TITLE: Clueless
AUTHOR: Chozen Rogue
RATING: PG-13 (adult themes and swearing; though it might change)
DISTRIBUTION: You can have it, but just ask first, please!
SUMMARY: A person from Gil's past comes back into his life. Can Gil deal with parenthood? And what the hell is with Catherine?
PAIRINGS: G/C, N/S, W/OC, Greg/OC
SPOILERS: Let's just say the whole series.
DISCLAIMER: Nope, they don't belong to me… But I wish Gil, Greg, Warrick, and Nick did.
EMAIL: , please be nice but if ya flame me I won't mind, just tell me what I did wrong.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I ran into a roadblock with my other story, I Never Cried, so I felt compelled to write this idea I had. It takes place a year after the HUG.
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Where's the Love?
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"Kaylenn? Come on, wake up!" Yelled the driver.
A redheaded girl jerked awake and looked over at the driver of the car, "Dude! Do you have to yell?"
"You wouldn't wake up, Chica," he smiled her and nodded toward the building they had come to stop in the front of, Las Vegas Police Department.
Grabbing a bag from between her legs, she turned to him and asked, "Did you know I hate the police?"
Nodding, he smiled, "Si, you tell me all the time Kay." Reaching across her, he opened her door. "Don't kill anyone, ok? Give the guy a chance, he's your uncle after all."
She bent over and kissed his cheek. "Bye Diego! I'll call you if I have any trouble. Tell Landy that I love her and I wish I was still with y'all in Texas." And with that she got out and opened the back door to get her sleeping bag and the other travel bag.
They would send the rest of her stuff after she had gotten settled.
Diego didn't drive off until he saw her go inside the entrance. "She's gonna kill him… Poor Amigo…"
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"GIL GRISSOM!!!"
All heads flew up at the sound of Catherine Willows voice. She was pissed and they knew it. They watched as she flew down the hall to their supervisor's office. Warrick Brown and Nick Stokes came out of the lab, followed closely by the crazy lab tech, Greg Sanders.
Greg smiled and said, "You think she's angry?"
Warrick snorted and Nicked answered, "I'd hate to be Grissom right 'bout now."
They focused their attention to the scene before them:
Catherine, in a blind rage, was now pounding on Gil Grissom office door, yelling a string of curses. "Gil! I swear to God, if you do not open this fucking door . . . I'll . . . I'll castrate-"
The door flew open and Gil walked out and right into Catherine's fist. The three who looked on gasped, "Whoo!"
"That's gotta hurt!" yelled Greg.
Nick and Warrick stood there and watched as Gil fell back into the room holding his face. Catherine walked calmly into the room and closed the door. Warrick smiled, "I swear if they don't do it soon, she'll destroy this place."
"Who'll destroy this place?" Sara Sidle walked into the room; obviously she had missed the fight… Or rather Gil getting his ass kicked by Catherine.
"You missed Catherine yell'n at Gris . . . again," Nick smirked as he walked down the hall towards Ballistics.
"Damnit!" Sara looked at Warrick and Greg, "Why do I always miss them fighting?"
They shrugged their shoulders in unison. "You also missed her punching him in the face!" Greg burst out laughing at the memory, but it didn't compare to when she turned around and headed towards Ballistics after Nick.
"Dammit to HELL!"
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Kaylenn was getting fed up with the woman that was at the front desk. She was currently on the phone with 'Honeybunches' and probably wouldn't have given a damn thought to Kaylenn if she had come in with her arm amputated and was spewing blood everywhere. She'd probably just say, "Hold on Honeybunches," and handing Kaylenn a number, "here's your number."
"I hate people…" Kaylenn mumbled under her breath. She turned back to the lady and tried again, "Excuse me, Miss? Do yah know where I could find a," she looked at the slip of paper she held, "Mister Gil Grissom or a Jim Brass?"
The lady looked at her and said, "Do you mind? I'm talking to a very important person." She swiveled her chair around and started to do her nails.
"Ok, that's it, you Barbie Bitch!"
The lady turned around in her chair and glared at her, "Why you little piece of white-trash-"
Kaylenn lunched herself across the desk at the woman, "Why you God-damn, mother- Hey! What the hell?" Two security guards grabbed her and pulled her off the screaming woman. "Hey! Let me go!"
They let her go and stepped between her and desk clerk, who was rearranging her clothes and trying to look respectful. She turned her head and mouthed, 'Whore' at Kaylenn.
"Bitch!" Kaylenn went for her again, but ran into a plump and stout man.
"Whoa! Hey, let's just calm down and take a walk to my office? Uh?" The man held out a hand pointing down a hall. Kaylenn looked at him and nodded, she began to walk towards his office. As Kaylenn passed by the front desk, she flicked off the lady causing the man to grab her arm and all but drag her to his office.
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Gil looked up at Catherine as she closed the door. She turned to him and looked him in the eyes . . . Or rather eye, his hand was covering the one she had hit. "Oh, don't look at me like you don't know why I'm mad!"
Repositioning himself on the couch he had fallen onto, he said, "Actually, I have no clue on why you're angry at me or why you would hit me." He was touching his eye gingerly, wincing every time. 'Great, she bruised me!'
"Oh, fuck you Gil!" She looked at him again and felt her heart melt at the sight of him wincing, but also almost smiled when she saw his eye start to turn purple. He deserved it.
He started to get up but was pushed back down on the couch, "No, you sit!" It took every bit of Catherine's control not to straddle his lap and have her way with him. 'Oh, great! I'm thinking about practically raping him and I'm getting turned on!' She looked at the man sprawled on the couch, 'Would he mind if I did?'
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Brass looked at the girl in front of him. She had strawberry-blond hair that was more on the red side. Blues eyes, God, where had he seen those blue eyes… They were just so familiar to him. Then there was her face: soft features settled in a heart-shaped face, light freckles danced across her nose and cheeks. She was pretty, but what a pain in the ass.
"Do you just want to stare at me or do you want to tell what I did wrong?"
Brass' jaw dropped, "What did you do? You just attacked-"
Kaylenn jumped up and yelled, "Hey, she was rude to me first!"
Brass slowly got out of his chair and leant forward, "But you attacked her physically…"
Kaylenn leant over his desk and got very close to his face, "Why don't you lick me?"
Brass couldn't believe it. This girl really meant it, she didn't care if he threw her in jail, just as long as she didn't lose this game they seem to be playing all of a sudden. He smiled; he liked her. Brass motioned to the chair behind her, "Please sit, and we'll see what I can do for you."
She smiled and shrugged her shoulders; sitting down she said, "You know, you're not that bad."
"Thanks! And you're a pain in the ass."
She laughed, "Thanks for noticing," her eyes scanned his desk for his nameplate, she saw it and continued, "Brass." He nodded his head in return and she cocked hers. "You wouldn't happen to be Jim Brass would you?"
Brass leant back in his chair and looked at the girl cautiously, "Yes…" She locked eyes with him. "Why? You got someth'n for me kid?"
She shook her head, "No, I was wondering if you could show me to where Gil Grissom is."
Brass's eyes widened, what could this kid want with Grissom? "Uh, I could… But I'm not."
"Why?" Okay, he was starting to piss her off.
"I need a name."
Kaylenn's jaw dropped, why did he need her name to see Gil? "Forget you! I'll find him on my own!" She jumped out her chair and grabbed her stuff.
Brass started to go after her and asked, "Wait a minute!"
Kaylenn turned around and hissed, "No, and it's Kaylenn Grissom."
Brass stood there shocked. She couldn't have said what he just thought she said. Gil had a daughter?
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"Again I ask, how long have we known each other?"
"And again I ask, in days, weeks, or years?"
"Either!"
He looked into her light blue eyes and did some multiplying. "6556 days, 936 weeks, or 18 years." He cocked his head, "Give or take. Take your pick."
Her hand flew out and slapped him across the jaw, hard. She winced, that had hurt her a lot and if it had hurt her a lot… "SHIT!" He jumped up and she saw a clear impression of her hand starting to appear on his face. "What the hell is the matter with you?!"
His eyes bored into hers as she said, "You lied to me again!"
He took a step toward her, she knew he would never hurt her but still he was scaring her. "What?" His voice was low and hard as steel.
She got right up in his face and was about to retort when his office door flew open. They noticed it but neither moved nor broke eye contact.
Kaylenn looked up as she entered the room, which had been labeled Grissom, the secretary had told her directions. She stopped in mid-stride at the sight before her. Kaylenn backed up and check the sign on the door: Supervisor, Gil Grissom. She looked back in and then checked the door again. After she was sure she was in the right room she looked back at the couple.
Kaylenn smiled. It was a man and woman, the man she recognized from memory, it was Gil. But the woman, who the hell was she? They were staring daggers at each other and they were both tense. Speaking of tension, Kaylenn could hardly breathe with all the sexual tension in the air; it was practically crackling.
"Yo? You guys wanna tune it down? This place is gonna go up in flames if it gets any hotter in here!"
Gil and Catherine turned their heads at the same time and yelled, "Who the hell (Catherine yelled 'fuck') are you?!"
The teen burst out laughing and pointed at them, "You bitch slapped him!"
Catherine turned to Gil and winced, she could now clearly see hand print in red on his lower cheek and jaw. It contrasted nicely with the purple and black of his eye. She was in so much trouble for this. "Did you also give him that beautiful shiner of his?" Catherine looked back at the teen before her and was about to fire back but was startled by the teen's eyes.
Catherine's eyes slowly ran back to Gil, "Gil, look at me."
Gil looked at Catherine, she gasped. "Catherine? What's wrong?"
The anger returned to her eyes and she pointed to Kaylenn, "She is!" And with that she ran out of the room, hitting Kaylenn's shoulder and causing her to drop her bags.
"Bitch…" Kaylenn mumbled as she gathered her stuff off the floor.
Gil looked at the teen that was now on the floor picking up her belongings. Who was she? And why did Catherine hate him for her? The red-head looked up and asked, "Well, aren't you gonna go after her?"
"No," he let out a sigh, "she needs to be alone." He watched as Kaylenn straightened up and walked over to the couch, sitting down and let out a small sigh. "Who are you? And why does Catherine hate you?"
"Catherine? I like her, she's tough and feisty." She saw him smile and then looked up at him, cocking her head in the process, "You really don't remember me do you?"
He shook his head, "Should I?"
She nodded and locked identical sets of eyes with him. "Considering we have Grandma's eyes, I think you should," his eyes widened and his jaw dropped, "Uncle Gil."
She smirked and looked in her bag that was cradled next to her, pulling out a manila-folder she stood up. Handing it over she said, "You have three days to show that you can be my guardian or I go to a foster home or more likely, an orphanage."
The whole lab looked toward their Supervisor's office as his voice bellowed, "WHAT THE HELL?!"
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"Only if I could give you
Would I want to let off
From this soap opera, baby
We both know
We won't let
But we both know
You left me - no choice
You just bring me down"
'Till I Get Over You' by Michelle Branch
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A/N: Ok, tell me what you think. I'll try to update 'I Never Cried' soon.