Chapter Ten: Repercussions
Grissom rubbed his temples. What is he going to do now? He got Catherine pregnant because of an evening of drinking. Purely an accident. He got Sara pregnant because they were trying to conceive. He loved Sara as a lover and Catherine as a friend. He wanted to marry Sara, not Catherine. But now he may not even have either of them. He may have totally screwed up with the two of them.
He lay down on the couch in his office rubbing his temples. That migraine is returning. Why oh why did I have to succumb to Catherine's advances? Why did I let my hormones take over? Because you were drunk you idiot.
He sighed. His conscious was getting the better of him and if he didn't get his ass out of his office and to the break room, Ecklie was going to skin him alive.
When Grissom got to the break room, he noticed that the two women were not there.
He directed a look at Nick, Warrick, and Greg. "Where are Catherine and Sara?"
The three men shrugged and did not look at Grissom but continued to play their play station game instead.
Grissom put his hands on his hips angrily. "What is the matter with you three? Why are you avoiding me?"
"Catherine and Sara told us what you did" Greg said and stood up to his boss.
"Greg…" warned Grissom. "Don't even think about it."
"I'm not going to say anything to you except you hurt those two so very much! You ought to be ashamed of yourself" He said and walked out of the room.
"Do you two have anything to tell me?" asked Grissom.
Nick cleared his throat. "I've got to go," he said.
"You – Man – I –"Warrick couldn't even get the words out and he too left the room. Leaving Grissom alone, holding the assignments. He just left them on the break room table and left the room. He went back to his office wrote Ecklie a note and walked into his nemesis office (he wasn't there) and placed it on his desk and went home.
Two hours later the phone in his town house rang. Grissom had been lying on the couch nursing yet another migraine.
"Hello"
"What is the meaning of your resignation Gil?"
Grissom sat up. He didn't know. "Y-you mean you don't know?" he asked.
"Know what Gil? Oh, about your sexual affair with Catherine Willows and Sara Sidle, yeah the whole lab knows about that, but what I am talking about is you didn't have to resign. Catherine and Sara did. They both told me the situation earlier. "
"Why are you being so nice to me Conrad?" he asked suspiciously.
"Nice, I am not being nice to you Gil Grissom. I want to have the thrill of firing your ass and then charging you!" Conrad told him.
Grissom hung up the phone and thought about the total mess that he had made his life. Why was love so hard? Isn't it easier just to keep the head behind a microscope and pretend that love doesn't exist? He stared at the receiver and eventually hung it up.
Grissom began to feel the tears slide down his cheeks. Embarrassed he brushed them away and cried himself to sleep. He didn't want his relationship to be over with Sara or Catherine; he cared about the both of them so much and wished he could erase his erotic moment with Catherine. He knew that it would be virtually impossible to reverse it… but dare to dream… and he did…