Happy Life

by Linda Wells

Writer's note: This story is set "eight months later," after Catherine's time in the tunnels with Vincent.

Chapter 1

One beautiful evening, Vincent came to Catherine's balcony to say goodbye, but he didn't tell this to her, because he was in love . . . for the first time in his life since Lisa.

He came onto her balcony. He saw her sitting on her bed doing her paperwork. When she heard something out on her balcony, she got up and walked to her night table for her gun. Then she turned to her balcony, opened her door … and saw a book on the floor - Great Expectations. She picked it up and then she saw Vincent standing there. She smiled as she looked up and Catherine moved toward him for his hug. And in another moment they were holding each other . . . .

"Oh. . . Catherine! I have missed you so much - for eight months. I wanted to come to you for so long, but I can't go on like this anymore. I must tell you something . . . that my desire for you is very strong and I can't fight it. And I must tell you also, I love you so much, but I can't be with you. You need someone who can give you a happy life, children, and love. . . . Be happy. Goodbye."

Vincent started to go, but Catherine stopped him, asking him to stay. "Stay with me. It's still night. Read me something, I would love it. . ." She was sure that he would wish to stay with her tonight, even on the balcony.

After the last chapter of the book, Vincent closed it. She had been sitting by his side and listening to his so-beautiful, kind voice. When she noticed that he had stopped reading, she asked him, "Why are you stopping?" Catherine lifted her head and smiled at him.

"Catherine, the book is finished and I must go; it will be dawn too soon. I will promise to come to you tomorrow if I can. Right now I must go, because you need to go to work." Vincent got up and started to go.

Catherine said to him, "OK. . . but next time I wish to come to the tunnels so we can spend more time together, if you don't mind."

"Oh . . . No, I don't. You can come to the tunnels whenever you want. It is your second home now. I will come to you whenever you need me or I need this, Catherine." Then Vincent bent forward to his Catherine and kissed her. She was, in that moment, so happy. And in that moment, Vincent made his decision; he lifted his gaze and said to her three words which she was so glad to hear.

"Till next time … when we have more free time, my love."

He then turned and left her. It was so hard for him, but he knew through their bond that she would be OK for now.

Catherine woke up the next morning and she was so happy about all that had happened. So she put on a new dress which she had bought one month earlier and left her apartment to go to the basement, where Vincent was waiting for her. She stepped to the ground. He gave her his hand and led her to him for a passionate kiss to say hello. When they parted, Vincent took her hand and they went through the tunnels and they decided to go to Father's chamber.

"Hello, Father."

Catherine was so happy.

"I'm glad that you came. Have you been well?" Father asked her.

"Father, I must tell you that Catherine is staying here for a few days, if you don't mind."

"No, no. . . of course, not at all. I wish that you could stay here for a long time. "

"Ah, I wish that too . . . but I must go to work on Monday."

"I understand this, Catherine. Vincent, maybe we can play chess?" asked Father.

"No, Father, next time, when I'm free for you, but not this time. Perhaps soon Devin will come to the tunnels, so you can play chess with him. I know that you're concerned about me. I'm grateful for this. But don't bother yourself about me, Father; I will not change my mind about Catherine. I will be with her with your blessing or not. I found a way to have my complete life. You always tell me that I must follow my road, my heart. So I am. Now excuse us, we are leaving." Vincent leaned down to his Catherine and kissed her so very passionately on the lips. When they parted, they both turned around and left Father's chamber.

When they reached his chamber, Catherine was so sad about Father. She thought about Vincent just taking her into his arms and kissing her lips very passionately, and of all he was asking her. . . .

"Catherine . . . why are you so sad? I can feel it through our bond, so don't try to hide this, my love. "

"Oh, Vincent . . . . Why doesn't Father trust me about you? He must know that I can never hurt you. I'll love you so much; he must know it! He must!"

"Shhh, my love, calm down. He knows it, but he took care of me all my life. I know him, and I also know you. You are my life, my heart, my soul . . . . And you must know this forever, that I will always be by your side, my love.

"There is a guest room, so you can go there and get some rest until dinnertime comes."

"I wish that you could stay with me . . . until dinner."

"If you wish." Vincent nodded.

They left his chamber and went into her chamber. Catherine stood beside the bed and asked him to kiss her. He leaned down to her and kissed her very passionately, as he always did. Soon they parted. Vincent smiled at her then told her, "Catherine, you must rest now. I can feel it."

"OK . . . . "

During the hour while Catherine rested, Vincent watched over her. He came to understand that he desired her very much, and he knew that in that room was his love, his Catherine . . . .

Soon he heard his Catherine. "Don't try to hide something from me, Mr. Wells. I also know now that you want me. Don't hide your desire from me, your feelings. . . . I know it. It is hard."

"Catherine . . . I . . ."

She quickly put her hand to his lips. "If you love me, you must show me all your sides. Dark or light, don't hide them. If you continue to do this, you will destroy us . . . you will in time destroy both of us. Don't you understand this?"

Catherine had made her decision long before . . . Vincent was hers now and forever.

Vincent came close to Catherine. "Catherine, you wouldn't mind if I made love to you tonight?" he asked her with a very passionate voice.

"No. You made the right decision."

"Please, Catherine . . . undress me?"

"OK."

When they were both undressed, Catherine told him that his body was beautiful.

"Thank you so much, my Catherine. I must tell you that I didn't have a girlfriend before you; you are the first woman in my life."

"I know it. Now come to me, and give me your body."

When they both were in the bed, Vincent was quickly lost; his passion spent, they both quickly went to sleep.