Title: A Season for Conversations
Author: Angie email: hill@grics.net
Disclaimers: CSI: Crime Scene Investigation does not belong to me, they are the property of CBS, Alliance Atlantis, Jerry Bruckheimer and the wonderful actors who portray them.
Author's Notes: And thanks to the graveshiftCSI group. I never would have attempted to write anything if it wasn't for you. Also this is my first fanfic so please offer advice as necessary. So I'm a new author, I forgot to include some things in the first part I sent, such as To Be Continued at the bottom.
Author's Notes 2: Welcome to Day 3 of the 12 Days of Christmas Challenge..
Spoilers: Anything up through "High And Low" (although what is mentioned from "High And Low" is very minor)
Distribution: The GraveshiftCSI Homepage, ShipperWorldCSI. all others please ask.
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Catherine left Grissom's office and headed to the DNA lab to get some test results from Greg. She really didn't want to leave night shift, but the tension she had been experiencing lately was driving her nuts. She used to go to Grissom when things got bad, but he had been avoiding her like the plague for a few months now, only talking to her when absolutely necessary. It seemed no matter what she tried it just didn't work.
She was just about to enter the lab when she heard her name.
"Catherine!" Grissom yelled, running down the hall to catch up with her.
She didn't stop, she was not in the mood to talk right now. Catherine opened the door to the DNA lab, music blaring, and had barely gotten a foot inside when she felt a hand grab her arm.
"Catherine!" Grissom yelled trying to be heard over Greg's music. He stopped her in the doorway and held on to her arm until she turned around to face him. "Will you come back to my office? I want to talk to you about this."
"It's too late Grissom. There isn't anything more to say." Catherine yelled back trying to release Grissom's grip from her arm.
"Don't say that! You didn't even give me a chance to respond." Grissom hollered not letting Catherine loosen the grip on her arm.
"You've had years to respond, Grissom, you've just chosen to keep your emotions hidden."
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As the two continued, they paid no attention to the rest of the team, who had been drawn to the sounds of music and people arguing. neither of which were distinguishable.
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Greg finally noticed Catherine and Grissom standing in the doorway and reached over to turn off his music.
"How was I supposed to know that you were going to leave?" Grissom yelled, oblivious to the lack of music in the room.
Catherine noticed the lack of music and saw the others standing around. "Grissom, not now." Catherine said glancing at the others, trying again to loosen the grip that Grissom had on her arm.
"We are going to finish this now, Catherine. You brought it up and we are going to finish it." Grissom demanded pulling her a little closer to his body.
"Grissom, I really don't want to do this in front of the others. Let go of me!"
Realizing that they now had an audience, Grissom lowered his voice to a normal level. "I don't care if they are here or not. We're not putting this off any longer." Grissom glanced around him and saw that indeed the team had all been drawn to their argument. Looking to his left he saw Greg standing there. But unlike the others he was not staring at them he was staring at the ceiling above their heads. "Greg, what are you looking at?"
Grissom's question caused everyone to look at Greg and then follow his eyesight to the ceiling above Grissom and Catherine's head. There, hanging from the ceiling was two sprigs of mistletoe. The silence was overwhelming as Grissom looked down from the ceiling and into Catherine's eyes. Seeing a slight blush on her face he whispered her name and lowered his lips onto hers. He had intended to just give her a quick peck on the lips, but found himself unable to pull away. Pressing his lips harder to hers, Gil wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace.
Catherine's mind went completely blank as she felt Grissom's lips come in contact with her own. The next thing she realized she was being encompassed by Grissom's arms. Catherine raised her arms and placed them around Grissom's neck deepening the kiss even further. 'Oh my God. I can't believe he is kissing me. I can't believe he is so good.who would of thought that Gil Grissom.' Catherine thoughts were abruptly stopped when she heard a noise. it sounded like.. Clapping. Catherine loosened her grip on Grissom and pulled back. She looked into the lab and saw Greg standing there clapping with a silly grin on his face. The blush on her face deepened when she realized there was clapping coming from the hallway as well.
"Gil, I. I." Catherine murmured then quickly turned and ran down the hall heading for the parking lot.
Grissom stood in stunned silence not knowing what he should do now. He stood, staring down the hall where Catherine had disappeared.
"Don't just stand there, go after her!"
Grissom turned to see Greg almost yelling at him. And then turned again when he saw the others echoing Greg's words.
"Sara, I need you to."
"Just go Grissom." She interrupted. "We'll be fine without you two for one night." Sara said pointing towards the parking lot.
Grissom turned and ran down the hall and out the door.
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To be continued.
Author: Angie email: hill@grics.net
Disclaimers: CSI: Crime Scene Investigation does not belong to me, they are the property of CBS, Alliance Atlantis, Jerry Bruckheimer and the wonderful actors who portray them.
Author's Notes: And thanks to the graveshiftCSI group. I never would have attempted to write anything if it wasn't for you. Also this is my first fanfic so please offer advice as necessary. So I'm a new author, I forgot to include some things in the first part I sent, such as To Be Continued at the bottom.
Author's Notes 2: Welcome to Day 3 of the 12 Days of Christmas Challenge..
Spoilers: Anything up through "High And Low" (although what is mentioned from "High And Low" is very minor)
Distribution: The GraveshiftCSI Homepage, ShipperWorldCSI. all others please ask.
~*~*~*~*
Catherine left Grissom's office and headed to the DNA lab to get some test results from Greg. She really didn't want to leave night shift, but the tension she had been experiencing lately was driving her nuts. She used to go to Grissom when things got bad, but he had been avoiding her like the plague for a few months now, only talking to her when absolutely necessary. It seemed no matter what she tried it just didn't work.
She was just about to enter the lab when she heard her name.
"Catherine!" Grissom yelled, running down the hall to catch up with her.
She didn't stop, she was not in the mood to talk right now. Catherine opened the door to the DNA lab, music blaring, and had barely gotten a foot inside when she felt a hand grab her arm.
"Catherine!" Grissom yelled trying to be heard over Greg's music. He stopped her in the doorway and held on to her arm until she turned around to face him. "Will you come back to my office? I want to talk to you about this."
"It's too late Grissom. There isn't anything more to say." Catherine yelled back trying to release Grissom's grip from her arm.
"Don't say that! You didn't even give me a chance to respond." Grissom hollered not letting Catherine loosen the grip on her arm.
"You've had years to respond, Grissom, you've just chosen to keep your emotions hidden."
~*~*~*~*
As the two continued, they paid no attention to the rest of the team, who had been drawn to the sounds of music and people arguing. neither of which were distinguishable.
~*~*~*~*
Greg finally noticed Catherine and Grissom standing in the doorway and reached over to turn off his music.
"How was I supposed to know that you were going to leave?" Grissom yelled, oblivious to the lack of music in the room.
Catherine noticed the lack of music and saw the others standing around. "Grissom, not now." Catherine said glancing at the others, trying again to loosen the grip that Grissom had on her arm.
"We are going to finish this now, Catherine. You brought it up and we are going to finish it." Grissom demanded pulling her a little closer to his body.
"Grissom, I really don't want to do this in front of the others. Let go of me!"
Realizing that they now had an audience, Grissom lowered his voice to a normal level. "I don't care if they are here or not. We're not putting this off any longer." Grissom glanced around him and saw that indeed the team had all been drawn to their argument. Looking to his left he saw Greg standing there. But unlike the others he was not staring at them he was staring at the ceiling above their heads. "Greg, what are you looking at?"
Grissom's question caused everyone to look at Greg and then follow his eyesight to the ceiling above Grissom and Catherine's head. There, hanging from the ceiling was two sprigs of mistletoe. The silence was overwhelming as Grissom looked down from the ceiling and into Catherine's eyes. Seeing a slight blush on her face he whispered her name and lowered his lips onto hers. He had intended to just give her a quick peck on the lips, but found himself unable to pull away. Pressing his lips harder to hers, Gil wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace.
Catherine's mind went completely blank as she felt Grissom's lips come in contact with her own. The next thing she realized she was being encompassed by Grissom's arms. Catherine raised her arms and placed them around Grissom's neck deepening the kiss even further. 'Oh my God. I can't believe he is kissing me. I can't believe he is so good.who would of thought that Gil Grissom.' Catherine thoughts were abruptly stopped when she heard a noise. it sounded like.. Clapping. Catherine loosened her grip on Grissom and pulled back. She looked into the lab and saw Greg standing there clapping with a silly grin on his face. The blush on her face deepened when she realized there was clapping coming from the hallway as well.
"Gil, I. I." Catherine murmured then quickly turned and ran down the hall heading for the parking lot.
Grissom stood in stunned silence not knowing what he should do now. He stood, staring down the hall where Catherine had disappeared.
"Don't just stand there, go after her!"
Grissom turned to see Greg almost yelling at him. And then turned again when he saw the others echoing Greg's words.
"Sara, I need you to."
"Just go Grissom." She interrupted. "We'll be fine without you two for one night." Sara said pointing towards the parking lot.
Grissom turned and ran down the hall and out the door.
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To be continued.