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And just as her lips were about to collide with his… Vincent pulled away.

He was still very close to her, their bodies still radiating warmth to one another. Catherine was still holding on to him, but what she saw in his eyes, made her want to cry. She couldn't help it; at that moment she wanted to feel his lips on hers. But maybe he didn't want what she wanted? She clearly saw hesitation in his eyes and something else. Something she couldn't quite describe.

The moment he pulled away from the almost-kiss, Vincent wanted to kick himself. What was he thinking?! He wanted so badly to feel her lips on his, but he was afraid. Afraid to lose control. What if he changed into the Beast, the second he kissed her? He couldn't take that chance… Not with her...

Catherine finally was able to stand on her own legs, so she took a few steps back and avoided his gaze. It hurt her so much that he rejected her; that's what it felt like.

To Vincent, it suddenly felt so cold compared to when she was still leaning on him. He immediately missed her warmth and had a sudden need to feel her in his arms.

"Catherine, I …" he began, but was interrupted by a phone ringing loudly.

"I have to take this call. It's Heather." She explained, still hurt by his action.

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After a couple of minutes, she finished the call and nervously turned around. Vincent was looking at her.

"Is there something wrong with her?" he asked with a worried tone in his voice.

"No, she's alright. She just had a lot of questions for me. Where I am? What I'm doing? You know, the usual." she responded.

"Sorry, Catherine. I know that I promised you to look after her, but I asked a very trustworthy person to do it instead." He apologized.

"Tess?" she asked.

He nodded in agreement, so she said."No, it's okay. The important thing now is, that uhum… that we should find JT. Fast."

He nodded again, but suddenly Vincent remembered something. With haste, he walked towards JT's bed, with Catherine right behind him. Vincent was pushing the bed on the other side and pulled a key out of a small box. If you didn't know about it, you would never find it. It was hidden that well.

"Ahah! I knew that I would find something in here! This will help us find JT." He said with a smile, locking eyes with her.

She also looked at him and smiled."Okay… but what does it open? How do you know about the key?"

Vincent shook his head and whispered." At the time, I thought that JT was joking around. We were both drunk, we had been drinking a lot that night. He said something to me. I can't remember his exact words, but he said something about: if he one day got into trouble, that I should look for a key he had hidden under his bed. By opening that particular lock, all the secrets he had been keeping from me, will be revealed."

He got a huge lump in his throat and took a seat on the bed. It became all too much for him.

Seeing Vincent hurt like this, made Catherine's heart ache. He looked so defeated…

She carefully sat next to him and asked."So, do you think that the man who has JT, was telling the truth? That JT was keeping things from you?"

Vincent shook his head."I don't know. I really don't. At the time, I really thought that he was just very drunk and making something up. I didn't realize that he really had a locker at a train station. " he answered.

JT's situation was really eating Vincent up from the inside out. She saw it in his eyes and in the way he was staring at one spot. Catherine still felt rejected and hurt by Vincent, but she decided to let it go. For now. At the moment, JT's situation was more important.

"Do you know which train station?" Catherine asked, while placing her hand near his upper arm. She had the urge to place her hand on his cheek, but she was afraid how he'd react. She could not take rejection twice in one day, from the man she was in love with…

What?! In love with?! What?! She shook her head, trying to understand what she just realized…

"No, but I assume it has to be the closest one. I think." He whispered.

"So, which train station do you want to try first? Penn station? Or …" she asked, trying to make eye contact with him. But he was still staring forward.

"Yes, Penn station." He responded, without looking at her.

Catherine couldn't take it anymore. So she placed her hand on his cheek and slowly turned his face, so he would look at her. And when they finally locked eyes, her heart broke.

"Vincent. Please. Try to keep it together. JT needs you. You are not alone in this, okay? I am here too." She whispered, while cupping his face softly with both hands.

The second they locked eyes, Vincent felt like a huge jerk and coward. She was so amazing! She still hasn't run and she had told him not long ago, that she felt the same way. That she was also worried about him, whenever they were apart. Catherine never asked him for anything. She probably thought, that he had rejected her by not kissing her. He felt very guilty about it, but he wasn't sure what would've happened if he did kiss her. He cared too much about her; he would never risk her safety.

Not even for a kiss that he desperately wanted, needed, dreamed about, longed for, craved for…

When he was lying in bed at night, he imagined what it must feel like to feel her lips on his. And now, she was so close, gazing into his eyes. And all he could do was sit and do nothing.

He was trying to ignore the Beast, but he wasn't able to.

'You are the biggest coward, Vincent Keller. I told you to make a move and what do you do? You reject the woman you're in love with!' the Beast said angrily.

"Okay, Cat. Let's try Penn Station first, okay?" he said, trying his best not to close his eyes. Her warm hands on his cheeks felt so good.

She smiled and whispered."Let's go."

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Almost an hour later, she arrived at Penn Station and walked inside. Waiting for Vincent, she nervously took a seat on a bench. He decided to take the route to the train station through the tunnels. At the station there were a lot of people and cameras; he didn't want any attention.

After sitting 15 minutes, he finally texted her. She got up and walked where the lockers were. Sighing deeply, she impatiently waited for him at 'the locker'. She looked around, wondering if she was being followed. Her gut was telling her that she had to be on full alert.

Leaning on the locker, she saw him walking towards her. He was wearing his cap, covering his face a bit. His street clothes fit him perfectly with that coat. Vincent looked so attractive, no wonder she was crazy about him.

"So, here goes." He said and pulled the key out of his pocket.

He gave it to her and nervously waited to hear the click, with his eyes closed. And when he did hear the click, his heart jumped up. The locker was open! Opening his eyes, he saw Catherine waiting for his permission. He nodded, so she opened it.

And when the locker was finally open… Catherine and Vincent's mouths fell open, their eyes almost falling out of their sockets…

Never in a million years, did they expect to see what they were seeing at that particular moment…

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