Friday, back at the lab
Gil had finished up his paperwork, at least the paperwork he was going to do today. He was waiting around for calls from a couple of his friends. It was getting late. Gil was exhausted. If they didn't call soon then he'd have to call them from home. He left his office and went to the break room looking for a cup of coffee. He filled his cup and started back towards his office. But he caught sight of an unfinished crossword puzzle on one of the tables. He walked over and picked up the puzzle, sat down on the sofa and began to work it. A few minutes later his phone rang.
"Grissom."
"I thought you'd deleted my profile!" It was Catherine. She wasn't happy.
"I'm still at the office, I haven't had a chance yet." He really needed to start checking his caller ID before answering calls.
"Did you see what Sara put in here?"
"No." His migraine was back again. He left the break room and headed back to his office.
"Let me read you just a small part of it. 'My name is Catherine, but you can call me Kitty Cat. I'm a former stripper who works with law enforcement. I like fast cars and the men who drive them.' She makes me sound like a hooker."
"Catherine, I'm so sorry." He would make sure Sara apologized to Catherine for her actions.
"Delete the profile. Now." It was a command, not a request.
"I'm in my office doing it as we speak." He was sitting at his desk waiting on the page to load. "My other line's beeping. I've gotta go."
"Gil Grissom, don't you dare hang uh…" Gil clicked over to the second line.
"Grissom."
"Hey buddy! What's up?" It was Randy Cummings, a local astronomer and golfing buddy.
"Randy, you got my message?"
"Sure did."
"Can you do it?"
"Not a problem at all. I know I've only met Catherine once but she seems like an incredible woman."
"Thanks. I owe you." He hung up the phone and shut down his computer. Now that everything was taken care of he could go home and sleep. And, for the first time since Tuesday, he knew he would sleep easy. Catherine was going to have her date after all.