Note: Thanks so much for the reviews you guys are awesome! So here it is, chapter 20!

I DO NOT OWN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Chapter 20

Vincent woke up smiling remembering the night before. He slowly sat up and made his way over to the shower. A couple minutes later he made his way back to his room taking a towel and rubbing it on his head to dry his hair. As the towel moved and front of his face he saw someone standing in the corner of the room. He quickly threw the towel onto the floor and blinked to see if the person was still there. 'Oh no...' he thought as he shook his head and grabbed the towel from the ground. He went over to his dresser and did a double take as he saw something move in the mirror. He quickly turned around and saw Alex standing in one of the corners. He suddenly became light headed and blinked hoping it should disappear. But it didn't. He saw her walk closer to him and he quickly backed up. It seemed so real. He kept backing up as he blinked one more time hoping it would just go away. Once he blinked she did go away...but was replaced by someone else. He saw the man walking towards him with a gun. Vincent lunged forward and growled at what he thought he saw and he heard the click of the gun in his hand. His eyes shifted and he let out another low growl. He walked closer to it and he sore the man's eyes followed his every move. Vincent didn't turn his eyes just glowed as he continued to growl at the man with the gun. He saw the man lift the gun and lunge forward towards him. Vincent took a step back and hit the end of his bed causing him to fall backwards onto his mattress. Once he fell back he noticed he was the only person in the room and he had just hallucinated again. This was not good.

"Vincent?" J.T. called running up the stairs. "Vincent!" J.T. ran into the door making a large thud noise. He shook his head and opened the door. "Vincent what happened!" J.T. yelled looking at Vincent who was still lying on his bed.

Vincent sat up thinking about what just happened. "I-I, don't know." He rubbed his head.

"I heard growling and things moving around and I ran up here as fast as I could!" J.T. said panting. "What happened did you hallucinate again?!"

Vincent sat on the side of his bed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah..." he said calmly.

"Well, what the hell happened!" J.T. yelled.

"Well..." Vincent said rubbing his face. "I was walking out of the bathroom to change for the day when I saw here standing right in the corner." Vincent pointed to the far corner of the room.

"Her being?" J.T. asked confused.

"Alex, she was just standing there." Vincent shook his head.

J.T. just looked at the corner.

"And then she went away and I began to change for the day when she started walking towards me and then it..." Vincent paused.

"It what?" J.T. asked.

"It changed into the man whose neck I crushed. And he was pointing a gun and walking towards me and thats when I fell back on to my bed."

J.T. took a deep breath. "We gotta figure this out man. Before you end up hurting yourself."

Vincent looked up at J.T. "There was something else."

J.T. gave Vincent a confused look. "Yeah? What is it?"

Vincent took a deep breath. "I didn't...well you know, I didn't have an 'episode' but my eyes did change bit, like I was going to change completely but I didn't."

J.T. rubbed his chin. "Huh..."

"J.T., I honestly don't think it has to do with PTSD."

"Then what do you think it is?" J.T. asked concerned.

Vincent shook his head. "I don't think you'll believe me."

J.T. just looked at Vincent.

"I think the Beast is trying to kill me with guilt or something."

J.T. raised an eyebrow.

"I know! I know it sounds crazy but think about it, I'm not seeing you, or Catherine, I'm just seeing the people that died because of me."

J.T. sighed. "I don't that that seems a little bit far fetched. Maybe try running some more tests."

Vincent shook his head. "No. I know my DNA is mutating and I think the animal inside of my is trying to take over my human side with guilt."

J.T. just started at Vincent not knowing what to say.

"I know is sound absolutely nutty but come on man, what else could it be?" Vincent said looking up at a shaken-up J.T.

"Vincent, I don't think your DNA is mutating if it was, I would've caught it."

"JT you don't have the right equipment." Vincent said leaning forward.

JT sighed. "It just sounds too...too odd." JT paused. "I mean what makes you think the Beast could actually do that? Take over your human life by flooding your brain with guilt."

Vincent shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno, but honestly what else could it be. I'm only seeing the people that I killed."

JT put a finger up towards Vincent. "Wait, you didn't kill Alex."

"I know but I cared about her. I was going to marry her, have a life with her. I loved her and she is dead because of me and that would be were most of the guilt would be." Vincent said quickly. "And then I killed a man with my own bare hand by crushing his freaking neck and you almost got shot because I was too caught up on Catherine's little date with Gabe." Vincent took a deep breath. "If I was here then you never would've been shot at."

JT shook his head. "It...just...doesn't...make...sense..."

"I know it doesn't make sense!" Vincent said in a louder tone. "But think about it JT, what else could be causing all these hallucinations that are basically eating me alive?"

JT shook his head. "How could this even work?"

"My guess is as good as yours but this whole DNA thing has surprised us all before."

JT waved his arms back and forth. "This is all too much I'm getting a beer." JT said turning around to go back down the stairs.

"JT wait!" Vincent called after him.

Catherine and Heather sat in silence eating their pizza.

"So..." Catherine started out after swallowing. "Are you really mad at me? I was just fooling around."

Heather looked up. "Why are you always out on that fire-escape?"

"What?" Catherine asked caught off guard.

"You heard me." Heather said back.

Catherine swallowed. "Um...well, it is a nice place to relax."

Heather gave her sister a weird look. "You wanna relax? Out there? In the freezing cold?"

Catherine nodded. "Yup."

"Why?" Heather asked taking another bite.

"Because its peaceful." Catherine replied smiling.

"Cat, its New York City, nothing's peaceful. Have you heard those car alarms?"

Catherine shrugged her shoulders. "I find some of the noises peaceful, like the sound of the rushing cars and the starry nights, those are peaceful."

Heather rolled her eyes. "What ever."

Catherine couldn't help but smile at her sister's reactions. She took once last bite of her pizza and sat back in her chair.

"Done already?" Heather asked taking another piece. "You only had one slice."

Catherine put a hand on her stomach. "I'm not that hungry." She said thinking about her date with Vincent. She felt her cheeks become warm.

"You alright Cat?" Heather asked laughing. "You look like a 13 year old in a room with Justin Bieber and One Direction."

Catherine shook her head. "What?" she asked coming out of deep thought.

Heather laughed. "Who has got you blushing like that?"

Catherine bite her bottom lip and shrugged her shoulders.

"Oh my god, you really do like someone!" Heather put her elbows on the table and rested her head on her hands.

Catherine looked around the room trying to act casual.

Heather sat back. "Wait a second, this wouldn't have to do with that Vincent Zalanski guy would it?"

Catherine shook her head. "Okay first off, I lied about that. There is no Vincent Zalanski. I just said that so I wouldn't have to sit alone at the singles table."

Heather nodded remembering her sister talking about that. She felt kinda bad about brining that up again.

Catherine put her napkin on her plate and stood up.

"Wait!" Heather shouted.

"What?" Catherine yelled back almost dropping her plate from her sisters sudden reaction.

"I didn't say you could leave! Tell me his name!" Heather said smiling.

Catherine smiled "I don't know what you're talking about." she said walking over to the kitchen.

"Get real Cat!" Heather said following her sister.

Catherine put her plate in the dishwasher. "Why do you care? Not that there is any one in my life right now."

Heather sat on one of the bar stools. "Oh come on." Heather said rolling her eyes. "That's just crap."

Catherine looked over her shoulder grabbing a dish towel. "What?"

"Just tell me who he is." Heather pleaded as she stretched her arms across the bar.

Catherine laughed. "Heather, if anyone ever does come into my life that causes me to non-stop blush, I'll let you know."

Heather groaned. "Caaaaat."

"Heather?" Catherine looked over at her sister who sounded like a three year old getting their favorite toy taking away. "I'm serious, there is no one in my life right now."

Vincent walked down stairs to follow J.T.

"J.T. I'm going to do something but first I feel I should let you know."

J.T. sighed and looked at Vincent. "Oh god, is this going were I think it's going?"

Vincent looked at J.T. clueless. "Huh?"

"Are you going to sleep with Catherine?" J.T. asked.

Vincent grew wide-eyed. "What?" Vincent asked in a shocked tone. "No J.T.! We just went on our first date for crying out loud and you honestly think I would-"

J.T. waved his hands telling Vincent to stop talking. "Just making sure."

Vincent didn't even know what to say he was in to much shock from what J.T. thought he was going to do.

"Well?" J.T. asked. "What is it then?"

Vincent shook his trying to remember what he was going to ask him. "Oh yeah, I just want to let you know I'm going to see if Catherine can get more information about this whole DNA mutation."

J.T. looked up at Vincent. "I know you're concerned about what this is doing to you but I think it would be best just to hold off a little bit longer."

"J.T.! the Beast, it's trying to take over! And you want me to just wait and see what happens? What if it's treatable, like the black-outs?" Vincent said in a hopeful tone.

"Look Vincent, I know you're concerned and I am too but I don't think it will hurt to wait just a couple more days. I did my tests and-"

"J.T. you don't have the right equipment." Vincent protested.

J.T. put up a finger. "Let me finish."

Vincent didn't say anything.

"I didn't find anything wrong. So if it was that big and that much of a problem I think I would notice at least a little change. Plus Catherine seems to be having trouble with the new ADA and I think your original plan for right now is the best plan."

Vincent gave J.T. a confused look. "Which was?"

"Not say anything to her. If it becomes worse we will bring it up." J.T. said shrugging his shoulders. "I just don't think it's really as bad as you think."

"J.T.?" Vincent asked. "I'm seeing people and hearing voices. Now I'm no psychologist or whatever but I was a doctor and that doesn't sound like nothing to me."

J.T. closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. "Lets...just...wait...okay?"

Vincent noticed how J.T. was acting. Usually he wouldn't be this calm. "Hey you alright man?"

J.T. took a deep breath. "I'm fine." he said as he picked up his phone to check for messages.

Vincent noticed what J.T. was doing. "She'll call man don't worry."

J.T. threw his phone on the couch next to him.

"Just take a nap or something." Vincent said pointing to the couch.

J.T. shrugged and walked off to his bedroom grabbing his phone. "I still think it's PTSD." J.T. said looking back at Vincent.

"Nap." Vincent said pointing to J.T's room. "Now."

I decided to post chapter 20.

Well that's kinda creepy that Vincent thinks the beast is trying to somehow over power him with guilt or something. How do you cure that? You can't cure DNA mutations...Can you? And who says Vincent's theory is even right?

Anyway it's kinda nice that Vincent is there for JT when he is all down-in-the-dumps and not to worried about his DNA problem. Or he is just keeping it inside. I don't know, I would be pretty freaked out if I thought an animal inside of me was trying to take over my life...creepy o.O

Thanks for reading! You guys are awesome! Who knows maybe I'll get cracking on chapter 21 tonight. :)