This is my first Moonlight story! I really love this show, but who wouldn't when Alex O'Loughlin is in it? :)

The disclaimer for the story: Moonlight does not belong to me, but to CBS.

Vivian Turner POV, at school

Recommended song: Eva by Nightwish

"Where you going, Turner?" Lindsey asked me with a nasty grin on her face. "If you say down, you're right."

She pushed me backwards and I fell on the floor. The sound of laughter met my ears.

I cautiously stood back up. Lindsey knocked my books out of my hands.

"Oops, sorry! I'm such a klutz!" she exclaimed, giggling along with her posse.

That was it. I slammed her into the nearest locker.

Glaring at me, Lindsey punched my cheek."Calm down, girls!" the voice of Mr. Richmond, the principal, said. He hadn't seen the whole punch, just Lindsey pulling her fist away from me, so he didn't know what was going on.

"It's just a little misunderstanding, Mr. Richmond," Lindsey said in a sweet, innocent voice that I knew was absolutely fake. "Vivian and I are really good friends. We were just fooling around."

Really good friends-what a load of crap. Lindsey and her friends bullied me whenever they got the chance. Lately she had been physically bullying me, like pushing me and my books down to the ground. Being a vampire, I could easily fight back with no problem. But humans didn't know about vampires, so it would look bad if I gave her a broken arm.

Mr. Richmond smiled. "Alright, just be sure to keep the joking around out of school." He continued to walk away. Once he was out of sight and hearing range, Lindsey turned to me.

"Don't worry, Mr. Richmond won't be able to stop me from making your life hell, bitch."

I turned to walk away, keeping my head up just like Mom told me to.

"Afraid, Turner?" Lindsey called after me. "Why don't you go and cry to your whore of a mother?"

I faced her again and walked back. "Don't. You. Dare. Call. My. Mother. A. Whore."

"Why not, Turner? That's exactly what she is. Ever met your father? You're the result of a one-night stand!"

"Shut up!" I yelled.

Lindsey smirked. "Why, Turner? Did I say something that bothered you? Was it when I asked if you ever met your dad? Or maybe it was when I said you were the product of a one-night stand? Could it be when I said your mom was a slutty whore?"

"Go to hell!" I exclaimed.

"Nope, I'm actually on my way to English class," Lindsey said, her stupid followers laughing behind her. "Does the truth hurt, bitch? Does it hurt to know that your mom's a ho?"

She knew absolutely nothing. My mom was not a whore, not at all. She and my dad had been in love-they still were. They saw each other about once every other month. Mom was a full vampire, so it was safe for her to see him. Me, on the other hand, as part vampire and part human-I never met my dad. He was human when I was conceived, but apparently, his DNA still had vampire traits, so I'm part vampire. He turned Mom just after I was born. I could never see him because of a French vampire named Lance. Lance caused problems because of things that happened before I was born. Mom told me that she and my dad believed Lance would kill me if he found out about me.

Back to the present. "You don't know what you're talking about," I stated.

"No? Okay, then, Turner, I'll see you and your dad at the father-daughter dance in two weeks." With one last smirk, she lead her posse down the next hallway.

Lindsey made school almost impossible to stand since I can ever remember. Mom wanted to do something about it. She always told me that whenever I wanted her to, she would talk to the principal about it.

I had gone my whole life without any friends-besides my mom, of course, who I could tell anything. But two months ago, I became friends with Chloe. She had just moved.

I remember the first time I had seen Chloe's bruises. It had been a week after I met her. She rolled her sleeves up at lunch. When I asked her about it, Chloe just pulled them back down immediately. I also noticed the exhaustion, like she hadn't been able to get a good night's sleep in days.

I asked Mom if Chloe could come over one Saturday. Mom noticed the same things I did. When we saw how much healthier Chloe looked when she stayed with us, Mom encouraged me to invite her over more. She was happy that while Chloe was with us she was safe and that I had a friend for the first time in my life.

Part vampire or not, I was still a fifteen-year-old girl with the same emotions as any other teenager. What Lindesy said about the father-daughter dance really hurt. I wanted more than anything to be able to go to it, but I couldn't. Lindsey's bullying was really starting to get to me. I was in the same English class as her, and I definitely did not want to go face her. Instead, I ran into the bathroom to hide.

Third Person, Mick's apartment

Recommended song: Everybody Hurts by R.E.M.

"How's Vivian?" Mick asked Beth.

Beth sent him a look full of concern for their daughter. "She's...not so good."

Mick sighed. "Problems at school?"

Beth nodded. "Vivian's always been verbally bullied, but now it's gotten to the point where kids are physically harming her. She can barely fight back because she might lose control and vamp out on them. She doesn't heal as fast as full vampires do, so she has to go through pain daily. I keep telling her that I'll talk to the principal, but she refuses. She says it'll only get worse if kids find out she told on them." Beth was near tears. "I've done everything I possibly could do for her, Mick. She goes to a really good school, she has nice things...I provide her with so much, yet the one thing I want to give her-protection from bullying-I'm not able to."

Strong arms wrapped around Beth as she finished explaining Vivian's situation at school. She leaned into Mick's embrace, letting her tears fall. "I'm a horrible mother."

"Beth, you are a lot of things, like beautiful, loving, and caring, but one thing you absolutely are not is a bad mother," Mick said, looking Beth in the eyes. "You can't control other people's kids."

"I know," Beth stated quietly, letting out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. "There're just so many things going on right now at school for Vivian and it's overwhelming for me to see her overwhelmed by everything. There's the bullying, the situation with Chloe, the father-daughter dance..."

"A father-daughter dance?" Mick asked, immediately feeling bad since he couldn't be there to take his daughter to a dance.

"You know those automatic calls that schools send out for notifying parents about upcoming events? There was one last night about it. Don't feel bad about it, Mick. I know you want to take her, and it's not your fault you can't."

Mick closed his eyes. "I know...just...who's Chloe?" he questioned, changing the topic.

At the mention of Chloe, Beth smiled. "She's an absolute sweetheart, just like Vivian. She just moved here-it was about two months ago with her father, I believe. She's the only friend Vivian's ever had." Then Beth's smile fell. "But she's going through hell, just like Vivian again, although a totally different kind of hell. The poor girl is abused. Every time she comes over, Vivian and I can smell dried blood. There are bruises, too. She won't talk about it, so we have no way of helping her. She begs us not to do anything. There are two girls that I have the ability to do something to help them, but they refuse any assistance. I could talk to the principal about Vivian being bullied and report a case of child abuse to get Chloe away from her father, but they're both too stubborn."

"Her father hurts her?" Mick's eyes were filled with anger. "The bastard is so lucky that he has a daughter, and that's how he treats her?"

"I know, Mick," Beth said, her voice traced with sorrow.

They were silent for a moment before Beth said, "I think you should meet Vivian."

Mick smiled. "I think I should, too, but what about her safety?"

"Listen, you've seen her grow up through pictures and videos, and now she's fifteen. She can fight danger. And who better than you to keep her safe? I have to go away for work for a week."

Vivian Turner POV, Beth and Vivian's house

Recommended song: Clocks by Coldplay

"I'm home," I announced as I closed the front door behind me.

"Hi, sweetie," Mom said, her voice coming from the couch in the living room.

"Hey," I called back, walking to the living room. I was surprised to see that Mom was sitting on the couch with a guy beside her.

"Vivian, this is Mick," she introduced.

"Hi, Vivian," he said with a smile.

I nodded, not returning the smile. "Hi." He was a vampire-did Mom really not know?

I headed into the kitchen and opened a drawer. I pulled out a wooden spoon and broke it in half, making it sharp.

My aim had always been good. I threw the stake at Mick so suddenly that I was shocked he was able to dodge it.

"Vivian Turner!" Mom exclaimed, her tone taking on the effect it had when she scolded me.

"He's a vampire, Mom!" Did she honestly have no idea Mick wasn't human?

"I know that, Vivian! I've known him for a while. We met when I worked for BuzzWire," Mom explained, naming the news website she had worked for before I was born. Then she worked as a civilian investigator, and now worked for a major news magazine that gave her a large salary.

"I'm sorry," I apologized, looking at Mick.

"No, you were right to be cautious. I would have done the same," Mick said, giving me another gentle smile.

"Mick!" Mom looked at him with a shocked expression on her face.

"I'm just saying I understand her action completely! What's wrong with that?" Mick was trying not to laugh, just like I did when Mom got like this. She wasn't someone who was often angry, and I couldn't help but laugh when she was.

Mom just shook her head and muttered under her breath about how we were going to send her insane. Mick winked at me and I smiled back.

"It's getting late," Mom said, turning to face me, her slight anger gone and her kind self back. "Why don't you go and get ready for bed, honey?"

I nodded, walking upstairs. I made my way down to my bedroom. Grabbing my pajamas from my closet, I headed to the bathroom.

Half an hour later, I finished up drying my hair from showering and put on my bathrobe. I went back into my room.

I was half asleep by the time my head hit the pillow. My eyelids were heavy when I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," I mumbled, my sleepiness evident in my voice.

"I have to talk to you about something," Mom said softly, sitting beside me on the bed. "I have to go away for work for a week, and I don't want to leave you alone. I asked Mick if he'd be willing to stay here with you and he said he would. I know you don't know him well yet, but he's really nice. He's great with kids."

"You think I'm a little kid?" I joked.

I could hear the smile in my mom's voice. "You know I don't mean that you're little, but you are still a kid. So what do you say?"

"Alright. And you know what, Mom?"

"Yes, Viv?"

"I have this feeling-like I feel safe when Mick's around."

"You're not the first person to say that," Mom said, placing her hand on my shoulder. "Let me go get him."

Mom was back upstairs with Mick soon. I could tell they had ran with vamp speed.

"Okay, I have to go, baby," Mom said, kissing my forehead. "I'll be back in a week. Behave."

"I'm always on my best behavior, Mom," I said.

Mom laughed. "Most of the time. I'll call you as much as possible. I love you, Vivian."

"Love you, too, Mom."

"Thank you so much," she said to Mick before leaving.

"Alright, I'll be getting some freezer time if you need me. Do you need any time?"Mick asked.

"Yes, but not as much as full vampires," I stated.

Mick nodded. "Goodnight, Vivian."

"Goodnight, Mick."

He smiled gently before turning off the light. He left, shutting the door behind him.

I don't know why, but I felt safe knowing that Mick was here.

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