Stay With Me
By: Allison
A/N: It's short, but it's chapter 11. The song is "Everything Has Changed" by The Postal Service. Check them out, they rock.
Chapter 11 - Reactions
// Putting all the vegetables away
that you bought at the grocery store today
and it goes fast
you think of the past
suddenly everything has changed //
Lindsey came after everyone had cleared out, and immediately snuggled up next to her mother. Grissom noticed as Catherine's eyes went wide upon seeing her child so grown up. The Lindsey that Catherine knew was nothing more than a toddler. A bundle of pure energy, always having to be looked after- kid-sized overalls always getting dirty, and herself always getting into trouble.
The girls whose head rested in the crook of her mothers arm now, though still very much a child -was so grown up in the eyes of her mother, Grissom was sure of that. He could see the pain that swept through Catherine's eyes as they brimmed with salty tears. Squeezing her free hand, he gave her a reassuring smile.
"Mommy?" Lindsey looked up at her mother with wide thoughtful eyes.
"Yea Linds?" Catherine whispered back.
"You remember me? Right?"
"Of course I do, baby. How could I forget you?" Catherine's eyes connected with his and Grissom saw the tears cascading down her cheeks. And he felt the ones that ran down his own.
~*~*~*~
// Driving home
the sky accelerates
and the clouds all form
a gemometric shape
and it goes fast
you think of the past
suddenly everything has changed //
Catherine hated lying. She'd done some questionable things in her life, but she'd never kept the truth from anyone, even when she should have. She told herself it wasn't lying, though-she just wasn't telling Lindsey everything. Withholding something and lying wasn't the same thing, at least that was the way that Catherine rationalized it to mounting guilty conscience.
She looked down at the little girl in her arms-not so little anymore. She wondered where the four years had gone...
******
"Mommy, Mommy!" Lindsey cried as she ran into the kitchen, blonde pigtails flying behind her.
"Hey baby, slow down...I'm not going anywhere." Catherine smiled, ruffling the child's already haphazard looking hair. She still hadn't figured out how Lindsey managed to mess it up so quickly.
"Look what I did today!" Crouching down Catherine wrapped her arms around her daughter and lifted her up. In Lindsey's hand was a large crayon drawing of what looked to be the two of them together.
"Is that me?"
"Silly, mommy, of course it's you!" Lindsey giggled, her face lighting up with joy. "And see, there's me!"
"Well, honey, it's very good. I love it."
*****
"Mom, are you okay?" Catherine blinked as she was back in reality again, Lindsey looking at her with some concern. God-Catherine wished she knew the girl that looked at her with such love and wisdom. When had her little grown up to be so smart?
"Fine..." Catherine mustered a weak smile. "Tired."
She felt a hand brush the hairs out of her face and she when she looked up she saw the same tears in Gils eyes that she felt slipping down her own cheeks.
"I hate this," she whispered using her good hand to brush away the offending tears before hugging Lindsey closer to her.
"I know...Cath, I know."
// Putting all the clothes
you washed away
as you're folding up the shirts
you hesitate
then it goes fast
you think of the past
suddenly everything has changed //
TBC.
By: Allison
A/N: It's short, but it's chapter 11. The song is "Everything Has Changed" by The Postal Service. Check them out, they rock.
Chapter 11 - Reactions
// Putting all the vegetables away
that you bought at the grocery store today
and it goes fast
you think of the past
suddenly everything has changed //
Lindsey came after everyone had cleared out, and immediately snuggled up next to her mother. Grissom noticed as Catherine's eyes went wide upon seeing her child so grown up. The Lindsey that Catherine knew was nothing more than a toddler. A bundle of pure energy, always having to be looked after- kid-sized overalls always getting dirty, and herself always getting into trouble.
The girls whose head rested in the crook of her mothers arm now, though still very much a child -was so grown up in the eyes of her mother, Grissom was sure of that. He could see the pain that swept through Catherine's eyes as they brimmed with salty tears. Squeezing her free hand, he gave her a reassuring smile.
"Mommy?" Lindsey looked up at her mother with wide thoughtful eyes.
"Yea Linds?" Catherine whispered back.
"You remember me? Right?"
"Of course I do, baby. How could I forget you?" Catherine's eyes connected with his and Grissom saw the tears cascading down her cheeks. And he felt the ones that ran down his own.
~*~*~*~
// Driving home
the sky accelerates
and the clouds all form
a gemometric shape
and it goes fast
you think of the past
suddenly everything has changed //
Catherine hated lying. She'd done some questionable things in her life, but she'd never kept the truth from anyone, even when she should have. She told herself it wasn't lying, though-she just wasn't telling Lindsey everything. Withholding something and lying wasn't the same thing, at least that was the way that Catherine rationalized it to mounting guilty conscience.
She looked down at the little girl in her arms-not so little anymore. She wondered where the four years had gone...
******
"Mommy, Mommy!" Lindsey cried as she ran into the kitchen, blonde pigtails flying behind her.
"Hey baby, slow down...I'm not going anywhere." Catherine smiled, ruffling the child's already haphazard looking hair. She still hadn't figured out how Lindsey managed to mess it up so quickly.
"Look what I did today!" Crouching down Catherine wrapped her arms around her daughter and lifted her up. In Lindsey's hand was a large crayon drawing of what looked to be the two of them together.
"Is that me?"
"Silly, mommy, of course it's you!" Lindsey giggled, her face lighting up with joy. "And see, there's me!"
"Well, honey, it's very good. I love it."
*****
"Mom, are you okay?" Catherine blinked as she was back in reality again, Lindsey looking at her with some concern. God-Catherine wished she knew the girl that looked at her with such love and wisdom. When had her little grown up to be so smart?
"Fine..." Catherine mustered a weak smile. "Tired."
She felt a hand brush the hairs out of her face and she when she looked up she saw the same tears in Gils eyes that she felt slipping down her own cheeks.
"I hate this," she whispered using her good hand to brush away the offending tears before hugging Lindsey closer to her.
"I know...Cath, I know."
// Putting all the clothes
you washed away
as you're folding up the shirts
you hesitate
then it goes fast
you think of the past
suddenly everything has changed //
TBC.