Okay, I have been meaning to add this for a while now but I keep forgetting so here it is:
I am Australian. It is not my fault if I spell things incorrectly for American's and I know I will stuff up details about people and places and your weird schooling system. Although Australia is now a 'mini-American' which I despise so, we have not been fully taken over. Also, because we are not as important as America we have not seen season six, so I don't know what happens, only from So, on with the story, which I hope you like because no one has reviewed recently… 'Wink, wink, nudge, nudge'.
Grissom sat in his town house, glass of wine in hand and soft jazz playing the background. Sighing he took another sip from his glass, savouring the combination of soothing flavours.
'What to do, what to do' he pondered, swivelling the glass in his hand. Looking around his house he knew Adam and Catherine were right- his home was sterile, "lacking character", "too clean", all of the above. But this is how Grissom liked his castle, although sometimes it was a little "too clean".
Sitting up he poured himself some more wine and again slumped back down onto his couch, reflecting on the days events. Nick and Warrick had had a braking and entering, Sara and Greg a 419 and Catherine had to catch up on her case from the previous night,
'But was more interested in my past.' Grissom mused still wondering if he should have told her about Adam. Gil knew form experience that if people like Catherine wanted answers it was better to give them a little strait away rather than let them collect large chunks over time, but he still couldn't help wondering if he had done the right thing.
'She would have found out eventually I suppose, as will everyone, but how will they deal with it? How will they react?'
Gil mentally started going over his team members, weighing up the pros and cons.
'Greg shouldn't be a problem, he said himself he was "open-minded", Warrick again should be fine, anyway, he respects me too much to do or say anything. Cath now knows and was shocked to say the least but she will be fine, some of her friends are gay. Nick, hmmm, I don't want to be stereotypical but he is from Texas, was in a fraternity, has a religious background and been known to be judgmental on cases. Damn. Well, he may not be, but still. Anyway. Sofia, what do I really know about her? Sure, we went to dinner once, but thankfully I was called away half way through. Her mother was a cop, but that wouldn't really affect her, they weren't close anyway, but-'
His mussing where cut off by his phone ringing. Glancing at the clock he realised he had been sitting there over an hour.
"Grissom."
"Did Catherine come after you?"
"Adam. How did you know?"
"Several reasons."
"Such as…"
"I knew she couldn't stand knowing, Sara warned me- do they get on? - And she was nice to me when she came down to get my report form her case last night and didn't ask questions."
"Well then, yes, she did ask, and no they do not get on that well."
"And you told her."
"Sorry."
"Don't be, I don't mind. She probably told you that Sara is coming over on Saturday. Do you want to come?"
"Ahh, no, not the best idea."
"Why, it wouldn't be awkward, or…what did you do?"
"Nothing, I don't want to talk about it, it is in the past."
"Hmmm, well we shall talk about it later. What happened between Sara and Catherine?"
"Several things. Sara went over Catherine's head during a case and was insubordinate to Ecklie. I was supposed to fire her. And Catherine told Sara she needed to get over domestic abuse and rape cases."
"Uh-oh."
"Hmm, yeah, that was when I found out about it."
"I remember you telling me. Listen, I've got to go, Rex is leaving, but I will talk to you about this soon. "You need to fix this." And with that Adam hung up.
"I need to fix this." Grissom muttered to himself, placing the phone back down and slowly making his way to the shower.