Authors Note:So I tried to do this as close to the episode as I possibly could with the dialogue and motions until after the 'don't ruin it' part. I've became very interested in the pairing of Queen Catherine and King Henry, even done a lot of research on them in real life but that won't be included in the story. This is going to I wish but I don' a multi-chapter story. Well I'm just going to get on with it. Sorry for any errors. Also school for me is almost over so I'll be able to write more and finish this.

Disclaimer: I wish but nope.

The king and queen of France walked down the corridor side by side, feeling successful in getting away with the murder of the duchess. Both of them had satisfied smirks written on their faces. Henry glanced over to look at Catherine, his grin grew by just looking at her. Catherine as beautiful as the day he met her still petite with blue eyes shining and sleek strawberry blonde hair but in other ways her beauty had molded. Catherine held herself so much higher than she did when she was at the young age of fourteen, she now had a fire fueled by protecting their children and herself so she would never let anyone else hurt her again. Even though she would never tell him of her imprisonment when she was young Henry knew, he was a king after all and, the information was not that hard to come by. Henry has never liked women that who had a self worth and independent character and that said no but Catherine de Medici was different and he has dreamed of her ever since they last kissed. Even though she probably only did it to find the proof that Diane and Bash were pagans. Still that didn't matter he could forget all of it, in fact he almost already had, maybe except for the Richard part that would sting until the day he died. He realized after their recent increasing interactions, all he wanted was her. Catherine was the woman he wanted to share his bed with, his life with and he realized that now. It was just a matter in getting there for they both had no trust in the other for a long time. They turned a corner to the hall that led to the throne room. Henry was the first to break the comfortable silence between them.

"I've forgotten what it's like to work with you instead of against you, " Henry said with a content honesty. Catherine sighed. When he talks his voice is like smooth, warm honey and still to this day pulls longingly at her heart.

"Your very charming, when your not trying to kill me, " Catherine said playfully. She enjoys being able to talk to him like this, it is better than snapping at each other all the time.

"I mean it, " Henry said completely serious changing to mood completely. He knows that this is a chance to prove himself to her that he still loves Catherine, "There is no one like you. Your a galleon at full sail, all guns blazing."

Catherine smiled fully at the compliment and says, " Higher the waves, I remember." She was able to sense his serious mood and Catherine wondered why it had suddenly appeared from such a light conversation so she said it to try and calm the conversation back to where it was previously. Before they went into the throne room Henry blocked her off by stepping in front of her path.

"I mean it, you make other women tame," Henry said looking into her eyes trying to connect with her to make her understand and, in that moment Catherine realized where this was going and she felt happy and horrified all in the same sweet moment, for she loved Henry no matter how much they both denied it to the world, to each other, and even themselves. They love each other, but Catherine knows how dangerous it would be for her heart to reopen itself for him. She could still feel a small ache from the first time that Henry brought Diane to the French court a few years into their marriage. Catherine knows she can't do that again. That it is too dangerous to risk being hurt, especially by him. She knows that she can't be with Henry romantically if he is with others as well and, Catherine doesn't think that he would be able to give up any of his mistresses for her, especially Diane. If she let herself love him she couldn't take the betrayal. It would be better for both of them to spare each other the pain of losing the love they have left for each other. Thinking of all this made her smile faded as he said, "Stay with me."

Catherine heard the words but she froze. Henry felt so exposed to her, to the possibility of having his heart broken by the only women he has only ever loved completely and fully through everything they have been through. He thought he loved Diane at a time but there is no Diane, she is whatever Henry wanted her to be and he found that out long ago. Henry could see Catherine frozen in front of him and even though she tried so hard to hide it he could see her fear. The look reminded him of their wedding night only then she shook, he still doesn't know whether it was because she was a virgin or because she was not. She never let him know enough to understand anything about her. So seeing that face again he attempted to do what he did on their wedding night, Henry leaned in about to kiss her but he felt a small hand on his chest barely pushing back but, pushing back none the less.

"Henry, " Catherine said her head happy that she protected herself but her heart stung and told her to let him continue, let him kiss her. Catherine's voice was shaky and unsure as she spoke as she knew it would be. "Don't ruin it," she was barely able to get the words out, it was all she could say without giving into him. She wished she could take his face in her hand and pull his lips into hers so that she could feel his soft lips on hers again but, her head overpowered her. She walked past him both their hearts aching. Her walk was slow almost faltering at first wanting him to follow her. Catherine could feel her cheeks getting hot, her body betraying her true feelings that had just rose to the surface.

Henry paused as she walked past he was frozen just as she was seconds ago but he knew he couldn't let Catherine get away from him yet again. He turned around and swiftly walked into the room it barely even registering to him that they was in front of everyone; guards, servants, Mary and her ladies were standing in one of the corners, Francis and Sebastian in another and they all turned to them for they were the king and queen. Yet he didn't care he walked quickly and reached for Catherine's hand when he caught up to her. With a gentle swift tug Henry spun her around to face him. They got one glance at each others eyes, one consumed with desire and another with surprise, before Henry pulled Catherine's lips to meet with a tender kiss. As Catherine had said many times before Henry did not like to be told no.

TBC