Beauty and the Beast Ficlet: Connected
Title: Connected
Fandom: Beauty And The Beast (TV)
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Catherine Chandler, Vincent.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 400
Spoilers: Nothing too specific. Set early in season 2.
Summary: Catherine and Vincent’s bond allows them to communicate even when they’re apart.
Written For: Challenge 315: Amnesty at fan_flashworks, using Challenge 10: Communication.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Beauty And The Beast Beauty And The Beast, or the characters. They belong to Ron Koslow.
They don’t need words to communicate, don’t even need to be in each other’s presence; their bond is so strong that each can feel what the other feels, even when they’re apart. Interpreting those emotions is often more complicated, however; when you don’t know exactly what it is you’re feeling, then how can another be expected to understand?
Love and joy, fear and pain, those are easy, but other emotions are less clearly delineated; jealously, envy, resentment, guilt, shame, felt and yet not fully comprehended by either of them.
Vincent doesn’t wish to burden Catherine with his baser emotions. Like any man in love, he wants to appear noble and good in the eyes of his beloved, and he’s always striven to rise above anger and hate, anything that might evoke the animalistic side of his nature.
But Catherine wants every part of him, the bad as well as the good. She wouldn’t have him hide any part of himself from her because she loves him as he is, not as he wishes himself to be. There is nothing about him that could ever make her turn from him in disgust. When he hurts in any way, she wants only to soothe the raw edges of his soul, ease his torment, calm his fears, and banish his shame.
He cherishes her for that, and in turn, does his best to help her unravel her own confused feelings, make her peace with all that cannot be.
They don’t need words to communicate, and yet nothing is quite so precious as the time they spend alone together, just the two of them, talking about everything; past, present, future, hopes and dreams and fantasies they know can never be reality.
Catherine basks in the gentle murmur of Vincent’s voice, feeling his words wrap around her like a warm blanket, keeping her safe from harm. Always she’s aware that these moments cannot last, that soon she’ll have to return to the world above, a world that Vincent cannot inhabit. Yet wherever she goes, she carries him with her in her heart, a constant comfort. He gives her strength, and she in turn gives him hope. They enrich each other’s lives.
In the depths of their souls, they know they are blessed with something most will never know, a connection beyond words, beyond thoughts, a bond nothing short of death can sever.
They are one.
The End
Fandom: Beauty And The Beast (TV)
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Catherine Chandler, Vincent.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 400
Spoilers: Nothing too specific. Set early in season 2.
Summary: Catherine and Vincent’s bond allows them to communicate even when they’re apart.
Written For: Challenge 315: Amnesty at fan_flashworks, using Challenge 10: Communication.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Beauty And The Beast Beauty And The Beast, or the characters. They belong to Ron Koslow.
They don’t need words to communicate, don’t even need to be in each other’s presence; their bond is so strong that each can feel what the other feels, even when they’re apart. Interpreting those emotions is often more complicated, however; when you don’t know exactly what it is you’re feeling, then how can another be expected to understand?
Love and joy, fear and pain, those are easy, but other emotions are less clearly delineated; jealously, envy, resentment, guilt, shame, felt and yet not fully comprehended by either of them.
Vincent doesn’t wish to burden Catherine with his baser emotions. Like any man in love, he wants to appear noble and good in the eyes of his beloved, and he’s always striven to rise above anger and hate, anything that might evoke the animalistic side of his nature.
But Catherine wants every part of him, the bad as well as the good. She wouldn’t have him hide any part of himself from her because she loves him as he is, not as he wishes himself to be. There is nothing about him that could ever make her turn from him in disgust. When he hurts in any way, she wants only to soothe the raw edges of his soul, ease his torment, calm his fears, and banish his shame.
He cherishes her for that, and in turn, does his best to help her unravel her own confused feelings, make her peace with all that cannot be.
They don’t need words to communicate, and yet nothing is quite so precious as the time they spend alone together, just the two of them, talking about everything; past, present, future, hopes and dreams and fantasies they know can never be reality.
Catherine basks in the gentle murmur of Vincent’s voice, feeling his words wrap around her like a warm blanket, keeping her safe from harm. Always she’s aware that these moments cannot last, that soon she’ll have to return to the world above, a world that Vincent cannot inhabit. Yet wherever she goes, she carries him with her in her heart, a constant comfort. He gives her strength, and she in turn gives him hope. They enrich each other’s lives.
In the depths of their souls, they know they are blessed with something most will never know, a connection beyond words, beyond thoughts, a bond nothing short of death can sever.
They are one.
The End