Mick (Short) Rating: G Pairing: Mick/Beth
Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 2:34 am
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Rating: G
Pairing: MickBeth
It finally hit me.
I got up this afternoon, raided the hidden fridge and drank some some blood (I’ll need to drop by the morgue later and get a new supply--my Beth calls it grocery shopping), then I went through the rest of my routine with a goofy grin on my face.
Me--emotional road kill on the highway of life (or unlife).
Beth Turner has been at the center of this change but as much as I love her, she wasn't the cause. She was there when I took my self determination back and still believes I was a victim of what Coraline forced on me. I let her think that, but it's not true. Not really. I never wanted to be a vampire--I'd long since assigned them to the realm of childhood myths but once Turned, I surrendered to the bloodlust and reveled in the absence of restrictions. Casting off rules I once lived by, like old clothes I thought never really fit, I relished what my wife called 'freedom' only to learn that I still wanted to be the hero of the story. When Coraline kidhapped Beth and I saved her, I picked up those cast off rules and found that they fit far better than I remembered.
As much as I adore Beth, I never chose a four year old child over Coraline. Beth was just there, silent witness to another polar shift in my life. She was an unknowing spectator to the instant I began to reinvent myself.
I’m still a vampire, but even though I may never get another tan; taste another strawberry; or wake to the dawn in a warm bed with pillows and blankets -- if I’m careful (and lucky), things may still work out for us. I'm starting to believe that vampires get a shot at ‘happily ever after’ after all.
Rating: G
Pairing: MickBeth
It finally hit me.
I got up this afternoon, raided the hidden fridge and drank some some blood (I’ll need to drop by the morgue later and get a new supply--my Beth calls it grocery shopping), then I went through the rest of my routine with a goofy grin on my face.
Me--emotional road kill on the highway of life (or unlife).
Beth Turner has been at the center of this change but as much as I love her, she wasn't the cause. She was there when I took my self determination back and still believes I was a victim of what Coraline forced on me. I let her think that, but it's not true. Not really. I never wanted to be a vampire--I'd long since assigned them to the realm of childhood myths but once Turned, I surrendered to the bloodlust and reveled in the absence of restrictions. Casting off rules I once lived by, like old clothes I thought never really fit, I relished what my wife called 'freedom' only to learn that I still wanted to be the hero of the story. When Coraline kidhapped Beth and I saved her, I picked up those cast off rules and found that they fit far better than I remembered.
As much as I adore Beth, I never chose a four year old child over Coraline. Beth was just there, silent witness to another polar shift in my life. She was an unknowing spectator to the instant I began to reinvent myself.
I’m still a vampire, but even though I may never get another tan; taste another strawberry; or wake to the dawn in a warm bed with pillows and blankets -- if I’m careful (and lucky), things may still work out for us. I'm starting to believe that vampires get a shot at ‘happily ever after’ after all.