Chapter 6
What had happened to her? If how she felt was any indication of why she was in the hospital, Catherine knew she must be in pretty bad shape. She tried to turn her head to take in her surroundings but found that movement set her awash in a sea of dizziness.
Becoming more aware however, Catherine realized that someone was holding her hand. Shutting her eyes slowly, she heard his soft voice through the pounding in her head.
"Remember how we used to sit up all night and talk," Grissom said, stroking her hand. "You'd always fall asleep before me, and I'd end up like I am now, jabbering on while you're fast asleep. Except then, I never realized that you were sleeping so sometimes I'd end up talking for an hour. I bet you never knew that, did you Cath?"
"Yes I did," Catherine murmured so softly that he almost missed it. "I always listened to you, Gil. Even on that first night when."
She trailed off, opening her blue eyes and staring into his. Something about the expression in her eyes as a single tear rolled down her cheek made Grissom feel as if his heart were breaking into a million pieces. She pressed her eyes shut again trying to stop the tears from flowing.
"It's alright sweetheart," Grissom whispered, stroking her hair.
"But why?" she whimpered.
"I don't know Catherine, the doctor can explain why you're here better than I can," Grissom said, feeling close to tears himself.
As if on cue the doctor reappeared in the doorway shooing Grissom into the lobby so he could exam Catherine. However before he left her side, Grissom leaned over and placed a tender kiss on Catherine's cheek.
"I'll be back as soon as I can," he whispered softly. At Catherine's mournful nod, he said, "And I'll tell you all about what happened that night."
"Thank you," she replied reluctantly letting go of his hand.
Once in the lobby, Grissom flopped into a chair and recalled the night in question.
"Hey Gil, that girl over there just winked at you," Conrad Ecklie said, as Grissom alighted the cue for what he hoped was a perfect shot. When Grissom didn't look up, Ecklie continued, "Now she's coming over here."
"Gil?" Catherine asked, leaning against the pool table.
"Oh, uhm, Catherine right?" Grissom said, flushing as he botched the shot.
"You remembered," she replied with a warm smile.
"Well how could I forget, I mean you were such a help to the case. Can I, uh, buy you a drink or something?" Grissom stammered as Ecklie watched on in amusement.
"I'd love that," Catherine said giving him a dazzling smile.
Three hours later, Grissom and Catherine had found themselves at the small apartment he shared with Ecklie.
"Dibs on the living room," Ecklie called from the kitchen as Grissom and Catherine walked in. "That cute police trainee is coming over in a few minutes."
"We could, uh, go upstairs or something," Grissom muttered, hoping he wasn't blushing too badly.
"Sounds great," Catherine replied with another beautiful smile. It was her smile that Grissom had first fallen in love with. When Catherine smiled at him, she managed to be beautiful, sexy, mysterious, but yet make him feel completely at ease. To see her eyes filled with tears, her face white in fear, was almost too much to bare.
"Uhm, how's it going there boss?" Greg asked.
Grissom looked up, startled to find the entire team standing in the lobby of the hospital. They looked tired, yet concerned.
"Did you get everything wrapped up with the case?" Grissom asked.
"Yes, of course," Sara replied.
"Did Brass get everything he needs for the Cochran trial?" Grissom replied, staring past her to the room where Catherine was.
"It's all taken care of," Sara answered, wondering how Grissom was able to talk business at a time like this.
"Good," Grissom said as he stood up. Then, to the surprise of everyone, he walked away.
"What the hell was that?" Sara hissed, as she began to follow him.
"Hey calm down," Nick said, pulling her back to the group.
"Well someone has to do something here," Sara muttered.
"And what do you suggest we do?" Warrick said softly.
"Obviously, there's nothing that can be done," Greg said sadly. "Because if there were, Grissom would be doing it."
"He's right," Nick replied. "For now, all we can do is wait."
**Where did Grissom go?? Is Catherine going to be okay?? And just what did happen that night so many years ago?? Those answers and more in chapter 7.so stay tuned!!
What had happened to her? If how she felt was any indication of why she was in the hospital, Catherine knew she must be in pretty bad shape. She tried to turn her head to take in her surroundings but found that movement set her awash in a sea of dizziness.
Becoming more aware however, Catherine realized that someone was holding her hand. Shutting her eyes slowly, she heard his soft voice through the pounding in her head.
"Remember how we used to sit up all night and talk," Grissom said, stroking her hand. "You'd always fall asleep before me, and I'd end up like I am now, jabbering on while you're fast asleep. Except then, I never realized that you were sleeping so sometimes I'd end up talking for an hour. I bet you never knew that, did you Cath?"
"Yes I did," Catherine murmured so softly that he almost missed it. "I always listened to you, Gil. Even on that first night when."
She trailed off, opening her blue eyes and staring into his. Something about the expression in her eyes as a single tear rolled down her cheek made Grissom feel as if his heart were breaking into a million pieces. She pressed her eyes shut again trying to stop the tears from flowing.
"It's alright sweetheart," Grissom whispered, stroking her hair.
"But why?" she whimpered.
"I don't know Catherine, the doctor can explain why you're here better than I can," Grissom said, feeling close to tears himself.
As if on cue the doctor reappeared in the doorway shooing Grissom into the lobby so he could exam Catherine. However before he left her side, Grissom leaned over and placed a tender kiss on Catherine's cheek.
"I'll be back as soon as I can," he whispered softly. At Catherine's mournful nod, he said, "And I'll tell you all about what happened that night."
"Thank you," she replied reluctantly letting go of his hand.
Once in the lobby, Grissom flopped into a chair and recalled the night in question.
"Hey Gil, that girl over there just winked at you," Conrad Ecklie said, as Grissom alighted the cue for what he hoped was a perfect shot. When Grissom didn't look up, Ecklie continued, "Now she's coming over here."
"Gil?" Catherine asked, leaning against the pool table.
"Oh, uhm, Catherine right?" Grissom said, flushing as he botched the shot.
"You remembered," she replied with a warm smile.
"Well how could I forget, I mean you were such a help to the case. Can I, uh, buy you a drink or something?" Grissom stammered as Ecklie watched on in amusement.
"I'd love that," Catherine said giving him a dazzling smile.
Three hours later, Grissom and Catherine had found themselves at the small apartment he shared with Ecklie.
"Dibs on the living room," Ecklie called from the kitchen as Grissom and Catherine walked in. "That cute police trainee is coming over in a few minutes."
"We could, uh, go upstairs or something," Grissom muttered, hoping he wasn't blushing too badly.
"Sounds great," Catherine replied with another beautiful smile. It was her smile that Grissom had first fallen in love with. When Catherine smiled at him, she managed to be beautiful, sexy, mysterious, but yet make him feel completely at ease. To see her eyes filled with tears, her face white in fear, was almost too much to bare.
"Uhm, how's it going there boss?" Greg asked.
Grissom looked up, startled to find the entire team standing in the lobby of the hospital. They looked tired, yet concerned.
"Did you get everything wrapped up with the case?" Grissom asked.
"Yes, of course," Sara replied.
"Did Brass get everything he needs for the Cochran trial?" Grissom replied, staring past her to the room where Catherine was.
"It's all taken care of," Sara answered, wondering how Grissom was able to talk business at a time like this.
"Good," Grissom said as he stood up. Then, to the surprise of everyone, he walked away.
"What the hell was that?" Sara hissed, as she began to follow him.
"Hey calm down," Nick said, pulling her back to the group.
"Well someone has to do something here," Sara muttered.
"And what do you suggest we do?" Warrick said softly.
"Obviously, there's nothing that can be done," Greg said sadly. "Because if there were, Grissom would be doing it."
"He's right," Nick replied. "For now, all we can do is wait."
**Where did Grissom go?? Is Catherine going to be okay?? And just what did happen that night so many years ago?? Those answers and more in chapter 7.so stay tuned!!