Disclaimer: I don't claim or own anyone characters from Beauty and the Beast that I mentioned, they are all owned by the CW.

Author's Note: Still in the process of continuing. Thanks for hanging in there good people. Hope you are enjoying it as I am writing it.

(Chapter 3)

"Catherine! Catherine!" Vincent tried to open the car door with his normal human strength, but it was too mangled. He heard her heartbeat growing weaker as he received no response and her breathing was becoming shallow. That was enough to send his adrenaline into overdrive and causing him to change and take the form of the beast. He ripped off the car door and removed Catherine's lifeless body out. He cradled her small frame in his arms and started to become frantic. His beast looked for an escape route to take her far away, he wanted her safe. However the doctor in him knew Catherine needed medical assistance asap and waited, hoping someone will come along. Then it happened all at once, her heart stopped and the breathing came to a halt.

"Catherine?" Vincent cried out while he woke gasping for air as his heart pounded against his rib cage. He still replayed that damned nightmare in his head, remember seeing the car accident, his senses picking up not only the smell, but hearing the tire screeching along with crunch of the metal and shattering of glass. He feared something had happened to Catherine when he saw the accident as both vehicles were in the middle of the road Immobilized. He still felt responsible since he was pissed at her and didn't want to answer the damn phone.

After talking with Alex he came back to the warehouse, he needed to get some sleep, especially after what happened the night before. Vincent put his phone on vibrate, and forgot to turn the ringer back on. He grabbed the phone off the nightstand and looked at his screen. He noticed there were five missed calls from Catherine along with a voice message. His heart pounded nervously against his chest while he listened to the message she left, someone was stalking Alex and she was on her way to check on her. Hastily he hung up the phone throwing it on the bed beside him, before running his right hand frustrated through his hair and resting his elbows on his knees. He thought recently of how he had developed these strong feelings for the woman he only save 9 years ago, but not once did he check on Alex. Why? Could it be the fact that Catherine and his lives intertwine because of Muirfield?

After brushing his teeth, Vincent headed over to the dresser to grab a clean shirt from one of the drawers. When he heard JT enter the warehouse and was making his way up the stairs. "Dude, you know Cat has been trying to reach you." JT told him as he entered the loft and approached him.

"Yeah, I know." Vincent left out a sigh.

"What?" JT gave a questionable look.

"Catherine left the hospital to go uh help Alex." Vincent stated not liking her decision to take it upon herself to help protect Alex. Especially just coming out of surgery.

"She mention it might have been Muirfield, but I didn't think she would leave the hospital." JT told him as he seen the questionable expression on Vincent's face and could tell something was bothering him. "What? She tried to get a hold of you, but you weren't answering your phone."

"I was with Alex." Vincent stated and then clenched his jaw tightly.

"You went to see Alex?" JT couldn't believe Vincent would want to risk getting exposed again.

"Yeah, to tell her to move on." Vincent answered.

"Vincent, we talked about this. You going to see Alex only risk exposing not only yourself, but…..."

He cut off JT by saying. "I know man, but I had to." He wondered if Alex was so worked up seeing him that she forgot to mention about some guy stalking her. "Alex never thought to tell me about this?"

"Maybe she didn't think it was a big deal." JT guessed.

"Not a big deal? JT, Catherine is putting herself in danger again, because of me." Vincent commented while getting up from the couch. He wasn't about to have her risk her life for him, not while she was injured. Not only did he have to worry about Alex's safety, but now the one who captured his heart too. Is she really looking to get herself more injured or worse? "Why the hell Catherine thinks it would be Muirfield?" Vincent look at him questionably again. Where was she getting that idea from?

"Probably because someone was wiretapping Alex." JT told him and then added. "I guess she'd figured it was them."

"I'm gonna go check on them." Vincent started as he was about to grab his phone and jacket when he was blocked by JT from leaving.

"I don't think that'll be a good idea." JT blocked him still.

"Come on man, I got to do something."

"Cat, probably don't want you to risk getting yourself expose again." JT told him.

"She wouldn't of been in the hospital because of me." Vincent voice became emotional as he tried to go pass him again. He was too filled with guilt of leaving her at the damn reception when he did and then her getting shot after the car accident only made it harder for him. It's a good thing she made out alive, because he wouldn't know if he could have handled it if she didn't.

"Come on V, that wasn't your fault. You couldn't of known what was going to happen to her." JT tried to reason with him.

"I know, but you weren't there pulling her lifeless body out of that damn car and not being able to do anything, man." Vincent's voice was still filled with emotion again as he brushed passed his best friend and headed for the door again. "I'm not gonna sit here while their both in danger."

"Okay, okay just be careful this time then." JT called to Vincent as he opened the door and left the warehouse. He knew it was useless to try to reason with him again, knowing from what happened the night before.

On the way to Alex's apartment, Vincent pulled out his burner phone and dialed the number to the precinct. He waited until one of the operators to pick up the phone before proceeding to tell them about Catherine leaving the hospital without her doctor's okay. He didn't like that she left the hospital and especially in her condition. He knew she was trying to help out and that she was also too stubborn for her own good.

"Yeah uh, actually her Doctor needs her to go home and rest." Vincent stated through the phone as he approached the empty lot back of the warehouse.

"Thank you for letting us know Dr. Zalanski."

"Um...Yeah, okay." Vincent ended the called as he quickly hung up the phone and pocket it into his coat. He knew Catherine wasn't going to be happy when she finds out, but he'll be damned to have her injury herself more. He then started to head over to Alex's.


As Catherine slowly made her way down the street towards Alex's apartment. She saw some guy holding Alex with a knife to her throat. She knew she had to help, but she wouldn't be able to aim her gun at him due to her injury. She was afraid she would miss and accidentally hit Alex. So she tried carefully her only other option to get his attention was by raising her gun up in the air and pull the trigger painfully.

"What the hell?" The guy yelled as he heard the shot coming from the direction where Catherine stood. He quickly let go of Alex and then started heading off down the street.

"Stop!" Catherine shouted while letting out a painful groan. She tried to run after him, but her shoulder started bothering her and she leaned against one of the buildings for support.

"Oh my god!" Alex ran over to help her. She was shocked to see Vincent's handler come to her aid. "Are you okay?" She asked.

"Yeah." Catherine gasped in pain again while nursing her shoulder.

"Here, let's go to my place and I'll help change the bandage." Alex offered as she aided Catherine by helping her back to her apartment.

"I don't even know how to thank you." Alex said while putting on the clean bandage. "How did you know I'd be in trouble?"

"I, uh..." Catherine hesitated. She knew she couldn't tell her about looking her up on the police database, because of the reason being she was close to Vincent and maybe be in danger. So she came up with a believable excuse. "I didn't. I was just stopping by to say thank you for the great health care."

"Or maybe you started keeping tabs on me, because of Vince?" Alex smiled at her, but then paused when she saw the confusion on Catherine's face. "Of him coming to see me, I mean." She again saw the confused look on her like she didn't know about it.

"It's okay. It's okay. Vince told me everything. Obviously, that's... that's just what you do when you're somebody's handler." Alex smiled again at her.

"Alex, uh," Catherine paused for a moment trying to get over Vincent calling her his handler. He had the nerve after the fact that he risk exposing himself by coming to her father's wedding and pulling her out of that wrecked car. Why would he risk seeing Alex like that since Muirfield was out there? And why the hell did he call her his handler? "who was that guy?"

"Uh... I'd never seen him before, but..." Alex hesitated while shaking her head as she was getting her thoughts together. "he seemed to know me. He said he'd been thinking about doing this for years. Detective Chandler, he might be the person that's been watching me. I had a break-in a few weeks ago."

"Oh, really? Did, uh, they take anything?" Catherine asked while taking some of the aspirins from Alex to ease the pain in her shoulder and swallowed.

"No. It was weird." Alex stated as she watched the detective get up from the couch and made her way into her bedroom. " I think whoever it was just went through my closet."

"I'll check and see if the prep left any advice." Catherine told her while she started to examine some of the things in Alex's closet, when she came across a bunch of letters addressed to Alex from Vincent. He wrote to her saying that how much he missed her and couldn't wait to get back to the states to marry her. She could feel a painful tightness in her throat as she looked through some of the photos. Seeing them together happily, smiling and embracing each other. She continued to look through the photos and came across one of him when he was younger. Vincent was standing by the beach smiling, looking happy and sexy as ever. She noticed that he still looked the same on the outside, but on the inside she knew it was a different story. She had to wonder if Vincent even told Alex about the 'new' him. She quickly pocket the photo of him after he entered the apartment and made his way to the bedroom.


Vincent arrived at Alex's just after the sunrise, hoping Alex was okay and so was Catherine. He knew she could take care of herself, but with her condition now she could get herself more injured. He really didn't want to be here, but if it wasn't for Catherine's condition he would still be at the warehouse. He knocked again waiting for Alex to answer. "Alex, it's Vince. Open up."

"Vince?" He heard the surprise in her voice, the rapid beating of her heart and the sound of her shoes walking quickly towards the door. Alex nearly threw herself into his arms after opening the apartment door.

"Hey. You okay?" Vincent gave Alex an abrupt hug before stepping into her place. Having her this close in his arms, it was nothing like the same feeling he got when he held Catherine in his arms at her father's wedding. The way her petite body felt against him that electric spark that went through his entire body to his groin and the smell of her sweet perfume. He always wanted to get that close to her since that time he saved her. He use to feel like that with Alex, but not anymore. "Uh, Catherine called and left a message. What's going on?"

"Oh, she's... she's amazing." Alex started babbling on as he sensed her overwhelm by the fact he actually showed. "Your handler, she... she saved my life."

"Alex," Vincent left out a breath as he took a mental sigh while following Alex inside her apartment. "We talked about this."

"I, uh," Alex hesitated for a moment before reaching out for his cheek to caress it. "wasn't sure if I was gonna see you again."

"Yeah, well, I'm here now." Vincent voice was apathetic as he pressed his lips together and quickly pulled back from her hand. He could hear Catherine's heart beating rapidly from the bedroom. She was nervous about something. "Is she in there?"

"Oh yes, sorry." Alex was shocked. She couldn't believe that Vincent again pulled away like he did last night. He never reacted towards her like that before when they were together. "She's right in here, the bedroom." Alex told him while pointing towards the direction of where Catherine was.

"Handler, really?" Catherine gave him a hurtful expression as she slowly made her way towards the door, meeting him.

"I didn't..." Vincent was about to explain things to her, he figured that Catherine must of heard Alex referring to her as his handler. He saw Alex approaching them and decided it wasn't the best time. Not with his ex around anyway.

"Sorry, uh, no trace of the perp." Catherine said to Alex while ignoring Vincent and changed the subject.

"Well, they already dusted for prints so I figured it was a long shot." Alex replied while pushing her hair aside.

"He was in the apartment?" Vincent asked looking worried.

"Yeah, we think a couple weeks ago, so any scent of him is probably long gone." Catherine gave him a look, hinting on maybe it'll be a good time to try and use his 'secret abilities'. Before looking back at Alex asking. "They find any other evidence?"

"A hair, some mud from shoes, but I never heard back."

"Probably booked it into property without it. Sometimes it's easier to call someone crazy rather than face the facts." Catherine explained to her and then looked at Vincent. "You stay here with her. I'll be back."

"No," Vincent gently grabbed her arm, trying to stop her. He could smell the scent of her blood seeping through her bandage and it was driving his senses off the wall. He needed to check on that bandage, before it would get infected and probably worse."you need to go back to the hospital and get better, okay."

"I need you to stay with your fiancee in case the stalker comes back." Catherine informed him as she left out of Alex's apartment and before Vincent could stop her again. She needed to get some space after reading them letters and looking at the pictures. She needed some time to think and figure out if going forward with him would be such a good Idea.

"Catherine wait."

"I tried calling you." Catherine stated upsettingly as she felt Vincent's hand gently grab her, but tried to get away from him.

"I know, but uh I, I was..." Vincent stepped closer to her, blocking her. He needed to explain to her what happened with Alex.

"I figured you were with her." Catherine cut him off with a hint of jealousy in her voice. She figured that was the real reason why he didn't pick up the phone. Just like at her father's wedding. "Just stay here with her in case the stalker comes back."

"Catherine." Vincent was about to follow her down the street, but stop when he saw Catherine put her hands up to stop him. He could sense the upsetment in her voice as he watched her turn and walk away before he headed back inside Alex's.

Catherine couldn't figure out why he was acting so weird, like he was more protective of her then his own fiancee. Someone he should be more concerned about, right? Considering there's someone out there stalking her. She started towards the precinct, hopefully to get more information on who was going after Alex. Maybe she could get Evan to check it out and hoping it wasn't Murfield related that broke into her place.


"What do you mean you let her go?" The male voice asked through the phone angrily. "You were supposed to attack her until Keller showed up."

"I did, but then her cop friend showed up." Connor replied while he paced his apartment nervously.

"Her cop friend?" The voice questioned through the receiver.

"Yeah, some small petite woman with long brunette hair." Connor remembered every detail of that sexy cop.

"Detective Chandler." The man said angrily through the phone. "It can't be."

"So you do know her?"

"Yes, she's connected to Keller too." There was a pause before the voice continued. "And she was supposed to have died in a car accident a couple of days ago."

"So, what do you want me to do now?"

"I want you to still take care of the fiancée." Answered the voice then added."The way that we planned it."

"Okay, but what about the cop?" Connor already had a gut feeling that they weren't just going to let her go.

"We will take care of her later, just make sure this time that he shows up." The male voice answered menacing and pausing again. "And Connor don't mess this up. Or you wouldn't get the money we'd promise you." The voice continued before hanging up the phone.

To be continued…