Catherine Willows walked down the hallway lost in her thoughts. It was odd for a man in somewhat fit condition to suddenly have a heart-attack just like that. Fortunately, there was a driver's license on him and she was going to go investigate his house in a little bit, at least until trace came back with results. Well, that's what Catherine told herself, she just didn't really feel like going anywhere else.
Catherine saw Grissom's office up ahead and there was someone standing in it, a woman to be exact, and she didn't recognize whoever she was. She walked to the office and walked in. "Excuse me, can I help you?" Catherine asked.
The woman had dark red hair that was only shoulder length; it was also tied tightly into a bun. She was in her late 20's Catherine guessed. This woman also was wearing thick black framed glasses. Pity, Catherine thought to herself, this lady could be really beautiful if she really tried.
"Yes, I am looking for Gil Grissom." The woman replied. "I'm sorry, but he is out of town, at a conference in California" Catherine replied, taking a seat behind Grissom's desk. "No he's not." The woman said rather shortly. "Excuse me?" Catherine replied. "No he isn't, I said. You know, for a crime scene investigator, you think that you would be better investigators."
Catherine was flabbergasted. Who the hell was this woman to come in and just start insulting her status as a CSI? She was in no mood for anyone to speak to her like that. "Excuse me, lady, but who the hell are you to come in here and putting down my status as a-" Catherine began. "I was simply pointing out that because there are no conferences in the state of California this weekend, or for the next two weekends." The lady interrupted. "Listen, if you talk to him, tell him that Maura wants to talk to him."
Maura turned and walked out of the office into the hallway with a poise that annoyed Catherine even more. Catherine was now pissed. She had trouble sleeping last night, and she was in a bad mood. Then Maura comes along and seriously pisses her off.
Now Catherine started digging through Grissom's stuff. She wanted to find his phone number and talk to him about people like Maura coming by and giving her lip like Maura just did. Grissom was one of those people you could blow up at and he wouldn't mind at all. That was one of the good things about their friendship. Grissom never got upset over her saying this or that.
Catherine took a deep breath, and realized that she shouldn't be taking her anger out on Grissom. She was the temporary supervisor, and she had a job to do. She got up, grabbed the keys and decided to leave to the dead guy's house, to see if there was anything that was a miss. Greg would page her when the results back. She had her logical, rational head back.
Catherine left the office and headed out to the car. Catherine tried to focus on something else, but Maura and her words had hit her hard. Where there really no conferences in the state of California? Maura interested Catherine as much as she infurated her. She wondered whoMaura was to be so interested in Grissom. Catherine was deeply interested in Grissom, mainly because he was so enigmatic, so mysterious, and never allowed anyone to get close to him. Catherine knew that he was closer to her than he was to anyone else that he knew of, and Catherine did enjoy there friendship a great deal.
Catherine drove the car for awhile, listening to the radio, trying to think of something else, but having her thoughts keep on coming back to Maura.
