A/N-Rissa, I didn't get that site for Cath-Warrick-Linds fics...send it to me in an email This one is about Lindsey's first minor heartbreak...there will be a first major heartbreak at some point in the future. I fixed the errors in the previous chap and read over this one so that (hopefully) there isn't any errors! alwayswrite05-I had made a list of the things I was going to write about right before I read your review and all of those are on it! lol.

First Minor Heartbreak

Warrick grumbled under his breath as he rolled over and glared in the general direction of the door. Someone was knocking on his door at...he looked over at the clock. It was noon, but he had just gotten to sleep. Dragging himself out of bed, he stomped to the door. "What?" he said.

Lindsey stood there with Catherine who looked like death warmed over. She hadn't got any sleep either, but Lindsey had wanted to go to Warrick's. She had her ways of persuading (like banging on a pot with a wooden spoon while Catherine was trying to sleep) so she had gotten her keys and driven over to Warrick's apartment. The sight of Warrick in Sponge Bob boxers and nothing else may've just been worth it.

"Hi," Lindsey said after the initial shock wore off, "We brought movies and popcorn." She held up the bag of movies and the small box of popcorn.

Warrick moaned. "Don't you know that I haven't had any sleep?" he asked, "And I don't think your mom has either!"

Lindsey smiled, unfazed. "Let us in and you might be able to get some sleep," she said.

He silently stepped aside and allowed them entrance. "Sorry," Catherine muttered as she walked by, "But Lindsey needs this I suppose."

Lindsey hadn't ever been to Warrick's apartment and was looking around for the tv. "The tv and everything is in my room." Warrick answered her unasked question.

She set off to find his room. Warrick turned to Catherine. "What's going on?"

She blinked at him. "What?" she asked blankly.

"You said she needed this," Warrick reminded her.

She nodded in understanding. "You remember that boy from the dance? The one she had a crush on that danced the last dance with her?" She waited for Warrick's nod before continuing. "Well it was pretty obvious he seemed to like her...I mean he didn't dance the entire time until that last dance with Lindsey. She approached him at school and they talked for a little bit when her best friend, Nicole, came up. They started making out right in front of her and she was pretty crushed. She was crying when I left her with mom last night and this morning she was like...sunshine and smiles."

Warrick nodded thoughtfully. Lindsey was a strong girl. Through Eddie's death, she was so strong and brave...a crush on a boy wouldn't be able to bring her down for too long. "What movies did ya'll bring?" Warrick asked as he walked to his bedroom.

Catherine followed. "Chick flicks," she said as if that were obvious.

When Warrick got into his room, he spotted himself in the mirror and blushed. Why hadn't they said anything about his state of dress? He grabbed some pajama pants and a t-shirt. "I'll be right back," he said to the two ladies.

"Hey Warrick!" Warrick turned around and automatically caught the box of popcorn that was thrown at him. "Pop us some corn," Lindsey ordered.

"Yes ma'am," Warrick said smartly. He put on some clothes first and then popped two of the four bags of popcorn.

He walked into his room with three cokes and the bowl of popcorn. He paused and smiled. Catherine was laying in the middle of his bed with Lindsey on her left. The picture was very family-esque. Warmth spread through him as he watched them.

"Warrick, are you just going to stand there or are you gonna join us?" Lindsey asked with raised eyebrows.

Warrick walked over to the bed and plopped down. He ate a handful of popcorn before passing the bowl to Lindsey along with her coke. "Here Cath," he offered her a coke.

She shook her head sleepily. "I might drink it later," she said.

Warrick nodded and set both his and Catherine's cokes on his nightstand. "So what are we watching?" he asked, laying down and putting his arms behind his head.

"50 First Dates," Lindsey answered, pressing play on the remote and turning off the lamp on her side of the bed. Due to the dark curtains, it was pretty dark in the room.

Fifteen or twenty minutes into the movie, both Catherine and Warrick were asleep. Lindsey watched them sleep, thinking how cute they looked. Catherine was laying on her right side, her left arm thrown over his stomach. Her hair was in Warrick's face and her head was resting on his shoulder, his left arm having somehow made it around her.

Lindsey pulled out her camera phone and took a few pictures. She sent them to Sara, Nick, and Greg. She hesitated to send them to Grissom but she did so anyway. Then she got up to look around. The living room had a couch, a recliner and a big set of cupboards. She opened one and rolled her eyes. There was a big tv right there.

"Big fat liar," she muttered, "You just wanted to go to sleep." 'Or get my mom into your bed.' Lindsey laughed at that thought.

She decided to let them sleep and watch chick flicks alone in the living room. Her thoughts drifted from her mom and Warrick to herself and Jake Samson. How could Nicole do this to her? She knew how much Lindsey liked Jake! And Jake! She thought he liked her! After the dance...she sighed miserably. Now she was miserable and she had a Beach Boys song stuck in her head!

Ice cream was needed. She searched Warrick's fridge with slight disgust. There was a bunch of really old left-overs, but there was no ice cream. She threw all the left over food away and went back into Warrick's room. She grabbed a five dollar bill out of her mom's purse and decided to walk down to the store that was just a block away.

5:33 p.m.

Catherine woke up slowly. Without opening her eyes, she thought that the arms around her felt great. Then she frowned. Whose arms? She opened her eyes and looked up. Well then. How did she get into this situation?

Oh yeah. Lindsey had dragged her over here and she had obviously fallen asleep and ended up in...Warrick's arms. She carefully extracted herself from his embrace and got up. Lindsey wasn't in the room so Catherine walked into the living room.

There was an empty pint of Ben&Jerry's Double Fudge Brownie ice cream sitting on the coffee table. Lindsey was curled up on the couch sleeping. Catherine shook her. "Hey Linds," she said softly.

Coming out of sleep was slow for Lindsey. She had cried herself to sleep again over a stupid boy. "Where's 'Rick?" she asked groggily.

If Catherine thought it was odd that the first thing Lindsey asked for was Warrick, she didn't say anything. "He's still sleeping, but I have to get home and take a shower before work."

"Don't you think we need to wake him up? I mean, maybe he won't wake up in time for work," Lindsey said worriedly. She felt bad about interrupting the two adults' sleep for her own selfish purposes.

Catherine thought about it. She didn't really want to be the one to wake him up after spending the day sleeping in his arms. "Tell you what. You go wake him up and I'll wait here."

Lindsey rolled her eyes at her mom's embarassment and did as she was told.

Warrick was brought out of his sleep by a small finger poking him in the rib. "Stop it," he snapped, turning and burrying his face in his pillow.

Lindsey giggled and poked him again. He grabbed her and rolled over, holding her in place as he tried to go back to sleep.

Catherine was standing in the doorway smiling widely. She had come back to see how Lindsey was progressing in waking Warrick up. Apparently not too well.

"Warrick," Lindsey sing-songed, "You have to get uuuuup!"

Warrick sighed, finally giving up. "Okay, I'm up." He didn't move though.

"And me and mom have to go cuz she needs to take a shower," Lindsey said.

"I have a shower," Warrick mumbled.

"And you need to use it," Lindsey joked.

"We can both use it," he said, still half-asleep.

"Warrick," Lindsey squealed, "That's gross!"

Warrick chuckled. "And that Jake kid is gross."

Catherine quietly slipped away before she could get any more embarassed.

Lindsey elbowed Warrick in the ribs. He let go and rolled over. "That kid is nothing, Linds," Warrick said without opening his eyes, "You need someone who will dance every dance with you and who can stand me chasing them away every chance I get."

'How could a person be so philosophical when they're half-asleep?' Lindsey thought. "Warrick, I'm fine."

Warrick opened his eyes and sat up. "Then why were you crying earlier?"

"You were awake?" Lindsey asked.

Warrick smiled. "I can be sneaky."

"And you didn't even wake mom up. Wow."

Catherine took a chance and walked back. "Lindsey, we really need to go."

Lindsey made a face. "Alright-y then. Warrick, maybe next time." Warrick gave her a confused look and she jerked her head in her mom's direction and mouth shower.

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah right." Lindsey blew him a kiss and he grinned. "Bye Cath, see you at work."

Catherine waved. "Yeah. See you."

Work

Catherine came in at almost the same time as Warrick and they got some pretty strange looks. When they walked into the breakroom, Nick smirked. "Hey guys," he said casually.

Catherine and Warrick looked at each other. "Hey Nicky." "Hey Nick," they both greeted.

Nick grinned widely and Catherine got a sinking feeling in her stomach. "What?" she asked carefully. He just shrugged and continued grinning.

They pushed it off and Catherine went into her office. There were pictures of her and Warrick sleeping plastered all over the office. "Oh my...I am going to kill her," she muttered.

Warrick walked into the office right behind her and his jaw dropped. "Lindsey," he groaned.

END

A/N-This was more for the Catherine/Warrick than anything. This is such a fun series and I'm really enjoying writing it. Thank you all for your positive reviews! Remember to keep reviewing!