Summary: She had the most incredible eyes he had ever seen. The sparkle, the passion.. Those eyes were shining. There was a shadow in those eyes as well though. And he was determined to find out what that shadow was about, and help her with every single thing.
Note: Just for the record; Gil's born in 1956, Catherine in 1963. I hope you all enjoy this, let me know what you think of it.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, unfortunately. All credit goes to those who've made this wonderful characters to heroes .
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Chapter 1.
7th of July, 1983.
27-year old Gil Grissom walked into the French Palace. He never went to places like these. The place was crowded, full of men screaming and drinking beer. His co-worker, detective Jim Brass gave him a slap on his shoulder and yelled in his ear: "How nice that we're able to come here during our shift, huh!" Grissom didn't reply, but only thought in himself how uncomfortable he was in these places. Half naked women on stage, taking off their clothes for a living, with men all over the place, yelling for more and paying to get whatever they wanted. He hated those kind of men. They needed to be here for a case though; the evidence had led them to the strip club. When Jim talked to the owner of the French Palace, Gil's eyes were drawn to the stage. A redhead stepped on the stage, showing off a fabulous smile before she started her act. Instead of watching the almost naked body of the redhead, his eyes were drawn to hers. They were more than just blue. She had the most incredible eyes he had ever seen. The sparkle, the passion.. Those eyes were shining. There was a shadow in those eyes as well though. A shadow that predicted something sad, something unhappy. Gil kept staring at her eyes. And, suddenly, her eyes stared into his. She kept her look on him for a while, and turned her pretty, full, pinkish lips into a seductive smile, before she turned and looked away again. At that same moment, Gil heard Jim say: "We have to come back in an hour, the girls that were working with Samantha are all finished then." Gil nodded, and was somewhat surprised that Jim took off that easy. He had expected Jim to demand the owner that they could talk to the girls right now. But Gil knew Jim; Jim probably wouldn't mind coming back to this place one more time. A little disappointed, Gil followed his colleague to the exit of the building. The redhead on the stage was intriguing him. And he hoped to see her again. Before he left the building, he turned around one last time to look at the woman on stage. To his surprise, she was already resting her eyes on him. She smiled at him when she saw him looking at her. And to his own surprise, he smiled back.
20-year old Catherine Flynn watched a certain male in the audience with surprise. The man didn't seem to care for the fact that she was half-naked. His eyes weren't going up and down over her body, like the eyes of all the other men did. He kept looking at her eyes. It surprised her. Catherine hadn't met a single man in the French Palace before who looked at her eyes first instead of her breasts. Or ass. Or any other part of her body. She gave him one of her smiles, the ones she usually saved for the men she met outside of the French Palace, and then turned away again. After all, she had to continue her act. When Catherine was able to look at the place the man had been standing though, she was a little disappointed when she didn't spot him. She scanned the building as good as possible, and spotted him near the exit. He turned around one more time, and she could see him searching for her eyes again. She smiled at him. And, to her surprise, she found him smiling back before he left the building. As soon as her routine ended, she got off of the stage, heading backstage. She wasn't in the mood for a man tonight. Instead, she was thinking about the man that had been in the audience. She was wondering what he had seen in her eyes. If she had been able to sell the lies she was trying to spread with the attitude she had. She was wondering if he was able to see how she really felt after looking into her eyes. And she was wondering if she would ever see him again.
Blue eyes,
Baby's got blue eyes,
Like a deep blue see,
On a blue blue day,
Blue eyes,
Baby's got blue eyes,
When the morning comes,
I'll be far away,
And I say,
Blue eyes,
Holding back the tears,
Holding back the pain,
Baby's got blue eyes.
And she's alone again.
Disclaimer: Song is Elthon John's Blue Eyes.
Note: Liked it, hated it? I certainly hope you enjoyed it, let me know what you think of it and if you have any (constructive) criticism. Sorry for the short chapter. It needed to end here though. Next will be longer, and up soon, I promise. x.