TITLE: Clueless
AUTHOR: Chozen Rogue
RATING: PG-13 (adult themes and swearing; though it might change)
DISTRIBUTION: You can have it, but just ask first, please!
SUMMARY: A person from Gil's past comes back into his life. Can Gil deal with parenthood? And what the hell is with Catherine?
PAIRINGS: G/C, N/S, W/OC, Greg/OC
SPOILERS: Let's just say the whole series.
DISCLAIMER: Nope, they don't belong to me. But I wish Gil, Greg, Warrick, and Nick did.
EMAIL: wesleyz_gurl@yahoo.com, please be nice but if ya flame me I won't mind, just tell me what I did wrong.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I ran into a roadblock with my other story, I Never Cried, so I felt compelled to write this idea I had. It takes place about 3 months after the HUG.
*****
Gil's Dilemma
*****
"Here take this, it'll calm your stomach down."
Brass handed Gil a cup of something, Gil raised his head and took it. "I hate Pepto!"
Brass sat down on the couch beside Gil and said, "Yeah well, it's a lot better than you throwing-up."
Gil nodded and drank the rest of the pink medicine. "I wanna kill myself right now."
"I bet you do!" Brass snorted into his hand. Gil gave him a look. "Besides, it's not just the pain in the ass out there in the lab," he pointed to Kaylenn, who was now flirting with Greg, "you also have a very pissed off ex-stripper to deal with."
Gil nodded and looked at Kaylenn, "Look at her, why would Catherine be that way to Kaylenn?"
"Maybe it's her winning personality?"
"Maybe, but I mean. Catherine blew up at the sight of her. And the only pictures I have of Kay are her baby pictures, there's no way Catherine could have recognized her."
"I think you should go talk to her, Gil." His face broke out in a 1000- watt smile, "You've pissed her off and your face shows it. And trust me, I remember what her hands can feel like when they connect with your face."
Gil smiled at the memory of Catherine slapping Brass multiple times while she was still stripping. Brass had gotten kicked out several times for touching her.
"Hey Gil? Where am I staying tonight while you make a decision?" Kaylenn bounced into Gil's office, that lab tech had been off-the-wall gorgeous.
Gil stood up and walked over to his desk. He grabbed his jacket and keys, and walked over to Kaylenn and Brass, who was now standing. "My place," stooping down to get his briefcase and one of the heavier bags that Kaylenn had brought in, "get your stuff, we're going now."
Kaylenn nodded and grabbed the rest of her bags, "You got an apartment or somth'n?"
"Townhouse."
"Cool."
Gil turned to Brass and said, "Hopefully, I'll be back in a little while. Make sure nobody slacks off."
Brass nodded and walked away back to his office. Gil turned back to Kaylenn and pointed down a different hallway and said, "Come on, my car is out this way."
As they exited the lab, Nick came up to Greg and asked, "So, who was the red-head you were talking to Greggo?"
"Was she hot or not?!"
"She was." Nick laughed as Greg started dancing, disco-style.
Greg punched the air and said, "Who's the man!"
Nick shook his head, "Man, who was she?"
"Kaylenn. I think."
"Oh yeah, you the man, you can't even remember her name," Nick said over his shoulder as headed into the break-room.
*****
Kaylenn walked into a spacious living room, adorned with framed butterflies, a coffee table, and a very nick leather couch. A bar separated the living room from a kitchen, and a hallway lead toward what she suspected was the bedrooms.
She dropped her stuff and ran over to the bar and sat down on one of the bar stools. "This is some nice digs, you got here."
Gil's brow furrowed as he came into the kitchen and stood facing Kaylenn, "Digs?"
"Yeah, you know: crib?" She sighed, "Place, you got a nice place." He nodded slowly, as she slid off and gestured around her, "Can I look around?"
He started to fidget a little bit; she supposed he wasn't very comfortable with the idea. "Yeah, you can look around."
"You sure?"
He nodded and relaxed a bit. She giggled and disappeared down the hallway. Gil shook his head, and grabbed the phone off its charger on the wall. He dialed a number and waited for the phone to be picked up.
'This is Catherine Willows, I can't come to phone right now, so leave your number and a short message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.' The voice changed to her daughter, Lindsey's, 'Thank you.' BEEP!
"Cat? I know your there, pick up. Please pick up? I want to talk to you. please?" He sighed, "Fine, I'm coming over, one way or another I going to talk to you. See ya in a bit."
He hung up and looked at a group of framed pictures of Catherine, him and Lindsey. Him and his girls. He picked it up and looked and the frame that held the four pictures, though his attention was trained on her picture.
He had taken the picture, about six years ago. It had been fall, and they had gone down to Nick's family's ranch for a week. Catherine had woken him up at five in the morning and they had gone out walking. They had been walking for a while and had found a clearing in the woods and had decided to rest there for a while before they head back. She had brought a camera with her and had asked him to take a picture of her. He had agreed and she had posed for him.
She was wear a green, form-fitting turtleneck and dark blue jeans ending the outfit with dark-brown hiking boots. She had very little make-up on, almost none. She had put on lip-gloss and her lips were shimmering; she said she only wore it for him. Not for her husband, Eddie, or for anyone else, just him and him only. She had put it on right before she got into position.
She was sitting on the ground, with her knees pulled up and she had one arm hugging them; the other cradled her head. She was facing the camera, though her body was sideways and she was smiling. It wasn't a big smile, but it wasn't little either. Her eyes were shining. Why couldn't she smile like that anymore?
He missed her.
*****
Kaylenn turned on the hall light and opened the first door, basement, "Ok, I gotta check it out later."
She shut the door and moved on to the second door, guest bathroom. It had two more doors inside of the room. She opened the one that was between the toilet and the shower, it was a closet. She smiled as she saw stairs leading up to an attic or roof, she had to check it out, but damnit, she had a lot of things to check out first. She turned around and opened the door across from the closet, "And behind door number three?"
"Bugs." She entered the room and went around the room, looking into every jar and cage. "Cool! An iguana. Oh my God!" She held up a jar and peered into it, "A two-headed scorpion, that would make a great tattoo." She set it down and started out the door, which she guessed led out into the hallway, "Awesome room, but," she closed the door and shuddered, "kinda creepy."
She straightened up and walked to the last door, she reached out to open it but the sound of Gil's voice stopped her, "Not that room, it's mine." She looked up at him and nodded, then walked past him and back into the living room.
"So, where am I sleep'n to night?" Kaylenn plopped down into leather couch and made herself quite comfortable.
He sat down on his coffee table and sighed, "My bed," her head flew up and he added, "don't worry, I'll sleep on the couch."
"Kaylenn?" All of sudden she burst out laughing, "Kay? What I'd do?"
She got some control over herself and said, "I got the picture of you on your side all scrunched up, in a nighty, hold'n a bear and you were drooling." She started laughing again, and Gil couldn't help but smile, she did have an imagination.
"Look Gil," she sat up and wiped the tears from her eyes, "I'll sleep on the couch. it's comfy and I don't mind at all."
He cocked his head, as if she was a suspect and he was interrogating her; he wanted to know if she was telling the truth. And all his senses were saying yes. "Fine, but if you want to use the bed, use it. I work nights anyways."
She nodded slowly and then met his eyes, "And me?"
"I don't know, I'm still deciding." He got up and walked over to the bar to grab his coat.
"You lea-" Her voice cracked, she tried again, "You leaving?"
"Yeah," he shrugged on his coat and grabbed his keys, "I'm going to a friend's, I'll be back soon, ok." She nodded and he walked to the door and opened it, "There should be some stuff in the fridge, if you get hungry make yourself a sandwich or something." He looked at her and said, "Or you can call for pizza, there should be some extra money in one of the cupboards."
And with that, Kaylenn heard the door shut.
*****
" We do it. Oh we do it.
Is love really the tragedy, The way you might describe?
Or would a thousand lovers,
still leave you cold inside?
Make you cry...
These tears of pearls."
'Tears of Pearls' by Savage Garden
*****
A/N: Ok, I messed up. This story takes place about 3 months after the season 3 finale, not a year. I hoped you liked it!
AUTHOR: Chozen Rogue
RATING: PG-13 (adult themes and swearing; though it might change)
DISTRIBUTION: You can have it, but just ask first, please!
SUMMARY: A person from Gil's past comes back into his life. Can Gil deal with parenthood? And what the hell is with Catherine?
PAIRINGS: G/C, N/S, W/OC, Greg/OC
SPOILERS: Let's just say the whole series.
DISCLAIMER: Nope, they don't belong to me. But I wish Gil, Greg, Warrick, and Nick did.
EMAIL: wesleyz_gurl@yahoo.com, please be nice but if ya flame me I won't mind, just tell me what I did wrong.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I ran into a roadblock with my other story, I Never Cried, so I felt compelled to write this idea I had. It takes place about 3 months after the HUG.
*****
Gil's Dilemma
*****
"Here take this, it'll calm your stomach down."
Brass handed Gil a cup of something, Gil raised his head and took it. "I hate Pepto!"
Brass sat down on the couch beside Gil and said, "Yeah well, it's a lot better than you throwing-up."
Gil nodded and drank the rest of the pink medicine. "I wanna kill myself right now."
"I bet you do!" Brass snorted into his hand. Gil gave him a look. "Besides, it's not just the pain in the ass out there in the lab," he pointed to Kaylenn, who was now flirting with Greg, "you also have a very pissed off ex-stripper to deal with."
Gil nodded and looked at Kaylenn, "Look at her, why would Catherine be that way to Kaylenn?"
"Maybe it's her winning personality?"
"Maybe, but I mean. Catherine blew up at the sight of her. And the only pictures I have of Kay are her baby pictures, there's no way Catherine could have recognized her."
"I think you should go talk to her, Gil." His face broke out in a 1000- watt smile, "You've pissed her off and your face shows it. And trust me, I remember what her hands can feel like when they connect with your face."
Gil smiled at the memory of Catherine slapping Brass multiple times while she was still stripping. Brass had gotten kicked out several times for touching her.
"Hey Gil? Where am I staying tonight while you make a decision?" Kaylenn bounced into Gil's office, that lab tech had been off-the-wall gorgeous.
Gil stood up and walked over to his desk. He grabbed his jacket and keys, and walked over to Kaylenn and Brass, who was now standing. "My place," stooping down to get his briefcase and one of the heavier bags that Kaylenn had brought in, "get your stuff, we're going now."
Kaylenn nodded and grabbed the rest of her bags, "You got an apartment or somth'n?"
"Townhouse."
"Cool."
Gil turned to Brass and said, "Hopefully, I'll be back in a little while. Make sure nobody slacks off."
Brass nodded and walked away back to his office. Gil turned back to Kaylenn and pointed down a different hallway and said, "Come on, my car is out this way."
As they exited the lab, Nick came up to Greg and asked, "So, who was the red-head you were talking to Greggo?"
"Was she hot or not?!"
"She was." Nick laughed as Greg started dancing, disco-style.
Greg punched the air and said, "Who's the man!"
Nick shook his head, "Man, who was she?"
"Kaylenn. I think."
"Oh yeah, you the man, you can't even remember her name," Nick said over his shoulder as headed into the break-room.
*****
Kaylenn walked into a spacious living room, adorned with framed butterflies, a coffee table, and a very nick leather couch. A bar separated the living room from a kitchen, and a hallway lead toward what she suspected was the bedrooms.
She dropped her stuff and ran over to the bar and sat down on one of the bar stools. "This is some nice digs, you got here."
Gil's brow furrowed as he came into the kitchen and stood facing Kaylenn, "Digs?"
"Yeah, you know: crib?" She sighed, "Place, you got a nice place." He nodded slowly, as she slid off and gestured around her, "Can I look around?"
He started to fidget a little bit; she supposed he wasn't very comfortable with the idea. "Yeah, you can look around."
"You sure?"
He nodded and relaxed a bit. She giggled and disappeared down the hallway. Gil shook his head, and grabbed the phone off its charger on the wall. He dialed a number and waited for the phone to be picked up.
'This is Catherine Willows, I can't come to phone right now, so leave your number and a short message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.' The voice changed to her daughter, Lindsey's, 'Thank you.' BEEP!
"Cat? I know your there, pick up. Please pick up? I want to talk to you. please?" He sighed, "Fine, I'm coming over, one way or another I going to talk to you. See ya in a bit."
He hung up and looked at a group of framed pictures of Catherine, him and Lindsey. Him and his girls. He picked it up and looked and the frame that held the four pictures, though his attention was trained on her picture.
He had taken the picture, about six years ago. It had been fall, and they had gone down to Nick's family's ranch for a week. Catherine had woken him up at five in the morning and they had gone out walking. They had been walking for a while and had found a clearing in the woods and had decided to rest there for a while before they head back. She had brought a camera with her and had asked him to take a picture of her. He had agreed and she had posed for him.
She was wear a green, form-fitting turtleneck and dark blue jeans ending the outfit with dark-brown hiking boots. She had very little make-up on, almost none. She had put on lip-gloss and her lips were shimmering; she said she only wore it for him. Not for her husband, Eddie, or for anyone else, just him and him only. She had put it on right before she got into position.
She was sitting on the ground, with her knees pulled up and she had one arm hugging them; the other cradled her head. She was facing the camera, though her body was sideways and she was smiling. It wasn't a big smile, but it wasn't little either. Her eyes were shining. Why couldn't she smile like that anymore?
He missed her.
*****
Kaylenn turned on the hall light and opened the first door, basement, "Ok, I gotta check it out later."
She shut the door and moved on to the second door, guest bathroom. It had two more doors inside of the room. She opened the one that was between the toilet and the shower, it was a closet. She smiled as she saw stairs leading up to an attic or roof, she had to check it out, but damnit, she had a lot of things to check out first. She turned around and opened the door across from the closet, "And behind door number three?"
"Bugs." She entered the room and went around the room, looking into every jar and cage. "Cool! An iguana. Oh my God!" She held up a jar and peered into it, "A two-headed scorpion, that would make a great tattoo." She set it down and started out the door, which she guessed led out into the hallway, "Awesome room, but," she closed the door and shuddered, "kinda creepy."
She straightened up and walked to the last door, she reached out to open it but the sound of Gil's voice stopped her, "Not that room, it's mine." She looked up at him and nodded, then walked past him and back into the living room.
"So, where am I sleep'n to night?" Kaylenn plopped down into leather couch and made herself quite comfortable.
He sat down on his coffee table and sighed, "My bed," her head flew up and he added, "don't worry, I'll sleep on the couch."
"Kaylenn?" All of sudden she burst out laughing, "Kay? What I'd do?"
She got some control over herself and said, "I got the picture of you on your side all scrunched up, in a nighty, hold'n a bear and you were drooling." She started laughing again, and Gil couldn't help but smile, she did have an imagination.
"Look Gil," she sat up and wiped the tears from her eyes, "I'll sleep on the couch. it's comfy and I don't mind at all."
He cocked his head, as if she was a suspect and he was interrogating her; he wanted to know if she was telling the truth. And all his senses were saying yes. "Fine, but if you want to use the bed, use it. I work nights anyways."
She nodded slowly and then met his eyes, "And me?"
"I don't know, I'm still deciding." He got up and walked over to the bar to grab his coat.
"You lea-" Her voice cracked, she tried again, "You leaving?"
"Yeah," he shrugged on his coat and grabbed his keys, "I'm going to a friend's, I'll be back soon, ok." She nodded and he walked to the door and opened it, "There should be some stuff in the fridge, if you get hungry make yourself a sandwich or something." He looked at her and said, "Or you can call for pizza, there should be some extra money in one of the cupboards."
And with that, Kaylenn heard the door shut.
*****
" We do it. Oh we do it.
Is love really the tragedy, The way you might describe?
Or would a thousand lovers,
still leave you cold inside?
Make you cry...
These tears of pearls."
'Tears of Pearls' by Savage Garden
*****
A/N: Ok, I messed up. This story takes place about 3 months after the season 3 finale, not a year. I hoped you liked it!
