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: Many 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 or comments as necessary.
Author's Notes 2: Welcome to Day 5 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!" Grissom yelled, running across the parking lot towards her car. Reaching the car he saw that she wasn't in the vehicle. "Catherine. where did you go?" he muttered trying to catch his breath.. He leaned onto the car trying to figure out where she could have gone. He jumped when he felt a hand touch his shoulder.
"Hi," Catherine said once Grissom had calmed down a little. "Let me talk for a minute, OK? Just listen to me and catch your breath."
"I don't need." Grissom stopped at the look on Catherine's face.
"I told you I didn't want to talk about this in there. Now. I don't know what to think. What was that all about Gil?"
"Don't leave me Catherine," he pleaded. "I know I haven't been. well, friendly lately." Seeing Catherine's look he amended his statement, "OK I've been a real jerk lately. I've had a lot on my mind."
"So tell me what's been on your mind?"
Grissom looked away from Catherine, not sure how to bring up his secret. The two stood in silence, leaning against Catherine's car. Finally Grissom decided to speak. "I told you about my mother, remember?"
"Yeah. what does that." Catherine paused understanding what Grissom was saying. "Gil, are you telling me what I think you're telling me?"
"I'm going deaf," he replied feeling the weight lift of his shoulders with his revelation.
"How long have you known?"
"My doctor confirmed for me last May."
"May! You've known since May and you haven't said anything to me." The hurt in her voice was unmistakable. "What's going on between us Gil? I thought we were friends, I thought we told each other.."
"I didn't know how to tell you. I don't know what I'm going to do."
Catherine turned and looked at Grissom, seeing the look on his face she knew what he needed. "Gil, let's go back to your place." Catherine urged, grasping his hands in hers and tugging lightly.
"What?"
"I'll make the drinks, you do the talking. It will be a bit of a change from the way we normally do this." Catherine said with a slight smile. Sensing Grissom's reluctance to leave, Catherine moved a little closer to him, stepping between his legs and pulling him into an embrace. "Everything is going to be all right Gil," she whispered into his ear. Sensing that there was no more to be said right now Catherine just let the silence envelope them.
After a few minutes Grissom pulled back and looked Catherine in the eyes, "Thank you. Maybe we can go and get that drink now?" Grissom shyly smiled and held out his hand for Catherine to take.
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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: Many 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 or comments as necessary.
Author's Notes 2: Welcome to Day 5 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!" Grissom yelled, running across the parking lot towards her car. Reaching the car he saw that she wasn't in the vehicle. "Catherine. where did you go?" he muttered trying to catch his breath.. He leaned onto the car trying to figure out where she could have gone. He jumped when he felt a hand touch his shoulder.
"Hi," Catherine said once Grissom had calmed down a little. "Let me talk for a minute, OK? Just listen to me and catch your breath."
"I don't need." Grissom stopped at the look on Catherine's face.
"I told you I didn't want to talk about this in there. Now. I don't know what to think. What was that all about Gil?"
"Don't leave me Catherine," he pleaded. "I know I haven't been. well, friendly lately." Seeing Catherine's look he amended his statement, "OK I've been a real jerk lately. I've had a lot on my mind."
"So tell me what's been on your mind?"
Grissom looked away from Catherine, not sure how to bring up his secret. The two stood in silence, leaning against Catherine's car. Finally Grissom decided to speak. "I told you about my mother, remember?"
"Yeah. what does that." Catherine paused understanding what Grissom was saying. "Gil, are you telling me what I think you're telling me?"
"I'm going deaf," he replied feeling the weight lift of his shoulders with his revelation.
"How long have you known?"
"My doctor confirmed for me last May."
"May! You've known since May and you haven't said anything to me." The hurt in her voice was unmistakable. "What's going on between us Gil? I thought we were friends, I thought we told each other.."
"I didn't know how to tell you. I don't know what I'm going to do."
Catherine turned and looked at Grissom, seeing the look on his face she knew what he needed. "Gil, let's go back to your place." Catherine urged, grasping his hands in hers and tugging lightly.
"What?"
"I'll make the drinks, you do the talking. It will be a bit of a change from the way we normally do this." Catherine said with a slight smile. Sensing Grissom's reluctance to leave, Catherine moved a little closer to him, stepping between his legs and pulling him into an embrace. "Everything is going to be all right Gil," she whispered into his ear. Sensing that there was no more to be said right now Catherine just let the silence envelope them.
After a few minutes Grissom pulled back and looked Catherine in the eyes, "Thank you. Maybe we can go and get that drink now?" Grissom shyly smiled and held out his hand for Catherine to take.
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To be Continued.