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I DO NOT OWN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Chapter 24

Catherine quietly snuck into her apartment trying not to wake up her sister. She wasn't expecting Heather to already be asleep but there wasn't a single light on in the apartment. Which was weird considering Heather usually left every single light on.

She made her was over to the kitchen and laughed as she saw the Canadian Bacon. She absolutely loved Vincent's sense of humor and she was glad that even though he found his theory was correct, he still wasn't letting it get to him. Or so she thought.

Catherine snapped back to the present once she heard a click of a light-switch. "Heather?" Catherine asked seeing her sister in the doorway. "I thought you were asleep."

Heather walked over towards her sister and stretched her arms above her head followed by a big yawn. "I was."

Catherine put the bottle off milk in the fridge.

"You know for someone who spent like an hour out grocery shopping that isn't at a lot off food." Heather said taking a seat on one of the bar stools.

Catherine put her hands on her hips and looked at her sister. "I didn't have my list with me."

"Why the heck did you buy Canadian Bacon?" Heather asked looking at the small package of it peeking out from inside the bag Vincent gave her.

"Well..." Catherine said trying to think of an explanation. "I found a new recipe for a dinner and thought we could try it." Catherine mentally cursed at herself. 'Great now I have to find a dinner recipe that includes Canadian Bacon...' Catherine couldn't help but smile thinking that maybe JT had one considering he was watching the cooking channel.

"What's so funny?" Heather asked noticing Catherine's grin.

"Oh nothing..." Catherine said acting like it was nothing.

Heather rolled her eyes. "Spill Cat!"

Catherine sighed. She had the perfect cover story. "Let's just say I hope you liked spending time with Evan at the wedding."

Heather grew wide-eyed "Why? Is he coming over? Oh my god I have to change!"

Catherine laughed. "No Heather he is not coming over at..." Catherine looked over at the clock on the oven. "12:30 in the morning."

Heather slowly nodded remembering how late it was. "So when is he coming over?"

Catherine smiled. "He requested a night were I was out of the apartment so you two could spend the evening together and have dinner."

Heather smiled. "Awwww that's so sweet!"

Catherine rolled her eyes. "Yeah, whatever, but if he hurts you like Josh..." Catherine made a fist with her hand and jokingly showed it to her sister.

Heather laughed. "Don't worry Cat, I don't think you'll need to play Ms. Bad Ass Cop. Evan seems so sweet, and caring, and handsome and-"

Catherine put up her hand. "I get it."

Heather sighed from happiness.

Catherine closed the fridge and smiled at how her sister was reacting. "I'm going to bed." she laughed as her sister stood there seemed to be lost in thought about her British co-worker.

Vincent watched JT drink another beer.

"You drunk yet? Seriously dude, lay off the beer." Vincent asked looking at his room-mate.

JT looked over at Vincent as he took another sip.

Vincent rolled his eyes. "JT come on, your liver is just going to crumble. Instead of dying from heart-attacks or whatever you're gunna die from liver failure."

JT put down the beer. "I can't help it I'm just freaking out!"

Vincent walked over and took the beer and poured it down the sink. "Now." Vincent said pleased by the fact JT no longer had a beer in his hand. "You can have that back after you sleep it off."

JT looked at the sink.

"JT...seriously...that stuff will just kill you from the inside out if you keep drinking the way you just were."

"I don't need the Doctor Talk Vincent." JT said walking towards the couch.

Vincent shrugged his shoulders. "I'll give it to ya if I gotta."

"So um..." JT started as he sat down on the couch. "What did Evan say on the phone?" JT couldn't remember.

Vincent joined JT on the couch. "Well, he had some theories of how my DNA is becoming more animal and well...one was the same as mine."

JT nodded. "Huh..." He wasn't completely 'with-it' considering how many beers he just chugged.

Vincent noticed JT was a bit tipsy because he didn't flip out and he could smell the amount of alcohol in his breath.

"Yeah, so it's official, I'm becoming less human." Vincent sighed as he sat back onto the couch thinking about what kind of an impact this would have on his and Catherine's relationship.

JT sighed and put his hands together making a clapping sound. "Well...I'm off to bed." JT said walking towards his room.

Part of Vincent was glad that JT wasn't fully with the program. He could just say what he wanted without JT having a heart attack right before his eyes. But the other part of him knew he would just have to re-explain everything in the morning. He sighed as he looked over at JT's room noticing his lights were already off. He looked over at the clock 1:30 AM. He made his way up the stairs when half way up he thought of something. 'Evan is not going to let this one just slide by.' he thought as he stopped walking up the stairs. He knew that Evan would ask Catherine a bunch of questions probably including questions about JT's new dog. He remembered the look on Evan's face when he heard the noise and he knew he didn't trust JT one bit from how his heart was beating. Vincent turned around and walked back down the stairs. He didn't know why but he just wanted to make sure that Catherine got home safely and Evan hasn't given her any other troubles yet.

He walked over to JT's desk and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen.

Went for a walk. Time left 1:40.

Vincent put the pen back into the drawer and left took the paper and slid it under JT's door. Hopefully he would be back before JT woke up. He grabbed his jacket and his base-ball cap and silently made his way out of the warehouse and into the night.

He walked away from the warehouse and sighed. It was all so much to be taken in. His DNA mutation, Evan trying to find him, not to mention Alex's funeral was in just a couple of days. He still wondered if JT was planning on going. He was pretty sure he wasn't planning on it but he wasn't sure. He wondered himself if he should go. Obviously not go in the building but just go to the property. He still felt awful she lost her life even though she was going to end his. That thought never seemed to leave his head; 'What would have happened if I did get shot?' he thought about the possible outcomes and the only thing he could come up with were positive things. Catherine living a normal life, even though she has told him multiple times that not what she wanted, but it didn't change the fact she had to lie to everyone she cared about just to protect him. Then there was JT. He could finally get out of that warehouse and maybe move into his own house or rent an apartment and have a future with Sarah. He thought about how sad JT was when he came home the afternoon he saw Sarah with some other guy. Vincent knew that JT had said they didn't seem to be on a date but Vincent still felt bad. If it wasn't for him he would have kept in contact with her more. Another thing that kept him down if that wasn't already enough was hearing JT tell Evan his mom died about five years ago. He wondered if JT just made that up along with the fact he had a dog. Neither of them ever said a word about his parents. The only time he ever talked about his parents since his return to New York was with the news stand guy who said he reminded him of his dad, Michael Keller.

He continued to walk down the side-walk when he smelled someone familiar. Not too familiar but still he remembered him. He looked at the ground avoiding anyone seeing his face even thought it was dark out and about 2 AM so who could be out here that late? He continued to try to match the scent with a face but nothing came to mind. He tried harder and then it hit him...Evan. But what was Evan doing outside at 2 in the morning?

I know it's short and I'm really sorry for that I just thought this would be a good place to end.

I know not much went on in this chapter and I apologize for that. But I did mention something kinda briefly that will begin to develop a bit more as this story goes on. Vincent's parents. Is his mom really dead? Or did JT just say that? What about his father? That will continue to be brief for a while until we see what exactly is going to happen to Vincent now that we figured out his DNA is in fact trying to take him over with guilt. He just saw Evan too, what is he doing on the streets of New York at 2AM?!

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