Summary- Vincent is an A-list celebrity and recently death threats have been made against his life. He needs protection but he has an image to maintain. Catherine Chandler is an FBI operative and one of the best in her field. She has been hired to pose as Vincent's girlfriend in public, secretly protecting him at all times but can the two maintain a professional relationship?

DISCLAIMER- ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS THE ONLY THING I OWN IS THE IDEA OF THE STORY, - But boy do I wish I owned Jay Ryan

AN- Hey guys! So I wasn't planning on posting this until tomorrow but since you have all been amazing here goes! Oh I would also just like to mention I don;t have an error and I do make mistakes but please do point them out for me to change! Read and Review :D

Vincent looked across the room at the dark beauty who looked as annoyed as he was feeling before a smile began to curve on his face as the elder man's words suddenly sunk into his mind. It was completely silent in the room until Vincent couldn't control his laughter anymore and began to laugh loudly. "Ok JT. Nice joke now let's get out of here I would rather not spend all day trolling around with you as much as I love you."

JT looked across the room at his friends feeling a sense of shame about him, Vincent was the nicest of guys but sometimes he really could be a stereotypical jerk. "She is your body guard Vincent."

Vincent stared at JT for a few seconds before he realised he was being deadly serious. "You aren't joking with me are you?" He asked him his voice laced with an almost patronising tone. "JT she is tiny what the hell is she going to do to protect me against a murderer?" He all but shouted gesturing towards Catherine who only felt her anger grown.

"Excuse me but /she/ is stood in this room with you and she can hear everything you are saying." Cat growled at him across the room her hands falling to her hips capturing Vincent's attention.

"Look darling, you are hot ok and as much as I would love to hang out with you, you look like to worst body guard in history, your half a foot shorter than me and I probably pack half your weight in muscle I think I would rather take my chances against this guy on my own than having to defend you too!" He answered her oblivious to the rage that was building in the small beauty. "I mean you look like a pixie!"

That did it, she had enough arrogant pricks to deal with every day without one stood there and insulting her to her face. Without a word of warning Catherine had taken Vincent's arm and roughly spun him up and over her back spinning herself on one foot so she had him pinned to the floor his arm bent backwards so if he moved it would break and her foot resting on his neck. "I may be small Mr Keller but I am special trained in 4 different martial arts, I can kill a man with my bare hands if I have no gun available and as Jeremy Ions once said in one of his films I find it better to ask for forgiveness than permission so if I were you I would think rather wisely about your word choice should we ever have happen to run into each other again." She grumbled down at him before letting his arm go and removing her foot turning to look at her father. "I told you he was an arse." Cat snapped at him before promptly leaving the room giving the door a large bang on her way out.

The others watched on, JT was completely mortified, if Vincent was hurt or even if his face was damaged in one way or another he was going to have so much explaining to do and he really didn't want to have to deal with Gabe. Agent Reynolds was trying to hide the burst of pride he felt watching his daughter take down such a large man and Tess was openly smirking with satisfaction. Vincent quickly jumped up and rubbed his shoulder groaning. "Holy shit! I can't believe she just did that and you let her walk out!" Vincent protested his ego about as small as it had ever been.

"I merely believe that Agent Chandler was demonstrating her skills are worthy of protecting you Mr Keller." Reynolds answered him fighting away his smile as he looked to JT. "Don't you agree Mr Forbes?"

"Hum yea sure, you were a jerk Vincent." JT mumbled biting his lip. "Are you ok? She got you good?"

"Of course she did, Cat is the best in the business which is why she was picked to protect your ass so I suggest if you don't want to end up murdered you can and find her." Tess piped up from where she was comfortably perched against the desk.

"No way! She just nearly broke my arm! Isn't there someone else?"

"None that are qualified enough to fit what you require Mr Keller and none that would make a suitable match to play my girlfriend."

"What do you mean play my girlfriend?"

"Well…" JT interjected rubbing his palms together. "I said we could make your security invisible right?"

"Yea and… what does this…oh." Vincent nodded.

"No one would suspect that Catherine was actually who she is and it would actually create publicity if you got a mysterious new girlfriend."

"But she's crazy!"

Reynolds raised a brow and took a step so he was stood in front of Vincent. "Mr Keller I don't know what you are used to in the world but you have insulted my daughter more times than I care to count whilst being in this room. Agent Chandler is the very best at the job and if you cannot get her to accept an apology from you and agree to do this job then I am afraid you are going to have to look for your protection from another source."

Vincent cursed under his breath as he stared across at Agent Reynolds, so now did he not only have a murderer and a pissed off agent to worry about he had her daddy too. With a pout he spun and headed out of the door Catherine had previously slammed in order to find her.

Catherine paced around her office muttering to herself angrily, how could she have been so stupid, as much as he deserved it she should not have acted so childishly. Hearing a knock at her door she sighed. "Dad I would just rather be left alone right now." She shouted through the door hoping he would leave her be for now.

"Its not your father, its me. Vincent Keller."

Cat grabbed the handle and flung the door open. "Look if you are here to try and regain your ego because you got your ass kicked by a girl save it. I shouldn't have done it and I'm sorry but you were an ass now feel to leave." With that she closed the door in his face and sunk to the ground behind it.

Vincent sighed and rested his head against the door. "Look Cat, I know ok. I shouldn't have judged you so quickly and I shouldn't have been an ass. I'm not here to get my pride back I am here to ask for your help." He mumbled through the wood hoping she was listening to him. "Look Catherine, I haven't told anyone this but I'm scared. Someone is trying to kill me, and I would actually really rather you were t my side when whoever this is tries to make it happen. Catherine please. "

Catherine groaned, he had to have the world's sexiest voice and when he was practically begging for her help even she, one kick ass woman, could not resist his pleas. Standing up she opened the door and looked up at him biting her lip. "Ok, I'll do it. But we do this my way Vincent ok? I am going to wear the trousers in this relationship." She mumbled up at him holding out her hand for him to shake.

"Since you just kicked my ass. Deal." Vincent smiled softly down at her. Maybe this wouldn't be beyond terrible after all.

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