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**A/N: Okay, so I am going to try to start writing these chapters in a narrative POV as I have said previously. I will be doing a lot of changes from here on out also. Please be patient with me through this lol. Anyways, thanks so much for the wonderful reviews! I will now be posting this story openly from now on since I have received so many awesome reviews supporting me. Love you all!**


Chapter 9 – Church Bells PT. 1

It had been 2 days since Vincent had put in a lot of thought about his feelings for his wife. He felt a sense of closeness to her that he hadn't felt in the past 3 years. He missed this with her... literally craved it all along but at the same time, he felt so undeserving to have her.

Catherine could not believe the closeness between them either. She actually felt bad about it... not really trying to intentionally bring him back into the marriage. She only wanted him to be a loving husband in her last days... and to seem loving in their sons eyes.

They both felt a bond rekindling between them... a sense of hope.

If anything Catherine was plotting to push him away again, if not he would only be hurt by her death. Maybe it had been planned out this way for a reason... Her husband seemed to have moved on and her death would not affect him as bad, or even at all with his new mistress.

But no! Dammit no! He was falling for her again. If she takes him back, would she be selfish to put him through him the pain of only losing her? Would he be prepared to take on full responsibility of their son? She actually feared to die for the first time.

Vincent broke her from her thoughts as he knocked on the door and leaned against it, "Can I come in?"

"It is still your room too Vincent... Of course you can." she said softly as she stood to brush her hair.

He walked over towards her... without stripping his gaze from upon her. This time he didn't wait for permission, instead he scooped her up into his arms both gazing into each others souls as he began to walk towards the living room.

Normally he would walk to the front door, but he sensed a strong intimate feeling this time as she laid in his arms. He walked into the kitchen with her and sat her up onto the kitchen island. She couldn't help herself neither...the feeling of intimacy was there for her too. She reached up with her right hand and touched his face. He too reached up and grabbed her wrist, holding her hand there, savoring her touch. As he tried to speak, she placed her finger onto his lips, "Don't speak, just kiss me already..." she said as she pulled him to her lips.

It started out as a kiss that was forbidden... slow, sloppy, and not very loving.

She pulled back realizing what she had just done, and instantly she hopped off of the kitchen island and walked a few steps away... she turned before he could say something, tears falling down her face, "We can't do this... I can't do this... Not after everything you have done, Vincent. I will admit that it has felt good being close to you again, but I can't just erase the affair like it had never happened..."

He walked slowly to her, cupping her face and bending her head back slightly so that she was looking at him as he said, "No more tears... I love you Catherine. And I will do whatever it takes to make this right."

Stunned she was... She never expected him to say those words loudly to her again. He leaned down, just close enough for her to feel his breath as he said, "Please tell me what to do to have my family back..." and he kissed her again. This time it was more heated than slow... more ment to be than sloppy... more passionate then loving.

She had lost all train of thought as his lips found hers and she jumped up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and kissed him back.

To hell with the affair...

To hell with the divorce and its stupid conditions...

To hell with her cancer and what fate it brought to her...

She was going to live in the now and forget about tomorrow... forget about yesterday, and just be there with him now.

They suddenly stopped when they heard little footsteps coming down the stairs and Catherine walked over to the counter and started pulling out pans to start cooking breakfast for them.

Tyler yawned from still being tired and Vincent chuckled as he nudged his son, "Still sleepy are we? Maybe an omelet will make you feel better?" he said knowing his sons favorite breakfast food was a loaded omelet.

"Yum! Sounds so yummy! Mommy will you make me one?" he asked as he looked up at Catherine.

"Well, I'm not sure exactly how your dad makes his, but I will definitely try." she said as she grabbed the eggs and a few other items out of the fridge. Vincent stood as he walked up to her from behind, "You sit down and let me take it from here then."

She stood there looking at him with a half eaten grin as he continued, "Sit." gesturing his hand towards the bar stool. As she began walking away, he grabbed her hand and spun her around fancing him as he placed a soft kiss on her lips.

Tyler covered his eyes, "Ewwww! Gross!" he said, causing Catherine to laugh.

"Alright little one, how about while dad cooks breakfast, you go hop into a bath?" she asked followed by placing a kiss on top of his head. He hopped down off of one of the other bar stools as Vincent continued to prep breakfast. Catherine knew she had to tell her husband about the cancer, and now seemed like the perfect moment to do so, "Vincent?"

"Yeah?" he said continuing to cook.

She looked down at the counter-top of the kitchen island as she sighed. As she started to speak, Vincent's phone started to ring. He wiped his hands on the dish towel then pulled out his phone along with putting up a finger to Catherine, "Hello?... Oh hey Bob! How are you?..."

Catherine sighed and realized that maybe after-all, now was not truly the right time to talk about the touchy subject.

"...Sure! I can come in about an hour and stay for an hour. I have a wedding to go to today and I can't miss it... Yes, I know the importance of the company but I refuse to miss my sister-in-law's wedding for paperwork... I understand, thank you. Be there in an hour." he hung up then looked at Catherine, "Sorry... that was my boss. He wants me to come in a little bit today, but I promise I will be at the wedding, okay?"

"Yeah, I understand." she said clearing her throat, and avoiding his gaze.

He walked back over to finish cooking and asked, "So, what was you wanting to tell me?"

"Oh, uhm... I forgot now. Maybe it will come back to me later or something." she cleared her throat again as Vincent leaned down to kiss her again, this time she turned away, "Please, don't Vincent. I can't get attached again... my heart won't take it again."

He nodded as she walked upstairs to check on Tyler.


As Vincent arrived to his office, he was surprised to see Gabriella there too. He ignored her presence and continued walking towards his office when she grabbed him, "Where the hell have you been?" she asked frustrated and worried at the same time.

He sighed as he removed her hand from his wrist, "Look, I don't have time for this. I have a wedding a to go to this evening, and I am trying to get this paperwork filed so that I can go home and get ready."

She looked puzzled, "Since when did you call it home? Has she brain washed you? Vincent, what has happened to you?"

He pulled away and continued into his office.

Gabriella entered without knocking and sat down onto his desk as he continued sorting files, "What do you want Gabriella? I am running on limited time here."

"Well, since you asked..." she pulled her skirt up, exposing her right leg as she crossed them. Vincent took notice in this and shook it off like it was nothing as she continued, "..I was thinking that maybe we could... sort other things out besides paperwork."

She licked her lips followed by biting her bottom one and when she noticed that Vincent was still working, without taking notice in her sexual flirtation, she snapped, "Well, I can see that my presence isn't wanted here..." she stood, straightening out her skirt, "But you know where my office is if you need me."

"Thank you Gabriella, please shut the door behind you." he stated not taking his eyes off of the computer and files in front of him.

She rolled her eyes and huffed in frustration as she slammed the door behind her.

Vincent looked up at the door, then back down to his desk and noticed a photo frame was turned over. He lifted it up and saw a photo of him, Catherine, and the newly born Tyler in a hospital room after the birth of their son. They both looked so happy there. Why did he have to be so stupid? He practically threw everything away!

But it wasn't over yet... He had plans to do everything he can to keep her and Tyler in his life.


"Tyler..." Catherine yelled up the stairs, calling for her son to come down, "Tyler! Heather is here with Sophia... Come down!"

Soon after he came running as fast as he could down the stairs. He ran outside and started playing with Sophia.

Heather walked inside laughing at the kids in the yard, "Today is the big day. How are you feeling Heather?"

They hugged, "I'm extremely nervous actually. But I wanted to thank you and Vince for filling in for Sammie and Brett. Do you even feel up to this? I mean with your cancer going on? I'm sure I can find..."

"Heather!" Catherine shot at her sister while grabbing her shoulders, "I'm fine! I actually feel great today. Dr. Forbes put me on medications to try and so far I'm feeling great. Besides, today is your day and I don't want you to worry about me... honestly, I truly am fine!"

"Oh Cat, you sure?" Heather questioned. Catherine gave her an annoyed look then went back to cooking lunch for Tyler, and now Sophia too, "Would you like some coffee? Wine? Anything?" Catherine asked her sister as she stirred the macaroni and cheese.

About that time, Vincent came rushing through the door, stripping his jacket. He slumped down into a kitchen chair and looked up for the first time noticing Heather was there, "Hey Heath." he said in a sigh, "What brings yous here?"

She giggled as she said, "Well... I invited the girls over here so that we could get ready for the wedding and I thought that you would go to my house and get ready with the guys... You know, tradition of sorts. I hope neither of you mind."

Vincent looked over at Catherine then back to Heather, "Fine with me..." he looked back over to Catherine, "Do you want me to take Tyler with me?"

Wow, Vincent taking Tyler... by himself... to get ready for a wedding with a bunch of guys being... well, guys. But she knew that Vincent would never let a soul harm him. She trusted him whole-heartedly, "Sure. I'm sure he would love to have alone time with you... he misses you lately, due to your work hours of course." she quickly corrected.

He nodded as he called the kids inside to eat their lunch.

Once done, Vincent and Tyler left.


Catherine began to feel overwhelmed by the amount of women in her house. Especially the hair dresser. She feared that her cancer was not going to be good to her.

She sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror at the dress she was wearing. Heather walked in and almost screamed, "Oh my God, Cat...I haven't seen you dress up in God only knows when...You look amazing!"

She walked closer to Catherine and started playing with her hair, "Cat?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think we will last? You know, in the marriage I mean. You have been married 10 years now and your both still happy with each other right?" Heather asked.

Catherine hated to lie to her sister... but she didn't want to scare her sister from marriage at all, "Uhm, yeah. Of course it'll last..." Catherine stood cupping her sisters face, "Honey... your in love, I can tell."

"But what if he grows tired of me? Leaves me because I don't satisfy him anymore?"

Catherine smiled as she took her sisters hands in hers, "He won't... he loves you Heath!... He'd be a fool if he ever left you. Your a great person Heather and I think he sees the greatness in you. The way he looks at you... hes crazy about you."

Heather fanned her face, "Oh, stop it! Your making me cry my bride make-up away... Thanks Cat. Your great too... and I can tell that Vincent loves you too, just by the way he looks at you. I can remember it like it was yesterday... I hope Darius looks at me the same way that Vincent looks at you in 10 or more years."

They hugged and Catherine held back her tears. If only she knew... If only, she knew.

Heather pulled away from her sister and placed her hands on Catherine's shoulders from behind her as they looked into the mirror, "Now, lets fix you up... Once Alex is done with you, Vincent won't be able to breathe! Let's knock 'em out sister."

Catherine nodded as she sighed. Tonight she hoped that Vincent would only have eyes for her.


As hours had passed, and it was officially time for the wedding, Catherine became quite nervous. She was beautiful though, with her thick, soft curls that came down to her bare shoulders and her make-up gave her the softness and beauty of a porcelain doll.

The dress she wore, wasn't too loose, but tight enough to show off her hourglass curves, and the skirt was up enough to show off her matching pumps and sexy legs.

She hasn't been this dressed up in a long, long time and the thought of Vincent seeing her this beautiful frightened her.

Heather walked up to Catherine with a gray headed male. When Catherine turned to face them, she almost screamed in delight when the man turned out to be her father, Thomas Chandler, "Dad!" she yelled as she jumped up into his arms. It had been 5 years since she last saw him... as a matter of fact, it had been since Tyler was born since she had seen him.

God how she had missed him, and he missed her, "Catherine, how are you darling? And hows my loving grandson?"

"We're good dad. Been busier than usual lately, but good. Tyler got a part in one of the plays at his school. He's thrilled. And growing up so fast too."

"Wonderful darling... where is he anyways? And that husband of yours, Vincent?" he asked.

I sighed as I responded, "I assume they are with the guys."

He smiled as he kissed her forehead, "Still treating you good?"

"Yes." she answered almost instantly.

Thomas looked at her puzzled by her quick response as she smiled nervously back at him. Heather then approached them, "Alright ladies... line up now. It's time to walk down the isle. Cat, you stand in front of me."

The music had changed to Canon in D and Catherine's stomach turned in nervousness. It seemed like it was taking forever for them to move up in line.

As it became Catherine's turn to go in, she approached a stunned Vincent and wrapped her arm around his as she smiled, "Hi." she whispered.

"Hi." he whispered back and then they began walking to the front of the church. There were a lot of people there... too many for comfort actually and Catherine looked up at Vincent who was staring at her. She blushed as she smiled and they split apart at the alter.

As Catherine turned around to face the crowd, she almost fainted when she saw the same woman who had been making out with her husband only days ago in his office. Vincent saw the change in his wife as she continued to stare out in the crowd and he too looked around the crowd to see what exactly she was looking at.

He spotted Gabriella instantly and felt like he was choking by the sight of her.


Once the vows were said and they walked back out of the church, Catherine grabbed Tyler and began walking for her car, "Mommy, where are we going?"

"Were going to Aunt Heather's house for the after party. I want to make sure I get a good spot...

"Catherine...Catherine, wait!" she heard Vincent in the distance. She turned around to face him as he approached her car, "Where are you going? Aren't you going to see your sister off first?"

"I just want to make sure that I get a good spot before everybody else gets there. She will understand, I'm sure of it." Catherine stated.

He ran around the car and got in with her and from a distance, Gabriella took notice in this and it enraged her fully. She too hopped into her car and waited to follow behind them.


The party had been going on for quite some time now. Catherine and Vincent split their ways once they had arrived. Heather had told Cat that they could stay their tonight since Tyler was with them and it would be late before going home. Catherine bathed Tyler and tucked him to bed before returning downstairs to the party.

As she made it to the bottom of the steps, she saw Vincent talking to her father. He looked over to her and smiled, and she smiled in return as she looked down at her feet.

Across the room, Gabriella was watching every move they made while drinking her 7th glass of wine.

Vincent walked over in what seemed like slow motion. Catherine's heart began to race as he finally approached her, "Can I have this dance?" he asked as he held out his hand.

"Vincent..." she said almost in declining as he said, "Please?..." he whispered, "Dance with me..." he continued.

She placed her hand into Vincent's and they walked out together onto the dance floor. He took her right hand into his left and placed his right hand on the small of her back. Her other arm wrapped around his neck and both felt the intimacy building once again.

He guided her right hand up to his neck and placed his left hand with the right one on her back, "You look very beautiful tonight. Hardly recognized you... in a good way of course." he said trying to make small talk.

She blushed as she thanked him and they continued to sway in the music. She leaned her head onto his jaw and he drank her scent into his lungs. She slowly raised her head up, gazing into his eyes, him doing the same and they slowly leaned towards each other and softly brushed their lips together as they continued to sway.

Gabriella had enough, and she wasn't giving up until she fought for him first.

To Be Continued...


**A/N: Had to split this chapter into two parts... I am exhausted right now so I will post part two of this chapter tomorrow. Enjoy darlings, and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.**