A/N: Ok, this is the grand finale! Hope you are satisfied with the ending!
The next day, Grissom went with Lindsey to bring Catherine home. Grissom knew that he had to see Catherine through this pregnancy. They could sort out the problems between them later. She deserved to enjoy this pregnancy, not to have to worry about her future and what she was going to do after the baby was born. He felt he owed her that, at least.
After he had brought her home and was about to tuck her into bed, Catherine spoke up.
'Thanks Gris. You don't have to stay. We'll be fine,' she said, dismissing him.
Gris. She had called him Gris, something she hadn't called him that for a long time. . . And she had said that he didn't have to stay. That hurt Grissom.
He walked out of the room but could not bring himself to leave her house.
He sat down on the couch and put his head in his hands. How did they come to this?
He cursed the day that he thought that terminating the pregnancy was the only answer. He had wanted the baby, just not to the extent that he would risk losing Catherine.
Somehow, he had managed to lose her anyway.
He walked silently into her room, a room that they had shared once, to check on her. He stared at her before walking over and placing a gentle kiss on her lips before he could stop himself.
'Gris?' Catherine's voice was groggy with sleep. Her eyes, when they opened and met his, were filled with desire -- and questions.
Feeling like a first-class jerk, Grissom stepped back from the bed.
Catherine sat up and moved over from her position in the center of the bed, making room for him to join her. She looked at him in silent invitation.
'Catherine.' He didn't know what to say. Couldn't think for the desire burning through him.
He could tell by the seriousness of her gaze that she understood his doubts. He suspected that she had some major doubts of her own.
'Cath, I .Just listen to me for a while ok?'
She just nodded, pulling the sheets higher, up to her chin.
'I sorry I asked you to reconsider having the baby,' Grissom said, choosing his words carefully as he knew that he was on thin ice here.
'I just want you to know that I wasn't thinking clearly. I was just worried that I could lose you. I couldn't bear that, not when I had waited so long for you. I wanted the baby, I was just not prepared for you to risk your life for it. I would rather not have it then contemplate losing you. Besides, we already have Linds. All that information I found about high- risk pregnancies had really freaked me out. I forgot the fact that lots of women have babies up to their mid-forties. That lapse in judgement cost me greatly.' Grissom said somberly.
'But Gil, I understood that. What I could not understand was how you could just walk away from me after that. I needed you to be there for me, to share the experience with me. I wanted you to come for every appointment, to hear the baby's heartbeat.everything, but you weren't there. You acted as though you didn't care, as if there was never an 'us' to begin with,' Catherine said, feeling fresh tears welling in her eyes.
'Catherine, I'm sorry, I really am. I would do anything to take away the hurt that I have caused. When Sara called me that day, I nearly died, I thought that I had lost you forever. That was when I realized that I had been a complete idiot.' Grissom said as he gave in to temptation and joined Catherine on the bed, holding her close, putting a tentative hand over the slight mound where their baby lay.
'Ha, you should have just come to me. I could have told you that much earlier and saved us all that heartbreak!' Catherine said with a watery smile.
Grissom smiled down at the blonde angel grinning at him and bent down to kiss her. ' I love you Catherine. Always remember that.' he whispered.
'I love you too Gil.' She whispered back before pushing him so that he fell flat on the bed.
As he lay there, holding her, he knew that they were going to be just fine. As long as they loved each other. It would not be smooth sailing all the way, but Grissom knew that this time, no matter how big the storm or how harsh the seas, he would not be giving up on them so easily. They were going to be a family, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health.
*** The End ***
The next day, Grissom went with Lindsey to bring Catherine home. Grissom knew that he had to see Catherine through this pregnancy. They could sort out the problems between them later. She deserved to enjoy this pregnancy, not to have to worry about her future and what she was going to do after the baby was born. He felt he owed her that, at least.
After he had brought her home and was about to tuck her into bed, Catherine spoke up.
'Thanks Gris. You don't have to stay. We'll be fine,' she said, dismissing him.
Gris. She had called him Gris, something she hadn't called him that for a long time. . . And she had said that he didn't have to stay. That hurt Grissom.
He walked out of the room but could not bring himself to leave her house.
He sat down on the couch and put his head in his hands. How did they come to this?
He cursed the day that he thought that terminating the pregnancy was the only answer. He had wanted the baby, just not to the extent that he would risk losing Catherine.
Somehow, he had managed to lose her anyway.
He walked silently into her room, a room that they had shared once, to check on her. He stared at her before walking over and placing a gentle kiss on her lips before he could stop himself.
'Gris?' Catherine's voice was groggy with sleep. Her eyes, when they opened and met his, were filled with desire -- and questions.
Feeling like a first-class jerk, Grissom stepped back from the bed.
Catherine sat up and moved over from her position in the center of the bed, making room for him to join her. She looked at him in silent invitation.
'Catherine.' He didn't know what to say. Couldn't think for the desire burning through him.
He could tell by the seriousness of her gaze that she understood his doubts. He suspected that she had some major doubts of her own.
'Cath, I .Just listen to me for a while ok?'
She just nodded, pulling the sheets higher, up to her chin.
'I sorry I asked you to reconsider having the baby,' Grissom said, choosing his words carefully as he knew that he was on thin ice here.
'I just want you to know that I wasn't thinking clearly. I was just worried that I could lose you. I couldn't bear that, not when I had waited so long for you. I wanted the baby, I was just not prepared for you to risk your life for it. I would rather not have it then contemplate losing you. Besides, we already have Linds. All that information I found about high- risk pregnancies had really freaked me out. I forgot the fact that lots of women have babies up to their mid-forties. That lapse in judgement cost me greatly.' Grissom said somberly.
'But Gil, I understood that. What I could not understand was how you could just walk away from me after that. I needed you to be there for me, to share the experience with me. I wanted you to come for every appointment, to hear the baby's heartbeat.everything, but you weren't there. You acted as though you didn't care, as if there was never an 'us' to begin with,' Catherine said, feeling fresh tears welling in her eyes.
'Catherine, I'm sorry, I really am. I would do anything to take away the hurt that I have caused. When Sara called me that day, I nearly died, I thought that I had lost you forever. That was when I realized that I had been a complete idiot.' Grissom said as he gave in to temptation and joined Catherine on the bed, holding her close, putting a tentative hand over the slight mound where their baby lay.
'Ha, you should have just come to me. I could have told you that much earlier and saved us all that heartbreak!' Catherine said with a watery smile.
Grissom smiled down at the blonde angel grinning at him and bent down to kiss her. ' I love you Catherine. Always remember that.' he whispered.
'I love you too Gil.' She whispered back before pushing him so that he fell flat on the bed.
As he lay there, holding her, he knew that they were going to be just fine. As long as they loved each other. It would not be smooth sailing all the way, but Grissom knew that this time, no matter how big the storm or how harsh the seas, he would not be giving up on them so easily. They were going to be a family, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health.
*** The End ***