A small angst fic. Gil moved away with his girlfriend, Catherine is with her boyfriend. They are both happy, right? So why is Gil thinking of her and why is she thinking of him.

I don't own the characters the show, all that CSI stuff and I don't own the song. "Be Like That" by 3 doors down.

He spends his nights in California,
To live the life that's in his dreams,
Then he lies awake and he wonders,
Why can't that be me

Gil sat on his front porch gazing blankly into the night. Thinking about the life he has, the life he had as he stared into the world around him he realized there was one thing missing, the life he wanted.

Cause in his life he is filled
With all these good intentions
He's left a lot of things
He'd rather not mention right now
But just before he says goodnight,
He looks up with a little smile at me,
And he says,

He never really knew why he agreed to move away from Las Vegas, away from his friends and away from her, but as he sat there alone on his front porch all he could do now was think about what it would be like to be him. To be that man who gets to see her beautiful smile every morning, to the be the man who gets to touch her, and make her happy, how he would give anything to be that man. Even for a minute.

If I could be like that,
I would give anything
Just to live one day, in those shoes
If I could be like that,
what would I do,
What would I do

Catherine sat locked in her bathroom on the floor in the dark. As she stared blankly at the bathroom wall tears streamed down her face. What had she been thinking when she let him leave, why had she not stopped him? What was she doing here sitting on the bathroom floor scared to death?

Now and dreams we run
She spends her days up in the north park,
Watching the people as they pass

All she wanted was to be with him but the fear of hurting him got he best of her and instead of holding him she let him go. " All I want is to be happy" she whispers to herself " All I want is for Lindsey to be happy". As she rests her head against the bathroom wall she thinks about her life, and realizes what is missing. The only thing missing is him, he is the only thing missing.

And all she wants is just
A little piece of this dream,
Is that too much to ask
With a safe home, and a warm bed,
On a quiet little street
All she wants is just that something to
Hold onto, that's all she needs

All she had now was her memories and her daughter and the heart ache of thinking, wondering and wanting. Wanting desperately to be the one who was with him, the one who woke up in the morning next to him, the one that would make him happy. As she sat on the floor she wondered. What I wouldn't give to be her. Even for a minute.

If I could be like that,
I would give anything
Just to live one day, in those shoes
If I could be like that, what would I do,
What would I do

I'm falling into this, dreams,
We run away

If I could be like that, what would I do,
What would I do
Falling in
I feel I am falling in, to this again.