Even with Grissom's terrible people skills, he knew that Catherine had reached her breaking point. Eddie may have been an unfaithful husband, but he was still the father of their daughter, Lindsey. Grissom knew that she was crying more for Lindsey, who would have to grow up without a daddy, and he knew how hard that was.

Grissom tentatively reached for her, placing his hands on her hips. He felt alien towards people. Suddenly, though, he knew what he had to do. He slowly inched his arms around her waist and pulled her close, so that her head lay on his chest.

"It's okay, it's alright, everything's going to be okay," He whispered, attempting to comfort her with soft words of reassurance.

Rocking on the balls of his feet, he waited until her last sobs had subsided. He heard her hiccup and, smiling a small smile, he leant in to kiss her forehead.

"Thank-you, Griss," she murmured into his shirt, unwilling to let go.

Reluctantly, she pulled away, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Is it okay if I have the night off?"

"Yeah, take all the time you need."

"Thank-you," Catherine said and she smiled for the first time in days, "You're a real good friend, you know that?"

With one last pat on the arm, she left the break room and headed towards the exit.