Disclaimer: Don't own anything, song is Jump then fall by Taylor Swift.
Rating: T
Summary: Catherine's been hurt at a crime scene and Grissom's brought her home.
Note: I've had this story in my head for a long time and have rewritten it countless of times, but enough's enough, so here it is. It isn't meant to be a one-shot, but yeah. Hope you like it. xx
He turned on the hot water awkwardly with one hand simultaneously holding on to her frail form while arguing with himself whether or not to undress her, but came to the conclusion that getting her out of wet clothes probably was going to be more complicated. He helped her to stand, her body supported by his, as he tried to undress her. He gently pulled theblouse of her, unbuttoned her pants and pulled them off her too with great difficulty. He sat down on the edge of the tub and carefully pulled her onto his lap. He turned off the water and estimated the temperature. Deciding it was too hot he turned on the cold water. Suddenly very aware of the whole situation, he whispered in her ear and she nodded vaguely. He removed her bra and her panties sitting with her in her purest form. The feeling of being insignificant and helpless left him for a moment as he let his eyes wander hungrily over her naked body. He shook his head and moved his glance. He turned off the water and lifted her into it. She clung to him not willing to let his arms move from around his neck. "Cath, you have to let go of me." His head was going numb as she shook her head. "Catherine, I am right here and I am not going anywhere. Now please, let go?" She slowly let go of him and he stretched his neck. He grabbed a sponge and began washing her cautiously. She was like an infant, he her guardian. Her eyes were closed and she might as well be dead. The thought scared him more than anything. He felt an urge to reach out and touch her, for the record just to make sure that she really was alive. He caressed her gently. She seemed so fragile.
When he had bathed her, he lifted her out of the tub getting himself drenched without a single worry. Her arms flew around his neck instantly and she rested her head against his chest. She looked like an angel naked in his arms. She was in his arms. Naked. Never had she been more beautiful to him. He moved the sheets on the bed and lay her down on it. He forced her arms apart while debating if he should dress her or not. It wouldn't matter much anyway. He decided not to. "Cath, I'm going to leave now, alright? Just call me if you need anything." Her eyes flew open at once and locked on his. He moved closer to her as to hear something she hadn't said. She held her hands out towards him and he grasped them. Unexpectedly, she pulled him down on top of her. He rolled over her as fast as he could. "Cath, I have to go back." She pulled him close. "Please," she whispered melting his heart. "At least let me call in." She released her grip on his arm and he sighed and got out of the bed. "Gil?" she asked. "My phone is in my jacket, I will just…" he interrupted himself when following her gaze to the phone on the nightstand. They would understand that he was at her place, hell, they knew already.
He rid himself of his wet clothes and climbed back into the bed. She pressed herself into him and he wrapped his arms around her as out of habit. For the first time he was able to truly provide for her. Soon he felt her relax completely and heard her soft, steady breathing. He caressed her arm carefully and kissed her hair. He couldn't help but feel a little smug as he lay there with Catherine, naked, in his arms. As much as he was agonized by the fact that he was only there as her friend and colleague, he was going to enjoy the once in a lifetime moment and it wasn't long till he was fast asleep too.
Oh oh, I'm feeling you baby
Don't be afraid to jump then fall
Jump then fall into me
Baby, I'm never gonna leave you
Say that you want to be with me too
Cause I'm gonna stay through it all
So jump then fall
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