Jealousy Gets You Nowhere
Rating: Teen
Disclaimer: Oh boy. If I owned CSI, everyone who reviews would love me forever. But I don't. So boo.
Summary: Gil's jealous. Sara's pissed off. Catherine's suspicious. Keppler's acting weird. And the rest of the team has no clue.
A/N: Ahaha. Getting ready to go play some tennis again. Wee. Felt like updating this story. Hope you like it. Thanks to EVERYONE who's reading and reviewing! I love you guys! (:
"Mom? Uncle Gil called."
"Okay..." Lindsey followed her mother into the kitchen and leaned against the counter.
"Are you going to call him back?"
"Maybe later." Lindsey frowned.
"But you call him every night," she said softly. Catherine tossed her keys onto the counter and looked at her fifteen year old daughter.
"Blame your Uncle Gil for that." She slowly walked passed a shocked and hurt Lindsey, and made her way to her room. Just as she was going to close the door, Lindsey placed her hand on the front of the door and pushed it open, almost knocking her mother down. "Lindsey!"
"You two got in an argument, didn't you!?"
"No. He's just made it clear that he has more important people he rather pay attention to."
"Who? Sara?" Catherine threw her pajamas on the floor and ran her fingers through her hair.
"Oh that's great. How'd you know? Did he tell you?"
"It's called observation, mom. You do it everyday at work."
"Okay. I honestly don't feel like talking about this at the moment. I-"
"I do! Mom," Lindsey pleaded, "He's always been there for us, he helped you get a job as a CSI, he's probably babysat me God knows HOW many times... and... I just..." Lindsey's voice started breaking and her blue eyes filled with tears.
"You what, Linds?"
"I just wish he was my dad sometimes." It grew silent in the bedroom and Lindsey sniffed. "You remember when you would tell me to go into my room and that things would be okay when I woke up?" Catherine nodded. "Well I'd always think about how I'd get to see 'Uncle Gil' the next day or I'd think that we might spend the night at his house with the 'cool bugs' and stuff."
"Your father loved you."
"He sure didn't show it that much!" Catherine looked away; she was right. "I thought that if you and Uncle Gil got together, then you'd finally be happy and I'd get my wish and... just so many things could've happened, mom." Catherine opened her mouth to say something, but he cell phone started ringing.
"We'll talk about this later."
"Sure we will." Catherine sighed and watched Lindsey walk out of her room and down the hall. She flipped open her cell phone and pressed it to her ear.
"Willows."
"Catherine, it's Keppler. We're short a CSI and I could really use your help right now."
"Alright. I'm on my way." She shut her phone and closed her eyes. She honestly didn't want to be anywhere near work. She got a fresh pair of clothes and grabbed her keys, walking out of the door and back to her Denali. The phone rang right when she started the car and backed out of the driveway. An angry Lindsey answered the phone in a harsh tone.
"Hello?"
"Linds? Is your mother home yet?"
"She just left."
"Where'd she go?"
"I think she went back to work. I guess they're short handed."
"Okay. Thanks."
"Wait... I... I wanted to ask you something." Gil waited. "Mom is pretty... confused, as of the moment, and she honestly has no idea what she wants... but, I can tell you that if you apologize or just try to talk to her, she'll forgive you. I know she will."
"Thank you, Lindsey."
"Don't mention it."
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Catherine walked into the lab with her purse hanging from her shoulder and her glasses perched on top of her head. Keppler was right... no one was in the lab, probably out on their scene. Or at least, that's what she thought. When she couldn't find him, she walked into Brass's office. He sat at his desk, just hanging up the phone when she walked in. He looked surprised to see her.
"Didn't you just go home?"
"Keppler said they were short handed and... here I am."
"Go home, Cath. I'll give the case over to dayshift." Catherine gave him a soft smile and accepted the offer.
"Thanks, Jim." As quick as she walked in, she walked out and back into the parking lot. Part of her was angry that she had to drive all the way to the lab only to be told she wouldn't have to work a case. After all, SHE was the co-supervisor when Gil was there. And since he was gone, it made her the supervisor for the time being.
She stopped walking to her car and replayed the thought she just had. 'Since he's gone, I'm the supervisor for the time being.' She shuddered, knowing she could never take Gil's place. No matter how much money they'd offer her, or whatever the hours were, she told herself she'd never take it-- unless Gil was right there besides her, reassuring her that it was okay and that she'd do fine. She sighed; she missed him.
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Keppler walked out into the hall; knowing he just heard Catherine. When he couldn't find her, he took out his cell phone and dialed her number.
"Willows."
"Cath. Where are you?"
"I'm ugh... I'm going home. Brass said he'd give my case over to a dayshift CSI."
"Oh... alright." She waited a few seconds before she shut her phone and tossed it on the seat besides her. She started up her Denali and turned up the radio.
I'm not coming back
I'm not gonna react
I'm not doing shit for you
I'm not sitting around
While you're tearing it down around us
I'm not living a lie
While you swim in denial
'Cause you're already dead and gone
You'll leave me out on the curb
Just like everyone else before you
She could barely make out the faint ringing of her cell phone. She slowed the car down and reached over for her phone. She flipped open the screen and rolled her eyes when his named flashed on and off. Gil. She placed her phone in her lap, thinking someone more 'important' might call. But in her head, no one was more important than he was.
It rang again and she slightly jumped at the unexpected vibrations. She turned the volume of the radio lower and answered.
"What do you want?"
"I wanted to tell you I'm sorry."
"For what? Finally getting a personal life?"
"You are my personal life." She pulled her car into an abandoned parking lot, knowing where this conversation was headed to.
"You have a funny way of showing it, Gil."
"You weren't making it any easier!" She was shocked at his tone of voice. She always knew a quiet Gil. A Gil that only raised his voice when it was absolutely necessary. "You were always going on dates! You'd dress up and you'd practically rub it in my face that those jerks could have you, but I couldn't!"
Welcome to my world
Where everyone I ever need
Always ends up leaving me alone
Another lesson burned
And I'm drowning in the ashes
Kicking
Screaming
Welcome to my world
"If you thought I was going to wait around at the lab for you to build up the courage and ask me out, then you were wrong." He sighed into the phone. "I can't wait forever, Gil!" She was practically screaming into the phone with tears streaming down her face.
"Making you wait was a mistake on my part. I know that. I'm sorry!"
"You're sorry? Look where you are! You're not even here! I... I don't even remember where you are! But this is how you're going to apologize to me? Over the phone?"
"It's better than not apologizing at all, now isn't it!?" She shut her mouth and gripped the steering wheel with one hand.
"Okay, Gil. Sure. You probably have more important people to talk to, so I'll just let you go."
"No. You're the only person I want to talk to. Not Sara, not Sophia; you."
I don't care what you think
I'm not seeing a shrink
I'm not doing this again
I'm not another
Student or a mother
To take your shit out on
So let's see what you got
And let's see what you're not
And whatever else you pretend
You've defended my intentions
Long enough
"What do you want to talk about? There's nothing."
"Why do you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Get so worked up over this."
"I'm not getting worked up! It's just... the fact you probably know Sara isn't right for you, yet you still sleep with her!"
"Who said I slept with her!?"
"Why else would you suddenly get involved with her?"
"Because, God forbid, I thought having her around would help me forget about you!" She closed her eyes and had trouble swallowing. She was breathing hard into the phone and this got him worried. "Catherine?"
"I'm fine." She coughed and pressed her hand to her chest. Her heartbeat was growing rapidly. She wasn't okay.
"No... Catherine. I'm sorry. I'm coming back. I'm coming home."
"Don't leave what you've been waiting for just because I'm... oh my God..." She rested her head back on the seat and took a deep breath. "I'm alright."
"What... just happened? Are you alright?"
"You suddenly care?" She took another deep breath. "I've been taking this medicine lately with all the stress and worrying I do; it has side effects, but I'm alright."
"My plane leaves tomorrow. I'm coming back."
"Whatever. But just because you're coming back, don't expect things to be all nice and dandy between us." She hung up her phone and wiped the tears off her cheek.
So here I am again
In the middle of the end
And the choice I wish I'd made
I always make too late
A/N: ahah. That song reminded me of Gil and Cath the minute I heard it on the radio. It's, My World by Sick Puppies. Download it! Listen to it while you read this AGAIN! XD