Okay, so I technically lied…
This will be the last and final chapter. It is an epilogue. Let me know if you want another undercover story…who knows, maybe I can make this a series. bahahaha
Undercover Disaster
Keiko Fujiwara
Epilogue
~BEAUTY AND THE BEAST~
Two months have passed since the group left West Virginia. Catherine ended up having her surgery and the results have been very satisfying. While Catherine was finally allowed to go back to work (she never does seem to have a break from injuries, does she?), Vincent and JT decided to have some guy-to-guy downtime.
"Sooooo…how was the Resort Vacation of Hell?" JT asked as he took a sip of his beer.
"Honestly? Aside from seven murders, Evan embarrassing Catherine in front of three or so hundred people, an explosion, a fire, Dinner with Dr. Evil, Evan and Tess finding out I am and Catherine almost getting killed, I'd say it went rather well." Vincent said, remembering he hasn't told JT yet about Evan and Tess.
"Wait, what was that?!" JT asked, almost choking on his beer.
"Catherine almost getting killed?" Vincent asked.
"No…before that…What did you say before "Catherine almost getting killed?"" JT glared at his roommate.
"I don't really remember." Vincent smirked as he stood up to fetch himself a beer from the fridge.
"Vincent, don't kid around with me. What was it about the Birthday Boy and the Partner?"
"Oh! That's right, yeah, they kinda know about me know…as Vincent Keller."
"WHAT THE HELL, VINCENT!? ARE YOU TRYING TO GET US KILLED BY MUIRFIELD!? I MEAN SERIOUSLY, DUDE, WHATEVER HAPPENED THE MR. I'M-DEAD-SO-I-MUST-HIDE-FROM-THE-WORLD?! FIRST IT IS CATHERINE! NOW IT'S HER COWORKERS! COP COWORKERS! YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE WEARING A SIGN THAT HAS YOUR NAME ON IT! SERIOUSLY?!"
"Okay, FIRST, JT, calm down! SECOND, if I remember correctly, Catherine was NOT the first to know of my secret. YOU were. THIRD, Evan figured it out because he sort of saw me as the Beast when I saved Catherine. FOURTH, I had no choice but to let Tess in on it. Catherine was in danger and if I waited for Tess to leave every time I needed to hear her heart or use my abilities, I wouldn't have gotten there in time. Not to mention, she's already seen my photo the first time Catherine and I officially met. So, it was bound to happen anyways."
"Which obviously wouldn't have happened if you NEVER met Catherine!" JT pointed out.
"JT, don't involve Catherine in this. It's not her fault Evan is a smart guy and Tess is a damn good detective. Honestly, would you rather me be here complaining about how dull life has been for the last ten years if Catherine wasn't in my life?" Vincent asked as he slammed the fridge.
"Well, it's not like you're actually making any progress with Catherine and the sex card. I mean, come on, how many months have you two been seeing each other? Since you haven't had sex with her, I'm surprised you two managed to spend a whole week or two with each other at Greenbrier and STILL not had sex."
Suddenly, Vincent's face went red. "Well, JT, you see…that's not entirely true."
"Wait…you didn't…Oh! My! God! You did! Please don't tell me Catherine is pregnant! We so DO NOT need any mini-Cats or mini-Vincents running around this place!"
"What?! No, JT, she was just cleared to start having sex again three weeks ago! I mean, come on, we've barely even had time to have sex. She's either at work or her sister is at home. Not to mention you always seem to be present when Catherine comes by." Vincent replied, not realizing JT didn't know about Catherine's surgery.
"What do you mean she only just started having sex again?"
"Long story and definitely not for your ears. If you say a word about this, you'll regret it and it WON'T be the BEAST's wrath. You know what; I'm going to go for a walk." Vincent said as he put on his jacket.
"Take some condoms."
"JT!"
"I'm serious. Cat is almost out of work and if everything seems to happen just right, tonight, you're going to want at least SOME protection."
"JT, this may be a little TMI, but FYI, Catherine and I haven't been using any contraceptives. And if Catherine does get pregnant, than that's great! I certainly wouldn't mind!"
"Vincent, I don't mean to sound rude or annoying or bitchy. Honest. Just take it from her view. If you impregnate her, she'll eventually be asked A LOT of questions relating to you, Vincent. The worst part? She won't be able to tell her friends and family, aside from Birthday Boy and the Partner, obviously, who the child's father would be. She'd have to make up a lie and say it was a one-night stand." JT replied out of concern. "Listen, buddy, it wouldn't end well for her."
"I'm going for a walk. I'll be back later." Vincent stated, not even bothering to take any condoms.
~BEAUTY AND THE BEAST~
Catherine finally finished writing the report for her newest case when Tess slammed a book on her desk, scaring the living lights out of her.
"What the hell?! Tess, are you trying to give me a heart attack?!" Catherine placed her hand over her heart as she gave her partner a look of shock.
"No. Cat, it is nearly 10:30 PM at night. Why are you still here?" Tess asked, slipping on her jacket.
"If you took time to notice, I was finishing up the report for the Noelle Roberts case. Again, I ask, were you trying to give me a heart attack?" Catherine asked as she placed the file in her filing cabinet.
"Actually, I was just testing your response. Cat, you should be home after what happened a few months ago. You should be at home, resting your feet and watching fluffy movies with your super soldier of a bf. What you SHOULDN'T be doing is staying at the precinct this late to write a report that can be written tomorrow. Is there something going on with the BF and you don't wanna go home?"
"No…that's not it. Everything is perfect with him." Catherine smiled to herself.
"Then what?"
"I'm pregnant…" she said so quietly, Tess almost didn't hear.
"You're what?!" Tess exclaimed. "Cat, this is huge! Wait!? I thought you had vaginal surgery!?"
"I did…Apparently, I became pregnant during the Greenbrier disaster…I went to see the OB/GYN recently and he told me when I had my follow-up appointment. Believe me, I was shocked too. The OB didn't think it was possible for an embryo to survive through the amount of stress I've been putting on my body due to the surgeries. But, despite his disbelief as well as mine, but the Ultrasound confirmed it." Catherine smiled. "I gotta go. I'm going to tell Vincent tonight."
"Good luck and Cat, if you need help keeping the father a secret, let me know. I promise, for what it's worth, I won't tell anyone about him. He's special to you and apparently more special than what meets the eye."
"Thanks, Tess. You don't know how much that means to me." Catherine smiled before grabbing her things. In a hurry, she left the precinct and darted for her car. She sped home and ran up to her apartment, excited to tell Vincent some great news.
"Heather? Are you home?" Catherine called out but then saw a note on the fridge:
Cat—
Went out with friends. Be back sometime in early morning!
She grinned and suddenly had a naughty craving of Vincent, making her want to see him even more. She went to her room and quickly changed into the godforsaken lingerie Heather had bought her for her birthday as a joke. She walked over to her window, opened it up and there he was, calmly waiting for her to arrive.
"Hey." He smiled.
Catherine stepped out, not caring about what she was wearing and sat on his lap, surprising him. She caressed his cheek before sewing her lips to his, making him know she wanted more than just a simple 'hey'. She departed from his lips only to whisper in the best sexy voice she could come up with, "Hey is for horses."
Vincent laughed and said, "You seem like you're in a good mood."
"You have no idea." She whispered as she stood up and grabbed his hand before pulling him into her bedroom. Vincent closed the window and took off his shirt and jeans as Catherine pulled the covers from her bed. She walked back over to him and instantly wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as she pressed her lips against his.
Vincent hastily lifted up her tiny black gown and removed hit from her body before trapping her against her bed. As his hands roamed her body, she slid her hands underneath his boxers and slowly pushed them down.
He muttered her name as she sent chills down his spine. Before they knew it, they were finally making love to each other after a long two month wait. He made sure to be gentle, scared to hurt her even this long after her surgery. Catherine didn't mind though. She loved their slow and steady pace.
As their love spilled together, they didn't realize their primal sounds caught the attention of a very tired sister after just getting home from a party.
"Cat, if you're going to have sex this early in the morning, keep the sound to a minimum volume, Okay?" Heather stated in a tired voice, not even registering that her sister was actually having a life.
"H-heather!?" Catherine exclaimed, instantly reaching for the sheets. "I thought you weren't going to be home until later."
"Duh, it is later. Anyways, hi, my name is Heather. I'm normally not a zombie but right now I'm too tired to squeal at this sight. Nice bod, by the way. Whoever you are." Heather said to Vincent. "Anyhoo, like I said, find a mute button or something. Goodnight."
As Heather left Catherine's room, Vincent said, "Well, that was a little awkward."
"She's really tired. She'll probably think it was a dream." Catherine laughed as she pulled him in for a kiss.
He bucked his pelvis against hers as he kissed her. "Screw condoms." Vincent muttered between kisses.
"Hmmmm?"
"Oh…nothing." Vincent replied. "Nothing in the world could make me happier right now, Catherine."
Catherine smiled and rubbed his back. "Are you sure?"
"Positive. Why? Have something else to throw my way?" he smirked
"Well…I do have this hypothetical question for you." Catherine replied as their bodies continued to slowly merge together.
"What?"
"Hypothetically, let's say you and I got a chance to go together as undercover agents and we had to be husband and wife. What would you say, if my undercover alias is said to be pregnant with my undercover husband's child?" Catherine asked, causing Vincent to stop his movements.
"Well, if I were the undercover husband than I'd be really proud. Real or not real." Vincent smiled. She felt Vincent suddenly kiss the base of her neck as she replied, "Good. Because, Vincent, it's not undercover."
Vincent looked at her, trying to figure out what she met. Suddenly, he pieced everything together. "You're pregnant?!"
Catherine nodded.
"Even after the BS stress you went through?!" Vincent exclaimed and Catherine laughed.
"Yes, Vincent. I don't really understand it either but I guess I'm not infertile after all. Maybe it's because you're the father and, well, we both know your DNA is badass, in a good way of course."
Vincent brought her lips back to his, showing his approval. Despite everything that has happened during the Undercover Disaster, Vincent was glad he and Catherine got to go to Greenbrier. "I guess sometimes disasters do bring joys every once in a while." Vincent chuckled.
"I love you, Vincent." Catherine whispered into his ear.
"I love you too, Catherine Chandler." Vincent kissed her and suddenly sat up before placing his head on her lower belly.
"What're you doing, Vincent?" Catherine laughed as his hair tickled her stomach.
"Shhh…I can faintly hear the child's heartbeat." Vincent whispered. Suddenly, he said, "Hey, there, don't be making this pregnancy a difficult one for your mother. You hear me?"
He kept his head their as for a few minutes before Catherine asked, "Now what're you doing?"
"I'm hear the baby's movements." Vincent smirked.
"Vincent, you should know as a doctor that babies don't normally start kicking until the 25th or so week." Catherine chuckled.
"I didn't say I was trying to FEEL the baby's kicks. I said I was listening for the baby's movements. Yes, I do know that pregnant women normally don't feel the kicking until the 25th or so week but you're in your 9th week, right?"
Catherine nodded.
"That's what I thought. During the 9th week, babies start obtaining a nervous system, causing them to move around. Of course, the baby would be too small for you to feel it but I do hear the child squirming around in there." Vincent kissed Catherine's lower belly before traveling his lips back to hers. "You do realize this child is going to be one badass kid, right. He or she will have a cop for a mother and a…well…me for a father."
"And if Muirfield even thinks about touching our child, they've got another thing coming. I've gone through hell and back and survived. There's NO way I'm gonna let Muirfield near him or her." Catherine said as Vincent continued dropping kisses along her body.
Vincent looked up and said, "If Muirfield has the guts to show their face in my presence, then they'll have one angry beast to deal with. I'll kill every Muirfield agent if I have to, Catherine. Mark my words; I won't let Muirfield get to you. I promise."
Catherine laughed as he brought his lips back to hers. "I have no doubt you will, Vincent. We may have to make some more terms to accommodate our new predicament."
"One day at a time, Catherine." He replied but then his face suddenly hardened.
"What is it Vincent?" Catherine asked.
"Telling JT is probably going to be a nightmare. I better go buy a new bottle of Tums on my way home." Vincent stated as Catherine managed to push him backwards until she trapped him at the end of the bed.
"Like you said, Vincent, we'll it one day at a time." Catherine leaned down and kissed him passionately. Suddenly Vincent pulled away from the kiss and smirked.
"Just think about the story we'll have to tell him or her when he or she gets older."
"What do you mean?" Catherine asked, confused.
"Oh, you know, the fact that little VinCat was a product of an undercover disaster. That would be quite the story for him or her to hear." Vincent laughed as Catherine rolled her eyes.
"VinCat?"
"Well, I don't really want to call our child an 'IT.' Don't you think that sounds a little bit inhumane?" Vincent said as he rubbed her belly.
"I guess VinCat will be the child's name until we know it—I mean little VinCat's gender." Catherine laughed. "I can't believe you're already talking about traumatizing little VinCat when he or she hasn't even been announced to the world yet."
"Let's just call it 'Father Privileges.' Speaking of which, I think it's time I meet the family." Vincent stated as Catherine gazed into his eyes.
"You've already met them, remember? When I was in the hospital." Catherine stated.
"That doesn't count, Catherine. Your father knows me as Vincent Zalanski. Not Vincent Keller. I know I said before that I wouldn't mind being Vincent Zalanski forever but it wouldn't be fair for little VinCat when he or she grows up to find out his or her last name is Keller; not Zalanski. He or she would be Zalanski to the world but Keller to the family. I'm already getting headache thinking about his or her future. Unlike me, little VinCat will be able to go to school and experience life outside of the warehouse walls. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm experiencing life right now in your apartment. It's just…he or she will be able to make friends and go to birthday parties. I don't want our child to face the world as a Zalanski. He or she could seriously develop an identity disorder from the confusion!"
Catherine laughed. "I thought your name was Vincent. Not JT." She kissed him and said, "We'll figure it out, Vincent. Don't worry about it. Like you said, one day at a time. If you want my family to know you as Vincent Keller, I'm perfectly fine with that…Though there may be one tiny obstacle we'll have to deal with first."
"He's gonna blow up you know. Maybe we should spare him from dying young and just not tell him." Vincent laughed.
"And have him find out when I'm as big as a pumpkin?! I don't think so. It's better to find out now while no one knows about it yet…except for Tess...but she promised she wouldn't say a word about anything." Catherine said. "Don't worry Vincent. I know you're twitching on the inside about telling your roommate about our future child, but I'll be with you along the way." She kissed him and added as a little inside joke, "Just like you saved me from Evan during my undercover disaster assignment."
Vincent leaned in and kissed Catherine. "I'd save you from that British git any day. Maybe next time you have an out-of-whack undercover assignment, our second child will be conceived during a night of passion in a hammock."
Catherine rolled her eyes as she lightly jabbed him in the stomach. "Only you would think of something completely ridiculous and still make it sound romantic."
Vincent laughed as he twisted them back over where he was back on top and whispered, "That's because I'm a beast when it comes to romance." He pressed his lips against hers and she pulled him to her, ready to seal the night with another round of love.
Keiko Fujiwara: What did you think?
I know it probably felt rushed and I'm sorry for that. If people still want more closure, I'll be willing to write a post-epilogue.
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This may or may not be the last chapter. It all depends on if you guys want more closure. XD