Former Choices
Chapter Five
Ahhh! Sorry this one took so long, guys! It's been a busy day in the world of school and I just haven't had time. But I promise the next chapter won't take nearly as long.
Warrick awoke to the soft light shining through his bedroom window and smiled, remembering the events of the night before. Catherine was draped casually over top of him, her head resting on his chest and her hand tugging slightly on the fabric of his pajamas in her sleep. He glanced at the beside clock. Sitting up a bit he kissed the top of her head, watching as she stirred slightly but promptly fell right back to sleep. "Catherine..." he whispered, and smiled as she groaned and rolled off of him so she was lying fully on the bed.
He sat up. "I have to go bring Lindsey to school," he said, watching as she held her head and blinked a couple of times.
"Damn it, I've got a hangover," she cursed softly under her breath, then moved so she was lying on her stomach and put the pillow over her head.
"Yeah well, we drank a bit last night," he mused, covering her up with blankets and setting the pillow back where lay originally.
Looking at him in disgust she tried to grab it back. She snorted. "A bit? What are you, the king of understatements?" She held her head in pain and winced, pulling the covers over her chin. "It was a nice celebration, though..."
Warrick grinned. "Oh yes, it certainly was." He reached down to kiss her on the crown of her head before pulling on some pants and a shirt.
"What are we gonna do with all that money?" she asked softly, her eyes lighting up.
"You asked me the same thing last night and I told you 'whatever you want to do with it.'" he said, strapping his watch around his wrist and looking down at her. She giggled with glee and rubbed her hands together. "Do you want me to bring you an antacid or a Tylenol or anything before I leave?"
She shook her head. "Warrick, three hours of sleep isn't nearly enough to drive on. Who thought of the idea of driving Lindsey to school every morning, anyhow?" she asked, holding her stomach.
"You did," he said simply, frowning down at her. "You just lay here and sleep, I'll be fine."
She nodded slowly, then looked up at him with bright shiny eyes. "Thanks, Warrick. For last night, I mean. It's nice for it to be just the two of us sometimes." He reached down to kiss her goodbye and left.
Warrick and Catherine arrived at shift together later that night and walked straight to the rest of the team so they could get their assignments for the night. Grissom greeted them softly with a wave and a smile as usual.
"You guys look like you drank a little bit more than everybody else at dinner last night," he mused, running his eyes over their ragged appearances.
"We've been sleeping and throwing up all day," Catherine told him, and smiled. "You left the party a little early last night, though. What were you up to?"
"Oh," Grissom said, shrugging. "I was happy for you guys, getting all that money, but those celebrations really aren't for me." His eyes moved toward Warrick and suddenly he became sympathetic. "How are you doing, Warrick?"
"I'm getting there."
"I'm sorry about your brother," Sara said, suddenly appearing behind Grissom's shoulder and smiling slightly. With a nod from Warrick, she changed the subject. "And I'm sorry I couldn't make it last night after shift. I had some shitty paperwork stuff to catch up on."
"No problem," Catherine said, running a hand over her face. "Let's get to work. Where's Nicky?"
Grissom smiled. "He asked for the night off. I gave it to him, because we've only got one case."
"You mean shift might end before three today?"
Grissom looked at Sara, who had asked the question, and enigmatically replied, "We'll see."
After shift was over, Catherine walked into the break room to grab her jacket and saw Warrick looking over a stack of files. She walked up to him and put an arm around his waist, kissing his cheek. "Ready to go?" she asked.
"Yeah, sure," he replied, taking his eyes off the papers and looking her in the face.
"I thought we could grab a bite to eat before we go back to the house." She seemed unusually hopeful, and he smiled.
"Sounds great. From where?"
"Wherever you wanna go, I chose last time," she reminded him, leaning a little farther into his side and enjoying the feel of the warmth of his skin sinking into hers.
"Cool." He stared at her a few seconds more before saying, "I've got to go visit Arianna this afternoon." Her face fell, just like he had expected.
"Why? I was going to surprise you with a picnic or something."
"You hate picnics." He tried to figure out if she was serious or not.
"I know," she told him, "But you love them. So I thought we could go to the park with Lindsey and just hang out. I was even going to fry chicken, or whatever it is they eat on picnics."
He chuckled. "I'm sorry, babe, but I promised her I'd take her to the fair. You and Lindsey can come along, if you want." Catherine just raised an eyebrow. "OK, well, I'll try and get back as soon as I can."
"If I find out that Vanessa went with you, I'm going to be very unhappy."
"Cut me some slack, Catherine. She's the only part of my brother I've got left, alright? I missed out on five years of her life."
"You didn't seem too worried about that before your brother died, even when I tried my hardest to get you to visit him. After we found out he had cancer, remember that?"
He looked away and stared at the ground. "Catherine, just leave it alone."
She just nodded, taking her arms from around him and put them at her sides. "Let's skip dinner and just go home. I'm tired." He sighed and walked to the door.
Ahhh! Sorry this one took so long, guys! It's been a busy day in the world of school and I just haven't had time. But I promise the next chapter won't take nearly as long.
Warrick awoke to the soft light shining through his bedroom window and smiled, remembering the events of the night before. Catherine was draped casually over top of him, her head resting on his chest and her hand tugging slightly on the fabric of his pajamas in her sleep. He glanced at the beside clock. Sitting up a bit he kissed the top of her head, watching as she stirred slightly but promptly fell right back to sleep. "Catherine..." he whispered, and smiled as she groaned and rolled off of him so she was lying fully on the bed.
He sat up. "I have to go bring Lindsey to school," he said, watching as she held her head and blinked a couple of times.
"Damn it, I've got a hangover," she cursed softly under her breath, then moved so she was lying on her stomach and put the pillow over her head.
"Yeah well, we drank a bit last night," he mused, covering her up with blankets and setting the pillow back where lay originally.
Looking at him in disgust she tried to grab it back. She snorted. "A bit? What are you, the king of understatements?" She held her head in pain and winced, pulling the covers over her chin. "It was a nice celebration, though..."
Warrick grinned. "Oh yes, it certainly was." He reached down to kiss her on the crown of her head before pulling on some pants and a shirt.
"What are we gonna do with all that money?" she asked softly, her eyes lighting up.
"You asked me the same thing last night and I told you 'whatever you want to do with it.'" he said, strapping his watch around his wrist and looking down at her. She giggled with glee and rubbed her hands together. "Do you want me to bring you an antacid or a Tylenol or anything before I leave?"
She shook her head. "Warrick, three hours of sleep isn't nearly enough to drive on. Who thought of the idea of driving Lindsey to school every morning, anyhow?" she asked, holding her stomach.
"You did," he said simply, frowning down at her. "You just lay here and sleep, I'll be fine."
She nodded slowly, then looked up at him with bright shiny eyes. "Thanks, Warrick. For last night, I mean. It's nice for it to be just the two of us sometimes." He reached down to kiss her goodbye and left.
Warrick and Catherine arrived at shift together later that night and walked straight to the rest of the team so they could get their assignments for the night. Grissom greeted them softly with a wave and a smile as usual.
"You guys look like you drank a little bit more than everybody else at dinner last night," he mused, running his eyes over their ragged appearances.
"We've been sleeping and throwing up all day," Catherine told him, and smiled. "You left the party a little early last night, though. What were you up to?"
"Oh," Grissom said, shrugging. "I was happy for you guys, getting all that money, but those celebrations really aren't for me." His eyes moved toward Warrick and suddenly he became sympathetic. "How are you doing, Warrick?"
"I'm getting there."
"I'm sorry about your brother," Sara said, suddenly appearing behind Grissom's shoulder and smiling slightly. With a nod from Warrick, she changed the subject. "And I'm sorry I couldn't make it last night after shift. I had some shitty paperwork stuff to catch up on."
"No problem," Catherine said, running a hand over her face. "Let's get to work. Where's Nicky?"
Grissom smiled. "He asked for the night off. I gave it to him, because we've only got one case."
"You mean shift might end before three today?"
Grissom looked at Sara, who had asked the question, and enigmatically replied, "We'll see."
After shift was over, Catherine walked into the break room to grab her jacket and saw Warrick looking over a stack of files. She walked up to him and put an arm around his waist, kissing his cheek. "Ready to go?" she asked.
"Yeah, sure," he replied, taking his eyes off the papers and looking her in the face.
"I thought we could grab a bite to eat before we go back to the house." She seemed unusually hopeful, and he smiled.
"Sounds great. From where?"
"Wherever you wanna go, I chose last time," she reminded him, leaning a little farther into his side and enjoying the feel of the warmth of his skin sinking into hers.
"Cool." He stared at her a few seconds more before saying, "I've got to go visit Arianna this afternoon." Her face fell, just like he had expected.
"Why? I was going to surprise you with a picnic or something."
"You hate picnics." He tried to figure out if she was serious or not.
"I know," she told him, "But you love them. So I thought we could go to the park with Lindsey and just hang out. I was even going to fry chicken, or whatever it is they eat on picnics."
He chuckled. "I'm sorry, babe, but I promised her I'd take her to the fair. You and Lindsey can come along, if you want." Catherine just raised an eyebrow. "OK, well, I'll try and get back as soon as I can."
"If I find out that Vanessa went with you, I'm going to be very unhappy."
"Cut me some slack, Catherine. She's the only part of my brother I've got left, alright? I missed out on five years of her life."
"You didn't seem too worried about that before your brother died, even when I tried my hardest to get you to visit him. After we found out he had cancer, remember that?"
He looked away and stared at the ground. "Catherine, just leave it alone."
She just nodded, taking her arms from around him and put them at her sides. "Let's skip dinner and just go home. I'm tired." He sighed and walked to the door.