Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, have no claim on either Moonlight or Sanctuary. They belong to their respective creators.
As Doctor William Zimmerman, Will to his friends, exited the confines of the Sanctuary he pulled his jacket around him to ward off the approaching chill of early morning. Dressed only in plaid pajama bottoms, a thin t-shirt, and a pair of shoes that his feet had been hastily crammed into, the coat was really his only source of warmth. Grumbling he tucked his hands into his pockets and searched the darkness for the person that had called him out of his nice warm bed. He didn’t have to look long because a figured melted out of the darkness as if it was at home there.
“Looking a little cold there, kid.” Mick St. John pointed out after a quick once over.
“Of course I’m cold, Mick, even a witch would freeze her boob out here!” Will snapped, trying hard to keep his teeth from chattering.
Mick ignored him as he stepped up to the large iron fence surrounding the Sanctuary and studied the darken building. “Some gig you got here. How’d you end up working for a lady like Helen Magnus anyways?” He wanted to know. “And how are you managing to keep your secret from her?”
Will rolled his eyes. “She ran me over, well, her driver did. And as far as my secret goes, I give her no reason to doubt my humanity, short lived as it may be.” He eyed his friend. “Why are you here Mick? Not that I’m not glad to see you but….”
“Josef was worried when he found out you took a job working for the ever meddlesome Helen Magnus. I had to promise to check on you to keep him from doing it himself. And I wanted to see how you’re doing. “ Mick told him.
“I ran out of Cure six months ago and I can feel its effectiveness wearing off. So how do you think I’m doing?” Will also looked up at his place of employment, his home. “And we all know Josef cares about nobody but himself so that means he’s worried that I’ll do something to expose our existence. Am I close?”
Mick smiled showing off his unusually sharp canines. “You were always too smart for your own good, kid. He’s actually worried that Magnus will discover our existence. I get the feeling that there is history there that I don’t know about. “
Will shook his head. “Magnus believes our kind is extinct. She also believes that her little group is the last to share the vampire blood. I’ve done everything in my power to make sure she continues to believe that. So Josef need not worry.”
“She might believe that now but your human now. Once it wears off all it will take is one small misstep on your behalf for her to know our kind is alive in more than just myths. She might think she understands being what she is but she doesn’t have a clue.” Mick looked at his friend. “You know I’m right.”
“So what am I suppose to do? The Cure died with Coraline and by the looks of things, you’ve run out as well. Just trust me, okay? I can handle whatever comes.” Will needed Mick to believe him because if Mick believed him then he’d convince Josef to believe in him as well.
Mick sighed and after a moment nodded. “I’ll get Josef to back off but I can’t promise more than that. You always were his favorite.” He said with a smirk.
Will snorted and pushed his hands further into his pockets. “Please, Josef turned me out of pity not concern.” He pointed out.
“Josef pities no one.” Mick countered. “You got under his skin, don’t ever let him or anyone else tell you otherwise. I was there remember? I saw how angry he was when he found out you had been hurt, badly. I thought he was going to self combust. Thus proving you are his favorite.”
“Just get him to back off, okay? My life is hectic enough without having him or another one of our kind lurking around. Ashley would pick up on it from a mile away.” Will explained.
Mick nodded and headed towards the car parked on the street. “The girl really as good as everyone says?” He asks as he opens his car door.
Will nodded. “She’s downright scary sometimes.” He said, seriously.
“I’ll tell Josef to steer clear unless he wants trouble.” With that said Mick got in the car and drove off.
“Next time someone calls me at two in the morning, I’m telling them to go jump off a bridge.” Will grumbled as he headed back onto Sanctuary grounds once Mick’s taillights had faded into the night. He was so busy with trying to get feeling back in his cold extremities that he didn’t even notice the shadow following him across the grounds and into the warmth of the building. Nor did he find it odd when he passed Henry on his way back to his room; a fully dressed, shivering, Henry.