Chapter Ten
Grissom was at his place feeding his bugs when there was a knock at his front door. He knew that Sara was coming over before shift, but she had said she needed to do food shopping. That meant she wouldn't be back at her place for another hour at least, so the only one left was, "Good morning Catherine." Grissom greeted as he shut the door after her as she made her way to his couch. "Cath, is something wrong?" He followed her and sat next to her, concern displayed all over his face.
Catherine looked around his room, then smiled. "Nope. Nothings wrong." She turned to face him, bringing her legs under her.
"So, why are you here?" He replaced the concern with puzzlement.
"Well," She began. "I thought that you would need some help, you know, with Sara."
"What do you mean?"
"Um, I know that you two are seeing each other an all, so I was going to offer my services to help you two onto the next level." Grissom was now amused and Catherine saw this. "What!? Did my offer of help surprise you? Gil you haven't been in a relationship for.GOD!! knows how long and I don't want you to mess this one up."
Grissom started laughing, which was happening more lately. "Cath.I'm fine." At her serious expression, he continued. "I mean. I'm grateful for the offer and everything, but I don't need it. I did this by myself and I'm not going to mess it up." He was interrupted by Catherine raising her hand.
She opened her mouth then closed it trying to put the pieces together. "Hold on a minute. You spoke in the past tense." She hesitantly grinned, then smiled widely, sitting up to cross her arms over her chest. "Spill.Now!"
Grissom smiled, then laughed. How was he going to tell Catherine that he had already taken the first, second, third and four step in this relationship? He stopped laughing to compose himself. He squared his shoulders and put his hands in his lap. Ok, well, let's not try to tell her everything, but only a little. He needed to tell someone and Catherine was his best friend after all.
"Ok.BUT, this goes no further. I know the boys know, but Ecklie and the sheriff don't. Although they can't do anything anyway."
Catherine jumped in and added. "Right. There are no rules or regulations that stops you and Sara from seeing each other." Grissom opened his mouth, but closed it expecting her to continue, which she did. "Don't stop there. Carry on. Tell me."
He smiled, shaking his head. "Yesterday morning we kissed, before we met up with Nicky and Warrick for breakfast. That, was only because Sara panicked when she saw Hank. She grabbed me and kissed me. It felt so good, but once Sara realised what she did, she pulled away pretty quick."
Catherine grinned. When did Grissom display his feelings all of a sudden? She didn't want to question it now, so she nodded for him to continue.
"Well, I was going to kiss her back when Nick called us from the diner."
"That idiot, didn't he see you making out with Sara in the shadows? God-" As Grissom's mouth hung open, Catherine realised what she just said. "Oh Shit! I mean.Oh Crap."
Grissom closed his mouth and shook his head. "You saw us, and here you are asking for me to tell you. Catherine." He stood and walked to pour himself a coffee.
Catherine stood and walked towards him, staring at the floor. "I'm sorry. I left at the time you were kissing, and I just wanted to know if anything else happened when I wasn't there."
Grissom looked up from his cup and laughed lightly. He placed the cup down and leaned against the kitchen counter. When he continued to tell the story, Catherine's head shot up. "Later that evening. I rang her to ask if she wanted to go and see the sun go down.you know, take that next step? I said that I'd pick her up and to wrap up warm."
Catherine sat on a stool as Grissom poured her a coffee and handed it her. Grissom replaced the pot and continued. "I was walking up her drive when I saw Hank. I couldn't help myself, and I saw that Sara needed help, so I helped her." Grissom picked up his cup and drank from it.
Catherine smiled and asked. "What happened next, did you punch Hank?"
Grissom laughed. "No. I wouldn't do that. You know that Catherine." Catherine nodded and apologised for the question. He chuckled and continued. "I was a gentleman and rescued the damsel in distress." He laughed again, thinking back to what happened. "I walked up to her and hugged her. I told her to play along and she did. Hank stood there not knowing what to do with himself, while we headed for my car, but Sara hadn't finished toying with Hank. So, she stopped before we got to the car and before she could.I kissed her.tit for tat."
Catherine agreed. "Well, she definitely brought that wall down that you've been hiding behind." Grissom looked at her to show there was more and was about to continue when. "There's more! blimey." Catherine burst out laughing, but Grissom ignored her.
"Do you want to hear this or not?"
Catherine stopped laughing and sat up. "Of course I do. It's not everyday you tell me what you've been up to and with Sara of all people."
"What's that supposed to mean? Sara's a great woman."
Catherine jumped in again. "Gil! I'm not supposing anything. I'm happy for you. Really and I know Sara is great. It's just. about time you sorted yourself out and realised it. She has been waiting for you to do something and it was driving her insane."
"Since when have you spoken to Sara? About me to Sara? And, I had realised a long time ago. I'm not completely oblivious you know."
"Gil, listen. A few months ago, you hurt Sara with your pushing away and she didn't know whom to go to. So she came to me. Mostly because I noticed that she had feelings for you and confronted her with them. She said she wasn't going to do anything about it. That's because she didn't think you had those feelings towards her. She was scared that you wouldn't return her affections, Gil. I listened to her and told her to be patient, but that just made her angry."
"Angry? How?" Grissom had walked out of the kitchen and sat on his couch.
Catherine followed him. "She said that she'd been patient long enough and that she was afraid to do anything, so it was up to you to make the first move."
"Cath how long ago was this, tell me please."
Catherine thought back and counted. "I spoke to her three months ago and the WHOLE THING about a year and a half maybe two."
Grissom buried his head in his hands. "God! I should have known. How could I have been so stupid?" He sat back and leaned his head on the couch.
"You obviously didn't know Gil. So don't beat yourself up over it. It's all worked out for the best hasn't it? You and Sara are starting that relationship you've both been dreaming about for a long time and all you had to do was wait. It's not everyday you find the one you love and before you know, you'll be ferrying back and forth from each others places, because you left something you needed." Catherine stopped short when Grissom slowly lifted his head. He took one look at her and shift into a sitting position, looking at the wooden floor. Catherine noticed the change and it suddenly hit her. "You haven't?"
Grissom looked at her with a straight face and played along. "Haven't what?"
Catherine moved a little closer. "You have." Grissom started to become uncomfortable under the scrutinising stare so stood and walked to look at his butterfly collection. "Gil, look at me." She stood and walked to him. After a beat, she turned him. "You've slept with her. But, hang on." She looked up at the ceiling in thought, then lowered it when she figured it out. "Not slept with her. Oh god Gil! That is so gross."
"Catherine! What? I can't sleep with her now that we've finally gotten together?"
"No it's not that. Although it's only been a day and a half. You both making up for lost time?" Catherine laughed and brushed her hair from her face before continuing. "Let's see. When I came to see you in your office yesterday, you got paged, but no one else did." Grissom actually blushed and Catherine laughed again when it all clocked together. "You, you.dog you."
Grissom shyly chuckled at her. "I still have no idea what you're trying to tell me Cath, so get it out."
Catherine knew he was lying, so went on. "That was Sara who paged you wasn't it? Gil!?" Catherine stared him down and he blushed again.
"Caught red handed, but is that it? Nope? I guessed as much." He watched as she took a step away and looked him over making him self-conscious about his appearance. "Cath, stop it."
She took a step towards him with a huge grin on her face. "You had sex with Sara somewhere in the lab, didn't you?" Grissom couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed. "I knew it.so where? Come on, tell me." Grissom stopped laughing and chuckled. Catherine gave a warning glare and he held up his hands in an 'I'm sorry' gesture. "Gil you have to tell me-"
Grissom shook his head firmly. "No way Cath. And you have no evidence to prove anything you just said."
Catherine thought for a moment then sighed. "True, but you told me, so it's true."
"Hold on. I didn't tell you anything, other than me and Sara have kissed and that she paged me, which by the way, you have no evidence, or witnesses, for any of it. Thank God may I add."
Catherine smirked, but she still wanted to know where and if there was anything else. "I will find out you know. So be careful. I still want to know if anything else happened so continue."
Grissom pondered this for a moment then relented. "Ok, we went back to her place after shift and slept, just slept."
Catherine knew he wasn't telling her something. "Are you sure there's nothing else you want to tell me?"
"Well, we did sleep, but not before."
Catherine rushed over to him and clamped his mouth with her hand, not wanting to hear the details anymore. She was always one for wanting to know about people's relationships, but when it came to Grissom and Sara; she realised she didn't want to know the details anymore. It would have something to do with working with them both and seeing them everyday. She didn't know if she could look either of them in the eye again if she was told about their sleeping habits.
Grissom pulled away and laughed. His house phone started to ring as he past it. He raised it to his ear and answer it. "Grissom.What? When? . is she all right? . No, she's here. I'll be right there." He hung up and turned to Catherine, concern etched all over his face.
He grabbed his coat and keys, heading for the door.
Grissom was at his place feeding his bugs when there was a knock at his front door. He knew that Sara was coming over before shift, but she had said she needed to do food shopping. That meant she wouldn't be back at her place for another hour at least, so the only one left was, "Good morning Catherine." Grissom greeted as he shut the door after her as she made her way to his couch. "Cath, is something wrong?" He followed her and sat next to her, concern displayed all over his face.
Catherine looked around his room, then smiled. "Nope. Nothings wrong." She turned to face him, bringing her legs under her.
"So, why are you here?" He replaced the concern with puzzlement.
"Well," She began. "I thought that you would need some help, you know, with Sara."
"What do you mean?"
"Um, I know that you two are seeing each other an all, so I was going to offer my services to help you two onto the next level." Grissom was now amused and Catherine saw this. "What!? Did my offer of help surprise you? Gil you haven't been in a relationship for.GOD!! knows how long and I don't want you to mess this one up."
Grissom started laughing, which was happening more lately. "Cath.I'm fine." At her serious expression, he continued. "I mean. I'm grateful for the offer and everything, but I don't need it. I did this by myself and I'm not going to mess it up." He was interrupted by Catherine raising her hand.
She opened her mouth then closed it trying to put the pieces together. "Hold on a minute. You spoke in the past tense." She hesitantly grinned, then smiled widely, sitting up to cross her arms over her chest. "Spill.Now!"
Grissom smiled, then laughed. How was he going to tell Catherine that he had already taken the first, second, third and four step in this relationship? He stopped laughing to compose himself. He squared his shoulders and put his hands in his lap. Ok, well, let's not try to tell her everything, but only a little. He needed to tell someone and Catherine was his best friend after all.
"Ok.BUT, this goes no further. I know the boys know, but Ecklie and the sheriff don't. Although they can't do anything anyway."
Catherine jumped in and added. "Right. There are no rules or regulations that stops you and Sara from seeing each other." Grissom opened his mouth, but closed it expecting her to continue, which she did. "Don't stop there. Carry on. Tell me."
He smiled, shaking his head. "Yesterday morning we kissed, before we met up with Nicky and Warrick for breakfast. That, was only because Sara panicked when she saw Hank. She grabbed me and kissed me. It felt so good, but once Sara realised what she did, she pulled away pretty quick."
Catherine grinned. When did Grissom display his feelings all of a sudden? She didn't want to question it now, so she nodded for him to continue.
"Well, I was going to kiss her back when Nick called us from the diner."
"That idiot, didn't he see you making out with Sara in the shadows? God-" As Grissom's mouth hung open, Catherine realised what she just said. "Oh Shit! I mean.Oh Crap."
Grissom closed his mouth and shook his head. "You saw us, and here you are asking for me to tell you. Catherine." He stood and walked to pour himself a coffee.
Catherine stood and walked towards him, staring at the floor. "I'm sorry. I left at the time you were kissing, and I just wanted to know if anything else happened when I wasn't there."
Grissom looked up from his cup and laughed lightly. He placed the cup down and leaned against the kitchen counter. When he continued to tell the story, Catherine's head shot up. "Later that evening. I rang her to ask if she wanted to go and see the sun go down.you know, take that next step? I said that I'd pick her up and to wrap up warm."
Catherine sat on a stool as Grissom poured her a coffee and handed it her. Grissom replaced the pot and continued. "I was walking up her drive when I saw Hank. I couldn't help myself, and I saw that Sara needed help, so I helped her." Grissom picked up his cup and drank from it.
Catherine smiled and asked. "What happened next, did you punch Hank?"
Grissom laughed. "No. I wouldn't do that. You know that Catherine." Catherine nodded and apologised for the question. He chuckled and continued. "I was a gentleman and rescued the damsel in distress." He laughed again, thinking back to what happened. "I walked up to her and hugged her. I told her to play along and she did. Hank stood there not knowing what to do with himself, while we headed for my car, but Sara hadn't finished toying with Hank. So, she stopped before we got to the car and before she could.I kissed her.tit for tat."
Catherine agreed. "Well, she definitely brought that wall down that you've been hiding behind." Grissom looked at her to show there was more and was about to continue when. "There's more! blimey." Catherine burst out laughing, but Grissom ignored her.
"Do you want to hear this or not?"
Catherine stopped laughing and sat up. "Of course I do. It's not everyday you tell me what you've been up to and with Sara of all people."
"What's that supposed to mean? Sara's a great woman."
Catherine jumped in again. "Gil! I'm not supposing anything. I'm happy for you. Really and I know Sara is great. It's just. about time you sorted yourself out and realised it. She has been waiting for you to do something and it was driving her insane."
"Since when have you spoken to Sara? About me to Sara? And, I had realised a long time ago. I'm not completely oblivious you know."
"Gil, listen. A few months ago, you hurt Sara with your pushing away and she didn't know whom to go to. So she came to me. Mostly because I noticed that she had feelings for you and confronted her with them. She said she wasn't going to do anything about it. That's because she didn't think you had those feelings towards her. She was scared that you wouldn't return her affections, Gil. I listened to her and told her to be patient, but that just made her angry."
"Angry? How?" Grissom had walked out of the kitchen and sat on his couch.
Catherine followed him. "She said that she'd been patient long enough and that she was afraid to do anything, so it was up to you to make the first move."
"Cath how long ago was this, tell me please."
Catherine thought back and counted. "I spoke to her three months ago and the WHOLE THING about a year and a half maybe two."
Grissom buried his head in his hands. "God! I should have known. How could I have been so stupid?" He sat back and leaned his head on the couch.
"You obviously didn't know Gil. So don't beat yourself up over it. It's all worked out for the best hasn't it? You and Sara are starting that relationship you've both been dreaming about for a long time and all you had to do was wait. It's not everyday you find the one you love and before you know, you'll be ferrying back and forth from each others places, because you left something you needed." Catherine stopped short when Grissom slowly lifted his head. He took one look at her and shift into a sitting position, looking at the wooden floor. Catherine noticed the change and it suddenly hit her. "You haven't?"
Grissom looked at her with a straight face and played along. "Haven't what?"
Catherine moved a little closer. "You have." Grissom started to become uncomfortable under the scrutinising stare so stood and walked to look at his butterfly collection. "Gil, look at me." She stood and walked to him. After a beat, she turned him. "You've slept with her. But, hang on." She looked up at the ceiling in thought, then lowered it when she figured it out. "Not slept with her. Oh god Gil! That is so gross."
"Catherine! What? I can't sleep with her now that we've finally gotten together?"
"No it's not that. Although it's only been a day and a half. You both making up for lost time?" Catherine laughed and brushed her hair from her face before continuing. "Let's see. When I came to see you in your office yesterday, you got paged, but no one else did." Grissom actually blushed and Catherine laughed again when it all clocked together. "You, you.dog you."
Grissom shyly chuckled at her. "I still have no idea what you're trying to tell me Cath, so get it out."
Catherine knew he was lying, so went on. "That was Sara who paged you wasn't it? Gil!?" Catherine stared him down and he blushed again.
"Caught red handed, but is that it? Nope? I guessed as much." He watched as she took a step away and looked him over making him self-conscious about his appearance. "Cath, stop it."
She took a step towards him with a huge grin on her face. "You had sex with Sara somewhere in the lab, didn't you?" Grissom couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed. "I knew it.so where? Come on, tell me." Grissom stopped laughing and chuckled. Catherine gave a warning glare and he held up his hands in an 'I'm sorry' gesture. "Gil you have to tell me-"
Grissom shook his head firmly. "No way Cath. And you have no evidence to prove anything you just said."
Catherine thought for a moment then sighed. "True, but you told me, so it's true."
"Hold on. I didn't tell you anything, other than me and Sara have kissed and that she paged me, which by the way, you have no evidence, or witnesses, for any of it. Thank God may I add."
Catherine smirked, but she still wanted to know where and if there was anything else. "I will find out you know. So be careful. I still want to know if anything else happened so continue."
Grissom pondered this for a moment then relented. "Ok, we went back to her place after shift and slept, just slept."
Catherine knew he wasn't telling her something. "Are you sure there's nothing else you want to tell me?"
"Well, we did sleep, but not before."
Catherine rushed over to him and clamped his mouth with her hand, not wanting to hear the details anymore. She was always one for wanting to know about people's relationships, but when it came to Grissom and Sara; she realised she didn't want to know the details anymore. It would have something to do with working with them both and seeing them everyday. She didn't know if she could look either of them in the eye again if she was told about their sleeping habits.
Grissom pulled away and laughed. His house phone started to ring as he past it. He raised it to his ear and answer it. "Grissom.What? When? . is she all right? . No, she's here. I'll be right there." He hung up and turned to Catherine, concern etched all over his face.
He grabbed his coat and keys, heading for the door.