Freshie Friday!! Twisted Chapter Five

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Stephanie, the author of some of my favorite blogs is back with a new one.  Check it out!  Here's a brief synopsis of the story.

...Tears From Me..., written by Stephanie, the author of Macyn and Dreams From Yesterday, will follow the lives of Amanda Avery and Gavin Hart along their intriguing journey in discovering what truly has become important in their lives.  Along this journey, they will encounter a murder that will cause them to think twice about their futures and realize they may not be who they thought they were.

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This is an AU Moonlight story. What if Mick regularly fed fresh when Beth discovered the truth about him? Come along for the 5 part adventure and find out!

*DISCLAIMER* If you recognize anyone in this story, I don't own them. Only the story idea is mine.

Thanks for waiting so patiently for this chapter. I appreciate all the kind thoughts and prayers that were sent out to me. The mean so much, especially when things are so tough. I've missed you all!

I hope you'll enjoy this chapter. It's very long, but a lot needed to happen! Enjoy!!!




They both undressed in record time and were on the couch, skin to skin. Beth wrapped herself around Mick’s taut body like she had done it a million times. They fit together perfectly.

Mick’s mouth descended onto hers and kissed her lovingly, taking his time to enjoy the feel of her warm mouth as it moved lazily against his. As badly as he wanted her though he didn’t think it was a good idea; she had been through a lot today and he started to back off a bit, simply holding her close to him. He reveled in the steady beat of her heart against his chest.

“I love you,” he said simply.

“I know. I love you too,” she replied, kissing him again. She noticed he seemed to be pulling back a bit and it puzzled her. “Hey, what’s the deal?”

Mick knew exactly what she was asking. He kissed her lips and then the tip of her nose before speaking. “Beth, you’ve had a really hard day. I think maybe we should just go to sleep, okay? I’ll still be here in the morning, I promise.”

Beth couldn’t help but fight a yawn; she knew he was right but she didn’t want to admit defeat. “There is such a thing as ‘quickies’ you know St. John!”

“Yes, but you deserve so much more. I don’t want to rush anything baby, I want to take my time and kiss and caress every bit of you. So tomorrow, okay?”

Another yawn overtook her and she finally nodded. “Don’t you need to sleep in your freezer?” she asked.

“Why, trying to get rid of me?”

She felt him grin against her cheek and she reached between them and tweaked his nipple.

“Hey, that’s not fair! Hm, maybe you aren’t so tired after all!” he joked. He kissed her and then added, “I can do without the freezer tonight, okay? I just want to hold you in my arms while we sleep.”

“Mick St. John, those are the sweetest words you have ever spoken to me.” She yawned again and snuggled down against his chest. “Goodnight Mick,” she murmured.

“Good night Beth. Sleep well.”



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Dawn came and went and still they slept, wrapped around one another in a snug embrace. Mick woke slowly, feeling Beth against him and enjoyed the warmth of her skin against his own. He looked down at her head, snuggled against his chest and smiled as her soft breaths blew gently and teased the hair on his chest. He wanted this moment to last forever.

Her color was better this morning he noticed and he sent up a small prayer of thanks for that. It had been horrible to have to drink her blood in the desert but she had saved him and he felt like the luckiest man alive because of it. They really were a good team and he hoped that she would want that, maybe even more than that. Would she move in here with him he wondered? Marry him someday even?

A wry thought occurred to him and he decided that today he had to go shopping and get a bed, a real bed that they could share. Also, get some groceries in here and whatever else she might need. He admitted that he really had no true idea of what a human female might need though so he would have to get a bit help with that. He also needed to get a key made.

He chastised himself before he got too carried away because the truth was she might not want to move in here with him. Mick admired her independence as well as her strength and determination and those things might not make moving in here something she would want to do. Suddenly he was aware that she was looking up at him wearing a smile.

“You look pretty serious this morning. Is everything okay?” she asked as she leaned up to kiss his lips.

He returned his kiss enthusiastically and soon it deepened, her mouth opening under his as she melted against him. When she finally pulled away to catch her breath she said, “Good morning!” and then placed a kiss on his neck. She instinctively honed in on the vein and rubbed her tongue up and down it, stroking it lightly and driving him crazy. When he felt her teeth nip lightly at he pulled away. He needed to talk to her and if she continued he knew that wasn’t going to happen, not right away anyway.

So what’s an hour or so Mick?

“Um Beth, that feels wonderful but I really want to talk to you.” He kissed her forehead and then sat up, pulling her with him and making sure she was wrapped in the afghan.

“What’s up Mick? You seem so serious,” she told him, watching his face as he tried to think of how to say it all.

Just talk about the bed and a few basics he decided. Don’t over-whelm her with too many details.

“I’m going shopping today Beth, uh, for a bed. Do you have any preference?”

Her face lit up and she laughed. “What, the couch getting a little too cozy for you Mick?”

“No, I was thinking about other things that we could do in the comfort of a nice large bed? What do you think?”

“Other things huh? Like what?” she teased, tracing a finger down his chest and circling one of his nipples which immediately grew hard. It wasn’t the only thing that was hard she noticed since she was sitting in his lap. She shifted so that she was sitting directly on him and she wiggled herself back and forth over him and was rewarded with a groan. “Like that?”

Mick could feel her wetness spreading over him and smell her arousal and suddenly he didn’t care if they talked about the bed. He lifted her hips and then settled her back down on his aching length and she let out a sigh.

Her hips immediately started working, up and down and twisting in small circles so that he rubbed in all the right places. His head dipped down and captured a rosy pink nipple that immediately blossomed under his ministrations. Beth threw her head back in pleasure, exposing her lovely neck to him and he watched the blood in her veins pound rapidly through them. It was a sirens song and one he couldn’t risk this morning; he had taken too much yesterday.

Beth rode him fiercely, and they both thrilled to the sounds of their lovemaking. Mick dipped a finger down between them and found her swollen love knot and rubbed it gently. She instantly became even wetter and increased her pace, almost frantic now for the sweet oblivion of release.

Mick felt her body start to clench around him, holding him tightly and he knew she was there and he let go too. He brought his arm to his mouth as he felt her spasms begin and she moaned through her orgasm. He bit himself and joined her and she felt the warm rush of his release as it flooded her body.

Beth leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck and she caught her breath. “Why didn’t you bite me Mick?”

“Oh baby, I wanted to but I took too much blood yesterday. You need a couple of days to recover, okay? I’m fine, it was okay for me, I promise.”

She nodded in understanding but said, “I get that, but I love it when you do it. It makes it so much better for me.”

“I know baby, I do. Soon, I promise.”

They were quiet for a few minutes and Mick brought the subject of the bed up again. “So, you have no preference for a bed?”

“Right now I’m really digging the couch Mick. Ask me later,” she told him with a giggle.

He laughed and scooped her up into his arms and carried her up to the bathroom so they could shower.

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As they got dressed Mick commented, “You know, you uh, could actually leave something here, for when you stay over, if you want.” He tried to be nonchalant about it but he was afraid it only sounded desperate.

“You want me to stay over sometimes? Really?” she asked, totally pleased. “I could do that, but where would we put my things?”

“Well, I was thinking that when I bought the bed and I could buy the furniture to go with it and then there would be a place for your things. I have another room up here and it would make a nice bedroom.” He watched her reaction and felt his stomach do flip-flops when she was so obviously pleased. “Oh, and I thought I could get you some groceries too, so you have something to eat. You want to make me a list?”

“Sure, that would be good. I’m hungry now, so I’ll stop on the way to Buzzwire for something. What about you?” What she was really asking was if he was going to Josef’s to eat.

“I have some blood in the fridge downstairs, I’ll have that Beth.” He felt she needed a bit of reassurance on the subject.

“Oh. Okay. That sounds good.” She nodded and felt suddenly happier at that news. She smiled at him as she looked into the mirror to make sure that she looked okay. “I’ve got to go, okay? Um, the bed stuff, whatever you like will be fine.”

He nodded and followed her down the stairs and to the door. She kissed him before she left and as she walked down the hall his eyes followed every step, taking in the gentle swell of her hips as she walked. When the elevator door opened she turned and blew him a kiss before stepping in, light-hearted and happy.

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Right before she left Buzzwire her phone rang twice; the first time it was Josh and she ignored that call but the second time it was Mick and she immediately picked up.

“Hey, so you want to come over and see the bedroom?” he asked, excitement in his voice.

“Sure, I wouldn’t miss it. Uh, how about if I stop at my place and pick up a few things, you know, to put in those drawers?”

Mick grinned like an idiot; she wanted to see him tonight! And, she was bringing things to put in the drawers too. “Would you like me to meet you there, in case you need help? I mean, carrying things.”

“Sure. I’m on my way out now. So, see you in um, 20 minutes or so?”

“Okay. Bye,” he said and pushed the end button. He looked around the room that he had done just for her and he hoped she would like it. He cast one last look around the room to ensure that everything was perfect and then headed out the door on the way to Beth’s apartment.

When he got there Beth was just pulling up. Together they walked up the stairs, fingers entwined, both of them smiling broadly. At her door Mick scented something disturbing, the heated scene she had with Josh the other night and it was terrible. He also knew that Josh didn’t believe it was over and that Beth would still have to deal with him again.

Inside the apartment Beth hung her jacket up on the hooks by the door and made her way into the kitchen to set her purse down on the counter. “Hey, while I gather some clothes and things could you pack my computer into the case there? I’ll need it and somehow I feel naked without it.”

“Naked isn’t such a bad thing Beth,” he teased and then he laughed as he saw her impudently stick her tongue out at him. He almost made a flippant remark about bad girls but decided that if they started on that they would never get out of here. Plus, there was too much Josh still left in the room; he could scent him all over and he had no intention making love to Beth while smelling that.

Instead, he headed over to the desk and started packing up the necessary equipment so that she would be able to use her computer. After he was done he went into her bedroom and watched as she sorted through things to take with her. It wasn’t a huge amount but it was enough to make him see that she intended staying with him a lot. He couldn’t help the grin that lit up his face.

“What are you grinning at?” she asked as she folded night things into neat little piles. Beautiful, scanty night things he realized. He saw her removing the tags on some of it and realized it had never been worn which made him grin even more.

Mick’s brain started racing to think of an answer because he doubted she would like the truth. “Just watching how neatly you are folding everything. I hadn’t expected you to be so neat I guess.” He hoped the answer would satisfy her.

Beth knew a line when she heard it but let it go. It was disconcerting having him in her bedroom and while she wanted him really badly, she wouldn’t do it with him in the bed she had shared with Josh. A new bed would be on her list as well.

Beth packed it all away into a large suitcase and then went into the bathroom for toiletries. Mick heard her humming while she was in there but couldn’t place the tune. This felt so intimate, being here with her in her bedroom as she rummaged around in the bathroom and suddenly he knew he had to get out of there.

“Hey Beth, I think I’ll take the suitcase and computer down to the car okay? I’ll be right back up,” he said, already on his way.

As he came down the steps he was lost in the emotions that were overpowering him; he had never been so happy in his entire life. But that joy kept him from noticing Josh sitting in his car across the street, watching Mick as he loaded the suitcase and computer into the car.

Josh knew it; he knew that all this involved Mick St. John. Now Beth was apparently moving in with him. Well, not if he had anything to say about it that is. When Mick headed back into the apartment Josh started his car and drove away, determined to figure out a way to make Beth see what a mistake this was.



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When Beth and Mick got back to his building she pulled the Prius into the space next to his and hopped out. Mick was already waiting for her and she smiled because he was practically bouncing up and down with happiness. He wore that goofy, half grin he sometimes got when he was really happy and it made her feel good too. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him enthusiastically.

“Whoa Beth, let’s get upstairs,” he laughed.

“What, afraid of a little excitement down here? It could be fun!”

He shook his head and picked up her bag and the computer and headed to the elevator. “C’mon, let’s go upstairs! I have a lot to show you.”

As soon as the door closed behind them Beth made a dash for the stairs. At the bottom step she turned to Mick and said, “C’mon Mick! I’ll race you!”

He laughed and before she even knew it he was past her and waiting at the top of the stairs, bags and all. She blinked her surprise and giggled, taking the stairs two at a time in order to get to him. At the top stair she leaned up and kissed him and then walked past him, throwing a sultry look over her shoulder.

Mick was a smart guy and before she knew it he had set the bags down and scooped her up into his arms. They stood in front of the bedroom door and Mick asked, “Ready?”

Beth’s response was a giggle and a nod. “Okay, close your eyes!” Mick opened the door and carried her in.

“Carrying me over the threshold?” she teased and then grew embarrassed as she realized how her words must have sounded to him. Great, now he thinks I’m not only moving in but looking to get married!

Mick looked at her, trying to decipher her words. Would she even consider marrying me? He wished he dared to ask because nothing would make him happier. Try as hard as he might to be a 21st century guy, the truth was that he was still an ‘old school’ kind of guy and when you loved someone, you married them.

He sat her down on the floor and told her she could open her eyes. When she opened them and took in the sights before her she sighed at the beauty of the room.

“Oh Mick, its perfect! She walked forward to the large king size pedestal bed, in a beautiful teak finish. Four large carved posts decorated each corner and Beth ran her hands lovingly over the smoothly polished wood. The dresser, chest and night stands were all of the same polished teak. The duvet and bedding were all a rich coral color, with cream colored accents. It was girlish enough to please her but the wood of the furnishings also gave it a masculine feel.

She stepped up on the pedestal and sat on the bed, running her fingers over the satiny duvet. She looked up at Mick who was watching her reactions and she patted the bed beside her. “Are you going to stand there all night or are we going to try it out?”

Her words and the fiery look in her eyes made him suck in a deep breath. He could swear that her eyes flashed a dark blue for an instant; a look of intense desire and for a moment his eyes flashed silver in response. They stared into each other’s eyes for a few heartbeats and Beth licked her lips in anticipation.

He finally moved forward to her and she rose from the bed and met him halfway. He pulled her against him and she felt the heated proof of his desire pressing against her belly. He kissed her, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss that seared them both. Beth tipped her head back and Micks mouth slid down, over her jaw where he placed small nibbling kisses only to glide even farther down, to her neck. She arched her neck, offering it to him and thrilled to feel his mouth lovingly kiss it. His tongue traced the vein that was pulsing frantically and he pulled gently at the silken skin with his blunt teeth until her knees started to give away and she was trembling.

His mouth glided back up to her rosy lips that were parted as they waited for his kiss. He scooped her up and carried her back to the bed and gently laid her down on the bedcovers. He stood above her, staring at her beauty and a low growl escaped him as he smelled her desire for him.

“Let’s get rid of a few of these clothes, hm?” he said, unbuttoning her blouse slowly. His eyes never left hers as one by one the buttons opened revealing her satiny skin. His eyes swept downward to look at her as he drew a finger down her neck and over her collar bone. His mouth followed the path, nibbling along the way. Goosebumps rose in the wake of his mouth and Beth shivered with desire.

Mick eased her blouse off of her and slipped his fingers into the sheer lace of her bra, dipping to find nipples that were already puckered with need. His mouth captured one through the lace of her bra and tugged gently on it. A small mewl of desire escaped Beth’s lips and Mick smiled as he gave her other breast the same attention.

Her heart was racing and the scent of her arousal filled his senses, enthralling him, making him want her so badly that he had to fight himself to wait to take her. He reached down and unfastened the clasp of the bra and she shrugged out of it. He tossed it carelessly to the floor, joining her blouse. Mick then unfastened her slacks and slid them down her legs, letting his hands caress her skin as he went. One final tug pulled them free from her feet and she lay before him, wearing only tiny lace panties.

He stared at her, mesmerized as he realized he could see the proof of her desire through the lace, the outline of her swollen lips and the tight knot of desire that were already bathed in the juices of her need for him. Mick swallowed hard and repeated the action as he imagined tasting her.

Beth looked into his eyes that were just beginning to silver with his need. She slipped her panties off and handed them to him. He raised them to his face and inhaled, letting the scent of her arousal flow through him. His eyes raked at her hungrily, first watching the pulse that was thrumming wildly in her neck and then down to the twin rosebuds that topped the swell of her breasts. Finally they came to rest on the blonde curls that covered her wet folds. A finger slipped between them and he stroked delicately, feeling the slickness of her juices cover his fingers.

He delved first one and then another finger into her silken depths, stroking her until he felt her muscles grip him in response. When he pulled his fingers out of her he slipped them into his mouth and tasted her which sent an immediately signal to his inner vamp. It demanded to come out and Mick quickly removed his clothes and joined her on the bed, spreading her legs apart a bit farther before burying his face in her honeyed folds. His mouth and lips paid homage to her, before his tongue started a slow and sensual dance up and down the slippery valley. He lightly sucked on her flesh and was rewarded with a loud moan as she pushed her hips up to his mouth, urging him to lick harder and faster.

Mick was happy to oblige. He worshiped her, kissing and licking until she was coming undone for him, her hips gyrating wildly with her release. After she settled down a bit he started kissing his way upwards until he could capture her mouth in a searing kiss.

“Mick, I want to taste you, please?” she begged as she reached for his hardened length.

“No Beth, tonight it’s all about you,” he murmured against her neck, nuzzling it with his lips before nipping lightly at it. He slid himself into her depths, driving all the way in before kissing her mouth again. His tongue stroked her boldly, twisting and entwining with hers as their tongues mated in a scorching dance that melted them both.

Beth’s legs came around Micks hips and she moved with him; coming together and then moving smoothly apart. On and on it went until both of them were panting and ready to come.

“Please Mick, bite me,” she begged, aching for the bite that connected them.

He wanted that bite, but he was so afraid it was too soon. He decided that he’d only bite and take a mouthful, just one. He needed her, the essence of her. She saw the vamp emerge in him and thrilled as she realized she had won, that he would bite her. Her neck arched in invitation and after a few more strokes he was ready, they both were and he lowered his head, sniffing along the vein to find the right spot.

Beth fell over the edge when she felt his mouth on her neck and when the bite came she immediately shattered again, screaming his name. Goose bumps covered her body and her hips jerked wildly, pushing against him in abandon.

When his fangs sank into the delicate skin of her neck Mick almost swooned with the pleasure that the bite brought him. He let her sweet, passion filled blood flow over his tongue as he took one mouthful, then another before he pulled his mouth away because he couldn’t trust himself to stop. He gently licked at the marks, sealing them with a final kiss and then rolled to his side, pulling her with him.

Mick listened as her breathing returned to normal and her heartbeat slowed a bit. Beth rested her head against his chest and her fingers played lightly in the fine hairs that covered his chest. She sighed and curled up a bit tighter.

“Are you cold Beth?” he asked, immediately worried about her.

“Um, a little. Can we get under the covers?” she asked, smiling up at him.

He stood up and pulled the covers back, sliding them under her body so she didn’t have to get up. “Um, satin sheets! Wow Mick, you really went all out.”

He grinned and went to the dresser and lit a candle that was on top of it. It cast a warm mellow glow about the room and in the flickering light he could see her eyes sparkle as she smiled at him.

He crawled back into the bed with her and she snuggled closer, wrapping an arm around him and draping her leg over his.

“Happy?” he dared to ask; he held his breath waiting for her answer.

“Yes. I’ve never been happier! But there is one thing wrong; just one tiny little thing really!” she teased.

He looked at her with alarm, almost afraid to ask. “What’s wrong baby?”

“I’m starving! Do you think we can go downstairs and find some of that food you bought me?”

He gave her the lop-sided grin again and said, “Whatever you want!”



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The next few days flew past as Beth and Mick worked a case involving a missing call girl, a dead call girl and a juvenile delinquent 16 year old vampire who was going on 197 years old. It was actually two cases that turned out to be the same one and when it was done one of the girls went home with her parents and the other was buried, lost to this world.

It was a difficult case and made both Mick and Beth think about their lives and the newfound happiness they shared. When they weren’t working they made love and shared meals. Mick was self-conscious at first about drinking his meals in front of her, but she finally got it though to him that it didn’t bother her a bit. Once or twice he had a ‘fresh’ meal at Josef’s and although Beth wasn’t thrilled about it, she accepted it when Mick assured her there was nothing going on but feeding.

She understood all that better after the situation in the desert. When it finally occurred to her that he truly did see the freshies as only food she was okay with it. Well, if she were really honest maybe not ‘okay’ but she could live with it. It was a part of his life and so she accepted it.

What bothered her the most was knowing that the girls felt pleasure in his bite. It wasn’t that she wanted him to hurt them, but did he have to make them so damn happy? She decided that she just couldn’t think about it anymore and put it out of her mind.

A few days after they wrapped the call girls murder up she got a call from Mo to cover a fashion shot. Mo was pissed because Beth refused to bring in cameras to cover the reuniting of the one of the girls and her parents and since them Mo had sent her on every type of shoot except for crime stories, knowing how much Beth detested it. So that afternoon Beth and Steve found themselves at a high-fashion shoot with models who were veritable stick figures in clothes as Beth described, ‘fashion only a broomstick could wear’. Steve teased her about her harsh and condescending attitude but she didn’t care, the whole shoot was boring.

Until Renee Beresford, one of the models collapsed into convulsions and died, right in front of them all. Steve captured it all on tape and Beth counted that a stroke of luck.

They were getting ready to file their report when Carl and Josh walked in, taking charge of the crime scene. Beth could only stare at Josh for a moment; they hadn’t seen each other since she broke up with him.

“Beth,” Josh said, smiling at her. This could be just what he needed he decided to get her back.

“Hi Josh…Carl,” she said, nodding to the detective.

“You get any video on this Beth?” Carl asked.

“Yes.”

“I’m gonna need that tape he said,” and Beth’s curiosity immediately kicked in and she asked why.

“I’m going to have to ask you to leave this crime scene,” Carl countered as Steve handed him the tape.

“Crime scene?” Beth asked.

Josh told her, “I’m asking you not to follow this story Beth.”

“Why? Since when did this become a crime scene Josh?”

He didn’t answer but only walked her to the door, thinking of what he wanted to say to her. “Hey Beth, things have been really crazy lately, but how about dinner soon, just so we can talk?”

“Josh, we said everything we needed to say,” she told him, already dismissing the idea.

“Yeah, I know how you feel but come on Beth, we were together for a year! Don’t you feel like you owe me a dinner to, I don’t know, finish things out?”

“Closure? You want closure? Is that what this is about Josh?”

It absolutely wasn’t; he figured if he could get her alone he could talk some sane, rational sense into her. But he was willing to play whatever cards he had in order to get what he wanted. “Yes, I need that Beth. Please?”

“Okay. I’ll call you next week and we can talk.”

Beth walked to the Buzzwire van unaware of the satisfied smile that Josh wore.

On the way back to Buzzwire Beth asked Steve, “Have you ever heard of Club Valis?”

Steve frowned for a moment and replied, “Nope. What is it?”

“Some new club in town. One of the models I talked to mentioned that Renee was there last night and that this morning she said that she was quitting modeling. Something must have happened there.

“Maybe. Who knows? So how pissed is Mo going to be that we don’t have a tape?” he grinned.

Beth laughed, but it was a wry laugh. Mo was going to be plenty pissed but Beth was already working on a way to redeem herself. She needed back on the crime beat.



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Beth did some research and found Club Valis and made plans to head there that evening. She got ready from her apartment because Mick was working on some case for Josef. She spent way too much time getting ready but she knew how those clubs worked, you had to look fantastic to get past the doorman and she definitely wanted past.

At the door she got right in and after talking to a few people discovered a VIP room that had her curious. She couldn’t get past the door guard though and she left, puzzling over how to make it past him.

She lucked out when she got a call from Ryan at the morgue saying she could look at Renee’s body. Beth discovered that there had been a computer chip in Renee’s hand and she remembered how the door guard scanned her hand before refusing her entry. She knew that she had found her invitation.

She ran into Mick outside and he told her he could help with the microchip issue. While he was implanting it in her hand he told her about what he was working on for Josef. He was trying to find a woman named Lola who had made off with a million of Josef’s dollars. He had tracked her and found out that she had bought a large amount of silver, which was deadly to vamps. Beth told him that what had likely killed Renee Beresford was silver that she got in a drug at Club Valis. Mick decided he needed to check the club out with Beth.

Outside Club Valis they went their separate ways; Mick to gain entry through a window because he didn’t have a chip and Beth through the door. When the door guard scanned her hand he let her in but immediately went to Lola and told her that Beth had Renee’s chip.

Upstairs was like some kind of drug parlor, people engaged in various acts, some sexual and some not but all apparently under the influence of some kind of drug. A server came by and offered Beth Black Crystal, which she accepted and slipped into her purse.


“We prefer you consume it on the premises,” a sultry voice with a British accent said.

Beth looked at the woman; she was beautiful and she looked at Beth with a penetrating gaze that disconcerted her.

“I’m going to share it with a friend,” she said.

Just then Mick appeared and said, “Am I late? You must be Lola.”

“And you are?” she asked, immediately recognizing that he was a vamp.

“We have a mutual friend. He’s worried about you.”

“Trust me, he’s not worried. Is this your little friend here?” She walked around Beth, eyeing her and said to her, “Your friend and I have something in common but you can see that can’t you?”

“Leave her alone!” Mick demanded. To Beth he said, “You got what you wanted now leave.”

“He has feelings for you but he hasn’t turned you. Don’t you want to know what it feels like to move through the night so powerful nothing can touch you?” She indicated the Black Crystal and said, “Try it, just once and you’ll see.”

Just them the lights started flashing and people were yelling that LA PD was there and it was a raid. Lola whispered into Beth’s ear, “Remember darling, half the world is night!”

Josh and Carl came up the stairs and saw Mick and Beth. Josh looked defeated but told Carl to search everyone, beginning with Mick. It infuriated Beth as she watched Carl push Mick roughly up against a column to pat him down. She and Mick got separated and she sat outside waiting to talk to Josh about what she had been doing there. He was upset because he had told her not to follow the case.

“You were there with Mick.” It was an accusation.

“Yes, I was. We’re together now, but we were only working a case Josh. We weren’t there to party.”

“You and Mick huh? I thought you said it wasn’t about him?”

“Things have changed since then Josh. I love him and he loves me; that’s not going to change.”

Josh digested the information and it finally made sense to him and fell into place – he had lost her, really lost her; to Mick St. John of all people. He sighed and said, “Come on, I’ll take you home, okay?”

She nodded; it was against her better judgment, but she went with him. She figured that the whole way to her apartment would be an interrogation but surprisingly he was silent for most of the ride. When he pulled up in front of her building he said, “I have to admit that I’m sorry things worked out this way Beth, but I really hope St. John deserves you. “

“Thanks Josh. He is a good man, he really is.”

“Yeah, a good man. Well, take care.” He watched her get out of the car and head into her apartment. It was over and it was time to move on.

Beth got out of the car and shut it softly and ran up the steps at her apartment. She didn’t look back.



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Beth tried calling Mick a couple of times but his phone went straight to voice mail. While she waited for him to get home she started to investigate the BC. She opened the vial and sniffed it; it smelled really weird. She was tempted to taste it but decided against it. Instead she sat and pensively stared at the computer but all she could think about were Lola’s words, “Don’t you want to know what it feels like to move through the night so powerful nothing can touch you? Try it, just once and you’ll see.”

What did that feel like she wondered? What did Mick feel as he went through his life? The thoughts went round and round in her head and she finally decided what she was going to do.

An hour later she knocked on Mick’s door. She had a key but still felt a bit strange using it. Mick answered right away.

“Hi,” she said, walking in and taking her coat off.

“Hi,” he answered back, pulling her to him for a kiss.

“I walked all the way here,” she told him, looking around the room.

Mick could only stare at her in puzzlement. She was wearing something that could only loosely be called a dress; it looked more like a slip to him and she was acting really strange. “Why would you do that Beth?”

“I wanted to feel the night,” she told him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling his head down for another kiss.

“Did you take some of that drug Beth?”

“No. I thought about it, but then I decided it wasn’t what I want.” She ran her finger down his lips and said, “I’m going upstairs Mick, join me.”

He stared at her as she walked up the stairs. What the hell was going on he wondered. No matter, he followed her and found her in the bathroom pulling her dress off and turning the shower on. She stood under the spray and held her hand out to Mick.

He wasted no time shedding his own clothes and stepped into the shower with her. He pulled her into his embrace and kissed her, her face, her lips, and her neck.

“Yes Mick, that’s it. Mick, turn me!”

“What?” He took a step away from her and looked down at her, meeting her eyes. “I don’t know what’s going on Beth, but I’m not going to do this, not like this.”

“I’ve been thinking about it for days Mick. I know what I’m getting into. Turn me, now please.” She entwined her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth back down to hers. “Turn me Mick, NOW!”

“Oh baby, are you sure you want this? Really sure? Beth this changes everything about your life, you know that.”

“I know Mick. Now, turn me!” she demanded.

Mick sank to the floor of the shower and pulled her down with him. “Baby, this isn’t so easy. I have to drink a lot of your blood and you’ll feel dizzy and light-headed and your heart will slow down. It’s scary Beth. And then you’ll have to drink my blood. Can you do that?”

To demonstrate she bit him on the neck, hard enough to break the skin and she lapped at his blood and immediately felt a rush of energy flow through her. “DO it Mick!”

He buried his face in her hair and kissed her lips again and listed to her heartbeat; a sound he wouldn’t hear any longer. Tears ran down his cheek, mixing with the warm water of the shower. “Beth,” he almost cried. “Are you sure?”

“Yes Mick. I’m positive. I want this; I want to be with you. Do you want that too?”

If he were really honest with himself he knew that he wanted that more than anything. She seemed so sure as she waited for him to make his decision, not afraid at all. She was his mate; this was meant to be.

He dipped his head to claim her lips in a kiss; his lips opening and playing deliciously with hers. He shifted her on his lap so that his hand could stroke her warm and wet depths in an effort to relax her even more. Soon, she was moaning and squirming with the pleasure he was brining her.

His mouth slid to her neck and struck quickly and surely; her blood started to flow into his mouth and he drank, trying not to suck to hard because he didn’t want to collapse the vein. It brought her over the edge and she came against his hand, panting through her orgasm.

Beth felt herself sinking or maybe floating was a better word. Yes, floating on a cloud. She felt the rhythmic pull of his mouth against her neck and she realized she was having a hard time breathing.

“Mick, don’t stop. I love you Mick…don’t stop.”

Mick continued to drink, paying attention to her heartbeat which was beginning to slow down.

“I love you…don’t stop Mick. I love you…I love yo…”

He pulled away, realizing he had taken enough of her blood. He used his fang to tear open a gash on her wrist and held it to her mouth. “Drink Beth, c’mon baby drink for me.”

The blood dripped into her mouth and suddenly he saw her tongue creep out and lick it off of her lips. She then pulled his wrist to her mouth and drank deeply until she had taken enough. Mick pulled his arm away and held her close.

Beth was between worlds, not quite dead and not quite alive either. There was no bright lights, only a heady feeling and then the delicious taste of Mick’s blood. God, she couldn’t get enough of the blood and she drank until she could drink anymore. She was at peace.



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Mick washed and rinsed her body and then dried her off lovingly. He placed her into the freezer before drying himself off and crawling in with her. It was cozy and he knew that soon there would be another purchase he would need to make; a new, bigger freezer.

She rested for several hours with Mick watching her carefully. She was still breathing, a reflex left over from her humanity. When her eyes opened she looked around and saw Mick holding her. She smiled at him, reaching up to feel for fangs.

“Didn’t it work?” she asked when she didn’t feel them.

“Yes, as soon as you’re hungry they’ll come down, I promise.” He brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her tenderly.

“We’re in the freezer,” she noticed.

“Um hm; I put you in here as soon as I got you dried off. Your hair was still a bit damp though, sorry.”

“No matter. I made it. You did it Mick!”

“Yeah. Are your happy Beth?” He was almost afraid to hear her answer.

“I couldn’t be happier. Thank you Mick.”

“You’re welcome Beth. You are my life and it means so much to me that you wanted to share this with me. Thank you Beth.” He kissed her and felt her fangs start to poke through. He traced them with his tongue and then smiled as he said, “I think you must be hungry.”

“Yes, a little. I’m hungry for our new lives to start. I love you Mick!”

“I love you too Beth. Always.”

“Forever Mick.”



The End…Beginning.



Thank you for reading my sometimes strange and Twisted tale of what if for Mick and Beth. Your comments are the perfect encouragement for an author to hear. I love hearing what you think and all the speculation. It makes it all worthwhile! There will be a second set of stories in the Twisted family in the new year as Beth learns to cope with her new life and threat comes along that could change their lives together forever.

I have to say a special and heartfelt thanks to VF5 for all her help, ideas and opinions that were so freely offered and shared as I wrote this story. Without her, it might now have ever taken shape. Julia, you are the best!