Catherine and Vincent Reunited

"Peter, I've been awake for a week. You can't just keep me cooped up in here", Catherine begged Peter for the millionth time. After Vincent had taken her to her apartment, and left her for dead, her body was taken to the same hospital that Peter worked in. He had rushed to her side, expecting to find a corpse. But after examining her body, he found that Catherine had a faint heartbeat; it was so weak that Peter's first thought was that it was his own wishful thinking. But, she was alive. The injection the doctor had given her had nearly killed her; in fact, several times her heart had stopped all together. Peter gave her some medication to counteract the drugs in her system and then placed her into a medically induced coma. He told no one she was alive. She was so close to death, he knew she could die at anytime. So, he said nothing. Peter went to her 'funeral' and then went back to Catherine. He was the only one who knew the true; he felt it would be too painful to put everyone through Catherine's death a second time, but even though all his medical logic told him Catherine was going to die, he still held on to the hope that she would pull through.

"Cathy", Peter said softly, "you are still very weak. You have been in a coma for months; your body needs time to recover before we move you".

"But Vincent", Catherine pleaded, "and my child. I have to be with them".

"Cathy, I told you", Peter tried to calm her, "they are both fine. Vincent saved your son and when you are feeling better, I will take you to them. But I will not have you fall ill again, because I let you get out of bed too soon. Cathy, listen to me, you were dead. You need to be patient and let your body catch up with your mind".

"Have you told Vincent", Catherine calmed down and leaned back against her pillow.

"No", Peter said honestly, "I don't think he will be too pleased with me that I did not tell him you were alive in the first place. And I think the news will be best coming from you".

Catherine nodded her head and then drifted off to sleep.

That Night…

"I have to keep going", Catherine thought to herself. She had slipped out of the hospital after Peter had left and the sun had set. She was in the tunnels now. Slowly, Catherine made her way through the sections of tunnel that were the least guarded. She did not want anyone to stop her for continuing forward; she feared that if she stopped she would collapse, it had been so long sense she had walked this far.

"Just a little farther", she thought to herself, "and I will be at Vincent's chamber".

Catherine had luck on her side. Her memory of the tunnels had not faded over the months; she was able to make it all the way into Vincent's chamber without anyone seeing her.

"Vincent", Catherine whispered as she entered his room. But not one was there.

A cradle was next to the bed. Catherine nearly ran to it, but it to, was empty. That was been the dizzy spell hit her. Everything became blurred and she fell onto Vincent's bed.

For a long while she laid there, and eventually she curled up with one of the pillows and decided to rest; "I'll just close my eyes for a while", Catherine thought to herself, "I can just imagine Vincent's face when he finds me asleep in his bed".

And she fell asleep with a smile on her lips and hope in her heart.

Chapter 2… Coming Soon…