Vincent was on the floor out cold with a cut on his forehead and left arm. The apartment looked didn't look as bad, only a few smashed glasses, plates and her mothers crystal vase with the spilled lily's that were in it. Catherine rushed over to Vincent's body making sure he was overall okay. She tried to wake him and was unsuccessful. She wasn't sure what to tell so she called JT.

"Okay stay calm Cat, check his airways make sure there's nothing blocking it then roll him to his side in the recovery position give him a few minutes if still no change call 911" She called 911 and texted JT the update about which hospital he was administered to. JT was trying to keep himself calm for Cat as she was already freaking out not knowing what to do. He called Tess and asked her to come and get him then to the hospital for Vincent.

After several hours of waiting Vincent was out of surgery, he had deep lacerations to his left arm and a broken arm on his right, along with a concussion and fractured foot. The gang was unsure what happened until they could speak to Vincent when was able to. He was admitted to the high dependency unit for a couple days until he could be moved to a ward. Catherine never left his side, sleeping on the chair in the room and resting her head on his bed to sleep. He had only been out of surgery for 2 hours but being up all night and worrying it had taken it out on her, her body needed to sleep so she rested lightly until he awoke.

It was 9 am in the morning. Vincent awake confused about where he was and why he was there. He looked down and saw a pale Catherine with dark circles under eyes, she looked exhausted. She awakened with the feeling of movement beside her head and looked up to his face.

"Hey" His voice was a little croaked, the surgery took a lot out of him his body needed to rest and heal.

She gave him a small smile "Hi yourself, how are you feeling? We've all been so worried, Tess and JT slept in the waiting room outside not wanting to leave." She got up to stretch her legs and gave Vincent a sweet kiss on his forehead, being so thankful he was overall okay.

"Sore and uncomfortable comes to mind, and thirsty...could you get me a glass of water please? They didn't have to stay there, they should gone home. JT is bad enough without worrying I can't have him with heart problems as well" He tried to joke but winced in pain.

Catherine never seen him wincing while fetching him some water. Vincent welcomed the cool freshing taste, he downed a litre in about five minutes. The nurse came in about half past to check his vitals and overall health. It was good he seemed to being recovery well. She told him that he would be discharged within the next couple days. That put a smile on both their faces.

JT and Tess came in after they got something to eat. They both looked overly tired.

"Dude sleeping in a wheel is unfriggincomfortable, my neck is now stiff. Thanks for the heart attack as well by the way" JT joked trying to lighten the mood which worked, Vincent tried to stifle a giggle but smiled at his best friend.

"Tess could you take Catherine home, I think she needs to get some sleep and food, the hospital ain't good for it" Catherine shot him a look, surprised by him asking this.

"I'm fine really. All I need is fresh clothes and so do you for when you're discharged. I'll go get that and some food and will be back in like 2 hours?" Cat was feeling the need to be clean after a long night.

Vincent smiled at her, she was being thoughtful as usual towards him. "Okay deal, but will you please get a couple hours of sleep at least? For me" He attempted to do the whole puppy eyes thing on her which was admittingly adorable to Cat.

"Deal, try and be a good patient, doctors are the worse patients." She gave him a quick kiss goodbye and a wink. Tess rolled her eyes then rolled the wheelchair out the room and towards the car park. Tess took Cat home first then JT and decided to stay with him at the clubhouse for the day then return to the hospital together tomorrow, they both needed rest.

Catherine had slept until 2 pm in the afternoon, she felt guilty by not waking up sooner. She grabbed a quick shower, washing her hair as well leaving to dry by itself, wanting to get to back to Vincent sooner. On her drive back she picked up sandwiches, snacks and coffee from her local deli to take for both of them at the hospital.

"I never get tired of turkey and avocado sandwiches this is amazing." Vincent was famished, not wanting to touch the hospital food except the pudding cups or jell-o. He had memories of being a doctor and one time using the canteen and getting food poisoning from it, from then on until he enlisted he always brought his own packed lunch.

After they eaten. Cat couldn't wait any longer to know what happened. The question was burning on her lips, the detective side of her was coming out. She managed to keep the police out of Vincent's business by telling them she was a cop and would sort it out herself.

"I got back to the apartment and there was no one there...well not that I could sense. Then like a minute there was a squad of guys attacking me. They didn't speak and caught me off guard...I should been able to fight them off!" Vincent felt shamed by himself. He was stronger than an average man. His beast side failed him but he was kind of glad by not killing anyone.

"Okay well I couldn't find any blood other than yours, I meaning JT tested it so far nothing. Do you think you might be able to track them? Obviously when you're able to." Catherine was now feeling determined to catch these guys.

"I could probably, don't touch anything else that could be evidence so I could track them. I think my healing is kicking in I don't feel as bad without medication." Catherine gave him a shaded look knowing that he should be hooked up to his IV. "You know I know how to remove this stuff and vice versa. I'm a doctor."

"What did I say this morning? Be a good patient. Doing that does not include removing needles from yourself!" She got slightly annoyed with him over that as he should have some common sense while in hospital.

But Vincent was right his healing was coming back slowly but still faster than average, almost back to when before Renyolds kidnapped him and changed his abilities. He wasn't sure how, his memories of before the kidnapping came back slowly being back around the people he loved, Catherine helped him remember most of all by taking him places and talking to him about stuff. His memory was almost fully recovered even though some bits were still fuzzy which was most of his three months captive. Maybe the trauma he suffered caused his body to mutate back to his original abilities, except the black outs before he had hoped.

Within half a day his outer wounds had almost completely healed, his fracture was gone but his broken arm took the longest but was on its way. The doctors were baffled but had no reason to keep him there so they decided to discharge him that evening. He was glad, Vincent hated being a patient.

They got home around 7 pm Vincent wanted a shower badly to wash away the smell of alcohol gel and chemicals from the hospital. Once that was done he walked around the apartment trying to find traces of the intruders. He caught one scent, it smelled like grass, lemons and something unfamiliar he couldn't figure it out. But he got the scent that was he need to track him.

Catherine had to go back to work tomorrow and she didn't want to leave Vincent on his own on this self proclaimed mission in case he got hurt again or worse. She shuddered at the thought. He could sense how nervous she was when observing him. Vincent tried to reassure her by taking Cat into his arms kissing into her hair, she felt so safe around him, in his arm she felt like it was home and it was perfect.

The next morning at 7 am on the dot Catherine's alarm went off. It was time to get up for work. Vincent wasn't in bed which was weird, Catherine proceeded to get ready for work, when she was done she headed towards the kitchen for some coffee to give her a morning boost in case her adrenaline didn't kick in. Vincent was no where to be found. Cat texted Vincent 'How are you feeling this morning? Missed waking up to you this morning :) x'

On her drive to the precinct Tess called about a crime scene ten minutes away from her. But something felt wrong, Catherine's stomach churned her gut was telling her something was off. She arrived at the crime scene Tess came up to her before she could reach the body, there was a hint of red hair sticking out.

"Hey Cat, don't freak out okay. But remember you're nurse from the hospital after you got shot from that crazy match maker? What was her name?" Tess sounded edgy. She was supposed to be off today so what changed?

"Alex...Alex Salter why?" She knew her gut was right something was off. Now Tess confirmed it by the expression that play across her face.

"Well meet our new victim, she was shot in the head but the killer left a mark on her neck" Cat had to remain calm, she never told Tess about the Alex drama way back before her and Vincent became well in the best words Epic. The symbol on her neck was in the shame a triangle with a S in the middle.

After the M.E took the body back to the morgue her phone rang, it was JT.

"Cat? I need you and Tess her ASAP it's a major emergency" JT hung up before Catherine could answer. One look between the partners Tess knew something was up.

"Lets go now while we have time before we get evidence from the morgue" Cat drove to the clubhouse it was 4 blocks away from the crime scene. When they arrived the door was bashed in..more like cut down by something... an axe maybe? They weren't sure. The partners drew their guns in case the purp was still there. They announced themselves and JT responded that he was alright and it was safe to come in.

They entered to the lounge. JT was sitting at the desk in his wheel chair. Vincent was on the sofa passed out but someone was beside him attending to him.