Chapter 6
As the sunlight streamed through her bedroom window Catherine wondered if the feeling of jackhammers pounding inside her head would ever stop. Stumbling out of the bathroom after a long cool shower, she tried to recall the events of the night before. As she sank back down onto her bed, things became clearer.
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"My god Gil, what does it seem like I'm doing," she had laughed softly as her lips were mere inches away from his. Rather than wait for his response however, she had allowed a 'now or never' mentality to take over, prompting her to lean in just enough for their lips to touch for a brief second.
"Catherine I'm.." Grissom had started to say as the brief electricity of the kiss hit him.
"Stunned? Shocked?" she giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed him once again. "Or just enjoying the moment?"
"We shouldn't do this," Grissom whispered even though deep down he was enjoying the moment more than words could ever describe.
"According to whose standards?" Catherine whispered softly into his ear.
"It just can't be like this," Grissom sighed. As much as he had waited for this moment for the over 15 years he had known her, Grissom knew that he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if her decision to be with him had only been the result of inebriated folly.
"But why." Catherine had started to ask, but suddenly she moved away from him fast than a bullet from a gun. "Oh my god, I can't believe this!"
"What?" Grissom asked, confused by her sudden shift in moods.
"So it is true," she replied as tears started to form in her eyes.
"What is?" Grissom asked feeling completely lost.
"You and Sara, that's what!" Catherine exclaimed bursting into tears.
"Catherine, I can assure you," Grissom began, wondering where she had ever gotten the idea that he and Sara were anything more than friends.
"I'm such a fool to have ever thought that you and I could be anything more than what we are," she sobbed throwing herself onto her bed.
"No my dear," Grissom sighed stroking her blond hair. "You're just drunk and not thinking very straight right now. I think deep down, you know how I really feel."
"Yeah I know how you feel," Catherine said between tears. "You care enough about me to want my opinion when you buy her a plant. What's next Gil? Do I get to help you pick your engagement ring too?"
Grissom sighed heavily. For as long as he had known her, Catherine had been stubborn, and when she got her mind set on something, it took a lot to convince her otherwise. Being drunk made this twice as bad, and he had learned years ago when it was time to admit defeat. So instead of pursuing the topic further, he kissed her on the forehead and got up from the bed.
"When you're ready to talk about this rationally, I'll be here," he said as he left her bedroom.
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Catherine let her head fall into her hands as she remembered all that had occurred the previous night. She felt like such a fool, throwing herself at Grissom and an even bigger fool crying jealously when he rejected her. Suddenly a ray of hope dawned on her as she recalled the last words Grissom had said to her the night before: "I'll be here."
As she frantically changed from a black silk robe into jeans and a sky-blue knit shirt, Catherine mentally ran through the millions of ways she could apologize to Grissom without sounding like any more of an idiot. Bursting out of her bedroom and into the living room, she put on her best smile and said, "I'm sorry for being so ridiculous last night. I mean I was just totally out of line, and there was no excuse for what I said. But I understand if you feel like you want to be mad at me for a few more days, just so long as it's not forever."
It was then she realized that she was speaking to an empty house.
**Was Grissom so mad that he decided to leave? Will he accept Catherine's apology or stay eternally mad at her?? And what about Eddie and the catfight?? Stay Tuned for Chapter 7 because more is on it's way!!!!
As the sunlight streamed through her bedroom window Catherine wondered if the feeling of jackhammers pounding inside her head would ever stop. Stumbling out of the bathroom after a long cool shower, she tried to recall the events of the night before. As she sank back down onto her bed, things became clearer.
*******************************
"My god Gil, what does it seem like I'm doing," she had laughed softly as her lips were mere inches away from his. Rather than wait for his response however, she had allowed a 'now or never' mentality to take over, prompting her to lean in just enough for their lips to touch for a brief second.
"Catherine I'm.." Grissom had started to say as the brief electricity of the kiss hit him.
"Stunned? Shocked?" she giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed him once again. "Or just enjoying the moment?"
"We shouldn't do this," Grissom whispered even though deep down he was enjoying the moment more than words could ever describe.
"According to whose standards?" Catherine whispered softly into his ear.
"It just can't be like this," Grissom sighed. As much as he had waited for this moment for the over 15 years he had known her, Grissom knew that he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if her decision to be with him had only been the result of inebriated folly.
"But why." Catherine had started to ask, but suddenly she moved away from him fast than a bullet from a gun. "Oh my god, I can't believe this!"
"What?" Grissom asked, confused by her sudden shift in moods.
"So it is true," she replied as tears started to form in her eyes.
"What is?" Grissom asked feeling completely lost.
"You and Sara, that's what!" Catherine exclaimed bursting into tears.
"Catherine, I can assure you," Grissom began, wondering where she had ever gotten the idea that he and Sara were anything more than friends.
"I'm such a fool to have ever thought that you and I could be anything more than what we are," she sobbed throwing herself onto her bed.
"No my dear," Grissom sighed stroking her blond hair. "You're just drunk and not thinking very straight right now. I think deep down, you know how I really feel."
"Yeah I know how you feel," Catherine said between tears. "You care enough about me to want my opinion when you buy her a plant. What's next Gil? Do I get to help you pick your engagement ring too?"
Grissom sighed heavily. For as long as he had known her, Catherine had been stubborn, and when she got her mind set on something, it took a lot to convince her otherwise. Being drunk made this twice as bad, and he had learned years ago when it was time to admit defeat. So instead of pursuing the topic further, he kissed her on the forehead and got up from the bed.
"When you're ready to talk about this rationally, I'll be here," he said as he left her bedroom.
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Catherine let her head fall into her hands as she remembered all that had occurred the previous night. She felt like such a fool, throwing herself at Grissom and an even bigger fool crying jealously when he rejected her. Suddenly a ray of hope dawned on her as she recalled the last words Grissom had said to her the night before: "I'll be here."
As she frantically changed from a black silk robe into jeans and a sky-blue knit shirt, Catherine mentally ran through the millions of ways she could apologize to Grissom without sounding like any more of an idiot. Bursting out of her bedroom and into the living room, she put on her best smile and said, "I'm sorry for being so ridiculous last night. I mean I was just totally out of line, and there was no excuse for what I said. But I understand if you feel like you want to be mad at me for a few more days, just so long as it's not forever."
It was then she realized that she was speaking to an empty house.
**Was Grissom so mad that he decided to leave? Will he accept Catherine's apology or stay eternally mad at her?? And what about Eddie and the catfight?? Stay Tuned for Chapter 7 because more is on it's way!!!!