No craziness to screw it up.

Beautiful and excellent description of it!