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 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 17
"Well look at what the Cat dragged in!" Tess exclaimed when
Catherine came back to work a few days later.
Catherine rolled her eyes. "Ha ha..." she said good naturedly. Tess looked
her up and down. Then, she grinned. Catherine raised a brow. "What?"
"You have a SEX glow! Really, Catherine? On your deathbed?"
Catherine gaped at her. "I was not on my deathbed!" she hissed.
"And secondly..."
"I didn't hear a "firstly," Tess interrupted, grinning.
"Secondly.....I am married. Sex is allowed!"
"Well, well, well.....so you're finally admitting that you are, in
fact married? Cause, I got to say, I never understood why you wanted to keep it
a secret in the first damn place?" Tess said, leaning back in her chair.
Catherine sighed. "I was...protecting myself. I didn't need the ridicule of
people knowing I got drunk and married my roommate."
"Your exceptionally hot roommate, whom you also happen to be totally
and madly in love with," Tess said matter of factly. Catherine frowned.
"So? Not like he feels the same..."
Tess nearly fell out of her chair. Was she freaking serious!!?? "Are
you blind??? What the hell makes you think he doesn't?" she demanded.
"For one, he's never said it," Catherine said, although her mind trailed back
to that night a few months ago......"I love you"......Could he have actually
said it then?
Tess stared at Catherine. It's official. These two are the biggest
blockheads on the freaking planet!! "Well, maybe he hasn't said
it, but I know for a fact, he has shown it!"
"How?" Catherine asked. Tess looked Heavenward. Give me
strength!
"Um.....let's see," Tess said, raising her fingers. "He married you. You have
sex. You share a room. You have sex. He got jealous over Evan. You two have sex.
Are you sensing a pattern here?"
"So? Married couples have sex all the time. Not a big newsflash," Catherine
told her.
"True. But are those couples filing for a divorce? And, besides that, the man
is so freaking hot for you, I'm amazed he hasn't caught on fire yet!" Tess
countered.
"That still doesn't mean he loves me," Catherine said, looking down.
"When you were dancing with Evan, at the Christmas party, I really thought
ol' Vinnie was gonna chuck a table at him. The man looked like he was ready to
pounce."
"He told me was a jealous ass," Catherine told her, giggling.
"A man doesn't get jealous unless he feels something, Cat. Even you know
that," Tess told her softly.
"Yeah.....I know......" Catherine whispered. "I know....."
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A few weeks later, Vincent was walking down a hallway at the Hospital, when
he spied a familiar figure walking a short distance away from him. He smiled and
yelled, "Hey, Catherine!"
She spun around, her eyes wide. She relaxed when she realized it was Vincent.
She stopped and waited for him to catch up to her. When he reached her, he
leaned down, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. "Hey, beautiful! What are you
doing here?" he asked with a smile.
She smiled up at him. "I....uh....wanted to see if you were free for lunch?
I'm sorry. I probably should have called first," she said, taking in the
paperwork in his hands.
"Sweetheart, you can come see me anytime. And, as a matter of fact, I was
just getting ready to head to the cafeteria. So...shall we?" he asked, holding
out his elbow. She placed her hand there, and they made their way toward the
cafeteria.
After they got their food, they sat at one of the tables. Vincent leaned back
in the chair, watching Catherine as she started eating. She munched silently for
a few minutes, looking up self consciously when she realized Vincent was staring
at her. "What?" she asked, her face turning pink. Vincent chuckled.
"Nothing sweetheart. I'm just glad you are feeling better. And, I'm glad you
came to see me. I've been wanting to talk to you about something."
Catherine stopped crunching on her food, her brow raised. "What about?" she
asked.
"Have you guys caught that perp yet? The guy doing all those robberies?"
Catherine shook her head. "No. And Joe is getting more and more frustrated.
It's like the guy is playing with us, trying to trick us into dropping our
guard."
"How many places has he broke into?"
"Including the one a couple days ago, 32. This guy is elusive. Somehow, he is
always one step ahead of us. It's like he is a ghost."
Vincent sighed. "Catherine, I want you to be careful. This guy is getting
more daring with each robbery. If something were to happen to you...." he broke
off.
Catherine grasped his hand. "I'm always careful. Tess and I watch each
other's backs. And besides, I'm not going to put myself in any unnecessary
danger."
He picked up her hand, and kissed her knuckles. "I hope not, sweetheart. I
really, really hope not."
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When Catherine got home that afternoon, she collapsed on the couch. Dozens of
things were racing through her head. She replayed the conversation with Vincent
in her head. He definitely had a right to be concerned about her. Catherine
smiled to herself. Maybe he is in love, like Tess said.
She turned her head, looking at her old bedroom door. An idea struck her, and
she giggled to herself.
It was time to redecorate........
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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 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 17
"Well look at what the Cat dragged in!" Tess exclaimed when
Catherine came back to work a few days later.
Catherine rolled her eyes. "Ha ha..." she said good naturedly. Tess looked
her up and down. Then, she grinned. Catherine raised a brow. "What?"
"You have a SEX glow! Really, Catherine? On your deathbed?"
Catherine gaped at her. "I was not on my deathbed!" she hissed.
"And secondly..."
"I didn't hear a "firstly," Tess interrupted, grinning.
"Secondly.....I am married. Sex is allowed!"
"Well, well, well.....so you're finally admitting that you are, in
fact married? Cause, I got to say, I never understood why you wanted to keep it
a secret in the first damn place?" Tess said, leaning back in her chair.
Catherine sighed. "I was...protecting myself. I didn't need the ridicule of
people knowing I got drunk and married my roommate."
"Your exceptionally hot roommate, whom you also happen to be totally
and madly in love with," Tess said matter of factly. Catherine frowned.
"So? Not like he feels the same..."
Tess nearly fell out of her chair. Was she freaking serious!!?? "Are
you blind??? What the hell makes you think he doesn't?" she demanded.
"For one, he's never said it," Catherine said, although her mind trailed back
to that night a few months ago......"I love you"......Could he have actually
said it then?
Tess stared at Catherine. It's official. These two are the biggest
blockheads on the freaking planet!! "Well, maybe he hasn't said
it, but I know for a fact, he has shown it!"
"How?" Catherine asked. Tess looked Heavenward. Give me
strength!
"Um.....let's see," Tess said, raising her fingers. "He married you. You have
sex. You share a room. You have sex. He got jealous over Evan. You two have sex.
Are you sensing a pattern here?"
"So? Married couples have sex all the time. Not a big newsflash," Catherine
told her.
"True. But are those couples filing for a divorce? And, besides that, the man
is so freaking hot for you, I'm amazed he hasn't caught on fire yet!" Tess
countered.
"That still doesn't mean he loves me," Catherine said, looking down.
"When you were dancing with Evan, at the Christmas party, I really thought
ol' Vinnie was gonna chuck a table at him. The man looked like he was ready to
pounce."
"He told me was a jealous ass," Catherine told her, giggling.
"A man doesn't get jealous unless he feels something, Cat. Even you know
that," Tess told her softly.
"Yeah.....I know......" Catherine whispered. "I know....."
#--------
A few weeks later, Vincent was walking down a hallway at the Hospital, when
he spied a familiar figure walking a short distance away from him. He smiled and
yelled, "Hey, Catherine!"
She spun around, her eyes wide. She relaxed when she realized it was Vincent.
She stopped and waited for him to catch up to her. When he reached her, he
leaned down, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. "Hey, beautiful! What are you
doing here?" he asked with a smile.
She smiled up at him. "I....uh....wanted to see if you were free for lunch?
I'm sorry. I probably should have called first," she said, taking in the
paperwork in his hands.
"Sweetheart, you can come see me anytime. And, as a matter of fact, I was
just getting ready to head to the cafeteria. So...shall we?" he asked, holding
out his elbow. She placed her hand there, and they made their way toward the
cafeteria.
After they got their food, they sat at one of the tables. Vincent leaned back
in the chair, watching Catherine as she started eating. She munched silently for
a few minutes, looking up self consciously when she realized Vincent was staring
at her. "What?" she asked, her face turning pink. Vincent chuckled.
"Nothing sweetheart. I'm just glad you are feeling better. And, I'm glad you
came to see me. I've been wanting to talk to you about something."
Catherine stopped crunching on her food, her brow raised. "What about?" she
asked.
"Have you guys caught that perp yet? The guy doing all those robberies?"
Catherine shook her head. "No. And Joe is getting more and more frustrated.
It's like the guy is playing with us, trying to trick us into dropping our
guard."
"How many places has he broke into?"
"Including the one a couple days ago, 32. This guy is elusive. Somehow, he is
always one step ahead of us. It's like he is a ghost."
Vincent sighed. "Catherine, I want you to be careful. This guy is getting
more daring with each robbery. If something were to happen to you...." he broke
off.
Catherine grasped his hand. "I'm always careful. Tess and I watch each
other's backs. And besides, I'm not going to put myself in any unnecessary
danger."
He picked up her hand, and kissed her knuckles. "I hope not, sweetheart. I
really, really hope not."
#------
When Catherine got home that afternoon, she collapsed on the couch. Dozens of
things were racing through her head. She replayed the conversation with Vincent
in her head. He definitely had a right to be concerned about her. Catherine
smiled to herself. Maybe he is in love, like Tess said.
She turned her head, looking at her old bedroom door. An idea struck her, and
she giggled to herself.
It was time to redecorate........
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