Shake It Off, a csi fanfic

Shake It Off

Disclaimer: I don't own either the song, nor the characters.

Rating: Safe

Summary: It's hard to dance with a devil on your back, so shake him off.

A/N: I was completely inspired by the Glee version of this song, Shake It Off. It was just so beautiful and of course, I thought of Catherine. I highly recommend checking the sound out. I haven't posted in a while so hopefully this is a begging of a return. I really hope there's some readers out there and that you enjoy this!

Catherine took a sip of her toxic mix and let it burn the back of her throat. She shoved her palm into her face and tried to rub the memories away. She only saw flashes since she was high. She loved how the cocaine pulsing through her veins made everything blurry for a little while. Eddie was yelling, followed by Eddie smashing things, and ending with Eddie hitting her.

Regrets collect like old friends
Here to relive your darkest moments
I can see no way, I can see no way
And all of the ghouls come out to play

Every demon wants his pound of flesh
But I like to keep some things to myself
I like to keep my issues drawn
It's always darkest before the dawn

Tears filled her eyes as the alcohol rid the pain from her swollen eye. In the middle of the bar she sat. She didn't mean for the tear to slip, but it did too quickly for her to catch.

And I've been a fool and I've been blind
I can never leave the past behind
I can see no way, I can see no way

I'm always dragging that horse around
Our love is pastured such a mournful sound
Tonight I'm gonna bury that horse in the ground

So I like to keep my issues strong
But it's always darkest before the dawn

She felt eyes on her; they could see her thoughts, like a movie. How pathetic, they thought. But when she looked around, the bar was nearly empty. She grabbed a twenty-dollar bill out of her purse and placed it on the counter before she slipped out of the stool.

She stepped in to the humid summer air and plucked a cigarette and lighter out of her purse. She could hear his fists hit her back with pounds that promised bruises.

Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh whoa

And I am done with my graceless heart
So tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart
Cause I like to keep my issues drawn
It's always darkest before the dawn

Inhaling the poison into her lungs, she looked down the streets. She knew them so well when it was dark and sad. Fuck, no car. She flagged down a taxi and stomped the cigarette into the ground. Oh, how she wished it was Eddie's dick.

The driver asker for her the destination- her head spun, unsure if she had said her own address or not. She didn't want to go back now. Not ever. She laid her head back into the seat. She ran her tongue over the small cut on her lip. She remembered that slap- it stung across her face and the blood tasted sweet. That was for dinner not being done on time.

And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back
And given half the chance would I take any of it back
It's a fine romance but it's left me so undone
It's always darkest before the dawn

Ooh hoo oooh hoo...

She turned her head, hearing the apologies. The pleading and begging never stopped. Would it ever stop? Was it supposed to heal a bloody nose?

The car stopped and she handed over enough bills that had been hungrily stuffed into the strap of her thong earlier. She slowly walked to the door and knocked. There he stood, like a knight in shinning armor, his blue eyes piercing her soul and reliving every moment she couldn't forget.

And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't
So here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my rope
And I'm ready to suffer and I'm ready to hope
It's a shot in the dark aimed right at my throat, cause
Looking for heaven,
Found the devil in me
Looking for heaven,
Found the devil in me
But what the hell
I'm gonna let it happen to me

"I was working too late," she replied with a drunken smirk. That was enough. It explained it all. It was the beginning of the story and her presence on his doorstep was the ending.

She felt safe now. She always felt safe with Gil.

A/N: Any and all grammatical and spelling mistakes are mine. Please leave me a review to let me know if you liked it!