Author's Note: My second foray into CSI- hope it makes you laugh. I'm a huge CG shipper- just so y'all know! Cheers!
"Gil, wait up!" He looked over his shoulder in the parking lot.
"I have to go home Cath." She grabbed his arm.
"Bullshit."
"Not really. I want to go home, take a shower, eat some peanut butter and flop into bed. Is that a crime?"
"No, but why have you been avoiding me all day?"
"I haven't."
"Oh? What about when I asked if you wanted to do lunch, and you told me you had to classify some dead insects?"
"I did. I had to classify some Lycaenidae"
"English please?"
"Butterflies Cath."
"Thanks. Back to the point, you have been avoiding me all day."
"I just didn't want to do lunch; I was busy and not hungry."
"Sure, is that why you didn't want to do dinner either?"
"Yep."
"You are a terrible liar."
"I could tell you the truth, but you wouldn't like it."
"Oh really? Try me."
"I didn't want to do lunch or dinner…" he paused for a long time.
"You want to tell me why you've been a jerk all day?"
"I didn't want to do lunch, I wanted to do you. See you tomorrow Cath." Pulling his arm from her grasp he laughed as her jaw dropped open. As he shut the door to his car she came to her senses.
"Grissom! Get your ass back here!" she screamed at him as he drove away and waved sheepishly through the window.