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Catherine's POV
Did I hurt Greg? Sure I did. I guess it's for his own good. I mean it's Greg. Goofy, fun lovin' Greg. Why would he be attracted to me? Okay, I know why. Not to be boastful, but I'm Catherine Willows. I know guys do get attracted to me a lot, its part of who I am, how I look, how I carry myself. I'm used to being stared, wanted and lusted at.That'll be the day when no one looks anymore.
But Greg? I've known him for years. I've seen him grow into what he is now. He's my friend. Greg is Greg. If you want to have a good time outside work, invite Greg. If you're in the pits and want to be cheered, go to Greg. I've seen and heard him relate stories of all his escapades with girls before, I've even given him several dating advices. But him coming to me with that? No, he's playing, gotta be. How dare he anyway? What has gotten into him?
My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on my office door.
Sara opens the door and peers in, "Catherine, you busy?"
"Not really, come on in, Sara. What can I do?" I motion her to sit.
"Ummm, Nick mentioned something to me about Greg," Sara sits there waiting.
"Sara, please not you now. What's with this office? So much gossip!" I stand up and push my chair slowly into the desk.
"Cath," she continues, "its just... Well, Greg is my friend."
"I know Sara. He's my friend too. Have you talked to him?" I asked.
"He wanted to be left alone. You two had an argument or something?"
"No, nothing like that," I sighed, "Greg just…well, I don't know how to put it."
"He's attracted to you, right?" She asked point blank.
"He told you?"
"No, not really. Not in so many words. But when we talk, he asked 'so does Catherine like this or does Catherine like that,' or like, 'doesn't she look hot tonight?' I teased him everytime he mentions you and he just blushes like a teenager! I started observing him when you two are together, Nnotice how uncomfortable he becomes, the stutters and uneasiness?" she asks grinning at me.
I smile back, "yeah, I noticed the uneasiness. But I never really put thought to it."
"Cath, Greg, is a nice guy. Caring, thoughtful and sweet. A bit unconventional at times, but that's our Greg. I just…well.." She gives out a sigh.
"Well, what, Sara?" I pressed on.
"I don't want to see him hurt. I don't want to see you hurt either. If you're not going to entertain this, Cath…don't prolong his the agony. I know he's hesitant to approach you,because you're..." Sara pauses, then adds, "well, you're Catherine Willows! CSI, supervisor, mentor and all. But you gotta tell him. I hate seeing him like this. I hate seeing you troubled. He mopes around and you become moody!" Sara smiles and continues quietly, "you're my friends and have become my family. Its hard to stand still and watch you two at odds."
I gave out a long sigh, "what got into him?"
"Cath," the brunette says, "he's fallen in love with you. It's not unusual, you're an attractive woman, Cath. Hey, check out Hodges next time when you talk yo him!Watch his body language." Sara says with a laugh.
"Please dont tell me anymore!Not Hodges!" I say as I laugh with her.
After awhile wewere quiet.I know Sara wanted to say something else.
"Sara?" I look at her and she smiles.
"Why not... well, why not go out on a date with him? It might be fun and you two can talk, as friends."
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I thought about it when I got home. Pro's and con's. hmm. Con, Greg is young. Pro, I've dated younger guys before. Con, none of them lasted though. Pro, I know Greg and he knows me. Con, he knows me too much I might end up hurting him. Pro, Lindsay already likes and enjoys his company, he makes her laugh. Con, will she approve of us? Con what will they say at work? Pro, I never really would give a damn anyway. Pro, it might work out. Con, it might…not. Pro, Greg is sweet. Con, I might break his heart….and mine in the process.
Of the nights I am off Lindsay is having a sleepover my sister's house. Its so empty and cold being by myself at home. Yes, I know. The effects of being alone. Even when Eddie was alive it still felt empty. We had a great sex life when we were together but it was mixed with booze and drugs. Over the years it was just having sex, not making love. I knew there was a difference, but it took me years to figure it out. And here I am again, still trying to figure things out.
The doorbell rings. Lindsay did say she might come home if she starts to get in an argument with her cousin, Jeremy. Well, its not too late for dinner out if she still wants to. I forgot how hungry I am right now.
I smile, I'm glad she's coming home, sure do need a warm body around. Maybe we can cuddle while we watch an old movie again.
"Hold on, honey, I'm coming." I say as I neared the door, I look in the peep hole.I unlockopen the door.
"Greg? What are you doing here?"
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i have so many possibilities where this might go... just gotta think and put the drama in my head into written words...
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