Chapter 5—Now What?
Catherine stood up and grabbed the first shirt that came into her hands, which just happened to be Nick's, and pulled it on. She began to pace in front of the bed. "Shit. Shit. What the hell are we supposed to do about this Nick? Grissom could fire you for lying. You realize this?"
Nick stood up and pulled on his boxers. " Yes I do, but we'll talk to him and it will all be OK." He said taking Catherine into his arms.
"No Nick it won't, Grissom just caught us having sex, oh god I lied to. I'm supposed to be sick!" She looked up at him.
"Yes but I fixed that." Nick grinned evilly.
"Nick this is no time to joke around." She shook her head and backed away from him.
"See this is what I was afraid of Cath, what we just did was comfort sex, and now that someone has found out, your backing away. If you keep backing away I'm going to leave." Catherine just looked down at the floor. "OK, then I guess I'll just see you at work." He grabbed his pants and pulled them on, and walked out of her room to get the rest of his stuff, not caring that he had no shirt on. He opened the front door. "SARA!"
"Hey Nick, where are you going in such a hurry without a shirt?" Sara was very confused.
"Anywhere but here. See ya Sara." Nick just got in his truck and drove away.
Sara walked into Catherine's house, still very confused. "Cath…hey Cath, what's going on?" She shut the door and heard Catherine yell some incoherent words from upstairs.
Sara sat down on the couch, and soon heard footsteps coming downstairs. She turned and saw Catherine with tear stained cheeks, mused air, wearing Nick's shirt and sweatpants. "Cath what's going on?"
"Well Nick and I were in bed, and Grissom walked in on us."
"OK, why is this bad if you were just sleeping?" Catherine laughed a little at Sara's question.
"We weren't sleeping, we were in a more compromising position, and Grissom heard me screaming, and barged in with his gun. Then left, then I don't know it all happened so fast. And I think that Nick thinks that I used him." Catherine began to cry. She put her head in her hands, and began to shake her head.
"Why did Nick leave?" Sara asked, she was really worried now.
"Because he thinks I just had comfort sex, and he thought that I was backing away from him when Grissom found out." Catherine got up and went to the kitchen, "I need a drink." Sara sat there trying to understand what all her friend was telling her. Catherine came back in the room a few minutes later carrying a bottle of Vodka, a bottle of Tequila and 2 shot glasses.
"Hey Sara you want a shot?" Catherine took a gulp of Vodka and plopped down on the couch.
"Umm no thanks." She needed to stay sober, for Catherine's sake.
"Your loss," Catherine filled the 2 shot glasses, downed them, and then took another gulp of Vodka.
"Uh Catherine, you wanna slow down there?" Sara asked, she was starting to get worried. But Catherine wasn't listening. They sat in silence while Catherine finished off the Vodka and half the Tequila before Sara took it away from her.
"Hey I wasthn't done wish that." Catherine's words were slurred. She was drunk.
"Cath, your drunk, why don't you go lay down." Sara got up and pointed to the upstairs."
"NO! Take me to the lab." Catherine stood up on wobbly legs.
"I don't think that's a good idea Cath, your drunk. You don't want to say or do anything you'll regret."
"Thara, don't you dare gif me a pep talk or sanything, take me to the frucking lab now!" Catherine was now growling.
"Ok, OK, but I'm driving." Sara grabbed her keys and helped Catherine to her truck. Catherine had found the tequila bottle and took it with her. Her hair was still messy, she was wearing Nick's shirt and old raggedy sweatpants and socks. No shoes. Catherine is 1 mean drunk Sara thought. Sara didn't bother to get Catherine's shoes; she would just get yelled at more.
"DRIVE!!!"