AN: yeah I've never written Catherine before, kinda hard to get in her head so here's my best shot
Disclaimer: I own nothing blah blah blah
ARMOR
She wove her way through the precariously parked police cars, heart thudding through her chest, choking back tears. Millions of
thoughts swirled through her head, first and foremost though, this could not be happening, she couldn't lose him like this, or at al
l for that matter, it would break her. She passed Nick, sitting on a bench, she pinned her hopes on his reaction, and the defeated
shake of his head nearly destroyed her right there. The fragile exterior, the shell that she had put up since Mike had died, it was
already shaken enough, this would crack it, no this would shatter it. Suddenly she was at the crime scene she got there just in
time to see the coroner cover his face with a white sheet, she sent a two second glance at Grissom, he met her eyes. She
crumpled, both literally and figuratively, and the tears she had been trying so valiantly to hold back now coursed their way down
her cheeks. Hersilent crying escalated into full blown sobs as she felt Nick wrap his arms around her, she turned into his embrace,
buried her facein his neck. Slowly her tears subsided and she put the shield back up but, now and forevermore, there was a chink
in herbulletproof armor.