Note: I'm so very sorry I haven't updated yesterday. I will try my best to make this chapter longer and I will also try to update another one tonight and if not I'll start writing tonight. Thank you so much for reading and reviewing it means so much :) And again I apologize for not updating.

I DO NOT OWN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Chapter 17

Later that night Vincent sat up in his bed rubbing his neck. J.T. was already fast asleep and Vincent couldn't even keep his eyes closed. He thought about what had happened the night before. It hadn't happened since then but it was still driving him crazy. That sorta stuff never happened to him. He never hallucinated like that before, along with hearing voices. But that wasn't the only thing on his mind. Catherine was right, they did need to go on a first date sometime soon. And he knew just what to do for it.

Vincent broke out of his thoughts when he heard footsteps coming up the stairs. He looked over to the doorway and to his surprise J.T. was standing in the doorway in his penguin footy pajama's Vincent gave him for Christmas while back as a joke.

"J.T.?" Vincent asked confused.

"Hi." J.T. said in a half awake voice.

"What are you doing up? You look exhausted." Vincent gave J.T. a weird look.

J.T. shrugged his shoulders. "I need to ask you something man and it's eating me alive."

Vincent sat on the edge of his bed. "What is it?"

"You sure you don't have any memory on what happened that night you passed out?" J.T. asked.

Vincent sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"Normally I would say you don't have to talk if you don't wanna but now I'm saying you do." J.T. crossed his arms.

Vincent knew he wasn't going to be able to find his way out of this one. And even if he did J.T. deserves to know. "I was on my way to the bathroom to splash water on my face 'cause I kept hallucinating and hearing voices."

J.T. gave Vincent a weird look. "Why didn't you just tell me? You might have PTSD and-"

Vincent cut him off. "No, I don't think that's what it is."

J.T. gave Vincent a weird look like he had three heads. "What do you mean? What else could it be?" J.T. asked in almost of a chuckle.

"Well, like I told you Evan found my DNA was mutating into becoming more animal and I'm thinking it has something to do with that. If I was going to have PTSD it would've happened a long time ago when I was in the military. I went from saving lives in the ER to killing people in open lands. Not to mention the whole situation when I was turned into this thing." Vincent sighed. "I just don't think it's PTSD."

J.T. didn't say anything.

"I know PTSD can happen at any given time I just don't think that's what's going on."

"Then what do you think is going on?" J.T. said leaning against a wall.

"Okay this might sound completely insane but I think the beast is trying to take over my body from the inside out." Vincent didn't continue so he could see J.T.'s reaction.

J.T. took a deep breath trying his absolute best not to flip out and to his surprise it worked. "Okay..." J.T. didn't really know what else to say.

"I think it is trying to somehow, someway take me over with guilt." Vincent shook his head. "I don't know, it's weird. I just honestly think it has something to do with the mutation."

J.T. bit his bottom lip. "What do you mean by hallucinations?"

"Well...' Vincent started out crossing his arms. "I was lying in my bed when all three images of the man who tried to shoot me, Alex, and the man who tried to shoot you just popped into my head. So I went go throw some punches to the punching bag and I saw each of their faces staring back at me." Vincent took a deep breath trying to relax himself. "Then I heard Alex calling my name, and the man saying he was going to shoot you, and then I felt a gun resting on the back of my neck just how the guy put the gun to my neck before he was going to shoot me." Vincent took another deep breath.

"Huh..." J.T. said confused and not really knowing what to say. "Well I guess we can do some tests if you want."

Vincent nodded. "I dunno."

J.T. sighed. "You didn't beast out did you?"

Vincent looked up at J.T. "No, I just fell."

J.T. nodded. "Interesting..."

"Yeah I don't get it." Vincent said throwing his hands up in the air.

"Well, lets look at this in a good way then." J.T. said.

Vincent gave J.T. a confused look. "What?"

J.T. nodded.

"J.T I saw faces and heard voices and you're saying that's a good thing?" Vincent asked confused.

J.T. thought about that for a second. "Okay..." he started out. "Well that? No, you're right. That's not a good thing."

"See?" Vincent said arguing.

"But..." J.T. put up a finger telling Vincent he wasn't done. "But, the fact you didn't go crazy...that's a good thing."

Vincent didn't saying anything. He thought about what J.T. had said and he was right. It was in a way a good thing. "I suppose."

"If it happens again, just let me know and we will take if from there alright?" J.T. looked down at his watch.

Vincent nodded. Still thinking about if he should tell Catherine or not. He knew she would want to know but he didn't know if it was even that important.

"I gotta go get ready for work." J.T. said interrupting Vincent's thoughts. "Just call me if anything comes up alright?"

Vincent looked up a J.T. and nodded.

"And for right now I would just stay here while we try to see if this hallucination stuff is gunna happen again." J.T. said

"Okay." Vincent sighed.

"And that means no going to see Catherine." J.T. pointed a finger at Vincent.

Vincent let out a small laugh. "Yes J.T."

Catherine walked into the precinct only to find Gabe sipping his coffee and staring at her while she made her way over to her desk. But she stopped. She couldn't go to work everyday like this.

"Alright." Catherine said walking over to him. "What is your deal?"

Gabe took another sip of his coffee. "I got what I wanted." He smirked.

Catherine gave him a weird look. "And what exactly is that?"

"I got to spend the evening with you." Gabe smiled.

Catherine blinked a few times in confusion. "Gabe?" She paused. "Gabe I threw water in your face..." Catherine didn't really know what to say.

Gabe smiled.

Catherine gave up. "Alright, I have to ask what the hell are you on?"

Gabe laughed. "Nothing, I just want to do what's best for my career. And I won't get what I need to do that if I don't spend time with you."

Catherine laughed in disbelief. "Okay, for the last time I have nothing to do with what you want or anything like that."

"That's were you're wrong Catherine." Gabe said taking another sip of his coffee.

Catherine looked around making sure nobody could hear them. "I never said I knew who you were after. I just said I knew J.T. nothing else."

Gabe thought about that for a little bit. "I see, then I guess you wouldn't mind if I talked to Evan about it more."

Catherine rolled her eyes.

"Now if you would excuse me." Gabe said walking away.

"Chandler!" Joe called from his office.

Catherine looked over and he was motioning her to go over to his office. She saw Dr. Brendan Hines. 'This is gunna be a long day.' she thought.

After J.T. left Vincent decided to get his morning workout in. About 15 minutes into punching the bag and doing pull ups he became light headed. He rubbed his forehead and went over to the fridge. He stopped when he saw something out of the corner of his eye. He quickly did a double take and nobody was there. But he swore he saw something. He opened the fridge and grabbed a water bottle.

"Vincent..." he heard a female voice call out slowly. Almost as if he was dreaming.

He jumped in surprise and frantically looked around. But he saw nothing. He started breathing heavy.

"Vin-cent..." the voice called out again.

Vincent felt sweat roll down his forehead and breathed quick short breaths.

"Will you marry me?" his own voice played through his mind.

He quickly grabbed the chair and sat down in it. He looked around nervously.

"Long time no see Keller" the man's voice with the broken neck replayed through his mind.

Vincent's eyes shifted back and forth. The sound of the man's neck crushing from his own grip haunted his thoughts. He took a look at the water bottle and splashed it onto his face. He shook his head trying to dry his face of the remaining water.

"Vincent..." Alex's voice called.

Vincent continued to breath heavy. 'Why wasn't anything working?' he thought. He looked over to his bed where his phone was lying in the middle of it. He slowly got up and made his way over to the bed. He took small steps thinking about his every move. He needed to let J.T. know about this.

Catherine walked into Joe's office and saw Brendan sitting down in one of the chairs.

"Brendan here is just going to check in with you and see how things are going." Joe said. "If you either of you need anything you just let me know." Joe opened the door and walked out of the office.

"So Catherine." Brendan started out. "Tell me a bit about yourself."

Catherine took a deep breath. "Well I..." Catherine paused. She hated this so much. "Well I am a detective."

Brendan nodded. "Anything else?"

Catherine didn't say anything. To be honest, she would rather be back on that date with Gabe right about now. She was so scared her mother would come up.

"What made you come into Criminal Justice?"

'Shit.' Catherine thought. "Well I, uh..." Catherine paused. No way getting around this one. "I wanted to take more control over my life and make sure I would never become a victim."

Brendan tilted his head a bit. "Any reason why. Sounds like there is a reason behind it."

Catherine sighed.

"You can tell me, it's what I'm here for." Brendan smiled.

Catherine didn't respond. 'If I explain the whole thing to him he is going to think I'm crazy.'she thought. 'But I have a feeling he is going to find out soon if I don't tell him anyway. Can hurt to tell the truth can it?'

Catherine took a deep breath. "About nine years ago I lost my mother to two hired killers. They were going to kill me too but-" she bit her tongue. She was headed right down the road she wanted to avoid at all costs.

"What happened?" Brendan asked.

Catherine shook her head.

"Catherine, it's okay you can tell me. I'm not here to judge you in any way, I'm here to help." Brendan smiled.

Catherine smiled back. "An animal came out of no where and just ripped the men to shreds. It was so weird because it didn't even touch me."

Brendan didn't say anything.

Catherine sighed. "It was nine years ago and I had a concussion it's all a blur." Catherine forced a joking laugh.

"No, no, I'm just trying to figure out where I have heard that story before..." Brendan rubbed his chin.

Catherine forced a smile. She had no choice the only way to act normal and make it seem like she has nothing to hide was to give the whole story. And that meant everything.

Catherine took a deep breath. "I thought it was a beast." Catherine forced a smile. "I went to a bunch of psychologists and they all told me I was crazy. It probably traveled around. They all told me I was crazy and it was a result of getting a concussion and I guess I was just nervous about being called crazy again."

Brendan looked up at Catherine. "I'm not going to call you crazy." he reassured her. "I'm here to help not make you feel stupid."

Catherine smiled. And this time she didn't have to force it. She actually felt like he was going to give her a chance. And she didn't have to lie. "Thank you." she smiled.

Brendan smiled. "I wouldn't be doing my job if I called you crazy." Brendan laughed. "I agree it was probably a result of PTSD but I'm not saying your crazy. It was the woods if my memory serves me correct. And who knows whats out there." He laughed.

Catherine smiled but clenched her teeth together.

"But I am going to asked you something." Brendan said seriously.

Catherine swallowed. "Um okay." she bit her bottom lip. "Fire away."

"It has come to my attention your co-worker, Evan has been doing research on DNA that matched your mother's murder case and a few other locals. Does that concern you in any way?" Brendan leaned forward in the chair eager to know Catherine's answer.

Catherine shook her head. "No."

Brendan nodded.

"But something else does." Catherine said catching Brendan off guard.

"And what's that?" he asked curiously.

"My co-worker himself."

Brendan smiled. "Oh don't worry about him, I've already talked to him. He does seem to be very caught up in this and it doesn't seem to help with that new ADA." Brendan laughed.

Catherine felt her stomach flip.

"But don't worry about him." Brendan smiled.

Catherine took a deep breath. "I know I'm not supposed to talk to you about other people's personal stuff of whatever but are you going to talk to Gabriel Lowen?"

"I don't think so." Brendan said leaning back in his chair. "Your boss only asked me to talk to the regular employees but if there is something you are concerned about I can arrange something."

Catherine nodded.

"Is everything alright?" Brendan asked concerned.

Catherine looked up. "Yup."

"Would you like me to talk to him? Because I don't have a problem doing so if you want me to."

Catherine smiled. "If you really don't mind I think it would help some of us here."

Brendan nodded. "Is there anything you want to talk about? Is he bothering you in anyway? Because I can help with whatever."

Catherine didn't say anything.

"I want everyone here to feel like they can trust each other." Brendan had a concerned look on his face.

"I think it would just be good for the sake of the precinct." Catherine half lied. "Since he is going to be here for a while."

Brendan nodded. "I completely agree and now that you bring that up I think it would be an excellent idea."

Catherine smiled. "Dr. Hines?"

"Please, call me Brendan." he said smiling.

"Okay, I just wanted to say thank you."

Brendan smiled. "Just doin' my job."

Catherine nodded. "I know but you were actually the first psychologist not to call me crazy and I just wanted to let you know I appreciated that.

Brendan laughed. "Those people just aren't good that their jobs then."

Catherine laughed. "Well thank you but I should be getting back to my work."

"Ah, yes." Brendan said watching Catherine get up and go over to the door. "And if you see..." Brendan looked down at some papers. "Tess, can you send her in."

Catherine laughed. "Sure thing."

"J.T. it happened again." Vincent said sitting in his bed.

"Did you pass out?"

"No not this time but I got really light-headed."

J.T. looked around in his classroom making sure nobody could hear. "Did you um...have an episode?"

It took Vincent a couple of seconds to figure out what J.T. was talking about but then he understood. "No, just light-headed and for some reason it felt worse than last time." Vincent rubbed his head.

"Hmm..." J.T. said through the phone. "I think it's just stress man, give it a few days."

"J.T. is it was stress than I think I would have..." Vincent paused trying to remember what J.T. called his beast moments. "I think I would have had an episode."

J.T. shrugged. "I dunno I'm not a military doctor, and if fact you're the doctor. Run some tests on yourself try to figure it out."

Vincent groaned.

"I don't know what else to tell you." J.T. said moving papers around on his desk. "Did you talk to Catherine?"

Vincent sighed. "No, I don't want her to know she is already dealing with shower-boy."

J.T. was very confused. "Who?"

Vincent shook his head. "Tell you later."

"K." J.T. paused. "So yeah run some tests give yourself a little check up and let me know how it goes."

Vincent nodded. "Alright."

J.T. could tell Vincent was upset. "I'm sorry man I just don't know what else to tell you. I would say it's probably PTSD or another side effect but you never recalled any hallucinations before and if you don't think it's PTSD, well...you're the doctor not me."

Vincent nodded. "Alright."

"Let me know how it goes." J.T. said.

"Yup." Vincent replied and hung up the phone he lied back on is bed and slowly fell asleep.

I'll start writing the next chapter after I post this one and hopefully I'll get it up tonight. And just incase I haven't said this before: I hate the spell check on here. I says "sighed, half and Gabe" are all spelled wrong and I'm just like no...

I introduced Brendan a little bit more so let me know what you guys think. Personally, I like him. I think he is going to help Catherine a lot especially with the whole Gabe situation. I don't like Gabe but he is a fun character to play around with and fun to really create a personality for since we have no idea what he is going to be like. Well I'll stop blabbering so I can begin chapter 18 (almost at 20! woohoo!) Thanks for reading :)