Note: That promo for next week is killing me. I have to keep watching it over and over to find scenes to tie in. Meh..and let me just say that some of those scenes (from the extended promo) are gunna be tricky, but, I will try...however, from playing it over and over and pressing play, pause, play, pause, play, pause over and over, I actually saw something I didn't see before...and also heard some things I didn't hear before...some of the things are very interesting...sigh...but I'm gunna miss Alex...:/

I DO NOT OWN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Chapter 55

"Cat?" Heather asked walking down the hall. "Can you please turn the TV down? I'm trying to sleep."

Catherine leaned forward and pressed the volume to go down. "Sorry."

"Where even where you?"

Catherine put her bowl of ice cream down and looked at her sister. "What do you mean?"

"You've been gone almost the intire night its like 12:30."

"Oh, I was doing something for a friend."

Heather raised an eye brow. "A guy friend?"

Catherine laughed. "If I say yes, will you let me get back to my TV show?"

Heather walked over to her sister and grabbed the remote to turn off the TV. "No."

"Hey!" Catherine said looking at the now black screen.

"Shh, you'll wake the neighbors." Heather said as she took a seat.

Catherine gave her sister a confused look.

"Now, what is his name."

Catherine rolled her eyes and stood up.

"Oh, come on Cat, I tell you these sorta things all the time." Heather complained.

Catherine laughed. "You didn't tell me about Josh until I walked in on you too-"

Heather put her hand up to tell her sister to stop talking. "Not my point plus, you should be thankful I never talked about that jerk."

Catherine slowly nodded.

"Now...tell me his name."

Catherine rolled her eyes and began to walk away.

"Oh come on Cat!" Heather called after her.

"Bedtime for Cat!" Catherine said making her way towards her bedroom.

"Cat!" Heather whined.

Catherine opened her door and couldn't get the smile off her face thinking about how much her sister wanted to know about Vincent. She took her hair out of a ponytail and put it back into a quick messy bun. Just as she was walking towards her bed for a nice long sleep she heard a faint knock on her window. Her head shot up to see the dark figure sitting on the fire escape.

She walked over and opened the window. "I was actually just heading to bed."

"Uh, this won't be long, I just wanted to say thank you."

"For what?" Catherine asked.

"For coming up to the cabin."

Catherine sighed. "You know I keep trying to move on but it's kind of difficult with you."

Vincent looked up at her. "I don't want you to. Sometimes I just wish so badly, I wasn't what I am. Catherine, I know that I can't be with Alex..."

"Because she's dead."

Vincent shook his head. "I can't be with Alex not because she's dead, I can't be with Alex because thats not who I want to be with."

Catherine looked at Vincent in confusion. "Vincent..."

"Catherine, I want to be with you. I will do whatever it takes to make this right.

"Vincent there is nothing you can do. Obviously, since Murifield's back I just...need to protect myself right now."

Vincent slowly nodded. "I understand. But I'm not going anywhere."

"Okay cool, I get it you know her. But do we really still have to be here?" Gabe asked sitting in the chair in the corner of the morgue.

Evan leaned closer to his computer screen.

"Evan? Seriously, it's like 1AM. Let's just pick this up tomorrow."

Ignoring Gabe once again Evan picked up his cell phone.

"You're seriously gunna call her? At 1AM?"

Evan shrugged. "Well, I have ever right to considering she bugged my lab, but I'm not."

Gabe gave Evan a confused look. "Then who are you calling?"

"Hi Cat?" Evan said into the phone.

Gabe sat back in his chair and rolled his eyes.

"Evan?" Cat asked in a half a wake voice. "It's like 1AM."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry but I have a quick question. It's about the DNA."

Catherine's eye's widened. "What about it?"

"I found a bug in the lab." Evan said.

Gabe cleared his throat.

"Sorry, Gabe found a bug." Evan corrected himself.

"Really? Did you run a DNA check?"

"I did. But I just don't understand..."

"Why, who does it belong to?" Catherine asked.

Evan sighed. "I just..."

"Evan." Catherine said. "Who does it belong to?"

"The DNA came up to belong to Claire but why would she want to bug my lab?"

Catherine mentally cursed. "Well she has her masters in Political Science right?"

"Yeah why?"

"Well maybe she found out about your project and since Political Science does deal with systems of government then maybe-"

"Yeah but what about Gabe? He's an ADA remember? He's government. So why would another official need to know about it?"

"I don't know, maybe she wants your research."

"Well I could always use a third partner, why didn't she just ask?"

Catherine sighed. "Look Evan, I don't know, try calling her in the morning. Maybe she'll spill if she knows you know."

"Maybe."

"But hey, I gotta go okay? Long day of work ahead of me. Still have that Alex Salter case to work on tomorrow."

"Right, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yup." Catherine replied before hanging up. She let out a large sigh before falling back onto her pillow.

Later that morning Catherine made her way over to her desk and took off her jacket.

"Don't get too comfy, you're heading out." Tess said putting on her jacket.

Catherine sighed and grabbed her jacket. "Oh? Where am I going and what about you?"

"You..." Tess started out. "You're going to go to Alex Salter's while I find more about that bug."

"Why do I have to go back? We already did a sweep of everything."

Tess shook her head. "Joe wants you to do a double check since all we've hit are dead ends."

Catherine sighed. "Alright."

After Catherine got there she made her way up to Alex's apartment. She took out her copy of the key and slid it into the door knob. She turned it back and forth but the door wouldn't budge. She put the key back in her pocket and knocked on the door.

"NYPD open up!" Catherine shouted. Of course she didn't expect and answer since nobody was even in there but it was worth a shot. "NYPD!" she yelled again.

After about 15 minutes of knocking and trying to open the door she stepped back and kicked the door open. She stepped inside the apartment and held her gun up. "NYPD!" She shouted. She looked around the room when she heard a familiar voice.

"Don't move or I'll shoot!"

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