'Yo Grissom, we are headed out for breakfast, wanna join us?' Sara asked.
'Sure, just give me a minute'
'Alright, by the way, where's Cath? See if she wants to join us as well.'
'Ok, I'll ask her. See you guys in 5'
'Cath, we are headed out for breakfast, wanna join us?'
'Sure, why not?' The 5'6" blonde answered with a heartwarming smile.
At their usual breakfast haunt, Gil and Cath were seated next to each other with the other two male CSIs seated opposite them and Sara seated at the head of the table. While the others were chatting and enjoying each other's company, Gil was busy observing Cath. Her blonde locks were swinging lightly with every movement of her head and she seemed to be enjoying herself.
God she's beautiful, thought Gil. Just then, Cath turned her head, saw him looking at her and smiled. Gil lowered his eyes hurriedly, ashamed at being caught staring like a schoolgirl.
'Hey Grissom, we are headed out to Nick's place on Saturday morning for a little gathering and some 'bug racing', you game?' Warrick asked, amidst snickers and giggles from the others at his inclusion of 'bug racing' to entice Grissom.
Grissom winced. He was never comfortable around other people but this was his team and they had worked together for years. Besides, it was just a little get-together, what harm could it do? Just then, he felt Cath's hand slide over his under the table and giving him a little squeeze, her way of telling him that she understood what was going through his mind.
'I don't think you guys would be sufficiently interested in my so-called 'bug races'. Anyway, I will be at your place on Saturday Nick, but without my bugs.'
'Cool. Cath, you will be coming right? You can bring Lindsey too if you want, haven't seen that pipsqueak for weeks and I am getting withdrawal symptoms.'
'Yeah, I missed her too.'
' I'm sure you did Warrick, missed being worshipped like a God huh?'
'Hey, watch it Sara, are you jealous?' 'Me, jealous? What made you think I would be jealous of you?'
'Well.'
Cath and Grissom smiled at the three CSIs bickering amicably. 'By looking at them like this, I would never have thought that they are among the best CSIs in the country!' Cath said laughingly.
'Yeah, but you know you should never judge a book by its cover!'
'Thanks for the wise quip, Professor Grissom!' said Catherine with a wink.
On Friday night, Catherine was late for work. By the time she came in, Nick, Sara and Warrick had been sent out on their respective assignments already. Grissom was about to call her when a tired looking Catherine stumbled into his office.
'Cath, are you alright?' 'Been better. Bad headache.' Catherine muttered.
'You should have taken the night off. Come on, I'll take you home.'
'But, what about the Jenson case?'
'Warrick is on it now. He can handle it. If he has any problems I'll take over ok. Let's go.'
Catherine fell asleep on the way home. Grissom looked over at his friend and suddenly was struck with the realization that somewhere along the way, their friendship of over a decade had turned into something more, on his part at least.
He had reached the stage of his life where work and career was not enough. He wanted more. He realized that he needed much more than just a friend to share his woes and happiness with. He wanted a partner, someone who would understand and tolerate the demands and rigors of his job, someone who wanted and needed him. And most important of all, he wanted a family to come home to after a hard day's work. Looking down at his sleeping friend, he realized that his heart had secretly earmarked that place for Catherine and her daughter.
'Sure, just give me a minute'
'Alright, by the way, where's Cath? See if she wants to join us as well.'
'Ok, I'll ask her. See you guys in 5'
'Cath, we are headed out for breakfast, wanna join us?'
'Sure, why not?' The 5'6" blonde answered with a heartwarming smile.
At their usual breakfast haunt, Gil and Cath were seated next to each other with the other two male CSIs seated opposite them and Sara seated at the head of the table. While the others were chatting and enjoying each other's company, Gil was busy observing Cath. Her blonde locks were swinging lightly with every movement of her head and she seemed to be enjoying herself.
God she's beautiful, thought Gil. Just then, Cath turned her head, saw him looking at her and smiled. Gil lowered his eyes hurriedly, ashamed at being caught staring like a schoolgirl.
'Hey Grissom, we are headed out to Nick's place on Saturday morning for a little gathering and some 'bug racing', you game?' Warrick asked, amidst snickers and giggles from the others at his inclusion of 'bug racing' to entice Grissom.
Grissom winced. He was never comfortable around other people but this was his team and they had worked together for years. Besides, it was just a little get-together, what harm could it do? Just then, he felt Cath's hand slide over his under the table and giving him a little squeeze, her way of telling him that she understood what was going through his mind.
'I don't think you guys would be sufficiently interested in my so-called 'bug races'. Anyway, I will be at your place on Saturday Nick, but without my bugs.'
'Cool. Cath, you will be coming right? You can bring Lindsey too if you want, haven't seen that pipsqueak for weeks and I am getting withdrawal symptoms.'
'Yeah, I missed her too.'
' I'm sure you did Warrick, missed being worshipped like a God huh?'
'Hey, watch it Sara, are you jealous?' 'Me, jealous? What made you think I would be jealous of you?'
'Well.'
Cath and Grissom smiled at the three CSIs bickering amicably. 'By looking at them like this, I would never have thought that they are among the best CSIs in the country!' Cath said laughingly.
'Yeah, but you know you should never judge a book by its cover!'
'Thanks for the wise quip, Professor Grissom!' said Catherine with a wink.
On Friday night, Catherine was late for work. By the time she came in, Nick, Sara and Warrick had been sent out on their respective assignments already. Grissom was about to call her when a tired looking Catherine stumbled into his office.
'Cath, are you alright?' 'Been better. Bad headache.' Catherine muttered.
'You should have taken the night off. Come on, I'll take you home.'
'But, what about the Jenson case?'
'Warrick is on it now. He can handle it. If he has any problems I'll take over ok. Let's go.'
Catherine fell asleep on the way home. Grissom looked over at his friend and suddenly was struck with the realization that somewhere along the way, their friendship of over a decade had turned into something more, on his part at least.
He had reached the stage of his life where work and career was not enough. He wanted more. He realized that he needed much more than just a friend to share his woes and happiness with. He wanted a partner, someone who would understand and tolerate the demands and rigors of his job, someone who wanted and needed him. And most important of all, he wanted a family to come home to after a hard day's work. Looking down at his sleeping friend, he realized that his heart had secretly earmarked that place for Catherine and her daughter.