(disclaimer..spoilers.... see prev. chaps)

A/N: please review! and I do hope you enjoy... )

Chapter 6: Engagement

June 1983

"That woman is checking Gil out" Mandy whispered to Catherine as they both waited for Gil to finish the interview with the witnesses.

"I can see that"

"Aren't you jealous?"

"No actually I feel flattered that she is so into MY MAN"

"Really?"

"Yep"

"What if he flirts with her?"

"Okay, now that's a different story. I'm telling you Mands if he bats even an eyelash in that woman's way he is so dead!"

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Catherine is currently doing her paperwork inside 'her office'. Since Grissom has been suspended, she has taken over the nightshift, and by taking over, it means literally. She's been doing everything, all the cases that comes in is hers. She did not bother taking any other member of the night shift team since that case is priority. She has taken Greg with her working on the cases and trying her very best not to show her so called 'kids' that she's having a hard time.

As Catherine continued on signing some papers, she paused for a moment, then she furrowed. She let go of the pen and stared at her finger as memories of the past flashed in her mind.

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July 1983

Its seven o'clock of a Monday morning, Catherine is still asleep, she has been given a two day vacation since she has been pulling doubles and has been very stressed out with the last case she has worked on.

Catherine reluctantly woke up as she heard noise coming from outside her bedroom, just as she was about to get up her bedroom door swung open.

The sight of the person in the doorway carrying a tray washed all Catherine's sleepiness away, "Gil!" a wide grin spread across her face.

"Good morning sunshine."

Gil walked over to her and bent lower to give her a quick kiss then he placed the tray down, "Breakfast in bed!" Gil said ardently.

"Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Catherine questioned then glanced at her wall clock, "Oh no, you are not supposed to be at work you're suppose to be sleeping!" Catherine's tone suddenly became frustrated.

"Well, it was a slow night so I'm not really tired. But I promise you I'll go home and sleep later."

"Gil!" Catherine pouted

"What?"

"Don't go home, sleep here."

Grissom looked at Catherine, he has been trying to formulate a plan and as TRYING is the operative word, which means until now he have not been successful on thoroughly finishing the plan but luckily at that line Catherine has opened a way for him to do it, this is the perfect timing ... right here ... right now.

"Catherine isn't you getting a little tired of this?" Gil said with a grim.

Catherine's back stiffened panic starting to flow in her nerves with the words that came out of Gil's mouth and the way he has said it.

"Wha - What do you mean?" Catherine stuttered

"I mean, this. I come over here then I sleepover then I go home they you come by my place then you sleep there you stay for a few days then you come back here."

"Well then what do you want to do?" Catherine asked reluctantly. There is this fear inside her, this past few days Gil has been acting different, he's hiding something from her, she knows he wants to tell her something but doesn't know how, she didn't want to nudge him to spill instead she just patiently waited and now all she can do is hope for the worst.

"Why don't we just stop it?"

Already she's starting to cry though she's fighting it, it is obvious, for her eyes are both starting to water and her voice is starting to tremble, "Gil- -"

Gil interrupted her, "Why don't we provide each other with only one home?"

"You mean living together?" a grin is starting to show in Catherine's face then she continued, "We are going to be live-in partners now huh."

"No actually we will be ... this only if you will say yes, we'll be a ...." Gil got a small velvet red box; he opened it and continued, "Married couple". With that Gil stood up and bent his knees.

"Will you marry me?"

Catherine looked at him in the eyes, she was speechless, and again tears are forming in her eyes but this time this is tears of joy.

"Are you sure I'm already awake?" Catherine was a bit hesitant with the reality of the situation since she has been dreaming of him asking her hand in marriage for so many times and right after she says yes she wakes up and realize that it was just a dream.

"Cathie – "

"Yes!" Catherine knelt beside Gil, he placed the ring in her finger and wiped her tears away.

"I love you"

"I love you too."

"Damn, I can't believe I got engage wearing a pajama!"

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A small laugh got out of Catherine's mouth. She still has that pajama, she has never wore it, touched it, opened it, looked at it or even acknowledge it's existence though at the back of her mind she knows its there. She never once tried to even throw it away because she knows that no matter how much she denies it a part of her still haven't and would probably never let go of that past. That once was beautiful past.

'Maybe, just maybe, I could stop on trying to forget everything of the past. I have learned a long time ago that someday I would find myself reminiscing about this but it has never occurred to me that it will happen this soon. Maybe I could forget the hurt and remember the good times. Though remembering how good it WAS is just as painful; I should stop crying because it ended instead I should smile cause it happened.' Catherine thought

"Hey Cath!" Greg's voice broke Catherine from her reverie.

"Oh um. Hey Greg"

"Brass called, he said you weren't answering his calls. He's waiting for us at the crime scene"

At the crime scene ...

Catherine just finished checking out the whole scene for probably the fortieth time. This case is to be closed already and Catherine was just making sure there is nothing which they have missed.

"Catherine!!"

Catherine turned her head to see the person who has called her. Catherine looked at the man and tried to remember him.

"Olive!?!"

"Who else?"

After chatting with the man wearing a pink scarf around his neck Catherine got inside her car with Greg.

"So um, who was that?"

"Olive."

"Olive?"

"Oliver, but he wants to be called Olive"

"Old friend?"

"He was my wedding planner."

"I didn't know you and Eddie had a wedding planner."

"No, he's not the wedding planner in my wedding with Eddie, we didn't have a wedding planner it was barely even planned."

"Then whose wedding planner is he?"

"Gil and mine."

TBC

A/N: I really didn't make the proposal to be in some romantic setting, I think with all the flash backs I've placed enough fluff in this fic! lolz