Chapter 15.

Catherines POV

What the hell was going on here and more importantly: why was Tori here?
I took a few steps away from the door, not turning away from her to give her some space and a chance to see Vincent but I couldn´t stop my subconscious from worrying and getting annoyed.
Vincent came closer, suddenly stood beside me and if looks could kill, Tori would be dead by now.

One would be able to feel and touch the tension in the air around us.
I didn´t dare to speak, this was clearly not my issue and so I carefully looked from Vincent to the unwelcome intruder.
Then she looked at me and the situation was about to escalate into a direction I didn't prefer.
"Who are you? His new girlfriend? Because he just can´t stop texting me." Her tone was b*** and she flattered her eyes at Vincent in a flirty manor.

What? I thought that Vincent was done with her, so why text her?
Jeez, how stupid is this damn guy? I inwardly rolled my eyes at him and my anger started to boil again.

"Not at all!" I snapped at her. "You want to know whats going on here?! He says that we are friends, meaning FRIENDS!" I spit the last word at her as if it were poison.
"Friends don´t kiss, right? You kissed him, so, what are you to him? What game are you plying here, Tori? At first you are cheating on him, then you come back to kiss him!
And you, Vincent, are what!? – too weak to push her away? I´m so tired of your behaviour. You need to decide, Vincent! "
Wow, I felt so relieved, now that everything was said that had to be said.
Vincent looked at me with wide eyes as if he had seen a ghost, probably because he had never seen me screaming before, let alone at him.

I turned on my heels and stormed away, leaving Vincent with my ultimatum.
Relieve flooded my mind and I started laughing at the situation. The previous weeks and the anger they brought with them, Manuel, Vincent, my accident and now Tori; how uneventful my life had been before…
And here I was crying again because of Vincent.
Slowly I realised how ridiculous this situation was and this would end right here and now: Catherine Elizabeth Chandler won´t cry one more tear for this man.

A few minutes later Vincent knocked on my door, two glasses of red wine is his hand.

"I suppose that means that your wife is gone now?"
After I had regained control over my emotions I had sat back against the bed and leaned my had against the mattress. Now I looked up at him and he carefully kneeled down in front of me and handed me a glass. I took a deep slug of the wine and a welcoming feeling spread in my mouth. The wine was tasty, a little bit sweet and my empty stomach rewarded me with a slight dizziness.
He took a seat beside me and looked down at the glass in his hands.
"Maybe we should just start over new" I suggested in a whisper.
He looked up at me, not quite sure about my intentions.
"I mean, I could move into a hotel until I find an apartment or ask JT for help, maybe even Evan."

"So we… need time." his shallow voice send a cold shiver down my spine.
"Come on, Cat. You don´t need to go, ok? From tomorrow on I´ll start working again and with my long shifts we would barely see each other anyway. You could get the time you need… Please don´t go, ok!" he begged.
I went through my options: I just needed to find the best for myself right now.

Tow months later

After the incident and my suggestion towards Vincent, that I would move, things changed between us. He was right, real life had both of us back pretty soon and our shifts made it nearly impossible for us to meet at home.
We talked little in the beginning but at least Tori didn´t show up anymore. After my outburst her problems with the divorce seemed to have vanished miraculously and the case ´Dr. Vincent Keller´ was closed pretty soon.
Tess offered me to stay at her place but since things worked out quite well with Vincent and most of my stuff was at his place, I decided to stay.
We did talk through the problem together and we knew how we felt for each other but the problems did´t just vanish.
I knew that he would be jealous whenever I went out with Evan and one day a week ago, when Evan came by to pick me up, he had brought flowers.
I had made a joke about a lack of flowers in Vincent´s apartment, so he decided to buy me some. Vincent clearly didn't approve this gesture.
Yesterday we went out with JT and Tess and when he saw me dancing with this Lowen- guy who flirted with me, he left the club and went home.

Later at that night I sat at home watching Game of thrones on TV, when someone knocked on the door.
Vincent wasn´t home and because he had a key and I wasn´t expecting anyone that late at night, I asked through the door:" Hello?! Who is it?" I didn´t get any answer so I made a detour through the kitchen and grabbed a knife when the person at the door didn´t stop knocking.
We didn´t have a spy on the door and I wouldn´t call the police for nothing so I opened the door and peeked out.
Vincent was leaning against the doorframe and had his eyes closed.

When he heard that I opened the door, he opened his eyes.
"You trying to kill me?!" he mumbled. His pointed at the knife lazily and that was when I realized how drunk he was.
"Oh Vincent!" I tried to support his weight with my shoulder. He looked like he was about to pass out any second and I was glad when we reached the couch.
"You drank!?" I voiced the obvious.
"A little…" he huffed and started giggling.
A giggling Vincent?! Nothing you get to see that often but I got up to get him some water.
He clumsily tried to get rid of his shoes and layed down.
"So, why did you flirt with this damn Lowen?"
"Vincent, please let´s not discuss this now!"
"He didn´t even look- "
"Vincent, stop! Is this the reason why you went drinking?"
"You!"
"I… am your reason…?!"
"I know that we needed time but I gave you time, ok? I waited for two f*** months and then you dance with this idiot? What do you want me to do? "
He abruptly sat up- "Wow, the room is spinning…"
I helped him to sit up and lean against the back of the couch.
I listened to his rambling for a few minutes until he fell asleep in this awkward position.

Vincent´s POV
I woke up on the couch with a serious headache and no memory of last night at all.
Catherine came from the kitchen with an Advil and a fresh glass of water.
"Good morning sleepyhead. How is your head doing?" she gave a pityfull smile when I furrowed my eyebrows and sat down.
"Uhhm, why did I… sleep on the couch?" I hesitated and tried to remember pieces of the previous night.
"You came home yesterday, totally drunk and started a discussion about the fact that you practically waited an eternity for me and that you- !" she smiled and when the situation between us couldn´t get any more awkward, I interrupthed her
"Catherine…" I sighted, at first because I wanted her to be quiet. But if she wanted to have this talk right now…

Hi, I'm sorry for taking so long to write, I have had many exams in college and I have not had much time, did vincent express their feelings ?, I want to know what you think about this chapter. Please review, are highly appreciated and I read. This story was updated soon.