Disclaimer: I don't own any of CSI but I do own the names that are not familiar and the poem(s) later in the story.

Spoilers: Some for Season 6 in future or present chapters.

Summary: It's Valentines Day and Catherine gets a poem from an anonymous person.

Note: Kissing Theme. This is your warning! In future chapter there will be adult themes.

It was almost that time for Catherine. She looked in the mirror for her last touch ups. Her dress expelled her cleavage in a V shape. The back pulled up to the back of her neck tied. The rest of the loose dress hung on her back. The dress hugged her small midsection and her round behind. It became loser at the bottom stopping at her shins. Her shoes sparkled with diamond laying on the black trim. The diamonds glided down her foot.

Her make up was similar to Lindsey's but more grown up. She had put her hair in curls, mostly at the bottom, making it look longer. A butterfly hairclip looked as if it had been gently laid in her hair.

"How does he know about Picasso's? That has been my goal restaurant to go to for ever!" she thought as she put on two diamond drop earrings. "Eddie couldn't take me and the rest weren't sweet enough." She said now placing a matching necklace on her neck.

She took a deep breath, as she looked herself up in the mirror, "Damn I look so hot!" she thought to herself.

She couldn't help but put a smile on her face. She grabbed her keys and headed to Picasso.

"Grissom, I'm leaving half an hour early tonight. For my date."

Grissom looked up. He stared at Catherine with his mouth open. He was taking all of her beauty in.

"Eat with your mouth closed," Catherine whispered to Grissom.

Grissom blinked and closed his mouth pushing his eyebrows downward. "Yea…ummm…okay. Yea. See you next shift."

"Bye Griss," Catherine said smiling. As she walked down the hallway men and women were getting a piece of her.

Catherine scanned the parking lot for familiar cars. None were found. She entered the restaurant. Her eyes started at the 20th century design on the walls and in paintings. She got a glimpse of the small romantic tables. A rose sat on each table. She got a nice whiff of the Mediterranean cosine that filled the small restaurant.

"Mam, mam." Catherine forced her eyes to look at the waiter who was addressing her. "Name please?"

"Uhhh…. Willows." Catherine guessed not knowing what name she was under. Luckily she had gotten it right.

"This way." The waiter picked up a menu and led Catherine to a table that faced the wall. There she saw a head of a man not being able to make out the color of his hair.

"Umm…Miss?" Catherine said to the waiter.

"You can call me Cindy."

"Ok. Is that my table over there?" Catherine asked pointing to the table with a lonely man.

"Yes."

"I can get my self there. Thank You." Catherine said as the waitress walked away. She had to face him on her own. She looked at the ring that she had placed back on her finger on her way here.

She took a deep breath. "You can do this Cath she told herself."

Catherine walked closer to the man standing a couple of feet away.

"Are you waiting for me?" she asked.

The mystery man turned around and Catherine's heart skipped a beat.

I thought that this would be a great place to stop and leave you hanging. LOL! Sorry but you have to admit it was brilliant! I will get to what Lindsey is doing. I don't know if before or after I reveal the mystery man though. Who will it be? Keep R&R! It was like 3 pages when I typed this chapter so im pretty tired!