Catherine Willows walked into CSI HQ with a sigh. Sge was supposed to have the week off but a high priority case popped up out of no where so she was called in.

Her steps were heavy with sleep because Jim Brass called her when she was sleeping so she had to hop to it to get there before Grissom started the breifing on the case.

She walked into the break room. Everyone else was there and waiting, including Greg.

" You're late" said Grissom when she walked in.

She didn't even stop but went straight for the coffee pot.

" So would you if you were called within 15 minutes of the breifing of the highest priority case of the week while you were supposed to have the week off to spend time with your kid" she said without looking at him but at the warm brown liquid in her coffee cup and smelling the sweet auroma.

All the rest of them, Nick, Warrick, Sara, and Greg, kept looking at Grissom for some sign of a come back, but unfortunate for them, he didnt do anything except shoot a glare at Catherine in which she quickly returned.

Catherine sat down next to Warrick and she started talking to the rest of them.

During this, Grissom secretly looked at her from the corner of his eye. This was a ritual that he enjoyed very much. But each day was different. Today, he took a while to stare at her lips.

She usually wore lipstick everyday. But today he was lucky. Her lips were 'naked' and he enjoyed watching them form words which sueted her musky, arousing voice perfectly.

But he also liked looking at her woredrobe. Her sense of style left a bit of mystery to her that made him predict of what she would wear the next day. He was almost always wrong. But he never stopped doing it. Today, she was wearing , underneath her jean jacket, a tight, longsleeved, blue shirt with a deep neck that showed off just enough cleavege to leave plenty to the imagination. She was also wearing dark bellbottoms and mid-calve boots. Eventhough she loved high heels, these were almost flat shoes.

But in his own words without the description, she was stunning.

Catherine also was doing something she loved. Watching Grissom watch her. She knew what kind of clothes aroused Grissom and she wore them often. She also loved looking at Grissom when he was working. Watching his facial features while he was thinking, wondering what was going on up there in that intellegent brain of his. Grissom was wearing a black overcoat over a grey shirt that brought out his blue eyes. Dark pants covered those sexy legs and black shoes that looked new covered his feet.

'Casual' thought Catherine.

"Uh, guys. The case?" asked Nick.

"Um... yeah." Grissom said taken aback from his day dreams of Catherine. " 3 victums 1 missing. The dead are David Vanderfelk and his 2 kids. The missing is the mom Tina Vanderfelk, missing from the house and we have no witnesses that we know of yet."

" Whose driving?" asked Sara

" I will" said Catherine willing to go to work

When they arrived, the house was in flames.

"What happend?" asked Grissom

"We dont know" answered Jim Brass "When we got here it was all smoking and it went to hell after that"

"Catherine?" asked Grissom

"Yeah Gil?" she asked

He was surprised she called him by his first name but quickly got to the point. " There is a gun on the front yard. Can you grab it?" he asked

"Yeah I think so"

"Well be careful Catherine and I mean it"

"Dont worry about me Gil"

"I always worry" he said before grabbing her hand and giving it a light squeeze.

Comforted by the gesture, she started heading for the gun that was only a couple yards from the blazing house. She quickly crawled to get it but she stood up because the ashes were still hot on the grass. She ran to the gun and was getting ready to bend down to get it when the house exploded. She was hurled onto the front of a cop car and went crashing through the windsheild. She tried to hollar 'Gil!" but everything went black.

TBC

What will happen to Catherine?? I will update when I get 5 good reviews!!