BEAUTIFUL
By Basilea
Disclaimer: Not mine. And I'm not making any money out of this. Spoilers: Like things that happen in real CSI? You kiddin'? Rating: G to PG for this chapter. A/N: This is some late response to Amorith's - catloveswar yahoo group - challenge about Catherine becoming 40. As everything I'm posting around here, this is unbetaed, which basically means that there might be some spelling mistakes, some grammar inaccuracies and probably, some other mistakes I would never be aware of. I apologize in advance. I also must apologize for making Cath a bit bitchy in this, but I was high on my PMS and you'll understand me. Guess that's all. Enjoy!
*** *** *** One - Dolphins
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'What's this?' Catherine was holding the little box she had just found on his table with a note that read 'Cath'. Grissom took the small package from her and turned it upside down and around.
'Let me see... a box, wrapped up with bright colored paper... my guess? This is a gift' And he handed it back to her.
Catherine frowned. She had said no lie when she told him she didn't want any sort of celebration for her birthday, she simply wasn't in the mood.
"I told you I wanted no presents" "That's what made me think you really needed this"
Catherine sighed. She wasn't happy about it but she appreciated her friend's gesture. It's always nice that people remember your birthday. She unwrapped Grissom's gift: A silver necklace with a dolphin. She got it out of the box and held before her eyes, admiring it.
"This is beautiful, Grissom. I don't remember telling you dolphins are my favorite animals?"
Grissom smiled. He was never sure about his gifts but her eyes told him she wasn't being nice, this time, he had found something she really liked.
"You didn't. I just thought it looked like you. Want help?"
Catherine was trying to get it on but the clasp refused to cooperate. 'Yes, please' curiosity picked in 'Why is it like me?'
Grissom moved behind her and fumbled with the piece of jewelry that was being difficult.
"Dolphins are amazing animals. Intelligent, trustworthy... and beautiful. There."
Catherine touched her dolphin, enjoying the smooth and cold touch of it, and turned around.
"Thank you. I really don't feel like celebrating Gil, but thank you very much."
Grissom shrugged and smiled.
"You should celebrate. You only turn 40 once in a lifetime."
Catherine smiled too.
"Thank God!"
"You're 40?"
Greg's face popped at the office door.
"Yeah" Catherine said dryly, "But mention it to anyone, and you're dead"
Greg walked into the office and handed Grissom some paper. "Results" and turning to Catherine a smirk formed on his lips "You don't look like 40, Cath. I thought you were in your mid 50's by now"
Greg would have never guessed Catherine had such a varied repertory of cursing words. Some he would have never guessed could even be used together. He left the office in shame. He wanted revenge. And he just knew how to get it.
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TBC...
Disclaimer: Not mine. And I'm not making any money out of this. Spoilers: Like things that happen in real CSI? You kiddin'? Rating: G to PG for this chapter. A/N: This is some late response to Amorith's - catloveswar yahoo group - challenge about Catherine becoming 40. As everything I'm posting around here, this is unbetaed, which basically means that there might be some spelling mistakes, some grammar inaccuracies and probably, some other mistakes I would never be aware of. I apologize in advance. I also must apologize for making Cath a bit bitchy in this, but I was high on my PMS and you'll understand me. Guess that's all. Enjoy!
*** *** *** One - Dolphins
*** *** ***
'What's this?' Catherine was holding the little box she had just found on his table with a note that read 'Cath'. Grissom took the small package from her and turned it upside down and around.
'Let me see... a box, wrapped up with bright colored paper... my guess? This is a gift' And he handed it back to her.
Catherine frowned. She had said no lie when she told him she didn't want any sort of celebration for her birthday, she simply wasn't in the mood.
"I told you I wanted no presents" "That's what made me think you really needed this"
Catherine sighed. She wasn't happy about it but she appreciated her friend's gesture. It's always nice that people remember your birthday. She unwrapped Grissom's gift: A silver necklace with a dolphin. She got it out of the box and held before her eyes, admiring it.
"This is beautiful, Grissom. I don't remember telling you dolphins are my favorite animals?"
Grissom smiled. He was never sure about his gifts but her eyes told him she wasn't being nice, this time, he had found something she really liked.
"You didn't. I just thought it looked like you. Want help?"
Catherine was trying to get it on but the clasp refused to cooperate. 'Yes, please' curiosity picked in 'Why is it like me?'
Grissom moved behind her and fumbled with the piece of jewelry that was being difficult.
"Dolphins are amazing animals. Intelligent, trustworthy... and beautiful. There."
Catherine touched her dolphin, enjoying the smooth and cold touch of it, and turned around.
"Thank you. I really don't feel like celebrating Gil, but thank you very much."
Grissom shrugged and smiled.
"You should celebrate. You only turn 40 once in a lifetime."
Catherine smiled too.
"Thank God!"
"You're 40?"
Greg's face popped at the office door.
"Yeah" Catherine said dryly, "But mention it to anyone, and you're dead"
Greg walked into the office and handed Grissom some paper. "Results" and turning to Catherine a smirk formed on his lips "You don't look like 40, Cath. I thought you were in your mid 50's by now"
Greg would have never guessed Catherine had such a varied repertory of cursing words. Some he would have never guessed could even be used together. He left the office in shame. He wanted revenge. And he just knew how to get it.
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TBC...
