**I don't own Batb, Catherine, Vincent, Jt, Tess, Gabe or any other characters used. I also don't own any songs, or scenes that may be similar to another work.**


Catherine felt her heart race for a moment as she caught sight of a handwritten note stuck onto her door. Seeing the note gave her hope that something had triggered his memory because it was something that he used to leave for her, a simple one word note, but to her it was hope. Hope that her Vincent was back, that he remembered, that she hadn't lost him, that Gabe and Tess were wrong, but in the end it was her who was wrong. He hadn't remembered anything and was just trying to give her cell back and apologize for tying her up.

She wanted to believe that he would never hurt her, that his beast still remembered her, and that he would always protect her. Now she knew that she had been horribly wrong. Vincent had talked about crossing lines, but he would never know how much of a line he had crossed the second that he had laid a hand on her with an intention to hurt her. Even the night that Catherine had almost been killed by the same men who killed her mother, she had never truly feared Vincent. Now everything had changed.

She did go to Gabe, but not until after she had told Jt. He met her in the Gentleman's Club that had become his new apartment. She shakily took a seat across from him and he knew something was wrong, even before she spoke.

"What happened Catherine?" It took her a few minutes before she spoke and a visible shudder ran through her. She didn't want to revisit what happened, but needed to tell Jt.

"He-he's completely gone Jt."

"What do you mean?" Jt asked concerned.

"He passed a line that I never thought he would."

"Did he try to r..." Catherine instantly shook her head.

"No." Catherine said as she felt tears start to come to her eyes. "Jt, he physically attacked me. You knew him, and he would never have hurt me, at least intentionally. That was his one fear was that his beast would hurt me."
"He beasted out on you?"

"No, that is the worst part...He was in complete control up until he transformed to push me. He shoved me to the ground and took off."

"Are you alright?"

"I think so." Cat said with a hard swallow. "I have never actually been afraid of him Jt. I honestly thought he was going to hurt me and that..." Cat said before her breath caught. Even without Cat finishing her sentence Jt knew what she was going to say, she thought that she wouldn't have made it out of it. "There is no way that the old Vincent can be there anymore. I don't care what they did to him, he would never have laid a finger on me."

"Does this mean that you are dropping this?"

"Yeah. I have the proof that our Vincent is gone and he is never coming back. He is too dangerous now."

"So what do we do?"

"I am turning everything over to Gabe and it is his call what happens to Vincent. I can't go near him again Jt. I have never been this afraid of someone or something. I need to go." She said before getting up and leaving, not giving Jt a word in edgewise. She headed straight to the precinct and shared what happened with Gabe before returning to her apartment, changing into the pair of flannel pajamas that Vincent had gotten her for her birthday, wrapping in a blanket and crawling out onto the fire escape. She wrapped the blanket tightly around herself before seeing flashes of all of the moments that had been shared out on the fire escape. What she didn't know was that Vincent crossing that line was the push he had needed.

The second that Catherine had hit the ground by his hand, he heard Catherine's voice in his head. 'Vincent, you will never hurt me.' 'I trust you.' 'I am not afraid of you.' He so badly wanted to believe the voice in his head, but he had seen the look on her face the second his hand had connected with her, the look of complete and utter fear, the look of someone waiting for their life to be ended. Her voice kept repeating and he couldn't take seeing and hearing her so he did the one thing he was good at, running, disappearing. He made it back to his place before collapsing, his mind being overpowered by her voice, the look of her fear, a fear of him, of the fact that he had laid a hand on her...


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