A/N Okay here I go with this story. Please review it.
Disclaimer: I own everything! ... Yeah right. If I did Catherine and Grissom would be doing something different then working. Greg would be just as funny and weird as he was when he was a lab rat. Nick and Warrick would include Greg in on their bets now. Sara would never have had a crush on Grissom and would be with Nick. Oh and Warrick wouldn't be married to Tina and would be with Mia (though if he is happy I'm happy). Oh one more thing - ECKLIE WOULD BE BURNING AT THE STAKE!
"Who ... who is Ms. Willows," she asked her voice frail and scared. I looked ready to faint when the doctor looked over at me. Aimee had awakened and was rushing over to the bed.
"Ms. Willows your awake now," she smiled happily. Catherine moved back in fear.
"Mr. Grissom if you and Aimee would come with me," the doctor asked. Aimee skipped out into the hallway and took a seat at a chair. I though took longer to leave. Sitting in the chair for an extra minute or so and then standing to leave at a very slow pace. "Mr. Grissom we will have to do a CAT scan to see how serious this memory loss is."
"How long has she been pregnant," I asked nervously. "How long?"
"About eight or nine weeks," he informed. "We weren't able to actually get the exact time frame. We hoped to ask her when she woke but as you can see ... well we can't. Why?"
I lean against the wall and close my eyes. "I'm going to be a daddy."
"There's more," he responds.
"Oh god," I groans coming to stand up straight.
"When we preformed an ultrasound we got two heart beats. Ms. Willows is having twins."
"Twins," I gasp slightly. "Twins? Are you sure?"
"Positive. Now to ask you some questions."
"Ask away."
"You said the twins are yours correct," I nod my head while looking over at Aimee quickly to see her swinging her feet back and forth. "Well then can you tell what you believe the age of the babies is?"
"Nine weeks," I reply with a smile. "I remember the night like it was yesterday."
"Uh spare the details," I laugh slightly. "Now let's go back to Ms. Willows. First we will have to ask her some questions and then maybe we won't have to perform a CAT scan but most likely we will just to be safe. Would you like to be in there at that timing?"
"Of course," The two head back into the room to find Catherine shaking slightly. I rush to her side and take her hand. She jerks it away. "Hey its okay I won't hurt you. I'm a friend."
"Who ... who am I?" she asks. Taking her hand again this time she doesn't pull away. My eyes remain on hers the entire time. "Who is this Ms. Willows?"
"We are going to ask some questions okay," I look back at the doctor to see he has let me take over. "Can you tell if you know your name?"
"It's ... its ... no I don't know it," she begins to cry. "I don't know anything. I'm scared. What's going on?"
"Its okay don't worry," Reaching up I brush the tears away. "I know you think you don't know anything but I'm going to continue to asks questions okay," she nods. "You don't have to answer right away okay. Now try to think of what my name is?"
"Bob is a common name," I laugh slightly. "I don't know I'm sorry should I?"
"Its okay don't worry. What about ... do you know how old you are?"
"Um ... no," she has tears forming in her eyes again.
"What about your job? Do you know what you do for a living?"
"No," she begins to cry.
"Its okay sweetie its okay," I bring her hand up to my lips lightly kisses it. "I'll help you remember I promise."
"Let's try giving her some things she might remember. See if they trigger something," the doctor suggested.
"Alright," I paused. "Muggs?"
"That's an odd thing to us," she replies laughing.
"I know," I sigh. "What about Lindsey?"
"Pretty name."
"Not what were looking for but oh well," I pause thinking.
"I don't want to do this anymore," she pouts.
"Okay sweetie we won't," I stand walking over to the doctor. "Is it possible I can bring her home to Vegas?"
"Yes. We will transfer to Desert Palms. Though it might be best if she just comes in for a regular weekly visit at the hospital and stay where her memory might come back faster."
"Okay."
They set to work on getting the CAT scan and the transfer done. The doctor worried about the papers while I called the lab and informed Warrick she woke. But one thing I left out was her condition. All I said was get Lindsey and everyone to meet him at my townhouse in a couple hours. And so now I'm pulling up to my townhouse were three cars were parked outside. One was Brass's. One was the one Warrick used to go get Lindsey and the other transported Greg, Nick, and Sara.
"Aimee your stuff is already inside okay," I look back at her. Catherine is sitting in the seat next to me looking around.
"This place is so hot," she says fanning herself. I smile handing her a cold water bottle.
"Aimee why don't you stay out here for awhile and entertain her," I point at Catherine. "I'll get the cool air going through the house to make it cooler."
"No," Catherine nearly yells grabbing my arm. "Don't leave me."
"Okay," I climb out and walk around to her side. Glad that her injuries hadn't been as severe as they could have been, and I had gotten used to the pain I felt every now and then in my ribs I help her out of the car. Aimee climbed out and rushed into the townhouse happily. I hear Lindsey welcome her and then everyone else. Followed by the questions of where we are and then people began to disperse from the house. Catherine froze beginning to shake. "Its okay sweetie."
"I ... I don't know them," she said clawing at my shirt trying to get closer to my body. I wrap and arm around her waist and pull her close.
"I know sweetie I know," I place a soft kiss to her forehead. "I'm here and I'll be here the entire time."
"Please don't let go of me," she begs. "Please Gil?"
"I won't," I say walking forward with her. Warrick is about to say something when I interject. "Catherine?"
"Please Gil," she says again eyes closed.
"I got you don't worry," I say running my hand up and down her side. Her body stops shaking. "Open your eyes please?"
"Are they still there?" She asks. The others look at each other.
"Guys ... there's something I didn't want to tell you over the phone. Lindsey why don't you go make Aimee some lunch?"
"Okay."
"Lindsey's a pretty name," Catherine says with a slight yawn.
"Tired," she nods her head. I bend down and wrap my free arm under her knees and then pulled her up off the ground. Her hands wrapped around my neck as she falls asleep. "I'll put her in my bed and then we will talk." I inform them. They go to help Lindsey and I head for my bedroom. After laying her down I watch her. She looks so lovely when she sleeps and I can't help but place a kiss on her forehead. Leaving the door open a crack I head back out to the kitchen. Motioning to everyone but Lindsey we go to the living room.
"So?" Sara asks. Nick wraps an arm around her.
"Catherine ... Catherine lost her memory," I whisper. I look over the island separating the kitchen from the living room at Lindsey. She is smiling at Aimee and making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Like her mom used to do. I fight back the tears. I have to be the strong one. When I look back at the others I see they have all let their emotions out. Sara is crying and Nick is holding her tight with silent tears of her own. Warrick has sunk down into a chair mouth slightly open and looking off into space. I can tell he is waiting to cry. Brass is looking back at the bedroom a silent tear falling from his eye. It's the first time I have ever seen him cry, in fact I think it's the first time anyone has.
"How ... how much," Warrick asked his voice weak.
"Everything," I whisper. "She only trusts me right now. There's more."
"More? How can there be more," Nick snaps. "This is bad enough what now she's dieing?"
"No she is pregnant," I whisper. They all gasp.
"Who's?" They all asked at the same time. None had yet to figure out what had happened between me and her nine weeks ago let along her and Eddie, which I swear I will bring to my grave.
"M ... mine," I say my voice slightly nervous which is odd because I don't normal sound nervous around them.
"Seriously Gris who's," Jim asked with a slight smile. My eyes meet his and then he collapse in a chair behind him. "How come we didn't know this about you two?"
"It was nine weeks ago and we got drunk after a really tough case," I reply. "It was one of our breakfasts we normally have and well ... things just happened. Soon it was happening at least once a week. Do you want me to go into the details?"
"No!" They all yelled. I laugh slightly. Lindsey and Aimee enter the room with food for everyone else. Aimee is smiling holding the plate of sandwiches she made.
"I made these," she calls handing them over to everyone. "Lindsey helped me though." Everyone smiled and ate it.
"I still don't believe you actually adopted someone," Brass said smiling. His eyes traveled over to the bedroom door one more time and he stands. "Um ... Gil?"
"What," I look back and laugh a bit. Catherine had awake from the noise and was now watching us. I smile at her and she spins around walking back into the room shutting the door behind her.
"Um ... Uncle Grissom can I go speak with mommy about something?"
"No," I say quickly. She glares at me. "Um ... Linds, Butterfly," my voice is nervous again. Brass stands and everyone else follows. He takes Aimee and leads her out into the small backyard to show her the swing set they got put in for Lindsey a couple years back. His eyes followed Aimee for a moment and then he looked back at Lindsey. "Linds I need to explain something to you."
"Is mommy still hurt badly?"
"In a way," I respond. Bending to her height she walks over to me. Taking her hands in mine I look at them. Mine are extremely larger then hers. Like her mothers I note with a smile. It quickly disappears as I look her straight in the eyes. "You know what memory is right?"
"Yeah," she responds in a 'duh' voice.
"Stupid question," I sigh looking for a way to make this easy. "Lindsey your mother ... Catherine ... she lost all her memory. We didn't know until she woke up. I didn't want to tell Warrick over the phone and have him tell you. I wanted to be the one to tell you."
"So mommy doesn't know who I am," she asked tears in her eyes. I nod and she runs off out the front door. My head drops as I listen to a car door slam shut, most likely Warrick's. I know she has it locked so no one can get to her. Probably on the phone with her dad now. The sound of someone ready to cry catches my attention. I look up and directly into the face of Catherine.
"Lindsey? She is ... she is ..." tears stream down her face. I rush over enveloping her in my arms.
"Its okay sweetie I'm here for you," I say my voice barely above a whisper. "I promise."
"I need to speak with her," she calls rushing off.
-Catherine-
I rush away from him. The only one I can trust in this state. Why I don't know it just happened. All he did was say he was a friend and he wouldn't hurt her and for some reason she believed him. She walked up to the car Lindsey was seated in just as another one pulled up. A man walked out and over to the very same car. Lindsey jumped out and into his arms.
"Daddy please take me home," she begged. My eyes begin to tear for some reason. His eyes meet mine and I step back in fear. 'Why am I afraid?' I ask myself. He leads her to his car and then they drive off. Strong arms turn me around and hold me close and I just cry. I want to remember I really do. But how?
"Help me remember," I beg.
"I will," His voice says so softly. God his voice is so calm and sweet. Maybe that's why I trust him his voice. "I will sweetie."
A/N Okay I'm not exactly proud of this chapter so tell me what you think. For those of you who are wondering if NCIS will be in this most likely yes. I'm not quiet sure yet. I have an idea for something to do but I don't know if it will involve NCIS or not. Review and tell me if you think it should or not and then we will see what I do. Please please please please review.