TITLE : The Desk

AUTHOR : Kay

PAIRINGS : G/C of course!

FEEDBACK: Yes please...either here or by email

RATING: PG

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but my imagination

SPOILERS: none

SUMMARY: Catherine, Grissom and a desk...need I say more? Pure fluff.

"Grissom!"

"What?"

"What are you doing?"

"Cleaning out my desk, what does it look like I'm doing?"

"Why?"

"I'm getting a new one."

"Why?"

"This one's getting old."

"But I like this one!"

"Catherine, you hate my desk, you're always bugging me to clean it up."

"Exactly, I hate that you cover it up with your bugs and experiments and paperwork. I like the desk itself, in fact, I feel sorry for it! It doesn't deserve to be covered up like that."

"Well, now it won't be, the new one will."

"But I like this one!"

"Why?"

"I just do."

"Well, you'll like the other one even better!"

"But this one's still perfectly good!"
"No, it's not. One of the drawers won't open, it tilts to one side and it's not big enough."

"That's not the point!"

"All right, give me one good reason why I should keep this desk."
"Well, I...uh...I.... ummmm...never mind."

"Come on, Cath, you barge into my office, demanding that I not throw my desk out. The least you can do is tell me why."

"Well, ihavefantasiesaboutwhatyouandmecoulddoonthisdesk."

"What? I didn't understand a word you just said."

"Are you sure your operation worked?"

"My operation worked just fine. Now stop trying to change the subject!"

"Sorry."

"Now, are you going to tell me?"

"Do I have to?"

"I'm the supervisor."

"Fine! Ihavefantasiesaboutyourdeskand-"

"Catherine! Please, one word at a time!"

"Fine. Umm...well, I have these dreams about your desk, except, uhhhh, they aren't really dreams, cuz you know, I'm sort of awake and-"

"Ok, now you're babbling."

"Sorry."

"You have fantasies about my desk?"

"Well, yeah."

"About who?"

"You."

"Me?"

"And me."

"You?"

"Yep."

"You and me?"

"That's what I said."

"On the desk?"

"Uh-huh."

"Oh."

"Yeah"

"I see."

"Well, now you know."

"I sure do."

"So...."

"So...if these fantasies of yours were to come true, you would let me get a new desk?"

"That depends."

"On what?"

"On whether it was as good as those fantasies."

"Hmmm, well I guess we'll find out soon enough won't we?"

"Oh, most definitely!"

FINIS