Author: Isabel Juno

Story: Beginnings and Ends- the 3rd and final story in the Opposites trilogy

Spoilers/Disclaimers: said it before and i'll say it again i only own CSI in my dreams. )

Authors Note: I've messed around with the ages… if you don't like sorry but I'm not changing it…. And also…. You might want to read the first two stories … you might not get all references otherwise. I'm just going to say this now... i don't own CSI and any character names you don't know from csi are mine or are allusions... i don't own any of the songs i use in these stories i just like em' and think they are appropriate... good day and please READ AND REVIEW! )

Beginnings and Ends

The Third Story in the Opposites Series

By Isabel Juno

Shock Value

Gil Grissom yawned and stretched. He over balanced in his chair and fell out of it much to the amusement of a young girl sitting across the study.

"Nice one Gil." She teased smirking. Gil grumbled irritably untangling himself from his desk chair.

"I get hurt and you laugh… you sick little sadist." Lindsey laughed and Gil was forcibly reminded of her mother. The pre-teen looked much like her mother. Gil told her so. She rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at him before returning her attention to the bug magazine she'd stolen from Grissom. Gil smirked and Catherine poked her head in to investigate the loud thud she'd heard from the kitchen. She saw Gil still sitting by his overturned desk chair and raised an eyebrow.

"Speak of the devil." Muttered Lindsey not looking up. Catherine's eyebrow rose a little further. Gil grimaced as he picked himself and the chair up.

"We were just talking about you." He explained. Catherine's eyebrow was now in danger of disappearing into her hair.

"Oh?" She said simply. Gil glanced up at her as he situated himself carefully back into his old desk chair.

"Yes, Lindsey was making fun of me for falling out of my chair and I called her a sadist and she laughed and I told her she reminded me of you. She looks like you do when you're being evil."

"Hence, speak of the devil." She said meaning it in more ways than one. Gil grinned.

"Exactly." She went over to him and began whispering into his ear. Gil's eyebrows rose and Lindsey glanced up and rolled her eyes.

"Get a room." She muttered. The two looked at her startled. Gil took advantage of Lindsey's mistake. He and Cath both knew Lindsey thought they'd been saying something inappropriate. They'd actually been discussing dinner options but Gil wanted payback for her laughing at him. He smirked at Cath, she figured out his plan right before he enacted it. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her onto his lap before kissing her very passionately. This display caused Lindsey to yell at them about PDA before throwing the magazine up in disgust and vacating the room in record time. Gil pulled away for two reasons. One for breath and one to ask what PDA meant.

"Its Public Display of Affection." Catherine explained. Gil smirked.

"But we're not in public." He protested. Catherine shrugged in a manner that said, "eh… what can you do?" and then kissed him again. Miles came into the room saying hi to both Gil and Cath seemingly unphased by the fact that Catherine was sitting on Gil's lap with his arms around her. He went over and examined Henry the 8th, Gil's pet Mexican Red Kneed tarantula.

"Hiya Henry!" He said cheerfully to the arachnid. The spider lifted its front two legs in greeting to Miles. Miles grinned and looked at Gil.

"Can I pick him up? PLEASE?" He begged, looking at Gil hopefully. Gil relented. He waved his hand in assent and Miles grinned cheerfully.

"WOOT!" He said loudly, earning him a raised eyebrow from Gil and a laugh from Catherine. He grinned sheepishly at Gil and goaded Henry onto his palm. He lifted his palm to eye level and examined the tarantula fearlessly.

"Hiya Henry." Miles said softly. Henry moved calmly across Miles' palm and slowly up the boys flannel button up shirt sleeve. Gil watched in a mildly interested way as the boy and the tarantula interacted both completely placid.

Catherine sat observing Gil's expression. She still couldn't get over the fact that they were married. She couldn't get over the fact that they'd been married for a year and a half. It had been two years since Sara had been killed and everybody had moved on. Nick and Kathleen were engaged and would be getting married in a few days. Warrick had been transferred and put in charge of Baltimore Crime Lab and would be coming back for Nick's wedding, which was good because he was the best man. Jim was considering a move to San Diego where he'd been promised a position as police chief. Greg had completed his therapy and had adopted Miles. Greg was now in charge of the day shift and loved it. Nick was in charge of the swing shift and Catherine was running the graveshift. Gil had finally been bullied into taking Ecklie's old job. He had become the most notoriously active assistant director in the country and was also the only one who would constantly be doing fieldwork. He had insisted on that. He would have continued to refuse them if they didn't let him do fieldwork. Kathleen had taken to writing and had become rather successful and was also a professor at UNLV. She was considered to be the most eccentric and insane professor the university had ever seen and her classes were always a few students over capacity. It was said that even her stunt with the chickens and maple syrup wasn't enough to scare her students into complaining. Catherine thought Kathleen was a great teacher and also thought she was slightly mental, if not more than slightly. Miles was Lindsey's age but was a few grades ahead of her because of his odd knowledge of how to scare his teachers by looking like an einstein level genius. His actual IQ was about 143 and he disliked his classes immensly and just wanted to move ahead for the sports. He wanted to join the soccer and swim teams and spent much of his free time training. He and Lindsey both liked soccer and enjoyed ganging up on Greg and Gil. Gil turned out to be a pretty decent goalie with a wicked kick that greatly annoyed their neighbors everytime he broke a window. Soccer was usually taken to the park for this reason. Miles should have been with Lindsey in the sixth grade but he'd been moved ahead to the eighth grade and he told them he wished he could just repeat eighth grade for a few years so he didn't have to go to high school; everytime he said this Lindsey accused him of being insane and the two would promptly get into a friendly arguement of who was more insane, Miles or Gil. Gil was inevitably deemed to be the more insane of the two.

Catherine wondered momentarily if she should drag Gil into their bedroom and tell him what she'd been trying to get him alone to tell him. Lindsey chose this moment to show up and gape at Miles.

"You're crazy!" She exclaimed in disgust and shock. Miles smiled at her and shook his head.

"No. I'm not crazy. Gil is crazy." Lindsey paused to think about this.

"Ok I'll give you that but you're crazy too." Miles shrugged carefully as not to bother Henry who was resting peacefully on his hand.

"I never said I wasn't." He reminded her. Lindsey threw her arms up in mock despair making Miles laugh and Gil smirk. Catherine smiled and shook her head.

"I think you're both crazy." Gil informed them. The two kids gave him an incredulous look. Catherine elbowed Gil in the side.

"Look who's talking King Crazy." She teased. He gave her his little smirk that told her he was planning something. She got to her feet and backed away from him warily.

"Gil..." That was as far as she got before he grabbed something off of his desk and tossed it at her. The "it" had eight legs and looked like a spider. Catherine screamed as it landed on her and Gil started laughing jubilantly. Catherine started trying to get the arachnid out of her hair while Gil collapsed against his desk laughing so hard his face had gone bright red. Miles was giggling and Lindsey was struggling to keep a straight face. Greg came in and watched the scene completely bewildered. His hair was as spiky and messy as ever and his Pink Floyd t-shirt and jeans looked as goofy as ever with his suit jacket over them. By the time Catherine had finally managed to dislodge the arachnid with Greg's help; Miles was still giggling and even Henry the 8th seemed to be laughing at Catherine, his two front legs moving through the air in a strange way that conveyed amusement. Gil was now gasping for air and Lindsey was laughing so hard she was crying. Greg held up the culprit, a rubber spider that Gil had bought for Lindsey at a bug convention he'd gone to in Chicago and he'd brought Miles a Cubs cap which Miles was constantly wearing. Catherine stared at the inanimate spider for a moment completely dumbfounded, she then turned to Gil who had stopped laughing and was now looking apprehensive. Catherine pondered just how to get Gil back for this. An idea came to her and an evil smirk made its way onto her face.

"Right then, calamari it is then." With that she strolled out of the room while Lindsey, Gil, and Greg began to regret the prank, even Henry looked downcast. Catherine's attempts at calamari were pitiful at best. It always turned out rather rubbery and chewy, not at all like good calamari. Greg gave Gil a desperate look.

"Do something." Greg ordered; this was seconded by Lindsey and Miles who rightly feared the calamari. Gil sighed and nodded.

"Put Henry back ok Miles?" This instruction was met with swift and immediate whining. Miles said goodbye to Henry and sadly put him back in his glass habitat. Henry waved his legs as if he was saying goodbye. Lindsey poked Miles and told him that he needed to see a new trick Jake had learned. Jake was the grey mouse that the two had found two years prior. Catherine had let Lindsey keep him because Lindsey had already grown so attached to him and he didn't take up much space. The mouse was rather old and wouldn't live much longer; even though Lindsey and Miles knew this they still refused to accept it. Gil sighed again and wandered down the stairs towards the kitchen. The kids stole off to Lindsey's room and Greg was left standing in the middle of Gil's study with various species of bugs eyeing him. Greg hated this room, he always felt that the bugs were planning on cooking him on a spit and having themselves a little luau. Standing nervously for a moment more he dashed out of the room losing the unmentioned staring contest with the bugs. For once the creaky stairs didn't announce his descent and he caught part of the conversation Catherine and Gil were having; it froze him in his tracks.

"Gil, I think I'm pregnant." With those five words the world seemed to stop for Gil Grissom who never thought he'd get to be a father again. His mind blanked. He could tell from the anxious look on Catherine's face she needed to know how he felt about this. Gil's vocal cords seemed to have frozen and his body felt like it was made of lead. Gil struggled to clear the fog that had petrified his brain. It didn't work. All he managed was,

"You're kidding." His voice sounded only a fraction as startled as he felt. Catherine shook her head, not looking at him. Gil let out a laugh and hugged Catherine around the waist lifting her up and spinning her around. She shouted his name in shock and smacked his shoulder. He only grinned and kissed her. "This is beyond wonderful." He whispered in her ear, hugging her closely to him. Catherine hugged him back feeling drained and relieved. This was a huge worry off of her mind. She'd been terrified that he would take the news badly. Gil buried his head in the nape of her neck kissing her gently. She rested her head on his and simply held her arms around him unwilling to let him go.

Gil thanked whatever powers may be for this and silently promised himself that nothing would go wrong and for the first time in his life Gil Grissom almost believed it.

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