Shift was almost over and no one seemed to know where Catherine and Grissom were. They assumed that they had gone to talk to Sam Braun, but that was hours ago, and according to Brass, Sam Braun had been arrested, after Catherine had interviewed him alone. Still Catherine and Grissom had not returned.

No one knew that at Desert Palm Hospital Grissom sat in a room waiting to be wheeled into surgery. No one but Catherine that is. Grissom looked up to see Catherine standing in the doorway. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you. To wish you luck." She smiled at him. There was an expression on her face of such caring and even though it made him uncomfortable, he got off the exam table and walked over to her. Catherine was one of his closest friends. One of the few people in the world that could see right through him and still stuck around.

Catherine put her arms around him and gave him a hug, she fought back tears. He stiffly put his arms around her. "Thank you for being here." He felt tears forming in his eyes, something he was really not comfortable with. Somehow, he'd allowed himself to need her. The experience left him feeling flustered.

The nurse came to take him to surgery. Grissom took one look at the wheelchair and stated determinedly, "I don't need that." He walked down the hall toward the prep room unaware that the back of his hospital gown gave all eyes a very personal view of the great Gil Grissom.

Catherine just smirked, knowing that she'd set him off balance somehow. She made her way to the waiting room; she wanted to be there when he woke up. He needed her.