Chapter 10

Previously at "Lawyer Chandler":

"I have news! You, Ms. Chandler, are allowed to leave the hospital today!"

He was right: this was good news for a change.

Vincent's POV

Last night I had plenty of time to think about Catherine's condition after the accident. The truth is that some people loose certain parts of their memory or suffer from other damage after less dangerous accidents than the one, that happened to Catherine and until she woke up, I was worried sick about her.

Now, that I knew about Manuel, now that I knew how she felt,

maybe we could take the next step in our relationship or I'd better say that now we could start a real one.

Maybe an hour, after we knew that Catherine was allowed to leave the hospital, we were on our way to my apartment.

Even if she had the chance to stay elsewhere, I wouldn't want her to.

We used the ride to talk and we had a lot to tell, since the majority of our conversations we had, used to be about our ex- partners.

When we arrived, I parked the car and opened the door for her. She got up slowly. The painkillers would take away the pain but they didn't make her feel comfortable though.

She closed the door and leaned against the car.

"Ok, lets get you in!" She was surprised when I picked her up into my arms bridal style.

"What?" I muttered. One could try to be serious, but not if Catherine was laughing at them.

"I didn't know that you liked cheesy, too?"

"Cheesy? I'll show you cheesy, Catherine Chandler!" I whispered the last words against her lips and gave her the sweetest of all kisses.

"Ok, let's hold that thought. I don't mind to pick up where we left of but,… it's freezing!"

Catherine leaned her head against my chest while I carried her in.

I carefully set her back down and before I could open the door, she placed her hands around my neck and leaned in for another kiss.

I took one step forward and got Catherine trapped between my body and the front door. With one hand I tried to open the door with the key, my other hand found it's way into her silky brown hair.

Apparently multitasking wasn't my strength but I didn't wonder, since kissing can be pretty distracting and I needed a minute, until the door finally opened.

Of coarse she would use the guest room again but though she would stay here until she had found a new apartment, she had her stuff at her old place.

I was just about to leave her room to prepare food, when she grabbed my wrist and I spun around at her touch. She laughed shyly, not sure what to say next but when she looked up and into my eyes, she started talking.

"I,… I just want to thank you for letting me stay here, Vincent!"

What was she thinking? That I would let her sleep in some hotel?

"You're welcome!" she just kissed me again and this time I leaned away to gaze into her eyes.

"How about dinner? You know,… I need something to distract me from kissing you all the time?" "That sounds great!" I loved the way her nose used to crinkle when she smiled.

"Let me help-"

I interrupted her mid- sentence. "You will just stay right here, in this bed!" She got distracted easily when I kissed her I used that chance, lifted her up and slowly set her don't onto the bed.

"But I…!" "No way!" I kissed her one last time before I left the room.

Catherine's POV

When Vincent left the room I made myself comfortable on the bed. It was difficult to remember a time, when I had a man around me with whom I could talk and have fun so easily. No lies, no excuses. I almost forgot how it felt like to trust someone and to be in love with this person without conditions.

Vincent would need a minute for dinner and I used the time to take a look at the books at the night stand. This time I would stay here for more than just a night and I would never turn down the chance to discover a new good book. I found two, the first one looked a lot like a journal and I put it back down. The second one was a photo album.

I was about to open it, when Vincent came back, a tray in his hands.

"Vincent, I,.. uhhm, I'm sorry!" I blushed.

"Hey, it's ok! No need to worry." He sat down beside me and handed me a sandwich.

We leaned back against the wall and he picked up the album.

He opened it up and layed it down between us.

Those pictures had to be at least a few years old, Vincent looked pretty young, without a beard and his hair grown longer.

"Is this… your brother?" I pointed at one of the pictures, my voice was barely a whisper.

"Yes, he was the oldest of the three of us"

He stopped and looked at me intensely. "He and Daniel, my other Brother, died in the towers." "I'm sorry!" I whispered and caressed his arm with my hand.

He opened the book at the front and the first Picture made me giggle.

It showed a little boy, not older than 5 or 6 years, in a pink fairy costume with blue wings on his back.

"Oh my god?! Is that…!"

"Me?" he answered. "What? I literally begged my Mom to buy this dress. JT went as a clown and I was his magical fairy. And I was doing a damn good job."

"So, this is, how you do it? Did you use a spell on me?"

"Very funny!" he leaned in to kiss me and whispered:" I didn't do it!"

"Oh, that's what they all say!"

The next page showed pictures of him, hugging a giant Teddy bear.

In one of them a woman stood next to him, smiling.

"Your Mom?" I asked curiously.

He nodded. "She was such a loving person, the best mother the Keller boys could ever wish for. After she died everything changed and Dad broke all contact to me."

We were talking for hours until he told me to rest, `doctors orders´, and went to his room.

I couldn't sleep, kept thinking about Vincent and his past and remembered the diary. I was too curious to not at least take a look at it.

`Ok, Catherine, only a short glimpse.´ I told myself.

The first page showed an older army picture him, with short hair, `Vincent Ryan Keller` stood in beautiful letters under the picture.

September 18, 2001

One week ago my brothers, Daniel and William, died in the towers.

I feel like I lost my entire family, when I see, how Mom suffers when she looks at me, and recognizes their faces in mine. The thought that she feels like this, when she looks at me is unbearable. We promised at the funeral stay in contact, support each other. Mom and Dad promised, but also Sabrina, Williams wife and Liz, Daniels fiancé. That we would help each other, especially since Sabrina is pregnant with her second child.

But deep down I know that everything has changed. And I know that I am not strong enough to fix the damage that their dead caused us. I can't help Mom if she won't let me and I'm afraid, that eventually one of us has to leave.

JT helped me. He is the one, who talks to Mom and Dad when I need to get out, need to breathe. He that I want to leave, that I have to leave.

Yesterday I received a request from the Mount Sinai Hospital Centre. I could start over new but somehow it feels wrong. I need to do something bigger, that matters.

5 days ago the military started a new campaign, I guess, they want to use this difficult time to find people, who are willing to fight for our country. One program is called Muirfield, JT tried to find out about them and told me to…

I heard a knock on my door and closed the diary before I told him to come in.

"Catherine,…!" he hesitated, not sure what to say next.

"Can I come in?" I nodded quickly and he closed the door behind him. When he came closer, out of the shadows and into the light of the lamp on my night stand, I gasped.

He wore blue boxer shorts and a dark tank top and looked unbelievably sexy.

And I just couldn't help but wonder, why Vincent Keller came into my room in the middle of the night…

Hey guys you all be wondering What will happen in the next chapter? The truth is that I have a little advance ratio of Vincent and Catherine, these next episodes will try that relationship VINCat go slower because it will occur several interesting things. Pease review, your comments make that I love more and more to this story. This story will be updated soon!