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05 November 2007 @ 07:41 pm
Fic: Demons, ch. 4  
Title: Demons
Rating: PG-13, for now
Word Count: 731
Pairing: Mick/Beth
Disclaimer: Thank you kind people of CBS, I bow down before you. Please don't hurt me!
Author's note: I had a lot of time to write today (3 chapters total). This is the second one! 2 down, 1 to go!

Chapter Four

Mick and Beth rode to Valhalla mostly in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Mick hated cemeteries. They reminded him of his own mortality, ironically enough. He knew all too well that is was quite easy to kill a vampire if you knew how. A well-placed chop or a roaring fire would be his end. He accepted that. Until then though, he would do what he could to keep humanity from destroying itself in his corner of the world.

Beth, however, was not thinking such morbid thoughts. She was all too aware of Mick sitting next to her, both hands casually gripping the steering wheel of the Mercedes. He tries so hard to maintain his humanity, she thought. She admired that about him. He understood her in a way that no one else had quite been able to. Josh tried, of course, but there are some experiences that can’t be explained. They must be lived. Mick just got her, and that was that.

Poor Josh. Beth knew she wasn’t being fair to him. It wasn’t Josh’s fault she was being distant and moody with him. He had a right to feel jealous of her time with Mick. No one really likes to share; humans are selfish that way. However, if Beth were being honest with herself, she knew that things with Josh hadn’t been right for a while. Even before she met Mick. It was like they were in some sort of weird time loop. The same routine over and over, day after day. They used to do things together, but that was months ago. At first, Beth attributed this to the stress of their respective careers, but that wasn’t the case. They had been just as busy when they met in that parking lot. So what was it? Being with Josh is the safe course, she realized. He was steady and reliable. And it was stifling her. Mick forced her out of her comfort zone and for the first time Beth felt free as well as safe. What does that mean?

Beth’s reverie was broken by their arrival at Valhalla. They got out of the convertible and made their way to the gate. Beth went to pull out her flashlight; Mick swatted her hand away.

“The moon’s bright enough; you don’t need that. Just stay close to me,” he told her.

Beth did as he asked. Together they made their way along the path to the aviation shrine.

“Let’s have a look around these tombstones. Don’t wander too far,” Mick said.

“OK,” Beth said, in a slightly sarcastic voice.

They headed in opposite directions. Mick noticed that the dirt around Amelia Earhart’s memorial was disturbed. He moved closer and sniffed the air. His vision was filled with the scuffle that occurred there. A portly old man was digging at the base. A vampire, young looking but in reality older than Mick, pounced on the man from behind. The spade went flying as the vampire tore the man’s throat out. “Where is it?” he growled, “what did you do with it?” The vampire never got an answer; the old man was dead.

Mick looked up. “Beth,” he called.

“What is it?”

“You were right. It was a vampire,” Mick informed her. “He was looking for something. Thought it was buried here.” Mick indicated the ground at the base of the memorial. There was nothing there. What was the vamp looking for? Where was the body? Well, that one shouldn’t be too hard to figure out, Mick thought. As Beth examined the ground at Mick’s feet, he got out his phone.

“Cleaner, Name and location, please,” a female voice answered.

“It’s Mick St. John.”

“I know you don’t need my services. What’s up?”

“You get called to Valhalla Cemetery in the last two weeks?” Mick asked.


“You get the vamp’s name?”

“You know I did. Not another turnie, is it?”

“No. But I’ve got one known corpse that you disposed of and four other possibles.”

“Four?! I’ve only been there once,” the Cleaner exclaimed.

“You wanna give me the name so I can catch this guy?”

The Cleaner sighed. “You owe me big time, St. John. Robert Ernst.”

Mick froze. “Robert Ernst, you sure?”

“Yeah, you know him?”

“The Robert Ernst I know is dead.” He hung up.

What on earth is going on?
Mick asked himself.

To be continued…
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a silent tsunami of stealthsundayschild on November 6th, 2007 02:22 am (UTC)
O.O Spooky. :P Lovin' it, as always.
michellemtsumichellemtsu on November 6th, 2007 02:35 am (UTC)
It's gonna get spookier!
Hufflepuff Forever!: ML Delicate flowerjacedesbff on November 6th, 2007 02:38 am (UTC)
You're killin' me! Seriously!! What happens next?! Yes, I'm completely sucked in, thank you very much. LOL I rarely read WIPs and this is why. AAGH!!! Like I could stop reading now.

Um, there's a compliment in there somewhere. :-)

Needless to say, I like it!!! Can't wait to see what comes next. :-)
michellemtsumichellemtsu on November 6th, 2007 02:59 am (UTC)
*revives you with the paddles* Don't die! Then you'd never find out what happens! I'm typing chapter five as we speak. Just hang on!
shippercrazed: moving mickshippercrazed on November 6th, 2007 02:48 am (UTC)
"Just stay close to me" "Don't wander too far".....
Honey, I'd be hanging on that man's arm walking thru that cemetary. Wouldn't have to tell me twice.
I no sooner asked for another chapter and another one popped up. Hmmmm.....I'd like to walk into my bedroom and see Mick St. John lying in my bed waiting for me. (Lets see if that one works !)
michellemtsumichellemtsu on November 6th, 2007 03:01 am (UTC)
As would I. But you know our Beth, she's independent! Sometimes she needs some reminding! :) More to come!
Say neversarisynn on November 6th, 2007 04:50 am (UTC)
I would like to second shippercrazed comment. I would also like to compliment you on your insane writing and posting skills. I have no idea how you write so well so quickly, but I take my hat off and bow to you.

*takes off hat and bows*
michellemtsumichellemtsu on November 6th, 2007 04:54 am (UTC)
No need for bowing! Seriously, know you guys are enjoying the story is enough for me!
Quick to scar, slow to heal.: Mickfemmephantom on November 6th, 2007 02:33 pm (UTC)
What a twist! ;) Great work so far.
heartagram_lala: Moonlight - Mick/Beth antiqueheartagram_lala on January 9th, 2008 05:33 pm (UTC)
oooooh, twist =P

beth should have taken the 'stay close' comment to mean, ravige my body, hahahaha