Without you - Nikki Sixx fan fiction

Ch53 A long time to wait/A surprise

***ALL WARNINGS APPLY

Beth- I had been under so much shit and Nikki felt it. I wasn't
really use to him trying to help out. When we got back to LA I went
to Mick's house with Emi. She didn't mind us being there because she
wasn't going to be there. She just was with us until we got
settled. Then she'd go back to Vancouver. I didn't like that one
bit. I hated the fact she could be with them in the studio and shit
but after a while I was really glad, I wasn't allowed in there.

I took four days of rest. I only called Nikki to let him know the
first night. I was fine and that I hired my best friend from some of
the classes I took. Her name was Tina and she loved the kids. She
was also close to her forty's and really didn't have a job. After
the fourth night of sleep I woke up refreshed and ready to get back
into things.

That was close to New Years. During the day I went to check out my
new center and I tossed some of my medication away. I felt so much
better and Nikki was feeling better to. I also went to check out our
new house. They were still working on it. When I walked in the
center I had to stop and stared at this man that looked familiar.
He had long bleach blonde hair. Shades on very, very thin. He looked
very sick and pale. He was sitting there smoking. His hand was
shacking and this heavy-set bold man was sitting there with him.

"Uh. I really haven't opened my doors yet. How did you two get in
here?" The bold man stood up.

"I'm sorry. A friend of mine said you'd be opened by now. I guess he
was mistaken. I see you don't even have a staff yet."

"No, I've been a bit busy and on vacation. I'm not really running this
place. I'm just helping it get started. Do you guys need AA now? The
Betty Ford clinic's really good. My husband spent almost a year
there."

"Mal, I told you I'm fucking fine. Now let's go. We 'ave a show soon.
Let's leave the lass alone." He said with a British accent.

"Do I know you? You look familiar." I said to the blonde.

"Yeah I'm a rock god. Steve Clark from Def Lep..."

"Leppard. Yeah, I know where I've seen you before. At one of clubs a
few years back before Rick lost his arm. I was the one with blonde
hair. Kind of punky looking with purple and pink in my hair."

"Yer the girl dat was with Nikki Sixx. Yeah I remember you. Mal lets
go. She can't help me."

"No I can. If you...."

"I don't need any fucking help. I'm not sick. Nobody can help me."
He stormed out and the bold guy went after him. I looked around the
place and it was empty all, but a phone and I called Nikki.

"Hello." He sounded a bit upset.

"Baby."

"Beth is that you? I've been worried..."

"Calm down lover. I'm fine. I just took four days of rest like I
promised you. I feel a lot better."

"Thank god. Where are you? I called Mick's and Decker said you left
this morning."

"I'm at the place I wanted to turn into a center. I can't do it.
There's no way I can do this. I think I'm just going to stick to
working on a day spa near the house. What you think?"

"I'd like that. Whatever you want to do go for it. You thought
anymore about writing again?"

"Yeah some. Um Nikki what made me change my mind was I came in here
and Steve Clark was here."

"Steve Clark as in Def Leppard?"

"Yeah. He looked terrible. I really hope he gets help. He looked
like he needs it."

"Sweetie, you know as well as I do that you can't help someone that
doesn't want it. I'm happy you decided not to open the place. I hate
you being in the city all alone. Besides I'd still like to keep it
as a backup studio. I hope that doesn't make you mad."

"No, it doesn't and I checked on the house. It's still not finished."
I sighed softly. "I need to go to the house." I heard him sigh.

"Will you go there with a cop please? Ask for Ted he'll make sure
nothing happens to you."

"Ok. Does Mick mind if I convert a room to work on the clothes I'm
doing?"

"No, he doesn't mind. He just said to help yourself. His castle is
ours."

"I want to repay..."

"Baby don't worry about it. Mick knows if he ever needs a place to
stay that we won't turn him away. I got to go. Just be care getting
your stuff at the house. I'll call later tonight."

"I miss you."

"Miss you too baby." He made a kissing sound and hung up. So I did
what he asked but before I left the place, I locked the door and put
a sign that said closed in the window. I went to the police station
and asked for Ted. He was this huge guy that looked like an ex-hells
angels. Found out he was and that he also was a bodyguard in his
spare time.

When we got to the house I freaked out. On the wall of the living
room all across our pictures was blood written on the walls 'Get
out.' and 'Nikki Sixx is mine slut.' Ted said "We found a note too but um I
don't think you should read it. Come on let's get what you need. I'll
be with you every step of the way."

When Ted told me that and when I seen the writing on the wall I now
knew that maybe I was under so much stress that I made the ghost up
in my mind. Now that I hadn't taken my med.'s things started making
more sense. The back door looked like it had been hacked into by an
Ax and when I got up to the attic my dress was thrashed. That there
gave me a clue to it being a jealous fan. It could have been anyone. I
got my plans together that I went down along with my old sewing
machine.