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A Mick/Beth fic.

Chapter three.

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Disclaimer: I still don't own Moonlight ... sigh.

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A/N: Thanks for all the reviews so far, guys! Keep it up! A shout-out to "items" and "xosummerxo" for being the first to review the first and second chapters, respectively. Thanks for the feedback guys!

Okay, so in the last chapter Mick and Beth had a teeny tiny kiss, Mick found out who took Beth's sister, and Beth learned a little about Mick from her mother.

Yep, that about sums it up.

I'm happy that everyone is enjoying this fic so far. Which reminds me, in the first chapter, when it says "relents", it was supposed to say "relented" ... I'll change it later.

So, on with the rest of the story!

As always, please read and review, I live for feedback!

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Beth's mother looked over at her fidgeting daughter, looking around the apartment, and saw something other than worry for her sister in her eyes.

She smiled. "So, how long?"

"Hmm?" Beth wondered, turning to face her mother.

"How long have you been ... smitten with Mick St. John?" her mother asked.

Beth was about to deny it, but Mick walked in at just that moment.

Both women stood. "What did you find?"

Mick sighed, looking at the two worried women before him, and made his way to his weapons cabinet. "I got an address of where she might be being held. I'm on my way there now."

"I'm going with you," Beth said.

"No," he said, shaking his head. "There are vampires involved."

Beth stared him down. "I don't care. I'm going."

Mick knew the only way to force her to stay would be to physically tie her up ... and though the image was tempting, he decided to give in, knowing that despite the fact he would be worried about her, he felt better knowing she was with him, where he could protect her.

"Fine, but you stay in the car. Odds are, we're gonna need to get out of there quickly, I don't know how many will be there, human or vampire."

Beth nodded, grabbing her coat.

"Please be careful," her mother whispered, drawing her daughter in for a strong hug. "I can't lose you."

"You won't Mom, Mick will protect me. We'll bring her back," she insisted.

Her mother smiled, and gave Mick a quick nod, and then the two were out the door.

They made their way quickly to Mick's car, and as they got in, he said, "I mean it, Beth. You stay in the car."

Beth pulled on her seat belt. "I got it, don't worry. I just ... I need to be there. For her."

Mick nodded, and pulled out of the parking lot.

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On their way to the warehouse, Beth's phone rang again. Looking at the caller ID, she sighed deeply before answering the phone.

"Josh, now isn't the best time," she said.

Mick looked over at Beth in interest as she talked to her boyfriend.

You didn't need to be a love doctor to figure out that there was trouble in paradise, even without the knowledge that Beth had kissed Mick.

"Yeah, Josh, I'll call you back later. Look, I'm in the middle of something right now. No, I'm fine, Josh -"

He had evidently cut her off again, and Mick frowned.

Snatching the phone away from her, he brought it to his ear, despite her look of amused shock.

"Hi, Josh, Mick St. John here. Yeah, Beth and I are a bit busy right now, she's gonna have to call you back later."

And with that, he clicked the phone closed, handing it back to Beth.

"Uh ... thanks," she said.

"No problem," he said, grinning slightly.

The rest of the ride was spent in silence, and finally they pulled up in front of the warehouse.

Reaching across her into the glove compartment, he pulled out a gun, handing it to her.

"Stay in the car. If I'm not out in ten minutes, you go back to my apartment and call this number." He handed her a card.

"Josef Kostan?"

Mick nodded. "He's a vampire. One of the very few vampires I trust. He's a good guy, just tell him I told you to call him, and he'll take care of you."

"Mick -" she began, but he stopped her with a finger on her lips.

"Ten minutes."

His fingers traced over her cheek momentarily before he exited the car. Beth watched him go, touching the warmth of her cheek where she had blushed.

Her heart began to rise into her throat as she realized that her kidnapped sister was mere yards away from her, Mick was risking his life to save her, and she was sitting in the car with a loaded gun.

Gripping it tightly, she made her decision within moments. She would give Mick two minutes, then she would go in. Two minutes.

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Mick snuck his way into the warehouse, using his vampire stealth abilities. He didn't truly expect Beth to wait ten minutes outside when her sister was possibly being held captive in here, but he had to try. Just means I have to move faster, that's all.

Crouching behind a stack of boxes, he sniffed the air. Definitely vampires in the warehouse. Straining his ears, he heard two distinct heartbeats. One of them was quicker than the other, and suddenly he heard a female's voice.

"You bastards better watch your backs. This rope won't hold me forever, and when I get free, I swear I'm gonna kick all your asses!"

Mick grinned. Definitely Beth's sister.

Mick hadn't seen as much of Andrea when she was growing up, he'd been more focused on watching over Beth, and making sure she was safe, but he "knew" her enough to know that she was very feisty and rebellious. Where her sister chose to express it artistically, Andrea used the more upfront, personal, in your face kind of approach.

He then heard a near deafening smack, and knew that Andrea had been reprimanded for her mouth.

He commended her for not even whimpering, let along shrieking or crying, but he was too busy holding back his fury.

Peering over the stack of boxes he was hiding under, he noticed there were two vampires, probably security in case she got away, and the thug himself, Jamie Pryce. He recognised him from his mug-shot, though he had aged a few years.

Carefully opening his bag, he pulled out a gun with silver bullets inside. Aiming carefully, he removed the safety, and before the other vampires could even blink, he shot both in the heart.

With more speed than any human could possess, he rushed the last remaining threat, if he could even be called that.

He could feel Andrea's eyes on him as he dodged the bullets the man fired at him, then knocked the gun out of his hand, hitting him once across the temple, knocking him unconscious.

He was ever grateful he hadn't changed into his vamp-face, not wanting to scare the girl.

He quickly untied her, bringing her to her feet.

"Who are you?" she asked him, wary.

He gave her a small smile of reassurance. "My name is Mick St. John. Your mother and sister sent me to find you, your sister's outside right now."

As if on cue, Beth came rushing through the door, gun raised.

Mick shook his head at her defiance, but relieved that she wasn't in danger, smiled fondly as the two sisters embraced.

"Thank God you're okay!" Beth said, holding her sister close.

Andrea hugged her back just as fiercely.

"Well, I was just about to make my big escape when Superman here did it for me," she said.

She turned to look at Mick. "How did you do that, anyway? I mean, you came out of nowhere, and took that guy out like he was putty."

Well, compared to me, he was.

"Not to break up this party, but we should probably get out of here before reinforcements show up," he said.

In reality, he was worried that the vampires would be able to dig the silver out of their bodies, and exact their revenge.

"Unfortunately for you, we've already arrived," came a voice from behind him, and Mick cursed internally before turning around.

Three more vampires stood behind who he presumed to be the leader, and Mick's bag of tricks was too far away.

Gathering Beth and Andrea behind him, he stood firm, knowing he would die before he would let anything happen to them.

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