A/N: Yay! I finally manged to get a decent sized chapter out :D Enjoy! Please review! Please excuse any errors, its getting late but I really wanted to get this out to you all for being so paitent with me, so if there are any let me know and I will fix them :) x

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, I'm just borrowing them!

Catherine began to stir in her sleep, just last night it was her birthday Vincent had sent her around NYC to be pampered and then he proposed- It was by far the best day of her life!

As the breeze filtered in their room through the open window Cat opened her eyes, she was safely cocooned in Vincent's arms; her left hand was flat against her man's chest causing her new jewelry to sparkle in the sun.

The ring felt a little weighty on her finger, she'd get used to it eventually, it didn't bother her though- every time she felt its presence it gave her butterflies.

Turning her head at an angle she rested her head closer to Vincent's neck, not before sneaking a peak at his godly face.

He was smiling in his sleep, probably because of last night's activities, don't get Cat wrong being with Vincent was incredible every time but last night was something else entirely.

The last few times they'd made love before the miscarriage were quick and rushed thanks to their hectic work lives- After the miscarriage, had been needy and desperate, but last night, last night was slow and sensual. They had taken the time to explore one another's body's, not worrying about work deadlines, bills or keeping up appearances- last night they were just together in the moment, blissed out on pure love.

She breathed in his scent and placed a sweet kiss on his neck- this caused Vincent to squash his neck up, she ran her left hand down his chest and abs' down to his thigh, her hand fell in-between his thighs so she left it there teasingly stroking her fingers up and down the insides of his leg.

Vincent began to moan in his sleep. He whispered out Cat's name- this pleased her, her own excitement building. Vincent's eyes fluttered open as he tried to determine if the sensations he was feeling were dream or reality!

"Good morning big boy!" She whispered seductively as she encased his hardness in her delicately soft small hands.

"Ohhh, Uhh, It most certainly is, God baby what are you doing to me?!" He strangled out.

She giggled and kissed him slowly, letting her tongue brush up and down along his mimicking the motions of her hand on his most sensitive organ. "Hmm I would think it's quite obvious what I'm doing Dr Keller."

He grunted out a laugh. "You know very well what I mean my soon to be Mrs Keller."

Cat stopped all movements.

"Noo, honey please don't stop!" Vincent didn't mean to sound so desperate but she'd worked him up some, there was no going back now- even though he had been well taken care of in that department last night he needed her to finish. The day would be unbearable to get through in the event she didn't.

"Say it again!" She commanded.

"What?" Vincent was so concentrated on what she was doing he hadn't even realised what he had said.

"My name, more importantly what it will be!"

"Oh" Now he understood. "Mrs Keller! Don't stop Mrs Keller." He kissed her hard and grabbed her hand, feeling the cool diamond of her engagement ring against his palm; he moved her hand for her.

"Someone's impatient this morning." With that she picked up the pace bringing him to his release, which she was sure the neighbours might of heard, just the thought of that made her blush – not that it should considering their neighbours 'The Sweets' were notoriously noisy in the bedroom.

When Vincent had come down from his high he rolled over and pinned Cat down peppering her in appreciative kisses.

"God I love you!" He muttered against her skin.

"Uhhmm, I bet you do." She smirked.

He giggled "You know I love you for more than just that -but woah, what a way to wake up!" He beamed at her.

"I know, I love you too a lot! Hence your little gift this morning." She smiled.

"Now, I'm gonna have to do something about this, I can't have my girl neglected." He nuzzled at her breasts.

"I can't I have to be at the office, but you could get through the laundry for me?!" She said her voice getting high pitched toward the end of the sentence.

"Really? It's Sunday, I thought you were gonna put an end to Sunday sessions at the office!" He scolded her.

"Vincent, please don't be mad, I did but I have to work today it was part of the condition to get yesterday off! You know what my boss is like he hates his wife therefore he never wants to go home -which means I'm not allowed to either!"

"Well your boss is an ass!" Vincent huffed.

Catherine stifled a laugh. "And I would have to agree with you, but, a job is a job!"

Cat slithered out of the bed and took a quick shower before dressing in a black pencil skirt and a mint coloured blouse with black pumps, she pecked Vincent on the lips and darted out the door.

Vincent decided to see what J.T was up to- after he did the laundry for Cat it was the least he could do after the wake-up call she graced him with, but it wouldn't be the only thing he'd do.

Catherine walked into the office she was glowing and brimming with zest- she'd just gotten engaged to the man of her dreams for God sake- Why wouldn't she be deliriously happy?!

"Catherine!" The sound of her boss's voice echoed out into the hallway.

She walked into his office. "Yes sir?" She smiled politely even though it irritated her when he would bellow her name like she was a miss-behaving dog.

"Your absence yesterday has pushed us further behind on the Jefferson case than I would like so James and you will be pulling a late one tonight."

"But-"

"-No but's you will be here until your all caught up understood?!" He looked at her daring her to disagree. What is this guy's problem?!

"Yes sir" She grinned. You complete prick was the rest of that unfinished sentence running through her head.

Cat had been at the office for an eternity it was almost 11pm and she was getting beat, her eyes kept closing and her head would jerk back every so often as she fought to stay awake, James had also been in a sour mood making her feel less enthusiastic then she already was about being there.

"Cat, Cat, Catherine!" James shouted.

She jumped.

"Are you listening to me?!" James snapped.

"I'm sorry James I'm really tired! I know you probably are too, I'm just sorry we're stuck here because I wanted one lousy day off!" She smiled hoping her apology would smooth over whatever was wrong with him.

"Yeah well, I wish yesterday had never happened either!" He rolled his eyes.

She couldn't help but wonder what that was supposed to mean, she let it go, for now! She was too tired for a lengthy conversation which is what she was sure questioning him would entail.

"I really am sorry!" She tried again with the soft approach, she just wanted him to co-operate with her so she could get the hell home. Cat reached over and placed her hand on top of his.

Before Catherine knew what was happening she felt lips on hers and suddenly straight after she was pushed backwards onto the couch they were occupying, she tried to sit back up but James was oddly powerful, he had covered her body with his and pressed his mouth against her harder in an effort to get her to open up for him. Catherine was squirming beneath him, she hated the feel of him pressed against her, eventually she gave in and opened her mouth and when he pushed his tongue inside her mouth – she bit down HARD!

He pulled away blood dribbled down both their chins.

"Don't you ever do that again!" Cat screeched.

"Why, I though, we have a connection- you flirt with me, all the time, you took my hand!" James tried to rationalize this out to Cat.

"I'm nice to you as a friend! That does not mean flirting, encase you've forgotten I got engaged! Last Night! You were at my party! Excuse me, for not realising that touching your hand was code for sex or whatever the hell your goal was!" Catherine was fuming.

"Yes I know you're engaged, I was at your party, but I also know that you're making a huge mistake!" James was cut off.

"You know nothing, and I'm leaving!"

"I know Vincent cheated on you after you had the miscarriage!" He blurted out.

"How do you know about the miscarriage? We didn't tell anyone!" She stared into his eyes waiting for an answer.

"The same way I know he cheated, He told her all about the miscarriage and how you'd been denying him sex for weeks, that's why he went with her, he needed release until he could coax you back into bed!"

"You're lying! He'd never! And that still doesn't explain how you would know!"

"I'm friends with the girl, she mentioned about this guy she was with, picked up at a bar one night she said, she mentioned his name so that's how I know."

She looked at him with disbelief.

"I don't know how I can prove it to you! I won't give you her name before you ask; she's a friend so I can't. But I can tell he spilt his guts to her about how you two had barely seen one another because of work, how you lost the baby at home and he found you on the bathroom floor sobbing uncontrollably- what a sorry mess I think was the term she said he used!"

Catherine felt bile rise up- how on earth would he know that- she hadn't even told Tess that very intimate detail about the loss of her child.

Before James could fit another word in- she ran out the door, she needed to clear her head before she faced Vincent. Could James be telling the truth, how would he know such personal things?! But to believe Vincent would ever do that to her was un-thinkable!

What was she to do?

A/N: So, what do you think? Was James telling the truth?