Title : « Down the Drain » personal view ( sucks, I know. )
Rating : K
Summary : Well, it's just how I interpret this Yobling moment :)
Disclaimer: CSI & characters are not mine, blablabla …
Author's note: Okay, this is my first fanfiction and it's originally in French, 'cause I'm from Belgium. I want to thank my friend Maxime for his so precious help.
With a confident step, Catherine started to climb the wall.
- " Watch your step ", advised her Warrick who was standing behind her.
She lets out a little cry of surprise when her foot slid down. Warrick, who was about to carefully place his hand in her back to support her, caught her up just in time. Confused by the proximity of their faces and embarrassed by the situation, Catherine had a nervous laugh. " What a grip!", she thought.
-" You're alright? "
- " … Yeah ", whispered Catherine while her pulsations were raising and, in her mind, she was wondering whether Warrick had always been so attractive or if it was because their faces were just separated by a few centimeters.
- " Wow ", he said smiling.
- "For God's sake Willows, don't stay there clung to his neck doing nothing! ". Catherine was talking to herself but she couldn't resolve herself to move. She just laughed softly; she didn't want to break the moment. It was rather pleasant after all …
They stood in that position a few seconds still and Catherine would swear to have seen Warrick's eyes glance at her lips. But he had quickly relapsed them in hers and before she could have done anything to realise her fantasy – knowing, to share a passionate kiss with Warrick Brown – they had to break the contact because of the workman who had just called them out:
- " Hey! You guys are CSI ? "
- « Yeah » was Warrick's answer. As for Catherine, she couldn't help thinking " Idiot! ".
END.
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