Beauty & the Beast doesn't belong to me. English is not my first language, so any typo or grammar mistakes (I don't use Google), please let me know.

The vulnerability of opening your heart fully and deeply to another is terrifying, but at a point in my 50s, I realized that I had to step up to the plate. (By Jane Fonda)

The vision Vincent had, left him speechless. Catherine was wearing a beautiful and sexy blue nightgown. As quickly as possible he approached to her, passing both arms around her waist "Are you trying to seduce me?" he whispered in Catherine's ear.

She gave a small laugh "Why? Are you seducible?"

"That's depend." He shrugged "If the woman who is trying to seduce me calls Catherine Chandler."

"So, if it's her?" Catherine replied passing her arms through his neck.

"The answer is, Oh YEAH!" and after that Vincent attacked Catherine's lips. The love and desire was palpable…and seconds later everything seemed on fire.

Between the kisses and the moans Catherine managed to say "Dinner will get cold." And Vincent just replied "I'm not hungry for food, I'm hungry for you."

He picked her up and placed it over the kitchen counter and Catherine quickly wrapped her legs around his waist. You could say they were guided at that moment just by lust and their primitive instincts, but you would be so wrong. Every single touch, every breath, every look was guided by love. A love that not all people could understand, a connection that just a few lucky people in the world can say they have.

It could be said that it was rush, but just the two of them knew how to please each other. They previous partners haven't made them feel half of what they felt when they were together… Of course, they weren't their soul mates.

Soul mate. That person you spend several lifetimes together, who completes you in senses that you never thought possible before. That was the feeling Vincent had that night in the woods. That night he saved Catherine from Muirfield. And ten years later Catherine felt the same thing, the day she finally came face to face with the man, who saved her life.

It's been said that once you find your soul mate you can't live apart from them. It's too painful, it's too hard. That's why once in a while Vincent went to check Catherine, see if she was ok. And that's why after see him again, now face to face, Catherine couldn't help to be closer to him. In her birthday said to one of her friends "There is something that draws me to him". She didn't understand back then, now she does. Vincent does. They were made for each other.

"Here I was thinking we could have a nice and quiet birthday dinner." She said after a while.. Images of what they did seconds ago in her mind, letting her body craving for more.

"Right!" Vincent said with a smile on his face "Coming to dinner with a sexy and I mean very sexy lingerie like that, it's too innocent"

Catherine bit her bottom lip "I never said I was innocent."

"You have any idea how tempting you look when you do that?"

"No, maybe you can show me later." She said and came down the counter still naked "I'm going to take a shower and then I'm going to eat. I'm starving."

Vincent laughed "Mind if I join you?"

"God, you are insatiable!"

Vincent wrapped his arms around her naked body again "That's totally your fault."

"You know for a reheated dinner this was actually good." Catherine said after they finished eating.

Vincent smirked "That was the best birthday I've ever had!"

"Ok, I will pretend I believe." Catherine murmured.

Vincent grabbed her arm and made her sit in his lap, passing both his arms around her. "I'm telling the truth."

Catherine shook her head, "Vincent, you had a life before, friends, family and a fiancée. This can't be the best birthday you ever had."

Vincent sighed how he can explain to her the depth of his feelings? "I don't know if it will make sense, but I always felt like I had this whole in my heart, like I had missed something, something really important…That was you. If I had to go through all the experiments to meet you Catherine, to finally feel whole, I'm grateful. I know this will sound crazy and you probably won't…"

Catherine silenced him with a kiss "Makes all the sense of the world because I feel exactly the same way."

They share another passionate kiss and before things got a little out of control Catherine pulled apart. "I have one last gift for you."

Vincent rolled his eyes "Seriously?"

Catherine gave him a quick kiss "It's upstairs."

She got up from his embrace and offered her hand to him "Come with me?"

"Always" he replied.

They walked up the stairs and once they were in the bedroom, Vincent sat in the bed while Catherine went to her bag and picked a small pack. She took a deep breath and Vincent started to get anxious.

"Do you remember a few days ago when you asked me to don't push you away, to let you in?

Vincent nodded remembering the day he had meet Alex. "Of course I do, I clear remember you were trying to send me back to Alex."

"Not my finest moments, for sure" she laughed and Vincent was glad that finally they could put that behind them, but not quite understanding where Catherine wanted to go.

"Well, since the day we met, once in a while I've…I've been writing letters. Sometimes, well, most of the times they were for my mom. My therapist suggested it could be a way to deal with everything…especially, you know."

"The beast part" Vincent completed.

"Yeah" Catherine nodded "I burned or ripped some of them…but these….i kept and I wanted to give them to you. Mostly of them i…I talk about you."

Vincent was speechless, those were her deepest secrets, and he couldn't accept them.

"Catherine, thank you so much for this." He said taking the pack from her hands and putting in the bed "But I can't accept. You don't have to do this…I"

She shook her head "I know, but I want to. You are the person that I trust the most. And I know, sometimes, I still keep my guard up…I just want you to know that, I do this not because I don't trust you, I'm just…afraid."

He held her tightly what he could have ask more? Catherine was letting all her walls down in that moment. She was letting him all the way in.

"This is the second best gift I've ever received. The first one is known you love me as much as I love you."

Catherine smiled "I thought you might like it. Happy Birthday!"

As Catherine was sleeping Vincent couldn't help to go downstairs and start to read the letters. They weren't in a chronological order so, he just opened one randomly.

Dear Mom,

It's been two years since you were gone and it's not getting easier. People say that one day all we have is just that feeling of missing somebody. But how can I move forward knowing I'm the reason you are dead? How can somebody overcome something like that? Simply, they can't, I can't.

There is not one day that goes by that I don't think about that night, why I had to be so stubborn, what I forgot that damn thing…why did I call you mom?

I'm the reason Dad lost his wife and Heather doesn't have a mother. I'm trying to occupied my head and my time to not think about all the what ifs my life has right now, so, I start a new language course, I'm learning Portuguese and I just learn a new word: SAUDADE. It means I miss you…

I can't even say thank you for whom or what saved me. People say I was in shock but, I know what I saw. You know what it's even weird? I wasn't afraid of him; there was something about it…something that made me sure that he would never hurt me. It's weird I still call him he?

I love you mom.

I'm so sorry,

Catherine.

Vincent already knew that Catherine wasn't afraid of him, but reading her saying those words just two years after that day…knowing that even when everyone was telling her otherwise she still thought about him as he not an It? Vincent couldn't tell what that did to his heart. He opened another later, that one seemed new.

Dear Mom,

Do you remember Vincent? Of course you do. I've talking about him a lot these past few months… I'm afraid, mom. I think I'm falling for him.

If you were here you would say, "What are you most afraid of?" and I would say "All of it. I've been living in a shell for so long…what if he doesn't feel the same?" I know, mom. I know what you are thinking. "Tell me the truth, Catherine. This is not your major fear."

You are right, I'm afraid I'm gonna losing him, the same way I lost you. Muirfield is out there, mom. They want him dead.

I miss you mom,

I swear I will find out why Muirfield did that to us.

Catherine.

Vincent couldn't think straight so he just kept reading, one letter after another.

Why? Why did you lie to me? You ruined Vincent's life.

Vincent remembered you worked for Muirfield. You were working on something to stop the side effects of the procedures YOU DID TO HIM.

I just wanted to know why. I have to believe you thought you were doing the right thing. I remember the necklace you used to wear, the chimera. You used to say that it reminds you to always respect the power of nature. So, why you didn't?

You died and leave this mess and now, I have to do everything I can to make it right. I'm lying to my friends because if I don't, I will put them in danger…put Vincent in danger.

You want to know the worst part of it all? I love him. I love the man that my mom destroyed his life.

I still love you mom, but you let me down.

Catherine.

Hey Mom,

He didn't show up for dinner…Maybe I misinterpreted the signs. I thought what we had, that connection was both sides, but the truth is he saved other people, not just me.

You know I finally opened his gift; it's a flannel pajama…just like the ones you used to buy for me. I know what you are thinking, maybe he saw Evan kissing me. It doesn't help my chances, does it? Tomorrow I'm going to see him, you can call me crazy but I feel like there is something wrong with him.

Everything used to be so simple when you were here.

Catherine.

Vincent was lost in the letters when he noticed Catherine right beside him. She sat in his lap and put her arms around his neck "So, Were you enjoying your gift?"

"You haven't told me you felt I wasn't fine when I didn't show up for dinner." Vincent said and Catherine smiled.

"Well, it's not something you can bring in an ordinary conversation. Besides, I still couldn't understand what was happening."

"You do know I can feel those things too, right?"

She nodded "I know."

"I'm still looking for the letter you talk to your mom about Evan kissing you."

Catherine laughed "Come on! Several letters talking about you and how I feel for you and you want to read that one?"

"Hey, I still need to know if I should kill him or not." Vincent seemed serious and Catherine stopped to laugh.

"That's so not funny." She replied after a while laughing with Vincent again.

"You know that night I…I thought that you and me, you know" Vincent couldn't finished the sentence, remember her kissing Evan was really difficult to him. Vincent knew lots of things about her, but Catherine still was getting to know him and even her knowing and accepting him as he was, Vincent hadn't illusions. One thing is to befriend with a beast, another completely different is to be the girlfriend of one.

"I was mad at you, to tell the truth." Catherine said after a while "But I understand why you pushed me away."

"Apparently I didn't make a good job." He said caressing her cheek.

"Happily I'm stubborn and well, your black outs kind help a little." She responded "I love you Vincent and there is nothing you can do to change this."

"You keep saying this, but let's see if I end up with a tail." He was kidding but deep downs he was talking about the unknown his life was.

"We will make it work." Catherine cupped his face "As long as we love each other this much and we do, we will face everything together."

Vincent laid his forehead to hers "That's sound perfect. I love you so much."

And Catherine replied with a beautiful smile "I love you too."

The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart. (by Helen Keller)

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