Note: Yay no more boring predictable chapters! WooHoo!

I DO NOT OWN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Chapter 62

Catherine rolled over on her side and pressed off her arm clock. She let out a large sigh remembering the night before when Heather walked in. Part of her wishes he didn't even stop by to check on her because then none of it would've happened. But...the other part, besides Heather walking in, she couldn't help but replay it over and over.

"Cat!" Heather yelled from the kitchen.

Catherine let out another large sigh and grabbed her bathrobe while making her way out to the kitchen. "You made coffee?" she asked talking a seat on one of the bar stools.

Heather nodded as she handed Catherine a mug. "Yup."

"Thanks."

Heather poured herself a cup and then leaned on the counter and smiled at her sister.

"What?" Catherine asked raising an eye brow.

"I have a question." Heather said with a grin.

"Okay..." Catherine replied.

"Who was that guy?"

"What guy?" Catherine asked before taking a sip of the coffee.

Heather gave Catherine a serious look. "Oh come on Cat, who was the guy you were locking lips with?"

Catherine laughed. "We were not 'locking lips.' Heather."

Heather whispered something under her breath and rolled her eyes. "But seriously, who was he?"

Catherine pretend to look at her watch. "Oh look at the time. Thanks for the coffee."

"Cat..." Heather whined.

"Work time." Catherine replied sliding off the stool.

"Cat come on, at least tell me his name!" Heather called.

"Work!" Catherine said from half way down the hall.

"You're not even wearing a watch!" Heather pointed out before hearing her sister's door closing.

Vincent walked down the stairs over to the fridge.

"Well hello to you too Mr. Get Home Around One In the Morning Because I Want to Give JT A Heart Attack."

"Hi." Vincent replied while grabbing the milk.

"Hi?" JT asked walking over to Vincent. "Dude where were you last night?"

"Around." Vincent said while opening the cabinet looking for the cereal.

"Where you with Catherine?"

"For a little bit yeah."

"Care to explain why I found Catherine's jacket on your bed last night?"

Vincent stopped moving for a second and then grabbed the cereal box.

"Vincent..."

"What?" Vincent asked while grabbing a bowl.

"What did you do?"

Vincent laughed. "Nothing, now can I please make myself breakfast without a game of 20 questions."

JT crossed his arms. "No."

Vincent sighed as he put the milk back in the fridge. "Catherine got herself in a 'situation' last night and I was just trying to help her out."

JT raised an eye brow. "Situation? Well what kinda situation. Murifield situation?"

"Uh...yeah."

"Oh my god is she okay?!"

"Yeah she's fine she was just pretty tired"

JT slowly nodded his head. "Huh."

Catherine walked into work and made her way over to her desk. She tried to avoid any eye contact with Tess but she desperately wanted to apologize and explain every single detail but she knew she couldn't. Not when it would make things ten times worse. After setting her bag down and logging onto her computer she noticed someone walk into the precinct and talk to Joe then leave towards the morgue. She was hoping it was another case.

Evan looked up from his clip board when he heard someone walk in.

"No personal allowed in." He said looking at the man.

"Actually I'm Dr. Sorenson. I work with your girlfriend, Claire."

"I think we can all stop pretending she was ever my girlfriend."

The man sighed and turned to close the door. "You've got onto something that's of interest to us. Apologies if it's effected your personal relationship."

"I've moved on."

The man smiled and walked over towards Evan.

"Attacking me in the middle of a police station, it's probably unadvised." Evan said well backing up.

The man let out another small laugh. "Seems like you're non girlfriend gave you the wrong impression about us." He said while putting his hands up to his shoulders.

Evan gave the man a strangle look.

"Remarkable, what you've figured out on your own, cross species DNA sequencing, that took our people years."

Evan narrowed his eyes.

"You would be an asset to our organization."

"Makes it sound like a don't have a choice." Evan replied.

The man smiled. "Of course you have a choice. You think we want people working for us who don't believe in our cause?"

"What cause?" Evan asked. "To cover up this creature you've created..."

"Dr. Marks, you've obviously got into this line of work to put away monsters. This creature is dangerous. It needs to be contained."

Evan swallowed.

The man walked over and handed Evan a card. "But the choice is yours."

Evan look the card from the man and looked up at the man.

"Take all the time you need." The man smiled before leaving the room.

After the man left the room he pulled out his cell phone.

"Hello?" A voice asked.

"Talked to Marks I think his choice is pretty clear. I think we got him."

"Good, hopefully Gabriel will pick it up a bit after I let him know. I already told him he had three weeks before I come down there." Kyle replied.

"I think three weeks will be plenty of time."

Short I know but I'm getting there, just hang in there I think you guys will like it. :)