I do NOT own anything, except the characters that I add in... there will be a few of those. Enjoy and Review! It takes place directly after the S2 finale.
The woman stirred, opening her eyes slowly to be greeted by Vincent's sleeping face and chiseled figure. Catherine smiled, waking up in his arms was such a blissful way to start there four day weekend. She slowly slid out from under his arms, and crept into the kitchen. She made herself a bowl of cereal before starting on the eggs and toast. Vincent lumbered out of the hallway and into the living room of Cat's apartment, rubbing the sleep from his face.
"Morning beautiful." he greeted her as he walked over.
"Morning." She responded, rather chipper.
"So what horrible torture do you have planned for us today?"He questioned as he slid his arms around her waist, smiling down at her.
"Well I was thinking we could eat then go hiking if your up for it? A bit of a drive but that's why we gotta go early." Cat ran the idea by him.
"I'm all for it. Need any help?" He asked, kissing her before letting go to lean on the counter.
"In a bit you an help me pack the car if you want." she suggested, trying to get him out of the kitchen, not wanting him to unintentionally ruin his surprise.
"Ok..." he drew it out, suspecting something was up but not bothering to question it. "I'm gonna grab a shower and get dressed. I'll be done quick, promise." he walked back into the bedroom.
Catherine sighed, digging through her purse she pulled out the small black box and peaked inside. What she saw made her smile. It was perfect. She wrapped it in an extra t-shirt and tucked it to the bottom of the bag, then she began loading in the ingredients for the sandwiches. That was a common mistake people made when making sandwiches for lunch that wouldn't be eaten for a while, putting them together hours earlier just makes them get soggy, but if you pack the ingredients to go then there was a nice crispy sandwich ready to eat, just how she liked it. The shower shut off with a thunk, she leaned over the counter and peered into the room where Vincent was changing, watching his mussels ripple under his skin made her swoon, but she wasn't going to let him see her like that. She grabbed the water bottles and put them next to the bag with the food.
"Hey, can you get the bags in the car so I can change?" She asked Vincent as she walked into the room. He was slightly startled at her entrance, making him look up awkwardly as he was bent down taking his shirt off the floor.
"Yea coarse." he snickered once his surprise passed, pulling the sleeveless shirt offer his torso.
"Thanks!" Cat called after him as he walked out of the room. She quickly got dressed, not wanting Vincent to look through the lunch and see box. She rushed after him in a pair of loose pants and a tight short sleeve top.
"So ware to?" Vincent asked, cat threw him a look. "Well I know we're going hiking but what trail?" he smirked at her.
"Its a trail that I used to hike with my mom a lot. I forget the name, but its about an hour and a half outside the city." She explained as they started the drive.
"Oh great. An hour and a half of your singing." He replied statistically.
" Shut up. You say you like my singing. And besides, I only sing in the karaoke bar and in the car. At least I don't strut into JT's in the middle of the chorus." Sarcasm dripped off her tone. The two sang badly and pocked fun at each other, We Will Rock You being the one song they sand four times over the trip to the trail. When they arrived, Vincent took the bag despite having to pry it from Catherine's hands.
"Only if I get to carry it back!" She argued.
"That's fine, it wont be nearly as heavy by then." he smirked at her. She took his hand and dragged him up the trail.
"So whats at the top?" Vincent asked curiously.
"Its one of the most beautiful views that you can see. The city in the distance, the hills, its breath taking." She turned to look at him.
"Not as breath taking as you I'm sure." he said, tucking a small bunch of white sage and wild flowers behind her right ear.
"Only to you." she kissed him before continuing to drag him up the trail, making him laugh in the process.
When they reached the top she pulled him over to a large flat rock, overlooking the ledge.
"Here we are." she said, looking out over the city in renewed awe.
"Wow..." Vincent's surprise was obvious, he quickly snapped a photo of Catherine with the view in the background on his burner, praying that it wouldn't come out blurry, then tucking it away without her notice.
"So how about that lunch?" Catherine turned and smiled at him, he was the one person who made her feel so peaceful.
"Of coarse. We have a wonderful selection for you to pick from miss. We have either turkey or ham..." he continued to list off the items for the sandwiches, "and finally we have this wonderful gray t-shirt table cloth..." He paused confused as he pulled the black box out of the folded up shirt. He glanced up at Catherine.
"Open it." her smile was soft as she spoke. He did as he was told. Inside the hard black box, nestled in white tissue paper, was a pair of dog tags. The first read:
"A PARTNER IS A PARTNER, AND WE TRUST IN EACHOTHER"
The second was a photograph of The two of them together, something Catherine had taken on one of there nights out.
"I..don't know what to say..." Vincent was at a loss for words. Looking at the dog tags he flipped them back and forth.
"A simple thank you will do." Catherine laughed. "But I'm glad that you like it." she smiled, he leaned over and kissed her, pulling her into him, holding her tightly.
"Sorry to interrupt you to love birds but we have something that we need help with. Mainly Vincent's help." A voice sounded behind them. Vincent's head snapped up, only to meet the eyes of the agents who had pulled him from the prison.
"How in the hell did you find us?!" Catherine asked upset that her "perfect" hike had been interrupted.
"We followed you from your apartment, we had hoped to catch you both on your way down but you were taking to long." One agent responded. Vincent stood up.
"What was so urgent that you needed to come all the way up here, find us, and interrupt our lunch date?" Vincent voice was slick with ice. He clutched the dog tags in his left hand.
"We have found a potential beast. So we are sending you to find and evaluate it. If its dangerous alert us and terminate it, if not then leave it be." The agent finished.
"Ware is this beast?" Catherine questioned the man.
"Its in the city, to be precise, in an apartment sponsor by an orphanage. You will be e-mailed the details, and from now on that is how you will revive information and communicate with us. Here, it has the email and password." The man passed Vincent a slip of paper. "Until we meet again, we will be in tough." The agents started down the trail.
"Well great..." Catherine trialled off, "I guess the weekend is shot. Go figure."
A/N: Leave a review if you want more! Its a story that's been rolling around in my head for a while. This is my first fic for BatB so I hope you enjoy~
Ps: some of the stuff wont entirely line up with the time line to the show, but I will try. Sorry in advance! *~*