AN/Summary: Okay! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! You guys really made my day! I mean it! Those reviews made me super happy! . Anyway, since people liked my story, I decided to do one from Catherine's POV. It uses the song 'I'm Lost Without You' by Blink 182 (I tried to stick with Blink 182 and this fits her and the situation really well I think). 'm like addicted to writing songfics…lolz I guess it's because songs really hit home with me. Ah well! And again, all typos are mine! So if I make a mistake please e-mail me and tell me so. Enjoy! R&R! Flames accepted!

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Disclaimer: I do not own CSI or the song 'I'm Lost Without You' by Blink 182.

…TEXT… Song lyrics

Chapter 2: I'm Lost Without You

By: CSI Battosai

… I swear that I can go on forever again


Please let me know that my one bad day will end


I will go down as your lover, your friend


Give me your lips and with one kiss we begin...

Gil Grissom. I know you're staring at me. but is the reason why the reason I want it to be? That Gruesome Grissom can love? The he could love me? But it doesn't matter, I have to push these thoughts to the back of my mind or I might slip up and reveal myself.

The words come from my mouth automatically. Hiding my feelings has become almost second nature to me. I have been doing it for the past, oh God, how long has it been? Twenty years I think. Yeah, that's right.

I see his eyes flicker with something I can't recognize before it disappears and he looks normal. Did I imagine it? I must not have had enough coffee to wake me up this morning…

"Oh…I'm sorry Cath. I'm just kinda' tired," he said. Gil was usually tired, but it never affected his work. Ever. I'm his best friend. Grissom has his own language…sort of. But I've learned to understand some of the hidden meaning behind his actual words. When Grissom says "tired" it usually means one of two things: that he's just sleepy, or that he's about to collapse from exhaustion.

Or maybe what he said was just a flimsy excuse…Ah! Well, maybe. But I really didn't want to chance it at the moment. I decide to go on the safe side. "You want me to drive you home?" If Grissom was "tired" meaning he was going to collapse, then I didn't want him to just fall asleep while driving home.

… Are you afraid of being alone


'Cause I am, I'm lost without you


Are you afraid of leaving tonight


'Cause I am, I'm lost without you…

"No, I'm fine. I'll just finish my shift and head on home." I'm still kinda' worried, but I take his word for it, nod, and leave to sort through some evidence on a recent case.

Processing evidence is the last thing on my mind right now. My body performs the actions that I'm accustomed to: checking for blood, and bagging evidence off this guys clothing that he voluntarily gave us. But I'm really thinking about him.

I knew that we had some chemistry even from the time we met. I could sense it. It was there. And it still is. I've known I've loved him. And I'm thinking he likes me back, but he keeps sending me mixed signals. But I think he does.

… I'll leave my room open till sunrise for you


I'll keep my eyes patiently focused on you


Where are you now I can hear footsteps I'm dreaming


And if you will, keep me from waking to believe this…

So my shift finally ends and I'm walking towards the parking lot when he suddenly appears next to me. I must not have noticed him, because I was too busy thinking about him. Each step we take plunges us deeper into silence, but I'm not sure why.

Our cars are parked next to each other. I can almost see the battle he's fighting with himself inside his head. His eyes tell his whole story. That's the one part of his body that he can't make seem emotionless. And they're so intense. I love them.

He's going to say something, and I just jinxed it. "Cath-" "Griss-" We both say at the exact same time. I want to hear what he was going to say, but I highly doubt he's actually going to say it now. The confidence he had in his eyes is gone.

"You first," I manage to say, hoping the confidence he had will come back, but it doesn't. "Cath," he pauses, as if contemplating what words to use. "Um…have a safe drive home."

That definitely wasn't what he was going to say. And I don't know what to do, so I manage to smile and shake my head. "You stole my thunder." But he didn't. I was going to blurt it out. That I love him. That I love Gil Grissom.

… Are you afraid of being alone


Cause I am, I'm lost without you


Are you afraid of leaving tonight


Cause I am, I'm lost without you…

I get into my car and turn the key. I hear the engine start and I drive out of the parking lot. From my rearview mirror I can see him staring at my retreating car. Why is he staring like that? I wish I could see his eyes…

The drive home is spent with me thinking about how Gil and I met. I'm starting to analyze everything he's said to me. What does it all mean? Has he left me clues that I haven't yet found? Because I'm almost sure of the fact he likes me back. The more I think about it the more certain I become. But what if I'm wrong? He's always sending mixed signals. I could be just misinterpreting his intentions. I shake the thought away, distracting myself with other thoughts.

When I get home, I throw my shoes off and turn the TV on. Nothing. Nada. Zip. I flip through until I find a rerun Animal Planet show that focuses on bugs. That brings my thoughts to Grissom. Argh! I can't get him outta' my head! I chuckle. Just more proof to the fact that I'm in love with my best friend.

… Are you afraid of being alone


Cause I am, I'm lost without you


Are you afraid of leaving tonight


Cause I am, I'm lost without you


Are you afraid of being alone


Cause I am, I'm lost without you

Are you afraid of leaving tonight


Cause I am, I'm lost without you…

I hear a knock on my door. No one visits me. We don't even get that many guests. A few of Lindsey's friends, but that's about it. I flip the TV off and shuffle to the door. I open it. It's Grissom.

My first thought is that something's wrong. I'm always the one going to him, asking him for advice and what not. He would usually never visit me unless it was important, right? My mind races to what might be the reason he's here. Gil?" I ask him. "What are you doing here? Are you okay!" He tells me that he's fine and that he just needs to talk to me.

That's right. Needs. Not wants, but needs.

I open the door wider for him to come in. I'm still dressed in the clothes I wore to work, which happened to be a black tank top and black slacks. "Uh, sure. Come on in. Lindsey's at a friend's house right now." I throw myself onto the couch, knowing he'll take the chair nearest to me to chat. "So what do you need?"

As I predicted, he sits in the chair nearest to me. "Well, it's just that I need to tell you something." The confidence is back…somewhat. I know something's up. After all, he's my best friend. My mind is going crazy trying to take all of this in. The room begins to spin, but I blink a few times and the room returns to normal. I'm nervous. What's he going to say? I hope that it's that he loves me.

"Cath…I…"

He never finishes. I will never know what he's going to say. His eyes now look disappointed and sad. If I could ever read minds, I wish I could now. I wish I knew what he's thinking. But I know what I'm thinking.

I love you, Gil Grissom. I always have and I always will.

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