Title: Faces
Author: Cathryn
Reviews: I'd appreciate it.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nope
Author's Notes: My first EVER fic so reviews will be very welcome. This isn't a serious story - just fun.
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine. If they were I'd be rich and would not have written this!
Chapter 1 - Superwoman
July 20th - 4pm
CSI Break Room
All five CSIs walked into the break room each with a disgruntled look forming on their face. They had just spent five hours at their latest crime scene in the blistering heat of the sun, undergoing a scrutinising examination of desert land, only to achieve nothing to help them with their investigation. Sara, Nick and Warrick all fell down heavily in their seats, slumping and sighing as they did so, all annoyed at the amount of overtime they had to do and ending up with no results. Catherine reached for the five cold bottles of water she had placed in the fridge before they left for the desert, knowing how hot and sticky they would feel on their return. She threw one to each of the CSIs in the seats and rested the last two on the table, where she placed herself in the chair opposite Grissom. A smile appeared on the three younger investigators' faces as they received the cold drinks. Nick and Warrick opened theirs immediately, while Sara took the time to brush the cold bottle across her forehead, shutting her eyes with relief as the cold balanced with the heat on her skin.
Catherine shot an amused glance across the table at Grissom before she opened her own bottle and gulped down the first half. She sighed at the feel of the water running down her throat, got up and walked out of the room. No one said a word until fifteen minutes later when she came back with an ice cream in her hand and a big grin on her face. As she walked into the room it felt hotter than when she left, the four people collapsed inside were like radiators and giving off heat by the gallon. She left the door open so as to allow a breeze to enter the room. The three CSIs sitting together each had a face of envy and shot Catherine their disgruntled looks for not getting them an ice cream.
"So where's ours?" Nick asked Catherine, possibly with a hint of annoyance in his tone.
Catherine said nothing, but flaunted her ice cream in front of them, licking it slowly and sighing loudly as the cold hit her hot throat. This scene of Catherine's had a mouth-watering effect on her audience. She laughed at them and produced four extra ice creams, which she passed to Sara, Nick and Warrick, who, with much relief, gave her their most sincere thanks and then walked over to Grissom to give him his. He had not moved since she left to buy the ice creams. Catherine waved the ice cream in front of the meditative stare going on between Grissom and the table; he looked up and smiled his thanks.
Fifteen Minutes later...
Greg heard the loud bang in the break room and whizzed around in order to see through the glass window. He smiled at what he saw. Warrick was on the floor rubbing his head and Lindsey was standing over him with a triumphant look covering her face.
"You ok?" Catherine asked him with an amused look on her face.
"Yeh... I'm fine."
Hearing the chuckle Catherine was trying to conceal, he glanced at her with a little smile beginning to appear on his face, and added,
"It's not funny Catherine. Your daughter is like Superwoman!"
Lindsey burst into uncontrollable laughter at hearing herself being associated with Superwoman. Then she suddenly stopped as she remembered something,
"Uncle Grissom told me that mummy was like Superwoman too."
The blush from Catherine and the shocked but amused faces of the 3 other CSIs went unnoticed by the small child as she added,
"Maybe it runs in the family."
Grissom, who was still sitting at the table, gave a small wink to the girl and tried his best, with success, to hide his embarrassment at her comment. Catherine's embarrassment however, was evident. She cleared her throat,
"Linds, baby, go and get your stuff and we can have a few hours together before I have to come back to work."
"Oh come on, Mum!" the 7 year old whined. "I only just got here"
"Right," Catherine agreed, "and you have already managed to embarrass someone," she said, smiling slightly whilst waving a hand at Warrick's form, still on the floor, but actually referring to the unanticipated comment her daughter had made earlier. She paused, then continued, "Come on, sweetie." Grissom's eyes were on Catherine at this point and Catherine's gaze met his. She smiled at him knowingly. She knew he knew what she was talking about.
"Let's go and get your things, baby."
Lindsey walked out of the room with a pout and Catherine proceeded. She walked through the 'Goodbyes' from the 3 younger CSIs but hesitated as she heard a muffled,
"See you, Superwoman."
She turned to face the direction it came from and saw Grissom with his back to her filling in the blanks of the latest crossword puzzle. She smiled and walked out.
December 27th - 6 Months Later - 2am
Break Room
"We have to go. We've all passed off the last six parties. It's getting ridiculous and extremely obvious. Sara's never even been to one."
Nick was trying to persuade the team to go to the next of Brass' ever tormenting fancy dress parties. They had each had an invitation from him and had been planning to reply for three weeks; time was taken up by each trying to think of the best excuse that they could not to attend.
"Come on, guys." Nick continued. "This is the first time the party has been at New Years and we were planing on being together for the New Year anyway."
He then said hesitantly and with a grimace, "It might be fun."
A snort came from most of the CSIs in the room and a "Whatever!" was uttered in between all the noises being made. Warrick however had something else on his mind that might persuade Nick, himself and especially Grissom to attend. He decided to voice his thought.
"Yeh, maybe Catherine can go as Superwoman, hey Gris?"
Laughter erupted from everyone but Grissom and Catherine, both of whom had blushes starting to form on their cheeks. Greg heard Warrick's comment as he passed the open door of the break room, and did a double take.
"Catherine? Superwoman? Fill me in." He said eagerly to the team.
Nick told Greg about Lindsey's innocent comment about Grissom's view on Catherine then told him about the party.
"Ooh!" Greg responded. "I'd like to see that one!"
He looked down, embarrassed as Catherine produced one of her many quick-witted comebacks,
"I don't know if you could handle it, Greg. People used to tell me when I was dancing that my body threw fireballs it was so hot. Think what I'd do to you in a firm... sexy... sensual..." She paused as she leaned in towards Greg, "...clenching cat suit."
Her voice then became a lot more seductive as she leaned in further, "It'd be brutal."
A silence filled the room as the four men had all just had a picture created in their minds for them.
"Well, that's me persuaded." Nick said quickly.
"I'm with Nick, man." Warrick added, the picture of Catherine still embedded deep in his mind. Catherine was still leaning in to Greg, watching him vibrate under her enthralling stare. She winked at him as she pulled away, smiling. Although Catherine was older Greg still found her incredibly sexy. He couldn't think who wouldn't. After quickly trying to collect himself Greg said,
"Yep, I'm in."
On her way out of work going to her car Catherine literally bumped into Grissom going round the corner. He was rushing and she was taking her time because she was trying to find her keys in her bag so when they both reached the corner he slammed hard, right into her and she flew backward landing on the floor. She sat there chuckling to herself surrounded by most of the contents of her bag. Grissom apologised and asked if she was ok before helping her collect her stuff together, pausing on a few items, then helped her to her feet.
"Thanks." She said.
Grissom nodded and then spotted something white on the floor behind her.
"That yours?" he asked, already on his way to achieve it.
He picked it up and noticed Lindsey's writing saying, 'Mommy' on one side. He flipped it over and there was a picture of, he assumed, Catherine, dressed up as Superwoman.
"Oh... right." Catherine smiled as she saw what Grissom had found.
She went into her bag and took out another sheet of paper, this time with a picture of Superman on the front. She handed it to Grissom who turned it over and read 'Mr. Grissom'.
"No way, Catherine. There is no way I'm dressing up as Superman." She smiled at his response.
"Don't worry, Gris. I'm not asking you too. So you're definitely going then?"
"Look, Cath, I'm sorry about all this Superwoman stuff. Although I must say you're handling it very well."
Catherine looked at Grissom with the utmost affection in her eyes; he's apologising for paying her a huge compliment all because the other CSI members are harassing her, even though they're only teasing. She had to ask him, just to be sure.
"Did you really say I was like Superwoman to Lindsey? Or is she just winding us up? She does that sometimes if you're involved. She wants... Never mind."
Catherine stopped. She realised she was babbling, she didn't know why. Her daughter only wound her up about Grissom because she can tell how much Catherine admires him. She called him her second daddy once when Eddy was there - that didn't go down too well. Catherine looked at Grissom. She could tell he was confused about what she was talking about but didn't say anything, just waited for him to respond. Silence. Until,
"I was telling Lindsey how strong you were, mentally. We all have to be in this job, and how we save people, and I compared you to Superwoman."
That wasn't quite the whole truth. Grissom had also been thinking of Catherine's ability to give the most penetrating stare he'd ever seen, along with good looks and sex appeal. She really was Superwoman in his eyes. She smiled at him and repeated an earlier question he had not answered,
"So, are you going to the party?"
"I'll go. But you've got to help me find something to wear. You... are going as Superwoman, right?" He said with a smile shaping his face, "I mean I don't think the others will go if you don't, they'll be very disappointed."
Once again she smiled, and answered, "I'll go as Superwoman, yeah. But only to help you out. Plus the guys will be pains in my ass if I don't! I think I got them a little too worked up earlier."
"Come on, Cath. That's not the only reason. You know you'll look irresistible to every guy at that party."
Catherine grinned at him and walked away. Knowing he would be staring after her, she turned back and winked at him as seductively as she could. This party was going to be fun.
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Hope you've enjoyed this first half! It'd be great if you could send me some feedback. Enjoy the 2nd chapter. Cath
Author: Cathryn
Reviews: I'd appreciate it.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nope
Author's Notes: My first EVER fic so reviews will be very welcome. This isn't a serious story - just fun.
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine. If they were I'd be rich and would not have written this!
Chapter 1 - Superwoman
July 20th - 4pm
CSI Break Room
All five CSIs walked into the break room each with a disgruntled look forming on their face. They had just spent five hours at their latest crime scene in the blistering heat of the sun, undergoing a scrutinising examination of desert land, only to achieve nothing to help them with their investigation. Sara, Nick and Warrick all fell down heavily in their seats, slumping and sighing as they did so, all annoyed at the amount of overtime they had to do and ending up with no results. Catherine reached for the five cold bottles of water she had placed in the fridge before they left for the desert, knowing how hot and sticky they would feel on their return. She threw one to each of the CSIs in the seats and rested the last two on the table, where she placed herself in the chair opposite Grissom. A smile appeared on the three younger investigators' faces as they received the cold drinks. Nick and Warrick opened theirs immediately, while Sara took the time to brush the cold bottle across her forehead, shutting her eyes with relief as the cold balanced with the heat on her skin.
Catherine shot an amused glance across the table at Grissom before she opened her own bottle and gulped down the first half. She sighed at the feel of the water running down her throat, got up and walked out of the room. No one said a word until fifteen minutes later when she came back with an ice cream in her hand and a big grin on her face. As she walked into the room it felt hotter than when she left, the four people collapsed inside were like radiators and giving off heat by the gallon. She left the door open so as to allow a breeze to enter the room. The three CSIs sitting together each had a face of envy and shot Catherine their disgruntled looks for not getting them an ice cream.
"So where's ours?" Nick asked Catherine, possibly with a hint of annoyance in his tone.
Catherine said nothing, but flaunted her ice cream in front of them, licking it slowly and sighing loudly as the cold hit her hot throat. This scene of Catherine's had a mouth-watering effect on her audience. She laughed at them and produced four extra ice creams, which she passed to Sara, Nick and Warrick, who, with much relief, gave her their most sincere thanks and then walked over to Grissom to give him his. He had not moved since she left to buy the ice creams. Catherine waved the ice cream in front of the meditative stare going on between Grissom and the table; he looked up and smiled his thanks.
Fifteen Minutes later...
Greg heard the loud bang in the break room and whizzed around in order to see through the glass window. He smiled at what he saw. Warrick was on the floor rubbing his head and Lindsey was standing over him with a triumphant look covering her face.
"You ok?" Catherine asked him with an amused look on her face.
"Yeh... I'm fine."
Hearing the chuckle Catherine was trying to conceal, he glanced at her with a little smile beginning to appear on his face, and added,
"It's not funny Catherine. Your daughter is like Superwoman!"
Lindsey burst into uncontrollable laughter at hearing herself being associated with Superwoman. Then she suddenly stopped as she remembered something,
"Uncle Grissom told me that mummy was like Superwoman too."
The blush from Catherine and the shocked but amused faces of the 3 other CSIs went unnoticed by the small child as she added,
"Maybe it runs in the family."
Grissom, who was still sitting at the table, gave a small wink to the girl and tried his best, with success, to hide his embarrassment at her comment. Catherine's embarrassment however, was evident. She cleared her throat,
"Linds, baby, go and get your stuff and we can have a few hours together before I have to come back to work."
"Oh come on, Mum!" the 7 year old whined. "I only just got here"
"Right," Catherine agreed, "and you have already managed to embarrass someone," she said, smiling slightly whilst waving a hand at Warrick's form, still on the floor, but actually referring to the unanticipated comment her daughter had made earlier. She paused, then continued, "Come on, sweetie." Grissom's eyes were on Catherine at this point and Catherine's gaze met his. She smiled at him knowingly. She knew he knew what she was talking about.
"Let's go and get your things, baby."
Lindsey walked out of the room with a pout and Catherine proceeded. She walked through the 'Goodbyes' from the 3 younger CSIs but hesitated as she heard a muffled,
"See you, Superwoman."
She turned to face the direction it came from and saw Grissom with his back to her filling in the blanks of the latest crossword puzzle. She smiled and walked out.
December 27th - 6 Months Later - 2am
Break Room
"We have to go. We've all passed off the last six parties. It's getting ridiculous and extremely obvious. Sara's never even been to one."
Nick was trying to persuade the team to go to the next of Brass' ever tormenting fancy dress parties. They had each had an invitation from him and had been planning to reply for three weeks; time was taken up by each trying to think of the best excuse that they could not to attend.
"Come on, guys." Nick continued. "This is the first time the party has been at New Years and we were planing on being together for the New Year anyway."
He then said hesitantly and with a grimace, "It might be fun."
A snort came from most of the CSIs in the room and a "Whatever!" was uttered in between all the noises being made. Warrick however had something else on his mind that might persuade Nick, himself and especially Grissom to attend. He decided to voice his thought.
"Yeh, maybe Catherine can go as Superwoman, hey Gris?"
Laughter erupted from everyone but Grissom and Catherine, both of whom had blushes starting to form on their cheeks. Greg heard Warrick's comment as he passed the open door of the break room, and did a double take.
"Catherine? Superwoman? Fill me in." He said eagerly to the team.
Nick told Greg about Lindsey's innocent comment about Grissom's view on Catherine then told him about the party.
"Ooh!" Greg responded. "I'd like to see that one!"
He looked down, embarrassed as Catherine produced one of her many quick-witted comebacks,
"I don't know if you could handle it, Greg. People used to tell me when I was dancing that my body threw fireballs it was so hot. Think what I'd do to you in a firm... sexy... sensual..." She paused as she leaned in towards Greg, "...clenching cat suit."
Her voice then became a lot more seductive as she leaned in further, "It'd be brutal."
A silence filled the room as the four men had all just had a picture created in their minds for them.
"Well, that's me persuaded." Nick said quickly.
"I'm with Nick, man." Warrick added, the picture of Catherine still embedded deep in his mind. Catherine was still leaning in to Greg, watching him vibrate under her enthralling stare. She winked at him as she pulled away, smiling. Although Catherine was older Greg still found her incredibly sexy. He couldn't think who wouldn't. After quickly trying to collect himself Greg said,
"Yep, I'm in."
On her way out of work going to her car Catherine literally bumped into Grissom going round the corner. He was rushing and she was taking her time because she was trying to find her keys in her bag so when they both reached the corner he slammed hard, right into her and she flew backward landing on the floor. She sat there chuckling to herself surrounded by most of the contents of her bag. Grissom apologised and asked if she was ok before helping her collect her stuff together, pausing on a few items, then helped her to her feet.
"Thanks." She said.
Grissom nodded and then spotted something white on the floor behind her.
"That yours?" he asked, already on his way to achieve it.
He picked it up and noticed Lindsey's writing saying, 'Mommy' on one side. He flipped it over and there was a picture of, he assumed, Catherine, dressed up as Superwoman.
"Oh... right." Catherine smiled as she saw what Grissom had found.
She went into her bag and took out another sheet of paper, this time with a picture of Superman on the front. She handed it to Grissom who turned it over and read 'Mr. Grissom'.
"No way, Catherine. There is no way I'm dressing up as Superman." She smiled at his response.
"Don't worry, Gris. I'm not asking you too. So you're definitely going then?"
"Look, Cath, I'm sorry about all this Superwoman stuff. Although I must say you're handling it very well."
Catherine looked at Grissom with the utmost affection in her eyes; he's apologising for paying her a huge compliment all because the other CSI members are harassing her, even though they're only teasing. She had to ask him, just to be sure.
"Did you really say I was like Superwoman to Lindsey? Or is she just winding us up? She does that sometimes if you're involved. She wants... Never mind."
Catherine stopped. She realised she was babbling, she didn't know why. Her daughter only wound her up about Grissom because she can tell how much Catherine admires him. She called him her second daddy once when Eddy was there - that didn't go down too well. Catherine looked at Grissom. She could tell he was confused about what she was talking about but didn't say anything, just waited for him to respond. Silence. Until,
"I was telling Lindsey how strong you were, mentally. We all have to be in this job, and how we save people, and I compared you to Superwoman."
That wasn't quite the whole truth. Grissom had also been thinking of Catherine's ability to give the most penetrating stare he'd ever seen, along with good looks and sex appeal. She really was Superwoman in his eyes. She smiled at him and repeated an earlier question he had not answered,
"So, are you going to the party?"
"I'll go. But you've got to help me find something to wear. You... are going as Superwoman, right?" He said with a smile shaping his face, "I mean I don't think the others will go if you don't, they'll be very disappointed."
Once again she smiled, and answered, "I'll go as Superwoman, yeah. But only to help you out. Plus the guys will be pains in my ass if I don't! I think I got them a little too worked up earlier."
"Come on, Cath. That's not the only reason. You know you'll look irresistible to every guy at that party."
Catherine grinned at him and walked away. Knowing he would be staring after her, she turned back and winked at him as seductively as she could. This party was going to be fun.
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Hope you've enjoyed this first half! It'd be great if you could send me some feedback. Enjoy the 2nd chapter. Cath