Authors Note : This story came to my mind as well I've been having a grey day, so I though I share it. For those of you that should be sensitive of the material, please do not read.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation and I don't make any money from it
Warning: Suicide.
Last Letter.
Dear Gilbert, my beloved Grissom. It has been to long since I wrote to you, I know, but the matter of fact is that I haven't felt up for writing to you lately. In fact I haven't been up for anything right now. It is all crumbling down on me. And to be honest I don't know how to handle it anymore.
It was easier back in the old days, when you were here, we were two against the world, now I am only one and I am just not strong enough.
I can't do it all.
Work, house, the business and my little butterfly.
I know I am selfish when I say that I wish you had never left, but I do, I really do as I needed you here. I need you here, by my side. Forever, for always. I hate being alone Gilbert.
Do you miss me as I miss you, I sometimes wonder?
Am I ever in your thoughts?
Do you miss us and what we had?
I do as I loved you back then in every way, even when with Eddie, maybe more when we were over. I hoped we would become something. I hoped that you loved me too. It always seemed like you did, even in your letters.
Why couldn't you have come back for me when you ended it with Sara? Come back to me and the little butterfly, I know you miss her. And she misses you.
I know when you get this, I will be no more, but know that I love you with all my heart, and I really tried. I really did. Please take care of her for me, please my bugman.
Your Catherine, Willowgirl.
Silent tears were dripping down on the paper as she slowly folded it together and put in and envelope, marked with his name, hoping he would get it, and that he would understand her.
She really missed him, in fact so much that it hurt.
If he could have only stayed or come back maybe things would have been different. Now on the other hand she saw no other choice. Even if it tore her up to leave her little girl behind. To leave him behind. The love of her life.
More tears, they were flooding over as she swallowed the pill that would soon end her life.
Soon she lay lifeless on the floor, her last picture before it went black was the first time she met him and when her little butterfly was born.
Lindsay found her later the same day. She had taken time of from school to visit her mother, instead she found herself motherless. As tears steamed from her eyes by the fact she was now and orphan, she saw the envelope for Grissom and whispered, "Oh mommy, it didn't have to end this way."
Yet for the strawberry blonde it did, it ended just that way.
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