Songs Of Emotions

A/N: I had nothing else to do. Before you start yelling I'm updating Lockdown too, even if it take me all night I will. I was bored as hell. Hope You Enjoy, Peace.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, or the lyrics to any of the songs.

Summary: " How am I suppose to breath with no air."

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Chapter 1-No Air

When we first got the news, I look over at you. Your smile faded and your eyes started to feel with tears. Then I looked around the room and I notice that everybody was looking at you. I could see you fight the tears but you where loosing. Your cheek and eyes where getting red. I wanted to comfort you, but I knew that the only thing that would help, was to let you release your pain. You where the strong one, you where the one that help us ease the pain, but today you where the one that needed that extra push to make it.

Because today your husband was shot to death. Nobody knew more than you, that he was gone and no matter what people said, how much they gave you there pitted, it wasn't enough. I could see you grab the end of table for support, Greg tried to help you but you wouldn't let him. You looked over at Grissom " He's gone?" the tears came down like waterfalls. He simple replied, "Yes, Catherine he's gone".

You look over at me, I wanted to say something that would fix your heartache, but I couldn't fix my mouth to say anything.

" Catherine Its okay, we're going to find who every did this to Warrick" Nick says. I toke this time to look over at him. He look as bad as you. He's trying to hard not to show his pain.

" I know Nicky" you say with a light soft voice.

"Sara will you take me to see him?"

"Catherine I don't think you should do that now" Grissom said, but you where already out the door and I followed. We where walking down the hallway when you slipped your hand in mines. I held on gently.

We where now face to face with the doors of the morgue.

I looked over and was greeted with tears rolling down your face, but you had a smile on your face.

" He would have been a great father" then you touched your stomach.

I'm a little taken back.

"Your pregnant?" I try to sound calm as possible, but when you laugh I knew it didn't work.

"Yes, I am"

"How long?…sorry never mind" I look up, I'm so stupid.

"No its ok, two months" you said with the sweetest voice.

I'm shocked.

"But.."

"Were CSI's, we can hind anything" you laughed through her tears.

"But we should have at lease notice" I look over at you.

"You ready?" you tighten the hold on my hand.

"Yes" you said.

We walked to the morgue and there was Dr. Robbins.

"I'm so sorry Catherine" he embrace you.

"Thanks Doc"

He walked over to the table. I could see you inhale and squeeze my hand as he lift the cloth off of Warrick lifeless body. He looked so pale, you could see where the bullet enter his neck.

I looked at you and I notice your eyes are close.

"Catherine?" I called out to you, but you didn't move.

"Catherine?" I turn to look you right in the face.

I let go of your hand and put my arms around you, I could hear you on the verge of crying , so I'm guessing your looking at him. Then you grab my back and pull me closer, and cry even harder. Your hold body it shaking.

I can feel your legs give out, and we are both on the floor and I'm rocking you back and forth.

"its okay let it out" I keep whispering that same line in my on head. Warrick was this respectful, loveable, humble man. He was a great friend and was a damn good CSI and a wonderful husband to you.

I could feel you calm down and I picked us both off the floor. You let go of me and walk over to the table. You touched his face.

Then you walks out the doors. I look at Warrick's body I could feel the tears coming from my eyes down to my cheek.

"You meant so much to me"

" Thanks Doc."

I walked out.

" Catherine I'll take you home."

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