Disclaimer: Sadly, Vincent is owned by the CW, so are all other characters.

A/N: This story is rated M for a reason, consider yourself warned!

I spent all saturday doing my laundry, after Tess left. By four p. m. I had had enough. The weather was freezing but dry and I grabbed my gear to go running. I needed to work out, get my body to a void where I didn't think about Vincent. I was on my third lap when I sensed... something. The air around me seemed to fill with electricity. It was as if something jolted my body to attention, like an animal sensing a predator. I knew he was close in beast mode. I turned around but saw no one. My phone vibrated breaking my concentration. A text from Evan, asking if I'd heard from James. Why would I have heard from James? did Evan think we were a couple. I was annoyed. When I looked up I saw him. Vincent's amber colored eyes looking straight at me from the bushes across the way. I saw his fangs gleaming. He was heaving. Anger seeped from him and enveloped me. My heart beat faster but I wasn't scared. I walked slowly towards him. He paced back and forth staring at me, like a caged animal. When I reached the edge of the bushes I held out my hand for him to take. He stopped pacing and I saw his face retreat to his human side. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bushes, against him.

"It's not safe for you, here." he whispered into my hair.

"I'm ok, Vincent, I'm ok." I reassured him. My arms hugged him. I was trying to pin him to me so that he would never leave. It was dark. I'd stayed out later than I had intended. He cupped my chin in his fingers and made me look at him. His eyes were worried.

"Can I walk you home, Catherine?"

I smiled. Could he not hear my heart soaring?

"I'd like that." He pried my arms from his waist and led me back towards the pathway. He held my hand tightly in his, and we walked back to my place in silence. It felt normal. Walking home hand in hand as if we'd done this forever. There was some familiarity between the both of us, something clicked in me and seemed to fall into place when he held my hand. When we were across the street from my building he pulled me into his embrace and my arms shot around his waist again. He smiled at me. I smiled back.

"You should forget I ever crossed your path." he whispered. I felt my heart-break a little. I knew he was saying goodbye. "If you want to be safe, forget about me."

"But what if I don't... want. to. be. safe." I whispered back. He squeezed me tighter. I felt his hand cup the back of my head, holding me as he leant down and brushed his lips to mine. He was getting warmer, a jolt of energy seemed to surround us. His breath was erratic.

"I lose control when I'm around you. I'll end up hurting you." He talked against my lips. I wanted to kiss him but his hand kept me pinned, immovable.

"Please don't leave me." I begged.

"I have to go. This is the last time you'll ever see me. I'm leaving town."

"Please..." I felt a tear stream down my face. He trembled against me, barely controlling himself, and I didn't want him to. He licked the tear from my cheek. I was aroused instantly. I hugged him tighter. He pushed me into the shadows of the alley, against the hard brick wall and kissed me feverishly then. His tongue exploring every dark desire of my mouth. The more he kissed me the more I wanted to keep on kissing him. His body heating us both in the cold night. He lifted me slightly and my legs straddled his hips again, his arousal pressing heat into my center. He started grinding against me and I moaned. He stopped kissing me to look at me with a startled face. I smiled at him and tried to kiss him again but he snarled. That's when his eyes changed to their golden hue. He was breathing harder. This time I wasn't scared. I knew I wanted him even if it meant wanting Mr. Hyde. I ran my hands through his hair and pulled him closer, letting my tongue explore his lips, his tongue, his fangs. I felt the pricle of electricity engulf us. And before I could do anything, he picked me up and ran across the street, jumped to my fire escape and pinned me against the metallic steps. He kissed me over and over, until my lips were numb, and then finally his face was human again and he let me feel the extent of his hard desire. When he touched me I could feel the current of electricity flowing into me, and the more he touched me the more I wanted him.

He ripped my running pants, my fleece hoodie, my t-shirt, exposing my body to his scrutiny. His eyes changed color again, his face twisting to the bearlike grimace. He snarled. I guided his hands to my waist. He pulled me closer, the monster snarled my name. His gruff husky resonating inside me. I smiled and unfastened his jeans. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. I was aroused and terrified all at once. He pushed himself inside me, pinning my hands above my head. He was huge, bigger than any guy I'd gone out with, he pushed himself inside me completely and I felt my insides ignite. He was fast, furious. He was the monster he'd promised, grabbing, pulling, pushing, biting, grinding. Hurting me. And I couldn't get enough. I wanted more. He suckled on my breasts pawing them with claws but that only made me climax faster, and I felt him come inside me in waves as the monster snarled my name.

He released me instantly, my body screaming from the deprivation of him, he opened my window and carried me to my bed. I looked up to see him human again. His face and arms covered in blood. A sad look on his face as he set me between my covers.

"I'm sorry!" I heard him whisper before I passed out.