Disclaimer: I sadly do not own any of the csi characters.
Summary: A quick story on how Catherine and grissom met.
38-year-old Gilbert Grissom woke up as his pager went off. A 4 19 at the French palace .He hated strip clubs but it was his duty to investigate so he did.
This place was full of men mouths open staring at the 3 gorgeous women dancing on stage to music so loud no one could think.
"WHERES THE B…YOU KNOW WHAT"Grissom shouted.
"OUT BACK" Detective Jim Brass shouted "FOLLOW ME"
Grissom followed brass into a small corridor into a room where a woman was laid on the floor with a knife in her chest and stood by the door was another woman who looked just a bit younger than grissom. Grissom put down his forensic kit and walked over to her displaying his badge.
" Hi." he said as he made her jump "sorry"
"That's ok" she replied
" Did you find her?"
" Yeah … sadly…kid was going back to collage…"
"Did you in any way move her or touch her"
"No…why?"
" My job is to find out who did this to…" searching his notes " holly and who ever killed her and who ever did there will be proof they did it and…. It's a complicated job"
"Ok" she said, "what was your name again?"
"Gil Grissom" he said putting out his hand "and you are?"
"Catherine Delaney" she replied
Grissom shuffled around in his pocket and pulled out a card.
" If you ever want to get out of here call me""A csi?" she said reading
"Crime scene investigator, basically we solve crime puzzles"Catherine walked off and grissom went back to his kit and started working. Maybe, he thought, these clubs aren't as bad as the look.
A/N: Hope you liked it! Please R&R!!!