Chapter Five:
"Umm ...." Catherine stuttered, looking everywhere but at Gil.
"Your tarantula, right ummm ...... well ...... ahh you see its a funny story ummm ....." Catherine began grasping for some kind of explanation that wouldn't get them both killed.
"Yessss ?" Grissom urged, growing more annoyed by the minute.
"Well ...... ahhh ....." Catherine continued to stutter, however deciding there was really no other way to get around it she decided to come clean and face the consequences.
"Gil I'm sorry but ..." She began, before being hurriedly cut off by a now very worried looking Sara.
"Ahhh I think what Catherine's trying to say is that ummm...." Sara began, once again stabbing the older woman with her stiletto to shut her up. There was just no way she was going down for this damn it!
"Yes ?" Grissom asked, knowing that he probably didn't want to know whatever it was that the two woman were up to.
"Ummm well Lily is .." Sara began to answer.
"Hang on who's Lily ?" Grissom interrupted, more confused than ever.
"Lily was, umm I mean IS, definitely IS, your spider Gil." Catherine answered, gaining a withering look from the younger woman at her near slip.
"You named my Mexican Red-Legged Tarantula 'Lily' ?!" Grissom queried in utter disbelief, trying to rub away the massive headache that was beginning to pound inside his head.
Honestly, he would never, as long as he lived, ever understand women he decided.
"Right so where is ahhh 'Lily' ?" He asked, really knowing that he shouldn't.
"Ahhh she's ummm ..... at ahhh ..... she's at Fat Camp." Sara simply said the first thing that came into her head, cringing a little at the ridiculousness of her answer.
"Fat Camp ?!" Grissom questioned somewhat astounded, that was certainly not the answer he had expected.
"Umm yeah .... " Sara rather lamely affirmed, trying to ignore the incredulous look Catherine was giving her.
"Ahh the walking thing just wasn't working." She continued, suddenly deciding the lie wasn't all that far fetched.
"I mean that was just one FAT spider." She shook her head sadly. "Anyway I know this guy who runs a camp for obese spiders and bugs, so we decided that it was in Lily's best interest to go." She finished, smiling kindly at Grissom.
"Well I guess that makes sense." Grissom muttered to himself.
"Fat camp huh ?! Bout time they came up with something like that." He added, absentmindedly stroking his beard.
"Actually Sara I have a slightly overweight oriental cockroach, do you think this guy could take it in too."
"NO !" Sara exclaimed a little too loudly.
"Umm I meant no." She stated, a lot less suspiciously.
"Ahh because its really full up at the moment, and I ahhh basically had to promise Catherine's next born child to even get Lily in." She added, with a slight laugh.
"You know Gil, you could just stop feeding the stupid things!" Catherine told the older man, somewhat tersely as she gave the woman beside her an extremely dark look. No one better be promising any of her future children to nobody God damn it!
"So ahhh Griss how about busting us out of here huh ?!" Sara reminded the older man as she hurriedly moved away from the angry looking woman by her side.
"Ohh right certainly." Grissom replied kindly, his previous bad mood entirely forgotten.
"So where are Nick and Warrick ?" He asked as he put the key into the lock, not noticing the panicked look the two woman now wore.
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"Catherine forgot we had so much work to do." Catherine sarcastically began to imitate Sara as she chased the frightened looking younger woman around her office.
"Catherine has alzheima's because Catherine's an old foggie." She continued.
"Catherine sent Warrick and Nick on holiday because her dementia kicked in." She ranted as she pined the younger woman up against her office wall.
"Look Catherine I had to tell him something, what was I going to say 'Gee Gil sorry but I got rid of the boys so they wouldn't notice we squished your stupid spider' ?!" Sara tried to plead her case.
"Sara Sidle you have a very big mouth." Catherine stated, leaning menacingly towards the pinned woman.
"Catherine I am SO very sorry!" Sara squealed, she was just to young to die.
"Please you can't hurt me, I've already been bashed like fifty times today already." She cried.
Suddenly feeling sorry for the younger woman Catherine let go. "Fine but no more stupid stories Sara." She warned, as she seated herself grumpily in her chair.
"I promise Catherine absolutely no more stories." Sara swore, picking herself up and moving over to the other woman.
"What the hell are we going to do now ?" Catherine sighed, giving the other woman a hopeless look.
"Your fat camp story is only going to hold up for so long." She stated.
"Plus not only do we now need to find another spider, we also have to get a thin one." She exclaimed tiredly.
"Hey we could just get a fat one and say the camp didn't work." Sara sniggered.
"Look I know this guy back in San Francisco who might be able to get us one, alright." Sara stated, seeing the troubled, and very unamused look that was written across the older woman's face.
"And your only just mentioning this now ?!" Catherine screamed, all to ready to kill the other woman once again.
"I'm only mentioning this now because its a last resort." Sara sighed.
"This guy's bad news, and damned expensive too." She explained. "But he can get you anything."
"Well great, place an order then." Catherine replied, cheering up considerably at the idea that they might actually get away with this.
"The thing is you can't just 'place an order'." Sara stated, wringing her hands in frustration.
"This guy's all about clandestine meetings in little dark corners. We'd have to both go to Frisco."
"Or you could just go." Catherine suggested.
"Hell No!" Sara exclaimed horrified.
"I am not getting mutilated by some nutjob with mob connections just for a damn spider." She brusquely told the other woman.
"We both go, or it doesn't happen." She clearly stated.
"And anyway it doesn't matter, because Griss is so not going to give us both time off." She stated dejectedly
"Well its worth a shot isn't it ?!" Catherine decided, as she grabbed the brunette's hand and hurriedly pulled her towards Grissoms office.
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"Ahh Sara just the person I was after." Grissom smiled as the two women entered his office.
"Sure Griss what can I do you for ?" Sara asked, hoping to exhort a favour out of the man.
"This ahhh 'Fat camp', I was wanting to visit it, see what sort of programmes they run that sort of thing. Do you have the address on you ?" He asked.
"Umm NO. Nope you can't do that. Because umm they don't like family to visit. It can jeopardise the programmes." Sara quickly lied. Damn she thought they had gotten away with a few days grace. Drat Grissom and his inquisitive mind.
"Ohh well I guess that makes sense." Grissom muttered disappointedly, he had hoped to take a good look at this fascinating place.
"So what can I do for you ladies." He asked, taking of his glasses and giving them a quick clean as the two woman seated themselves in front of him.
"Well Catherine and I need some vacation time. Straight away." Sara asked hopefully.
"Ahhh." Grissom nodded his head.
"I'd like too give it to you." He kindly told them "But with Nick and Warrick away till the end of the week its just not possible." He noted.
"But we have to have a vacation NOW." Sara whined, why couldn't one thing just go her way she wondered.
"Look Gil, maybe you could call Nick and Warrick back, this is quite important." Catherine suggested as she tried to calm down the tantrum throwing woman next to her.
"The best I can do for you is a day each." He offered.
"A day ?!" Sara exclaimed annoyed.
"How the hell are we going to get to San Francisco and back in a day, while having a vacation ?!" She demanded.
"San Francisco ?" Gil queried.
"Why on earth do you need to go there ?" He asked the two women.
"That's personal !" Sara sulked, not really wanting to be the slightest bit helpful.
"Look Sara if you need time off for family reasons I'm sure I can work it out somehow. But I'm just not going to be able to give you both time off. I'm sorry." He sighed.
"But Catherine has to come." Sara whined, crossing her arms in a huff.
"Why Sara ?" Grissom asked, truly wanting to understand the young woman's position.
"Why does Catherine have to go ?"
"Because ummm ....." Sara mumbled, furiously raking her brain for a believable excuse.
Quickly grabbing the other woman's hand, and hoping that she would forgive her for making up yet another story, she smiled sweetly across at her boss and answered him.
"Catherine has to come with me to San Francisco because we're getting married."
TBC........
"Umm ...." Catherine stuttered, looking everywhere but at Gil.
"Your tarantula, right ummm ...... well ...... ahh you see its a funny story ummm ....." Catherine began grasping for some kind of explanation that wouldn't get them both killed.
"Yessss ?" Grissom urged, growing more annoyed by the minute.
"Well ...... ahhh ....." Catherine continued to stutter, however deciding there was really no other way to get around it she decided to come clean and face the consequences.
"Gil I'm sorry but ..." She began, before being hurriedly cut off by a now very worried looking Sara.
"Ahhh I think what Catherine's trying to say is that ummm...." Sara began, once again stabbing the older woman with her stiletto to shut her up. There was just no way she was going down for this damn it!
"Yes ?" Grissom asked, knowing that he probably didn't want to know whatever it was that the two woman were up to.
"Ummm well Lily is .." Sara began to answer.
"Hang on who's Lily ?" Grissom interrupted, more confused than ever.
"Lily was, umm I mean IS, definitely IS, your spider Gil." Catherine answered, gaining a withering look from the younger woman at her near slip.
"You named my Mexican Red-Legged Tarantula 'Lily' ?!" Grissom queried in utter disbelief, trying to rub away the massive headache that was beginning to pound inside his head.
Honestly, he would never, as long as he lived, ever understand women he decided.
"Right so where is ahhh 'Lily' ?" He asked, really knowing that he shouldn't.
"Ahhh she's ummm ..... at ahhh ..... she's at Fat Camp." Sara simply said the first thing that came into her head, cringing a little at the ridiculousness of her answer.
"Fat Camp ?!" Grissom questioned somewhat astounded, that was certainly not the answer he had expected.
"Umm yeah .... " Sara rather lamely affirmed, trying to ignore the incredulous look Catherine was giving her.
"Ahh the walking thing just wasn't working." She continued, suddenly deciding the lie wasn't all that far fetched.
"I mean that was just one FAT spider." She shook her head sadly. "Anyway I know this guy who runs a camp for obese spiders and bugs, so we decided that it was in Lily's best interest to go." She finished, smiling kindly at Grissom.
"Well I guess that makes sense." Grissom muttered to himself.
"Fat camp huh ?! Bout time they came up with something like that." He added, absentmindedly stroking his beard.
"Actually Sara I have a slightly overweight oriental cockroach, do you think this guy could take it in too."
"NO !" Sara exclaimed a little too loudly.
"Umm I meant no." She stated, a lot less suspiciously.
"Ahh because its really full up at the moment, and I ahhh basically had to promise Catherine's next born child to even get Lily in." She added, with a slight laugh.
"You know Gil, you could just stop feeding the stupid things!" Catherine told the older man, somewhat tersely as she gave the woman beside her an extremely dark look. No one better be promising any of her future children to nobody God damn it!
"So ahhh Griss how about busting us out of here huh ?!" Sara reminded the older man as she hurriedly moved away from the angry looking woman by her side.
"Ohh right certainly." Grissom replied kindly, his previous bad mood entirely forgotten.
"So where are Nick and Warrick ?" He asked as he put the key into the lock, not noticing the panicked look the two woman now wore.
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"Catherine forgot we had so much work to do." Catherine sarcastically began to imitate Sara as she chased the frightened looking younger woman around her office.
"Catherine has alzheima's because Catherine's an old foggie." She continued.
"Catherine sent Warrick and Nick on holiday because her dementia kicked in." She ranted as she pined the younger woman up against her office wall.
"Look Catherine I had to tell him something, what was I going to say 'Gee Gil sorry but I got rid of the boys so they wouldn't notice we squished your stupid spider' ?!" Sara tried to plead her case.
"Sara Sidle you have a very big mouth." Catherine stated, leaning menacingly towards the pinned woman.
"Catherine I am SO very sorry!" Sara squealed, she was just to young to die.
"Please you can't hurt me, I've already been bashed like fifty times today already." She cried.
Suddenly feeling sorry for the younger woman Catherine let go. "Fine but no more stupid stories Sara." She warned, as she seated herself grumpily in her chair.
"I promise Catherine absolutely no more stories." Sara swore, picking herself up and moving over to the other woman.
"What the hell are we going to do now ?" Catherine sighed, giving the other woman a hopeless look.
"Your fat camp story is only going to hold up for so long." She stated.
"Plus not only do we now need to find another spider, we also have to get a thin one." She exclaimed tiredly.
"Hey we could just get a fat one and say the camp didn't work." Sara sniggered.
"Look I know this guy back in San Francisco who might be able to get us one, alright." Sara stated, seeing the troubled, and very unamused look that was written across the older woman's face.
"And your only just mentioning this now ?!" Catherine screamed, all to ready to kill the other woman once again.
"I'm only mentioning this now because its a last resort." Sara sighed.
"This guy's bad news, and damned expensive too." She explained. "But he can get you anything."
"Well great, place an order then." Catherine replied, cheering up considerably at the idea that they might actually get away with this.
"The thing is you can't just 'place an order'." Sara stated, wringing her hands in frustration.
"This guy's all about clandestine meetings in little dark corners. We'd have to both go to Frisco."
"Or you could just go." Catherine suggested.
"Hell No!" Sara exclaimed horrified.
"I am not getting mutilated by some nutjob with mob connections just for a damn spider." She brusquely told the other woman.
"We both go, or it doesn't happen." She clearly stated.
"And anyway it doesn't matter, because Griss is so not going to give us both time off." She stated dejectedly
"Well its worth a shot isn't it ?!" Catherine decided, as she grabbed the brunette's hand and hurriedly pulled her towards Grissoms office.
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"Ahh Sara just the person I was after." Grissom smiled as the two women entered his office.
"Sure Griss what can I do you for ?" Sara asked, hoping to exhort a favour out of the man.
"This ahhh 'Fat camp', I was wanting to visit it, see what sort of programmes they run that sort of thing. Do you have the address on you ?" He asked.
"Umm NO. Nope you can't do that. Because umm they don't like family to visit. It can jeopardise the programmes." Sara quickly lied. Damn she thought they had gotten away with a few days grace. Drat Grissom and his inquisitive mind.
"Ohh well I guess that makes sense." Grissom muttered disappointedly, he had hoped to take a good look at this fascinating place.
"So what can I do for you ladies." He asked, taking of his glasses and giving them a quick clean as the two woman seated themselves in front of him.
"Well Catherine and I need some vacation time. Straight away." Sara asked hopefully.
"Ahhh." Grissom nodded his head.
"I'd like too give it to you." He kindly told them "But with Nick and Warrick away till the end of the week its just not possible." He noted.
"But we have to have a vacation NOW." Sara whined, why couldn't one thing just go her way she wondered.
"Look Gil, maybe you could call Nick and Warrick back, this is quite important." Catherine suggested as she tried to calm down the tantrum throwing woman next to her.
"The best I can do for you is a day each." He offered.
"A day ?!" Sara exclaimed annoyed.
"How the hell are we going to get to San Francisco and back in a day, while having a vacation ?!" She demanded.
"San Francisco ?" Gil queried.
"Why on earth do you need to go there ?" He asked the two women.
"That's personal !" Sara sulked, not really wanting to be the slightest bit helpful.
"Look Sara if you need time off for family reasons I'm sure I can work it out somehow. But I'm just not going to be able to give you both time off. I'm sorry." He sighed.
"But Catherine has to come." Sara whined, crossing her arms in a huff.
"Why Sara ?" Grissom asked, truly wanting to understand the young woman's position.
"Why does Catherine have to go ?"
"Because ummm ....." Sara mumbled, furiously raking her brain for a believable excuse.
Quickly grabbing the other woman's hand, and hoping that she would forgive her for making up yet another story, she smiled sweetly across at her boss and answered him.
"Catherine has to come with me to San Francisco because we're getting married."
TBC........