Note: So again, I'm really sorry about how short Chapter 8 turned out to be. I was going to continue but I decided it would be a good place to stop. Anyway here is chapter 9! Thanks for reading and please review!

I DO NOT OWN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Chapter 9

Evan couldn't take his eyes off of what was only inches away from him. He took deep slow breaths but nothing he did calm down his nervous. It was right in front of him, face to face. He wanted to go down to the subway tunnels to hopefully find out some more information, but he didn't exactly think he would find it.

The beast cocked his head side to side, continuously letting out deep low growls. He didn't take his eyes off Evan he watched every single move the man made. Not that he was moving...

Evan swallowed as he could feel sweat start to drip from his forehead. He closed his eyes tightly and whispered to himself, "Don't hurt me...please just...don't hurt me..." Evan closed his eyes as tight as he possibly could. He began to breathe quickly. The only thing going through his mind was the constant replay of the sound of Peter getting torn apart limb by limb. Instead of taking deep slow breathes he let out quick, short breaths. Evan began to feel dizzy and light headed. The more he tried to relax himself the more tense and nervous he became.

The beast moved closer to Evan and let out a long deep growl. Evan froze. In the second everything seemed to stop, even his breathing.

"You okay?" Heather asked concerned looking at her sister from across the table.

"Huh?" Catherine shook her head. "Yeah I'm fine just thinking...you know, work stuff."

Heather nodded slowly. "Well, try not to get too stressed out, the doctor said it wasn't good while your body is recovering."

Catherine smiled trying to show Heather she was fine but she couldn't get Vincent out of her mind.

"Oh, Tess called while you were asleep." Heather said grabbing another slice of pizza.

"Oh?" Catherine asked "What did she want?"

"She just wanted to check up on you." Heather replied taking a bite.

Catherine nodded and looked down at her plate. "Well...thank you for lunch Heather, but I need to go return Tess's call. You know, so she knows I'm all right." Catherine grabbed her plate and walked it over to the sink.

"Oh, yeah sure." Heather sighed. She never got to spend that much time with her sister anymore, she was always so busy with work.

Catherine walked into her bedroom and grabbed the phone off of her nightstand. She dialed Tess's number and sat on her bed.

Ring...Ring...Ri-

"Hey, bud. How's the recovery?" Tess asked

"Good, thanks." Catherine laid down on her bed resting her head against the headboard. "Oh Tess, before I forget has Evan been acting weird in any way?"

Tess let out a small laugh. "Weird? How?"

"Well while I was at the wedding I was talking to him and he said he found DNA that matched my mom's case and said it was mutating. I was wondering if he talked to you about it at all."

"Um...no, nothing comes to mind, sorry." Tess paused. "Why, I thought you weren't going to stress over your mom anymore."

Catherine looked over to the fire escape and sighed thinking about Vincent and she hoped he was okay.

"Cat?" Tess asked

She noticed a small piece of paper that seemed to be stuck between the window and the windowsill.

"Cat...earth to Cat..."

"What?" Catherine shook her head trying to focus on the conversation.

"You totally spaced out, you alright?"

"Um...yeah." Catherine said not taking her eyes off the note. "Hey, I gotta go. I'll call you later." before Tess could reply she hung up the phone and walked over to the window. She grabbed the note and opened the window just enough to slip the note out. She opened it up and she recognized the handwriting.

'Subway Tunnel' Catherine closed the note and slide it into her pants pocket. She took out her phone and dialed J.T.

"Hello?" J.T. asked from the other line.

"Hi, did Vincent tell you he was going back to the Subway Tunnels?"

"Uh, yeah why?" J.T. asked confused.

"Well, I just found a note saying, 'Subway Tunnel.' When did he leave?"

"I don't know, like thirty, maybe forty minutes ago." J.T. said

"It doesn't take that long to get there, what if something happened?" Catherine started to grab her jacket off the edge of her bed and slid it on.

"I think he just went down there to let off some steam."

Catherine zipped up her jacket. "Well, I'm going to go down there. If he ends up back at the warehouse in less than an hour just let me know."

"Um...okay." J.T. said confused. "But I don't think you should be going down there, especially by yourself considering you are still recovering." J.T. knew that wasn't going to stop Catherine but he decided to give it a shot anyways.

Catherine rolled her eyes and then heard her sister walking down the hall towards her room. "Gotta go J.T. call me if he shows up." Catherine quickly hung up her phone and tossed it in her coat pocket.

Heather opened the door and stood in the doorway, "Where are you going?" she asked confused.

"Um...work." Catherine lied. "Tess said she wanted to meet me down at the precinct." Catherine walked over to her dresser and grabbed her gun and holster.

"Um...okay." Heather said a bit confused. She stepped out of the doorway to let Catherine walk by. She followed her as she walked down the hall. "When do you think you will be back? Because you shouldn't stay to long and the doctor said you had to rest, and you need to be taking your medicine to help with the pain. Have you been taking the medicine? Because if you haven't I'm gunna be very upset." Heather crossed her arms.

Catherine laughed and grabbed her car keys off the counter. "Calm down Heather, I shouldn't be out too long. And yes, I have been taking my medicine."

"Good." Heather sat on one of the bar stools in and watched Catherine leave.

Catherine dialed J.T. as she parked her car a couple blocks away from the subway tunnel.

"I thought I was supposed to be the one to call you?" J.T. asked

"Yeah, well I just wanted to make sure he hasn't come back yet. I just got here and I'm making my way down to the tunnel." Catherine said walking.

"Well he's still not here." J.T. sounded annoyed. "And just be safe, okay? You are still recovering."

"Alright I will. And don't worry I already got the whole recovering speech from my sister and I don't need it from you too." Catherine said making her way down the steps to the tunnel.

"Just making sure." J.T. said

Catherine smiled and hung up the phone and continued to walk down the steps and into the tunnel.

Evan lied on the floor motionless and the beast turned back to normal. He looked over at Evan and was shocked when he fell. Vincent took a few steps back and panicked..."What have I done?" he asked himself. He looked around franticly for ideas on what he should do, however nothing came to his mind. He heard the gravel shift as someone was walking closer and closer to where he was. He listen to Evan's heart beat. It was still beating but it slowed down tremendously. He heard the footsteps coming closer and closer. Vincent tried to make out who was walking towards them but there were too many smells down in the abandon tunnel. He took one last look at Evan and ran for it.

Catherine slowly walked up to were Evan was lying down. She checked his pulse and he was okay. She sighed in relief and shook his shoulder. "Evan." she said. "Evan wake up." she shook his shoulder harder. "Evan, for god's sake just wake up." she grabbed his shoulder with both hands and moved it back and forth as fast as she could.

Evan's eyes slowly opened up and he sat up rubbing his head. "Catherine?"

"Good, you're awake." Catherine said calmly. "Now...would you care to explain why the hell you're down here?" Catherine shouted.

"I was coming down here to try to get some answers." Evan stood up and wipped the dirt from his pants. "And thats when...I saw it."

"Saw what?" Catherine asked confused.

"I saw the beast." Evan said pointing to the spot were the beast once was.

"Okay, clearly you have a concussion." Catherine said while rubbing her own head. "As, so do I."

Evan didn't take his eyes off the spot were the beast was.

"Evan, I honestly think you have a concussion and clearly your mind is just playing tricks on you. There is no beast, I would know. Now can we please get out of here?" Catherine asked.

"No Cat...there is a beast and it was here and it was growling at me."

"Do you even hear yourself?"

Evan turned around to face Catherine. "You think I'm lying?"

"Well..." Catherine started out. "I just honestly think you are suffering from lack of sleep and a concussion." she pointed to Evan's head.

"I thought out of all people, you would understand." Evan walked away.

"Evan!" Catherine called. "Evan, please."

"No Cat, no more Evans..." Evan turned around. "For 9 years you claimed you saw a beast and begged for people to believe you. Now someone does believe you." Evan pointed to himself. "I believe you. Why are you now pushing people away?"

Catherine sighed and walked up to Evan. "I just don't want you to have to go through what I went though. Having people call you crazy if not the best feeling in the world and I don't want you to have to go through that."

Evan looked at Catherine. "I'm not crazy Cat. I know what I saw." Evan turned around to continue to walk away.

"Evan."

He didn't listen he just continued to walk down into the subway tunnels.

"Evan! Come on, just listen to me!"

Evan didn't even slow down he just continued his way down the tunnel.

"Evan!" Catherine shouted.

She watched Evan as he became smaller and smaller as he made his way down the tunnel. She sighed and put her hand on the back of her head. She was about to turn around to walk out of the tunnel when her phone went off.

"Chandler."

"I really hope you found him." J.T. said

"No, not yet I just found Evan."

"Evan? Like that guy you kissed?" J.T. asked

Catherine rolled her eyes. "Not in the mood J.T."

"Well, anyway I found something and I think you should come by to take a look."

Catherine heard the concern in his voice and got very concerened. "Oh no, what is it J.T."

"Just come by. It will be easier to show you than to tell you." J.T. hung up the phone and the line went dead.

Catherine pulled up to the warehouse and walked up to the door. She knocked and J.T. quickly opened the door.

"So what is it?" Catherine asked nervously.

"Just come in." J.T. said moitioning Catherine to go inside.

She did as she was told and in silence they both walked over to the table in the middle of the room.

"J.T. what is it?"

He didn't say anything he just moved some papers around. He grabbed a single piece of paper and held it up.

"What is this?" Catherine asked grabbing the paper from J.T.'s hand.

"It's an invitation to Alex's wake." J.T. sat on the table.

"Why do you have this?" Catherine asked staring at the paper.

"Well, when Vincent asked Alex if she would marry him Vincent called me up to be the best man at his wedding. I had no idea why he was calling me because we havn't talked in forever but I agreed." J.T. paused. "Alex had a big family and everyone in it was very close. They treated everyone they knew like they were part of the family. Including me, thats why they sent me that."

"So why are you just telling me all this now?" Catherine asked looking up at J.T.

"Because I didn't know about it until a few minutes ago." J.T. said

"What do you mean?" Catherine asked looking back down at the invitation.

"I'm not the one who opened it..."

Catherine looked up from the paper. "Wait, you don't mean..."

J.T. nodded. "Yeah...when I put the mail on the table he must've seen the return address and well..."

Catherine sighed. "Do you think this has something to do with not hearing from him?"

J.T. nodded in agreement. "Yeah." he watched as Catherine's eyes became red.

"This is my fault...only if I didn't shoot her he would be here and-"

"Okay, you honestly can't blame yourself for this." J.T. slid off the counter. "If you didn't shoot her he wouldn't be here. You saved his life Cat. She was the one going to shoot him."

Catherine wiped away a tear. "And what if he doesn't come back?" she sat down in one of the chairs and covered her eyes with her hands.

"He'll come back." J.T. sat next to Catherine. "He'll come back I promise."

Catherine took a deep breath. "Thats the thing, you can't promise J.T." she wiped away another tear. "If he never comes back I don't know what I'm going to do with myself."

J.T. put a hand on Catherine's shoulder. "If there is one thing Vincent taught me-" J.T. paused. "Is that you can never give up hope."

Catherine wiped away another tear and forced a smile. "Thanks"

J.T. looked at Catherine with concern in his eyes. He opened his arms. "Come here."

Catherine gave a J.T. a hug and began to cry. "He will come back...I promise."

Vincent sat on the roof of the building that Alex's wake was being held at in a few days. He leaned against a chimney and looked up at the stars. He heard the faint sound of the New York City traffic and he thought about all the good times he and Alex had together.

Flashback about 10 years ago before Vincent left for the Army:

Vincent and Alex were sitting at there favorite restaurant in all of New York. It was around 7:00PM and Vincent's heart was beating fast.

Alex finished taking a bite of her salad and smiled. "I'll be right back, I just have to use the restroom." Alex got up and left headed towards the bathroom doors.

Vincent smiled and once she was out of his sight he leaned back in his chair and sighed. He put his hand in his pocket and grabbed the small velvet box from his pocket. He pulled it out to take a look at the ring inside. Tonight was the night he was going to propose.

A few minutes later Alex returned smiling. She pulled out the chair from beneath the table and sat down. She noticed how Vincent was smiling.

"What's so funny?" she asked with a smile.

"Nothing..." Vincent laughed "Nothing."

"Oh really?" she grabbed his hand from across the table. "You sure about that?"

Vincent laughed. "I'm just so lucky to have you." he gave her hand a small squeeze.

Alex blushed. "I'm lucky to have you too Vincent."

Vincent stood up out of the chair without letting go of Alex's hand. "Which is why I have to ask you something." Vincent knelt down on one knee and Alex covered her mouth with her hand.

"Alex Regan, I love you with all my heart. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you..." Vincent pulled out the small velvet box and opened it. "Will you marry me?"

Alex continued to hold her hand over her mouth and nodded. Tears rolled down her face and she knelt down to hug Vincent. "Yes, yes, yes..." Alex could barely speak from crying so much. "Of course I will marry you Vincent! "

Vincent stood up and slid the diamond ring onto Alex's finger. They both smiled at each other and Alex's face was covered in tears. Vincent whispered in Alex's ear, "I love you with all my heart." Alex smiled and Vincent placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

*End of Flashback*

Vincent closed his eyes and let out a small sigh. He rubbed his forehead. He couldn't believe what has happened in such a sort amount of time. Even though its been 10 years it still seems like just yesterday, they were at that restaurant together. He didn't even know what to think anymore. All he knew, is it was going to be hard for him to face Catherine being like this.

He listened as he heard voices that he remembered.

"I'm so sorry for your loss..." a man's voice said "What happened...it's tragic."

Vincent listened closer as he heard a woman crying.

"Thank you..." Vincent recognized the woman's voice. It was Alex's mother.

After Vincent heard the two cars drive away he made sure nobody else was around. He leaped off the roof and onto the ground. He kept trying to remind himself that Alex was in fact going to shoot him and he would be dead if it was for Catherine. But for some reason he still felt bad about her death. He remembered quite clearly of the type of woman that Alex was. And the woman that was pointing the gun to his chest...that wasn't the woman he fell in love with.

He walked over to the side of the building and looked in the windows. It didn't look like a wake at all. It just looked like a bunch of stuff random placed in each section of the room. He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. He took one last look in the window before walking away.

that was kinda depressing to write...pretty self explanatory, if you guys are wondering why Vincent said, 'what have i done?' when he saw Evan passed out, that will be explained in chapter 10. Basically, Vincent is going through some major feelings right now and Catherine and J.T. have no idea where he is... poor Vincent :/

Chapter 10 will be up asap.

Just to let you guys know this story is going to be A LOT longer than I originally thought it was going to be. I came across some new information about what is going to happen in the second half of the first season (perhaps more than just one new character...) and well...lets just say a ton of ideas popped into my head. Anyway I hope you guys liked it! Again, I suck at giving characters names so I just put Alex's last name as Regan because thats Bridget Regan's (the person who is going to be playing her last name)

ANYWHO! be sure to let me know what you guys think I love reading the reviews from you guys I appreciate you taking time to read my story! :)