Chapter 28
Catherine was backed up against the wall. Her hand throbbing with Grissom's excessive pressure.
"Let go of me." She seethed. Grissom did not obide.
"Get out! I don't want you around Sara. You hear me?" He was standing too close to Catherine, invading her personal space.
"I said, let go!" Her voice was soft, almost inaudible. A doctor suddenly noticed them and gave Grissom a warning glare. He immediately strode out of the room, dragging Catherine along with him by her hand. Both heard the door slam shut behind them.
"Let go of me!" Grissom did nothing, he was shooting deathly looks into Catherine's soul.
"Don't you dare hurt Sara again. You hear me? I'll have your job, so fast. . . Don't ever go near her again." Catherine's eyes widened with surprise and pain at the same time. There were already tears there, swimming in the orbs, and no doubt bruises were forming on her arm. She was not going to betray Sara though, and yell, "It's your damn fault, not mine!" into Grissom's face. No, she wouldn't do that. She'll just hurt him in another way.
"Let go, you coward." The choice of words surprised Grissom and his steel grip on Catherine's hand lessened a bit. That's when the woman jerked it free and started up against Grissom.
"How dare you do that to me? Who the hell do you think you are?" Her hand made it's way through the air, ready to leave another mark upon Grissom's face, but it was stopped. Grissom brought his own hand up with lightening speed, and blocked off Catherine's blow. A sickening crunch was heard, but the sound did not seem to register with Grissom. He grabbed both of Catherine's arms and pushed her up against the hospital wall. Leaning closely in, he whispered. "You will not go near Sara anymore. You got that? She will fully heal before she ever sees your face again. You hear that?" Catherine was frightened. Grissom had her pinned against the wall. She had nowhere to go. It brought back painful memories of Eddie's abuse and she wasn't sure what Grissom was going to do next. This wasn't even Grissom. This was someone else. An evil spirit invaded Grissom's body, making him do obscene things. Her hand was already throbbing, and she thought that Grissom was going to do other damage.
"I will not leave Sara's side. You got that?" She was not going to show Grissom that she was a breaking wreck inside. Never. She will keep up her front until help arrived.
"She is my friend, and I won't leave her alone with you for a second until I hear personally from her that it is ok. And you better let me go. What are you going to do? Beat me up?" She scoffed. Though inside she gave a whimper. Grissom showed no signs of backing of. Instead he took Catherine off the wall and once more slammed her back up against it.
"You will not go near her!" One if his hands went back to strike her face when a shout was heard.
"Grissom! Get away from her." Nick was sprinting down the hallway towards Grissom. He couldn't believe his eyes. He grabbed Grissom's shoulders and bodily threw him up against the opposite wall. Catherine, seeing her chance, ran down the hallway. Trying to escape from the hospital and Grissom's rage. Tears were already welling up in her eyes, and some were starting to spill over. She knew that Grissom did not really mean to hurt her. He was just that worried about Sara. But...but..he cause her tremendous amounts of pain and fear. She ran out the automatic doors without even looking back or thanking the man that had saved her. No worries, though, there would be time later.
As she made her way through the parking lot, looking for the familiar Tahoe, she bumped into someone. Reeling back, she cradled her hurt arm, whimpering from the pain. Looking down, she mumbled a soft sorry and was about to make her way around the person. Instead she stopped.
"Catherine? Is that you? Cath? What happened?" She slowly looked up into Warrick's eyes, and nodded. She couldn't say anything, but tears streamed down her eyes. It was her turn to cry. She stood there, in front of her friend. Crying. Warrick hurriedly covered her with a hug, chasing some of the pain and fear and hurt away. Catherine willingly hugged him, all the while crying. Crying, bitter tears. For Sara, for Lindsey, for Eddie, for herself. Crying. Warrick tried to soothe her. Softly rocking back and forth.
"Shh, Catherine. Oh, Catherine. What happened? Tell me. Shhh, shh, now. Don't cry." Finally, after a couple of minutes, Catherine's tears subsided. Pulling back, she looked into Warrick's face. "Thanks." She whispered. But, inside, she was still torn up. Warrick, caringly wiped the rest of the tears that still clung onto Catherine's eyes away.
"Now, tell me what happened." Catherine stifled her sniffles, and began to slowly speak.
" It was Grissom," Warrick posture stiffed but he didn't say a word. "He, got mad at me. Lost his cool. He thought I hurt Sara. She got sick again." The tears were threatening to come again and Warrick wanted justice. He grabbed onto Catherine's hand, ready to go and apprehend Grissom. But he froze when he heard Catherine yelp. She whipped back her hand, and tried to keep the tears from coming.
"Catherine, what happened to your arm? Was it. . Grissom?" She carefully nodded. Warrick sighed, he'll get revenge, as soon as he took care of Catherine. He turned her around, and putting his hand on her back, guided her back into the hospital. There, he had a nurse take care of her hurt hand. Leaving her in the nurses's care, and promising to come back in five minutes, he went to seek out Grissom. That was not a very hard task. He just followed all of the shouting and he came just in time. Nick and Grissom were yelling at each other in the hallway, since Catherine left. Nick yelling at him for being such a damn fool and Grissom yelling at Nick to stay out of his business. Warrick interfered right before blows were exchanged.
"Hey, Grissom!" it was Warrick's turn to slam Grissom up against the wall. Deeply breathing. Warrick tried hard not to cause too much physical damage to his boss. "What the hell did you do to Catherine? One hospitalized woman isn't enough for you?" Nick looked on at Warrick, he didn't know how bad off Catherine was. He put a hand on Warrick's shoulder, slightly pulling him back.
"Hey, War, how is Catherine?" Warrick focused on the man standing behind him rather than in front of him that was up hugging the wall.
"She has some bruises, but that's nothing compared to her broken hand!" With the last words, Warrick once again turned on his boss. "You broke her hand Grissom! What the hell is wrong with you? Sara being hurt isn't good enough for you? Do you have to drag Catherine in this too? You'd rather have two hospitalized women?" Grissom looked at Warrick with new eyes. His phase had passed.
"Catherine's hurt?" He seemed to be lost, his eyes focusing on the wall opposing him, he began to remember. The adrenaline wearing off. "I, I hurt Catherine." As Warrick's hand loosened his hold on Grissom's shoulders, the older man slipped down to the floor with a resounding thud. "Oh my God, what have I done?" He put his head into his hands as if trying to crush the memories. Or was it to keep the memories from coming? Warrick looked on with disbelief, looking at his boss with disgust, he walked away to find Catherine. Nick stood there for a little while longer. Trying to decipher Grissom's tactics. What was up with him? What was wrong? Grissom just sat there, on the cold floor, muttering softly to himself. Giving no knowledge of seeing Nick. Finally, the young CSI turned and walked away.
Catherine was backed up against the wall. Her hand throbbing with Grissom's excessive pressure.
"Let go of me." She seethed. Grissom did not obide.
"Get out! I don't want you around Sara. You hear me?" He was standing too close to Catherine, invading her personal space.
"I said, let go!" Her voice was soft, almost inaudible. A doctor suddenly noticed them and gave Grissom a warning glare. He immediately strode out of the room, dragging Catherine along with him by her hand. Both heard the door slam shut behind them.
"Let go of me!" Grissom did nothing, he was shooting deathly looks into Catherine's soul.
"Don't you dare hurt Sara again. You hear me? I'll have your job, so fast. . . Don't ever go near her again." Catherine's eyes widened with surprise and pain at the same time. There were already tears there, swimming in the orbs, and no doubt bruises were forming on her arm. She was not going to betray Sara though, and yell, "It's your damn fault, not mine!" into Grissom's face. No, she wouldn't do that. She'll just hurt him in another way.
"Let go, you coward." The choice of words surprised Grissom and his steel grip on Catherine's hand lessened a bit. That's when the woman jerked it free and started up against Grissom.
"How dare you do that to me? Who the hell do you think you are?" Her hand made it's way through the air, ready to leave another mark upon Grissom's face, but it was stopped. Grissom brought his own hand up with lightening speed, and blocked off Catherine's blow. A sickening crunch was heard, but the sound did not seem to register with Grissom. He grabbed both of Catherine's arms and pushed her up against the hospital wall. Leaning closely in, he whispered. "You will not go near Sara anymore. You got that? She will fully heal before she ever sees your face again. You hear that?" Catherine was frightened. Grissom had her pinned against the wall. She had nowhere to go. It brought back painful memories of Eddie's abuse and she wasn't sure what Grissom was going to do next. This wasn't even Grissom. This was someone else. An evil spirit invaded Grissom's body, making him do obscene things. Her hand was already throbbing, and she thought that Grissom was going to do other damage.
"I will not leave Sara's side. You got that?" She was not going to show Grissom that she was a breaking wreck inside. Never. She will keep up her front until help arrived.
"She is my friend, and I won't leave her alone with you for a second until I hear personally from her that it is ok. And you better let me go. What are you going to do? Beat me up?" She scoffed. Though inside she gave a whimper. Grissom showed no signs of backing of. Instead he took Catherine off the wall and once more slammed her back up against it.
"You will not go near her!" One if his hands went back to strike her face when a shout was heard.
"Grissom! Get away from her." Nick was sprinting down the hallway towards Grissom. He couldn't believe his eyes. He grabbed Grissom's shoulders and bodily threw him up against the opposite wall. Catherine, seeing her chance, ran down the hallway. Trying to escape from the hospital and Grissom's rage. Tears were already welling up in her eyes, and some were starting to spill over. She knew that Grissom did not really mean to hurt her. He was just that worried about Sara. But...but..he cause her tremendous amounts of pain and fear. She ran out the automatic doors without even looking back or thanking the man that had saved her. No worries, though, there would be time later.
As she made her way through the parking lot, looking for the familiar Tahoe, she bumped into someone. Reeling back, she cradled her hurt arm, whimpering from the pain. Looking down, she mumbled a soft sorry and was about to make her way around the person. Instead she stopped.
"Catherine? Is that you? Cath? What happened?" She slowly looked up into Warrick's eyes, and nodded. She couldn't say anything, but tears streamed down her eyes. It was her turn to cry. She stood there, in front of her friend. Crying. Warrick hurriedly covered her with a hug, chasing some of the pain and fear and hurt away. Catherine willingly hugged him, all the while crying. Crying, bitter tears. For Sara, for Lindsey, for Eddie, for herself. Crying. Warrick tried to soothe her. Softly rocking back and forth.
"Shh, Catherine. Oh, Catherine. What happened? Tell me. Shhh, shh, now. Don't cry." Finally, after a couple of minutes, Catherine's tears subsided. Pulling back, she looked into Warrick's face. "Thanks." She whispered. But, inside, she was still torn up. Warrick, caringly wiped the rest of the tears that still clung onto Catherine's eyes away.
"Now, tell me what happened." Catherine stifled her sniffles, and began to slowly speak.
" It was Grissom," Warrick posture stiffed but he didn't say a word. "He, got mad at me. Lost his cool. He thought I hurt Sara. She got sick again." The tears were threatening to come again and Warrick wanted justice. He grabbed onto Catherine's hand, ready to go and apprehend Grissom. But he froze when he heard Catherine yelp. She whipped back her hand, and tried to keep the tears from coming.
"Catherine, what happened to your arm? Was it. . Grissom?" She carefully nodded. Warrick sighed, he'll get revenge, as soon as he took care of Catherine. He turned her around, and putting his hand on her back, guided her back into the hospital. There, he had a nurse take care of her hurt hand. Leaving her in the nurses's care, and promising to come back in five minutes, he went to seek out Grissom. That was not a very hard task. He just followed all of the shouting and he came just in time. Nick and Grissom were yelling at each other in the hallway, since Catherine left. Nick yelling at him for being such a damn fool and Grissom yelling at Nick to stay out of his business. Warrick interfered right before blows were exchanged.
"Hey, Grissom!" it was Warrick's turn to slam Grissom up against the wall. Deeply breathing. Warrick tried hard not to cause too much physical damage to his boss. "What the hell did you do to Catherine? One hospitalized woman isn't enough for you?" Nick looked on at Warrick, he didn't know how bad off Catherine was. He put a hand on Warrick's shoulder, slightly pulling him back.
"Hey, War, how is Catherine?" Warrick focused on the man standing behind him rather than in front of him that was up hugging the wall.
"She has some bruises, but that's nothing compared to her broken hand!" With the last words, Warrick once again turned on his boss. "You broke her hand Grissom! What the hell is wrong with you? Sara being hurt isn't good enough for you? Do you have to drag Catherine in this too? You'd rather have two hospitalized women?" Grissom looked at Warrick with new eyes. His phase had passed.
"Catherine's hurt?" He seemed to be lost, his eyes focusing on the wall opposing him, he began to remember. The adrenaline wearing off. "I, I hurt Catherine." As Warrick's hand loosened his hold on Grissom's shoulders, the older man slipped down to the floor with a resounding thud. "Oh my God, what have I done?" He put his head into his hands as if trying to crush the memories. Or was it to keep the memories from coming? Warrick looked on with disbelief, looking at his boss with disgust, he walked away to find Catherine. Nick stood there for a little while longer. Trying to decipher Grissom's tactics. What was up with him? What was wrong? Grissom just sat there, on the cold floor, muttering softly to himself. Giving no knowledge of seeing Nick. Finally, the young CSI turned and walked away.