DISCLAIMER: What's mine is mine
A/N:I'm sooooo sorry! I know this is SUPER late but I'll be updatting more often now, I promise!
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Grissom watched Marissa as she silently swung her feet to the rhythm in her head. She was not very talkative, and the CSI's were debating within themselves whether this was a good or a bad thing. She began to hum a small melody to herself as Grissom began to recall the events of the night before.
As a medic was checking Marissa, Catherine called the station to pull up any files they had. Upon receiving a phone number to contact the parents began dialing as quickly as she could. Gil was surprised by how quickly the conversation had ended. It appeared that the Keaton's were on a business trip in Japan and wouldn't be back for another week. Gil still gave Willows an expectant look, the question in his eyes.
"The whole thing didn't phase them one bit." She told him as her phone snapped shut. "Just make sure you keep her safe." She continued sarcastically. "I tell ya Gil there wasn't the slightest hint of sincerity in that voice." Catherine growled. Grissom smiled at the fiery redhead by his side. Her heart was so caring.
Lost in his reverie, Gil was unaware that the redhead he had just been musing about was right next to him. "How long you been standing here?" She whispered in his ear. Gil turned his head to find sparkling bright blue eyes looking back at him. He gave Catherine a sheepish glance.
"Not that long." He responded with his own whisper by her ear. "Any news?" he inquired, never shifting from his stance of leaning against the doorframe.
"Yeah actually," she said, "Doc's just finished the autopsy."
"Thanks." He gave Marissa a final thoughtful glance. As he walked to the morgue, Catherine assumed his position and, unexpectedly, she found herself thinking of Gil's warm breath, oh so close to her skin.