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Picky Eater

Summary: Two weeks after christening the break room table we catch up with are favorite duo Warrick and Catherine.

It had been two weeks since what they referred to as the "incidence" had occurred and Catherine seemed to be avoiding Warrick at all costs. Like any wise man would do he went and sought guidance in the smartest and only person who knew.

"Hey, Gil," Warrick said as he slid through the crack in his bosses door, " I was hoping I wouldn't have to bring this up again but you know the other week when you caught me and Catherine um you know eating."

"Yes I am familiar with the situation, as you can see from the food on my desk, I can still eat on my desk can't I?"

"Yeah, but what I came here for was advice, Catherine won't talk to me or even look at me I don't know what to do."

"Tell her you love her."

"It isn't that easy who would believe that out of the blue, I mean I do love her but won't it freak her out."

"No."

"What do you mean know are you going to pull some Confucius shit on me or tell me the truth?"

" No what I mean is she has loved you since she saw you walk through that girl holding her little girl asleep on your shoulder after that big fight with Eddie, and all she has wanted for five years is for you to feel the same way. The rest of us know you love her all except for her. Tell her, but do it in your own Warrick way don't be mister romance be what she wants you to be, yourself."

For two days Warrick thought to himself about who he was and what he would do. Finally, he had the plan in order and with a little help from Grissom he was able to find her alone in the building do stacks of backed up paper work. Slowly he placed a line of Hershey kisses and green marbles in a line from her office to the break room for her to follow, and then he knocked on her door and ran.

"What the hell?"

She didn't understand but she followed the trail any way once she got inside the break room the trail stopped and the door shut behind her. Before she knew what was happening she was wrapped in a set of familiar arms and her lips were trapped by the taste of fresh toothpaste. Against her will he moved away and took her by the shoulders and was looking her square in the eye.

"I Love You," was all he said and it was all it took two weeks worth of sexual frustration emerged.

After fooling around everywhere else they ended up in the one place they never thought they would. Shoving everything off the desk he picked her up and placed her lying down on it. Moans of pleasure were heard all through the halls but none were there to hear them. He pushed deeper as she thrust closer harder and harder the continued until both had reached their climax so many times it hurt. When all was said and done they just laid on the desk still entwined covered with the blanket from his chair.

"Warrick, Catherine not my desk too?"

"Sorry Gil."

"Where am I going to eat now the Tahoe?"

"While your there see if you can find my black bra I think that's where we left it."

As Catherine said this Grissom just turned and walked away.

"Warrick, what's his deal?"

"I guess he's just a picky eater."

Author's note: Thanx Outsid3r. See just one review makes the creativity flow.