Accidentally Wedded
Disclaimer: These characters are owned by CBS
and the CW network. I mean no infringement of any sort and am only using the
characters for personal enjoyment and for others to enjoy as
well!
DISCLAIMER: THIS FIC IS RATED M FOR LANGUAGE,
CONSENSUAL SEX, AND POSSIBLE REFERENCES TO VIOLENCE. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, SCRAM!
IT IS NOT MY JOB TO POLICE WHAT YOU ARE READING! IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ IT,
SCRAM! I WON'T TOLERATE BULLYING!
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Chapter 13
As soon as they walked in the door, Catherine was assaulted by her tall,
Latino partner.
"Kitty Cat!!!!!! Nice to see you finally arrived! And you brought Tall, Dark
and Studly with you!! Why the hell are you so late, anyways? Just had to get in
a quickie, didn't ya? Not that I blame ya, girlfriend. If I had him for a
husband, I'd fuck him every chance I could get, too!" she practically screeched.
Catherine's eyes widened, as Vincent stared at the whirlwind known as Tess
Vargas. His eyes showed confusion.
"We aren't......married, Tess. We're.....just roommates," Vincent stuttered
out. Catherine's gaze hit the floor, as her face turned red.
Tess slithered up to him. "You can drop the act, big guy. I know all about
it. Wifey here..." she said, thumbing her finger at Catherine, "Forgot to take
off her wedding ring when she came back to work. Being the awesome
detective I am, didn't take much to make her squeal like a pig. I mean, you two
have been circling each other for 6 years! You two had so much sexual tension
built up, I'm surprised you didn't spontaneously combust."
"I see...." Vincent said, staring at Catherine. If it was possible, her face
turned even redder. "So much for not telling anyone."
Catherine finally met his eyes. "It was an accident, okay? I just forgot to
take it off. At least it was Tess, and not my boss," Catherine said. Vincent
glanced across the room at said boss, Joe Bishop. Joe caught his look, and
waved. Vincent half smiled, and waved back.
"Besides, you two are perfect for each other, so it all worked out for the
best anyway, "Tess continued. Turning toward Catherine, she asked," Do these
earrings make me look too slutty?"
"Too slutty for what?" Catherine replied.
Tess shrugged. "Good point." Then, she grabbed Vincent's arm. "You don't mind
if I steal handsome here, do you?" she said to Catherine, as she began dragging
him with her. Catherine took a step toward them. Tess held up her hand. "Stay
there, Chandler. Hubby and I are gonna have a talk!"
Vincent stared at Catherine as he was dragged away. She shrugged, and headed
to the food table. Traitor!!
Tess pushed him into an empty interrogation room. "Sit!" she exclaimed,
pushing him into a chair. He could only stare in shock. Tess closed the door and
locked it. Turning around, she put her hands on her hips.
"Let's cut all the bullshit and lay it out on the table. You are in love with
my partner. You have been in love with her as long as I've known you. I
know you want to stay married to her, so why file for a divorce?"
Vincent sighed. Was he that fucking transparent? First JT, and now Tess.
Who was next? But....If he was that transparent, why hasn't Catherine seen it?
"I don't want a divorce. I never did. But....Catherine...." he
trailed off.
"Catherine what? Man, if you can't see how much that girl is in love with
you, you deserve a divorce."
Vincent shook his head. "She's not in love with me, Tess. She would have said
something by now."
Tess looked at him like he had suddenly sprouted fangs and claws and roared
at her. "You're fucking kidding me, right? Have you told her how
you feel? Or, do you think she is a mind reader?"
Vincent shoved his hands in his hair. He gave a disgusted sigh. "Fuck, Tess!
Yes! I am in love with Catherine. I have been since the first second I laid eyes
on her 6 years ago. Yes! I did tell her how I feel about her. But, she
can't remember. What the fuck am I suppose to tell her? Hey! Remember the
night we got so fucking drunk we wound up married? You don't happen to remember
me telling you I'm in love with you, do you?" he said, scoffing.
"It's a start," Tess told him. He glared at her.
"She can't remember that night. I can! At least, most of it
I've remembered."
"Why is that, Keller? Why can you remember, but not Cat?"
"Fuck if I know. We were drinking tequila straight out of the bottle at one
point. We each had a shot glass, but we never left our drinks unattended....."
he trailed off, something clicking in his brain. "FUCK!" he yelled. "The
asshole!"
Tess quirked an eyebrow. "You lost me, big guy. What asshole?"
"The fucker who hit on Catherine that night. He must have slipped something
into her drink, thinking he could get her to leave with him. How the fuck could
I have missed that? It has to be why she can't remember. Maybe he gave her
Ecstasy, or a date rape drug. Fuck!" he started to get up, but Tess pushed him
back.
"Slow down! You don't know for sure that's what happened."
"It makes the most sense. Those drugs are made so you don't remember what
happened to you. I was only drunk. That's probably why my recall is better."
"Be that as it may, we are getting off track. You said you've remembered
most of that night. Have you told Catherine?"
Vincent had the grace to blush. "No. I've.....kept a lot from her." He looked
up at Tess. "I asked her to marry me because I was jealous. That jackass was
flirting with her, and I saw red. She's mine!"
Tess bit her lip to keep from laughing. "Bit possessive there, aren't we big
guy?"
Vincent looked Tess dead in the eye. "When it comes to my
wife........always!"
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Catherine heaved a sigh of relief when Tess and Vincent both emerged in one
piece. Tess blew her a kiss as she headed toward Joe. Vincent walked up to
Catherine and put his arm around her shoulder. He shook his head. "What?" she
asked him, a smile creasing her face.
"Be glad she didn't have her gun on her. I'd probably be bleeding out on the
floor if she had," he told her. Catherine gasped. "Kidding! I'm kidding! Relax
love," he added quickly. "She just read me the riot act. Take care of my
girl. Don't hurt her. That kind of thing." He squeezed her shoulder.
Catherine sighed. "I'm sorry."
"For what, sweetheart?" Vincent asked, confused. Catherine gestured toward
Tess. Vincent chuckled. "Ah, it's alright. I'm glad she is for us,
though.....instead of against us."
Catherine giggled. "As long as you stay on her good side, you'll be
fine."
Vincent growled, and pulled her closer. "I'd rather be on your good
side. Or rather," he said, leaning down to whisper in her ear," in you. How
about that quickie she accused us of?"
Catherine glanced around the room, before pulling Vincent toward the locker
rooms. Once they were inside, she locked the door quickly. Without turning
around, she said, "How fast can you get your clothes off?" Seconds later, she
gasped when Vincent spun her around. She looked down and giggled. He was already
naked.
He lifted her up against the wall, and pushed her dress upward. He pushed
aside her panties, and thrust a finger in. Catherine grasped his shoulders,
bucking against his finger. She moaned out his name. She gasped as he thrust his
length into her, digging her fingernails into his shoulders. His hands grasped
her ass, holding her in place.
"Harder, baby! Fuck me harder..." Catherine gasped out. Vincent picked up his
pace, slamming her against the wall. Her legs tightened around his waist.
"Coming.....fuck.......I'm coming!" she moaned.
Vincent thrust one more time, grunting as he emptied himself into her. Her
walls tightened and she gasped for air. Vincent placed his forehead against
hers, as they came down from their high.
He kissed her gently. Looking in her eyes, he swore he could see eternity.
His breathing sped up. I love you, Catherine.
Someday, he would tell her.
Someday.....
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Disclaimer: These characters are owned by CBS
and the CW network. I mean no infringement of any sort and am only using the
characters for personal enjoyment and for others to enjoy as
well!
DISCLAIMER: THIS FIC IS RATED M FOR LANGUAGE,
CONSENSUAL SEX, AND POSSIBLE REFERENCES TO VIOLENCE. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, SCRAM!
IT IS NOT MY JOB TO POLICE WHAT YOU ARE READING! IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ IT,
SCRAM! I WON'T TOLERATE BULLYING!
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Chapter 13
As soon as they walked in the door, Catherine was assaulted by her tall,
Latino partner.
"Kitty Cat!!!!!! Nice to see you finally arrived! And you brought Tall, Dark
and Studly with you!! Why the hell are you so late, anyways? Just had to get in
a quickie, didn't ya? Not that I blame ya, girlfriend. If I had him for a
husband, I'd fuck him every chance I could get, too!" she practically screeched.
Catherine's eyes widened, as Vincent stared at the whirlwind known as Tess
Vargas. His eyes showed confusion.
"We aren't......married, Tess. We're.....just roommates," Vincent stuttered
out. Catherine's gaze hit the floor, as her face turned red.
Tess slithered up to him. "You can drop the act, big guy. I know all about
it. Wifey here..." she said, thumbing her finger at Catherine, "Forgot to take
off her wedding ring when she came back to work. Being the awesome
detective I am, didn't take much to make her squeal like a pig. I mean, you two
have been circling each other for 6 years! You two had so much sexual tension
built up, I'm surprised you didn't spontaneously combust."
"I see...." Vincent said, staring at Catherine. If it was possible, her face
turned even redder. "So much for not telling anyone."
Catherine finally met his eyes. "It was an accident, okay? I just forgot to
take it off. At least it was Tess, and not my boss," Catherine said. Vincent
glanced across the room at said boss, Joe Bishop. Joe caught his look, and
waved. Vincent half smiled, and waved back.
"Besides, you two are perfect for each other, so it all worked out for the
best anyway, "Tess continued. Turning toward Catherine, she asked," Do these
earrings make me look too slutty?"
"Too slutty for what?" Catherine replied.
Tess shrugged. "Good point." Then, she grabbed Vincent's arm. "You don't mind
if I steal handsome here, do you?" she said to Catherine, as she began dragging
him with her. Catherine took a step toward them. Tess held up her hand. "Stay
there, Chandler. Hubby and I are gonna have a talk!"
Vincent stared at Catherine as he was dragged away. She shrugged, and headed
to the food table. Traitor!!
Tess pushed him into an empty interrogation room. "Sit!" she exclaimed,
pushing him into a chair. He could only stare in shock. Tess closed the door and
locked it. Turning around, she put her hands on her hips.
"Let's cut all the bullshit and lay it out on the table. You are in love with
my partner. You have been in love with her as long as I've known you. I
know you want to stay married to her, so why file for a divorce?"
Vincent sighed. Was he that fucking transparent? First JT, and now Tess.
Who was next? But....If he was that transparent, why hasn't Catherine seen it?
"I don't want a divorce. I never did. But....Catherine...." he
trailed off.
"Catherine what? Man, if you can't see how much that girl is in love with
you, you deserve a divorce."
Vincent shook his head. "She's not in love with me, Tess. She would have said
something by now."
Tess looked at him like he had suddenly sprouted fangs and claws and roared
at her. "You're fucking kidding me, right? Have you told her how
you feel? Or, do you think she is a mind reader?"
Vincent shoved his hands in his hair. He gave a disgusted sigh. "Fuck, Tess!
Yes! I am in love with Catherine. I have been since the first second I laid eyes
on her 6 years ago. Yes! I did tell her how I feel about her. But, she
can't remember. What the fuck am I suppose to tell her? Hey! Remember the
night we got so fucking drunk we wound up married? You don't happen to remember
me telling you I'm in love with you, do you?" he said, scoffing.
"It's a start," Tess told him. He glared at her.
"She can't remember that night. I can! At least, most of it
I've remembered."
"Why is that, Keller? Why can you remember, but not Cat?"
"Fuck if I know. We were drinking tequila straight out of the bottle at one
point. We each had a shot glass, but we never left our drinks unattended....."
he trailed off, something clicking in his brain. "FUCK!" he yelled. "The
asshole!"
Tess quirked an eyebrow. "You lost me, big guy. What asshole?"
"The fucker who hit on Catherine that night. He must have slipped something
into her drink, thinking he could get her to leave with him. How the fuck could
I have missed that? It has to be why she can't remember. Maybe he gave her
Ecstasy, or a date rape drug. Fuck!" he started to get up, but Tess pushed him
back.
"Slow down! You don't know for sure that's what happened."
"It makes the most sense. Those drugs are made so you don't remember what
happened to you. I was only drunk. That's probably why my recall is better."
"Be that as it may, we are getting off track. You said you've remembered
most of that night. Have you told Catherine?"
Vincent had the grace to blush. "No. I've.....kept a lot from her." He looked
up at Tess. "I asked her to marry me because I was jealous. That jackass was
flirting with her, and I saw red. She's mine!"
Tess bit her lip to keep from laughing. "Bit possessive there, aren't we big
guy?"
Vincent looked Tess dead in the eye. "When it comes to my
wife........always!"
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Catherine heaved a sigh of relief when Tess and Vincent both emerged in one
piece. Tess blew her a kiss as she headed toward Joe. Vincent walked up to
Catherine and put his arm around her shoulder. He shook his head. "What?" she
asked him, a smile creasing her face.
"Be glad she didn't have her gun on her. I'd probably be bleeding out on the
floor if she had," he told her. Catherine gasped. "Kidding! I'm kidding! Relax
love," he added quickly. "She just read me the riot act. Take care of my
girl. Don't hurt her. That kind of thing." He squeezed her shoulder.
Catherine sighed. "I'm sorry."
"For what, sweetheart?" Vincent asked, confused. Catherine gestured toward
Tess. Vincent chuckled. "Ah, it's alright. I'm glad she is for us,
though.....instead of against us."
Catherine giggled. "As long as you stay on her good side, you'll be
fine."
Vincent growled, and pulled her closer. "I'd rather be on your good
side. Or rather," he said, leaning down to whisper in her ear," in you. How
about that quickie she accused us of?"
Catherine glanced around the room, before pulling Vincent toward the locker
rooms. Once they were inside, she locked the door quickly. Without turning
around, she said, "How fast can you get your clothes off?" Seconds later, she
gasped when Vincent spun her around. She looked down and giggled. He was already
naked.
He lifted her up against the wall, and pushed her dress upward. He pushed
aside her panties, and thrust a finger in. Catherine grasped his shoulders,
bucking against his finger. She moaned out his name. She gasped as he thrust his
length into her, digging her fingernails into his shoulders. His hands grasped
her ass, holding her in place.
"Harder, baby! Fuck me harder..." Catherine gasped out. Vincent picked up his
pace, slamming her against the wall. Her legs tightened around his waist.
"Coming.....fuck.......I'm coming!" she moaned.
Vincent thrust one more time, grunting as he emptied himself into her. Her
walls tightened and she gasped for air. Vincent placed his forehead against
hers, as they came down from their high.
He kissed her gently. Looking in her eyes, he swore he could see eternity.
His breathing sped up. I love you, Catherine.
Someday, he would tell her.
Someday.....
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