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Disclaimers : CSI & etc. are not my property. CBS, Jerry & Anthony own them. Thanks to : Allison for your support and for beta-ing my fic. I really couldn't have done this without you, girl ! Also, thanks to the Graveyard shift groupies. I love reading your fics and thanks so very much for your kinda reviews and support. Also : lyrics by The Corrs. Songs : The Right Time and Intimacy
- The Right Time -
~ This is the right time, once in a lifetime,
Keep it going, let's not lose it, feel the flow,
Oh, flying free in a fantasy, with you I'll go ~
When was the right time to tell him? After driving back to the Lab in the Tahoe, they chatted, but mainly about the case. There was still work to be done and, unfortunately, they were the ones to do it.
So, Catherine had tried to forget about ' the talk' and focussed all of her attention on the evidence. She went from Greg's lab to the autopsy, never failing to avoid Grissom, keeping herself as busy as possible. Of course, work didn't prevent her from thinking about what could happen.
* * * She went into his office, hesitative of course. He was quietly reading some files and as soon as he looked up, she blurted, "Gil, I have to tell you something. Now, I don't want you to get scared or anything but..I..I love you." At first, he looked shocked. But then, that sweet, soft smile of his appeared on his face, he got up from behind his desk, wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned in to kiss her.* * *
In her office, Catherine snorted out loud at the scenario playing in her mind. "Yeah right, like Gil Grissom would ever do a thing like that", she mumbled while rustling through some papers. "Get a grip already, Cath"
~ This is the right time, once in a lifetime,
Now something has entered my mind, shattering all of my thoughts,
It's no good, it's just one big waste of my time,
but what can I do to recall? ~
"Are you all right Catherine?"
"Grissom!" Catherine nearly jumped out of her chair in shock. Her pale blue eyes were filled with shock and surprise as she just managed to squeeze out, "How long have you been standing there..listening?" Grissom frowned at Catherine's sudden uneasiness. Would it have anything to do with her wanting to talk to him? Maybe it had something to do with the case. He immediately began to apologise, "I'm sorry, Catherine, I didn't mean to scare you." He glanced around her small office, then added slowly, "But you said you wanted to talk?"
She sighed. "Yeah. I did. I mean, I..do want to talk, Grissom."
Grissom watched her with interest. He was both curious and worried, because with Catherine you never knew. Maybe it was about Eddie, maybe she needed some time off, maybe it was something a little more innocent or maybe.she wanted him to open up again. He pulled the chair that was standing in front of her desk to him and sat down. While he watched Catherine struggle with her words he suddenly realised that this was one of the first times he had ever come to her office and sat down in front of her desk. She usually made the 'house' calls, not him.
" Gil..?"
He snapped out of his reverie and caught Catherine staring at him with concerned filled eyes. "Yes?"
"Something happened today that really made me....well, it kinda opened my eyes." Her fingers were nervously fumbling with a button on her blouse and to make herself look more secure about everything, she eventually placed her hands on her hips."Did you listen to that woman's story? The guy that committed suicide, he left behind a very good and loyal friend."
Grissom shook his head in a silent 'no' and listened intently to Cath's story as she started to pace around behind her desk.
"At first, I didn't know why her story got to me so much. I mean, I've dealt with the family and friends of victims before with cases who were actually a lot worse than this one. I thought to myself 'why am I being so unprofessional?" Catherine stopped pacing around for a moment, and smiled a crooked smile. "She reminded me of something from my childhood. A porcelain doll. Fragile and..so breakable. I don't want to end up like one"
She glanced at Grissom to try and find out what he was thinking or feeling, but there was a blank expression on his face. "That woman and her friend.what they had, Gil, it made me think of us. We've been friends for so long, we know about each other's past, we respect and trust each other. And that woman. She never got to tell her friend how she really felt. She lost him without ever getting the chance to confess her love. He never knew how she really felt."
Grissom only blinked a couple of times and Catherine sighed. "I know you're probably thinking I'm getting sentimental again or something. But, Gil.." she lowered her voice and found enough courage to look him straight into the eyes. "After what happened a few weeks ago, at that crime scene. The atta.incident. Life's to short. You never know what it will bring you. And, hell, if life gives me someone to love I will take that chance!"
She knew she was rambling again because Grissom was frowning and that familiar wrinkle between his eyes had appeared. "I'm sorry, Gil. I just need to get this of my chest. If I'm not making any sense, just stop me"
He was staring at her intently.
"Gil? Something..wrong?"
He narrowed his eyes and focussed on her lips.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realise. Your.hearing." With her index finger she pointed at her own ear and tapped it twice.
He nodded and looked down. Ashamed almost.
Catherine immediately went over to him and kneeled down in front of Grissom, taking his hands in hers. "We will just wait until it passes, Gil" she told him, speaking as clear as she could so he'd able to read her lips.
After spending ten minutes in silence in Catherine's office, Gil Grissom softly spoke up, "I'm back"
Catherine smiled at him warmly. "Good."
"So, now you want to tell me? I followed the best I could but."
Catherine shook her head and smiled again, still in crouching position in front of Grissom. "It all comes down to one thing, Gil. That I love you" After a long pause, he opened his mouth to speak, but she cut him off, "It's okay, if you don't feel the same way, you don't have to say anything"
She turned her back to him and while getting back on her feet, heard him softly whisper "Me too" Catherine froze dead in her tracks, opened her mouth in surprise and turned around, not believing her own ears. "you what.?"
Grissom rose from her chair and after pulling her to him signed " I-love- you" He was rewarded by one of her biggest and brightest smiles ever as she put her arms around his neck and pulled him close. Smiling back at her, he added, "I don't like those porcelain dolls either"
~ We come into this world alone
From the heart of darkness
The infinite unknown
We're only here a little while
And I feel safe and warm
When I see your smile ~
* * That was it. The End. Last Chapter. *Grins* Hope the Graveyard Shift groupies liked it * *
Disclaimers : CSI & etc. are not my property. CBS, Jerry & Anthony own them. Thanks to : Allison for your support and for beta-ing my fic. I really couldn't have done this without you, girl ! Also, thanks to the Graveyard shift groupies. I love reading your fics and thanks so very much for your kinda reviews and support. Also : lyrics by The Corrs. Songs : The Right Time and Intimacy
- The Right Time -
~ This is the right time, once in a lifetime,
Keep it going, let's not lose it, feel the flow,
Oh, flying free in a fantasy, with you I'll go ~
When was the right time to tell him? After driving back to the Lab in the Tahoe, they chatted, but mainly about the case. There was still work to be done and, unfortunately, they were the ones to do it.
So, Catherine had tried to forget about ' the talk' and focussed all of her attention on the evidence. She went from Greg's lab to the autopsy, never failing to avoid Grissom, keeping herself as busy as possible. Of course, work didn't prevent her from thinking about what could happen.
* * * She went into his office, hesitative of course. He was quietly reading some files and as soon as he looked up, she blurted, "Gil, I have to tell you something. Now, I don't want you to get scared or anything but..I..I love you." At first, he looked shocked. But then, that sweet, soft smile of his appeared on his face, he got up from behind his desk, wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned in to kiss her.* * *
In her office, Catherine snorted out loud at the scenario playing in her mind. "Yeah right, like Gil Grissom would ever do a thing like that", she mumbled while rustling through some papers. "Get a grip already, Cath"
~ This is the right time, once in a lifetime,
Now something has entered my mind, shattering all of my thoughts,
It's no good, it's just one big waste of my time,
but what can I do to recall? ~
"Are you all right Catherine?"
"Grissom!" Catherine nearly jumped out of her chair in shock. Her pale blue eyes were filled with shock and surprise as she just managed to squeeze out, "How long have you been standing there..listening?" Grissom frowned at Catherine's sudden uneasiness. Would it have anything to do with her wanting to talk to him? Maybe it had something to do with the case. He immediately began to apologise, "I'm sorry, Catherine, I didn't mean to scare you." He glanced around her small office, then added slowly, "But you said you wanted to talk?"
She sighed. "Yeah. I did. I mean, I..do want to talk, Grissom."
Grissom watched her with interest. He was both curious and worried, because with Catherine you never knew. Maybe it was about Eddie, maybe she needed some time off, maybe it was something a little more innocent or maybe.she wanted him to open up again. He pulled the chair that was standing in front of her desk to him and sat down. While he watched Catherine struggle with her words he suddenly realised that this was one of the first times he had ever come to her office and sat down in front of her desk. She usually made the 'house' calls, not him.
" Gil..?"
He snapped out of his reverie and caught Catherine staring at him with concerned filled eyes. "Yes?"
"Something happened today that really made me....well, it kinda opened my eyes." Her fingers were nervously fumbling with a button on her blouse and to make herself look more secure about everything, she eventually placed her hands on her hips."Did you listen to that woman's story? The guy that committed suicide, he left behind a very good and loyal friend."
Grissom shook his head in a silent 'no' and listened intently to Cath's story as she started to pace around behind her desk.
"At first, I didn't know why her story got to me so much. I mean, I've dealt with the family and friends of victims before with cases who were actually a lot worse than this one. I thought to myself 'why am I being so unprofessional?" Catherine stopped pacing around for a moment, and smiled a crooked smile. "She reminded me of something from my childhood. A porcelain doll. Fragile and..so breakable. I don't want to end up like one"
She glanced at Grissom to try and find out what he was thinking or feeling, but there was a blank expression on his face. "That woman and her friend.what they had, Gil, it made me think of us. We've been friends for so long, we know about each other's past, we respect and trust each other. And that woman. She never got to tell her friend how she really felt. She lost him without ever getting the chance to confess her love. He never knew how she really felt."
Grissom only blinked a couple of times and Catherine sighed. "I know you're probably thinking I'm getting sentimental again or something. But, Gil.." she lowered her voice and found enough courage to look him straight into the eyes. "After what happened a few weeks ago, at that crime scene. The atta.incident. Life's to short. You never know what it will bring you. And, hell, if life gives me someone to love I will take that chance!"
She knew she was rambling again because Grissom was frowning and that familiar wrinkle between his eyes had appeared. "I'm sorry, Gil. I just need to get this of my chest. If I'm not making any sense, just stop me"
He was staring at her intently.
"Gil? Something..wrong?"
He narrowed his eyes and focussed on her lips.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realise. Your.hearing." With her index finger she pointed at her own ear and tapped it twice.
He nodded and looked down. Ashamed almost.
Catherine immediately went over to him and kneeled down in front of Grissom, taking his hands in hers. "We will just wait until it passes, Gil" she told him, speaking as clear as she could so he'd able to read her lips.
After spending ten minutes in silence in Catherine's office, Gil Grissom softly spoke up, "I'm back"
Catherine smiled at him warmly. "Good."
"So, now you want to tell me? I followed the best I could but."
Catherine shook her head and smiled again, still in crouching position in front of Grissom. "It all comes down to one thing, Gil. That I love you" After a long pause, he opened his mouth to speak, but she cut him off, "It's okay, if you don't feel the same way, you don't have to say anything"
She turned her back to him and while getting back on her feet, heard him softly whisper "Me too" Catherine froze dead in her tracks, opened her mouth in surprise and turned around, not believing her own ears. "you what.?"
Grissom rose from her chair and after pulling her to him signed " I-love- you" He was rewarded by one of her biggest and brightest smiles ever as she put her arms around his neck and pulled him close. Smiling back at her, he added, "I don't like those porcelain dolls either"
~ We come into this world alone
From the heart of darkness
The infinite unknown
We're only here a little while
And I feel safe and warm
When I see your smile ~
* * That was it. The End. Last Chapter. *Grins* Hope the Graveyard Shift groupies liked it * *