"Vincent! What are you doing?" Catherine yelled as Vincent picked her up into his arms.

"Carrying you over the threshold. I know we're not married but this is our first home together."

Catherine smiled, and gave him a peck on the lips. "Okay then."

As Vincent walked through the door of 'their apartment, Catherine thought about how much effort it had taken to get here. They were normal ( in the eyes of society) even though Vincent was still a beast. Murfield had fallen, but also along with it a cure for Vincent.

At a press conference Vincent had announced that he was alive, and he had to recall the events of what happened, but choose to leave out the cross species experiment part. They had decided that the world did not need to know, if Vincent wanted to be accepted into society.

As a sort of payment for his troubles, Vincent was given an Medal of Honour, his job back as a doctor and $20 million dollars. That was a week ago.

Vincent placed Catherine on the floor, bringing her back to reality. Catherine looked around the apartment in shock. It was so big! She ran In to every room, Vincent closely behind, inspecting the apartment like a child would in its new home.

The final room took Catherine's breath away. It was the biggest by far, and one of the walls was completely made of glass, letting you see the view that was New York City. It was so beautiful, a single tear escaped Catherine's eye.

Vincent was also amazed by the view, but he had something far more beautiful in his life. He walked over to Catherine by the window and wrapped his arms round her from behind.

"Well Catherine?" Vincent asked looking down at his beauty, praying she would like it.

"I love it!" She exclaimed. Then she turned around in Vincent's arms to look him in the eyes.

"I love you."

Vincent smiled. "I love you too."

If Catherine was happy, he was happy. That was the only reason he had bought this apartment. He had decided to spend his $20 million on Catherine, to make her happy. He could finally give her everything she wanted, and deserved.

All he needed was Catherine, after everything that had happened she was still here, and still loved him. There was no greater gift he could ask for.

Vincent held Catherine in his arms, as they watched the sun set over the New York sky line. And in that single moment everything was perfect.

….

6 MONTHS LATER.

"Please don't go..."

"I have to..."

"But it's to early..."

Catherine tried once again in vain to struggle out of Vincent vice like grip.

"Come on Catherine please stay, call in sick." Vincent pleaded, pouting slightly.

Catherine rolled her eyes, and flopped back on the bed defeated. Vincent was spooning her, with both his arms wrapped tightly around her small waist.

"Vincent I have to go to this court case, it's vital this guy is put away for the rest of his life!"

"But it's only 4:30am! And you don't have to be there for another hour! Please just stay in bed a little longer.." Vincent placed a long, slow, wet kiss on Catherine's neck.

A shiver went down Catherine's spine, as Vincent continued to smother her with kisses.

"No! I can't..." Catherine tried to say, ignoring the sensations running through her body.

"Pleasssssseeeeeee?!" Vincent pleaded, nuzzling her cheek with his, "I love you, you're so beautiful..."

Catherine blushed, "Vincent you know I hate it when you complement me."

Vincent looked at her frowning, "it's because you don't love yourself the way I love you. I wish you could see what I see."

Catherine was awed and embarrassed by this beautiful man.

"Ok... 5 more minutes."

Vincent smiled,"That's all I need."

….…

Vincent smiled as he closed the door to their apartment. '5 minutes' had turned into half an hour, and Catherine after scolding Vincent for making her late, had run around the apartment in a mad dash getting ready.

They had then spent 5 minutes trying to say goodbye and giving each other goodbye kisses.

Every morning was the same, they didn't want to leave each other. Not now, not ever.

Vincent went back into their room, he still had an hour before he had to get up for work, so he decided to get some extra sleep. He lay down on their bed, and grabbed Catherine's pillow, pulling it to his chest and breathing in its Catherineness.

He had his day all planned out. His shift at the hospital ended at 7:00pm, and Catherine would be home by 7:30pm. That gave Vincent just enough time to start cooking an romantic dinner and to prepare himself.

He reached over and pulled his draw open on his bedside table. He carefully pulled out a dark blue velvet box.

Vincent let out a long breath. He opened the box, and a gleaming ring came into view. It had taken Vincent 2 hours to chose the ring, and eventually he had chosen. It was a diamond band, with a big gleaming ruby at the top and 2 smaller amber stones on either side.

It had cost a small fortune, but he didn't care. Even if he bought the worlds biggest diamond, it would be no where near what Catherine was worth.

Vincent carefully closed the box, and placed it back in the drawer.

God he was nervous.

He knew that she loved him, so why was he so scared? Was every man this nervous before they proposed?

Vincent was shaken out of his thoughts by his alarm. Damn. He would have to make up a proposal speech at work.

Just before he got up Vincent smiled, tonight was going to be perfect.

…:…

Vincent had just lit the first candle when he heard a knock on the door. He looked at his watch.

7:15... That's strange, Catherine was early. He looked around in a panic, he hadn't even started dinner yet!

He ran around the kitchen collecting the candles, and shoving them into the drawer under the sink. He would have to distract her, and get everything ready later.

He heard another knock. "Coming! Give me a second!"

All the candles were finally in the drawer and the rose petals tidied up.

He ran over to the door and flung it open, "You're home early Cath..."

"Mom?"

A/N I've had this story in my head for a while now, and I eventually got time to write it. This is my first fanfic, so be honest. Xx