There he was standing at the entrance of the room.

Both three people in the room turned themselves to that voice. Catching Gabe's eye at their direction, Tess and Cat tried to sheild up Tyler's body from his sight.

"Gabe..."had tried to explained Catherine when Tess just shook her head; not wanting to cause any more drama than it was. The man in question was in a mess, thanks to a certain fomer and female beast. He wore a wrinkled up purple shirt with sleeves pulled up to his forearms, black pants, his usual black shoes. His hair was was a mess and didn't got the time shave. All thanks to an certain damsel in distress, Tori Windsor, who put him through hell and all that with her problems had thought Catherine looking up to find an worried but determinated ADA Gabriel Lowan.

"I don't think it's a good thing for you Gabe, to be here..." However, Gabe, who didn't wanted to hear any of it, just followed;

"No! I need to see her, I need to see Tyler..."

"You think you can make an identification for that girl?"had replied the patholigist and Evan's best friend nodding at the lying corpse in the front.

"Her parents might come soon, Gabe and you could end up in big trouble, you know?"had warned Tess again.

"I don't care, I need to see her..."

"Gabe.."

"Please...I need to see her.." Like losing a fight at the field, Catherine just sighed at his reply, she knew he wouldn't give up either way, anyways. "Tess, I think we should.." With a defeating sigh, her partner nodded and the two of them moved away from the lying body on the table. Murmuring a silent 'thank you' Gabe walked up to the body. He couldn't believe it, he just couldn't. His eyes were all on her. Tyler.

"It can't be, it just can't...Tyler..." Words couldn't expressed the feelings that he had at the moment right now. He was just shaken and completely distraught. His old flame that tried so hard to burn down his bad side and there she was, laying on that autopsy table. Pale. Dead.

But not only Tyler made him panic. There was another matter in here.

Secrets.

Ghosts from the past.

Catherine watched Gabe's reaction very carefully. She didn't know what kind of relationship Gabe and Tyler had in the past, but from what she saw was some mixed feelings in the picture; Guilt, love, fear, shock, even sadness along with many others. That he might explode, wouldn't be a surprising view. Calling it experience or not, she saw a lot of people's way of reacting when it came about like learning that a love one from family or close relationship was found dead on whatever place, and to just tell them was the most hardest part of the job. She had felt that emotion before, when Vincent got caught into a explosion back at Tori's old appartement when he tried to get her out.

Vincent? Again? Really? Enough already!

She used to see Gabe, so strong and confident into whatever situations, but not at this moment, he looked just so broken and lost.

"Gabe, do you recognize her?" Her voice almost made him lose his balance for a second, that he put his hands on the edge of the table, trying to hold his footing in place. Gabe just took a few breaths, trying calm down from the shock. He kept staring at Tyler's lifeless form.

"Gabe..."

"It's her, it is Tyler..."

"You're sure?"

"I'm positive, it's her...Tyler.."he replied back before he looked up at Ash who was waiting to answer the ADA's questions. "How?"

"Gunshots, four to five times to the abdomen section; a few organs like her liver and pancreas got caught and run out of blood..."

"Run out of blood? You mean there's no blood left?"He knitted his eyebrows in confusion, Ash just shrugged like it was quite obvious enough. "That's what I found..However from the bullets, I'm gonna try to find out from what kind of gun that she had been shot with.."he followed back.

"What kind of gun, you think the shooter had shot her with?"had wanted to know Tess.

"Well, I'm not a shooter expert, but, from my eye of tiger, she got killed pretty quickly, so, I might say an shotgun or any kind of gun with license..."

"Vendetta feeling..."had mumbled Catherine back to her partner who only rolled her eyes up.

"Can be anybody...I know.."She had said, giving an look at Cat mentioning that they had nothing to do more for Gabe now, better let him ask the questions that he's wanting to know with the expert of anatomy here.

"You'll let us know if there's something else coming up.."replied Catherine as her partner decided to leave the place, but before she could, she looked up at Gabe, giving him an sympathetic look and added; "I'll see you later, Gabe..." And left the place. Leaving the two men in the room. The ADA just shook his head, like he was still adjusting the recent news he had been told.

"I believe you must have a lot of questions to ask..."had said Ash, trying to lighten up the mood when Gabe turned his eyes right back Tyler's closed ones.

"You have no idea..." I'm so sorry Tyler...

Like Tess had told him, he could up into some big and very big trouble.

Meanwhile, Tess and Cat walked back to the precinct, while talking about the situation that had turned completely out of control or even getting more confused than it already was.

" So, what's your thoughts?"

"My thoughts?"

"You were pretty quiet, after Gabe came and saw his ex-old flame laid at that table and very much dead too..."

"I told you after-." "No, Cat, I mean, after what we just saw back there, you really think, that an regular doctor could have that?" That just made Catherine stop her tracks in shock and held Tess back holding her arm to stop her feet, before she added this;

"You mean the removing heart thing?"

"Well, I guess, it wouldn't be the first time we see things like that?"had replied her partner back, however Cat didn't liked that tone coming from Tess or even where this conversation was going into;

"Tess, seriously, you're not thinking what I'm...think it is, right? Don't tell me.." Rather not putting the word 'afraid' into the question. Her partner just rose her hands up as if it was to defend herself.

"Look! Like you, I had the most annoying hangover this morning. And Medina, looking for answers to stop Gabe and maybe, I'm not thinking quite clearly right now, but Cat, do you think it's not all familiar to you?" Catherine just shook her head at this.

"Whatever you're thinking of the possibility that Vincent may or may not have it done it; I don't think so, Tess, so the answer of your question is a big N.O.."

"What do you know? Maybe, Zack could have it done it too..."

"Still, chances of him, about ripping Tyler's heart, are very slim and besides, you heard the doctor. Stitches like these could have been done only by a professional..."

"Vincent was a doctor back then, so maybe-" Cat just cut Tess at this line. "Tyler got shot by four or five times to her stomach and where do you think Vincent was at that time? At that haunted place, where Gabe held me against my will..."

"And got kidnapped by your dad, after that injection and that fight with Gabe? Yeah, I know the story..."

"Tess, don't tell me that you think, that.."

"No, I don't think that your ex-boyfriend did it. I'm just stating the facts here, and I'm not sure if you had heard from that monk, Cat, these stitches were made around two or three months ago, you know?" Damn, that's a good point. Not knowing what reply to give back, Cat started to walk again to reach up her desk as Tess followed behind;

"Cat, I'm sorry that I have vexed up your feelings, but with Tyler's body here, people are going to start asking questions and Gabe's ass might be exposed too..."

"Tess, we don't even know if it was Gabe or another beast who did it and besides, we could have known by now, if there was another beast in town..."She sat down on her chair and rubbed her temples, tired by all this.

"But we do know that Vincent had eliminated all of them, no?"

"Not all of them, if you know what I mean..." I may sound cruel by saying this, but I kinda wished that Tori had burned up at that explosion...And besides, why am I still defending Vincent? That's just frustrating enough. I broke up with that guy and I'm still thinking about him! Damn it! She groaned again. Second time in the day. Wow...

"Tess, tell me this; why am I still defending Vincent? I mean, we're not even together anymore, so the worry of him being suspected in Tyler's cadavary discovery shouldn't even worry me...Geez.." Tess just crossed her arms, sighing up; " I don't know, the way, you left things with him were quite uncomfortable. I mean, both of you were angry at each other after you shot him and had your dad arrested. And yet, you softed up things with him when we were held up here. I guess you both lost track of each other. Maybe you feel guilty towards him."

"You think I feel guilty? Meaning that I failed our couple?" "I did not say that! You did!" Tess pointed right back. Catherine just shrugged her shoulders as she continued with this;

"Then what?" With a sigh, Tess just held the back of her chair, as she was trying to find the right words to explain;

" The hardships of an break-up. It takes two people in a relationship to realize that, Cat. To say; Whatever the hell just happened between us? Ever since we had found Vincent, he looked very different and ten times dangerous than he was before. And I won't include the former and red head beast girl to it...And you quite pushed him hard enough to be the person, he couldn't remember, I mean, who knows what kind of torture your dad had put him into...And to end up like this..." Gosh, she felt like an idiot at this. Catherine had tried so hard to help Vincent to go back on his tracks, without even knowing whatever happened with him being held captive by her own and flesh blood, for three months. Of course, she demanded answers of him but after Vincent had shoved her in self-defense and in beast mode, she had given up on it. Thinking it was for the best and had started to focuss more of helping him regaining his memories as his humanity was coming back, also. It was a new fresh start for them, falling in love all over again, like they did before. Despite their differencies that didn't mattered, like she thought. Doing all over again and take it easy, thinking of an possible future with no worries.

But losing track of each other? As a couple? Did she even noticed that? It couldn't be true, but it did happen after that drastic move that had costed their relationship. Whose fault it was? Hers? or Vincent's?

"I mean, it's not like he asked to become an assassin, on his own.."

"I guess, I didn't realized that we were so different, after all...But I just can't see him do that..."had revealed Catherine leaning on her chair as Tess followed with a grin;

"Even after wrenching Windsor's heart out? You mean?" At that, Cat just frowned, she didn't wanted to remember that part again.

"Don't even start it..."

"Okay, okay, miss, how about this? You wait for Gabe to come out from the doom place while I go and check for Medina? I'd like to know where they have found corpsy barbie girl and what kind of fridge that old frog was talking about..."had replied Tess taking her coat from her chair before putting it on her back.

"Could be an hidding basement...A frozen one..."had suggested her partner smiling up a bit.

"Could be. So don't mop around cause Gabe might need a crying shoulder...You owe him big..."Catherine watched Tess leave the precinct, wondering if she had the right to feel guilty about how her relationship had ended with Vincent. If it was part of her fault that they ended things like this.

'Is it just my fault if everything had fell apart. I mean for 'Us'? I mean, Vincent pushed all the blame on me, I only had tried to help him and look what happened?'Angrily, she shook her head off, pushing negatives thoughts away as she picked up an folder file from her desk, focusing her mind into others things that sounded more important than trying to understand an broken heart that just wanted to lock up from heavy and difficult emotions.

...

"Everything is in your head, Miss Windsor, there's nothing wrong with your results..."

"How can it be? Ever since I woke up here, I feel completely different...I don't feel the same anymore.." had said an very frightened Tori, sitting in front of her doctor's desk. The grey haired man who was in his mid-fifties all dressed up with a dark suit along with his white coat, just asked back;

"Like what?"

"Like there was someone else in my body, an new presence in me..."

"It must be due to the transplant and the blood transfusion you've had, it may be a myth according to the research, but most of fifteen percent of patients had said to feel different due to the transplant...Mostly patients with hearts transplants feel different after sugery..."

"But what about those with the kidneys ones? Do they also get the same reactions?"

"Most of them do, but it's not big, it's rare if I might say...You said by touching an nurse's hand, you saw something weird through it?"

"Yes!" The doctor just shook his head at this answer. It was useless to make people believe into something, that just can't be proven to be true.

"I'm sorry to tell you this, but I think it's nonsense for a person to see the past through someone's hand. All I can say, it's to take things slowly from now on with your recovery and if things don't turn okay, try to do some therapy or we can change your medication..."

Nonsense, that was the doctor's words, what he said anyway. Therapy? He must had thought that she was turning out to be crazy. And medication? To hell with it!

She wasn't crazy. She knew what she saw and it seemed very real to her, at least. Coming out from the guest room and fully dressed into a simple grey shirt and some black jeggings, Tori walked into the bathroom, bare feet and took a look at the mirror. She examined her face, hoping to not find any differences and hoping that her doctor was right or maybe not.

It's all in your head. Yeah, right.

The reflection that was showing up was not up to her exception. The girl looking back at her was no longer the confident one she used to be. Her eyes didn't glow anymore or even worse, she couldn't no longer feel the beast adrenaline in her system, it was all gone now and all remained was an messy red haired and tired woman with no make-up on, that was looking back at her.

'I'm not crazy, I am not crazy! I know what I saw!' She kept repeating that answer over and over again. Something was wrong. She wasn't a beast anymore, but she felt that something else was wrong. Ever since she woke up at the hospital, feeling like a complete stranger which was odd and different too. Until a nurse came in to check up with her charts, saying that she was lucky enough to be alive, even after draining the most blood out.

"You were lucky, young lady, if that young man and that cop hadn't found you sooner, you would have been dead by now, luckily your heart had the strength to hold on until you were admitted here.."

And later, came that famous touch as the nurse had give an nice shake hand, Tori felt a strange reaction coming from the lady through her, as they were flashes of memories. It felt so overwhelming, so powerful and also scary.

'It's like I just saw her entire biography through my hand...' She looked down at her palm of hand as it was possessed by some devil thing going into her.

After she gone out from the hospital, she tried to contacted Vincent, but this time, he refused to have any contact with her, stating that locking himself up into his houseboat would be the best and that she has to stay away from him. Like she was a plague to catch. He did not say that, but it seemed very obvious. He didn't even come up to visit her, at all. Nobody did. She tried to reach up to him, many times but when word had supressed Gabe, he decided to take things up. Taking Vincent's defense like; Come again and I'll call the lawyers to stop you, right away!

If she could not reach her ex-lover, with whom would she confide herself with? Catherine and Tess? They weren't in so good terms since the last time she last saw them both. The last time, it was at Gentlemen's Guild, J.T's place, where people were hosting a party after almost nine or ten years for his research of cross speacies creatures. Whatever they call it. And the way, Vincent had looked up at Catherine with such compassion and a strange feeling that she always had envied, but couldn't have from him: It was love. When Tori had asked him with whom he was standing with, he just avoided the question. Saying that, whenever he's in touch with her, he'd respond like a totally different person he doesn't know and that maybe taking a break, wouldn't be such a bad idea for both of them. It was pretty clear to her, that he still had feelings for his ex-girlfriend. But what about now? Does he still has feelings for Cat?

Jealousy?

She nearly had lost her life to save J.T's, at that day and had woken up completely confused with no beast strength running through her system anymore. Tori really felt alone now.

"Argh! Stop dragging yourself nuts! Just do it!' She thought back shaking her head, irritated, she lifted up the hem of her shirt. Turned at her right, took a look, down at her waist and what she saw at the mirror, really horrified her.

A long red horizontal and surgical scar was marking on her waist, at her left side.

...

Time passed by...

"Someone has stole my clothes! Hey! Detective Sedina! Where are my clothes?"That earned a few laughs from the others searching guys, from a the middle of an personal conversation, Medina just shook his head at that as he lay his palm on his phone and yelled back to the person who was trying to not erase any evidence of the crime. He hated New York, expecially working with these machos guys like them, ever since the first day he landed here.

"You should have took another pair of clothes along and by the way! And it's Medina! Get back to work!"he sighed back as he followed up with the person on the phone; "What'z Up? Doc?"

"We had this conversation already, Medina! Did you saw Chandler?" Hendricks again.

"Yes, I did..."

"So?"

"She's a catch and very pretty, if I might say, but quite young for my taste..."

"Medina, now it is not the time to flirt around, did she come up with anything new?"

"Not that I know, all I saw was an very irritated but patient woman who tried to not interrumpt her whininng partner from yelling up at me..."

"So nothing, I presume?"

"Sorry, old man...I'm just stating what I've seen, if you wanted to keep an eye on her, you should have hired up an private investigator, it would have been easier for the both of us..."had responded Medina as he kept an eye on the annoying forensic cops who were coming in and out of the haunting palace. It was past 6:30pm of evening already and he was getting annoyed by standing here and do but nothing at all. The fact that all evidence could may or may not be wipped off, worried him and Tyler's parents's presence might shake things for him, as well. Put Lowan in it, as well.

But with an bastard like Hendricks to hold with; It was way more worse, than it seems;

"I don't have the time and patience for that and you have to know this; How much costs an private detective, Medina, I cannot affort that prize..."

"Geez, look who's talking now..."

'I believe, they don't pay you, well enough...Feds do suck...' Medina just rolled his eyes at that thought.

"Then, what do you want me to do? I'm waiting for the forensic team to finish up..."

"Do your thing! I don't care if you have that missing case on your hands, I want you to have an eye on her!"

"Chandler? You mean?" Hendricks got mad, at Medina's question that did not sounded so smart enough to him. He could hear the old man slapping his own desk, on the phone.

"For god's sake! Medina! Just don't blew up anything!" Oh boy, he got the old man mad now...

"Like I'm gonna blew up and have an wild affair with an foxy and sexy woman like Chandler..."

"Foxy and sexy?" That just stopped him as he turned to find that owner's voice who turned out to be an suspicious Tess who was just coming out from her car. Her features hadn't changed from the last time she had seen him, at the police's precinct.

"I gotta go..."

"Medina, we're not done yet!"

"For now, I believe..."he hang up, before the caller could had the time to finish up his line. He cleared up his voice, bringing up an nervous smile, hoping that Tess did not heard a word from the conversation he just had with the FBI agent on the phone.

"Hey, Tessy!"

"Who were you talking with?" Trying to look innocent, he just put his fists in his pockets, adding; "My wife, Laura, saying 'Goodnight' to me, quite a romantic thing to do, isn't it?" But Tess wasn't buying any of it.

"Did not looked like you wanted a 'Goodnight kiss' from whomever he or she was on the phone with an old frog, like you..."She came over to him, still angry, but the balloon pool thing was no longer the problem at the moment. Realizing, that she wasn't kidding around, he tried to defend himself;

"Look, Tess, whatever you've heard is not what you've-" "Think of? You mean? I don't think so! Exepct for the 'Foxy and sexy' part, I believe you're up to something..." He just eyed her with a glare, forgetting the fun side now as she added;

"And I don't mean by alone, I believe more of the possibility that you are working with someone else, other than your partner..."

...

"How are you handling things with Ed? By the way?"

Like there was no tomorrow, J.T rushed to the bar, almost missed up a step as he picked up an kleenex, and kinda...Had sneezed in it, before he blew out;

"I think, I'll live, don't worry about my dignity, bro..."He blow up his nose at his phone who was into speaker mode, right next to the kleenex box. He leaned himself over the bar for support.

"Like, if I ever had one left..."he mumbled back, not aloud but with Vincent, anything can happen.

"I'm sorry, pal, I'm putting you into this situation, but I'm not gonna be long, I just need to see something in here..."

"That's why, you stole a cop's clothes to get in there? Seriously? Vincent?"

"Don't worry about that! It's a blue costume that forencic cops use to get access into a crime scene like this one and the guy wasn't even naked at all, but I don't think he'll have his job, for a longtime though..." The professor just shook his head at this.

"Find anything interested in there?"he asked back, moving on into the real problem. Ever since he was left with Ed after Vincent had decided to go check the crime scene, on his own, he had take care of an terrified golden retriever back home. His place at the Gentleman's Club, however things couldn't get better at all.

'I think, I might add another allergy on my list, with that dog...' He thought back, sniffing up annoyed.

Ed was an very good dog, but a little special too. Still, that little guy needed a bath and J.T hated to be the last person considered to do it so...

"Well, everything is pitch black over here, even if I tried to scan places like these, I wouldn't find anything at all..."

"What about that place, I mean that place where they have found Gabe's ex-girlfriend?"

"I'm not there yet, heard about a fridge, but place...Hang on..." That caught J.T's attention

"Vincent?"

"I'll call you back, take care of Ed, for me! Okay?"

"Vincent! Wait!" But Vincent had cut the conversation already, even before J.T could had replied back. Without even washing his hands, he took his phone and rushed back to his desk of computers, hoping to be able to track up the phone call.

Ed's bath might have to wait, for now on.

...

'Can't even believe that cops have forgotten to check up here...' Thank god for the stolen costume, Vincent wouldn't even need to worry about the chances of leaving any footprints in here. He wouldn't want to end up in trouble again, having his D.N.A trapped up here. But it wasn't something he had to worry about, as he walked into some trap door that was coming through some wall...Like ancient times.

And ended up...Here...

He ended up the phone call with J.T as he stared at the hidden place. In shock.

He lowered his mask down on his chin as he stared at the dark gory and quite bloody place, that might used to be an operating room. Still shocked, he closed up his eyes for a moment, trying to calm down as he focussed on his other inner self. Speeding but blanked flashes came through his mind one by one.

A body was lying here, as another was lying besides it. A person, working on one of them, taking something out from the body? A doctor was doing a transplant procedure? In here? Why not do it? At some real hospital? Where it is the most reasonable place to do it so? And someone was screaming and then, it was blood...Way too much blood...

Vincent opened up his eyes back, not wanting to know whatever happened later in this vision. He wasn't sure how many persons were in that place, but he knew that it ended bad.

In blood.

As a doctor, Vincent had seen things like these, in much more worse states, but never that far.

Well, maybe back at 9/11 . In his soldiers days or when he used to be an uncontrolled beast, he had seen unforgettable but horrible things. The worst kind of human beings, truth to be told. But never like that one.

He raised up his phone, using up all the light he had left and took a better look at the gory and bloody place.

'Damn, what the hell had happened here?'

...

An hour had passed and Catherine was getting irritated by checking nasty and old files on her desk, she put her bangs back away from her eyes, releasing a long sigh or more of like an yawn.

'Ouch, my back is going to give me trouble, if I keep up like this..' She looked up at her watch just as 7:00pm had arrived. Tess had already left the precinct, like a few hours ago by now and Gabe was still at the autopsy room, or that's what she thought so.

'What's taking him so long?' She looked back, wanting to see to ADA coming out from the shadows. Seeing him at his bad state like she witnessed back at that room, made her feel bad about the way she treated him lately. Gabe is a good person and he deserved so much better than her. She did not wanted to play with his feelings, she was just coming out from a struggling relationship with Vincent and wasn't quite ready to open up her heart again to someone. It wouldn't be fair for him or for her, as well, to rush up things.

But with Tyler on the picture and his shocked face when he first saw her after a few months, things were quite questionable, at the moment now.

'Maybe I should check on Tess, to see what Medina is up to...' She rose up from her chair, taking up her coat and as she was about to leave, a young blond haired man in uniform, mostly fresh out of academy had called her up;

"Detective Chandler-"

"Sorry, I'm leaving.."she cut him off, as she put her arms inside of her black coat and started to gather up the butons together, however the cop did not give up as he added;

"There's a man who wants to file an complain-"

"Then ask, the new clerk at the desk and he can file his-"

"It's you, that he wants to talk with, personally I believe..."

"It won't take any long, Detective Chandler, but please just hear me out..."That stopped Cat from any movements, she turned her head to the owner's voice who was standing next to the young cop in uniform, at the entrance of the precinct. In his thirties, he looked tall, quite the muscular type, but not too much though.

Black haired, short haircut, blue eyed, pale skin and was quite unshaven, as an small beard of three days had started to show up. He wore an blue coat, leaving his scarf leaning on his shoulders, black pants and big boots. He looked determinated, but worried as well. Like he's been caught into a fight. He was handsome, true, but not her type, at all.

What a long file! Right Cat? She blinked for a few seconds, before snapping out;

"Okay, you can leave us, now..."she added back to the young cop who with a small nod returned back away, leaving this unknown man to her. The man in question took a few steps to reach up to Catherine who just stepped back, from one foot.

"It better not be long, cause I have to join up my partner at some crime scene..."she crossed her arms against her chest as he tried to explain;

"I know and I'm sorry, but it really, won't take any long. If I came here, it was because of a personal matter..." She frowned at this.

"Okay? So what's the problem?"

"It's about a friend and I do believe that you know her..."

"Depends on what kind of friend, you're putting me with...Not that I'm looking for somebody, cause my private life is not something that I'd like to share with strangers..." she answered back with a 'not so impressed' look, directly back at him.

"I didn't meant that! I just meant that you used to go to school with a certain Gretchen Hermandez..." At this, Catherine was just confused but still not interested at all. So she added this;

"I'm not following..." he sighed in defeat and poured his heart out.

"I believe she's in trouble and might need some help, excpecially from you, Detective..." he revealed the truth, but not all of it. She knew that, for sure...

...

BOOM! GOTCHA!

Missed me? I did! Just to let you know this; English isn't my first language, it's my third one. I'm not very good at describing many things, like that gory surgery scene, but I'll keep trying later on. Just to let you know this; I'll add a few VinCat moments in the later chapters, but short. The two of them would probably have to face a few demons at first, before bringing them back together. However, I watched the first S4 episodes and they were so cool! Anyways, a review would always be welcome!

See Ya!