The Camp Out
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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!
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Chapter 4
Catherine stared at Vincent. He held his head in his hands, his face covered
by his large fingers. Catherine reached forward, and gently pulled his fingers
down. He glanced up at her, his brown eyes sorrowful. Catherine blinked rapidly,
before sighing.
"Whatever it is, I won't think differently of you, I promise. What is it,
Vincent? What are you so afraid to tell me?" Catherine asked gently.
Vincent pondered on her statement. He wanted to tell her everything, to keep
no secrets from her. But this....
This would surely send her running away from him.....
And, he couldn't handle that if she did.
Catherine watched the struggle on his face. He wanted to tell her, she was
sure of it. But, something held him back. She reached forward, and cupped his
cheek gently. He sighed and closed his eyes. Catherine stroked his cheek, her
touch sending a shiver through Vincent's body. He nuzzled into her touch, and
shuddered. When he opened his eyes again, they glowed yellow.
"Catherine....." he whispered. "You don't know the effect you have on me. How
much your touch.....means to me..."
Catherine smiled gently, and scooted closer to him. Soon, her other hand was
cupping his other cheek. He inhaled her sweet scent, her proximity reeking havoc
within him. Unconsciously, he leaned closer, wanting.......needing......
Catherine saw him leaning in. She leaned in as well, and sighed as their lips
brushed together. Their breaths mingled together, and they both shuddered.
Reluctantly, Vincent pulled away. He leaned his forehead against hers.
"Catherine.....I can't have the kind of relationship I want to have with you. I
can't....give you what you deserve."
"Vincent.......it's for me to decide what I deserve. It's my choice.
You....you are my choice. You are the one I am here with. I just want you. In
whatever capacity I can have you."
Vincent's eyes softened, turning brown again. "I......Catherine......I have
feelings for you. Strong feelings. Things I've never felt with anyone
else, I feel with you. And.....it scares me."
"Why, Vincent? Why does it scare you?" Catherine asked, her voice slightly
above a whisper.
"Because......I always have to watch myself around you. One wrong move, and I
could snap your neck without even trying. I know that sounds morbid, but I never
want to hurt you. You mean.....so much to me. I would never forgive
myself if I ever hurt you."
"Vincent, you could never hurt me. I know you. I know the man that you
are inside. I know you....."
Vincent scoffed. "The man inside? No, Catherine. There is no man
inside me......only a monster."
"I don't believe that. I never have. You are not a monster. You are a
good and kind and caring man. You do what you can to save and protect people.
Even when you are.....less that human, you still protect the innocent."
Vincent swallowed hard. "I hurt them though, too...."
"Vincent....tell me! What is on your mind?"
Vincent shuddered and took a deep breath. "Before we....met again......there
was another woman...."
Of all the things he could have told her, that was not one of the things she
had thought about. As far as she knew, he had been a virtual recluse. A
woman......
He watched the play of emotions on her face. He waited with baited breath,
wondering when she would turn tail and run.
"What happened?" she asked quietly, so quietly he almost didn't hear her.
"It was....a mistake. A terrible mistake," he told her. She nodded, motioning
for him to continue. "It was a couple years ago. I was out walking one night,
and I came across this woman that was being assaulted. I grabbed the guy and
tossed him away from her. I tried to get away as fast as possible, but she
begged me to stay. I don't know why, but I did."
"She asked me to walk her back to her place, and I did. Once we got there, I
told her I was a doctor, and she let me clean her up. We talked for awhile and
she gave me her number. I bid her good night, and walked out the door. I swore
to myself I wouldn't call her..."
"Obviously, you did...." Catherine interjected. Vincent nodded, his head
dropping in shame.
"I was so.....lonely. I didn't have anyone else to talk to besides JT, and I
guess she saw that. We started meeting more often, and after awhile she started
hinting that she wouldn't mind.....sleeping with me."
Catherine inhaled sharply. Vincent raised his head, and saw her face flush.
He swallowed and continued. "I hadn't been with anyone since before Afghanistan.
I didn't have as much control then."
"What happened?"
"I.....started to transform. I couldn't stop it. Before I realized it,
my.....claws were digging into her flesh, and she was struggling against me. I
only held on tighter."
"Did you kill her?" Catherine asked, causing Vincent to shake his head.
"No. But only because she got away. I don't know how, but she managed
to get away from me. After that.....I never allowed myself to get close to
another woman."
"Until me....." Catherine whispered.
Vincent nodded. "Until you...."
"You've never hurt me, Vincent. Even when you are fully beasted out, you have
never hurt me. You've always protected me. Since that first night in the
woods, you have always taken care of me, protecting me from harm."
"That is what I am trying to do now.....protect you from harm."
Catherine stood up, and Vincent sighed, thinking that this was the moment
when she would walk out. However, he was in for a shock, because the next thing
he knew, Catherine was sitting in his lap, her legs on either side of his hips.
He stared at her, and his breathing picked up.
Catherine leaned in, and just before their lips touched, she said, "I trust
you, Vincent."
With a groan, Vincent pulled her forward that last centimeter, his tongue
thrusting into her mouth. She moaned into his mouth, and Vincent grasped her
hips, pulling her against his suddenly raging erection. Catherine ground against
him, and Vincent groaned.
Catherine reached between them, and started lifting his shirt. He broke the
kiss, panting hard. "Catherine...wait...."
"Whoever that girl was, she wasn't me. I know you won't hurt me. I trust you.
I'm.....falling in love with you, Vincent."
Vincent shuddered at her words. How long had he waited to hear her say that?
"Catherine......I am so in love with you. You don't know how long I've wanted
to tell you that. But, I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't, Vincent. You won't....."
Vincent shuddered again, and allowed her to pull his shirt over his head. His
hands reached out, and gently unbuttoned her blouse, pulling it from her body.
He looked down at her, and sighed. "You are perfect...."
Catherine reached out, running her hands over his chest and abs. "So are
you...."
"Catherine......if I.....start to hurt you, I want you to run away. Get as
far away from me as possible," Vincent pleaded. Catherine smiled, and shook her
head.
"You won't, Vincent. We don't have to do anything. We can just....explore
each other, if you want."
Vincent stood up suddenly, and Catherine wrapped her arms and legs around
him. He walked into the bedroom, and gently laid her down. He followed her down,
and settled against her. Just before he captured her lips again, he said, "I
like that idea."
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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!
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 4
Catherine stared at Vincent. He held his head in his hands, his face covered
by his large fingers. Catherine reached forward, and gently pulled his fingers
down. He glanced up at her, his brown eyes sorrowful. Catherine blinked rapidly,
before sighing.
"Whatever it is, I won't think differently of you, I promise. What is it,
Vincent? What are you so afraid to tell me?" Catherine asked gently.
Vincent pondered on her statement. He wanted to tell her everything, to keep
no secrets from her. But this....
This would surely send her running away from him.....
And, he couldn't handle that if she did.
Catherine watched the struggle on his face. He wanted to tell her, she was
sure of it. But, something held him back. She reached forward, and cupped his
cheek gently. He sighed and closed his eyes. Catherine stroked his cheek, her
touch sending a shiver through Vincent's body. He nuzzled into her touch, and
shuddered. When he opened his eyes again, they glowed yellow.
"Catherine....." he whispered. "You don't know the effect you have on me. How
much your touch.....means to me..."
Catherine smiled gently, and scooted closer to him. Soon, her other hand was
cupping his other cheek. He inhaled her sweet scent, her proximity reeking havoc
within him. Unconsciously, he leaned closer, wanting.......needing......
Catherine saw him leaning in. She leaned in as well, and sighed as their lips
brushed together. Their breaths mingled together, and they both shuddered.
Reluctantly, Vincent pulled away. He leaned his forehead against hers.
"Catherine.....I can't have the kind of relationship I want to have with you. I
can't....give you what you deserve."
"Vincent.......it's for me to decide what I deserve. It's my choice.
You....you are my choice. You are the one I am here with. I just want you. In
whatever capacity I can have you."
Vincent's eyes softened, turning brown again. "I......Catherine......I have
feelings for you. Strong feelings. Things I've never felt with anyone
else, I feel with you. And.....it scares me."
"Why, Vincent? Why does it scare you?" Catherine asked, her voice slightly
above a whisper.
"Because......I always have to watch myself around you. One wrong move, and I
could snap your neck without even trying. I know that sounds morbid, but I never
want to hurt you. You mean.....so much to me. I would never forgive
myself if I ever hurt you."
"Vincent, you could never hurt me. I know you. I know the man that you
are inside. I know you....."
Vincent scoffed. "The man inside? No, Catherine. There is no man
inside me......only a monster."
"I don't believe that. I never have. You are not a monster. You are a
good and kind and caring man. You do what you can to save and protect people.
Even when you are.....less that human, you still protect the innocent."
Vincent swallowed hard. "I hurt them though, too...."
"Vincent....tell me! What is on your mind?"
Vincent shuddered and took a deep breath. "Before we....met again......there
was another woman...."
Of all the things he could have told her, that was not one of the things she
had thought about. As far as she knew, he had been a virtual recluse. A
woman......
He watched the play of emotions on her face. He waited with baited breath,
wondering when she would turn tail and run.
"What happened?" she asked quietly, so quietly he almost didn't hear her.
"It was....a mistake. A terrible mistake," he told her. She nodded, motioning
for him to continue. "It was a couple years ago. I was out walking one night,
and I came across this woman that was being assaulted. I grabbed the guy and
tossed him away from her. I tried to get away as fast as possible, but she
begged me to stay. I don't know why, but I did."
"She asked me to walk her back to her place, and I did. Once we got there, I
told her I was a doctor, and she let me clean her up. We talked for awhile and
she gave me her number. I bid her good night, and walked out the door. I swore
to myself I wouldn't call her..."
"Obviously, you did...." Catherine interjected. Vincent nodded, his head
dropping in shame.
"I was so.....lonely. I didn't have anyone else to talk to besides JT, and I
guess she saw that. We started meeting more often, and after awhile she started
hinting that she wouldn't mind.....sleeping with me."
Catherine inhaled sharply. Vincent raised his head, and saw her face flush.
He swallowed and continued. "I hadn't been with anyone since before Afghanistan.
I didn't have as much control then."
"What happened?"
"I.....started to transform. I couldn't stop it. Before I realized it,
my.....claws were digging into her flesh, and she was struggling against me. I
only held on tighter."
"Did you kill her?" Catherine asked, causing Vincent to shake his head.
"No. But only because she got away. I don't know how, but she managed
to get away from me. After that.....I never allowed myself to get close to
another woman."
"Until me....." Catherine whispered.
Vincent nodded. "Until you...."
"You've never hurt me, Vincent. Even when you are fully beasted out, you have
never hurt me. You've always protected me. Since that first night in the
woods, you have always taken care of me, protecting me from harm."
"That is what I am trying to do now.....protect you from harm."
Catherine stood up, and Vincent sighed, thinking that this was the moment
when she would walk out. However, he was in for a shock, because the next thing
he knew, Catherine was sitting in his lap, her legs on either side of his hips.
He stared at her, and his breathing picked up.
Catherine leaned in, and just before their lips touched, she said, "I trust
you, Vincent."
With a groan, Vincent pulled her forward that last centimeter, his tongue
thrusting into her mouth. She moaned into his mouth, and Vincent grasped her
hips, pulling her against his suddenly raging erection. Catherine ground against
him, and Vincent groaned.
Catherine reached between them, and started lifting his shirt. He broke the
kiss, panting hard. "Catherine...wait...."
"Whoever that girl was, she wasn't me. I know you won't hurt me. I trust you.
I'm.....falling in love with you, Vincent."
Vincent shuddered at her words. How long had he waited to hear her say that?
"Catherine......I am so in love with you. You don't know how long I've wanted
to tell you that. But, I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't, Vincent. You won't....."
Vincent shuddered again, and allowed her to pull his shirt over his head. His
hands reached out, and gently unbuttoned her blouse, pulling it from her body.
He looked down at her, and sighed. "You are perfect...."
Catherine reached out, running her hands over his chest and abs. "So are
you...."
"Catherine......if I.....start to hurt you, I want you to run away. Get as
far away from me as possible," Vincent pleaded. Catherine smiled, and shook her
head.
"You won't, Vincent. We don't have to do anything. We can just....explore
each other, if you want."
Vincent stood up suddenly, and Catherine wrapped her arms and legs around
him. He walked into the bedroom, and gently laid her down. He followed her down,
and settled against her. Just before he captured her lips again, he said, "I
like that idea."
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