Catherine was laying on her back with her hands crossed over her stomach and her eyes wide open. She had changed into Vincent's clothes, a white tee-shirt covering her body to the middle of her tights.

Vincent was right next to her, pretty much in the same position, his heart soaring with happiness because Catherine was next to him. Yet, he was a little anxious about what she wanted to talk about.

As for Catherine, she couldn't help but think about his kiss. She kept replaying the scene in her mind and every time all she wanted was for him to kiss her again. That simple thought was raising her heart beat and the fact that he was lying next to her almost naked wasn't helping at all.

"You're not going to sleep, are you?" He asked her after a while of listening to her every sound.

"I don't think so." She replied truthfully.

"Do you want to talk now?" He proposed, thinking about easing whatever was on her mind.

"Do you want to?" She replied with a question.

"All I want is for you to be comfortable and apparently you're not. So whatever you need to do in order to feel better, just do it." He told her.

She turned on her side and he did the same and they were now face to face.

"I love you." She told him with a sigh, making him smile and ask: "It's… it's a good thing right?"

"It is." She reassured him with a smile as well before continuing: "But there are some things I want to be clear about, things that we need to discuss and acknowledge if we want to make our relationship work."

"I'm listening." He told her.

"First, no more stupid experiments on yourself to tame or kill the Beast. I love you the way you are, fangs and all." She stated.

Vincent nodded and she continued: "No more deciding what is best for me. What is best for me is what I want, when I want it."

"Alright." Vincent agreed.

"No more self-loathing about you not being good enough for me, or you being a beast. Please refer to the previous statements if you need to understand why." She continued.

Vincent looked down, sadness filling his soul and tears his eyes as he remembered why he wasn't good enough for her and the main reason was that he was the cause she had lost her baby. He didn't think that he could ever forgive himself for that.

"Catherine…" He started with a sigh before adding: "We've lost our baby because of what I've put you through. I will never forgive myself for that."

"We don't know what really happened Vincent. Maybe it was the stress and fatigue, maybe it was my fault. We can blame each other and destroy ourselves or we can forgive ourselves. And that's the last item to my list. I want us to have a baby, I want to try again." She stated.

Vincent looked up at her and said: "I would like that very much too but I'm so scared. We don't know what our baby will be like. How do you raise a beast?"

Catherine moved closer to him and said: "Our baby will be beautiful and we will love him or her as much as we love each other. For the rest, let's just take one step at the time."

"Okay." Vincent simply answered as he wrapped one of his arms around her waist.

"So, do you agree with my terms?" Catherine asked, putting her arm on top of his and running her fingers on his bicep.

"I do. But I've came up with some of my own as well." He replied.

"I'm listening." Catherine told him.

"Alright, so I want to be able to watch over you every time I see fit and I'll try to protect you no matter the costs or consequences. Also, any man getting too close to you will have his head ripped off." He explained.

She giggled slightly and said: "I think we are on the same page here."

His face became stern and he said: "I swear I will never hurt you again Catherine."

"I know." She replied before kissing him gently on the lips.

He sighed deeply and whispered: "God, I've missed you so much."

"Me too. It was so hard having to stay away from you when everything I wanted to was to be in your arms." She told him before snuggling closer against his chest.

"I wanted what's best for you… to keep you safe…" He said, tightening his grip around her.

"This… this is what's best for me. Right here, right now. I only feel safe when I'm in your arms." She told him.

"I think it's what's best for me too." He said before kissing her on the forehead. She pushed herself up so they were face to face again and they kissed passionately.

They broke their kiss for much needed air and Vincent asked: "How was your girl's night out with Tess?"

"You want to talk about that now?" Catherine asked curiously.

"I think sleeping is overrated. Besides all I really want to do right now is be with you." He explained with a smile.

"I'm not sure but I think we could do something else than actually talk." She told him, biting her lower lip.

"Well, Miss Chandler, what would you like to do then?" He asked as he rolled her on her back and settled over her.

"You can start by kissing me again." She said and he obliged willingly to her request but giving her a quick peck on the lips.

"And again. And again. And again." Catherine told him while he kept quickly pressing his lips against hers.

"You know what?" He asked, stopping his actions and looking into her eyes before continuing: "We should get started on that baby you've talked about."

He let a hand run under her shirt from her tight up to her ribs. Catherine closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, enjoy the feeling of his skin against hers. Emotions came flooding into Catherine's heart and soul by the simple gentle brush of Vincent's thumb on her skin. Everything she had been through for the past few months, all the pain, sadness and anger… it was as if everything was melting away only to be replaced by love and joy. He was hers and she was his again.

Tears escaped her eyes against her will, making Vincent stop his actions and causing her to open her eyes to find him looking at her with concern.

"Hey… what's going on?" He gently asked, removing his hand from under her shirt to dry the tears on her face.

"Nothing… it's just…" Catherine trying to speak but she couldn't.

"I don't want to push you into something you don't want." Vincent said shaking his head and adding: "I'm sorry."

He moved to sit up on the edge of the bed, resting his elbows on his tights and head in his hands.

"Breaking rule number three already." Catherine stated as she got up to stand in front of him.

Vincent looked up at her and said: "I made you cry Catherine and I promised never to hurt you again."

Catherine smiled and straddled him to sit on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and told him: "You did make me cry but it was of joy and relief to be with you again. My love for you is so overwhelming that I couldn't contain my tears."

Vincent wrapped his arms around her waist and said: "I'm so terrified of doing something wrong and screwing everything up for us. I don't want to lose you again."

"You won't… unless you do something stupid… and starting something and not finishing it is something really stupid..." Catherine told him with a smile before adding: "Let go Vincent… let go of the past and love me, right here and right now."

"I'm so in love with you." He whispered.

"Prove it." She taunted him with a smile.

Vincent chuckled and flipped them over so she was lying underneath him once again. He let his hand travel the same path on her body it already had, making Catherine close her eyes and arch her back. Vincent captured her mouth with his and kissed her passionately. Shivers ran on both of their bodies when their tongues met. Catherine ran her fingers on his back, lightly scratching him in the process and marking her territory.

Leaving her lips, Vincent's mouth let a trail of kisses on her cheek and neck and he let out a disappointed sighed when the shirt Catherine was wearing prevented him to have access to more of her skin. Realizing it was his shirt, he decided to tear it apart, leaving Catherine exposed to him only wearing her underwear.

She chuckled at his actions but gasped when his mouth found her stomach. She gripped the bed sheets and let out a small moan.

Suddenly she heard him whisper in her ear: "Was something funny my love?"

She could only shake her head no in answer and that made him smile. He kissed her neck and sucked at her pulse point. She moaned once again and arched her hips to meet his obvious desire for her.

After months of abstinence, Catherine was about to burst into flames. He was driving her crazy with every kiss, every words and every caress. When one of his hands slipped under the hem of her panties just over her hip bone, she bit her lower lip and whispered: "Vincent… Please…"

Vincent couldn't help but smiled from ear to ear. He kissed her on the lips and told her: "Don't be so hasty my love, the night is young and so is the rest of our life together."

THE END.

All good things must come to an end and believe me I had very much fun writting this story. I'm sorry it took so long to post this last chapter and for it's shortness but unfortunately I'm not really good at writting happy things.

Thank you so much for the constant support you've provided me over the 26 chapters of this story, it wouldn't have lasted so long without you!