Catherine Chandler. Beloved mother and friend. Words on a cold stone. Grass and flowers. Casket. People dressed in black. Tears. White roses. Another cold stone. Tyler Keller. Beloved son and nephew. More flowers. Little casket. JT. Tess. Heather. More tears. Knees hitting dirt. People rushing over. And darkness. Only darkness…

Vincent gasped for air and sat up in bed. His whole skin was running with sweat. He tried to control his breathing. What a horrible nightmare. It felt so real. But was it just a nightmare? He was not so sure. His heartbeat picked up again as he came to his senses, looking around him and noticing that he was alone in the room when the last thing he remembered before he tranq'ed himself was Catherine and Tyler lying next to him. Where were they? He panicked and got up quickly. He felt dizzy and had put a hand against the wall for support. He had to gather his strengths and think straight. He had to find out if the two persons he loved most were dead or not. He pushed himself forward, silently praying that they were both alright. He made his way shakily to JT and Tess' living room and he spotted them on the couch, in front of the TV, with Tyler between the two of them.

"Daddyyyyyyyyyy!" Tyler exclaimed as he got up and blurred in his father's arms, almost making him lose his balance in the process. Vincent released the breath he was holding since forever.

"Well, if it isn't sleeping Beauty." JT commented, glad that his friend was finally awake.

"Are you okay Tyler?" Vincent inquired quickly, choosing not to reply to his longtime best friend.

The little boy nodded strongly and he said: "Mommy saved me."

Vincent hugged his son tightly, so relieved that he was alright, but fear still gripping at him for not knowing if Catherine was alright or not. He didn't dare to ask his son if his mother was still alive.

He glanced at JT and Tess who had sad looks on their faces. It wasn't good.

"Hey buddy, why don't you go back with Aunt Tess while I talk with Uncle JT?" He proposed to his son. Tyler nodded and Vincent put him down. He noticed that something was slightly off with his little boy. It had probably something to do with Catherine. He needed to talk to JT to find out what happened to her. Despite their current situation, he loved her with all his being. From the first day he saved her when her mother was murdered, he swore to protect her. He would blame himself forever if something happened to her.

JT got up from the couch and made his way to him and told him: "Glad you're awake buddy."

Vincent nodded and was about to speak when JT told him to follow him. They made their ways into JT's office and closed the door. Normally, with the TV on and if they didn't talk too loudly, Tyler wouldn't be able to hear their conversation.

"Where's Catherine." Vincent immediately asked.

"She's… uh…" JT mumbled and Vincent cut him off and insisted: "Where is she?!"

"She's at the Sheriff Station." JT told him.

Vincent analyzed his friend and though he was not lying, he wasn't completely honest either. And why would Catherine be working after nearly losing her son?

"What's going on? Is she alright?" He questioned again, as panic started to rise inside him.

JT turned a screen towards him, showing a video feed of the Sheriff Station and Catherine locked in a cell. Vincent looked at the screen dumbfounded. What the hell was going on? Why would she be in a cell? He was relieved that she was at least alive but nothing made sense to him.

Seeing that his friend was completely lost, JT started to explain: "We didn't know how to cure you or Tyler. So I had the idea to transfer Tyler's blood into Cat to help him fight the poison."

"Why Cat? Why not me?" Vincent asked.

"Because I was afraid that it might overload your system. The risks were too high for you and when I talked to Catherine, she convinced me to transfer to poison into her body. She had the best chances at surviving between the two of you. Normally, not having Beast DNA into her system was supposed to help her eliminated the poison faster than you or Tyler… it was supposed to be harmless." JT explained.

"That doesn't explain why the hell she's locked up into her own prison cell." Vincent told him.

"You fought the poison on your own and Cat saved Tyler. But… she's huh… she's turned into a… Beast." JT blurred out. There was no easy way to tell him the truth.

Vincent stared blankly at the screen, trying to process the news.

"She's Beast out and we can't bring her back. We hope that maybe you can." JT said hopefully.

"Does Tyler know?" Vincent asked.

"No. Although it was a possibility that he could help Catherine to take control of her Beast, we thought it wasn't in his best interest to see his mother like that. We told him that Cat was on a big case and that she had to work a lot." JT replied.

"If you couldn't bring Catherine back, I don't think that I can either." Vincent told JT with sadness.

"She can bring you back. We tried to tranq her and it did not work. She just sleeps and as soon as she wakes up, she's out of control. But the good news is that I don't think it's going to last." JT explained.

"Then why don't we just wait?" Vincent asked.

"Because I don't know how long the effects are going to last in her system and what the consequences could be. Plus, Tyler needs his mother. Just go there and make her turn back!" JT told him.

"I can't…" Vincent said, running a hand through his hair. "It's my love for her that always made me come back. And she's made it pretty clear that her love for me is gone."

"Dude just go there and talk to her, you'll figure something out." JT told him.

"Alright." Vincent conceded before leaving the room and making his way back to Tyler.

"I'm gonna go see Mommy alright?" He told his son who only nodded in answer. Vincent gave him a kiss on the top of the head and said: "Be good for me." Tyler nodded again and watched his father leave.

Vincent lost no time and blurred to the Sheriff Office. He made his way inside and stopped in front of the cell Catherine was locked in. She was curled up on the floor, her whole body shaking like a leaf. He reached for the cell keys and made his way in, closing back behind him.

All of a sudden, Catherine jumped at him and hit him. The force pushed him against the bars and he heard her growl. He didn't have the time to regain his senses that she hit him in the guts. He bent in two as pain shook his body, taking the air out of his lungs.

"Catherine." He tried, breathless, holding up one of his hand in surrender and trying to buy time before she attacked him again. He looked up at her and she was a beautiful Beast. Her eyes were glowing with an intense yellow but that was it. No fangs or claws. She was just a breathtaking Beast as she was a breathtaking human. His Beast was dying to have her. His Beast had always wanted Catherine, but seeing her as a Beast, it was almost uncontrollable, a primal need. Like animal instinct. He couldn't help it but his eyes glowed back at her and she launched herself at him once again and hit him hard in the jaw.

He let her hit him several times. Mostly because he deserved it but because he knew that she needed to get it all out and there was no way he would fight her and hit her back.

She stopped and stared at him. She growled, taunting him to fight back but he didn't move. He could feel his blood dripping from his lower lip and smell it on her fists. When she was about to hit him again, he grabbed her fist and twisted her arm it until it was stuck behind her. He pressed her front against the wall and used his body to restrain her.

She fought back but she couldn't move. His strong body pressing against her back wasn't allowing her to free herself from his grasp. Vincent lost control and buried his face in the crock of her neck, inhaling her scent. His Beast wanted to claim her as his. He groaned when she wriggled her body against his, touching him in the most sensitive places and sending shivers in all his body. The little vixen knew what she was doing, and she was using need to her to her advantage. But he knew that there was no way it was Catherine's own doing. They were done, broken up. She hated him and she wouldn't do something like that. Vincent came back to his senses, this wasn't Catherine.

"Stop." He told her sternly, his lips so close to her ear that she could feel his breath on her skin.

She growled at him one more time and he tried: "Think about Tyler. He needs you. He needs his mother."

Her breathing was swallowed and she fought back again.

"You saved his life. You have to fight the Beast for him. I know what it's like Catherine. I know it's so hard to fight against it but you have to think about those you love. Tyler and Heather. Use their strengths to come back to them." He told her.

She growled again but she wasn't trying to fight him anymore, it was a good sign… at least he hoped so.

"Come on Catherine. I know you are strong enough to come back. Think about Tyler, he needs you right now. He's worried about you." He continued and finally, her breathing came back to normal so he let go of her slowly and made a few steps back.

She turned towards him and he caught her before she lost her balance. Her eyes were not glowing anymore but she was burning up with fever. Vincent didn't hesitated and lifted her in his arms. Her body was limp in his arms and she let her head rest in the crock of his neck. Her heartbeat was off the charts and he had to act fast to reduce her body temperature. He blurred to their house, in their bathroom and gently laid her in their tub as he turned the cold water on.

"Catherine, you have to stay awake." He told her, seeing she was dozing off. He knew how fighting to control the Best was exhausting but he also knew that she had to stay awake.

"Tired…" She mumbled.

"Do you remember when I found out you were pregnant with Tyler?" He said, talking to her so in hope to keep her awake.

Catherine nodded and a small smile appeared on her face.

"You woke up one morning with cramps. You threw up more times than I can remember. I was far from thinking you were pregnant. But you knew and you just didn't know how to tell me." He reminded her.

"I'm cold." She told him as water was slowing filling the tub and wetting her clothes.

"It's okay Catherine. We have to cool you down, you have a fever." He told her before continuing to tell her about this special day: "You went to work anyway and I kept worrying all day until you came home. When you stepped inside the house I knew something was going on. You couldn't even look at me. I remember thinking that maybe you wanted to leave me."

"Was scared." She reminded him.

"You sat on the couch next to me and started crying. I took you in my arms and held you until finally you told me that you were pregnant. I laughed and you gave me that look that I will never forget. It was a mix of 'are you kidding me' and 'I'm going to kill you'." He continued with the story.

Catherine smiled. She wanted to kill him for sure at the time for laughing in her face when she was so terrified of his reaction.

Vincent finished: "I was so happy. Terrified too, but mainly thrilled to have the baby with you."

She smiled again and her eyes closed, she was dozing off to sleep. Vincent put a hand on her forehead and it seemed that her body temperature had almost returned to normal. Her heartbeat was still fast but that was probably the effect of the poison.

"Hey, don't fall asleep. I'm going to get out of here and dry you and then I'll let you sleep alright? Just hang on and stay awake for some minutes for me." He told her, gently putting a hand on her cheek.

She nodded in answer and fought to open her eyes.

"Come on." Vincent said as he helped her out of the tub. He reached for a towel while holding her. She was too exhausted to even stand on her feet. He dried her clothes and her hair the best he could. He knew that it wouldn't be enough and that he had to get her out of her clothing. If things were different between them, he wouldn't even be considering the question to do it or not… She would already be naked and in bed. But now it was different.

"I… huh… Catherine… I have to un… huh… undress you." He told her hesitantly.

"Okay." Was all she replied before he started to unbutton slowly her blouse. She tried to help him the best she could.

Vincent received a text on his phone, he checked it quickly and saw that it was from JT. '911-Tyler left. Probably heading to your place.'

He quickly put his phone back in his pocket, trying not to worry Catherine with the sudden disappearance of their son.

He tried to act as normal as he could and quickly undressed Catherine, leaving her just in her undergarments. He grabbed one of his tee-shirt for her to put on and in a matter of seconds, she was lying in bed, safely tucked under the covers.

"Try to rest, I'll be right back." He told her before heading out of their room. When he opened the door, Tyler was standing right in front of him. Vincent's heart broke at the sight of his tears. He was supposed to yell at him for a lot of things such as going outside alone and using his powers but he just couldn't. The poor boy had been through so much already, his father didn't have the heart to lecture him.

Tyler looked at his father and slowly walked into the room. He crept in bed next to his mother and cuddled next to her under the covers.

Vincent watched them as tears pooled in his eyes. He had been so scared that he had lost them. He was dying to join them in bed and hold them close. But that was not his place anymore. He had lost his family.

Feeling desperate, he sat on the floor with his back against the wall and he let the tears fall on his face as he watched them sleep.

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