DISCLAMER, i do not own Beauty and the Beast of course, this is just a work of fiction based on the characters and the show.

A/N : Vincent had a bad dream, he told Cat about it when he woke up but ... Apparently this was not a dream ...

"It wasn't a dream ..." Catherine said.

Vincent was not sure he had understood. His dream was not very clear, but if it had happened, how did he get the blood on him ? He also wondered if he had hurt Catherine.

Turning around to look back at him she noticed the fear and the pain on his face, so she quickly walked back to the bed and sat as close to him as she could. She hugged him tightly, but he did not respond to it. He even pushed her away.

"What happened ? If it wasn't a dream … what did I do ?"

Catherine could see the guilt eating him, slowly his face was showing the signs. She had no idea how to tell him about the events of the night.

Grabbing both his hands she raised them to her lips to kiss them lightly.

"Vincent ..."

"Tell me" he interrupted her with a cold voice sending chills down her spin.

"Alright" Where could she start ? She took a deep breath and looked down at their hands entwined.

"I was home and ... I got called on a crime scene and ... There were five dead guys, I don't know who I left immediately. I recognized the claws marks and I came straight here to check on you."

"And I was still in beast form"

That wasn't a question. In his dream he had remain beast all along, he remembered. Catherine simply nodded.

The warehouse felt cold all of a sudden, the silence was deafening and Vincent was looking down, in shame.

"Did I hurt you ?" he asked looking back up at her.

She shook her head. "No, no you didn't". Her hands were stroking his arms, hoping to comfort him. She hated to see him like that, she could see in his eyes how much he despised himself.

"Then ... What happened ? ... When you were here I mean."

It was hard for Vincent to look at her, he knew she worried about him and that only made him feel even more guilty.

"You looked scared, you were confused. I think you wanted to change back but you couldn't and ... You had blood all over you.

When I tried to get closer you didn't like it much ... You pushed me away and you ran at the other end of the room."

Her heart was beating faster as her story was going on, and Vincent could hear every change of rhythm, even though she tried her best to control it.

"I didn't give up though"

She waited for him to react but he just kept his head hung low.

"You pushed me on the bed at some point, but ... You ran from me. I don't know why. And ... I came back to you. I hugged you, but you did not respond to my embrace.

After a little while you started to calm down, but you were still not ... Well you remained in a beast form.

Since you still had you bloody clothes on you I helped you get out of them. You kinda just watched me, you didn't say anything or pushed me away. I lead you to the shower and opened the water. You stayed under there almost half an hour. I'm not sure if you really moved, you just ..."

Vincent's lack of reaction sent her back to the events of the night, when the beast was just letting her do and remained motionless, cold.

"I helped you dress and then I managed to make you go to bed. It took you a while, but you fell asleep. And I fell asleep a bit too.

When I woke up you had changed back"

She sighed. "Vincent I'm sorry"

"Don't be ... I'm the one that should ..." He stood and went to the sink to splash his face with cold water. Catherine followed him and put her hand on his shoulder but he moved away.

"You should be at work, shouldn't you ?"

"It's more important for me to be here. With you."

"With the murderer you're supposed to arrest ?" he asked sarcastically in a dark voice.

"No" Catherine's tone was dry all of a sudden. "With the man I love. I want to help you but I can't if you're not letting me"

"I don't deserve your help" Vincent muttered sadly, "especially not after what I did tonight"

"Come here" she whispered taking him in her arms. Then she said in his ear : "We will find a solution, together."

He hugged her tighter, not saying a word; he was speechless. Catherine never ceased to amaze him, her love was unconditional and she was always ready to help him, even when the situation was desperate. And more importantly she always managed to see the good in him, even when he could not anymore.

"You're not alone Vincent" she kept whispering words of encouragement to his ears.

"I remember you stroking my hair until I fell asleep" he said as his chin was resting on the top of her head.

"Yeah, I did that" she said against his chest. The corner of her lips rose and he felt it, on his chest but also by the change in her heartbeat.

"I dreamt it ..." he precised.

Catherine broke the embrace and took his face in her hands. Vincent rested his hands on her hips.

"You're not a monster" she said as if she had heard his thoughts. Gently she tilted his head up so he would at her. In her eyes he could see his reflection, but this time he did not see a beast, he saw a man.

A/N : So that's it, this story is over ... What do you think ? Please DO TELL ME.

I'm still new at this whole writing thing, and I need your comments to get better, so please tell me what you liked and what you disliked. (if you do i'll bake you cookies lol)