A/N: Thanks for the reviews jd burns and Crazi River. Also The Madhatter 2
for chap 4. Anyways, everything is in the first chap.
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Catherine leaned back, "Ok, what ground rules have you laid down for her so far?"
Gil started to count on his fingers as he listed them, "Home by 10:30, though she has a ten-minute buffer if she has a good reason. She has to do her chores and she can't say fuck."
She grabbed a paper pad she had brought with her and a pen. She started to list the things he had said and some notes. "She also can't have any boys in the house without you here, and she always has to tell you where she's going and who's she's going with, and what she plans to do." She said this all without looking up from the pad.
"Those sound excellent."
"I also got something for you on the way over," she pulled out another folder and handed it to him.
He took it from her hand, their eyes locking when his fingers brushed hers. Gil cleared his throat nervously and Catherine got up quickly from where she sat and crossed over to the bar. She couldn't handle being that close to him. 'Though you could be around him when he was naked!' Oh, whom was she kidding, even then she wanted to jump him.
He studied her as her breathing came more rapid, eyes closed; she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She opened her eyes to look at him and took some deep breaths, "The package," she gestured to thing in his hands.
He looked down at it and his eyes went big. "Um, Cath . . . How did you get these?"
Her eyes glazed over in mischief, "It's amazing what a badge and a quick flash of a gun can do to person."
"You pulled your gun on a poor person who works in a high school?" He wanted to smile; she could hear it in his voice.
She shook her head, "Nope, but that would have been fun too." He gave her a serious look. "All I did was position myself so she saw it, and voila! I got papers!" She smiled at him.
"And you gave the poor woman a heart-attack probably . . ." He looked at the papers he held again, they were various forms for Kaylenn's school, "Thanks though."
"What would you do without me, eh?"
"I'd probably be even more in a cocoon than I already am."
She looked at him and saw the look in his eye; he was serious. "Hey! Where's this coming from? Since the operation, you've been more social than you have been in the last two years or so."
"That's what I mean, you brought me out of my phase." He sat up; "You and Lindsey came and visited with me and then you let me stay in your guest room for a week so you could watch me . . ." He threw up his hands and looked her in the eye. "Hell, Linds even dragged me to the zoo for her birthday!"
She smiled at him.
"What?"
She pointed at him and said, "You look funny when your mad and you have a purple eye, that is bordered by my hand print."
"And your lucky I took some aspirin."
She rolled her eyes. "So, what did people think?"
"That I, quoting Greg, 'was bitch-slapped by a big gorilla'."
She burst out laughing, "It's not funny Catherine," she was in tears now, "he called you a gorilla."
"Sorry, but the imagery," she fanned herself as she calmed down. She took some deep breaths and said, "But I will get him ba-"
Both of their pagers went off.
Gil sort of ran to the bar as Catherine walked calmly over to the alcove, where the front door was and her stuff were. He picked his up from the counter and read it. "A 405 at the Southgate Apartments, O'Reiley is meeting us there."
Catherine fished her keys out of her purse and read the pager, "A 405, blah, blah, blah, 430B," they looked at each other.
Gil walked over to where his shoes were and started to put them on, while still making eye contact with Catherine. "Dead Animal?"
She shrugged as she picked up her purse and keys, "The only thing it says is, well, that's the only thing it says."
"Ok" Gil turned off the TV. "Whose car?"
"Mine. But we are gonna have to stop at the lab to drop off assignments for the guys."
He nodded. "We also gotta find Kaylenn, she can stay at the lab."
"Good idea." Catherine said.
He grabbed his keys and wallet, and they left.
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Catherine pointed to a figure with red hair, "There she is!"
Catherine pulled over to the curb next to the figure, who was accompanied by two guys, both of which Gil didn't like from their looks. They were both skaters from what Catherine and Gil could tell; one was more punk than the other with his slightly orange hair and pierced eyebrow. Gil rolled down his window and spoke to Kaylenn who was glaring at him, "Kaylenn get in the car, we're going to the lab."
Kaylenn shook her head, "I'll walk back to the house."
"Kaylenn come on, we have to hurry, and you don't have a key and we don't have time," yelled Catherine from the other side of the Tahoe's cab.
Kaylenn turned to one of the boys, who had long auburn hair, "Well, I gotta go. Maybe I'll see you around."
"Yeah, I'll see you around, maybe at school," the boy nodded at his friend and they took off on their skateboards.
Kaylenn watched them and then climbed into the backseat, when she shut the door she said, "That was sooo embarrassing, those guys were cool and nice and you ruined it."
"I didn't like them."
Kaylenn shot a look at Gil, as Catherine kept her mouth shut and drove them to the lab.
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Gil came into the break room followed by Catherine and Kaylenn, who looked pissed. "Hello all," he stopped; only Greg and Warrick were in the room. "Where are Sara and Nick?"
"I don't know, I just got here," Greg said, never taking his eyes off of Kaylenn, causing her to blush slightly and him to smile.
Warrick sniggered at Greg and answered, "Her car died, so he went and picked her up . . ." He looked at Kaylenn and cocked his head, his green eyes glinting. "Who's the new girl Griss?"
Gil looked up at the two men, both had their eyes locked on the girl in question, he frowned, "She's my niece."
"HUH?" Greg's head flew up and he looked guiltily at Kaylenn, "You're related to him?" He pointed to Gil; she nodded. Greg visibly and audibly gulped.
Leave it to Grissom to ruin the possibility of anyone asking her on a date.
Catherine grinned and Gil just nodded slowly. "Well, Greg you're with us tonight,' he gestured between him and Catherine. "Warrick, you have a-"
"Sorry, we're late!" Sara and Nick ran into the break room, gasping for breath and slightly pink. They also had very guilty looks on their faces.
"Yeah, traffic it was horrible," Nick gasped out.
Sara hit Nick in the stomach and pointed at Kaylenn who was smiling at them weirdly. "Who's the new girl?"
Kaylenn walked over to Greg and sat on the counter, "I'm Gil's niece, Kaylenn."
"You're also a Texan," Nick smiled at her.
"Yes I am, but how'd you know?"
"Your accent's not as thick as me, but I can still tell if a person is Texan or not."
"San Antonio . . . Dallas?"
Nick laughed slightly, "How did you know that?"
"I don't know; all people with Texan accents come from Dallas it seems like."
Nick winked at her and turned to Gil, "So, Boss, what do we get?"
"Sara, Nick, you have a 419 found in an abandon car." He handed the file to Nick.
"I-15," Sara raised an eyebrow, "50 miles outside of town, road trip!" Nick followed Sara out of the room as they left for the crime scene.
Gil turned to Warrick and handed him a folder, "You got a 422, and officer was injured in a gang fight. If you have in problems call me."
Warrick nodded, and looked at Greg, "See ya Sanders." Turning to Kaylenn, "Until next time Red."
"It's Kaylenn!"
Warrick turned around to look at her, "Then see ya, Red."
Gil looked at Kaylenn, "Stay here and I'll be back soon to take you home, sorry again."
"Can I wander?"
Catherine put a hand on Gil's arm. "Yeah, but Kaylenn? Just don't get in anybody's way."
"Cool," she jumped off the counter, causing her hand to graze Greg's arm, he gasped. Kaylenn looked at him oddly and said, "See you around."
Greg watched as she left the office, 'What is it about her that drives me crazy?'
"Greg come on, and stop staring at Kay as if you can have her," Greg snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Catherine who was smiling at him . . . Gil was nowhere in sight, "Gil would kill you in a second and she's too young."
Greg nodded, "I know, it's just . . ." Catherine gave him an odd look, "Nothing, let's catch up with Griss."
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~~~~Right there, ~~~~
~~~~And I'll be waiting by the window, ~~~~ ~~~~For your smile to come through, ~~~~
~~~~And I'll be waiting in the darkness when I call out to you, ~~~~
~~~~And I'll remember when you told me, ~~~~
~~~~I could trust in you. ~~~~
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A/N: Ok, this is my least fav chapter so far, probably because I wrote it at weird time for me, but also it's like a huge, long exposition. And I don't like writing those if it isn't a memory. But I hope you guys liked it. I think you'll like the next one, it kinda becomes more CSI.
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Catherine leaned back, "Ok, what ground rules have you laid down for her so far?"
Gil started to count on his fingers as he listed them, "Home by 10:30, though she has a ten-minute buffer if she has a good reason. She has to do her chores and she can't say fuck."
She grabbed a paper pad she had brought with her and a pen. She started to list the things he had said and some notes. "She also can't have any boys in the house without you here, and she always has to tell you where she's going and who's she's going with, and what she plans to do." She said this all without looking up from the pad.
"Those sound excellent."
"I also got something for you on the way over," she pulled out another folder and handed it to him.
He took it from her hand, their eyes locking when his fingers brushed hers. Gil cleared his throat nervously and Catherine got up quickly from where she sat and crossed over to the bar. She couldn't handle being that close to him. 'Though you could be around him when he was naked!' Oh, whom was she kidding, even then she wanted to jump him.
He studied her as her breathing came more rapid, eyes closed; she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She opened her eyes to look at him and took some deep breaths, "The package," she gestured to thing in his hands.
He looked down at it and his eyes went big. "Um, Cath . . . How did you get these?"
Her eyes glazed over in mischief, "It's amazing what a badge and a quick flash of a gun can do to person."
"You pulled your gun on a poor person who works in a high school?" He wanted to smile; she could hear it in his voice.
She shook her head, "Nope, but that would have been fun too." He gave her a serious look. "All I did was position myself so she saw it, and voila! I got papers!" She smiled at him.
"And you gave the poor woman a heart-attack probably . . ." He looked at the papers he held again, they were various forms for Kaylenn's school, "Thanks though."
"What would you do without me, eh?"
"I'd probably be even more in a cocoon than I already am."
She looked at him and saw the look in his eye; he was serious. "Hey! Where's this coming from? Since the operation, you've been more social than you have been in the last two years or so."
"That's what I mean, you brought me out of my phase." He sat up; "You and Lindsey came and visited with me and then you let me stay in your guest room for a week so you could watch me . . ." He threw up his hands and looked her in the eye. "Hell, Linds even dragged me to the zoo for her birthday!"
She smiled at him.
"What?"
She pointed at him and said, "You look funny when your mad and you have a purple eye, that is bordered by my hand print."
"And your lucky I took some aspirin."
She rolled her eyes. "So, what did people think?"
"That I, quoting Greg, 'was bitch-slapped by a big gorilla'."
She burst out laughing, "It's not funny Catherine," she was in tears now, "he called you a gorilla."
"Sorry, but the imagery," she fanned herself as she calmed down. She took some deep breaths and said, "But I will get him ba-"
Both of their pagers went off.
Gil sort of ran to the bar as Catherine walked calmly over to the alcove, where the front door was and her stuff were. He picked his up from the counter and read it. "A 405 at the Southgate Apartments, O'Reiley is meeting us there."
Catherine fished her keys out of her purse and read the pager, "A 405, blah, blah, blah, 430B," they looked at each other.
Gil walked over to where his shoes were and started to put them on, while still making eye contact with Catherine. "Dead Animal?"
She shrugged as she picked up her purse and keys, "The only thing it says is, well, that's the only thing it says."
"Ok" Gil turned off the TV. "Whose car?"
"Mine. But we are gonna have to stop at the lab to drop off assignments for the guys."
He nodded. "We also gotta find Kaylenn, she can stay at the lab."
"Good idea." Catherine said.
He grabbed his keys and wallet, and they left.
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Catherine pointed to a figure with red hair, "There she is!"
Catherine pulled over to the curb next to the figure, who was accompanied by two guys, both of which Gil didn't like from their looks. They were both skaters from what Catherine and Gil could tell; one was more punk than the other with his slightly orange hair and pierced eyebrow. Gil rolled down his window and spoke to Kaylenn who was glaring at him, "Kaylenn get in the car, we're going to the lab."
Kaylenn shook her head, "I'll walk back to the house."
"Kaylenn come on, we have to hurry, and you don't have a key and we don't have time," yelled Catherine from the other side of the Tahoe's cab.
Kaylenn turned to one of the boys, who had long auburn hair, "Well, I gotta go. Maybe I'll see you around."
"Yeah, I'll see you around, maybe at school," the boy nodded at his friend and they took off on their skateboards.
Kaylenn watched them and then climbed into the backseat, when she shut the door she said, "That was sooo embarrassing, those guys were cool and nice and you ruined it."
"I didn't like them."
Kaylenn shot a look at Gil, as Catherine kept her mouth shut and drove them to the lab.
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Gil came into the break room followed by Catherine and Kaylenn, who looked pissed. "Hello all," he stopped; only Greg and Warrick were in the room. "Where are Sara and Nick?"
"I don't know, I just got here," Greg said, never taking his eyes off of Kaylenn, causing her to blush slightly and him to smile.
Warrick sniggered at Greg and answered, "Her car died, so he went and picked her up . . ." He looked at Kaylenn and cocked his head, his green eyes glinting. "Who's the new girl Griss?"
Gil looked up at the two men, both had their eyes locked on the girl in question, he frowned, "She's my niece."
"HUH?" Greg's head flew up and he looked guiltily at Kaylenn, "You're related to him?" He pointed to Gil; she nodded. Greg visibly and audibly gulped.
Leave it to Grissom to ruin the possibility of anyone asking her on a date.
Catherine grinned and Gil just nodded slowly. "Well, Greg you're with us tonight,' he gestured between him and Catherine. "Warrick, you have a-"
"Sorry, we're late!" Sara and Nick ran into the break room, gasping for breath and slightly pink. They also had very guilty looks on their faces.
"Yeah, traffic it was horrible," Nick gasped out.
Sara hit Nick in the stomach and pointed at Kaylenn who was smiling at them weirdly. "Who's the new girl?"
Kaylenn walked over to Greg and sat on the counter, "I'm Gil's niece, Kaylenn."
"You're also a Texan," Nick smiled at her.
"Yes I am, but how'd you know?"
"Your accent's not as thick as me, but I can still tell if a person is Texan or not."
"San Antonio . . . Dallas?"
Nick laughed slightly, "How did you know that?"
"I don't know; all people with Texan accents come from Dallas it seems like."
Nick winked at her and turned to Gil, "So, Boss, what do we get?"
"Sara, Nick, you have a 419 found in an abandon car." He handed the file to Nick.
"I-15," Sara raised an eyebrow, "50 miles outside of town, road trip!" Nick followed Sara out of the room as they left for the crime scene.
Gil turned to Warrick and handed him a folder, "You got a 422, and officer was injured in a gang fight. If you have in problems call me."
Warrick nodded, and looked at Greg, "See ya Sanders." Turning to Kaylenn, "Until next time Red."
"It's Kaylenn!"
Warrick turned around to look at her, "Then see ya, Red."
Gil looked at Kaylenn, "Stay here and I'll be back soon to take you home, sorry again."
"Can I wander?"
Catherine put a hand on Gil's arm. "Yeah, but Kaylenn? Just don't get in anybody's way."
"Cool," she jumped off the counter, causing her hand to graze Greg's arm, he gasped. Kaylenn looked at him oddly and said, "See you around."
Greg watched as she left the office, 'What is it about her that drives me crazy?'
"Greg come on, and stop staring at Kay as if you can have her," Greg snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Catherine who was smiling at him . . . Gil was nowhere in sight, "Gil would kill you in a second and she's too young."
Greg nodded, "I know, it's just . . ." Catherine gave him an odd look, "Nothing, let's catch up with Griss."
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~~~~Right there, ~~~~
~~~~And I'll be waiting by the window, ~~~~ ~~~~For your smile to come through, ~~~~
~~~~And I'll be waiting in the darkness when I call out to you, ~~~~
~~~~And I'll remember when you told me, ~~~~
~~~~I could trust in you. ~~~~
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A/N: Ok, this is my least fav chapter so far, probably because I wrote it at weird time for me, but also it's like a huge, long exposition. And I don't like writing those if it isn't a memory. But I hope you guys liked it. I think you'll like the next one, it kinda becomes more CSI.
