Disclaimer: I own Jordan Grissom! She's mine! I own nothing else. Simply borrowing the others.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: It started with Lecture, now here's the sequel; Life With The Grissom's.
A/N: Sigh, back to school tomorrow.
"Heyyyy girl."
"Shut-up. My sister's asleep."
"My bad," Lindsey's friend, Shelby, whispered.
"We went by Brad's party. She had a few sips of the punch," her other friend, Karen, informed her.
Shelby giggled, "It was some good ass punch. Where's your bathroom? I gotta pee."
"Down the hallway. You've been here before Shelby."
"Alcohol makes you forget some stuff," she said hurrying off.
"Are you sure it was just a few sips?" Lindsey asked.
Karen shrugged, "What movies you got chica?"
"They're in the living room."
"The toilet water looks weird spinning around," Shelby said walking out of he bathroom, scratching her head through her thick black curls.
Sitting on the couch, Lindsey and Karen looked at her and laughed.
"What?" she asked shrugging like a three year old.
"Come on before you miss the movie," Lindsey said popping a piece of popcorn in her mouth.
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Catherine flopped on the king sized bed next to Gil, popping a whip cream covered strawberry in her mouth. Three and a half hours ago they were arguing in the parking lot. Now they were lying next to each other, glowing.
"I feel young," Catherine said propping herself up on her arm. She ran her fingers through her now loose and languid curls.
"You are still young."
"No, I mean like sixteen or something."
"My young charming features trigger your youthful memories," he said with a smirk making her giggle.
"Something like that," she replied. She glanced at the clock on the bandstand. "Do you want to call the girls?"
"They're fine," he said rolling on his side and draping his arm over her stomach.
"We're fine, right?" she asked turning serious.
"Yes and I'm sorry for thinking anything like that," he replied.
"Stop saying you're sorry. I understand."
"Well, stop asking if we're fine. We're fine."
"Ok, ok," she said, Are you sure you don't want to call the girls?
"Yeah. My itinerary has other plans."
"Like what?" she asked with a devilish smile. He lifted his eyebrows and she giggled.
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"I got it!" Catherine said tying a robe around her body and going to the hotel room door. She grabbed the cart with the room service and thanked the person who had bought it up. "The food is here."
Catherine grabbed a plate and dug in. Gil appeared minutes later wearing only his boxers.
"I forgot sex made you hungry. It's like you're pregnant all over again." She took her plate to the bed. Gil followed behind, his plate with smaller portions.
"Oh! I forgot your present," She remembered setting her plate down.
"What present?"
"The one I got for you. I went to get it at the restaurant." He watched as she got up and went to retrieve it. She returned with a small black case.
He sat his plate down and opened it. Inside was a golden pocket watch. On the inside, 'love you butterflies; catherine, lindsey, jordan,' was engraved in fancy font. One of his classical music songs played from it.
"I know you don't really wear jewelry, but…"
"I love it," he replied. Catherine smiled.
"Really?"
He nodded, "Yeah. You got the perfect song too."
"How so?"
"It was the song I hummed to you when we had our first dance," he replied.
"Would you like to dance?"
Catherine looked around the restaurant room. There was no radio, or band.
"But, there's no music," she replied.
He shrugged, "So." She smiled and placed her hand in his.
He stood up and directed her to the middle of the restaurant. He pulled her close and wrapped his arm around her waist. People sitting at the tables looked at them.
Ignoring them, they swayed together. Gil hummed one of his classical songs. Catherine laid her head on his chest and signed loving the feeling of being his arms. She hadn't known him for long, but it felt like she had known him forever.
Catherine's eyes teared up remembering the night for long ago. It was even before Lindsey was born.
"I remember. Then everyone got up and danced with us," she sad.
Gil nodded. "You know I loved you that night. I've loved you forever."
She smiled and nodded, "Yeah. I loved that night too. If it weren't for your stupid pager, something could have happened."
"Damn pager. I'm glad we have each other now, though."
"Yes, and a beautiful family."
He leaned close to her and whispered, "I love you."
She replied, "I love you too." He closed the gap and their lips connected. Gil groaned when he felt her tongue caress hers. He carefully moved the plates off the bed to any surface they could sit on.
He moved up on the bed, and motioned his head for Catherine to come up too. She climbed over his body and kissed him deeply.
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"What if we had another baby?" Catherine asked. Gil laid his head on his wife's stomach, a sheet separating their skin-to-skin contact.
"Is this a planed pregnancy?" he asked.
"Was Jordan planned?"
"No," he replied. "I'd be extremely happy that you were carrying my child… again."
"Really? You don't think I'm too old?"
"Did we already have the age conversation?"
"Yeah, but…"
"I think it'd be great, another baby. I'd just be worried about you. A million things can go wrong when you're older and pregnant. Plus by the time the kid graduates, I'll be deaf or dead."
"Don't say that," she said slapping his shoulder.
"Do you want to have another baby, Cath?" he moved up so that they were eye level.
"Yeah, but not now. At least until Jordan can talk or she's out of diapers."
"Ok. I'll definitely be dead by the time this kid graduates," he said. Catherine wrapped her arms around his neck.
"So we're going to have another baby sometime before my eggs shrivel up and die?"
"At the rate we going at tonight, I say you'll be pregnant before we leave this hotel," Gil replied.
"The act of becoming pregnant is just so much fun," she said brushing her lips against his.
"I agree," he replied kissing her.
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"Where did your parents go again?" Karen asked.
"I don't even want to know," Lindsey replied sitting on the counter waiting in another bag of popcorn to finish popping. "They'll be back tomorrow morning though."
"Are they going to care that we came over?"
"Shouldn't. I'll just argue that two girls are better than two guys."
"True. How is Josh anyways?"
"Fine," Lindsey shrugged. "We're still getting to know each other and my dad kind of likes him."
"Ha! Oh my god why?"
"Spiders…"
Karen shivered, "Eww."
A loud thud came from the living room. Lindsey and Karen looked at each other.
"Shelby, Hun, are you okay?" Shelby was lying on the floor, face down.
"I was trying to do the Soulja Boy," she said lifting her head. The TV was on MTV music video channel and Soulja Boy was playing. The microwave beeped and they laughed.
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A shriek sent a half dressed Gil into the bathroom the next morning.
"Cath…"
The water was running; Catherine was in the shower.
"There's a spider in here!" she said. He moved the curtain aside. Catherine stood in a corner of the tub, her back facing him, giving him, and the spider, a view of her backside.
"Where?" he asked.
"Up there," she pointed. He looked in the direction of her finger seeing a tiny, harmless spider.
"That?" he asked squinting his eyes.
"Yes. Kill it!"
"No!"
"Gil Grissom, kill it or I will!"
"I'll take it out and let it out the window," he said, "Okay?"
"Fine! Just get it out."
Gil smiled and got the tiny spider on his hand before taking it out of the bathroom. He sat it on the carpet, letting it go. Catherine would never know that it was in there.
She came out a few minutes later, her hair we and up in a messy bun. Her husband looked at her and held in a laugh.
"It's not funny!" she exclaimed.
"Cath, the spider was as big as a grain of sand."
"So. It still saw me naked."
Gil pretended to look worried, "Oh god. It probably had a camera and took pictures." She picked up what was closest to her, a bottle of Jack Daniels from the miny bar, and threw it at him.
"Oh come on," he got up and pulled her close to him, his arms around her waist, "It was cute."
"Yeah I could have died," she mumbled after he brushed his lips against her.
"Yeah and this hotel is going to have a million tiny horny spiders."
"That's disgusting."
"I know," he said before ending the teasing and capturing her lips. She pulled her face back after a few minutes and she felt his hands begin to roam.
"Go get in the shower. We have to check out in a little bit," she said.
"Fine," he pouted.
"Hurry up."
A/N: Tada! I kinda got stuck at the end, but I made it through! I'll try to update soon!