I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS. THEY BELONG TO THE CW NETWORK. THIS IS A WORK OF FANFICTION BY OMEGABEAST.
WARNING: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
Darkness blanketed the sky, providing the perfect cloak to the clandestine activity transpiring in the small town of Winston. But even in the quiet country municipality, secrets had a way of rising to the surface. This became abundantly clear to Catherine as she wrestled with the phenomenon before her. Sitting in a chair across from Vincent, she gripped the sides, bracing herself for the unknown.
"Catherine, talk to me."
"What do you want me to say? Your eyes changed colors and you want me to talk. Excuse me, if I defer that task to you."
Tension was so thick you could cut through it with a knife. In the grand scheme of things, Catherine realized Vincent wasn't obligated to provide an explanation, but no way was she stopping him from offering one.
Vincent ran a hand down his face, expelling a breath. "Catherine, you have to believe me. I've never had this happen before. I don't know what caused it."
"Let's say, I do believe you. You must have at least an inkling of what is happening to you. Obviously, your body is undergoing some type of change."
"When I went to the hospital today, I was given an experimental drug for pain, one that is less addictive than the meds I was prescribed before. Other than the pills, it's the only drug I've taken in the last two years," he said, clearly puzzled himself.
"Vincent, we've got to be missing something here. Human eyes don't just start glowing out of the blue. I'm trying to process what I saw, but even after seeing it, I find it unbelievable. We've crossed the line from what is considered normal and entered the realm of sci-fi."
Vincent hit the table. "Son of a..." He stood up, rubbing his hand down his face.
"What is it, Vincent?"
He looked at Catherine a long time before speaking. "After I was injured in the bombing, I stayed in the hospital for almost a year. During that time, I was approached by a team of doctors, who offered me a pipe dream. Well, at least, at the time I thought it was. They were actively recruiting volunteers to become supersoldiers. Evidently, my DNA is a perfect match for the serum in order to become one of these supersoldiers. My answer was no from the beginning, but now I'm not so sure they respected my decision. Today the doctor offered me a shot of a drug that is in the experimental stages. Now I believe it may have been a ploy to introduce the serum into my system. His eyes found Catherine's. "I know we have chemistry, and we could have had something beyond our friendship, but if I am right, that possibility died the moment I was injected with the needle. Not to mention, my life just went from quiet to dangerous. No one can know about this. If the government is watching me, I have to convince them I wasn't affected. That's the only way I'll be able to stay in town and keep you safe as well," he said, his anger rising.
"Don't you think you're jumping to conclusions here? First of all, they didn't know you were going to be at the hospital today and secondly, don't try to dictate my life. I say we stick together and face whomever, or whatever, we're up against. And thirdly, calm down, because your eyes are glowing again," Catherine stated in an agitated tone.
Vincent looked at Catherine, knowing he would only fuel her anger if he tried to reason with her, so he surrendered. "Fine, we'll face it together. Just remember this was your choice."
"My choice. My life. So glad we agree. Now how do we find out if you've been injected with this mysterious serum?"
"I don't really need a test. My senses have become heightened in the past hour as well as my new ability to hear your heartbeat. But to confirm my suspicions, I have a plan. My friend J.T. is a scientist, but he lives in New York. This is where you come in at. If I'm right, then we're probably being watched right now or soon will be. At least, I will be. I'm going to go inside under the guise of fixing you a drink. I'll extract a blood sample from my arm and leave it in a vial on the counter along with my friend's address. When I return, you go inside and retrieve it. Send it to him, along with a note detailing the current events. Please advise him to send all correspondence for me through you. Are you sure you're in?" Vincent asked, raising his brow.
"You won't get rid of me that easily. And who just happens to have vial in their house?"
"I don't know. A doctor maybe," he said, sarcastically.
"Right, Dr. Keller. Sorry, I forgot. Well, I'm all in. Kiss me and make it good. If they're watching, might as well give them a show."
"Your wish is my command," he said, as he leaned over and claimed her lips.
CATHERINE'S HOUSE
"Catherine, can you hear me? Wake up, Dear."
A groggy Catherine opened her eyes to find her mother standing over her.
"What is it?" She asked, rubbing her eyes.
"You have a visitor. As a matter fact, it's the same little boy who showed up yesterday."
Catherine jumped up. Oh my God, I forgot about Luke. Tell him I'll be out in a minute."
"When are you going to make time for your poor mother?"
Catherine stopped getting dressed and looked at her mother. "Out of all the adjectives that I could use to describe you, poor is most certainly not one of them. While we're on the subject, when have you ever made time for me?"
"Look, I don't want to argue with you. I'm trying to make amends for my past mistakes with you."
Catherine smirked. "I was born at night, not last night. Why don't you tell me why you're really here?"
Evelyn gave her a sheepish smile. "Frank left me, so I don't have anywhere else to go.
"And you suddenly remembered you have a daughter you can sponge off of."
"I'm sure your grandmother left you well off. That's why I didn't come to the funeral. I figured she left you everything anyway."
Catherine saw red. "You are a serious piece of work. The best thing you ever did for me, was giving me to Grammy. It is that reason alone that's keeping me from turning my back on you totally. But we can't stay under the same roof right now. I'll put you up at the B & B, and we'll talk later. Get your bags and I'll take you there now," she said in a voice that brooked no argument.
Evelyn must have sensed she'd pushed Catherine too far, because she simply turned and walked away, without another word.
Catherine dressed quickly and hurried out to the porch. Luke sat on the steps, patiently waiting.
"Luke, I'm so sorry about yesterday. Something came up and I forgot to call you," Catherine said, taking a seat on the step beside him.
"It's okay. My mom let me go swimming with my cousin and his friends. I got to ride the bus to the pool with the teenagers and it was really cool." Catherine ruffled his hair. "That makes me feel a little better." A sudden noise from behind alerted her that Evelyn was ready. "I need to take my mom to your house real quick, but if you want, you can wait here for Vincent. He should be arriving pretty soon." Luke's eyes lit up at the mention of Vincent's name. It would seem Vincent had a fan.
Catherine turned around and just shook her head. Her mother was dressed in a black pantsuit with heels and enough jewelry for three people to wear. She quickly grabbed the suitcases and took them to her mother's car. Less than five minutes later, they pulled in front of the Victorian house, with Evelyn at the wheel. Avery was out front watering the flowers while chatting with Charlie. Upon hearing the sputtering gravel, she turned around to see Catherine exiting the vehicle.
"Good morning, Catherine," she said with a southern drawl.
"It's morning, but someone forgot to tell it to be good," Catherine replied, glancing in her mother's direction. Realizing she was being rude, she quickly made introductions.
Avery being very astute, picked up on the tension. "Charlie, would you be so kind as to regale Evelyn with one of your stories, while I speak with Catherine for a moment?"
A smile spread across Charlie's face so big, you would have thought he had just won a metal. "It would be my pleasure. It is nice to meet you, Evelyn. Join me on the swing and let me tell you about my days in the classroom," he said, pointing to the empty space beside him.
Evelyn was more than happy to accommodate his request. Attention from any man was always welcomed. Catherine followed Avery in the house. They made it to the kitchen before Avery turned and gave her a questioning look.
"What is going on, Catherine?"
"Looks like, Mommie Dearest was deserted by another husband, and since Grammy isn't here to pick up the pieces, she suddenly remembered she has a daughter who she could possibly fleece until the next sucker comes along. Although, the scales are tipping more in her direction, when it comes to being a sucker."
"I'll let her stay free of charge for two weeks, if you'll do me a favor."
"Sure. Just name it."
"I volunteer at the nursing home twice a month. It usually involves driving the residents to the movies or out to eat. I'm scheduled to drive Alberta and two other residents to Bingo today. The lady that helps me here had an emergency, so you see, you would be helping me out."
"I know Alberta. She was my grandmother's roommate. You don't have to comp me a room for transporting them. It would be my pleasure."
"Honey, you may sue me for my business, when the day is over. You haven't had the pleasure of being in the presence of all three ladies together. Mark my words, you'll be calling me everything but a child of God," Avery said, smiling.
"Okay. It's a deal, but my car is too small."
"Not a problem. The nursing home provides a mini van. Just be there in an hour and show them your drivers license."
"Oh, what about Luke? I already skipped out on him yesterday. I have him and Vincent waiting on me," Catherine asked, truly concerned.
"Luke will be fine. In case you haven't noticed, Vincent is his new best friend. He looks up to him. And I really appreciate both of you for caring enough to include him in the renovations. It's fun to him, because it's not his dear old mom making him do it. Besides, being around a real man doesn't hurt either."
Catherine walked home and informed Vincent and Luke of her impromptu plans, before heading to the nursing home.
ALBERTA, HELEN, AND LULU
Catherine had barely entered the highway when Avery's words came true. Alberta and her friends; Helen and Lulu, were a force to be reckoned with. All three women wore gingham dresses of different colors and sported long or curly gray hair. All three looked spry for their ages.
"I almost didn't make it on the count of my arthritis and bad shoulder," Helen said, grabbing her shoulder.
Alberta waved her hand. "Helen, hush up all that foolishness. You're blowing my high."
"You're high!" Helen exclaimed.
"Oh, not that kind of high. The high of being away from that wretched place impersonating a nursing home. I've had a double mastectomy, hysterectomy, appendectomy, and a cholecystectomy. I'm so hollow inside, my food echoes when it goes down. But do you hear me complaining? Now let me enjoy my outing without hearing about all your ailments." Alberta stopped and coughed for a minute. "Besides, I may be an septuagenarian, but I don't need reminding. I got one foot in the grave and I'm busy trying to keep the other one away from banana peels. When I go, I want a man on top of me and a cigarette in my mouth. I've already signed a DNR order. Honey, just let me go with a smile on my face, as I float on up to those pearly gates," Alberta said, laughing, followed by a coughing spell.
"Alberta, must you be so vulgar? And you already sound like you've smoked enough in your lifetime," Helen said.
Alberta smiled and looked at the window. "That I did. But I need one more for the road. Had plenty men after me too, but I had my eyes set on one fellow. I told those other imposters; five and four is nine, you go your road and I'll go mine. And honey, if you consider my words vulgar, you've got the wrong friend. I've lived long enough to tell it like it is, and not to care who it offends. Nobody wants to hear the watered down version of your life. There's no fun in that."
Catherine couldn't help laughing at the comedy hour unfolding in the vehicle.
"Do you want to grab lunch first?" Catherine asked.
"Sure," Lulu said, looking over Catherine's shoulder at the speedometer. "Dear, can't you go any faster?"
"Lulu, this vehicle has five wheels. Four to roll and one to hold. That means one driver," Alberta chimed in.
"Take the Gentilly exit. We can go to Picadilly," Helen said.
"That's a great idea," Lulu said, ignoring Alberta.
"We have an hour and a half before bingo starts, so we don't have to rush. I didn't forget my dentures this time, so I'm going to eat good," Helen said.
Shortly thereafter, Catherine found herself in a restaurant similar to a cafeteria. She got in line behind the three women and scanned the plethora of decadent dishes available.
"I can't believe Ms. Thang is eating in here. She must have fallen on hard times to stoop this low," said the voice behind Catherine.
The voices sounded eerily familiar, so she turned around.
The two women from the parade sneered at her. She didn't blink an eye. "Do you have a problem with me?" She asked.
"Yes, I have a problem with you trying to steal, Vincent. I saw him first, and then you drive into town in your fancy car like you're all that. You leave him alone," the dirty blond replied.
"Sweetie, let me school you real quick, since you seem to be a few cells short of a brain. Before you go rolling up on women getting all territorial, make sure the man is yours first. I doubt if he even knows you exist. I suggest you get over your infatuation with him and your jealousy of me. I've reached my quota for entertaining nitwits for the month, so go entertain someone else with your tomfoolery.
"Who do you think you are? I will have you banned from everything in town and the surrounding areas."
"Why stop there? Why not the whole state? But you keep in mind, wherever I go, Vincent will be right there with me. So, go right ahead with your kindergarten threat, Ms. If I can't have him, then I'll harass every woman he talks to. Grow up. You are a joke to women everywhere," Catherine said, laughing, knowing she was goading the other woman.
"Laugh now, but we'll see who's laughing last," the now seething woman said.
"Little girl, go find a playground to play on. You're so invisible in my life, I don't even know your name. As a matter of fact, I'm done with this fruitless conversation. Control-alt-delete; consider yourself shutdown. Now kick rocks, trick"
"Now back to the regularly scheduled program. We got a bingo game to go to," Alberta interjected.
Catherine turned around and realized they had an audience. She briskly grabbed a few items and moved to the end of the line and prepared to pay for her food. Alberta walked up behind her with her walker.
"Well, honey, if I didn't know you were Lucy's great granddaughter already, you just confirmed it. You got some serious heat under your engine. Rev you up and everybody better get out the way. Lucy is dancing a jig up there after hearing you tell that little tramp off. Before we go back to that lion's den, I've got an item that must be checked off my bucket list today. Take me to meet this Vincent. He must be quite a man to cause such an uproar.
Catherine just nodded. Her emotions were all over the place, but she knew one thing for sure, she was going to need some bail money if Blondie approached her one more time.
Catherine headed back to Winston, after bingo was over. The old girls were still going at it and she chuckled to herself. It was never a dull moment with them. She bypassed the nursing home and headed toward the outskirts of town to her house. Pulling up, she parked and got out. Before she could open the door for her passengers, the man of the hour stepped outside and utter chaos ensued.
"I ain't seen a man that fine looking since Kennedy was president. If he was water, my thirst would be endless. Thine eyes have seen the light and my heart is on the blitz. All I need is a cigarette now and my body can give up the ghost," Alberta said, fanning herself with her hand."
"Hello, ladies. How are you?" Vincent asked, sticking his head through the open door.
"After seeing you, if I wasn't fine, I am now," Alberta replied, her eyes roaming over Vincent's body.
"Vincent, this is Alberta, Helen and Lulu," she said, pointing at each lady.
"Hello, Vincent," Helen said.
"Hi, Vincent," Lulu said, smiling.
Luke came running out the house at that moment.
"There's my boy. Come give me a hug Lukey Luke," Alberta said.
Luke blushed as he ran to the passenger side of the vehicle and opened the door.
Tell your mom, thank you for asking Catherine to drive us today. We really enjoyed it," she said as she hugged him. Luke spoke to the other ladies before grabbing his bike.
"Luke, we're pretty much done for today. Here, give this to your mom to save for you," Vincent said, handing him a bill from his wallet.
"Ok, I will. Thank you," he replied, before pedaling off on his bike.
"Vincent, I thought we were going to have to post bail for Catherine today," Alberta said.
Vincent gave her a look of bewilderment. "What do you mean?"
"It seems a member of your fan club got confused on her place. She tried to intimidate Catherine, but my girl held her own. Did a right fine job of it too."
Vincent looked at Catherine, but he didn't say anything. He hoped his eyes said it all. They would definitely talk later.
"I know that look. These young folks need to talk. Catherine, take us home. We're having tapioca pudding tonight and I don't want to miss it," Lulu said, interpreting the exchange.
"It was really nice meeting you ladies. Don't be strangers."
"Believe me, the pleasure was ours," Alberta replied, looking him over one last time.
Helen just nodded her head. She was clearly quite taken with Vincent.
"Meet me on the deck when you get back," Vincent whispered, before walking off.
Catherine drove the trio back to the nursing home. The day had been quite eventful, but the only thing on her mind was seeing Vincent again.
VINCENT'S HOUSE
Water streamed down Vincent's body as he leaned his head against the shower wall. He willed his body to relax, hoping the stress would follow the dirt and grit of the day down the drain. His mind drifted to Catherine and he felt his nether region come alive. He absently stroked himself, closing his eyes as he expanded more and more. His erotic dream with Catherine came to mind and he was so turned on, he could barely stand up straight. Thinking about it was too torturous, so he opened his eyes, hoping to clear his head. Out of his peripheral, he caught a slight movement. Was he that horny that he was seeing things? Sobering up, he opened the glass shower door. He was more than a little shocked to find Catherine standing there, looking like a deer caught in headlights.
"Did you enjoy the show or would you prefer to join me?" He asked, still holding his tool.
She blushed, but he could see the wheels turning in her head. Her heart raced, and he smelled her arousal. His semi-hard state was quickly transitioning back to rock hard. He walked over and kissed her hungrily, running his fingers through her hair. Her body surrendered to him completely. He hastily divested her of her shirt, while hoping he wasn't dreaming. He sensed her fear, causing him to pause.
"Catherine, what's wrong? I can sense your fear."
She looked at him shyly. "I haven't had sex before."
He grasped her face with his hands, looking directly into her eyes. "It's okay. You don't have to do it. And if we do, it won't be having sex. I'll be making love to your beautiful body as well as your mind.
Transfixed on his eyes, all her fears vanished and any inhibitions flew out the window. Vincent felt her relax, spurring him into action. He removed the rest of her clothes and carried her to the shower. He washed her body between kisses, massaging her until she was on the edge of climaxing. His body was on fire, but he couldn't focus on himself. He had one goal tonight and that was pleasing Catherine. He understood the level of trust she was placing in him, and he refused to screw it up. He bent slightly, taking her nipple in his mouth. He stroked her wet center as his tongue danced over her nipple. Suddenly her hand found his erect penis and their hearts smiled in unison. Soon both of their bodies transcended to the clouds above. Catherine let out a moan as her body reached its peak. She thought she heard Vincent roar, but her ears were ringing and her body was convulsing, anything else was simply lost in the background. Finally she opened her eyes, taking notice of his amber eyes, but not really caring. He looked at her, unable to form a sentence. He didn't know or understand what had transpired between them, but he had just experienced the best orgasm of his life and they hadn't even had sex. If the sex was better than this he was a goner. She would have him hook, line and sinker, and he wouldn't put up a fight either. Drained and spent, he turned the water off and took Catherine's hand, leading her to his bedroom. She climbed in the bed and he followed, pulling her close to his body. No words were needed to convey the love so clearly felt between them. Sleep simply took over as their hearts slowed down the tempo and silently fell in sync.
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