Title: The Sixth Dream (1/2)
Disclaimer : Catherine and Grissom don't belong to me, they belong to CBS etc. I'm just borrowing them for my fic. :)
A/N: A happy/fluff story. Dedicated ,of course, to the Graveyard shift groupies!!! Hope you enjoy it!
"Cath?"
Grissom felt Catherine stirring against him and noticed the light fluttering of her eyelashes. All he got from her , though, was a sleepy, muttered reply: "She's not in right now. Please leave your message after the beep...and some sleep"
Grissom tried again, this time softly whispering in her ear. "Catherine?"
"Beep, Gil. ......Beep!", was her annoyed reply.
Grissom smiled and gently stroked her cheek. "Hi, it's me, Gil. Could you please wake up? I have something important to talk to you about" He watched silently as she opened her beautiful blue eyes, the ones that amazed him every time he dared to stare into them.
"I got your message" she murmured, turning around and wrapping an arm around his waist, while resting her head against his chest.
"I just had a thought" Grissom began, than reached out to his left to switch on the light on the bed stand.
Catherine grunted. "Oh no" She squinted her eyes at the sudden, bright light and tried to burry her head under the covers.
"Cath, what were your dreams when you were younger?"
The sudden movement under the light blue covers told him he had gotten her attention. They were quickly thrown off and her head reappeared.
"What?"
"Your dreams, for the future"
She shook her head, both annoyed and amused that of all things Grissom wanted to discuss right now, were her 'dreams'.
He watched as she tried to tuck a few wild locks of blond hair behind her ears, in a desperate attempt to make the best of her appearance, although it was the middle of the night. Plus, she always looked breathtaking, even after just 4 hours of sleep.
He chuckled at her failing attempts to pull her hair back into a small pony tail. "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate"
She smiled in return and let her hair hang loose, having already forgiven him for waking her. "Thanks, Shakespeare. Now, you've 'awakened me' to talk about my dreams?" Catherine said, sitting up right, pulling her knees up to her chest.
"Yeah"
"Right. Only you would do that" she said with a knowing smile, " .um...My dreams are or were really standard ones. I wanted to get away from the horses, the cowboys and the Ranch and go to college, get a decent job, find a great guy, marry and have kids"
"How many?"
"I don't know...2 or 3. But I now that know that just one can be a handful, I'll settle for one. Plus, I don't think I'll ever get a kid greater than Linds"
He nodded, thinking of the little treasure in the other room then gazed at the wall, deep in thought. "What are your dreams now?"
"Well, five of my dreams came true" Catherine answered with a loving smile. "I left the Ranch, I have a beautiful daughter, went to college and I have a great job and a great guy. And I know what you're thinking. Technically, I got married but...Technically, that was more like a nightmare"
He nodded in agreement but remained silent.
"Why?"
Grissom shrugged. " Nothing..."
"Come on, you're not getting away with it that easily. Not after waking me up in the middle of the night" Catherine said, giving him a playful push against the shoulder. "Fess up"
"I couldn't sleep and just..you know.I always wanted to have a lot of kids...." He admitted.
"Really?" She tried to meet his gaze, but he carefully avoided her. "How many?"
"A lot" Grissom answered simply. "But I'm more than happy with the one I have" When he saw her eyes widen he hastily added, "Lindsey."
Catherine nodded, relieved, and smiled. "I remember she was a little confused in the beginning. 'Mommy, should I call him Uncle Gil, Mr Grissom or Daddy?"
"She still continues to call me all of the above" He smiled.
"Hm hm" Catherine answered, shifting a little bit, suddenly finding it hard to keep her eyes open since she did only get 4 hours of sleep today. Stifling a yawn, she pulled up the covers again.
Gil looked at the woman next to him lovingly after she had closed her eyes. Turning off the light he too crept back under the covers but propped his head up on his elbow, so he could watch her a little longer. A strange but comfortable tingling feeling in his stomach had kept him awake all night, preventing him from getting any sleep.
Watching her, Grissom realised he just couldn't hold back any longer.
"A great marriage is not when the 'perfect couple' comes together. It is when an imperfect couple learns to enjoy their differences."
Catherine's eyes fluttered open again and she literally swirled around to face him. "I thought we had just silently agreed to go back to sleep?"
"A good marriage is one which allows for change and growth in the individuals and in the way they express their love."
"Marriage?" she repeated, blinking her eyes in confusion.
He nodded softly. "The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed."
"Quit the quotes, Gil. What..are..you..?"
"Will you...., Catherine?"
He heard her gasp but couldn't see her as it was to dark in the bedroom. Grissom quickly jumped out of the bed, tripping over his own shoes so his knee collided with the very bed stand he had been looking for. There was some soft swearing and then .there was light.
Catherine was sitting upright in the bed, her hand covering her mouth while her big, blue eyes were staring at Grissom in total shock.
He was holding small box in his hand, looking at her shyly. "I'm not very good at this Cath, I think. I've been thinking about for such a long time now, I couldn't sleep and .I wanna make that sixth dream come true.....will you...marry me?"
She stared at him, still in shock. It was the first time he had ever seen her at a loss for words. Catherine blinked, then softly muttered, ".I..I...."
~TBC~
hey lovely lady what's on your mind I've been trying to figure it out all through the night if it is about us
I guess I know just what to say 'cos I've been waiting for all my life for this particular day now that we are all alone I want you to know baby throw your rears away I just have to say
I can't wait another day without you every single minute seems so long I can't imagine no one else beside me you're the one I always want to come home to
my only woman
don't you be afraid I could never lay a hand on your pretty face don't you ever think that I could be untrue as far as I'm concerned baby the future is you
- Song: Can't Wait. Lyrics by Innuendo.
Disclaimer : Catherine and Grissom don't belong to me, they belong to CBS etc. I'm just borrowing them for my fic. :)
A/N: A happy/fluff story. Dedicated ,of course, to the Graveyard shift groupies!!! Hope you enjoy it!
"Cath?"
Grissom felt Catherine stirring against him and noticed the light fluttering of her eyelashes. All he got from her , though, was a sleepy, muttered reply: "She's not in right now. Please leave your message after the beep...and some sleep"
Grissom tried again, this time softly whispering in her ear. "Catherine?"
"Beep, Gil. ......Beep!", was her annoyed reply.
Grissom smiled and gently stroked her cheek. "Hi, it's me, Gil. Could you please wake up? I have something important to talk to you about" He watched silently as she opened her beautiful blue eyes, the ones that amazed him every time he dared to stare into them.
"I got your message" she murmured, turning around and wrapping an arm around his waist, while resting her head against his chest.
"I just had a thought" Grissom began, than reached out to his left to switch on the light on the bed stand.
Catherine grunted. "Oh no" She squinted her eyes at the sudden, bright light and tried to burry her head under the covers.
"Cath, what were your dreams when you were younger?"
The sudden movement under the light blue covers told him he had gotten her attention. They were quickly thrown off and her head reappeared.
"What?"
"Your dreams, for the future"
She shook her head, both annoyed and amused that of all things Grissom wanted to discuss right now, were her 'dreams'.
He watched as she tried to tuck a few wild locks of blond hair behind her ears, in a desperate attempt to make the best of her appearance, although it was the middle of the night. Plus, she always looked breathtaking, even after just 4 hours of sleep.
He chuckled at her failing attempts to pull her hair back into a small pony tail. "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate"
She smiled in return and let her hair hang loose, having already forgiven him for waking her. "Thanks, Shakespeare. Now, you've 'awakened me' to talk about my dreams?" Catherine said, sitting up right, pulling her knees up to her chest.
"Yeah"
"Right. Only you would do that" she said with a knowing smile, " .um...My dreams are or were really standard ones. I wanted to get away from the horses, the cowboys and the Ranch and go to college, get a decent job, find a great guy, marry and have kids"
"How many?"
"I don't know...2 or 3. But I now that know that just one can be a handful, I'll settle for one. Plus, I don't think I'll ever get a kid greater than Linds"
He nodded, thinking of the little treasure in the other room then gazed at the wall, deep in thought. "What are your dreams now?"
"Well, five of my dreams came true" Catherine answered with a loving smile. "I left the Ranch, I have a beautiful daughter, went to college and I have a great job and a great guy. And I know what you're thinking. Technically, I got married but...Technically, that was more like a nightmare"
He nodded in agreement but remained silent.
"Why?"
Grissom shrugged. " Nothing..."
"Come on, you're not getting away with it that easily. Not after waking me up in the middle of the night" Catherine said, giving him a playful push against the shoulder. "Fess up"
"I couldn't sleep and just..you know.I always wanted to have a lot of kids...." He admitted.
"Really?" She tried to meet his gaze, but he carefully avoided her. "How many?"
"A lot" Grissom answered simply. "But I'm more than happy with the one I have" When he saw her eyes widen he hastily added, "Lindsey."
Catherine nodded, relieved, and smiled. "I remember she was a little confused in the beginning. 'Mommy, should I call him Uncle Gil, Mr Grissom or Daddy?"
"She still continues to call me all of the above" He smiled.
"Hm hm" Catherine answered, shifting a little bit, suddenly finding it hard to keep her eyes open since she did only get 4 hours of sleep today. Stifling a yawn, she pulled up the covers again.
Gil looked at the woman next to him lovingly after she had closed her eyes. Turning off the light he too crept back under the covers but propped his head up on his elbow, so he could watch her a little longer. A strange but comfortable tingling feeling in his stomach had kept him awake all night, preventing him from getting any sleep.
Watching her, Grissom realised he just couldn't hold back any longer.
"A great marriage is not when the 'perfect couple' comes together. It is when an imperfect couple learns to enjoy their differences."
Catherine's eyes fluttered open again and she literally swirled around to face him. "I thought we had just silently agreed to go back to sleep?"
"A good marriage is one which allows for change and growth in the individuals and in the way they express their love."
"Marriage?" she repeated, blinking her eyes in confusion.
He nodded softly. "The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed."
"Quit the quotes, Gil. What..are..you..?"
"Will you...., Catherine?"
He heard her gasp but couldn't see her as it was to dark in the bedroom. Grissom quickly jumped out of the bed, tripping over his own shoes so his knee collided with the very bed stand he had been looking for. There was some soft swearing and then .there was light.
Catherine was sitting upright in the bed, her hand covering her mouth while her big, blue eyes were staring at Grissom in total shock.
He was holding small box in his hand, looking at her shyly. "I'm not very good at this Cath, I think. I've been thinking about for such a long time now, I couldn't sleep and .I wanna make that sixth dream come true.....will you...marry me?"
She stared at him, still in shock. It was the first time he had ever seen her at a loss for words. Catherine blinked, then softly muttered, ".I..I...."
~TBC~
hey lovely lady what's on your mind I've been trying to figure it out all through the night if it is about us
I guess I know just what to say 'cos I've been waiting for all my life for this particular day now that we are all alone I want you to know baby throw your rears away I just have to say
I can't wait another day without you every single minute seems so long I can't imagine no one else beside me you're the one I always want to come home to
my only woman
don't you be afraid I could never lay a hand on your pretty face don't you ever think that I could be untrue as far as I'm concerned baby the future is you
- Song: Can't Wait. Lyrics by Innuendo.