A/N: I figured since you have waited so long, I'd give you two. Thanks to all of you who reviewed, I really do appreciate it. This chapter takes place about a month after the last one, after "Random Acts of Violence". As always, seeing as Warrick and Catherine aren't together (as far as the viewers know-WINK WINK) I'd say I don't own any of the characters.

'rick,

I was thinking of taking Lindsey to the park, or maybe swimming, something fun, since it's been so nice lately. Wanna come? Whatever time on Saturday. Love you, but you knew that.

Cath

Cath,

Love to! How about I treat you both to lunch and ice cream, and then we go out to Lake Mead? Or where you thinking some place less touristy? How's noon work for you? I can't wait. Love you too.

'rick

Catherine walked into the locker room at the end of shift Friday (well, Saturday really) with a smile on her face. Her smile got bigger when she saw Warrick with Nick.

"What are you so happy about?" the later asked. The former just smirked.

"I'm taking Lindsey out to Lake Mead today. Guess I just don't get to spend enough time with her. What are you doing this weekend Nicky?"

"TV? Maybe go to a movie. Nothing as exciting as you. What about you, 'rick?"

Warrick thought about it before settling on, "I'm taking my girl, Charline Towwlies out for lunch, maybe some ice cream." Catherine did her best to keep herself from doubling over laughing.

"Towwlies? Interesting last name." He managed to glare at her without Nick noticing. She just winked.

12:00 found Warrick at Catherine's doorstep this time. It'd been almost a week since they'd gone dancing last Monday, and he couldn't wait to spend time with her.

"So, should I be jealous of Charline?" she greeted, opening the door to let him in.

"Nah, she's just some girl I picked up on the street. Thought she had an interesting name."

"Don't you mean anagram?"

"Go get your daughter Ms. Willows. She's the real reason I'm here."

"Ouch." He kissed her forehead, just for the heck of it.

"Is she ready?"

"She's been ready for the past hour."

"Are you two coming?" They heard an exasperated voice from the driveway.

"Ya think?" he teased.

Reaching across the table, Catherine stole the cherry off her daughter's mint chocolate chip sundae.

"Hey!"

"What?" she asked innocently.

"Mom!"

"It wasn't like you were going to eat it."

"God Catherine. Stealing from your own daughter. You should be ashamed of yourself," Warrick teased.

"She wasn't gonna eat it!"

Catching Lindsey's eye, Warrick reached over and stole some of Catherine's banana split.

"Hey!"

"What?" he asked innocently.

"Warrick!"

"You weren't going to eat it anyway," he teased. She mock glared at him. He winked at Lindsey who broke into a grin.

"Don't you dare laugh at him young lady," Catherine, who wore a grin herself, scolded her daughter.

Lindsey Willows leaned forward in the seat. "Mom, are we there yet?" Warrick tried not to laugh, he really did, but he couldn't help it. She was so much like a younger version of her mother that it was just too darn cute.

"Lindsey Willows, you are not three anymore. Does it look like we're there?" Catherine was apparently immune to her daughter's antics. The smile on her face, however, gave her away- she wasn't immune to Warrick. "What are you laughing at?" she grinned. She didn't get an answer to her question because Warrick pulled into the parking lot a moment later. She did, on the other hand get an answer to her other question.

"Ya know mom, it does look like we're here," Lindsey pointed out.

"You hush," she mock scolded.

A half an hour later and Lindsey was in the water, Catherine was tanning in a cute lavender bikini and Warrick was enjoying the view.

"Penny for your thoughts," Catherine broke the silence.

"You're beautiful."

"I love you but, really, what's on your mind?"

"What, I have to have something besides you on my mind?"

"Warrick," she said, the warning evident in her tone, "I know you better than that." He sighed as he realized she knew him better than he'd realized.

"I was a messed up kid, Cath. If it weren't for Matt and the rec center, I'd be a totally different person. Then I repay him by screwing up his daughter's case. I lead him to the wrong guy. It's my fault he's in jail. Then Tyrell got to be out on the streets longer than he should have. The only reason Aimee's killer is in Juvie is because of Grissom. I completely blew Aimee's case. I owed her more than that." She sat up, holding out her arms for him. He found himself being held by Catherine. It felt weird because he was supposed to be the strong one. He wasn't supposed to be weak.

"You know what Warrick?" She asked.

"What?"

"I don't want you to be perfect. I don't what you to change. I want you just the way you are. So what if you make mistakes once in a while? We all do." He sat up, kissing her with a new found passion.

"What in the world did I ever do to deserve you?" he asked rhetorically.

"I know the feeling," she said, and though Warrick was a trained investigator he couldn't find any trace of sarcasism in her tone.