Missing You
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, blah blah blah, whatever else you say here…
Chapter 1
A typical Friday night in Vegas. Catherine Willows was heading home after wrapping a tedious double homicide. As she walked past Gil Grissom's office, she could not help but take a peek in at him. She missed being able to see him everyday. He had been a happy bonus on top of the job she loved. Now that the team had split up, and although she was thrilled about being promoted, her life was missing something now – and she knew what it was. As she looked in at him now, she could see he was just as discontented.
The few times they were able to spend time together, it was obvious to her that he missed the way things used to be. He missed his team. Cath felt he had got the rotten end of the deal when Ecklie split them up. While she was appointed Nick and Warrick, both of whom knew her well and she knew them, Gil had been appointed former day shift investigator Sofia, the temperamental Sara and newbie Greg. It was also obvious he missed her. After all the years they had been friends, Catherine had learnt to read him.
"Catherine?" A voice jolted her from her thoughts. She looked up and saw Gil standing just inside the door she had been peeking through.
"Oh hi Gil," she said, embarrassed. "Guess I got caught red handed."
"Yeah, however I'd say more black handed"
"What?" She looked at him, confused.
"The door frame has just been painted."
Sure enough, as she looked down at her hands, there was black paint smeared all over them. "I'm just gonna go clean up."
"Come back. We haven't talked in a while." He smiled.
She smiled back and disappeared down the hall.
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Gil watched Catherine as she sauntered down the hallway. It was true they hadn't talked in a while. Ever since Ecklie had broken them up, finding time to see each other was almost impossible. He really missed having her around. He missed her smile. He missed her laugh. He missed her personality. It was amazing watching how the mood lightened every time she walked into a room. Just thinking about her made his heart ache.
This time it was her turn to break his thoughts. "Hey Gil, miss me?"
"More than you know." Had he said that aloud? The smile on Cath's face told him he had. Trying to recover he quickly said, "Please come in and sit down."
"So how are you feeling?" his question threw her a little.
"I'm ok," she replied. "There have been some big changes lately, some good, some bad but I think I'm ok. I mean it's was hard to deal with Eddie's death but I think I'm over that now. The last few months haven't been easy either with all the changes. Something is missing though."
"I know how you feel. I miss the way things used to be. I miss our team. I miss…" he hesitated.
She took his hand. "Miss what?"
"I miss…you." He held her hand up to his lips and kissed it gently. She smiled.
"I miss you too Gil." She leant over and planted a soft kiss on his lips. He stood and pulled her up with him. He moved closer and kissed her, passionately, neither wanting to break it, even to breathe. It was a kiss that expressed their true feelings for one another.
"I have to go or I'll be late." Cath pouted and he smiled. "Go home and see Lindsey." He kissed her cheek and left the room.
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As Catherine walked into a dark house, a red blinking light caught her attention. Finding a light switch on her way past, she walked over to where her answering machine showed three new messages. The first two offered nothing but long-distance savings and timeshare vacation homes. Cath walked into the kitchen but stopped in her tracks when she heard Gil's voice echoing around her living room.
"Hey it's me. I was hoping you would join me for breakfast tomorrow. My place at ten."
Just like Gil, the message stuck to the facts. There was no hint of affection in his voice but she didn't mind. Who knows who may have been listening. She walked in and checked on Lindsey. She was pleased to see that she was sleeping peacefully. She kissed her daughter softly on the forehead and walked into her own bedroom. Not for the first time recently Catherine went to bed thinking about the mysterious Gil Grissom.
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When she arrived at Gil's townhouse the next morning, Catherine felt relaxed and refreshed. A good nights sleep and yesterday's pleasant revelations had left her the happiest she had felt in weeks. Gil on the other hand looked tired as he opened the door.
She walked past him and he helped her remove her coat. "Tough night?"
"I couldn't stop thinking about you all night."
She flashed him her sexiest smile and asked, "So what's for breakfast?"
"Well I was thinking…"he took her in his arms, "French toast, followed by my famous blueberry pancakes, complimented with a glass of champagne and OJ."
Catherine leant up and kissed him. "Sounds perfect. Need some help?"
They walked into the kitchen. Gil picked her up and sat her on the counter. He poured a glass of champagne toped up with OJ and handed it to her. "Are you having some?" Catherine mused.
"I never drink and cook. It's a dangerous mix."
She laughed at this. She had never even thought of Gil getting drunk. So Gil cooked and Catherine watched while chatting away just like they used to. They talked about family, work, anything really – except their relationship. They fell into silence and Cath began to ponder where they could go from here.
As much as she wanted to love Gil openly, she had no idea how everybody would react. As she looked at Gil now she could tell he was thinking the same thing. Cath knew that there was one person in particular he was thinking about.
Gil had a run in with Sara two years ago that had left things less than ideal. It was obvious to everyone that Sara liked Gil but no one ever suspected it would amount to anything. Gil wasn't the only one who was surprised when Sara asked him out. When Gil had told her, the expression on Cath's face couldn't be described as anything less than shocked. After Gil's rejection, Sara work began to suffer as she was drawn to alcoholism. During that time, Sara's attitude toward Catherine had been less that pleasant as the brunette was clearly jealous of her relationship with Gil. If she found out that she and Gil were now an item, all hell would break loose. Not that it was official or anything yet-
A warm kiss brought her back to Gil's kitchen.
"Breakfast is ready." Gil's deep voice whispered in her ear.
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