Title: I Would Be Stronger Than That
Author: Catherine Grissom
E-mail: kleopatra_gurl@yahoo.com
Rating: I dunno.PG-13.. Probably
Content: Gil/Cath;
Summary: I suck at these.It's basically a late night visit for comfort.
Disclaimer: Not mine, though I wish the 4 boys, Gil, Nick, Warrick, and Greg were!
Archive: If you're sure ya want it, take it. Just tell me where it's going
Feedback: 1st fic. Tell me how I did.But be nice.I don't take well to unkindness.
Author's Note: Ok.Look this was inspired by an awesome fic called "6 am" by AetherIris...When I say it was inspired by it I don't mean that it's gonna follow it.Ok?
Dedication: This is for Megan, my best friend, and my Beta.
Gil Grissom was awakened from a sound sleep by the ringing of the doorbell. 'Who would visit at this hour?' he wondered, looking at the clock. Despite his attempt to ignore it, the ringing was persistent. He decided to see who it was.
There's a friend who will call
When her husband's asleep
Crossing the phone lines for comfort
And she cries that she needs him and
Someday he'll change
And now's not a good time to go
Gil stumbled down the stairs and somehow made it to the door without tripping. When he opened it he saw a bowed head of strawberry-blonde hair that he would know anywhere; Catherine was at his doorstep. And she was crying. He was beginning to wonder why she was so upset when she looked up, and he had his answer. The bruises that covered her face were at least ten times worse than last time's. As he stepped aside to allow her in his hatred for her so-called "husband" returned in full force. It was times like these that he wondered why she stayed with Eddie.
And it isn't my place to say leave him and run
That no love is worth all the damage he's done
But if she'll hold her ground
Then I'll hold my tongue
Ever the diplomat
Oh, I'd like to think
That I would be stronger than that
Then he remembered the small, blonde child, and, while still not completely understanding, he knew her reason. Lindsey was Catherine's pride and joy. Gil remembered the last time this had happened. It hadn't been as bad, but he'd still told her that she should leave Ed, for her own safety.
"Gil, you know I would, but Lindsey needs a father. Her father."
For Lindsey, always for Lindsey. Gil figured Catherine knew that Eddie could kill her, but she didn't want Lindsey to miss out on having her father, so she withstood the beatings. The argument had ended there, Gil had been at a loss as to his next statement, and so the conversation had died.
Where's her head?
Where's her nerve?
Does part of her think this is all she deserves?
Oh, I would be stronger
I would not stay one minute longer
I would be stronger than that
Gil shut the door and walked into the living room where Catherine had seated herself on the couch. He stopped, leaned against the wall, and waited. Whether he was waiting for her composure or his own he didn't know, all he did know was that his best friend was falling completely to pieces on his couch, and there was nothing he could do to stop or prevent it. At that thought Gil had another, Eddie caused this, so if he could keep her from Eddie.Gil nearly laughed at the path his mind was taking. Catherine was as stubborn as she was beautiful, and she'd go back. That was why he adored her so.He'd learned that a while ago, and, while it had shocked him then, he had learned to accept it; he was.No, he had fallen in love with her. But she was married now, and he'd lost his chance.
It started out good they usually do
Then one day it's taken for granted
'Til words become weapons and love turns to pain
Oh, why is she still holding on
When she and Eddie had first started dating it had gone well, they were a happy pair, and by the time Gil had finally figured out how he felt, his chance with her had passed. Then he proposed, they got married, and then came the beatings. Eddie would come home drunk and angry, and he'd take it out on her. Catherine had, and was struggling to make the marriage work. In the midst of this she'd gotten pregnant and had given birth to Lindsey, an event that Eddie apparently found unimportant, as he'd "forgotten" to show up.
Catherine had calmed a little, so Gil cut his reverie short and went to tend to her.
She says living without him is too hard to face
And I try to imagine myself in her place
But with well chosen words and well placed tears
She forgives him in two seconds flat
Oh, I'd like to think
That I would be stronger than that
"Cath, why do you let him do this to you?"
"I don't want him to hurt Lins."
Gil knew exactly where this conversation was headed, and it wasn't good.
"Catherine, this needs to stop. He could kill you. How would that help Lindsey?" Gil was struggling to keep his cool; Catherine was so damn stubborn, and while he loved her for it, right now it was just pissing him off.
"Gil, it'll stop. Just.."
"When?" Gil stopped trying to control his pent-up fury and simply released it.
Where's her head
Where's her nerve
Does part of her think this is all she deserves
Oh, I would be stronger
I would not stay one minute longer
I would be stronger than that
"When, Catherine? When I have to have my team investigate a murder at your address?! When the next autopsy Al has to perform is yours?! How is that gonna help Lindsey? How the hell will that help?!."
Gil was promptly silenced by a sound slap to the face.
"How dare you?" Catherine's tears had started anew, and she was mad as a hornet. "How dare you bring her into this? You know damn well I can't raise her on my own!"
"Why not? Eddie doesn't give a damn about her, he's not the one working Graveyard to put food on the table!" For this he received another slap.
I know what she's thinking and I know what she'd say
That my life and her life are like night and like day
And her love is the love that will save him
Brave words but I don't believe them
"I know he's not perfect," There was a deadly calm to her words that Gil had never heard. " But he's trying. By God he's trying. And he's getting better; your head is just stuck so deep in that goddamned microscope that you can't see it!"
"If he's getting better then why are the beatings getting worse?" Catherine had no answer. Gil's anger had dissipated somewhat, replaced by a pleading tone. " Catherine, end this. Please. Just leave him. He's never gonna change. Be strong, leave, for Lindsey."
Where's her head
Where's her nerve
Does part of her think this is all she deserves
Oh, I would be stronger
I would not stay one minute longer
I would be stronger than that
"Gil, did it ever occur to you that it takes more strength to stay?" Catherine had appeared next to him and her hands were gently cupping his face. "But you're right.. This has gone on long enough. I'm going to go get Lindsey." With that she turned on her heel and headed for the door.
Gil was so surprised by her actions that he forgot about Eddie's other woman. By the time he had reached the door she was in her car on the way back to her house. He hoped to God that Eddie was too preoccupied to hurt her.
Oh, I would be stronger
I would not wait one minute longer
I would be stronger than that
Author: Catherine Grissom
E-mail: kleopatra_gurl@yahoo.com
Rating: I dunno.PG-13.. Probably
Content: Gil/Cath;
Summary: I suck at these.It's basically a late night visit for comfort.
Disclaimer: Not mine, though I wish the 4 boys, Gil, Nick, Warrick, and Greg were!
Archive: If you're sure ya want it, take it. Just tell me where it's going
Feedback: 1st fic. Tell me how I did.But be nice.I don't take well to unkindness.
Author's Note: Ok.Look this was inspired by an awesome fic called "6 am" by AetherIris...When I say it was inspired by it I don't mean that it's gonna follow it.Ok?
Dedication: This is for Megan, my best friend, and my Beta.
Gil Grissom was awakened from a sound sleep by the ringing of the doorbell. 'Who would visit at this hour?' he wondered, looking at the clock. Despite his attempt to ignore it, the ringing was persistent. He decided to see who it was.
There's a friend who will call
When her husband's asleep
Crossing the phone lines for comfort
And she cries that she needs him and
Someday he'll change
And now's not a good time to go
Gil stumbled down the stairs and somehow made it to the door without tripping. When he opened it he saw a bowed head of strawberry-blonde hair that he would know anywhere; Catherine was at his doorstep. And she was crying. He was beginning to wonder why she was so upset when she looked up, and he had his answer. The bruises that covered her face were at least ten times worse than last time's. As he stepped aside to allow her in his hatred for her so-called "husband" returned in full force. It was times like these that he wondered why she stayed with Eddie.
And it isn't my place to say leave him and run
That no love is worth all the damage he's done
But if she'll hold her ground
Then I'll hold my tongue
Ever the diplomat
Oh, I'd like to think
That I would be stronger than that
Then he remembered the small, blonde child, and, while still not completely understanding, he knew her reason. Lindsey was Catherine's pride and joy. Gil remembered the last time this had happened. It hadn't been as bad, but he'd still told her that she should leave Ed, for her own safety.
"Gil, you know I would, but Lindsey needs a father. Her father."
For Lindsey, always for Lindsey. Gil figured Catherine knew that Eddie could kill her, but she didn't want Lindsey to miss out on having her father, so she withstood the beatings. The argument had ended there, Gil had been at a loss as to his next statement, and so the conversation had died.
Where's her head?
Where's her nerve?
Does part of her think this is all she deserves?
Oh, I would be stronger
I would not stay one minute longer
I would be stronger than that
Gil shut the door and walked into the living room where Catherine had seated herself on the couch. He stopped, leaned against the wall, and waited. Whether he was waiting for her composure or his own he didn't know, all he did know was that his best friend was falling completely to pieces on his couch, and there was nothing he could do to stop or prevent it. At that thought Gil had another, Eddie caused this, so if he could keep her from Eddie.Gil nearly laughed at the path his mind was taking. Catherine was as stubborn as she was beautiful, and she'd go back. That was why he adored her so.He'd learned that a while ago, and, while it had shocked him then, he had learned to accept it; he was.No, he had fallen in love with her. But she was married now, and he'd lost his chance.
It started out good they usually do
Then one day it's taken for granted
'Til words become weapons and love turns to pain
Oh, why is she still holding on
When she and Eddie had first started dating it had gone well, they were a happy pair, and by the time Gil had finally figured out how he felt, his chance with her had passed. Then he proposed, they got married, and then came the beatings. Eddie would come home drunk and angry, and he'd take it out on her. Catherine had, and was struggling to make the marriage work. In the midst of this she'd gotten pregnant and had given birth to Lindsey, an event that Eddie apparently found unimportant, as he'd "forgotten" to show up.
Catherine had calmed a little, so Gil cut his reverie short and went to tend to her.
She says living without him is too hard to face
And I try to imagine myself in her place
But with well chosen words and well placed tears
She forgives him in two seconds flat
Oh, I'd like to think
That I would be stronger than that
"Cath, why do you let him do this to you?"
"I don't want him to hurt Lins."
Gil knew exactly where this conversation was headed, and it wasn't good.
"Catherine, this needs to stop. He could kill you. How would that help Lindsey?" Gil was struggling to keep his cool; Catherine was so damn stubborn, and while he loved her for it, right now it was just pissing him off.
"Gil, it'll stop. Just.."
"When?" Gil stopped trying to control his pent-up fury and simply released it.
Where's her head
Where's her nerve
Does part of her think this is all she deserves
Oh, I would be stronger
I would not stay one minute longer
I would be stronger than that
"When, Catherine? When I have to have my team investigate a murder at your address?! When the next autopsy Al has to perform is yours?! How is that gonna help Lindsey? How the hell will that help?!."
Gil was promptly silenced by a sound slap to the face.
"How dare you?" Catherine's tears had started anew, and she was mad as a hornet. "How dare you bring her into this? You know damn well I can't raise her on my own!"
"Why not? Eddie doesn't give a damn about her, he's not the one working Graveyard to put food on the table!" For this he received another slap.
I know what she's thinking and I know what she'd say
That my life and her life are like night and like day
And her love is the love that will save him
Brave words but I don't believe them
"I know he's not perfect," There was a deadly calm to her words that Gil had never heard. " But he's trying. By God he's trying. And he's getting better; your head is just stuck so deep in that goddamned microscope that you can't see it!"
"If he's getting better then why are the beatings getting worse?" Catherine had no answer. Gil's anger had dissipated somewhat, replaced by a pleading tone. " Catherine, end this. Please. Just leave him. He's never gonna change. Be strong, leave, for Lindsey."
Where's her head
Where's her nerve
Does part of her think this is all she deserves
Oh, I would be stronger
I would not stay one minute longer
I would be stronger than that
"Gil, did it ever occur to you that it takes more strength to stay?" Catherine had appeared next to him and her hands were gently cupping his face. "But you're right.. This has gone on long enough. I'm going to go get Lindsey." With that she turned on her heel and headed for the door.
Gil was so surprised by her actions that he forgot about Eddie's other woman. By the time he had reached the door she was in her car on the way back to her house. He hoped to God that Eddie was too preoccupied to hurt her.
Oh, I would be stronger
I would not wait one minute longer
I would be stronger than that