This is my first fic, so I would like to know your opinion. English isn't my normal language, please keep that in mind. All the characters in this fic are property of CBS and the wonderful writers of CSI, I'm just borrowing them. Enjoy, and let me know what you think..

Alyssa

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Warrick was staring at her for a while now. But he didn't care cause no one could see him anyway.

They didn't work on the same case this time, but her case was very difficult and she had told him all about it, hoping that he could help her out.

She was about to close it now and he wanna to see how she discovered the suspect.

That's why he stood there, behind the glass. She didn't know he stood there and she couldn't see him either.

He likes to stare at her. And watch her interrogate the suspects…

She was done, the suspect gave up. Warrick had to get out of this room. She could walk out the other room any moment now and would see him if he'd stay there.

He walks out, into the hallway and bumps into Nick.

"Hey man. Well done on that restaurant case. How about a drink? I'm buying." Says Nick.

"Yeah, that would be great. See you in the locker room in a couple minutes?" Says Warrick.

"Okay, and ask Catherine to come too," says Nick and he gestures at the interrogation room. "She looks like she could really use a drink." And he takes off.

Warrick waits on a bench in the hallway for Catherine. He sees the cop in the room handcuff the suspect and as he watches, they come out of the room, leaving Catherine alone. As soon as the two men are around the corner, Warrick stands up and walks over to the interrogation room. He opens the door.

"Hey you." He says.

Catherine looks up. "Hey."

"Are you okay? You look exhausted."

She smiles. He loves it when she smiles.

"I'm on the end of my second shift." She explains.

"Oh, so I guess you don't wanna have a drink with Nick and me?" He says regretfully.

"Well, as long as it stays by one drink, count me in."

"Okay. So… see you in a couple minutes in the locker room?" He says again.

"Give me another five, to pull myself together. Okay?"

"Sure. Later!"

That went well; he thinks when he is outside. This could still become a very interesting evening.

...

"And then I said…" Warrick isn't really listening to Nick's story, but Catherine is having a great time. Warrick smiles on the inside when he sees her like this.

It didn't stay by one drink, but he's sure that she knew that already when he asked her to go. He knows she's gonna end it soon or they'll be sitting here for hours.

And he's right: "Guys, I have to go. Thanks, I had a blast." She says.

"Let me drive you home Cath. You drank too much to drive." He suggests.

"Okay then. Bye Nicky!" She says.

"Let's go." Says Warrick.

When they have driven for a while, he notices that she has fallen asleep. He strikes her cheek.
You're so beautiful, he thinks.

When they're at Catherine's house he wakes her up by putting a hand on her shoulder and shaking her slightly.

"Come on, Cath. You're home."

She groans. Then she gets out of the car. He walks her to her front door. Funny; he thinks, it's just like a date.

"Thanks for the drive." She says.

"You're welcome." Is he wrong, or is she looking a moment too long at him?

"Goodnight." She says.

"Night." And he walks back to his car. He turns around to see her one more time, but he's too late, she has closed the door already…

...

Warrick gets up and gets dressed. After 'breakfast' he goes to the lab. He wants to speak to Catherine but he can't find her anywhere. He walks into Grissom's office.

"Do you know where Catherine is?" He asks.

"She took the day off. She said she was very tired from her last case."

"That's not like her, to take the day off."

Grissom shrugs. Warrick goes to work. He has to go to a crime scene. A teenager found dead on a basketball field. He hates that kind of cases.

He's not in a very good mood when he gets home. But when he presses the button of his answering machine and he hears the voice of Catherine, he forgets about the case immediately.

"Hey Warrick. I had fun yesterday. Wanna do it again. How about dinner sometimes? Give me a call."

Warrick froze for a moment. Did she just ask him out? He dials her number.

"Hey Cath. How are ya?"

"Hey! I'm fine, thanks."

"Love to have dinner. Tomorrow's fine?"

"Great. How about that new place at the Strip?"

"Sure. But, Catherine, why weren't you at work today?"

"Uh… I took just a day off. Can you pick me up at six?"

"Okay. See you then." And Warrick hangs up.

She did a bit strange. It's really not like Catherine to stay home, not go to work. And she was avoiding his question. But at least they're going out. Or is this not a date? Well, he'll know that tomorrow.

...

Warrick is glad it's Saturday. He never works on Saturdays. But if he did, with this 'date' tonight, he probably couldn't concentrate anyway. He's really nervous, but all ready to go. He sprays some more aftershave and leaves his house. In the car he puts in the most romantic CD he has. He is at Catherine's house. He checks his breath and knocks on her door. Lindsey opens it.

"Hey Lindsey. Can you call your mother for me?"

"Mom, Warrick's here!" Lindsey shouts.

"Okay honey." Catherine gets a wink from her daughter. Warrick sees it and smiles.

They get into the car and Warrick drives away after he waved at Lindsey. They talk like friends, but Warrick can feel the tension in the car. When they arrive, Catherine gets ready to leave the car.

"Wait!" Says Warrick. He gets out and walks around the car. He opens the door for Catherine.

"Well, thanks!" She says, and gives him a smile. Warrick looks at her with an 'it's your turn'-look.

Fortunately, she gets the hint. She puts her arm in his and they walk to the restaurant.

Three hours later they come out of the restaurant; hand in hand. Warrick's again a gentleman and opens the passenger door for her. When he sits next to her, he presses the button 'play' on his CD-player. Catherine looks at him and smiles. He feels butterflies inside.

"Did I tell you, you look beautiful tonight?" He says, "…as always, of course!" He adds. Does he see her blushing?

At Catherine's front door she looks at him. "Thanks Warrick, I had a great time." She steps forward and kisses him on the cheek. He smiles. "Me too."

She goes into her house and he walks back to his car.

This was definitely a date; he thinks when he feels his cheek still burning at the place where she kissed him.

...

She smiled the whole Sunday. Of course Lindsey noticed it, so Catherine had told her the 'date' went well.

"Don't you mean perfect?" Lindsey had said. "You had this thing for him for so long and finally you got a chance to make that clear to him. That's really something to be nervous about… and you were!"

Catherine laughs when she thinks back of their conversation. She realizes she has a smart daughter.

"Was it so obvious?" She had asked her.

"Totally!" Was Lindsey's answer.

Catherine is on her way to the lab. She wonders if her colleagues would notice her happiness, and if Warrick is also satisfied with how the date went. She decides to go find him right after she has put her coat and purse in her locker. But it isn't necessary to go look for him because he is already in the locker room.

"Hey!" She says when she walks into the room.

Warrick stands on the other side of the wooden bench, in front of his opened locker. "Hey babe." Was his respond.

Babe? Was it that serious already?

"So… did you have fun Saturday night?" She asks when she opens a locker in an other row.

He shuts his locker and walks over to her, where he leans against the locker next to hers.

"Absolutely. Are you in for a second date?" He asks.

"So you call it a date too, huh?" She's relieved.

"Yeah. Shouldn't I?"

"No, you should." She comes a little closer to him.

"Cath…" She sees him biting his lower lip for a moment.

"Yeah?" She can feel his breath on her face.

"Not here."

"You're right," she steps away. "How does breakfast sound?" She suggests.

"As music to my ears." He says, making her smile.

...

TBC