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I DO NOT OWN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Chapter 15

Vincent looked around nervously. 'Catherine should have been here by now.' he thought hiding behind one of the walls in the warehouse. He heard voices and J.T. struggling. No matter how much he wanted to help, he knew he couldn't. They were from Murifield and they were armed. He looked around for solutions on how to get J.T. away from Murifield. He was thinking about just giving up and letting Murifield take him and put an end to all this but then he remembered if they wanted to put a complete end to this...that means J.T. and Catherine would be going down with him and he wasn't going to let that happen.

"Tell us were Vincent Keller is!" A man shouted at gun pointing a gun to him.

"I-I don't know what your talking about." J.T. stuttered.

Vincent looked around the corner to see what condition J.T. was in. His hands were tied behind him and his legs were tied to the chair. It took everything Vincent had not to release the beast.

"Tell me or I'll kill you." The man said putting the gun to J.T.'s head.

J.T. took a deep breath. "If you kill me-" J.T. stopped when he noticed the man walking over to one of the corners. He held his gun up and pointed it near were Vincent was hiding.

"Who's there?" The man asked placing a finger on the trigger.

"I told you." J.T. said. "There is no one here but me."

The man didn't take his eyes off the corner. "Then you tell me why I heard something move."

Vincent mentally cursed at himself.

"Rats." J.T. said looking at the man.

The man gave J.T. a weird look.

"This is an old warehouse basement. There are gunna be rats."

The man didn't say anything. He slowly made his way back to J.T. without take an eye off the spot were Vincent was hiding. "Hmm" the man said pointing his gun at J.T.

J.T. swallowed.

"I'll give you five seconds J.T. Forbes, and if you don't tell me were Keller is in that time..." The man paused putting his gun to J.T.'s temple. "Well, it's up to you."

J.T. gave the man a disgusted look. "You're a sick man!" J.T. shouted.

"Five..." The man started.

J.T. could feel his heart beating against his chest.

"Four." the man said moving the gun against J.T.'s head.

Vincent grabbed Catherine's gun and unlocked the trigger.

"Three."

Vincent took a deep breath.

"Two..." The man said. "Last chance Forbes."

J.T. closed his eyes.

"You gunna tell me where your friend is or do I have to kill you?" The man asked pressing the gun harder to J.T.'s skull.

"I'm not telling you anything." J.T. said under his breath trying to keep as calm as he could.

"Have it your way." The man said pulling back on the trigger. "One."

"Gabe look." Catherine stated. "I don't care about my job right now I have to go."

Gabe looked at Catherine. "You are really going to give up your job Catherine?"

Catherine glared at Gabe.

"You know, I could always use help catching Keller. It would be good for your career too." Gabe said smiling.

"What are you implying?" Catherine spat.

"If you help me bring Keller to the government then I will assure you all of the charges on letting J.T. Forbes into the precinct will be let go of and I'm almost positive you will earn a promotion." Gabe said.

"Are you seriously trying to get me to say yes?" Catherine asked in disbelief.

Gabe pulled out his cellphone out of his pocket and opened a text message. Gabe smiled as he read it. 'Done.' Gabe read.

"I asked you a question!" Catherine said glaring at Gabe.

Gabe didn't say anything. He just smiled. "Fine." he started out. "If you want to go so bad then go."

"Not until you tell me what that text message said." Catherine snapped.

"You really are quite adorable." Gabe smiled.

"Gabe, I'm serious." Catherine glared at him. "Tell me what it said."

"Why do you care?" He asked. "You wanted to go so bad, so go."

"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what that said." Catherine stared at Gabe.

Gabe rolled his eyes and laughed.

"Something funny to you?" Catherine asked wrapping her fingers around her water glass.

"You are just so darn adorable." Gabe smiled.

Catherine gripped the water harder and looked around. Almost every table in sight was filled. She stood up without letting go of her glass.

"See you back at the precinct, Catherine." Gabe smiled.

Catherine picked up the drink and throw it in Gabe's face. "Yeah, see ya." Catherine spat as she grabbed her jacket and left.

Vincent stood up and faced the man who was pointing the gun at J.T. His hand was shaking and his heart was pounding.

"One." said the man. He pulled back on the trigger and a shot rang out. J.T. froze.

The man shot at J.T. and Vincent shot at him.

It was silent and Vincent froze. Once he noticed the man had no pulse he put his hand in his pocket and grabbed his phone. He texted the contact that had a past conversation but the murder of J.T. and he sent a message saying it was complete.

"Am I in heaven?" J.T. asked keeping his eyes closed.

Vincent stared at the body and looked over at the bullet hole in the wall that the man made with his gun. If Vincent shot a second later J.T. would've been dead.

"Jesus?" J.T. asked still keeping his eyes closed. "Jesus is that you? I can hear you breathing..."

Vincent made his breath return to normal and jogged over towards J.T. "No man, it's me just open your eyes." Vincent said untying J.T.

"God?" J.T. asked.

"Seriously man." Vincent said in a frustrated tone. "Just open your damn eyes."

J.T. did as he was told. "Whoa..." J.T. said looking at the body.

Vincent continued to untie J.T.

"Did you?" J.T. asked staring at the dead man. "Did you kill him?" he asked.

Vincent nodded. "Yup."

"Did he see you?" J.T. asked without taking his eyes off the man.

"Nope, never saw it coming." Vincent said quickly as he untied the last rope.

"Why does he have a-" J.T. paused. "Is that a gun?"

"Yeah man, he was going to shoot you." Vincent said helping J.T. up out of the chair.

"No not that gun." J.T. pointed to Catherine's gun that Vincent dropped on the floor when going over to J.T. "That gun."

"Oh, yeah that's Catherine's." Vincent replied picking it up.

"Catherine's?" J.T. asked confused. "I thought she was on a date."

Vincent sighed as helped J.T. out of the chair. "I took it from her apartment." Vincent said quietly.

"You what?" J.T. shouted. "Why would you do that?"

Vincent looked at J.T. "Look lets just get out of here okay?" Vincent said walking away.

"We can't just leave! There is a dead body!" J.T. pointed to the dead man lying on the ground with the gun still in his hand.

"There would've been two dead bodies if I waited a second later." Vincent snapped.

J.T. didn't say anything.

"Now you go back up to the warehouse and take care of yourself." Vincent looked over at the body. "While I take care of this guy."

"What are you going to do with him?" J.T. asked confused. "You're a super soldier not the grim reaper!"

Vincent glared at J.T. "Just go upstairs!" Vincent yelled.

J.T. through his hands up in the air. "I'm going, I'm going." he walked backwards a few steps.

Vincent just stared at the body.

"Oh, and um Vincent..." J.T. said stopping.

"What?" Vincent snapped.

"Thanks for saving me." J.T. said smiling.

Vincent looked over his shoulder at J.T. "Get up stairs."

J.T. did as he was told and left without saying a word. Vincent was taking this pretty hard.

As soon as J.T. was out of Vincent's sight he walked over to the dead man. He could feel the beast taking over and he willingly let it. A small growl escaped from the back of his throat. Vincent looked at the man and picked his head up with his hand. He made his grip tighter on the man's skull.

"Vincent!"

Vincent released the mans head and the sound of his skull hitting the concrete echoed. He faced the direction that voice was coming from.

"Vincent it's okay." Catherine said walking over. "J.T.'s okay." she held out her hands while walking up to Vincent who was still in beast mode.

The beast cocked his head back and forth and let out small growls.

"Vincent, J.T.'s okay." Catherine swallowed nervously.

The beast let out a low growl.

"It's okay..." Catherine took a deep breath. "Everything's okay."

The beast started the breath slower and calmer.

"Just relax." Catherine said getting closer to Vincent. "It's okay."

The beast slowly relaxed and Vincent could feel himself turn back to normal.

"Vincent..." Catherine said walking quicker. "J.T.'s okay, I saw him upstairs and he told me you were down here." She saw Vincent look at the dead man. "You saved J.T.'s life."

Vincent didn't say anything.

"Vincent, he had to die or J.T. would have." Catherine put a hand on Vincent's shoulder. "You cannot blame yourself for this."

Without taking his eyes off the man he said, "I'm the reason he's dead, I'm the reason Alex is dead. And I'm the reason J.T. got shot at."

Catherine took a deep breath. "It's not your-"

"No." Vincent snapped. "No, it is my fault."

"Vincent-"

"I'm the reason I'm what I am. I joined the army in the first place." Vincent said staring at the body.

"Vincent, you were trying to protect your country!" Catherine said not believing what Vincent just said. "Vincent you were trying to do your country a favor. You had no idea of knowing what was going to happen."

"I still joined the project." Vincent said in a calmer tone.

"Because you were trying to defend your country." Catherine said still not believing Vincent was actually blaming himself for this.

Vincent didn't say anything.

"Vincent..." Catherine started out.

Vincent stood still not saying a word.

"Please talk to me." Catherine pleaded.

Vincent turned his head to face her. "What?"

"Will you do something for me?" Catherine asked.

Vincent didn't say anything.

"Just promise me you wont leave again." Catherine put her hand on his cheek. "You saved J.T.'s life and if you shot him a second later J.T. would be dead."

Vincent looked back at the body.

"Vincent, please." Catherine begged. "Promise me you will stay."

"Will you please go check on J.T. so I can take care of this guy?" Vincent asked in a monotone voice.

Catherine didn't say anything she just did what Vincent asked her to do.

Vincent looked back seeing if Catherine left.

He walked over to the dead man and sighed. He picked him up and flopped him over his shoulder and walked out of the basement. As he was walking out he saw a shovel and grabbed it.

Catherine walked over to J.T. brining him a bottle of water.

"You didn't get hurt did you?" Catherine asked handing him the water.

J.T. shook his head. "No."

Catherine nodded.

"Is he okay?" J.T. asked.

"Vincent? I don't think so." Catherine sighed.

J.T. remained silent for a few minutes. "Is he leaving again?"

"I hope not, he didn't say anything." Catherine replied.

"Where is he taking the dead guy?" J.T. asked curiously.

"I dunno." Catherine said shrugging her shoulders. "He told me to leave."

"Oh." J.T. took a sip of the water.

Vincent shifted the weight of the dead man on his shoulder to a more comfortable position to carry. Not that it would help.

He walked a bit farther into the nearby woods and stopped. He plopped the man down on the dirt and looked around. He took his foot and moved the dirt on the ground to see how rocky it was underneath. He took a look at the man and began digging.

A few minutes past and he dug a descent size hole. It was dark out and he grabbed the man and through him into the hole. He knew this wasn't the humane thing to do to just bury him in the middle of nowhere but honestly- he wasn't human so what did it matter?

"It's getting late when do you think he would be back?" Catherine asked giving J.T. a blanket to wrap around himself.

"I dunno, for all we know he could be gone for a week." J.T. said covering himself with the blanket.

Catherine sighed. "Do you really think he left again?"

Catherine and J.T. both looked up when they heard the door open.

Vincent walked in and looked at both of them sitting down at the table. Without saying anything he took the shovel and placed it in the corner of the room.

"Where have you been?" J.T. asked nervously.

Vincent looked up at J.T. "Getting rid of the dead guy."

Catherine looked at the shovel and Vincent noticed.

"I buried him." Vincent said looking at Catherine.

Catherine looked at Vincent.

"With the shovel?" J.T. asked

Vincent nodded. "What else would I use?" he asked confused.

J.T. didn't say anything and the three sat in silence.

"I should uh..." Catherine started. "I should get going, I have work tomorrow." she stood up from the chair. "Let me know how you're doing tomorrow J.T." she smiled at J.T. and walked towards Vincent.

She stopped to say something but nothing would come out. She took a deep breath. "Bye." she whispered.

Catherine left leaving Vincent and J.T. alone.

"How you feeling?" Vincent asked in a quite voice.

"Dude, you okay?" J.T. asked concerned.

"I'm fine." Vincent said quickly. "Are you okay?"

J.T. nodded. "But I'm serious man if you need to talk..."

Vincent went over to the fridge and got out two beers. He walked over to were J.T. was sitting with the blanket around his back and handed him the beer. He noticed J.T.'s hand was shaking when he tried to grab it.

"You sure you're alright?" Vincent asked. "You're shaking."

J.T. smiled. "Just a bit shaken up. That's all." J.T. said grabbing the beer.

"You sure you're alright?" Vincent asked concerned.

"I'm fine just surprised my pants are still dry."

Vincent didn't say anything he just nodded.

"That was pretty scary." J.T. said taking a sip from his beer.

Vincent nodded. "Yeah, it was a close one."

"Okay, you sure you're okay?" J.T. asked looking at Vincent.

Vincent let out a little laugh. "Yes, J.T. I'm fine."

"It's just that you didn't say by to Catherine and you looked a bit upset coming in here."

"Just..." Vincent paused taking a sip. "Just isn't easy taking a life that's all."

J.T. nodded.

"Also, I just happen not to like it when someone tries to shoot my room mate." Vincent laughed.

J.T. laughed. "Thanks Vincent."

"No problem. But I do want you taking it easy for the next few days or so. And if you have to call in sick cause you're still not feeling well then do it."

"I told you I'm feeling fine." J.T. looked at his arms. "Just a bit sore from being tied up but besides that I'm good."

"Mentally too J.T." Vincent said. "Feeling well mentally is just as important as feeling well physically if not more."

J.T. smiled. "I think I'll be just fine."

Vincent stood up. "Alright, well if you need anything you know were to find me." Vincent walked over to the stairs.

"No leaving without letting me know Vincent!" J.T. called.

"Okay Paps!" Vincent joked going up the stairs.

Once Vincent got up the stairs he changed into his pajama's and lied on his bed. Images of the man's crushed neck, Alex, and the man he shot flashed through his mind. He rubbed his forehead trying to clear them out but nothing helped. All he saw was the man's bloody neck, Alex dead on the ground, the ring he gave her, the shot in the man's chest, and the white pale face of the man in the hole in the woods. Three people dead in about a week. He tossed and turned on his side. He listened for J.T. moving downstairs but he must have been asleep. He got up and threw a few punches to his punching bag. He froze when he saw a face on it. He saw the man with the crushed neck looking back at him. He shook his head and threw another punch. The he saw Alex smiling. He growled and threw another punch. Then popped up the face of the man who shot at J.T. Vincent growled again and threw a couple harder punches at the bag. 'Vincent.' he heard a familiar voice call. He clenched his teeth and hit the bag harder. 'Vincent...' the voice called out again. He kept hearing Alex call his name. He tried slowing his breath but it was no use. He looked at the punching bag and he saw Alex smiling. He could feel the sweat pour down his face. He began breathing heavier and heavier. The room began to spin. 'Long time no see Keller.' the voice of the man who tried to shoot him echoed in his mind. 'One.' another man's voice said. Vincent started panicking. He kept hearing voices of the three different people in his head. He gripped the back of his neck as he felt a gun pressed against it. He walked over to the bathroom to splash water on his face but he didn't make it. He fell onto the floor.

The scene with Vincent shooting the Murifield guy in the basement was from the promo.

So something is seriously going on with Vincent. Is it just stress? Or does it have to do with the animal inside him? Is the animal trying to haunt him? 'Cause that would seriously be some creepy stuff...

And don't worry, I could never kill of J.T. that would be just cruel.

Chapter 16 we will find out what's going on with him cause this is just creepy. Hearing voices? That would totally flip me out...I would have to go to rehab or something...yikes!

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