A Twist of Fate
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,849
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2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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Discovering Olivia
Disclaimer: I don't own Moonlight blah, blah, blah....
Title: A Twist of Fate
Author: Utterly Absurd (aka Moonlight Mistress)
Beta: The wonderful Miss PNWgal
Spoilers: Anything is game up to and including episode 12
Chapter 2 - Discovering Olivia
Five months after Josh’s death and things were mostly back to normal for Mick and Beth. She had, after weeks of mourning, forgiven Mick for not turning Josh that fateful day in February. She’d taken some time off from BuzzWire and spent 90% percent of her time lying in bed crying or looking at old pictures of her and Josh. Then one day, she literally woke up and realized that 3 weeks had gone by. She had talked to Mick a couple of times, but they were short phone calls that ended in her hanging up on him abruptly when he tried to talk about Josh’s death. Eventually Mick got the hint and gave her space, even though all he wanted to do was spend every moment of his new found humanity with her, rediscovering all the wonderful things it had to offer. But, by the time Beth showed up at his door to make amends, the dream was over and he’d reverted back to being vampire. Actually, it had been over for two weeks and he was going through his own period of mourning.
He sensed her coming before she was even off the elevator and opened the door before she could even raise her hand to knock. As soon as it swung open, she fell into his arms and they cried together. She wept for Josh, over her guilt about his death and how she treated him before he died, and for shunning Mick for so long. He also wept for Josh’s death, for murdering Tejeda for revenge, and for the loss of his sweet mortality.
Time seemed to grind to a halt as they stood there, wrapped tight around one another as the grief crashed in like waves lapping on the beach at high tide. It was Beth who finally broke the embrace. She slowly tilted her head and looked into his eyes and she knew. She knew he was no longer human. She had missed her chance to be with him during that special time. She lowered her head back to his shirt and screamed. Even with her face pressed tight against his chest, it was like a siren placed right to his ear. He winced at the sickening sound of it and shivered at the vibrations it emitted throughout his body, like an electrical shock. When the screaming ended, she slid down his body and onto the floor.
Now, here they were....4 and a half months later, no worse for wear. After that night, Beth had finally managed to pull herself together. She went back to work and tried to regain some of the normal back in her life. She still thought of Josh often, but the stinging in her eyes was starting to subside and she could look back with smiles instead of tears.
She and Mick spoke often about his time as a human. She loved the boyish look that came to his face when he talked about going to the beach, taking drives in the country with his top down, eating thousands of calories a day and then going for long jogs in the park when he realized his pants were getting snug. She still felt regret for shutting him out when she should have been there with him every step of the way, but she realized that Mick had forgiven her as she had forgiven him. All was right with the world.
They went back to working cases together and their friendship grew to a kind of dependency that usually only comes with long romantic relationships, although the step in that direction was still to be made. Beth had toyed with the thought of telling Mick how she felt. She often had dreams of confessing how deeply in love with him she was, but she always woke up feeling uneasy. Even though she had been in love with Mick before Josh’s death, she still felt that something was holding her back. Maybe she still felt guilty...still felt like she had to stay faithful to Josh for just a little longer. Or maybe she was waiting for Mick to make the first move. By now she knew Mick was in love with her as well...she saw it in the little things--in the way he looked at her when he thought she wouldn’t notice, the way he said her name, the way he smelled the air around her when she turned her back, the way he would “casually” touch her arm when they talked. But somehow she just felt it was his time. If he wanted her, he’d have to tell her. She wanted to hear the physical words come from his mouth. But until then, she’d be waiting...only for him.
So, imagine her surprise when he phoned her this July evening to ask if she’d go on a walk with him around the city. It had to be around 90 degrees tonight, but she didn’t dare wonder his motives for wanting to go out on his own accord in this sticky heat. She hurriedly accepted, swallowing around the lump in her throat and almost skipped out of the BuzzWire building into the parking garage toward her car.
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It was 9:30 PM when the shrill ringing of Mick’s cell phone woke him from his deep slumber. He groaned as he pushed the lid of his freezer up. Without the airlock environment of the freezer, the ringing grew louder and Mick had to get out to answer, lest his head explode. As he stepped out onto the hard tile he shook his head to clear it of any remaining sleepiness and reached for his cell in the pocket of the pants he wore last night. Checking the caller id he thought, ‘Logan...finally’. He’d been waiting for his call since last yesterday night. He’d heard through the grape vine that the L.A. District Attorney’s Office had finally hired their new “permanent” ADA and he was curious as to what hassle THIS ONE would prove to be. After the last two bumbling boobs they had tried...how could this one be any worse? That’s when he called Logan to find out the information.
“Hey Logan, what do you have for me?”
“Hey, Mick!” Logan replied with a smile in his voice, “Did you sleep well?”
“Sure, I guess”
“Well, that’s great Mick, because I’ve been up all night trying to gather the info on this new ADA”
“Thanks Logan...and sorry. Did you find anything out?”
“Well, I did find a couple things out actually. Some things I think you’ll find VERY interesting.”
“Yes...” He was feeling irritated now.
“First off, it’s a woman and she’s a vampire.”
“Really?” This was interesting.
“Yep...so as you know, that makes it more difficult. Vamps tend to move around quite a bit, and then there’s that pesky little issue of changing identities every 5 years or so. Anywho, she’s been a very busy girl. She’s lived in every state in the U.S. at least once and also resided in Europe, China, Japan, Italy, Egypt, and even Canada! Isn’t that fantastic?” The sarcasm in Logan’s voice was as thick as grandmas homemade molasses.
“She’s also received several degrees over the past 30 years or so, her most recent being in criminal law, hence her being hired as the new ADA. She actually just moved from New Orleans where she was employed at a very prominent firm making very good money. Why she’s moving here for this crappy gig is beyond me.”
“Is that all?” Impatience was sinking in.
“No. In fact, the best part is yet to come, Mick. Like I said, she’s changed identities several times, but it seems that she never changes her name. She gets new social security numbers, new school records, new job references, new college transcripts, new family and friends...but the name stays the same, which isn’t really a problem since she moves around so much. No one would ever really catch on.”
“Yeah, so what’s her name?”
“Are you sure you’re ready? Because if you aren’t I suggest you better sit down, because when I found it out I did a little digging on you too, Mick.”
“What?” Impatience replaced by confusion.
“Yeah, it seems that she shares a name with someone from your past before you were turned....someone who was probably very close to you.”
“Is that a fact?” Mick tried to sound just as sarcastic as his mind began to go skim through every person he’d ever met during his human life, trying to connect vampire to one of them. He drew a blank. Most of them were dead or close to it.
“Her name is Olivia Rose St. John, Mick. And, if I’m correct, that was your little sister’s name.” Sarcasm melted away to empathy.
Nothing from Mick’s end.
“She’s staying at the Hotel California on the west end of Ventura Boulevard. It’s a bit pricey, but it’s a lovely place. She’s registered under Olivia St. John. Her plane touched down an hour ago, so she’s probably on her way. Good luck, Mick.”
Mick pressed the end call button and gazed at his phone dumbfounded. It then clattered to the tile below.
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Please forgive me if I have the geographic location wrong from the hotel. I have never been to L.A., so I chose Ventura Blvd. based on the Tom Petty song "Free Falling" ( "And all the vampires walking through the valley move west down Ventura Blvd." )
I also based the hotel on the famous Eagles song "Hotel California".
Anyway...let me know what you think so far!
~UA
Title: A Twist of Fate
Author: Utterly Absurd (aka Moonlight Mistress)
Beta: The wonderful Miss PNWgal
Spoilers: Anything is game up to and including episode 12
Chapter 2 - Discovering Olivia
Five months after Josh’s death and things were mostly back to normal for Mick and Beth. She had, after weeks of mourning, forgiven Mick for not turning Josh that fateful day in February. She’d taken some time off from BuzzWire and spent 90% percent of her time lying in bed crying or looking at old pictures of her and Josh. Then one day, she literally woke up and realized that 3 weeks had gone by. She had talked to Mick a couple of times, but they were short phone calls that ended in her hanging up on him abruptly when he tried to talk about Josh’s death. Eventually Mick got the hint and gave her space, even though all he wanted to do was spend every moment of his new found humanity with her, rediscovering all the wonderful things it had to offer. But, by the time Beth showed up at his door to make amends, the dream was over and he’d reverted back to being vampire. Actually, it had been over for two weeks and he was going through his own period of mourning.
He sensed her coming before she was even off the elevator and opened the door before she could even raise her hand to knock. As soon as it swung open, she fell into his arms and they cried together. She wept for Josh, over her guilt about his death and how she treated him before he died, and for shunning Mick for so long. He also wept for Josh’s death, for murdering Tejeda for revenge, and for the loss of his sweet mortality.
Time seemed to grind to a halt as they stood there, wrapped tight around one another as the grief crashed in like waves lapping on the beach at high tide. It was Beth who finally broke the embrace. She slowly tilted her head and looked into his eyes and she knew. She knew he was no longer human. She had missed her chance to be with him during that special time. She lowered her head back to his shirt and screamed. Even with her face pressed tight against his chest, it was like a siren placed right to his ear. He winced at the sickening sound of it and shivered at the vibrations it emitted throughout his body, like an electrical shock. When the screaming ended, she slid down his body and onto the floor.
Now, here they were....4 and a half months later, no worse for wear. After that night, Beth had finally managed to pull herself together. She went back to work and tried to regain some of the normal back in her life. She still thought of Josh often, but the stinging in her eyes was starting to subside and she could look back with smiles instead of tears.
She and Mick spoke often about his time as a human. She loved the boyish look that came to his face when he talked about going to the beach, taking drives in the country with his top down, eating thousands of calories a day and then going for long jogs in the park when he realized his pants were getting snug. She still felt regret for shutting him out when she should have been there with him every step of the way, but she realized that Mick had forgiven her as she had forgiven him. All was right with the world.
They went back to working cases together and their friendship grew to a kind of dependency that usually only comes with long romantic relationships, although the step in that direction was still to be made. Beth had toyed with the thought of telling Mick how she felt. She often had dreams of confessing how deeply in love with him she was, but she always woke up feeling uneasy. Even though she had been in love with Mick before Josh’s death, she still felt that something was holding her back. Maybe she still felt guilty...still felt like she had to stay faithful to Josh for just a little longer. Or maybe she was waiting for Mick to make the first move. By now she knew Mick was in love with her as well...she saw it in the little things--in the way he looked at her when he thought she wouldn’t notice, the way he said her name, the way he smelled the air around her when she turned her back, the way he would “casually” touch her arm when they talked. But somehow she just felt it was his time. If he wanted her, he’d have to tell her. She wanted to hear the physical words come from his mouth. But until then, she’d be waiting...only for him.
So, imagine her surprise when he phoned her this July evening to ask if she’d go on a walk with him around the city. It had to be around 90 degrees tonight, but she didn’t dare wonder his motives for wanting to go out on his own accord in this sticky heat. She hurriedly accepted, swallowing around the lump in her throat and almost skipped out of the BuzzWire building into the parking garage toward her car.
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It was 9:30 PM when the shrill ringing of Mick’s cell phone woke him from his deep slumber. He groaned as he pushed the lid of his freezer up. Without the airlock environment of the freezer, the ringing grew louder and Mick had to get out to answer, lest his head explode. As he stepped out onto the hard tile he shook his head to clear it of any remaining sleepiness and reached for his cell in the pocket of the pants he wore last night. Checking the caller id he thought, ‘Logan...finally’. He’d been waiting for his call since last yesterday night. He’d heard through the grape vine that the L.A. District Attorney’s Office had finally hired their new “permanent” ADA and he was curious as to what hassle THIS ONE would prove to be. After the last two bumbling boobs they had tried...how could this one be any worse? That’s when he called Logan to find out the information.
“Hey Logan, what do you have for me?”
“Hey, Mick!” Logan replied with a smile in his voice, “Did you sleep well?”
“Sure, I guess”
“Well, that’s great Mick, because I’ve been up all night trying to gather the info on this new ADA”
“Thanks Logan...and sorry. Did you find anything out?”
“Well, I did find a couple things out actually. Some things I think you’ll find VERY interesting.”
“Yes...” He was feeling irritated now.
“First off, it’s a woman and she’s a vampire.”
“Really?” This was interesting.
“Yep...so as you know, that makes it more difficult. Vamps tend to move around quite a bit, and then there’s that pesky little issue of changing identities every 5 years or so. Anywho, she’s been a very busy girl. She’s lived in every state in the U.S. at least once and also resided in Europe, China, Japan, Italy, Egypt, and even Canada! Isn’t that fantastic?” The sarcasm in Logan’s voice was as thick as grandmas homemade molasses.
“She’s also received several degrees over the past 30 years or so, her most recent being in criminal law, hence her being hired as the new ADA. She actually just moved from New Orleans where she was employed at a very prominent firm making very good money. Why she’s moving here for this crappy gig is beyond me.”
“Is that all?” Impatience was sinking in.
“No. In fact, the best part is yet to come, Mick. Like I said, she’s changed identities several times, but it seems that she never changes her name. She gets new social security numbers, new school records, new job references, new college transcripts, new family and friends...but the name stays the same, which isn’t really a problem since she moves around so much. No one would ever really catch on.”
“Yeah, so what’s her name?”
“Are you sure you’re ready? Because if you aren’t I suggest you better sit down, because when I found it out I did a little digging on you too, Mick.”
“What?” Impatience replaced by confusion.
“Yeah, it seems that she shares a name with someone from your past before you were turned....someone who was probably very close to you.”
“Is that a fact?” Mick tried to sound just as sarcastic as his mind began to go skim through every person he’d ever met during his human life, trying to connect vampire to one of them. He drew a blank. Most of them were dead or close to it.
“Her name is Olivia Rose St. John, Mick. And, if I’m correct, that was your little sister’s name.” Sarcasm melted away to empathy.
Nothing from Mick’s end.
“She’s staying at the Hotel California on the west end of Ventura Boulevard. It’s a bit pricey, but it’s a lovely place. She’s registered under Olivia St. John. Her plane touched down an hour ago, so she’s probably on her way. Good luck, Mick.”
Mick pressed the end call button and gazed at his phone dumbfounded. It then clattered to the tile below.
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Please forgive me if I have the geographic location wrong from the hotel. I have never been to L.A., so I chose Ventura Blvd. based on the Tom Petty song "Free Falling" ( "And all the vampires walking through the valley move west down Ventura Blvd." )
I also based the hotel on the famous Eagles song "Hotel California".
Anyway...let me know what you think so far!
~UA