Title: Wishes
Author: Angie
email: hill@grics.net
Disclaimers: CSI: Crime Scene Investigation does not belong to me, they are the property of CBS, Alliance Atlantis, Jerry Bruckheimer and the wonderful actors who portray them.
Author's Notes: Thanks to the graveshiftCSI group. This is actually the first fanfic I started writing, the second to be posted and still not complete so I don't know when the next chapter will be out. Oh, and this hasn't been betaed, so any mistakes are mine.
Spoilers: nothing really
Distribution: The GraveshiftCSI Homepage, ShipperWorldCSI. all others please ask.
* * * * one month later* * * *
"No, I don't want to go." Grissom had been quietly sitting in his office finishing the paper work from the nights cases when Catherine had come into his office.
"Come on Gil, let me do this for you."
"Catherine."
"I promise, no surprises, just dinner," Catherine could tell Grissom was warming up to the idea. Just one more little push and maybe he would agree. "Me, you, calamari.. maybe some wine."
"You," Grissom said, pointing to the woman in front of him, "do not play fair. You promise, no surprises? I don't want a party or anything just."
"I swear. It will be exactly what you want."
"Catherine, if it was what I wanted we wouldn't be having this conversation to begin with."
"I know, I know. just humor me, please. Lindsey's with Eddie until school starts again, and I really don't want to spend another evening home alone. Besides it's your birthday and last year you promised me that."
"Okay, I'll go." Grissom finally agreed. "But I .."
"Great!" Catherine interrupted. She didn't want to give Grissom a chance to back out. "I know you're just going to love it. Don't worry about shift that night. I already talked to Warrick, he said he'd take shift."
"And what would you have done if I couldn't go."
"I knew you'd be able to go."
"And how did you know that?"
"I. I looked at your calendar to make sure you were free." Catherine whispered looking down at the floor, feeling somewhat ashamed.
"You did what?"
Catherine looked up at Grissom's question. "I looked at your calendar." She began with more conviction. "I snuck into your office, when I knew you wouldn't be in here, and I look at your calendar. Grissom, you never do anything for your birthday, and I knew you would forget your promise. So I decided that I would just go ahead with our plans and take care of everything myself."
Knowing that Catherine would continue talking all night if he didn't step in, he decided to interrupt her. "It's all right."
"What?" Catherine's mind had been racing, trying to get Grissom's mind off of the fact that she had invaded his office and while she knew that he had said something, she honestly hadn't heard him.
"It's all right." Grissom repeated with a small smile. "Thanks for wanting to do this for me, I appreciate it."
A huge smile broke out on Catherine's face and she left Grissom's office in hurry, rushing home to set her plans in motion.
Watching his longtime friend walk out of his office, Grissom couldn't help but smile at the thought of what the evening might hold for them.
* * *
To be continued
Author: Angie
email: hill@grics.net
Disclaimers: CSI: Crime Scene Investigation does not belong to me, they are the property of CBS, Alliance Atlantis, Jerry Bruckheimer and the wonderful actors who portray them.
Author's Notes: Thanks to the graveshiftCSI group. This is actually the first fanfic I started writing, the second to be posted and still not complete so I don't know when the next chapter will be out. Oh, and this hasn't been betaed, so any mistakes are mine.
Spoilers: nothing really
Distribution: The GraveshiftCSI Homepage, ShipperWorldCSI. all others please ask.
* * * * one month later* * * *
"No, I don't want to go." Grissom had been quietly sitting in his office finishing the paper work from the nights cases when Catherine had come into his office.
"Come on Gil, let me do this for you."
"Catherine."
"I promise, no surprises, just dinner," Catherine could tell Grissom was warming up to the idea. Just one more little push and maybe he would agree. "Me, you, calamari.. maybe some wine."
"You," Grissom said, pointing to the woman in front of him, "do not play fair. You promise, no surprises? I don't want a party or anything just."
"I swear. It will be exactly what you want."
"Catherine, if it was what I wanted we wouldn't be having this conversation to begin with."
"I know, I know. just humor me, please. Lindsey's with Eddie until school starts again, and I really don't want to spend another evening home alone. Besides it's your birthday and last year you promised me that."
"Okay, I'll go." Grissom finally agreed. "But I .."
"Great!" Catherine interrupted. She didn't want to give Grissom a chance to back out. "I know you're just going to love it. Don't worry about shift that night. I already talked to Warrick, he said he'd take shift."
"And what would you have done if I couldn't go."
"I knew you'd be able to go."
"And how did you know that?"
"I. I looked at your calendar to make sure you were free." Catherine whispered looking down at the floor, feeling somewhat ashamed.
"You did what?"
Catherine looked up at Grissom's question. "I looked at your calendar." She began with more conviction. "I snuck into your office, when I knew you wouldn't be in here, and I look at your calendar. Grissom, you never do anything for your birthday, and I knew you would forget your promise. So I decided that I would just go ahead with our plans and take care of everything myself."
Knowing that Catherine would continue talking all night if he didn't step in, he decided to interrupt her. "It's all right."
"What?" Catherine's mind had been racing, trying to get Grissom's mind off of the fact that she had invaded his office and while she knew that he had said something, she honestly hadn't heard him.
"It's all right." Grissom repeated with a small smile. "Thanks for wanting to do this for me, I appreciate it."
A huge smile broke out on Catherine's face and she left Grissom's office in hurry, rushing home to set her plans in motion.
Watching his longtime friend walk out of his office, Grissom couldn't help but smile at the thought of what the evening might hold for them.
* * *
To be continued