* Please Review! I am thinking about doing another Tough Luck story. What do you guys think?*

Gabriella sat beside Vincent in his hospital bed, rubbing his arm with one hand, holding his hand with the other. He was smiling at her while they talked quietly. The doctors had stitched up the stab wound, telling him he was lucky she hadn't actually damaged anything. He had a scan done of his head. There was no brain damage or bleeding inside his skull but he did have a concussion. The detective that worked Ashley's case, Det Northman, had been called in to handle their case. He was talking with the other doctors and police. When he gathered enough information about what happen he walked into Vincent's hospital room.

" Well for right now it looks like a case of self defense." He started, making them look at him. Vincent gripped her hand hard. " As of right now we are not pressing any charges against Gabriella and I don't see that we will. Because Alice is dead there will be a more deeper investigation though. I don't want you to be worried. How are you feeling, Vincent?" He asked.

" Ready to go home." Vincent said. Northman nodded with a slight smile.

" Well after we took photographs of everything and collected the evidence, I had the blood cleaned up so you don't have to worry about that." He said.

" Thanks, man." Vincent said. Northman turned his ice blue eyes on Gabriella.

" I never got to meet you but I followed your dad's case and I have worked hard on Ashley's. Why I'm glad we were able to close it and give Vincent some closure, I'm sorry it was at your family's expense." Vincent's fingers started to rub against hers.

" It's okay." Gabriella said softly. Northman reached into the upper pocket of his jacket. He pulled out a card and reached across the bed to hand it to her.

" Here is the card to someone we work with who helps victims families. If you ever want to talk, or feel the need to, give her a call." He said. Gabriella took the card and nodded.

" Thank you." She said. Northman nodded then looked back at Vincent.

" I hear they are getting ready to let you go. We will be in touch, maybe not tomorrow but within the next few days." He said.

" Thanks." Vincent said. With a brief wave, Northman walked out of the room.

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A few days later:

" Hey." Vincent said as he walked into their room. He leaned against the door frame, watching as Gabriella put their freshly washed clothes away.

" Hey." She said without looking up.

" I just got a call from Northman." Vincent said. He started walking towards their bed.

" Oh yeah? Am I still free?" Gabriella asked. Vincent smiled and sat down on their bed.

" Yeah, you are. They went into her apartment and saw all those picture she had of us. And, as it turns out, she is wanted in her country for stalking and harassment." Vincent kicked off his shoes then climbed higher up the bed.

" Why the hell does that not surprise me." Gabriella muttered, putting one of Vincent's shirts away. Vincent smiled and laid down. His hands went to his pants.

" So Northman said they are closing the case and no charges are being filled." He said.

" Great." She said.

" I'm thinking we should celebrate." He said.

" You want to go out to eat or something?" She asked without turning around.

" Oh I want to eat something." He said with a smirk. Gabriella turned around to see him grinning with his pants and boxers down around his ankles. He was kicking his legs to push them all the way off. Gabriella smiled.

" What is this?" She asked.

" Come on." He patted his chest. " Climb on. Let me have a taste of you then you can slide that hotness down me and ride us straight into heaven." Gabriella started to laugh but was walking towards the bed.

She took a hold of his pants and boxers and pulled them the rest of the way off his legs, dropping them to the ground. Vincent was all grins as she crawled onto the bed. She let her hands trail up his legs while she smiled up on him. She was moving as slowly as she could and his dick jumped with excitement. She dipped her head down and sucked his balls into her mouth.

" No, I'm supposed to taste you." He said. But his eyes were closed and his voice was breathless. When she started to lift her head again, she let his balls slip from her mouth, pulling a loud groan from him. He grabbed the blanket and pulled.

" So you want me to stop then?" She asked.

" Oh hell no..." He moaned out at the same time she ran the tip of her tongue up his length. "No...no...no." Her tongue swirled around his head before she took him completely into her mouth. His hands came to her hair. He thread his fingers through it and pulled it slightly. He lifted his head up and opened his eyes. When she his eyes his mouth fell open. " Fucking shit, Babe, that's so hot." She moved down him then slowing back up again. His head dropped down to the bed and he moaned out loud.

She stayed on him, licking against him and moving down then up him until Vincent thought he was going to explode. He grabbed her under her arms and yanked her up hard. He flipped them over, making her giggle. He grabbed her pants and started undoing them quickly. Vincent yanked them down then moved to her panties.

" I'm sorry, Babe. I return the favor tonight, I promise. I'm just too hard right now." He said, tossing her panties across the room. " I need you, right fucking now." He spread her legs, grabbed her hips and pulled her up onto his lap.

" It's okay." She whispered.

Her eyes were shut at the same time he moved inside her.

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Vincent was laying with his head against her chest and his eyes shut. They were covered in sweat and panting hard. Gabriella was running her hands through his hair. She had one hand at his forehead and the other at the base of his neck. They were gliding through his hair and meeting in the middle then coming back out again.

" I'm going to see Shane next Monday." Gabriella said. Vincent nestled his cheek into her chest and sighed.

" Do you want to come? I can't really work until these stitches come out." He said.

" Okay but I think I should see him alone. I'm sure you don't want to see him." She said.

" I don't but it's not about me, Gabriella. It's about you and if you need me there, I'm going." He said. Gabriella smiled.

" You know, you're kind of good for me." She said, making him laugh.

" You're kind of good for me too." He said.

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Vincent was leaning against his truck when she came out of the prison after her visit. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her head was down. He smiled and pushed away from the truck before he started towards her. When she looked up at him, he could tell she had been crying. He moved forward with his hands in his pockets. When they reached each other he wrapped her up into his arms and held her tight.

" You okay, Baby?" He whispered into her hair as he rubbed her back. She nodded and sighed, squeezing his waist.

" Let's just go home, please." She whispered.

" Are you coming back to see him?" Vincent asked.

" No. We said our goodbyes and it's done. He asked me not to come anymore. He cried, I cried and that was it." Gabriella said. " It's time to move forward." Vincent nodded and turned her. He kept his arm around her shoulders as they started towards the truck.

" With me. You need to move forward with me." He said, her head coming to chest against his chest.

" Yeah. That's the plan." She said.

The end!