An unconditional love
Title: An unconditional love Author: Katie W
Rating: PG
Summary: This is a Gil and Catherine story. Grissom senses something is wrong with Catherine but no one really know what and how seriously it is until he finds her in tears. Also the story of a two murdered newlyweds on their honeymoon. I hope you like it. And now I also remembered to write in all this required info. Sorry my first fan fiction here ever...so had to get use to the whole thing. Now read it and get back to me ok? Thank you! Disclaimer: All the characters belong to CSI.
The Question Is
By Katie W.
She glanced at the alarm clock on her nightstand. 3.45.am. She had only been a sleep for a couple of hours. She rose and went to into the bathroom. The dark circles under her eyes and dull skin gave her away. She felt the tears well up and quickly turned off the lights and went back to bed. As she crawled under the covers she heard the first singing from the birds. She sighed and drew the covers over her head.
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She woke up realising that she had overslept. Her cell phone started ringing just as she stepped into the shower. She chose to ignore it. Twenty minutes later she tried to dress, while she was gathering her notes and sipping lukewarm coffee. Just as she was opening the door he reached for the handle.
- What are you doing here?
- You were late; one of the new assistants told med and I just wanted to make...Cath are you ok? He looked at her with concern.
- I'm fine Grissom! She hated it when he looked at like that. He always looked right through her. And she sensed that he knew she was lying.
- Catherine I'm worried about you. I tried calling you an...
She cut him off
- I'm fine, you don't have to check up on me, I'm a big girl, she said in a very sharp tone regretting it immediately when she saw the hurt look in his eyes.
He decided to back off and turned to walk back to his car. She felt terrible and wanted to tell him she didn't mean it like that but the only thing she could mouth was
- I'll see you at the lab.
He waved at her without turning. He was truly worried about her. Lately she had been even more withdrawn than she used to and it cut through him like knives. He wanted to help her, hold her and tell her that he was there for her but something held him back. He loved her unconditionally and that would never change. Every time he had seen her lately she had had that look of loneliness in her eyes. Dark circles under her eyes gave away her lack of sleep and as Sara had pointed out the other day her makeup was cut down to a minimum. That was on the days she wore makeup. Lately she had worn no makeup at all. She was still breathtakingly beautiful to him but he also knew that her appearance meant a lot to her so this also made him worry. Recently Lindsey spent an enormous amount time with Cath's friend Melissa. Even on her days off. Melissa's daughter Janet and Lindsey were best friends and through Nick Grissom had learned that Lindsey spent almost every weekend with Janet. At the moment Lindsey had gone with Janet and her parents to spend the weekend at Six Flags Great America.
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The question is what possessed Cath to behave in this oddly manner Grissom thought to himself as he made his way to the crime scene. A young couple had been killed on their honeymoon in a luxurious spa and health resort in the outskirts of Las Vegas. As he entered the honeymoon suite he saw Nick, who was taking pictures of the bed in which the couple lay in close embrace wrapped up in the sheet. Their clothes lay scattered around from the door to the bed. A big empty champagne bottle and two glasses stood on a big round table. A big bowl with all sorts of fruit stood in the centre of the table and a plate with the leftovers from something Grissom thought to be seafood was sitting on one of the chairs.
In the bathroom of the suite Catherine was wiping something reddish from the side of the bathtub as Grissom entered. She looked up and nodded at him but quickly returned to the wiping. The silence between the two co-workers seemed to go on forever.
- Lipstick, he asked to break the silence.
- Not sure, maybe, she answered without looking at him.
- The couple seem to been in a sort of symbolic embrace, Nick said as he entered the bathroom, Someone really wanted to make a statement here, or maybe they just decided to commit suicide together like a sort of Romeo and Julie for the newlyweds, he said with a laugh.
Catherine who had just finished her work with the tub looked at him with a tired smile
- What a nice way to celebrate eternal love, she said in a sarcastic voice. She left heading for the crime lab.
- Hey, what's wrong with Catherine, Nick asked as the rest of the team packed up, She's been moody for weeks now.
- I don't know. Do you know what she has been doing outside work lately, Grissom asked trying to sound somewhat indifferent?
- Never really know what Cath is up to now do you? Nick asked in a sneaky tone, but as soon as he saw the look on Grissom's face he became serious, There was this blind date a couple of weeks ago. Heard it in the locker room. Think she's got a problem in the love department, Nick asked, never thought she would be the kind of person to have problems in that area.
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Grissom drove back to the crime lab. He met Greg in the parking lot and handed him the testing samples of DNA and the seafood from the crime scene. Normally he would stay to run the tests himself even though his shift was ended but tonight he had more serious plans.
Bruises
By Katie W.
Grissom couldn't find her anywhere and he was sure he had just seen her car in the parking lot. He saw that her coat and notes lay on a chair on the break room so he sat down to wait. One of the young assistants came in to pick up some coffee.
- I'm Jack Hardy, he said.
However, Grissom was too into his own thoughts to greet him with more than a cursorily look. Fifteen minutes later Mimi the secretary came in to get Catherine's jacket and notes. After a couple of minutes he had persuaded her into telling him where Catherine was.
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He heard the sobs as soon as he opened the door to the women's bathroom. Apparently she hadn't heard him come in, because he heard her say to herself that she should pull herself together. His heart was aching for the fragile woman on the other side of the thin sheet. He waited for some time for her sobs to wear off and then he quietly opened the door and stepped in. She leaned up against the wall. He sensed the subtle smell of vomit. As he bent down to her and slightly touched her back she flinched and tried to hit him. First he drew back in awe but then he sat down beside her and took her in his arms. She resisted at first but then slowly relaxed and leaned into him. She cried silently and without any tears. For a long time they just sat there. Suddenly he realised that she had fallen asleep in his arms. He slowly bent down and kissed her cheek. Just a small kiss but it said it all.
He slowly got up and lifted her into his arms. The strong woman he knew was still somewhere inside this frail body and he would do anything to help her find her way back. He didn't know what had caused these bruises to her soul but he was going to and then he was going to kill the one who had done this to her. He had not seen her like this since Eddie was alive and even then she would still fight will all she had to protect Lindsey. He wondered which part Lindsey had in all this. All those questions were driving him insane but for now he would have to settle with what Catherine could and would tell him.
As he entered the hall carrying her everything went silent. People watched how he gently carried her to his office and lay her on the couch. He shut the blinds and turned off the lights only letting the desk lamp illuminate the shadows in the office. He wanted to cover her with a blanket and as he laid her jacket on the chair he caught a fleeting glimpse of a minor tear in the coat lining. He started to take off her cardigan to make her more comfortable when he noticed the bruises. A quick though back confirmed his suspicions. She had work all covering clothes for a couple of weeks now. No necklines or even short sleeves. As he removed the cardigan he saw bruises, which he thought to be a couple of weeks old. He sighed and gently stroke her hair. He covered her with the soft blanket and got a chair for him to sit in.
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He woke to a light tap on the office door. He looked at Catherine she still slept. It had been a couple of hours. Sara opened the door and popped her head in. Progress in the honeymoon case she whispered. He got up and gently closed the door behind him as he followed Sara to the evidence room.
- What did you find, he asked looking at the open suitcase on the table. - We found these, she showed him a small glass with bluish coloured pill, Greg is running them through the machine right now. We think it might be some sort of sedatives.
- What did the autopsy say?
- They found traces of all sorts of contradicting substances. Less like a sedative more like a drug or poison if you ask me, Nick said as he joined them with the test results.
Grissom began reading the results when suddenly a loud scream was heard. He dropped the paper on the floor and ran. Ran to her. Jack Hardy, who he had seen earlier in the break room, was already in his office trying to calm Catherine but she kept pushing him away. Grissom went to the couch and tried to calm Catherine down. Jack Hardy left the room giving Catherine some more space. She didn't know him and that could upset her further so Grissom was glad to see him go.
- I'm sorry, I guess it was just a bad dream, she began
- There's no reason to be sorry. Want to tell me about your dream, he asked carefully.
- About the episode in the bathroom I don't know what happened and I'm sor...
- Catherine you know you can tell me anything and don't be sorry. Would you tell me about the bruises on your arms, he asked feeling the tears well up.
She looked down, realising that he had removed the cardigan. Her tank top didn't cover up very well. Even the long scratch from the top of her right breast down, which went on beyond the rim of the top was widely exposed to the light. She tried to cover up but when she saw the worry and hurt in his eyes and the tears on his cheeks she let go of the blanket. Not her she said suddenly sounding very determined. She began to rise from the couch but her legs didn't give any support. He took her into his arms again and carried her out of the crime lab to her car.
- Not my car, she said turning her head away as they approached.
He smoothly made a slight turn and took her to his car. Less than one minute later they were off on their way to his house.
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Title: An unconditional love Author: Katie W
Rating: PG
Summary: This is a Gil and Catherine story. Grissom senses something is wrong with Catherine but no one really know what and how seriously it is until he finds her in tears. Also the story of a two murdered newlyweds on their honeymoon. I hope you like it. And now I also remembered to write in all this required info. Sorry my first fan fiction here ever...so had to get use to the whole thing. Now read it and get back to me ok? Thank you! Disclaimer: All the characters belong to CSI.
The Question Is
By Katie W.
She glanced at the alarm clock on her nightstand. 3.45.am. She had only been a sleep for a couple of hours. She rose and went to into the bathroom. The dark circles under her eyes and dull skin gave her away. She felt the tears well up and quickly turned off the lights and went back to bed. As she crawled under the covers she heard the first singing from the birds. She sighed and drew the covers over her head.
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She woke up realising that she had overslept. Her cell phone started ringing just as she stepped into the shower. She chose to ignore it. Twenty minutes later she tried to dress, while she was gathering her notes and sipping lukewarm coffee. Just as she was opening the door he reached for the handle.
- What are you doing here?
- You were late; one of the new assistants told med and I just wanted to make...Cath are you ok? He looked at her with concern.
- I'm fine Grissom! She hated it when he looked at like that. He always looked right through her. And she sensed that he knew she was lying.
- Catherine I'm worried about you. I tried calling you an...
She cut him off
- I'm fine, you don't have to check up on me, I'm a big girl, she said in a very sharp tone regretting it immediately when she saw the hurt look in his eyes.
He decided to back off and turned to walk back to his car. She felt terrible and wanted to tell him she didn't mean it like that but the only thing she could mouth was
- I'll see you at the lab.
He waved at her without turning. He was truly worried about her. Lately she had been even more withdrawn than she used to and it cut through him like knives. He wanted to help her, hold her and tell her that he was there for her but something held him back. He loved her unconditionally and that would never change. Every time he had seen her lately she had had that look of loneliness in her eyes. Dark circles under her eyes gave away her lack of sleep and as Sara had pointed out the other day her makeup was cut down to a minimum. That was on the days she wore makeup. Lately she had worn no makeup at all. She was still breathtakingly beautiful to him but he also knew that her appearance meant a lot to her so this also made him worry. Recently Lindsey spent an enormous amount time with Cath's friend Melissa. Even on her days off. Melissa's daughter Janet and Lindsey were best friends and through Nick Grissom had learned that Lindsey spent almost every weekend with Janet. At the moment Lindsey had gone with Janet and her parents to spend the weekend at Six Flags Great America.
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The question is what possessed Cath to behave in this oddly manner Grissom thought to himself as he made his way to the crime scene. A young couple had been killed on their honeymoon in a luxurious spa and health resort in the outskirts of Las Vegas. As he entered the honeymoon suite he saw Nick, who was taking pictures of the bed in which the couple lay in close embrace wrapped up in the sheet. Their clothes lay scattered around from the door to the bed. A big empty champagne bottle and two glasses stood on a big round table. A big bowl with all sorts of fruit stood in the centre of the table and a plate with the leftovers from something Grissom thought to be seafood was sitting on one of the chairs.
In the bathroom of the suite Catherine was wiping something reddish from the side of the bathtub as Grissom entered. She looked up and nodded at him but quickly returned to the wiping. The silence between the two co-workers seemed to go on forever.
- Lipstick, he asked to break the silence.
- Not sure, maybe, she answered without looking at him.
- The couple seem to been in a sort of symbolic embrace, Nick said as he entered the bathroom, Someone really wanted to make a statement here, or maybe they just decided to commit suicide together like a sort of Romeo and Julie for the newlyweds, he said with a laugh.
Catherine who had just finished her work with the tub looked at him with a tired smile
- What a nice way to celebrate eternal love, she said in a sarcastic voice. She left heading for the crime lab.
- Hey, what's wrong with Catherine, Nick asked as the rest of the team packed up, She's been moody for weeks now.
- I don't know. Do you know what she has been doing outside work lately, Grissom asked trying to sound somewhat indifferent?
- Never really know what Cath is up to now do you? Nick asked in a sneaky tone, but as soon as he saw the look on Grissom's face he became serious, There was this blind date a couple of weeks ago. Heard it in the locker room. Think she's got a problem in the love department, Nick asked, never thought she would be the kind of person to have problems in that area.
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Grissom drove back to the crime lab. He met Greg in the parking lot and handed him the testing samples of DNA and the seafood from the crime scene. Normally he would stay to run the tests himself even though his shift was ended but tonight he had more serious plans.
Bruises
By Katie W.
Grissom couldn't find her anywhere and he was sure he had just seen her car in the parking lot. He saw that her coat and notes lay on a chair on the break room so he sat down to wait. One of the young assistants came in to pick up some coffee.
- I'm Jack Hardy, he said.
However, Grissom was too into his own thoughts to greet him with more than a cursorily look. Fifteen minutes later Mimi the secretary came in to get Catherine's jacket and notes. After a couple of minutes he had persuaded her into telling him where Catherine was.
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He heard the sobs as soon as he opened the door to the women's bathroom. Apparently she hadn't heard him come in, because he heard her say to herself that she should pull herself together. His heart was aching for the fragile woman on the other side of the thin sheet. He waited for some time for her sobs to wear off and then he quietly opened the door and stepped in. She leaned up against the wall. He sensed the subtle smell of vomit. As he bent down to her and slightly touched her back she flinched and tried to hit him. First he drew back in awe but then he sat down beside her and took her in his arms. She resisted at first but then slowly relaxed and leaned into him. She cried silently and without any tears. For a long time they just sat there. Suddenly he realised that she had fallen asleep in his arms. He slowly bent down and kissed her cheek. Just a small kiss but it said it all.
He slowly got up and lifted her into his arms. The strong woman he knew was still somewhere inside this frail body and he would do anything to help her find her way back. He didn't know what had caused these bruises to her soul but he was going to and then he was going to kill the one who had done this to her. He had not seen her like this since Eddie was alive and even then she would still fight will all she had to protect Lindsey. He wondered which part Lindsey had in all this. All those questions were driving him insane but for now he would have to settle with what Catherine could and would tell him.
As he entered the hall carrying her everything went silent. People watched how he gently carried her to his office and lay her on the couch. He shut the blinds and turned off the lights only letting the desk lamp illuminate the shadows in the office. He wanted to cover her with a blanket and as he laid her jacket on the chair he caught a fleeting glimpse of a minor tear in the coat lining. He started to take off her cardigan to make her more comfortable when he noticed the bruises. A quick though back confirmed his suspicions. She had work all covering clothes for a couple of weeks now. No necklines or even short sleeves. As he removed the cardigan he saw bruises, which he thought to be a couple of weeks old. He sighed and gently stroke her hair. He covered her with the soft blanket and got a chair for him to sit in.
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He woke to a light tap on the office door. He looked at Catherine she still slept. It had been a couple of hours. Sara opened the door and popped her head in. Progress in the honeymoon case she whispered. He got up and gently closed the door behind him as he followed Sara to the evidence room.
- What did you find, he asked looking at the open suitcase on the table. - We found these, she showed him a small glass with bluish coloured pill, Greg is running them through the machine right now. We think it might be some sort of sedatives.
- What did the autopsy say?
- They found traces of all sorts of contradicting substances. Less like a sedative more like a drug or poison if you ask me, Nick said as he joined them with the test results.
Grissom began reading the results when suddenly a loud scream was heard. He dropped the paper on the floor and ran. Ran to her. Jack Hardy, who he had seen earlier in the break room, was already in his office trying to calm Catherine but she kept pushing him away. Grissom went to the couch and tried to calm Catherine down. Jack Hardy left the room giving Catherine some more space. She didn't know him and that could upset her further so Grissom was glad to see him go.
- I'm sorry, I guess it was just a bad dream, she began
- There's no reason to be sorry. Want to tell me about your dream, he asked carefully.
- About the episode in the bathroom I don't know what happened and I'm sor...
- Catherine you know you can tell me anything and don't be sorry. Would you tell me about the bruises on your arms, he asked feeling the tears well up.
She looked down, realising that he had removed the cardigan. Her tank top didn't cover up very well. Even the long scratch from the top of her right breast down, which went on beyond the rim of the top was widely exposed to the light. She tried to cover up but when she saw the worry and hurt in his eyes and the tears on his cheeks she let go of the blanket. Not her she said suddenly sounding very determined. She began to rise from the couch but her legs didn't give any support. He took her into his arms again and carried her out of the crime lab to her car.
- Not my car, she said turning her head away as they approached.
He smoothly made a slight turn and took her to his car. Less than one minute later they were off on their way to his house.
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