A/N: Hey guys! I'm sorry I suck so bad for not updating, my puppy- Beast has needed lots of my attention. Works also been crazy busy! So I have only managed to get a tiny chapter out, so you know I haven't fallen off the edge of the Earth lol.

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

Two days had passed and Catherine still looked like death warmed up! Vincent was becoming increasingly worried; he tried to convince Catherine to go to the hospital but she ignored his wishes.

She had been in bed all day, it was coming on six o'clock and Vincent had just got home, he strolled into their bedroom and carefully perched himself on her side of the bed.

"Hey" He whispered softly "How are you feeling?"

Cat gave him a weak smile "A little better thanks."

Vincent smiled and placed a sweet kiss on her forehead.

"I've brought you your favourite soup; I have to go back to work Jefferson is off so I gotta cover his shift. Will you be alright?!" He asked worriedly – all she had to do was ask and he would find a way to get rid of his shift. He'd do anything for her.

"I'll be fine! Go, I might even try and venture to the living room for a little while, stretch my legs." She again smiled this time trying to convince him that she was almost recovered. In reality she hurt badly and the effort it took her to even talk to him was exponentially tiring.

"Okay, I'll race back soon!" Vincent ghosted a kiss across her lips and finally let his plump ones connect with her neck, it was meant to be another sweet soft kiss but, the way his lips soothed and teased her sensitive spot in that short second sent a tingle through her. She cursed her body; surely it wasn't normal to have that reaction when she was so poorly. She closed her eyes as she heard Vincent close the front door.

Floating, she felt like floating and cold very cold.

Warmth started to envelope around her.

Familiar cologne wafted around her, it wasn't the cologne she longed to smell though, and it frightened her!

Catherine's eyes were heavy as she lifted them, she felt a warm solid body close to her, he pulled her close and she smiled her eyes still not quite focusing after the nightmare she had.

The warm hands began to roam her body and lips kissed her neck- she nuzzled into them.

Warmth hovered on top of her and her lips were slowly taken prisoner, the kiss tasted different, felt different. Maybe that was just her being under the weather making her feel that way, she ignored it.

Catherine leaned into the body kissing it with as much energy as she could muster.

He moaned. She moaned.

His erection spurring her on to demand more, she ground against him lazily, she wanted him to do all the work.

Immediately a hand was inside her panties just as his fingers brushed against her- alarm bells rang in her head. Catherine grabbed his hands and dug her nails in HARD.

Vincent did not enter her that way without asking permission nor would he taste her without it. Not that she was a prude about it, but, when they first met she was a virgin and so he'd first asked her permission and had done so ever since.

She rose her knee up and made the body wail in pain, a dim light came on; Cat lifted her still heavy eyes.

James!

He tutted. "Catherine, Catherine, Catherine!" He scolded. "I was sincerely hoping that after I poisoned you, you wouldn't have the energy to fight me. Won't you consider resuming our earlier position?!"

"Go to hell!" Catherine croaked- her throat dry with terror. Not terror just because she was here seemingly trapped in a dingy warehouse which she now could see in the dim light. Terror because she had ignored her apprehension at fist and for a brief second had become aroused by this vile creature, thinking he was her Vincent.

James chuckled "I am my love- deemed to live while the woman of my dreams is in the arms of another man, but no more. You will be mine."

"Never!"

"I will not force myself on you Catherine; at least I'm not that desperate, yet. But I will not release you until you willingly leave Vincent for me!" He smirked.

Catherine laughed in pure shock. "I would never!"

"Then you'll never see your precious Vincent again, or your friends, Tess is really going to hate you for missing the birth of her first born." James stalked across the room and turned to face her. "You better drink that water because that's all you're going to get whilst you're here!" He slammed the door shut.

Catherine had tears pooling in her eyes at the seriousness of her situation, she gasped in air as sobs came out. She turned to the water, knowing it was probably drugged she took a sip any way how else was she supposed to survive down here without it?

"Vincent" She whispered out as she lay her head down.

She hoped to God he finds her soon. There's no way he'd leave her here, right?!

A/N: Please don't hate me! Hah. Please review I love reading them, It's what makes me want to write. Again sorry for lack of updates, it really upsets me when I don't get them out to you. :(.