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A/N: Forgot to mention in part one that this really is just a huge fluff fic, it seemed everyone was writing angst when I wrote this and I felt like a change.
Part Two
It's been almost four months since that night and I did it, I actually managed to get closer to her, we're friends now, good friends, and I'm far happier now than when we argued all the time. It was harder than I thought it would be though, the more I get to know her, the more I fall for her. I wonder why I put myself through it sometimes, but Greg was right, she's worth it.
Strangely Greg and I are good friends now too. Before that night I had always thought of him as a sort of immature little brother. I couldn't have been more wrong, sure he can be immature but it cheers me up, we talk a lot, and not just about Sara.
We try to all get together about once a week, it usually only ends up being two of us though, thanks to work, but not tonight.
We're having a movie night at my house, Greg brought the DVD's so god alone knows what we'll be watching, Sara brought munchies and I provided the drinks.
As of right now I'm sitting on my sofa watching Sara, Greg and Lindsey being way to competitive over a game of Mario Kart no less.
Five hours, both Toy Story films and more junk food than is good for us all later finds us all dotted about my living room. I'm curled on my favourite chair, Greg sprawling on the floor, Sara and Lindsey on the sofa.
"I still can't believe you brought Toy Story Greggo." He looks at me and laughs.
"It was either this or Freddy Vs Jason, I figured Linds would like these better, besides, don't pretend you don't love those films, everyone has a soft spot for Disney, don't they Sara?"
We look over to find Sara asleep on her back with a sleeping Lindsey using her as a human pillow.
I can't hold back the smile; my girls look so cute. My smile quickly fades as the realisation that Sara isn't 'my girl' sets in.
"Ah, I wish I had a camera, they look so cute." Greg says, turning to look at me, I don't trust myself to speak without crying. I offer him an apologetic look, stand and head for the kitchen, leaning against the counter, burying my head in my hands.
I feel a hand on my back. "Want to talk about it?" Greg offers.
I lift my head and turn to face him. "It's breaking my heart Greg, everything I want is curled up on my sofa but it'll never happen. I can't get over her, I fall for her a little more every day and its killing me. I need to do something, anything; I just don't want to feel like this any more. I wish I could be like you, are you over her?"
He thinks for a second before replying. "Yeah, I think I am, it doesn't hurt any more when I see her looking at Griss, annoys me though, because he's an ass about it. I can actually concentrate when she's near me now, and have mastered the art of breathing when she touches me." He laughs.
"You just have to let time do its thing Cat, you'll be okay, besides, I still think you should tell her how you feel."
"Easier said than done. Thanks Greg, I don't know what I would have done without you these past few months."
"Aw stop that, you'll give me a big head, now why don't you make some coffee while I wake the sleeping beauties and take your mini me up to bed." I love his ability to make me smile despite myself.
"Right then, coffee won't be long."
A few minutes later the kitchen door opens and Sara strolls in. "Well don't you look adorable when you've just woken up?" And she does, hair all tousled, eyes still not focused.
"I think the word you're looking for is scary." She smiles; I offer her a cup of coffee which she happily accepts.
"Greg kindly woke me up, but I forgive him because he pointed me in the direction of the coffee." A smile graces features again and I feel about a million butterflies settle in my stomach, all because of a smile, it's such a beautiful sight. I wonder how I'd feel if she ever kissed me. How I'd react to her perfect mouth moving against mine, her tongue sliding...whoa there Catherine. I feel my body start to respond to the images dancing around my head and notice I'm staring at her mouth. Thankfully she doesn't seem to have noticed, so I turn around to get my own drink and join her at my kitchen table.
"Sorry about falling asleep, I didn't realise I was so tired, I haven't been sleeping well the past week, seems I have a lot on my mind."
"Anything you want to talk about?" Please don't say Grissom, if she says Grissom I think I'll cry, or break something.
"Grissom actually." Well shit. "I know everyone at the lab knows I had a thing for him..."
She looks at me, I think she's hoping I'll tell her nobody noticed, we we're all oblivious, hold on a minute..."Had" had as in doesn't 'have' now.
"You said 'had' a thing, as in past tense, you don't now?" I feel my heart start beating faster, please god let her say no.
"No, I don't, I'm not even sure I did then, I'm pretty sure it was hero-worship or something like that, but whatever it was, it isn't any more."
"I'm glad." Glad? Glad, I'm freaking ecstatic. "To be honest, I always thought you deserved better, not that I don't love Gill, you know I do. But you should be with someone capable of showing their emotions."
She regards me for a second. "Really, if anything I figured people would think he deserved better."
Oh my god, how can she even think that? She's amazing. "You're kidding right?" There's no way I can keep the disbelief from my tone. "You're seriously intelligent, amazing at your job, kind, caring, funny, sensitive, modest and a million other things I could list, and drop-dead gorgeous to boot, how exactly could there be anyone you're not good enough for?"
She's about to answer when Greg enters the kitchen, looking at us both. "What did I miss?"
"Just Sara here telling me how Griss deserves better than her."
He has the same shocked expression I had as he looks at her. "Have you taken any blows to the head lately? There's no way you can actually think that."
"Erm, actually, no I don't, what I said was I thought there might be people around the lab who thought that, Catherine seems to have the wrong idea."
Okay, this would be me blushing, wrong idea indeed, and I don't think I've ever paid anyone that many compliments.
"Although it's nice to know you think so highly of me Cat, thank you."
I mumble something and continue blushing, while Greg tries not to laugh.
I remember she had a point before I decided to boost her ego some. "Anyway, back to your point, you had a thing for Gil, you don't now, where is the problem?"
"What, you don't like Griss any more, since when?" Any trace of humour left is suddenly gone.
"Since I don't know really. Since the things I used to find cute started annoying the hell out of me. Since I realised he's totally emotionally unavailable. Since I looked at him and felt nothing but friendship and above all, since I wonder what, if anything I ever saw in him anyway. I think that about covers it."
"Well about time too, woman."
"Anyway, this brings me to me problem, everyone at work thinks I still like him and it's starting to get on my nerves now, so how do I get that rumour to disappear?"
"Ah, I see your point; you want everyone to stop thinking you're Grissom's favourite just because you like him?" I can see how that would be annoying, work can be a strangely bitchy place, even more so with them thinking she got where she is because of anything but hard work. The snide comments would get to you after a while.
"I have just the solution." Greg says, we both turn to him eagerly awaiting his answer. "Have someone walk in on me and you making out." We both smile, unable to believe we thought he was serious. "Then the whole lab will assume you're with that really cute lab tech all the girls want." We laugh as he finishes talking, you can't not laugh around him. "Or you could make out with Cath in the break room, really give them something to talk about, Griss would sure as he'll be old news then."
"Thanks Greggo, problem solved, so you up for that Cath? How about we get in a little early so everyone can walk in on us in when it's time for assignments, we should throw in a little groping to, you know really go for it."
Oh god, the thought alone sends a shiver through me. I try to join in with their laughter but my minds already throwing up pictures of aforementioned kissing and groping so I'm a little distracted.
"Anyway, I'm beat, so I'm going to head home, you want a lift Sara?" I'm brought out of my Sara induced haze by Greg's words.
Half an hour later I've had a shower and have crawled into bed, I smile to myself as I drift off to sleep, she doesn't like Gil any more, ya-freaking-hoo.
Thanks for reading.
Sam