Author's Note: I must seriously apologize for the delay on this
chapter.the ideas have been here all along but school and work snatched up
all of my writing time for a while there. Thanks to everyone (especially
The Graveyard Shift) for your patience!!
For some odd reason, he was nervous, and the fact that he was nervous bothered him. As he made his way from the car to Catherine's door, Grissom analyzed the situation. He was about to knock on Catherine's door, something he had done about a million times before, but tonight seemed different somehow. Maybe it was that Catherine had seemed upset with him on the phone. Maybe it was the fact that standing on her doorstep, Grissom felt like a teenager picking up his high school sweetheart for the prom. Or maybe he was just paranoid.
Trying to shrug off any lingering doubts, Grissom knocked at the door.
There was no reply.
He knocked again.
"It's open, come on in," he heard Catherine shout from her bedroom. Grissom smiled to himself as he walked into Catherine's living room and could see clothes being tossed around through her half-open bedroom door. "Glad I came early," he quipped.
"I heard that," Catherine said from her bedroom. "I'll be ready in 2 minutes I promise."
"Famous last words," Grissom replied wondering why she was making such a fuss tonight.
"Maybe you should get up on that stage tonight Gil," Catherine said as she entered the living room. "Because you are quite the comedian."
Grissom stood to greet Catherine, only to have his breath taken away. She looked stunning, no radiant. How anyone could make black leather pants and a low-cut burgundy colored blouse look that good, Grissom would never know.
"Earth to Gil," Catherine said waving her hand in front of his hand, hoping she wasn't smirking too badly. The outfit had had the desired effect so far.
"You look really nice Catherine," Grissom managed to sputter. He was rewarded with a dazzling smile from Catherine as she grabbed her purse off the kitchen counter.
"Want to do me a favor?" Catherine asked softly as she held up a slim silver chain. "Help me get the clasp on this?"
"Of course," Grissom said handing her a bouquet of white roses. "These are, uh, for you by the way."
His reply was another dazzling smile.
As he fumbled with the chain's tiny clasp, Grissom felt intoxicated by the combination of the warmth of being so close to Catherine and the bewitching smell of her perfume.
"There we go," Grissom said when he finally got the necklace clasped.
"Thanks," Catherine said turning to face him. She regarded the roses for a second. "You know Gil, I no one's gotten me roses since.well gosh probably not since Eddie and I were dating."
Grissom smiled at her, the soft sweet smile that she had always adored, and all of Catherine's doubts melted away.
"No I swear guys, my grandmother knew Einstein," Greg said insisted to Nick, Warrick and Sara who were standing with him at the bar of Daffy's, a comedy club in downtown Vegas.
"Give it up Greg I don't think.will you look at that," Warrick mused as Grissom and Catherine entered the club.
"Does he have his arm around her?" Greg asked trying not to stare at his two superiors who were looking very much like a couple.
"No he doesn't," Sara said quickly.
"I can't believe Grissom's finally getting it together," Nick said softly.
"No he's not," Sara said taking a long sip of her drink.
"And I suppose he told you this?" Nick said rolling his eyes.
"Well no but if he were thinking about pursuing something with Catherine, why wouldn't he tell me, I mean us?" Sara replied.
"Do I detect a hint of jealousy?" Nick teased.
Before Sara could protest further, Catherine and Grissom strode up to the bar.
"Hey there birthday girl," Catherine said flashing a smile at Sara.
"Hey guys, glad you could come," Sara replied embracing Grissom first, then Catherine.
"Why don't we go snag a table?" Warrick suggested to Catherine as she tried not to glare at Sara.
"Is it just me, or are you thinking there's going to be some sort of cat- fight before the evening is over?" Nick whispered to Greg.
Greg nodded. "If there is, my money goes on Catherine."
**Do Catherine and Sara battle it out for Grissom? And if so, is Greg's prediction right? Why did Grissom really get Catherine those roses? For those answers and more.stayed tuned for Chapter 5!!!
For some odd reason, he was nervous, and the fact that he was nervous bothered him. As he made his way from the car to Catherine's door, Grissom analyzed the situation. He was about to knock on Catherine's door, something he had done about a million times before, but tonight seemed different somehow. Maybe it was that Catherine had seemed upset with him on the phone. Maybe it was the fact that standing on her doorstep, Grissom felt like a teenager picking up his high school sweetheart for the prom. Or maybe he was just paranoid.
Trying to shrug off any lingering doubts, Grissom knocked at the door.
There was no reply.
He knocked again.
"It's open, come on in," he heard Catherine shout from her bedroom. Grissom smiled to himself as he walked into Catherine's living room and could see clothes being tossed around through her half-open bedroom door. "Glad I came early," he quipped.
"I heard that," Catherine said from her bedroom. "I'll be ready in 2 minutes I promise."
"Famous last words," Grissom replied wondering why she was making such a fuss tonight.
"Maybe you should get up on that stage tonight Gil," Catherine said as she entered the living room. "Because you are quite the comedian."
Grissom stood to greet Catherine, only to have his breath taken away. She looked stunning, no radiant. How anyone could make black leather pants and a low-cut burgundy colored blouse look that good, Grissom would never know.
"Earth to Gil," Catherine said waving her hand in front of his hand, hoping she wasn't smirking too badly. The outfit had had the desired effect so far.
"You look really nice Catherine," Grissom managed to sputter. He was rewarded with a dazzling smile from Catherine as she grabbed her purse off the kitchen counter.
"Want to do me a favor?" Catherine asked softly as she held up a slim silver chain. "Help me get the clasp on this?"
"Of course," Grissom said handing her a bouquet of white roses. "These are, uh, for you by the way."
His reply was another dazzling smile.
As he fumbled with the chain's tiny clasp, Grissom felt intoxicated by the combination of the warmth of being so close to Catherine and the bewitching smell of her perfume.
"There we go," Grissom said when he finally got the necklace clasped.
"Thanks," Catherine said turning to face him. She regarded the roses for a second. "You know Gil, I no one's gotten me roses since.well gosh probably not since Eddie and I were dating."
Grissom smiled at her, the soft sweet smile that she had always adored, and all of Catherine's doubts melted away.
"No I swear guys, my grandmother knew Einstein," Greg said insisted to Nick, Warrick and Sara who were standing with him at the bar of Daffy's, a comedy club in downtown Vegas.
"Give it up Greg I don't think.will you look at that," Warrick mused as Grissom and Catherine entered the club.
"Does he have his arm around her?" Greg asked trying not to stare at his two superiors who were looking very much like a couple.
"No he doesn't," Sara said quickly.
"I can't believe Grissom's finally getting it together," Nick said softly.
"No he's not," Sara said taking a long sip of her drink.
"And I suppose he told you this?" Nick said rolling his eyes.
"Well no but if he were thinking about pursuing something with Catherine, why wouldn't he tell me, I mean us?" Sara replied.
"Do I detect a hint of jealousy?" Nick teased.
Before Sara could protest further, Catherine and Grissom strode up to the bar.
"Hey there birthday girl," Catherine said flashing a smile at Sara.
"Hey guys, glad you could come," Sara replied embracing Grissom first, then Catherine.
"Why don't we go snag a table?" Warrick suggested to Catherine as she tried not to glare at Sara.
"Is it just me, or are you thinking there's going to be some sort of cat- fight before the evening is over?" Nick whispered to Greg.
Greg nodded. "If there is, my money goes on Catherine."
**Do Catherine and Sara battle it out for Grissom? And if so, is Greg's prediction right? Why did Grissom really get Catherine those roses? For those answers and more.stayed tuned for Chapter 5!!!