A/N: Again thanks for all the reviews, and sorry for all the evil chapter endings (lolz) and I really can't post two chaps at the same time coz ... I'm really enjoying the suspense (hehehe!!) anyways, I'm just glad you're liking it and I do hope to read more reviews!

Chapter 8: Evidence

Catherine is now on her way to Grissom's. It's been a while since she has talked to him, this past few days memories of their past has been visiting her thoughts more often that she has ever anticipated. The day she has accepted Eddie back into her life she has swear to never think of the past ever again. She has managed to block from her mind everything that has happened in the year 1982 to 1983 and for years it has been working.

It's amazing isn't it? To block your own memories of certain things .... But the mind is not that great though, coz all it can do about memories such as this is to block it from coming back ... to block it but not erase it.

Catherine is now standing a few feet away the door of Grissom's house, she is still doubtful of whether or not she should knock.

"Catherine, you guys are friends, it's not his fault that you can't stop thinking about it!" Catherine talked to herself, she sighed then realized, "Oh no wait a sec, I'm blaming too much of this to myself, if he has sold the house like what we have both agreed years ago then maybe I wouldn't be reminded of the past!"

After sighing heavily for the second time, Catherine knocked on Grissom's door.

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October 1983

"Aren't you supposed to be the one doing this? After all this is your kitchen." Grissom said still holding the spatula in one hand while the other hand is holding onto the handle of the frying pan.

Catherine giggled to the sight in front of her, Gil with an apron a spatula and a frying pan.

"Technically, this isn't my kitchen yet, we have to wait till December" said Catherine.

Grissom has already moved in to the house, they have both decided to wait till after the wedding before Catherine lives there too, though most of her belongings are already there.

Gil walked towards Catherine, "Till December huh. You see that closet?" Grissom used the spatula he is holding to point at the closet from the bedroom that is vividly seen from the kitchen,

"What about it?" Catherine asked

"Well that closet is filled with your clothes and you do not even live here yet, where am I supposed to put my clothes once you settle in?"

"That is why I keep the boxes of the appliances honey, so that you'll have storage for your clothes" Catherine jested which caused Gil to roll his eyes.

Gil sighed as Catherine laughed at him; he walked a few more steps closer to her and touched her face. "I really can't wait to marry you." Gil said with all sincerity. Catherine smiled, her eyes starting to form tears as she looked at his eyes ... his eyes that show so much love and passion, the same emotion that is reflected in her own eyes. "Me too" she murmured as he enveloped her with a kiss.

Grissom has already returned to his cooking and Catherine continued watching him.

"Gil"

"Hmm??"

"About the wedding..."

"What about it?"

"Well we have a problem"

Grissom turned to face her, "Olive told me everything's okay"

"Yea well, Olive doesn't know this yet, I want you to be the first one to know."

Grissom became puzzled on what Catherine is trying to say.

"Well, my wedding gown might not fit me by December"

"You didn't gain any weight Cathie"

"Yea but I'm pretty sure I will."

Grissom became more confused. Catherine continued, "I went to the doctor earlier today", Grissom turned of the stove and walked over to Catherine with a worried look on his face.

"Why? What's the matter? Are you sick? Are you feeling alright?"

"Whoa! Slow down on the questions honey!"

"Catherine."

Catherine looked at him in eye, she took a deep breath before speaking, "Gil, we're having a baby."

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"Hey Gil, can I use your computer? I'm just going to check something"

"Sure."

Catherine walked towards the laptop settled on top of the bar. It looks like Grissom has just used it because it wasn't even shut down yet. Catherine saw a file minimized on the toolbar of the computer screen, she was about to go over the AOL icon to use the internet and ignore the file when the filename of the document caught her eye. To her curiosity she clicked the document to maximize it and saw what was inside.

Catherine stood up with anger and disappointment filling her nerves. She grabbed her purse and was about to leave when Gil came back from his bedroom, "Hey Cath are you finish with ---"

Grissom stopped mid sentence when he saw Catherine's eyes flaming with anger.

"Cath are you okay?"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Wh – "

"Don't even try to deny it Grissom, I read your resignation letter from your computer."

"Catherine I have changed my mind I'm no longer resigning"

"You love your job so much I doubt that you decided on this just like a flash. Why didn't you even mention it to me?"

"Cath – "

"That time, when we were doing the recommendation, when I asked you if you were planning to go somewhere ..... You were already thinking about this, huh?"

"Cath it doesn't matter – "

"It does! It does matter! This is just like about your hearing all over again. All you do is drop me with little statements and I'm supposed to figure it all out from that."

"Hey, I told you about my hearing!"

"Yea! The day of your surgery!"

"....."

"If you didn't change your mind, when were you planning to tell me?"

"..."

Catherine smirked with disgust.

She raised her hand, with her thumb by her ears and her small finger near her mouth pretending it's a telephone, "Hello Catherine? Hi it's me Gil, well I'm at the airport right now, I have already resigned and I'm about to leave in an hour, I'll see you when I see you. Bye!"

"I have never planned to tell you that way"

"Of course you're not! You weren't planning to tell me!!"

With that Catherine walked out the house and sped off to her home.

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October 1983

Gil is busily painting the wall of the room which as planned is the nursery room. Catherine entered the house with a pizza box on one hand and a bottle of soda on the other.

"Gil honey, come on its chow time!" Catherine called.

Gil went out of the room sweating and wearing over-alls filled with paint. Catherine grabbed a towel and started to wipe off the sweat and paint on Gil's face.

"You know, that part of the house is pretty small not to mention secluded, why don't we just use the other room for the baby?" Catherine asked as they both settled in the dining

"Well, our baby will be using the bigger room in a few years, but right now I want her – "

"Or him!"

"Right now I want her OR HIM to stay on the space closest to our room, so that it will be easier for us to reach the baby when it cries"

"So once the baby grows, that room will be vacant. Can I use it as my closet then?"

"Oh, I have the feeling that that room won't stay vacant as often as you think."

"Gil, I'm telling you I am not giving birth to ten children!!"

"What about eight?"

"No!"

"Seven?"

"No!"

"Six."

"Four." Catherine bargained.

"Alright four!"

"Have you thought of a name for our baby girl?"

"Why is it you want to have a baby girl? Most men want to have a son."

"I'm not most men."

Catherine gave him a playful glare.

"Well I want a son too, but as much as possible I would want to have my first child be a girl."

"Have you thought of a name?"

"What about Catherine. I've always loved that name."

"Shut up."

"It's true!"

"You don't have to awe me coz I'm marrying you no matter what happens!"

"I know"

"So what about the name Sara?"

Gil grimaced with his tongue sticking out, "I never liked that name!"

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"So, why is it that the killer left the murder weapon in the room? He made everything so clean then he leaves the weapon inside the house?!" Ecklie asked as he learned about the new developments on the case.

"The house is a mess; if I didn't see that crack I wouldn't have guessed there's another room there!" Warrick answered.

Nick nodded, "Well, first is, it won't be with him, second it won't be anywhere near his destination and besides even if he did left the weapon, he didn't leave a single print."

Nick, Warrick and Ecklie are all exasperated. Nick and Warrick are doing their best to solve this case for Grissom. Grissom has been like a father to them, they know that he has nothing to do with it and though the fact that there is no evidence that could point the crime to Grissom - besides the known truth that that house belongs to him, there is also no evidence to rule him out.

Ecklie on the other hand is exasperated for his career is on the line. As much as Grissom and he hate each other's guts, it will be a shame if he is to supervise the team of the second best crime lab in the country and still not be able to solve the case.

"Are we even sure that that's a nursery room?" Nick asked as he glanced at Warrick, Warrick glanced back at him, "If a room painted with white, pink and blue with a dresser designed with balloons and a cradle at the center does not look like a nursery to you, I don't know what does!"

"Cath and Gris have a pass, Gris has an abandoned house and there's a nursery room meaning Cath and Gris were ...." Nick trailed off as he looked at Ecklie, Warrick too looked at the older man too, and both younger CSI's are waiting for an answer, Ecklie sighed and was about to spill until Sara arrived with a grin on her face.

"Guys! I left my flashlight inside the nursery room so I came back for it and I found something"

"What did you find?" All three men asked, temporarily dismissing the talk they were having earlier.

"A strand of hair, I ran it and I got a name."

"Yes!!" Nick and Warrick both stood up and jumped with joy.

"So, what's the name of our guy?" Ecklie asked as he rose from his seat.

"Adam Copperfield"

Ecklie shook his head and sighed, "That's impossible. "

"Why?" confusion written all over the three younger CSI's faces

"Coz that guy has been dead for twenty years."

TBC