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I DO NOT OWN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Chapter 10

Later that night Catherine couldn't fall asleep. She tossed and turned and looked at the clock about every five seconds. She sat up and walked over to the fire escape window. She slowly unlocked the window and opened it up. She carefully slid through it being mindful that Heather was asleep in just the other room. She climbed some of the steps and sat down on one of them. She felt the cold autumn air fit her face and shivered. She folded her arms across her chest trying to keep herself warm. She looked across the landscape in front of her and saw the millions of cars rushing by. She sighed and took her hand to support her rib. It was still sore but that wasn't her main concern. Slowly she took the note out of her pocket and slowly unfolded it.

'Subway Tunnel' she read. Whenever she said Vincent's notes she could almost hear him saying the words as if he was standing right next to her. She took the note and gripped it in her hand causing the paper to crumple. She tried to hold her tears back but it was no use. She put her hands over her face and cried.

Heather quickly opened her eyes. She was a very light sleeper and the fact she heard her sister crying she wasn't going to ignore it. She got off her bed and slipped on her pink fluffy slippers. She walked over to the hanger on the back of her door and grabbed her bathrobe and made her way over to Catherine's room.

She slowly opened the door and shivered once the cold air from the open window hit her face.

"Cat?" Heather asked walking towards the open window.

Catherine didn't respond. She was too focused on Vincent and frankly, she couldn't even hear Heather she was crying so hard.

"Cat is that you?" Heather poked her head out of the window and saw her sister crying with her face buried in her hands. "Cat! What's wrong? Is it your rib? I told you to make your medicine." Heather said resting her elbows on the window.

Catherine didn't saw anything she just tried to calm herself down a bit. She hated it when Heather saw her like this.

"Cat, you have to come inside or you're gunna catch a cold." Heather sighed. She absolutely hated to she her sister in this much pain.

Catherine looked up to face Heather. Her face was red and her eyes were blood-shot.

"Come on." Heather moved her head as if to point to inside.

Catherine took a deep breath and tried to collect herself. "I'm so sorry Heather." she said whipping away a tear. "I didn't mean to wake you."

"Sorry? You don't have to be sorry. Clearly you didn't see me once Josh broke up with me over the phone. I was bawling for hours!" Heather laughed trying to lighten up the mood. "Now, come on. Or you're gunna get both of us sick. It's freezing out here!"

Catherine looked back to the miles of New York City that lied below her. She smiled hoping that where ever Vincent was, he was okay.

The next morning Heather just decided to let Catherine sleep in. They didn't talk much about why she was crying out on the fire escape the other night, in fact they didn't even talk about it at all.

Catherine slowly woke up and found herself sitting in her nice, warm cozy bed. She looked over to the clock on her night stand and she saw a cup of hot chocolate sitting in front of the clock. She sat up and read the note sitting next to it.

Hi Cat! I made you hot coca but you were still asleep so I just left it here for you. It's probably cold by now so I'll make you a new one! Sleep Tight! ~Heather

Catherine smiled and felt the cup of the hot chocolate. It was cold but she didn't care. It was the thought that counted.

She got off her bed and made her way over to the kitchen she saw Heather sitting on one of the bar stools.

"Morning sleepy head!" Heather said turning around. "I guess your coca's cold huh?" Heather got off the stool and walked over to the stove grabbing the teakettle.

Catherine walked over to the bar stool and sat down putting the mug on the table. "I think I'm ready to go back to work." Catherine said looking down at the cold hot chocolate.

Heather turned around with the teakettle in her hand walking over to the sink to fill it up. "You sure? You were quite shaken up last night. I'm not sure if that's a good idea." Heather turned on the water to fill the kettle.

Catherine looked up to face her sister. "Well, I have to go back sometime. Plus I'm feeling much better."

"Cat, may I remind you that I found you bawling your eyes out at 2 o'clock in the morning out on the fire escape in 30 degree weather?" Heather walked back to the stove placing the teakettle on one of the burners.

"Well..." Catherine looked at her semi-reflection in the mug. "I was just overwhelmed. I kept thinking about Sabrina and then I guess I sorta just broke down." Catherine lied. It was just Sabrina that was stressing her out. Actually, it wasn't Sabrina at all. It was Vincent.

"That's what I'm getting at." Heather turned on one of the burners. "You can't go back to work when you're still trying to get over what happened."

"Heather I'm never going to just get over what happened that night." Catherine looked up and watched Heather as she grabbed another mug out of the cabinet. "I was shot."

Heather didn't respond for a few seconds which made Catherine a bit nervous. "True..."

"And besides, I'll have Tess to keep me grounded."

"Fine." Heather grabbed the teakettle when it started to whistle. "Go. Go call Tess before I change my mind."

Catherine hopped off the bar stool and went over to her sister who was stirring in the hot chocolate mix. "Thank you." she said giving Heather a hug. "Oh, and I believe this belongs to me..." she grabbed the mug and walked down the hall to her bedroom.

Catherine grabbed the phone off her night stand and dialed Tess's number.

"Helwo?" Tess asked

"Tess?" Catherine asked confused

Catherine heard Tess swallow over the phone. "Sorry I'm eating my lunch. What's up?"

Catherine rolled her eyes. Tess was defiantly not known for her sophistication. "I'm coming back to work."

There was no response on the other end which made Catherine a bit nervous. "When?" Tess finally asked.

"Today? Maybe tomorrow?" Catherine sat down on her bed.

"Wow, that soon? You sure that's a good idea?" Tess asked

"Yeah, I just need to get my mind off things and I think being out in the field will help."

"Whoa, the field? You seriously wanna get back out there after just returning from a major injury?"

"Yes, Tess." Catherine responded. "I just need to get Joe's okay..." she knew it wouldn't be easy to get his okay. He always took his employees health extremely seriously.

"Well, alright. I'll go ask him."

"Tess, no wait I-" Catherine heard the line go dead and she fell on her back onto her bed. 'This is going to be a long day.' she thought.

After Catherine got ready for the day she headed over to the precinct. She walked into the building and greeted some of the officers.

She walked over to Tess who was sitting at her desk.

"Tess!" Catherine said flinging her arms in the air as she walked over to her partner.

"What?"

"You seriously had to go ask Joe if I could go out in the field?" Catherine put her hands on Tess's desk.

"Uh...yeah." Tess replied.

Catherine rolled her eyes.

"You said you wanted to go out and the only way you would be able to if we got Joe's permission." Tess looked over towards Joe's office. "So I decided to ask him."

"But why would yo-" Catherine was interrupted by a loud voice.

"Okay, I just got a call reporting a homicide at the Downtown Gym. It seems I'm short a person to go out to investigate. How want's to volunteer?"

Everyone in the room was silent.

"Seriously? Calm on you guys we are wasting valuable time here!" Joe shouted.

Catherine raised her hand. "I'll do it!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Catherine including Joe's.

"Chandler?" Joe asked.

Catherine nodded. This was her chance to go out.

"Chandler, you are in no position to be investigating anything. What are you even doing here?" Joe walked over to Catherine and everyone in the room returned to their jobs.

"I wanted to come back to work. Now if you would excuse me, I have a homicide to investigate." Catherine looked over at Tess who was shifting her eyes back and forth between Catherine and Joe.

"I didn't say you could go Chandler." Joe said causing Catherine to look back at him.

"Joe come on, I'm your only other detective." Catherine crossed her arms. "And you're right we are wasting valuable time discussing this."

Joe paused and rubbed the back of his neck. "Fine." Joe sighed. "But if you come back broken or bleeding..." he pointed a finger at Catherine.

She smiled, "I won't Joe, I promise."

Joe turned around and walked away. "Then what are you two standing there for? Go do your damn job!"

Catherine smiled at Tess and they both walked over to the exit of the building.

A few minutes later they Catherine and Tess arrived at Downtown Gym. The whole place was surround by yellow police tape. Catherine and Tess both showed the guarding officers their badges and walked into the building.

Joe was standing near a desk talking to a woman around her 30's near the front desk. He waved saying goodbye and walked up to Catherine and Tess.

"The body is already back at the precinct but I'm going to need you two to look around a bit to see if you can find anything." Joe said as he looked down one of the halls.

"What was the cause of death?" Tess asked crossing her arms.

"Multiple stabbings." Joe said while looking through some files on the desk.

Tess started walking down one of the halls but Catherine stayed by Joe.

"Any idea's of who the perp is?" Catherine asked.

Joe was about to respond but Tess interrupted.

"Cat!" Tess called from down the hall.

Catherine held up a finger telling Joe she would be back as soon as she could and she walked down the hall towards Tess with a hand on her gun. She had a weird feeling.

She walked over to Tess who had an ear pressed against the door on the woman's locker room. Catherine gave Tess a really confused look and motioned her to open the door. Tess didn't do anything so Catherine put an ear against the door herself. She heard the sound of running water.

"Joe said the whole place was empty?" Catherine whispered

"Shhh..." Tess put a finger against her lips.

Catherine rolled her eyes and suddenly Tess flung open the door with her gun in her hand. Catherine got pretty upset because Tess didn't give her any heads up on what she was planning to do.

"NYPD!" Tess shouted pointing her gun around.

Catherine grabbed her gun and pointed it to the sound of the running water.

"NYPD, Step out where we can see you!" Catherine demanded.

Tess walked up to the shower curtain. She really regretted what she was about to do...

Tess ripped the curtain off the rod and Catherine glanced away trying to avoid seeing anything that might be behind the curtain.

With her gun in one hand Tess was shocked at what she found. There was a small puddle of water mixed with blood above the drain but nobody was in the shower. She turned around to face Catherine and shrugged her shoulders.

They both jumped slightly when they began to hear a whistling noise. The two detectives pointed their guns out in front of them and stopped at a wall with two options.

"I'll go left, you go right." Tess said walking down the left side.

Catherine nodded and moved her hand slightly on the trigger. She had a really bad feeling about this.

She moved silently around the lockers and stopped when she heard the whistling get closer and closer until it was right around the corner.

"NYPD! Freeze!" Catherine pointed the gun to the person who was standing in front of her.

Catherine froze at first once she realized what she was seeing. In front of her was a shirtless man who was standing in the middle of the woman's locker room.

"What the hell?" Catherine shouted.

The man spoke in a calm voice that surprised Catherine considering she was pointing a gun at his head.

"May I help you?" the man simply asked.

Catherine couldn't think of anything to say so she just moved her hand on the trigger.

"Are you going to shoot me?" the man asked confused. "Because that, is highly un necessary." The man walked to one of the benches to grab his shirt.

Catherine followed his every movement with her gun.

"Seriously though, are you going to shoot me?" he asked putting his shirt over his head.

"Not if you tell me who you and what you're doing her after a homicide." Catherine still pointed her gun at his head.

The man stopped to think. "Point taken." he adjusted his shirt and put on his coat. "I was taking a shower."

"A shower..." Catherine said as she put her gun back in it's holster.

"Yeah, thats right." the man said zipping up his coat. "See? My hair is even wet." he pointed to his black hair.

Catherine looked around confused. "So you were taking a shower..." Catherine paused. "In the woman's locker room?"

The man nodded and smiled. "Yupp."

Catherine closed her eyes and shook her head. "Why?"

The man was about to say something but then he saw Tess. "Got the perp." Tess said into her radio.

She walked over to the man and told him to turn around. The man willingly turned around and let Tess put handcuffs on him. Catherine watched as Tess walked him out of the woman's locker room. 'Did he seriosuly just smile?' Catherine thought to herself while watching him walk away.

Vincent woke up down in the subway tunnel. He couldn't remember how he got back there but it didn't matter. What mattered is that J.T. and Catherine didn't know where he was.

He got up and sat on an stack of old wood. He leaned against the concrete wall and thought about last time he was down there. He didn't remember hurting Evan but he was pretty sure he did considering when he turned back to normal Evan was unconscious. He could usually remember what happened when he was the beast. But this time...this time it was different. He felt like it didn't even happen. He knew he had to figure this out before he saw Catherine again. What if he hurt her? He would never be able to live with himself if he did.

He got up and decided to walk around a bit to try to ease his mind. He walked further down the tunnel when he heard a dripping nose. He stopped and looked up at the source of the continuos drips. He saw a broken pipe and it was dripping water. It must have been leaking for a while now because it formed a huge puddle in the gravel. He looked down and stared at his reflection. He wished he saw a person staring back at him but he didn't. All he saw was some beast.

He couldn't take the reflection staring at him. He closed his eyes and walked right through the puddle. He felt the water make it's way into his boots. As he was walking he stopped. He realized J.T. was probably worried sick about him. He always over-reacted and Vincent was pretty sure he probably died of a heart attack when he didn't go back to the warehouse the other night. He thought about how J.T. has been with him through everything. He couldn't just ditch him. He sighed knowing what he had to do. He had to go back.

Catherine and Tess both patiently waited by their desks. For some reason Joe wanted to talk to the perp.

"Why do you think Joe wanted to talk to him?" Catherine asked

"No idea." Tess looked over to Joe's office door. "All I know is that perv gives me the creeps."

Catherine chuckled to herself. "Yeah, it's not everyday you find some shirtless man taking a shower in the woman's locker room."

Tess laughed. "He is either mentally wako, or a perv."

Catherine cocked her head back and forth. "Or both."

Tess nodded in agreement as Joe walked over with the man from the locker room walking next to him.

"Ladies..." Joe stared out. "This is Assistant District Attorney Gabriel Lowen."

"But you ladies can call me Gabe." the man smiled

"Oh, you have got to be freaking kidding me." Catherine said leaning back in her chair while rubbing her forehead.

Vincent took a deep breath before entering the warehouse. Its been a few days since he last saw J.T. Or Catherine for that matter. It was weird because with J.T. helping him stay in hiding he usually saw him everyday.

Vincent slowly opened the door to the warehouse and closed it as quietly as he could behind him. He walked over to the middle of the room and looked for J.T. but he wasn't anywhere near. The lights were all out so J.T. must have been asleep.

"J.T.?" Vincent called out while walking around. He continued to walk around looking for him until he heard someone say something.

The lights quickly turned on. "Vincent?" J.T. asked in a voice that sounded like he was still asleep. "Vincent, is that you?" J.T. rubbed his eyes and grabbed his glasses off the counter.

"Hi." Vincent walked over to J.T.

"Oh my god it is you." J.T. said adjusting his glasses. "Where the hell have you been?" J.T. asked harshly.

"Relax J.T. I'm fine." Vincent said trying to calm J.T. down.

"I didn't ask if you were fine, I asked where the hell have you been?"

Vincent could tell J.T. was really angry at him. He heard his pulse racing and frankly he could hear it in his voice. He rarely saw J.T. this angry. "I'm sorry I was at the subway tunnels and then Evan saw me and he collapsed and I didn't know if I hurt him and I-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa back up the train." J.T. said waving his hands. "Evan saw you? Did he see you or you-you?" J.T. sat down because he felt himself becoming very light-headed.

"I don't know..." Vincent said looking down at the floor.

"You don't know? You don't know! What do you mean you don't know?" J.T. paused "Oh my god did you black-out again?"

"No J.T. I didn't black-out. I just don't remember what happened." Vincent sat down next to J.T.

"So...you didn't black-out but you blacked-out..." J.T. said confused.

"No. I didn't black-out. And I know that because I remember turning back to normal." Vincent looked at J.T. and realized his heart rate did calm down but was still not normal.

"Huh..." J.T. said still confused. "So you remember changing into it, and remember changing out of it, but you don't remember being it?"

"Exactly!" Vincent leaned back in his chair.

"Okay I'm still a bit lost but I get the basic point." J.T. sighed. "You know that means more tests right?"

"Yeah." Vincent said disappointed. "But I need you to do me a favor." he looked over at J.T.

"What kind of favor?" J.T. asked crossing his arms.

"You cannot tell Catherine."

So a couple things:

Vincent seems to be kinda depressed...poor guy :( And why can't he remember what happened down in the subway tunnel? Does it have to do with his DNA mutation that Evan was talking about? And why doesn't he want Catherine to know?

Anyway this chapter just goes to show you how much I really suck at giving things names...I named a gym 'Downtown Gym'...like seriously who does that?! oh wait...me...umm...HEY LOOK OVER THERE IT'S JAY RYAN! o.O

**SPOILER-ISH THING BELOW**

So one of the new characters was released in this so I'm going to keep my promise. If you don't already know, Sendhil Ramamurthy is joining the cast of Beauty and the Beast. He is going to be Assistant District Attorney Gabriel Lowen. He will be going by the nickname of Gabe, so thats what he is going to be called in the story.

Here to find out a little bit about Sendhil Ramamurthy just Google, "Sendil Ramamurthy Beauty and the Beast" For some reason FanFiction wont allow me to post any sorta of link on here so I can't give you guys the direct link but it should be the first thing that pops up.

ANYWAY: This is the part in the story that really puts all the character's relationships to the test. This will be interesting to see how this goes! Thanks for reading and be sure to review!