Collection of OneShots between Catherine and Grissom

I love CSI and I lovethe wholeCath and Gris pairing. There should be more of them. This is my first CSI fanfic so I hope its okay. If it's not I guess I would just stick with familiar territory, Law and Order SVU.

Please be nice in reviews. This is my first so please no flames.

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This is the first Chapter of random moments between the two of them I guess.

Chapter One- Head Wounds

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Catherine glanced in his direction. It was incredible how she could even work with him by her side. She turned her mind and eyes back to the body. "O Lord." She murmured at the body. It was covered with blood and had multiple wounds on the head and chest. Grissom was poking it. She placed a hand on his arm with an amused glance. He shrugged. "I just wanted to know if he would twitch." He said plainly. She chuckled. She loved that about Grissom. It was his little quirks that made her heart skip a beat.

Grissom smiled at her. She was so beautiful. Inside and out. Her story of how she came to be a CSI never ceased to amaze him. From small town Montana girl, to exotic dancer, to working by his side as his most trusted CSI. She was the one person he never had to check up on. She was independent and strong and he loved her. He gulped. There was a dead body that was still seeping blood into the sidewalk and he was oogling at his partner. Not a good start.

Three days later

They were stumped. None of the story made sense. Catherine groaned as she laid her head down on the table. Grissom looked up. "Giving up already?" he asked teasingly. She threw a pen at him. "No. Just whining that this case doesn't make any sense." She retorted. Grissom threw the pen back at her. "No whining is allowed in my office." He said, grinning at her annoyed expression. "Fine." She said standing up pointedly. "I will take my whining elsewhere." She left and he saw her engage into a conversation with Warrick. Grissom banged his head on the table, repeatedly. "Stupid Stupid stupid." He seethed at himself. "Stupid!"

Catherine was silently laughing as she left Grissom's office. She would take her whining somewhere else, just to humor him. She glanced back only when Warrick approached her. He said something about the case that Catherine didn't quite catch because she heard a bang from Grissom's office. Warrick and her both exchanged glances and hightailed it back to his office. "Gil!" Catherine cried in alarm when she saw Grissom banging his head on the table. He looked up. "Oh I was just replenishing brain cells." He muttered furiously. Catherine walked up to him and gently examined his head. Her touch sent a thrill down his spine. "I'm okay." He murmured softly, trying to regain his senses. "Uh-huh." She said not believing him. She left the room for two minutes and brought back an ice pack. "Here." She said, holding it against his forehead. "That should help." Grissom watched her with a dazed expression. "I love you." He murmured without thinking. Catherine laughed, even though her heart wished he meant it in the another way, not just as a friend. "I think you have a concussion."