I DO NOT OWN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST
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This day will be the first day that Catherine got ready for work, after staying at home for 4 long months. She looked in the mirror and tried to calm herself down. As she stared at her reflection, she didn't recognize herself anymore. She'd always been independent and she liked it that way. She liked the control she had over her own life. Cat liked to do things herself and never waited for others.
In the beginning of her relationship with Vincent, she had trouble letting him do small things for her. Like cook dinner for her or bring breakfast in bed. She even had a problem with him making her coffee, cause she had her own personal recipe and she hated it when others screwed up her coffee.
Cat was that independent, but slowly she let him do things for her… And she never let her boyfriends stay the night, but with Vince everything was new and different and she liked it. Cause… she madly loved the man.
But here she was looking at her reflection and realized there was nothing left of that independent young woman. That same woman who had brought a family of 4 to safety; she heard from a very reliable source that Mrs. Delaney and her kids were doing well in their new town.
As Catherine looked in the mirror, she saw no sign of that same woman who had to endure horrible pain and torture to keep that nice family safe…
"I see NOTHING!" She exclaimed.
Her eyes welled up and she grabbed her badge. She couldn't go out there alone! She was afraid… The badge was in her hand and her gun was still on the table. She knew they belonged to her, but she didn't feel worthy to posses these 2 important things anymore.
If you looked at her, you'd think that she was doing fine… very well even. But that was a big, fat lie. As her eyes fell on her gun, she shook her head.
"I cant do this! I cant pick up where I left off. This is too much!" she said, as she held onto her badge.
The cool and fearless Catherine Chandler was gone! All what was left, was an empty soul.
"Hey." She heard a voice from behind her.
She turned around and leaped into his arms. As he held her close, she let her tears flow freely.
"Baby, whats wrong?" Vincent asked concerned.
Catherine looked up and whispered."I… I can't go… I cant do it."
He gently cupped her face and looked her deep in the eyes." Do what, hon? You aren't making any sense right now." He asked.
She held onto him and placed her face in the crook of his neck. As she inhaled his sweet, familiar scent, her mind seem to relax a bit.
Vincent closed his eyes, as he heard how her heart began to beat at a steady pace. She was breathing slower too…
With her still in his arms, he carefully said.
"I spoke to Tess this morning. She is dying to have you back at the Police force. Well, so is everyone… Joe and Evan… the others too…"
Catherine heard the words, but she didn't say anything back. Instead she held onto him tighter.
"Aren't you looking forward to go back to work? I remember this one time, when you had the flu. You couldn't wait to go out there and catch really bad guys. And…" he began, but he stopped talking when he realized that she was trembling.
He frowned and gently pushed her from him, so he could look her in the eyes.
"What's wrong, Catherine? Is it too fast? Do you need more time to adjust? Should I call Tess and tell her that you are not ready yet to go back? I will do it. You only have to say the word. " Vince said.
At the moment, he felt like a real IDIOT! How come he didn't see before that she wasn't ready to go back yet.
But all of a sudden, Catherine pulled away from him and said." Can…uhum.. can you drop me off at work? And maybe walk me to my office?"
Vince caressed her cheek and said."I'd like that very much, but you know I can't, sweetie. I am still in hiding…"
But when he saw the disappointed look on her face, he said."Hey. But you know that I will be nearby. I always watch over you. Don't you worry."
"Okay. Do you mind getting my scarf for me, babe? It's in the bathroom." She asked, a small smile plastered on her face.
He nodded and walked to the bathroom.
Catherine still felt that she wasn't ready to go out there, but she decided to suck it up and just do it. She can't hide in her apartment forever!
As she walked towards the table to get her gun, her heart rammed against her rib cage. With shaky hands, she grabbed her gun and let out a deep breath.
'It's just a gun…it's just your gun… this gun has saved you a dozen times before, when you needed it the most. Sally. It's just good, old Sally.' She told herself.
Her fingers softly brushed the cold steel, as if she wanted to get to know the gun. Cat slowly picked it up and stared at herself in the mirror.
"Sally looks good on you." Vince said, as he saw how she was trying to get used to having her gun in her hand again.
Catherine giggled and looked at her boyfriend."Yeah, I have to stop telling you every little thing about me. You must think I am odd, to have a name for my gun." She said.
Vince chuckled and walked closer to her. He gently wrapped the scarf around her neck and kissed the tip of her nose.
"Yeah, I still think that's SO weird about you. Maybe I should report it to Joe. Mr. Bishop, one of your detectives is SO odd! Do you know why? She has given her gun a name! And its Sally!" Vince teased.
As they both laughed at his joke, they heard someone clearing their throat.
As they both turned around and saw Heather, she smiled and asked."You ready, sis?"
Cat nodded and kissed Vince on his cheek. Then she smiled at him and walked out her bedroom.
Heather looked worried, so Vince said."She will be fine. Don't worry."
She sighed and said."I just have a bad feeling, Vince."
"I won't let her out of my sight. Promise." He said and squeezed her hand softly.
"So… she still doesn't remember anything?" Heather asked.
He shook his head."Only that they wanted info about the Delaney family, but her mind has blocked the rest out. She doesn't remember the rest of it. Not who took her. Or what they did to her. Nor who were the ones who did the torturing." Vince said with a sad tone in his voice.
As Heather heard Vince talk about her big sister being tortured, her eyes automatically welled up.
"Hey, Heather! You coming? I don't want to be late on my first day at work." they both heard Catherine say.
Heather wiped her tears away and immediately walked out the bedroom, leaving Vincent behind with his thoughts.
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As Catherine walked into the precinct, she was greeted by all of her co workers. As she received hugs and pats on her shoulder, she began to feel very uncomfortable. All of a sudden, she had trouble breathing and looked rather pale.
Tess saw it and led her to the kitchen."Are you, alright Cat? Let me get you a glass of water." She said and gave her the water.
As Catherine drank the liquid, Tess observed her partner."Everything okay? Cause you don't look your best." She stated.
"I am okay. I am just overwhelmed by it all. It's my first day, you know." Cat replied and ran her hand nervously through her hair.
And just as she was about to walk back to her desk, Catherine saw a man…
He walked by and it was in that very moment, that a very familiar scent invaded her nostrils… Her eyes closed involuntarily, as she deeply inhaled his scent. The man was wearing a cologne… Why did it seem so familiar to her?! She tried her best, but she couldn't quite place the scent. It was like her mind was blocking her from recognizing it…
Cat frowned and opened her eyes."Tess? Who's that?"
Tess looked at the man and said."Who? Him? Oh, he just transferred last month from L.A. He's new here. His name is Walter Morris.
When her mind had processed the name of the man, Cat suddenly blacked out. But… before doing so, she had a memory:
"Walt! Walt! What the HELL?! You can give her the electric shocks, but don't let her die! She must NOT die! Make sure she does NOT DIE! We need her alive, DAMN IT! We need her to give us the information first!"
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