Young Summer Love

Disclaimer: I own nothing…

Rating: PG-13, teen stuff

Summary: Young, innocent, summer love. Grillow's when they were young.

A/N: The next chapter as promised. Enjoy loves.


Catherine rode comfortable and curious in the passenger side of the car. She glanced at her boyfriend wondering what he had up his sleeve this time. She knew that whatever it was, she'd love it. He always knew the right things to say and surprised her with the best.

"What?" he asked noticing she was staring.

"Am I not allowed to look at you?" she asked teasing.

"I understand. I'm irresistible."

Catherine smiled, "That you are." She put her hand on his that was resting in between the seats. She drew lazy designed in the palm of his hand before lacing her fingers with his.

"Mr. Irresistible, where are we going?" she asked.

"Yesterday I said that you'd get a chance to watch the sunset.

"Where going somewhere to watch the sunset when we can take a step out of the beach house and watch it? Gas isn't cheap anymore man."

Gil chucked, "There's more and I got it covered with the gas… My mother loves me."

"Gil Grissom, you hustled your mother for gas money?" Catherine asked.

"She gave it to me," he shrugged, "I couldn't say no."

It was Catherine who then laughed and rolled her eyes.

They arrived at an empty parking lot that over looked a public beach. The beach was deserted because it looked closed.

"Isn't it closed?"

"My mom knows some people. We have free access all night.

"You bought me all the way here to… basically your moms backyard," she asked.

"No. Just shut-up."

"Well I'm confused," she pouted and playfully hit her legs as if she were having a three-year-olds fit.

"Don't be. Just relax and follow my lead bab." Gil kissed her cheek and killed the engine, then got out of the car. Catherine got out and watched as he pulled a rolling cooler out of the trunk.

"What-" Gil cut her off with a look.

"Following your lead," she held up her hands in surrender. Gil held his free one out and she took it.

They took a ten-minute stroll until they came to a small cliff, which was far away from public beach. It was already getting darker. The sun was getting closer to setting.

"This is where I wanted to bring you," Gil said breaking the silence. "The sun set is beautiful and I call it my lucky spot."

"Lucky spot?" she asked.

"Yeah. Some great memories I have of this spot, but that's not important."

"You know you're going to tell me about those memories later, right?" she asked.

"Of course."

"Ok Bug Boy. What's in the cooler?" she asked.

"Food." Gil opened the cooler and laid out a blanket that he packed in there and they sat down.

"I see you like picnics," she said as shifted through the cooler.

"Great observations. Ok," he pulled out the food. Catherine rubbed her hands together.

"First we have lasagna, made by me. Cheesecake made by Piggly Wiggly and strawberries with whipped cream, salad, chips, watermelons, Rice Krispie Treats and red wine."

"I love you. You got my favorites. Is the lasagna warm?"

"Yes. I have hot and cold packs. Keep the warm stuff warm and the cold stuff cold." Catherine watched with an adoring smile as Gil poured her some wine in a mug.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing," she replied, "It's just… I can't believe how lucky I am."

"For me getting all of your favorite food?"

Catherine laughed, "No silly. For having you. For knowing you and being able to love you. To know that you love me. I've never meet anyone like you and I just can't express the feelings I get when you look at me, kiss me, touch me. It's actually scary because now that I've had you in my life, I can't picture you without it."

"You're the only person I could be myself around and not be judged. When you tell me how much you love me Cath, I have to pinch myself to see if this isn't a dream. To see if there isn't this gorgeous girl saying she loves me," he replied.

"Well this isn't a dream Gil. I love you."

"I love you too." Gil grabbed her hand and kissed her palm. "You hungry?"

"Yes," she sighed. They got some food, ate and talked about nothing. When they were done Catherine lay on her back. Gil lay beside her, on his side facing her, feeding her strawberries.

"Have you ever wondered why the sky is blue?" Catherine asked.

"Many times. Have I ever told you how much I love your eyes," he asked.

"I think so. I'm not sure, but I know now," she smiled.

"You already know that I love your lips though, right?" he said leaning down.

"Of course," she said when his lips were only centimeters away from hers. His lips touched hers and they shared a slow sweet kiss. Catherine's hand moved to the side of his face when she felt his tongue enter her mouth. The kiss became deeper. Passion leaked from their pores.

Catherine's body felt tingly. Her body felt frustrated because she wanted Gil to touch her more. His hand rested on her stomach. Gil felt similar feelings. He wanted to explore her gorgeous neck with his lips, but they did come to see the sun set and it was just about to.

He stopped before his body could react making her whimper at the disconnection.

"The sun is about to set," he said.

"What does that have to do with your lips being here?" she asked pointed to her lips.

"You wanted to see it, so were going to see it. We have all night to make out."

"Can we do more than make out?"

"Like what?" he asked.

"The stuff making out leads to," she replied.

Gil looked into her eyes, "Are you sure?"

She moved her head to the side as if she was tilting it and she nodded. Gil saw the love and passion in her eyes. The sparkly blue turned to a darker blue. "You have no idea."

"I think I do…" he replied, "Come on. We got a sun to watch.

Gil moved to the edge of the 'cliff' and sat down.

"I'm not going to fall am I?"

"Not until I push you," he replied. Catherine looked at him as if he were crazy. "I'm not going to push you Cath."

Catherine sat down next to Gil. The bottom of the sun was hidden as it began to set. They watched in silence as the waves crashed and the light wind blew.

"I love you," Gil whispered in the wind.

"I love you too," she whispered back.

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After it was dark and they packed their evening picnic they went home. The ride was peaceful and quiet. They were both in their own thoughts about 'doing something more thank make out', as Catherine had said it. The radio was, Take My Breath Away the Jessica Simpson version was playing.

They arrived at the house still in their mellow moods.

"Did you like tonight?"

"The picnic and the sunset, yes. I really enjoyed with you did this," She leaned over and kissed him. They stood on the porch, in front of the door. Gil had left the cooler in the car, promising to get it later.

"Another memory for Gil Grissom," he said pulling her closer by the waist. Catherine smiled on his lips.

"Hope it's the best one," she whispered. Gil replied with a moan as he nibbled on her bottom lip.

The front door flew open with Kara on the other side. Her eyes were red like she had been crying.

"Excuse me," she mumbled pushing past them. They separated letting her by.

"Kara," Gil called after her, but she kept walking. Gil moved to go after her, but Catherine grabbed his arm.

"Gil just let her go. Let her breathe. I'm sure she'll explain when she comes back," she said knowing how Kara felt; wanting to be away from everyone when she was down.

Gil turned and walked in the house looking for his mom. As soon as he got her attention, he began to sign.

"What happened to Kara?"

"Nothing," she signed back.

"She was crying Mom."

"She'll be okay," she replied. Gil began to move his hands again. Catherine watched catching some of what they were saying, but not much.

"She'll be ok Gil." Leslie ended their conversation. "So where did he take you Catherine?" she asked the girl.

Her eyes went from Gil to Leslie, "Um, out for dinner."

"How sweet. You had fun of course."

"Yes ma'am," Catherine smiled and quickly looked at Gil. She could tell he was slightly tense because his mother wouldn't tell him what was going on.

"You look tired Gil," Leslie said, "Maybe you should go to bed."

"Yeah. You spent the whole night pampering me," Catherine said. Gil rubbed his face.

"Yeah." He gave his mom a kiss on the cheek. "Night."

"Good night," she signed to them both.

Catherine grabbed his hand once they were outside. "You okay?" she asked.

"It's just a little frustrating when I don't know what's going on," he replied.

"I know but all you can do is wait. I'm sure you'll know sooner or later."

"Can you make me feel better?" he asked once they were down the hill.

Catherine smiled, glad that his mood was changing, "What will make you feel better?"

"Various kisses on my body," he replied. Catherine giggled.

"What do I get in return Mr. Irresistible?"

"Depends on how much I enjoy it," he teased.

"With the notes I wrote down from last time, I think you'll enjoy."

"We shall see Ms. Braun, we shall see."

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After Catherine had taken her shower it was about 9:30. She choose to wear a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top. Her wet hair was pulled back in a high ponytail.

She giggled when she saw Gil sitting in the chair beside the door. He was slouched and one of is arms was on the arm of the chair, his hand supporting his head. He looked so cute.

She went to the kitchen area craving for one of Leslie's cookies she had made the day before but there were none.

"Hey Sleeping Beauty," she said making in jump. "Did you eat all the cookies?"

"What?" he rubbed his face.

"You ate all the cookies."

"I left you some," he said sleepily. She picked up the serving plate.

"I'm going to get some more. Take a shower and get into bed. You looked so tired," she said.

"I am. Pampering you takes a lot of work," he replied.

She smiled, "That's what my nanny said when I was three." She gave him a kiss.

"I'll be right back."

"K," he said before making himself get up and go towards the bathroom. The sun had killed him. He was so tired; he could just lie on the ground and go to sleep.

Outside Catherine made her way through the darkness, up the hill and to the house. She opened the unlocked sliding door. As soon as she stepped in she heard someone in the kitchen. She knew that Leslie had already gone to bed so it meant that it was Kara.

"Hi," she said. Kara turned around, her eyes still cloudy.

"Hi," she said holding a glass of water up to her lips.

"Are you okay? From earlier and everything?"

"Oh yeah. I'm good. Just a cloudy day, ya know?" she said. Catherine could see that she was lying though.

"Yeah," she replied, "I know what if feels like to have a problem or something and you just want everyone to leave you alone."

Kara snorted, "I doubt it. You know, I'm really fine."

"Okay. If you want to talk though; I'm here."

Kara dumped her cup and nodded, "Okay."

Catherine watched her leave and gathered the cookies she had come to get. When she went back to the beach house, Gil was lying across the bed in only a pair of boxers.


A/N: Gil in boxers... Caths lucky. I am hyper if ya can't tell. Please review! I'll update ASAP. I have auditons on Monday for a play. Wish me luck! and please review.