Title: Love Don't Lie

Author: Angie

Email: What happened in their past?

Disclaimers: CSI Crime Scene Investigation does not belong to me, they are the property of CBS, Alliance Atlantis, Jerry Bruckheimer and the wonderful actors who portray them.

Author's Notes: And welcome to chapter five. Sorry for the delay in this chapter... actually forgot to hit the send button on Wednesday and didn't notice until today that it hadn't gone through to the list. Thanks as always go to Marianne for being the most excellent beta that she is. The song used in this chapter is "Insensitive" by Jann Arden. This story is, well it's a bit Alternate Universe. Gil and Cath are still Gil and Cath, but this takes place in the past. A sort of... what if?

Rating: PG-13

Spoilers: Anything in the series is fair game...as of now it's just general ideas

Distribution: The GraveshiftCSI Homepage

Chapter 5

XOXOXO

Catherine glanced sideways; the easy silence they always had between them was filled with tension. She took a deep breath, knowing she had to say something. "Gil."

"Don't…. just don't."

"Just let me…"

"Stop… please. Don't say anything. I can't… don't."

She could see him visibly stiffen at the sound of her voice. Nodding slightly, she turned back to the window. "I'm so sorry, I never wanted to hurt you."

Gil strained to hear her voice, but didn't respond. He continued driving. They were a few blocks from her apartment when her voice met his ears again.

"Will you listen to me? Let me explain?" She didn't get a response and took that as her cue to continue. "Eddie and I have been separated for months now. I haven't even seen or heard from him in about three months. The only marriage between us is on paper. If I could afford a lawyer, I'd be divorced, but waitressing barely pays the rent for the dump I live in now. Everything else is paying for school."

Gil pulled the car to the side of the road in front of her apartment complex. Switching the gear to park, he turned towards the passenger seat. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't know how."

"Cath…"

"Honestly… it's not exactly something you bring up to someone on your first date. Then, everything started going so fast. And… I just couldn't figure out how to tell you. The more time that went by the harder it was to try and say anything."

"So, you just lied to me." The hurt tone in his voice hardening as he spoke.

"I didn't…"

"Don't say you didn't lie! You certainly didn't tell me the truth. And you never gave any indication that you were married."

"What…"

"I really don't want to talk anymore about this." Gil interrupted before she could say anything more. "I'll call you later." He turned back in his seat and looked forward.

Catherine opened her mouth, about to reply, but quickly changed her mind. She opened the door and slipped out of the car, clutching her purse in her hands. She turned back to the car, not able to resist speaking one more time. "I'm sorry." She barely held the tears back, and shut the door before she lost the battle. Turning away, she ran to her apartment, praying she wouldn't run into anyone.

"Shit!" Catherine yelled as she tumbled on the stairs leading to her second floor apartment. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to slow down. Ignoring the throbbing pain in her leg and the blood she could feel running down her left leg, she limped the rest of the way to her apartment. She took out the keys and opened the door, turning before she stepped through the doorway. She saw the brake lights turn off and the car slowly drove away.

XOXOXO

Oh, I really should have known

By the time you drove me home

By the vagueness in your eyes,

Your casual good-byes

By the chill in your embrace

The expression on your face

That told me

Maybe, you might have some advice to give

How to be insensitive,

XOXOXO

Catherine stumbled through the door, shutting and locking it behind her. She did nothing to stop the tears streaming down her face. Kicking off her shoes, she looked at her leg and winced at what she saw. She went to the bathroom and grabbed the miniscule first aid kit. She removed the one gauze dressing in the box and quickly cleaned the wound, trying to decide if she really needed stitches. "Damn!" she muttered at the sting of peroxide working it's way into the wound.

Once she wrapped her knee and took a couple of aspirin, she made her way to her bedroom. She plopped onto the bed and picked up the phone, knowing he wouldn't be home yet.

"Don't erase this, Gil… please." She pleaded into the phone once the answering machine picked up. "Just listen to me. I can't tell you how sorry I am. I should have told you the truth. If I could take everything back I'd tell you… though if I could take everything back, I wouldn't have married Eddie to begin with. But I can't go back. I can't change what happened. I just… I really hope you can forgive me. Please call me."

XOXOXO

Oh you probably won't remember me

It's probably ancient history

I'm one of the chosen few

Who went ahead and fell for you

I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch

I fell too fast, I feel too much

I thought that you might have some advice to give

On how to be insensitive

XOXOXO

"Please call me."

Gil reached out and hit the button on the answering machine, erasing the message. Reaching into his pocket, he removed the box that housed the ring he had planned on giving her that night. He opened the box, taking one final look at the ring. Walking into his bedroom, he pulled the shoebox from the top shelf in his closet. He removed the picture from his wallet and slid it into the jewelry box before tossing both into the midst of past memories he had locked away.

XOXOXO

to be continued