A/N: This chapter and the chapter before this are probably my favorite chapters, so far. Title comes from the song "Time After Time" by Cyndi Lauper which in a way, I think would be a good VinCat song because Vincent will save Catherine and when they are lost, they will save each other, time after time. I also haven't told you what the case was Catherine is working on so you will find out in this chapter, but I should warn you writing detective/police stuff, is not my area of expertise. I hope you like it. Notice, there are similarites of The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Part 1 but only a few.

Disclaimer: I do not own Beauty and the Beast, the CW does, because if I did own the show Vincent and Catherine would be together and I also don't own the songs that the chapter titles are named after. The only thing I own is the plot. I also don't own any of the similarites between movies, books, or TV shows, if there are any.

Anyway, here's chapter 4.

Chapter 4: Time After Time

Vincent lay there on his bed with Catherine, he thought about what it would be like to be a parent with Catherine. A part of him hoped she was pregnant but then the other part of him was worried because with his DNA, the child could possibly kill her and then if Muirfield found out, they'd try to kill the baby but the part of him that hoped was starting to take over the part of him that was worried. Eventually, he heard a soft, angelic voice, trying to snap him back into reality. It was Catherine; she must have woken up from her very short nap.

"Vincent! Vincent! Vincent Keller! Earth to Vincent Keller!" she said and Vincent finally snapped back into it.

"Sorry. I was just thinking"

"You were a million miles away. What were you thinking about?"

"Oh, just what it would be like to be a father"

"Why were you thinking about that? Aren't you the one who's worried?"

"Yes, but a part of me also hopes that you are pregnant and that part is starting to take over the part that's worried if you are pregnant"

"Oh, I see. I'm about half and half as well"

"I'm also scared of what kind of father I would be. I mean what if the child hated me because of its DNA.

"Vincent, it would love you and they wouldn't just have your DNA, they would also have mine, so they would probably have more self-control"

"True"

"As much as I would like to stay, I can't I have to get back to work" she said starting to get off of the bed.

"How's the case going anyway?"

"Horribly, Evan ran the autopsy and found that the victim was four months pregnant and not only that but she has a history of being abused and/or rapped and she was only sixteen. The theory is that she was sold into human trafficking. Oh, yeah, Evan also found that she was stabbed in the calf, stomach, and lung before she was left for dead in the alley but we can't find the weapon that was used" she said, as Vincent's eyes began to glow at the anger he felt at the person who did this. "It will be alright, we will find that SOB and make sure he is put away for life" she said, as she caressed his face to calm him down. "I'll see you tonight. I love you"

"Love you, too" he said, as he brought his lips to hers.

And with that Catherine left, to go back to the case, while Vincent threw a few punches at the punching bag to keep him calm about what Catherine told him. He didn't understand how people could be so cruel, ok he admitted, he's killed people too but he doesn't mean too, it's too protect the people of New York, plus when he's the Beast, he has no control of himself, that why he tries to keep himself calm when he gets angry or Catherine has to calm him down.

He stopped, throwing punches, when an idea popped into his head; he grabbed his journal from the night stand and starting to write something down.

***DREAMING OF YOU***

Before Catherine went to the precinct, she went to the pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test even though she knew she might not need them, she just wanted to be prepared in case she did and she also didn't want anyone with her when she got them because then people would ask her why she had to go get them. She hoped and prayed that she was pregnant. She ended buying three, so she could test all of them and make sure none of them were lying and that she was 100% pregnant plus she also knew that Vincent would probably make her take one in front of him.

When she bought them, she went back to her apartment to put them in the box with the notes so nobody would find them.

She finally went back to the precinct, where when she walked in Evan called her name.

"Cat!"

"Yeah"

"I was walking by your desk earlier and I noticed the roses"

"Yeah, what about them"

"Who are they from?"

"I don't see how that's any of your business"

"I'm just asking because I sure as hell didn't send them"

"I know that"

"Then who are they from"

"My boyfriend" she let slip before she realized what she just said.

"You have a boyfriend"

"Yes"

"Who is he?"

"Nobody you know"

"Is it the guy you danced with at your father's wedding, wait isn't that the same guy that you snuck off with from the art gallery a few months back? They guy with the scar on his face"

"And if it is, which it's not" she lied even though it killed her inside.

"Nothing, it's just after the kiss at your birthday, I thought I would always be the one sending you roses"

"Evan, we're friends, we work together, but we won't be anything more than just friends"

"Come on, Cat. I know, you think, that you are in love with this guy, but I know you feel the connection between us"

"No, I don't and I know for a fact that I'm in love with the person I'm with now"

"But what if he hurts you like all the other jerks, you've dated"

"He'll never hurt me, EVER. He loves me too much to hurt me" she said as she wished Vincent was there to hear her defending him.

"But how do you know?"

"I just know okay and never in a million years compare him to the men of my past, he's 10 times the men they or you will ever be and yes, I'm putting you down because am I nor will I ever be in love with you because they person I'm with, will always have my heart. I'm gonna walk away now" she said as she walked back to her desk, smiling, that now there wasn't anyone that could come between Vincent and her. She couldn't wait to tell him later that night but she put it out of her mind to focus on the case.

***DREAMING OF YOU***

Back at the warehouse, Vincent was sitting at the table, writing in his journal and as he wrote, he was smiling. He was so focused; he didn't realize that JT was back.

"Vincent! Vincent!"

"What! Sorry"

"What's up? Wait; let me guess another eventful afternoon with Cat"

"No, we didn't do anything except, talk"

"Okay, then, so what's this" JT asked, pointing to the journal.

"Nothing"

"Yeah, I doubt that"

"Ok, fine. It's a poem, I wrote for Catherine" Vincent said and JT gave him a look in disbelief.

"Really"

"Yep"

"Okay, so what's it called?"

"Time After Time"

"Really? Like the Cyndi Lauper song"

"Yep"

"Okay. This may sound strange but can I hear it"

"Why?"

"I just want to see what kind of romantic that girl has turned you into"

"Okay, fine" he began reading.

"Time After Time"

Time after time, I have saved you because I love you and when you're lost, I will find you time after time. You accept me for what I am because you love me and believe that I'm worth it and you will say that time after time,

You accept the Beast part of me, time after time,

You see the best in me, time after time,

There have been flashbacks, warm nights, and we've almost been left behind but we find each other, time after time,

We save each other, time after time,

I will say I love you, time after time,

And you will say I love you, time after time

"There's the poem" he looked over at JT, who looked like he was gonna cry. "JT, are you gonna cry?"

"No, it's just allergies. I like it and I bet Cat will love it"

"I know. To me, it kind of sounds like a vow of marriage but who knows this might just be my vow to Catherine, if we ever get married which probably won't happen"

"It can, if we crush Muirfield and find you an antidote"

"Yeah, but that's the only way"

"Well, if you remember she could possibly be pregnant with you child so you'll get half of your happily ever after"

"Yeah and I'll be happy if I do"

"Wait, you want her to be pregnant:

"Yes, because a part of me hopes and a part of me is worried what will happen if she is?"

"Well, if she is, hopefully Muirfield will keep their distance"

"Like that's gonna happen. If they find out she is pregnant with my child, they will want him too, not just me"

"True but if you also remember she has an entire precinct at her disposal plus she has you who will put your life on the line for that child. So, it will be pretty well protected"

"I know" Vincent said as he looks at his watch. "I gotta go. I promised Catherine that I'd be there when she got off of work"

"Of course, your lady waits"

"I'll be back"

"I know"

Vincent grabbed his jacket and the journal and left the warehouse.

***DREAMING OF YOU***

On his way to her apartment he passed a flower stand, he may have gotten Catherine roses earlier but he wanted something to go with the poem, so he got her a single pink rose. He paid the teller and continued his walk to Catherine's apartment.

When he got there, her window was open so he set the rose on the window along with a note that said "Fire Escape". He knew Catherine would walk in and know that he was there. He heard her walk in and set all of her stuff on the counter and walk toward her bedroom. She walked in and headed straight for the window; she grabbed the rose and the note and read it. She set the note on her bed and climbed through the window, rose in hand.

"Hey" she said as she sat on the steps in front of him so she could sit in between his legs and she grabbed his hands and laced his fingers with hers.

"Hi" he kissed her forehead.

"Thank you for the rose, again"

"You're welcome. Did you bring the others home?"

"Yep, right now, they are sitting in a vase on the counter"

"Won't your sister ask where you got them?"

"She's already seen them, she saw them when they were delivered" she looked up at Vincent and saw the confused look on his face. "She's supposedly, the new intern at the precinct, so when Tess and her saw the roses they started bombarding me with questions about who they were from. Obviously, I didn't tell them until Heather grabbed the card and read it aloud. The only thing they know is that your name starts with a V and that you're my secret boyfriend"

"Is that what I am?"

"Yep"

"You know the roses aren't all I have for you"

"What do you mean?"

"If we go inside, I'll tell you, while more like read it to you"

"Okay"

They climbed back into her room and Catherine lay on the bed waiting for Vincent to give her what he said he had to. He sat down across from her, pulled his journal from his jacket and flipped it to the poem.

"I wrote this less than two hours ago. JT forced me to read it to him and when I was finished, I think he was on the verge of tears, of course he said it was allergies. Anyway, not the point, I wrote this for you and I called it "Time After Time"

"I didn't know you could write poetry"

"I only do when. I'm in the romance mood and that's only been since I met you"

"Great. Now, can I hear it?"

"Yep" Vincent said and he began reading it.

When he finished, Catherine was in tears. A tear rolled down her cheek and Vincent whipped it away with the pad of his thumb.

"Did you like it?" he asked her.

"I loved it. It was beautiful"

"Good" Vincent said as he ripped it out of the journal. "You can have it"

"Thank you" she said as she reached to grab the box, forgetting that the pregnancy tests were in there and when she opened it, Vincent saw them and he was shocked. He picked up one of the tests.

"Why do you have these?" he asked.

"I have them because I wanted to be prepared and I kinda can't get them with my sister or Tess. I figured better get them now so I'm ready instead of later, just in case"

"Okay" he said putting it back, grabbing the notes. "What are these?" he looked at one, then he looked at another then he looked at Catherine. "You kept these"

"I couldn't bring myself to throw them" she said as she leaned in to kiss him. "Will you stay?" she asked as she pulled away.

"I promised I would didn't I"

"Yes, you did" she said as she stood up to change while Vincent kicked off his boots and took off his jacket and t-shirt. Catherine came out of the bathroom, in a black silky short nightgown.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" Vincent asked.

"Why? Can you be seduced?" she asked him. Vincent shook his head no. "Then, no I'm not" she said, as she pulled the covers back and climbed in the bed, then pulled the covers over her, while Vincent did the same thing and when he was settled, he pulled Catherine toward him.

***DREAMING OF YOU***

A little while after, they both fell asleep, Vincent woke up to the sound of Catherine whimpering. He realized she was dreaming. He also took note of the tears running down her cheek. He shook her gently.

"Catherine" he whispered and she woke up. "What's wrong?" he asked her.

"It was a dream"

"Bad"

"No, it was a really good dream"

"Then, why are you crying?"

"Because I wanted it to be real"

"Tell me"

Catherine put her hand behind his neck and pulled his lips down to hers to show him what she wanted.

"Catherine"

"Please. Please, Vincent. Please" she begged.

Vincent finally gave in and rolled himself onto Catherine and gave her what she wanted, what they both wanted and needed.

***DREAMING OF YOU***

The next morning, their legs were tangled, hands laced together and mostly importantly their bodies weren't screaming for each other. Catherine was the first to wake up; it took her a few seconds to realize what had happened. Vincent finally gave in to make love to her again, of course it took a little begging but he finally gave in. She looked up at him and saw that he was sound asleep; she smiled at the thought that she probably wore him out, since they made love until the wee hours of the night just like the first time. They finally stopped when there was only an hour and a half until dawn. She just looked at how peaceful Vincent looked when he was asleep. She moved her hand and started to trace the scar but it was painful for her to know that he had gotten it protecting her mother from being killed when he was in Afghanistan. She shivered at the thought.

Vincent didn't stir at all, he was just breathing loudly.

'Wow, I must've of really wore him out, if he's still sleeping' she thought to herself.

She wondered if she could wake him up by tickling him, so she tried. He moved but didn't wake up, so tickled him even more and finally he groaned and rolled onto his stomach bringing the blankets over his face.

"Vincent, come on. It's time to wake up" she said poking him in the stomach, making him groan, even more. "Fine, if you don't get up, I won't kiss you again" she said, which Vincent heard but he still didn't want to open her eyes.

Catherine knew he was awake, he was just being stubborn at opening his eyes like she was a few mornings ago.

"I'm serious, Vincent. I won't kiss you" which finally caught Vincent's attention, soon Catherine found herself on her back with Vincent hovering over her.

"Catherine Chandler, you wouldn't last a day without kissing me. Hell, you probably won't even last 20 minutes"

"Is that a challenge?" she teased.

"No, because I couldn't stand not kissing you"

"Good because neither can I, at least we still have forty-five minutes" she said.

"Good, because I don't think I can stand not doing this" Vincent said as he kissed her. "Or this" he said moving his lips to her jaw, while she closed her eyes and moaned. "Or this" he said, moving his lips to her neck, "Or this" he said, moving them to her shoulder. "Or finally this" he said as his lips moved down her chest, and then he did it all over again, trying to torture her.

"Vincent, if you don't stop now, I don't think I will be able to"

"You're right plus I don't want you going to work smelling like sex which would probably make Evan jealous because you are getting action but not with him, which would make him go crazy. On second thought, that would be a funny thing to see. Evan finally realizing you aren't on the market, anymore"

"Funny, you should say that"

"Why?"

"Because, yesterday, after he saw the roses sitting on my desk, he asked me about where they came from and then I accidently let it slip that I have a boyfriend, then he said something about comparing you too all the other guys I've dated and then I told him that you would never hurt me, you love me too much to hurt me for that but he didn't believe me so I pretty much told him off and it felt good in a way"

"Good"

"And did you really think I'd go to work smelling like sex"

"No, but you will, if you don't hop in the shower"

"Yeah, care to join me"

"Nope, it would just distract you even more"

"Probably" she said as she sat up and wrapped her robe around her and walked to the bathroom.

While Catherine took a shower, Vincent got dressed and when he was dressed, he made Catherine's bed for her and while he waited for her to finish, he sat on the bed. Thinking about all the wonderful memories, they had in her room. She finally came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel; she grabbed some clothes and walked back into the bathroom.

'Another memory to add to the list of my top ten favorite mornings, afternoons, and evenings' Vincent thought.

She came out of the bathroom in black skinny jeans and pink long sleeve shirt. Vincent stood up and walked to her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"See, now you smell amazing"

"I do but you still smell the same way I did"

"I know and I will take care of that"

"Good. I'm guessing I'll see you soon"

"Yep, even though I'll be following you after I shower"

"I know. I gotta go. Love you"

"Love you, too, time after time" he said as he kissed her, and when she opened her eyes he was gone. He stood on the steps of the fire escape as he watched her walk to her car and go to work. He smiled, knowing he will be with her for a very long time even when they reach the afterlife. Thus, the title of the poem, time after time.

A/N: And there's chapter 4. I'm not that good of a poet, so for Vincent's poem, I just took quotes from the show and lyrics to the song and put them together in the poem. I got the idea of Vincent writing Catherine a poem a long time ago because I thought it would be so romantic if Vincent expressed his feelings for her in a poem, so I figured I'd utt in this chapter. The poem is one reason why the chapter is called "Time After Time" plus, I was listening to song while writing it.

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