CH 2

Disclaimer- None of it is mine. CSI is CBS and "Fly Away From Here" is Aerosmith

"Catherine? Are you alright?" his voice was full of concern. She said nothing. He could hear her short gasps for breath between sobs. "Did her hurt you?!" He now sounded angry.

"He.I." was all she could manage to stutter. "That's it! I'm on my way. I'll be there in 10" she could here that he was in his Tahoe on the way. "Just hang on." And with that he hung up.

She pulled herself up off the bed to pack a bag. She reached for the duffel in the closet and dumped everything out. Catherine grabbed some clothes out of the laundry basket full of freshly washed garments. She threw in clothes for work the next day and a sweatpants and a tee shirt for Grissom's. She walked into the bathroom to get her toothbrush at that point she couldn't resist her desire to look in the mirror. She was appalled at the sight of the damage Eddie had left behind. It was then, she directed to the attention to the tumultuous screaming she heard below. Opening the bathroom door she heard Grissom's voice calling her from outside the locked bedroom door.

"Catherine?" She could recognize his voice anywhere. She flung open the door only to reveal a worried Grissom standing before her. Her joy of seeing her knight in shinning armor faded when she smelled that familiar scent of cheap liquor and wet cigarettes approaching quickly.

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And any time you want we can catch a train and find a better place Cuz we won't let nothing or no obe keep getting us down

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"Let's blow this pop stand" Was all Grissom could come up with. Catherine reached down to pick up her bag off the ground but as she stood up the horrendous pain in her ribs and back cause her to drop it. Noticing her pain Grissom walked over and picked up the bag and helped her begin to walk out of the room. There was Eddie waiting for them to try and leave.

"And where the hell do you think your goin'?" Ed grilled as he blocked the stairs.

"I'm, warning you Eddie, get out of are way." Grissom shot back.

"Make me" Eddie countered.

Grissom pushed him aside lightly but Eddie was so drunk he stumbled and tripped over one of Lindsey's toys and fell, demolishing everything in his path like an avalanche tearing down a mountainside. Catherine and Grissom just stood at the top of the stairs in utter shock staring at Eddie's unconscious heap at the bottom of the flight of stairs. Catherine began to walk slowly down the stairs with Grissom behind her. They reached Grissom's Tahoe when Catherine realized what she had left behind.

"We have to get Lindsey out of here!" she stated to Grissom.

"Wait right here I'll go get her." Grissom ran towards the house and hurled the door open. He jogged up the stairs and opened the door quietly. He saw the small form sitting up in her bed.

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Maybe you and I, can pack our bags and hit the sky And fly away from here anywhere yeah I don't care We just fly away from here Our hopes and dreams are out there somewhere Won't let time pass us by, we just fly

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"Uncle Grissom is mommy ok?" Lindsey said with concern in her voice. Grissom began grabbing clothes and shoving them into a bag.

"She is now Linds, come on. We're gonna leave until your daddy feels better." Was all he said.

He picked up the little girl who kept her teddy bear and blanket with her. Grissom walked down the stairs saying nothing. He walked over to the closet and grabbed her shoes, coat, and backpack. Grissom walked towards the car with Lindsey in his arms. He put Lindsey in the back seat and noticed Catherine had her eyes shut. He guessed she didn't want to explain what happened to her little girl. The ride to his townhouse was silent.

Grissom stepped out of the car and walked to the back he picked up Lindsey and her things and walked towards the house. After placing her in his bed Grissom walked back out to the car. He tapped Catherine on the shoulder. She opened her eyes and seeing his face she tried to smile. He helped her out of the car and grabbed her bag.

They walked inside and she plopped down on her favorite chair. He knew exactly what she wanted. He grabbed to Advil and a glass out of a cabinet. He poured the liquor and orange juice into the glass and carried them over to her. She swallowed the pain pills and washed down half of her screwdriver. He was the first to speak.

"We do need to talk about this." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Do you see a bluer sky now? You can have a better life Open your eyes 'Cuz there's no one here to stop us, they can try but we won't let them. no way Maybe you and I can pack our bags and hit the sky

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TBC.