(Catherine's POV)
I watched as they hauled Vincent up in the net they had captured him last touch of his hand, still lingering on my fingertips, I touched my stomach. I whispered, "Don't worry little one, we will find Daddy. I promise." I had lied to Tess, and Vincent both about the results of the pregnancy test. Even though he had seen the test, he never caught on that it actually read pregnant. He just took my word that it was negative. How on earth was I going to tell him it was positive after he reacted the way he did? Now, he was being whisked away by Muirfield to who knows where, for who knows how long, and I had just been thrown face down onto the ground by Gabe, who was now dead. My baby. Was my baby ok? JT showed up just as I fell to my knees, sobbing, for Vincent, and for the safety of our unborn baby. He ran to me and sat in front of me. "Cat, where did they take him?" I shook my head. "JT, I don't know, but you have to get me back to the house." JT looked puzzled, but helped me up and to the car.
On the way to the house, I explained everything that had happened that night. I also explained how I lied to Vincent about the baby, and that I was worried about being tossed around like a rag doll by Gabe. As we pulled into the house, he turned off the car and looked at me. "So, Cat, let me get this straight. You are pregnant with Vincent's little cross species child, you lied to him about it and now, you're worried about having a miscarriage after Gabe threw you around tonight. Right?" I hung my head in shame. How could I have lied to Vincent, the man I love? "Yes," I whimpered. "Ok? YES JT, I'm a horrible girlfriend, I'm a horrible friend, and I'll probably be a horrible mother." JT started the car. "Well Cat, this isn't my specialty, but If we're going to have a look at what you and Vincent created, I need to call Sarah, and meet her at the University. This is more her thing. She has all the equipment we need in her lab. You are not horrible by the way, you were just scared of how V would react." I laid my head against the window, staring into the darkness. "And now JT, I may never know."
We made it to Sarah's lab and JT introduced me as his sister in law. "She's been staying with me while my brother is out of town. She slipped and fell down a few steps earlier and she's worried." I came out of a small dressing area in a gown. Sarah looked to JT, walked over and kissed him. "JT, this is kind of a girl's thing. She's not very far along so a trans-vaginal ultrasound will have to be done." JT spun around and walked out of the room with one hand waving around in the air. "Say no more. No way do I wanna be anywhere near whe that's happening, call me when it's over." Sarah giggled and came back to me. "Catherine, how far along are you exactly?" I shook my head. I wasn't really sure. I just knew what that stick said. "I guess around six weeks or so. We weren't exactly trying for this." Sarah proceeded with the ultrasound. Fifteen minutes later, she was done. She turned the screen to me, and pointed at a little dot. "There." she said. "That's your baby. Right about six weeks, give or take a few days. Everything looks good to me, but I suggest you follow up with an OB appointment if you have any spotting or cramping." I began to cry. There was our little baby, our little cross species baby. What was I gonna do? I lied to Vincent, he'd been kidnapped by Muirfield, and God only knows if they're gonna kill him or not. Sarah covered me up and left the room, leaving me to cry. Alone. I was alone. No Vincent. I sat up and cried even harder, and JT came in, sitting beside me. "Cat, we're gonna find him. Tess and I will protect you until we do." He put his arm around me. "Vincent will come around on the whole baby thing. Don't worry. If the cure was working on him, it's possible, once the baby's older, we can work on something for it too."
We drove back to the house and I crawled into our bed. The scent of Vincent was everywhere. I grabbed his pillows and snuggled up against them, and inhaled deeply. We have to find him, no matter what. I can't live without him, even if there is a part of him growing inside of me. I shouldn't have lied to him. Maybe if he had known I was pregnant, he would have fought harder to escape.