**I DO NOT OWN THIS SHOW OR THE CHARACTERS IN THE SHOW, I AM JUST BORROWING THEM**

-Suite-

Catherine walked into the bedroom up to the full sized mirror and lifted her shirt, exposing her baby bump. She noticed a bruise had already developed on her side where Vincent's body had slammed into her. Vincent walked up from behind her and noticed the bruise too. He ran for the kitchen and grabbed an ice pack, and filled it with ice. As he walked back, he handed her the ice pack, "Catherine….I'm truly sorry I hur…."

"Save it Vincent! Just call a cab to take me to the hospital…." She reached for her side and released a painful grunt, and put the ice pack up against it. Vincent hated himself for what had happened and he turned around to leave the room as tears fell down his face.

-Meanwhile-

Evan was walking down the crowded street pondering about the previous events that occurred. He could not get Catherine off his mind to save his life. He still had yet to explain to her what had happened to him in the time he had disappeared. He came to a complete hault, pulled out his phone, and proceeded to call Catherine. It rang once, twice, and even a third time, but no answer. Evan dialed her number again, only this time a musky, deep voice exited the phone, "Hello?"

"Vincent, its me…Evan. Please don't hang up, I need to explain mys…."

"The only thing you need to do, Evan, is stay the hell away from Catherine. You have caused enough pain for us than Murifield did."

"Well I wasn't the one that swung first, Vincent. You did, so don't put that off on me!"

"You kissed my wife, more than enough reason to break that neck of yours, so be grateful that your still talking, Evan! And I meant what I said, STAY AWAY!" and he hung up.

-Suite-

"Vincent! Who was that? What are you doing?" exclaimed Catherine.

Vincent spun around, "It was nobody, okay?"

"You're lying, Vincent! Who was on the phone?"

Vincent began to feel his body heat up. He didn't want to say, but did anyways, "It was Evan."

Catherine crossed her arms and turned her head away from Vincent. She wasn't angry at the fact that he practically threatened Evan, but the fact that he lied. "You know what? It feels like your beast side is getting the best of you again. I heard what you said Vincent and as far as I'm concerned you have no right to decide who can be in my life, and who can't. That is my decision. And I have decided that I will give Evan the time to explain himself to me."

Vincent's eyes began to fill with tears, "I'm going beast? There is no battle between man or beast anymore Catherine, but you know what is? It's a battle between man and wife suddenly over somebody that supposedly died due to Murifield and now he wants your attention? He kissed you and I'm supposed to shake his hand and be okay with it? Catherine I love you….I'm crazy in love with you. But I'm not okay with him thinking he can just waltz up in our marriage and try to ruin everything between us."

Catherine turned back towards him, and they locked eyes. She wiped a stray tear away from her face. "Sound familiar?

"Catherine, that's not fair."

"What isn't fair about it, Vincent? Same situation, different guy….only difference is that I am in love with you, not him. I want no part in any relationship with Evan, but I do want answers. Vincent, I love you, but you don't trust me on this and it hurts." She moved closer to Vincent as she continued, "You took it too far….now I'm hurt and I have to find a way to explain this bruise to the Doctor."

Vincent began to feel even worse for what he had done. He then dialed back Evan and handed the phone to Catherine, "I'm sorry Catherine…." and he walked out of the room.

"Hello? Hello? Catherine is that you?" said Evan on the phone and Catherine finally brought the phone up to her ear, "Yeah, its Cat. Can you come over tonight? I need answers Evan, and no funny business or you will leave….and Vincent will for sure hurt you. He's trusting me on this so don't screw anything up. Got it?"

Evan simply retorted, "Sure. I understand. I'll meet you there at 9."

Vincent re-entered the room, "The cab is here. You ready?"

"Evan I got to go, but we will talk later, okay? Bye."

-Hospital-

As they sat down to wait for Catherine to be called back, she said, "Vincent, I think it would be best for you to stay out here while I go back."

Vincent looked confused, "No, I won't. I have just as much right to be back there as you do."

"Vincent….please! I am only doing this to protect you, please don't make this harder on me. I am going to tell the Doctor that I tripped and fell onto the coffee table."

Vincent shook his head. He didn't want Catherine to feel like she has to still lie for him…..to keep making excuses for him. "Catherine please don't…just tell them the truth."

Catherine was shocked at his proposal of telling the truth, "No! I'm not. Vincent, we are not in New York, we are in Spain. Laws could be different here. What if they….."

"Then I deserve it. I deserve to be locked away for hurting you…." Vincent's head drops and he stares at the floor as he continues, "I hate myself for this. Catherine, you mean so much to me and to see you hurt, especially if I am the reason, it kills me…." He looks back up to Catherine, then back down to the floor.

Catherine's heart sunk for Vincent. She placed her hand under his chin and turned his face to face hers. "Stop beating yourself up. I'm sure the baby is fine. If it helps, I forgive you….but please, let me take care of this. You worry way too much, Vincent." Catherine placed her lips on his and gave him a quick peck.

Vincent pulled her face back to his and kissed her slightly deeper this time.

"Catherine Keller!" the nurse called out, and Catherine sighed as she said, "Trust me, Vincent. I will be right back. I love you."

Vincent sat there and waited for what seemed like forever. She finally came out, and Vincent stood up. "Well? What the doc say?"

Catherine smiled, "Everything is fine. The baby is fine and healthy. I just have to take things easy the next week or so."

Vincent let out a relieved sigh, "Thank God."

-Suite/9PM-

Evan walked up to the house, nervous as hell at that. He knocked on the door, and was greeted by Vincent.

"Vincent." he said in a hard swallow.

Vincent glared his eyes at Evan to remind him to not try anything with Catherine, "Come on in."

Evan walked in and was greeted by Catherine in the living room. They all sat down and Evan sighed a deep sigh.

"I don't know where to begin." he said nervously.

Vincent spoke before Catherine could even get a word out, "Start with how you survived being shot as many times as you were shot."

"Well as I have already told Catherine, I had a bullet proof vest on…."

-Evan's Story-

Evan laid there lifeless until he was surrounded by silence. He opened his eyes and searched his surroundings. When he saw that nobody was around, he got up and unbuttoned his shirt, took off the vest, and looked at his chest. He was hit by only 1 bullet, and it didn't even hurt. As a matter of fact, it had went numb around the womb. He put his shirt back on and began walking down the tunnel back towards Murifield's office when he heard footsteps coming near. He hid behind some pipes as 2 men walked past him talking about what to do with the body. He knew they were talking about him and knew he had to act fast. As he began running, the men spotted him and they started chasing him. Evan ran as fast as he could, but they shot him in the leg causing him to fall. He slowly passed out as the men approached him and they grabbed him and took back to the main office. As Evan came to, things were very much a blur. He blinked continuously to get his sight back in shape. He couldn't move due to being tied down to a chair and he began to panic. A man with grey hair approached him, "Hello, Evan. I have been watching you and your friends for a while now."

"Who are you?" Evan said nervously.

"Oh. Where are my manners? I'm Agent Bob Reynolds and I will be your mentor for the rest of the time you are here."

**Yup that's where this chapter will end. I am truly sorry it took so long to update, but I will try to update a lot sooner. So how does Reynolds fit in this, you may ask? Find out in Chapter 23, which I will be updating soon. Thanks! Reviews please (good or bad).**