It's been a while
It had been a while since he kissed a woman like that.
His arms encircling her tiny waist as she smiled against his lips.
She bit his lower lip before parting and looking at him straight into his eyes.
She smiled.
She always smiled after they kissed.
Her hands traveled from the back of his neck to his chest, grabbing him by his shirt, and he let his hands rest loosely on her sides, but he didn't smile.
She closed her eyes and nuzzled her head into his neck before giving him one last peck on the lips.
"I'll see you next Monday then?" she asked in a whisper.
He nodded, trying to be oblivious to the fact that she had surprised him by showing up in the crime lab with no notice.
"You don't look too convinced" she commented still looking straight at him.
"I am" he tried to smile as natural as he could, but only a silly smirk left his lips.
"I hate it when you have the night shift" and she put the hair that was falling into her face behind her ear, her brown eyes traveling around the place, noticing some people staring at their love display "Are they always this noisy?"
Grissom looked around and shook his head "We're CSI's, being noisy is our job"
She rolled her eyes "That and the fact that you never bring any date here. Do you?"
He nodded "I don't like mixing work and pleasure"
Then the sound of her beeper started once again, she mumbled a curse before taking her arms from around his neck and looking down "They need me at the E.R" she sighed looking up at him.
"You should go"
She smiled kissing his cheek softly "I know, I just needed my fix of you"
He chuckled as he watched her leave through the dark hall; she was one sexy girl and that was for sure, she was intelligent, witty and good looking and yet when he kissed her there was something about it all that felt out of place. He kept staring at the same dead spot until he felt footsteps approaching him.
He turned around just to meet Catherine's eyes.
"Do you have the results of the DNA test we run on the blood we found in the scissors?" she asked realizing there was something odd about his stare.
He shook his head "I was on my way to see Greg when…"
"Anne showed up" she finished for him, faking a smile all too obviously "We all watched that"
Gil's eyes went from the empty hall to Catherine's eyes, his eyebrow rising as he met her frown.
"What?"
"Nothing. That's a nice girl you got yourself there"
"Hmm" he admitted still not convinced of his own words.
She questioned him with her eyes "What's wrong?"
Grissom frowned as well, he could remember perfectly the first time he had kissed her, he could remember just as well that in that same night he had screwed all chance he had with her. He remembered the way his lips felt against hers, the way his body reacted to her presence. He also remembered how he had slowly started shutting her from his life a while after that, and now standing in front of her he realized why it was that he didn't feel right into another woman's arms.
Into any other woman's arms.
He shook his head trying to forget his line of thought "Nothing" he lied "I'll go check on those results right now"
And his footsteps took him away from her once more.
Her eyes didn't leave his back even when he was long lost.
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes turned into her heels and admitting to herself once again that maybe he was never going to come to his senses, that maybe he was a little too proud to recognize his mistakes.
Or even worst.
That he had really moved on this time around.
All she knew was that it had been a while now since she kissed someone like she kissed him that night.
That it was going to be a while before she could ever kiss someone like she kissed him.
Like he kissed her back.
Her heels sounded loud on the lab floor, and she didn't realize when his hand touched her shoulder, she turned meeting his eyes.
"Do you have the result tests?"
He nodded "We need to talk"
"If the results came as we expected then…"
He shook his head shutting her up "No Cath, we need to talk"
She sighed, making a quick nod, trying to hide the little grin that formed in her lips.
She knew exactly what he wanted to talk about.