Exposed

Disclaimer: I do not own CSI or any characters.

Summary: Everyone knows that Catherine Willows used to be an exotic dancer in her early days. But what they don't know is about her magazine layout she had done….

Her daughter Lindsey – age 15 was well aware about her mother's exotic dancing, but like Catherine's friends at CSI was unaware of her magazine layout until one day…..

Unlike my other stories which are GSR based, this is going to be a Warrick/Catherine focus.


Chapter 1

Lindsey Willows came storming into her home one day raging mad. Her eyes were blazing and her face was red. Catherine had been sitting in her living room talking to her CSI crew about a case. The gang had all met at Catherine's that day because the lab was being fumigated or something. No one actually knew the details, Ecklie just asked them to relocate to Catherine's house for a few hours.

"I hate you mom" Lindsey screamed angrily at her mom.

Catherine excused her self and pushed her daughter gently into the kitchen where she faced her visibly angry daughter.

"Lindsey, how dare you! I thought I told you to go to grandmas after school! I am working with my colleagues here and this interruption is not looking very good!"

Lindsey snorted. "Frankly this is my house too mother and I really don't care what you say anymore"

Catherine was shocked. She knew her daughter was rebelling due to the loss of her grandfather earlier in the year and the fact that she didn't have a father figure in her life (except the guys at CSI who care about her)

"Lindsey what in the world are you so upset about, please tell me why you are barging in here and making such a scene!"

Lindsey's eyes went cold "You wanna know why, I'll tell you why"

Wordlessly, Lindsey pulled out a copy of the magazine and flipped to the pages in question and slammed it down on the kitchen table. "Explain this to me mom"

Catherine was speechless and sat down at the table with a sigh. Meanwhile, Warrick who at the urging of the others in the living room walked into the kitchen to see what the ruckus was about. "What's the matter Cath? We're worried about you I…" then he saw the pictures.

"Oh gawd" he said and turned on his heel and left the kitchen.

When he re-entered the living room, the others stared at him in anticipation. "What's the matter Warrick, why are you blushing?" Sara asked.

"Am I? Oh nothing… I just interrupted them talking girl talk" replied Warrick.

The others exchanged glances. Nothing much embarrasses Warrick so they knew that he was lying.

Nick walked over to Warrick. "C'mon dude, tell us what was going on in there" he said.

Warrick, not being able to say it aloud in mixed company he leaned over and whispered it to Nick. Nick in turn blushed too.

Grissom and Sara exchanged glances. "For the love of god you two stop being such big babies and spill - what was it you saw Warrick" Sara said and glared at the two who knew the secret.

Warrick sighed. "Well we all knew that Catherine was an exotic dancer 20 years ago right… well she did more than dance…" he began but couldn't finish.

"What are you saying – she was a hooker?" asked Sara.

"No…think Playboy" Nick said.

Grissom stiffened but said nothing.

"YOU KNEW" Nick, Warrick and Sara exclaimed.

Grissom didn't reply.

Back in the kitchen….

"I'm the laughing stock of Butterfield Mom! My mom the stripper is now my mom the layout wench!" she said.

Catherine had no idea what to say to her daughter. She was shocked at how anybody came in contact with this magazine.

"I am sorry Lindsey for any embarrassment I have caused you, I know this must have been a shock for you…."

"You don't know the half of it mom! Rachel and Molly have kicked me off the Cheerleading squad. I've been excluded from other clubs. I signed up for a bunch of clubs earlier and no one accepted me into the club because of you! This photo is circulating among the students and its on the bulletin board at school, with various parts covered obviously! I asked them to remove it, but since it has been amended to "PG" they said "NO" freedom of expression…. No laws have been broken. For the record, I am not going back to Butterfield EVER." She said and stormed upstairs and slammed her door.

Catherine walked back into the living room and faced her colleagues.

"Uh I... " she said and burst into hysterical tears. Warrick immediately went over to comfort her.