Along the hall in Grissoms office he closed the door and walked along to see how everyone was getting along. Looking in he saw Greg and Warrick fight about... something or another. 'What are those two like?' he pondered. Walking further he saw Nick and Sara talking. He didn't hear them, 'Ahh crap.' he thought. Quickly he went into the breakrroom hoping no-one would see him. Or call on him for that matter. With his back to the door he tapped the table, and closed his eyes trying to hear the tap.
Catherine walked down the hall and spotted Grissom rush into the breakroom. She walked up to the door and knocked on it. "Gil? You in there?"
Not hearing her he didn't turn around.
Cath opened the door and looked inside, seeing Grissom next to the table. "Gil? Hello?" She walked up behind him and gently tapped him on the shoulder.
"Huh? Catherine..." he said louder than usual, not looking at her eyes, but her lips.
"Are you ok? didn't you hear me call out to you?" She asked.
"I'm fine..." Gil stopped as his ears were hit with the sounds of the busy office that surrounded him, "I..I must have been to lost in thought to hear you, sorry..."
"It's ok..." Catherine brushed it off and walked over to the coffee maker and poured herself a cup of coffee. "You want a cup?"
"Yeah... thanks." Grissom sighed and sat in the chair he was tapping earlier. He took off his glasses and squeezed the bridge of his nose, like he so often done.
Cath walked over and took a seat next to him, handing him his coffee. then taking a sip of her own.
He took it and replaced his glasses, "I'm going on leave for a week. You'll be incharge..."
"Ok... what's the matter? anything wrong?" Cath questioned.
"Nothing you need to worry about Catherine." Grissom knew she'd only worry if he told her, that was Catherine all over. "My last day is tomorrow, then I'll be back in a week." He told her. He said it with a slight edge of coldness on his part. He was trying to hide his fear and, as always, his feelings.
"Listen... if you need anything, just give me a call ok? I mean it Gil..." Catherine looked at him seriously.
He looked at her and smiled, "I know Catherine... I know." He said knowing himself he wouldn't call her, he couldn't.
"Alright..." Cath nodded and took another sip of her coffee.
"I've got to finish off somethings." Gil said standing up. He smiled at Catherine then left. He didn't like the fact he couldn't tell Catherine... it's not that he couldn't trust her. On the contrary she was VERY trustworthy, he just couldn't risk her worrying about him while others depended on her... like the team and Lynsey. Walking past he saw Sara in Nick's arms, smiling at the fact the girl... no... the woman that was close enough to his heart to be his daughter had found someone that would be good to her. He walked past Warrick and Greg, they know were playing on hutches. He laughed at Greg quoting, 'Focus on the evidence.' He walked into his office. On the desk was a document that would be kept in his desk if the operation failed. A document that could bring it all to an end... his resignation.
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A/N: this seems to be like a grissom fic, its not... its just something to think about.... :-)
Catherine walked down the hall and spotted Grissom rush into the breakroom. She walked up to the door and knocked on it. "Gil? You in there?"
Not hearing her he didn't turn around.
Cath opened the door and looked inside, seeing Grissom next to the table. "Gil? Hello?" She walked up behind him and gently tapped him on the shoulder.
"Huh? Catherine..." he said louder than usual, not looking at her eyes, but her lips.
"Are you ok? didn't you hear me call out to you?" She asked.
"I'm fine..." Gil stopped as his ears were hit with the sounds of the busy office that surrounded him, "I..I must have been to lost in thought to hear you, sorry..."
"It's ok..." Catherine brushed it off and walked over to the coffee maker and poured herself a cup of coffee. "You want a cup?"
"Yeah... thanks." Grissom sighed and sat in the chair he was tapping earlier. He took off his glasses and squeezed the bridge of his nose, like he so often done.
Cath walked over and took a seat next to him, handing him his coffee. then taking a sip of her own.
He took it and replaced his glasses, "I'm going on leave for a week. You'll be incharge..."
"Ok... what's the matter? anything wrong?" Cath questioned.
"Nothing you need to worry about Catherine." Grissom knew she'd only worry if he told her, that was Catherine all over. "My last day is tomorrow, then I'll be back in a week." He told her. He said it with a slight edge of coldness on his part. He was trying to hide his fear and, as always, his feelings.
"Listen... if you need anything, just give me a call ok? I mean it Gil..." Catherine looked at him seriously.
He looked at her and smiled, "I know Catherine... I know." He said knowing himself he wouldn't call her, he couldn't.
"Alright..." Cath nodded and took another sip of her coffee.
"I've got to finish off somethings." Gil said standing up. He smiled at Catherine then left. He didn't like the fact he couldn't tell Catherine... it's not that he couldn't trust her. On the contrary she was VERY trustworthy, he just couldn't risk her worrying about him while others depended on her... like the team and Lynsey. Walking past he saw Sara in Nick's arms, smiling at the fact the girl... no... the woman that was close enough to his heart to be his daughter had found someone that would be good to her. He walked past Warrick and Greg, they know were playing on hutches. He laughed at Greg quoting, 'Focus on the evidence.' He walked into his office. On the desk was a document that would be kept in his desk if the operation failed. A document that could bring it all to an end... his resignation.
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A/N: this seems to be like a grissom fic, its not... its just something to think about.... :-)