Hey my lovely readers, last episode, last chapter... Thank you for accompanying me on this ride, thanks to BettyEs and susannah65 and all the others for your encouraging words of praise. I will take the week of, having some time with my man instead of my laptop ;-) and trying to decide if I go on with season two. Tomorrow I will post that little extra from E15 and that would be the end of this first season. As always I hope you enjoy!

Catherine: Is it really true? What J.T. found, is it actually happening?

Catherine:

When he ended the call I still held the phone against my ear, starring into nothing while trying to comprehend what J.T. just told me. He could become normal, they maybe had a cure. And slowly the phone slipped through my fingers, falling on the couch and only then I noticed the tears that silently ran down my face. I had always accepted and loved all of him, the whole package including his beast but this chance of being with him, out in the open made my heart break with unbelievable Joy. For him, for me and for the future he deserved more than anything. Even when I tried to keep my hopes down, I wanted to be prepared. When I had back control over myself I made a few phone calls. Wrote Letters for my family and friends. It was astonishingly easy to wrap up my life, like my subconscious mind had planned it for a long time, like I had felt it would come down to this moment. And now, I was ready.

In the following night I dreamed about our date from days before, but now the people in this small town seemed to know us, greeting us with Dr. and Ms. Keller while we took a walk around town. It looked like Fall with beautiful coloured leafs twirling through the cold, fresh air. When we stopped a Window I was surprised by our reflection. We were smiling carefree, happy and his hand lay lightly on my swollen belly and when our hands entwined our simple gold wedding rings reflected in the sunlight. When I woke up from the shock my hand had instantly gone to the exact point where his had been seconds ago, my breath coming in gasps. The next day I stopped by a colleague from witness protection, to collect the small plastic cards I had asked for. We had been to police school together and had cashed in some favours here and there. I had solved the case of his run away nephew. He didn't asked me any questions, just said goodbye.

Until my last breath I would treasure the look on Vincent's face, when I gave him the ID cards. The exact Moment when he realized that this was me taking my place at his side. I knew. he had never fully believed that I would give up anything for him, but now with the proof in his hands, he finally trusted my words. Trusted my love- He was blown away with how far I had prepared this. How much thought I had put in this. But never in my life I had been more sure about something. Running away, beginning something new with him was all I ever had dreamed of, without even knowing it.

How fast Joy could turn into despair I had to learn just a few hours later. Seeing my father lying in this bed wasn't something I could endure. It brought back to much memories about Mom, about feeling helpless. And I needed to know why, why now and if my suspicions were true. If that had been Muirfield, than we might had to run sooner that we thought. But first I was driven mad with the need of knowing what my Dad had wanted to show me. I felt like a woman possessed but I just had to stay in movement, sitting beside his bed would break me. What had he wanted to tell me? What had been so important Dad? And while I was running around searching for our Tech man, I started to loose it. Tess talked to me, calmed me and said the one thing that could bring me to my senses, Heather needed me. And so I took a deep breath, brushed the tears of my face, steeled myself and got in my car to drive to the Hospital. Not knowing that Gabe was already behind me.

When I finally understood his plans, I tried to stay cool, brave so they wouldn't notice the deadly fear that had grabbed my insides. He would kill Vincent, just to survive himself so I did everything in my power to talk him out of this Madness, using every strategy I had ever learned in my career. Nothing worked so when he called Vincent I almost screamed at him to stay away, to not come here for me knowing it was useless. Even in his human state, he would try everything he could. He would come and trying to protect me. Because he always saved me. And with Gabe as full beast he would die trying.

Gabe: And what are you going to do if I refuse?

Vincent: I'll kill her.

Gabe: Go ahead, kill her...

Vincent:

Had my fear for her not been great enough, it went to unbearable after my second phone call with Gabe. Who was ready to sacrifice his Girlfriend to get me. With Catherine's Face in my head I made a decision. J.T. went nuts when I searched for the rope and took the gun out the safe. But he knew me, I would never sit around here waiting for Gabe to kill her and if there was any chance for me to save her. I would take it. Tyler had been our last straw, so now there was no other Option. Her life was on the line, so I packed all I would need, hoping my training as a soldier would be enough, that I, just Vincent, would be enough to get her out of there. Because I just couldn't go back, not after finally being free of this curse with a chance of a future with her. So I had nothing but myself to count on, but this body would do anything to protect her until my last heartbeat. I would let him break every single bone in my body just to safe one of hers. It didn't mattered what happened afterwards, as long as she was okay. I had always know that our chances had been slim, no matter how hard we had tried to ignore it, how much we had dreamed for a better future. It was doomed the minute she had given my her heart. And now it was time.

It was harder than I thought, my body had used and trusted too long on this unwanted power. It didn't matter I would do anything, go through every pain for her. My pulse quickened when I heard him growl on the inside, hoping that he had been smart enough to keep her in some kind of locked up room. When I found her cell, I hit that bar with everything I had, I needed to get her out before the door would break. Even when my heart screamed to hold her, to see if she was save, I knew we didn't had the time. The soldier in me searched for the fastest escape while she asked me all those questions about the pills and our life. Didn't she knew that I would do everything to give her a future, to be what she needed? Hadn't she wanted that too, even when she couldn't admit it? And all that was worth nothing if I didn't get her out of here.

I realized very soon that I didn't had a chance against Gabe, not in my condition. He was faster, stronger and threw me around like a sac of flour. When she drove that needle into my body, we both knew, it crushed all hopes of being normal but maybe would get us a slim chance of surviving. While feeling the power explode in my body, I gave myself over to this primal fury, letting out a growl. Now we were even, beast versus beast, fighting till death. I had been so concentrated on Gabe that I didn't even heard them coming. Only when the white light blinded me, the noise from the helicopter finally broke through the haze of madness I had been in. But too late. While fighting against the feeling of containment, her touch as always was the last push to become myself again. While she held my Hand with all her strength, I slowly realized what was happening. Muirfield. It wasn't important how they had find us or that they had killed Gabe. The most important thing in the world was the feeling of her soft, small hand in mine, holding me tightly. I knew deep down, it would be the last time I would touch her skin, see her beautiful face. I wish I could've told her one last time how much she changed me, how much I loved her.

And as they took me away, my eyes had hold hers for as long as I could. I hoped she would be safe, that she wouldn't be so reckless to search for me. I knew, what would wait for me, what they would do to me, the words from the last agent still echoed in my head. Adrenaline, Awake, Cut open. She would find nothing but grief. Please, let her mourn me and than go on with her life, treasuring me as a memory. So she could be happy. Just like J.T. could finally take his life back. We had stayed hidden, and later we fought with all we had and we had lost. It had always been a possibility. And in this net, flying through the cold night air, I let myself remember, the first time I had saved her, so many years ago in the woods. The first time she said my name. The first time she saw me change and how she didn't run. How her hand had touched my cheek in this first night at the warehouse, how it had made me feel human again. Our nights together, how her skin felt against mine. And I had saved the best memory for last. The night she told me she loved me. And that first, live changing Kiss. I could almost feel her lips. That was how I wanted to remember her. Warm, beautiful and full of Love. Bringing me the comfort I had desperately wanted for so long. How she had been my salvation. It was a calming thought, knowing I had the chance of feeling like that again, accepted and loved, even just for a short time. I made my peace with everything knowing the timer for my end had started to run down. I was ready.