Note: I'm SOOOO sorry I haven't updated since Sunday but I have been very busy with exams and work. Next week will also be a bit slow but I will try my hardest to get a few chapters up this weekend. I have come across even MORE information about the upcoming episodes that I am wicked pumped to write about and I'm really looking forward to your reactions when that chapter comes along. Anyway, here is chapter 34. Thanks for reading you guys are great!

I DO NOT OWN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Chapter 34

Vincent saw Alex smiling back at him in the mirror. He closed his eyes tightly and and let out a big breath. He thought about the life he had with her before he enlisted. He remembered her smile, her eyes, her personality. Everything that made her, her. He stared at his relection in the mirror. He no longer saw the man she fell in love with. He saw a beast. A cold-hearted beast that took away the life of the woman he loved. He felt responsible for her death and couldn't bare that weight on his shoulders. He knew he didn't actually kill her but he still felt responsible. Who knew if she moved on and had a husband. What if she had a family and he took that away from her? Him..out of all people. He looked down at his fingers which still were holding his engagement ring. He closed a fist around the small piece and took a deep breath. He wondered what would have happened if he never even went into the Army in the first place. Would they have had a family? He swallowed brining him back to reality. He couldn't honestly be thinking about having a family. Not when he was what he was.

He changed into his sweatpants and lied on his back in his bed staring up at the ceiling thinking about everything that has happened these past few days.

Vincent's Dream: (Vincent's POV)

"Vincent!" Alex laughed as I grabbed her hand. "Where are we going?!"

I chuckled a bit but I continued to make her follow me. "You'll see."

"No Vincent, I can't see, it's pitch black in here!"

I laughed a bit more as I made my way over to a set of lights. I looked out to the thin layer of ice as I heard Alex gasp.

"Vincent, what are we doing here?!"

I walked over and unlatched the miniature door leading to the ice-rink. "What ever does when they go to an ice-rink."

I saw that she sat down on the half wall and I walked over to her. "You okay?"

She slowly nods but I knew she wasn't. I placed my finger under her chin to make her look at me. "What's wrong?"

She shrugs her shoulders and forces a smile.

"You know you can tell me anything." I said putting a hand on her cheek.

She smiles a bit stronger and adds, "I'm just nervous..."

"You won't fall, I promise." I said smiling at her.

She shook her head. "Not about the ice...about you."

I looked up at her in question. "What do you mean?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to loose you, Vincent." she paused. "I'm afraid I'm going to lose you while your serving in Afghanistan. Don't get me wrong I think it's a wonderful thing you're doing but-"

I cut her off by placing my lips against hers. I then rested my forehead against hers and said, "You won't lose me. I promise."

She still gave me a sad look and I grabbed her hand in mine. "I love you Alex."

"I love you too Vincent."

I smiled and gave her hand a little squeeze. "Shall we?"

Alex looks at me in question but I take her hand and lead her on to the ice.

"Vincent..." Alex laughs as we walk towards the middle.

"Just hold on." I said.

Without question she took my hand and I began to jog on the ice pulling her along on the ice. I turned around and we both lost our balance making Alex fall right on top of me. For a second we are both lost in each other's eyes and just as I was about to kiss her again. We both heard footsteps coming closer. Alex lifted her self half way off of me when we both got a bright light flashed in our eyes. We both looked over and saw two police officers looking down at us.

*END*

Vincent shot up and found himself covered in sweat once again. He took his hands and pushed back his hair followed by a large sigh. He slowly got off his bed and made his way to the punching bag in the middle of the room. He began throwing punches not realizing who was making their way up the stairs.

"What are you doing practicing for the MMA's?" JT asked walked over to Vincent.

Vincent threw one last punch and turned around to face his room-mate. "Sorry if I woke you."

JT shook his head and pointing to the punching bag. "That didn't wake me, you making a racket up her a few minutes ago, that's what woke me."

Vincent gave JT a confused look. "I just woke up."

"Well from what I heard you were awake about half hour ago."

Vincent walked over to the fridge and JT followed. "What do you mean?"

"I mean the only thing I could hear about half an hour ago were low pitched growls and I couldn't exactly fall asleep to that."

Vincent froze for a second thinking about what JT said. "Wait..." he turned back around to face JT. "Did you say growls?"

"Yeah, like you were mad or something. Everything okay?"

Vincent didn't reply he just grabbed a water bottle from one of the shelves.

"Vincent?" JT asked crossing his arms. "Did something happen?"

He opened his water bottle and took a sip before saying, "I hallucinated but I was fine, I didn't pass out or anything I just shook it off and went to bed."

"Well clearly you weren't fine." JT said. "I mean just look at you...you're a mess! You look like you haven't had a good night sleep in days!"

Vincent half smiled and took a sip of his water. "And for the growls, I guess I was just like talking in my sleep or something."

JT shook his head. "I've known you since we were kids, you don't talk in your sleep unless something is really wrong."

Vincent took another sip of his water then said, "I was just a bit over whelmed 'cause the hallucination was Alex..."

JT said in a much quieter tone, "Oh...I'm sorry...I- I didn't know."

Vincent just shrugged his shoulders and took another sip then closed the bottle. "It's fine."

"How are you doing?" JT asked

Vincent gave him a weird look. "What do you mean?"

"Well ever since Cat got in that crash and Alex coming back and Lafferty..." JT paused. "Well, we never really talked about it."

Vincent just shrugged his shoulders and placed the half filled water bottle back in one of the shelves in the fridge.

"Well..um..if you ever wanna talk about it...I'm here for ya man. I know you've been through a lot and it must be though."

Vincent smiled. "Thanks."

JT just slowly nodded and looked down at the floor. He hated seeing Vincent like this.

"I'll be back in a few minutes." Vincent said walking over to his dresser to grab a t-shirt.

"Wha-What? Where are you going it's like 3AM."

Vincent slipped the shirt over his head and went to grab his jacket. "For a walk."

"A walk?" JT asked with a confused expression.

"Yeah, just to get my mind off things."

"Oh..well...okay. I guess. Do you want me to come?" JT asked.

Vincent shook his head. "You don't have to...in fact I think it would be better if I just go alone."

"Wait...you're not going to Cat's are you?"

Vincent let out a small laugh. "No JT I'm not going to bother her at 3AM."

JT nodded. "Right..."

Vincent slipped on his base-ball cap. "I'll be back soon." He made his way out of the warehouse before JT could say anything.

He walked down the gravel driveway and stuffed his hands in his coat pocket. He's never even been here. Not that he can remember anyways. Plus he didn't even have a good reason for coming. Until now.

He walked through the rows of the white rocks until he saw who he was looking for. He stopped in front of it and read the gravestone in his head.

Lafferty Lawson

PV2

US Army

Afghanistan War

March 20, 1979 - August 12, 2002

He kept staring at the dates. It said she died at 30 but in reality she died at 33. Still nobody should only live until their early 30's. He stood in front of her grave for a couple minutes thinking about how she looked the night he buried her. God, he couldn't seem to get that image out of his head. Her lying down without any expression, any feeling, she was just...dead.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. After a few minutes he opened them back up and began walking away. After he couldn't take any more of it he turned around and slowly walked away with his head hanging down. Why did she have to die so young? What made her just die like that? So many questions were going through his mind and he turned around once more to face her grave. He was about to turn back to continue walking but then a name caught his eyes. It was his. It was his gravestone.

I'm sooooo sorry it's short I tried really hard to make it longer but I just had to stop it here. I thought it would be the best ending for this chapter. Obviously you all know that the ice skating scene was from the promo pics. -sigh- Please let me know what you think and PLEASE read below! :)

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Who is your favorite and least favorite character on the show?

PLEASE answer this for I am trying to plan out future chapters and I want to make sure you guys are happy with what happens in this fan fiction so PLEASE let me know! The more answers I get the more quickly I will get to writing that part of the story. I'm not saying anything else before I give out why I need to know but PLEASE PLEASE answer!