A/N: Sorry it took so long, but at least it wasn't 6 months this time. And as promised to you Bobby D is in this chap. Enjoy!
Previously on 'Clueless'
"Grissom."
"Gil?"
Gil's heart stopped at that silken voice, memories of that voice screaming his name in passion came back to him. All very vivid. Aware of his colleague's stares and that Catherine was mouthing 'what's wrong', he shook his head, "Lady Heather."
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At the sound of that familiar name, all eyes snapped to their supervisor and the phone in his hand. While Brass hid his smile behind a coffee cup, he thought that Gil's voice breaking a bit at the name had been quite funny.
Meanwhile his friend cleared his voice, "Lady Heather, what do I owe the pleasure of talking with you?"
"Your niece, Kaylenn, wants to stay over at my house tonight, and I was just calling to make sure that was okay. Given my history and . . . Ours."
Catherine looked raised an eyebrow, and he knew it was from the blush creeping onto his face, and to places he was quite sure couldn't blush. He shook his head as if to clear it. "Kaylenn's at your house?"
"Yes," a scream interrupted her, "my daughter Zoë and foster son are in her class at school. I've heard a lot about Kaylenn from them."
Gil was trying desperately to latch onto some shred of normalcy, if this situation had any; it was all too surreal for him. "You have a foster son?"
"Yes, and I can assure he is a perfect gentleman but I can see where you wouldn't like that aspect of her sleeping over here."
"Um, actually I don't have a problem with that aspect," he ran a hand through his hair. "I'm worried about the environment."
The line was filled with the rich silk of her laugh, and Gil couldn't stop from smiling in return. "Yes, I can see how that could be a problem but it isn't. My work place is not my home."
Gil's eyes grew big, "I thought it was."
"My home is behind my work, they're different buildings Gil."
"Oh well, then, uh, I guess it's alright with me then. I'm going to leave at about 9:00 or so, can I pick her at up then, say at 9:30, 10:00?"
"Of course, I'll have her up by then, just walk around the establishment and you'll see it."
"Ok, see you then."
"Bye Gil."
And with that he hung up the phone.
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"So, you're not mad?"
Gil looked into the teen's blue-eyes and sighed, "No, I'm not, I just." She cocked an eyebrow at him. "I just wish that I didn't have a niece who was hanging around Lady Heather's place."
"Who you boffed."
"I did not!"
Kaylenn slid off the bar stool and walked towards the bathroom. "You boffed her, you were way too nervous to just be friends." She turned to him and shrugged, "Face it Bucko, yah bucked her."
He watched her disappear into the restroom, and then heard her going up the stairs. "How does she do that?"
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(((ONE MONTH LATER)))
"How do you do that?"
Kaylenn looked up at her Forensics teacher. "Do what?"
"Profiling, how do you do it?"
"I dunno, I just know I kick ass, major ass, when it comes to it."
Lily raised her eyebrows, "You're awfully humble."
Kaylenn sat back, "Only when I know I'm good."
"Though you seem to be slacking in other areas."
"I know," Kaylenn raised her hands, to gesture towards the room, "why do you think I'm spending a perfectly good Friday afternoon in here for tutoring?"
Her teacher smirked at her, "You and Alex are lucky that I'm as young as I am because if I wasn't you smart-asses would be laughing it up in detention."
Kaylenn's bottom lip became more pronounced as she pouted, "I'm hurt."
"Whatever, Kay."
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Warrick was pissed off. He didn't know why he had agreed to pick up Kaylenn from tutoring today. Granted she had asked him politely and he had accepted, but why?! It was a Friday and he had a date to get to in an hour. He still had million things to do before then and time was being wasted on her, whom he still held a grudge against, which pissed him off further.
'At least she only visits on Saturdays now.' Warrick pulled up to the school and got out of the Tahoe grumbling about how stupid he felt because of how he could become unhinged at the very mention of this teenager's name. But then again, she appeared to be getting used to him calling her Red, which she still seemed to hate, therefore he still used.
But they hadn't gotten into a fight in an around two weeks, and that had helped their relationship immensely. He guessed enough for her to call him up and ask for a ride and enough for him to say yes even though he had plans.
As he rounded the corner of the hallway near her classroom, he heard the younger Grissom's voice. "Lily, you need a boyfriend."
'Always butting into other people's busin-' Thoughts ceased in Warrick's mind as he entered the room and saw the most beautiful woman . . . Ever.
Lily felt eyes on her and lifted hers to meet-
"Holy Shit!"
"What?" Kaylenn raised an eyebrow, "Oh you, um, yeah."
Warrick dismissed her, "I'm Warrick Brown."
"I know," Lily took his outstretched hand and had to hold back a gasp as a shock went through her, "I've seen you on TV, Mr. Brown."
"Warrick, and you are?"
"Lily Ace, Kaylenn's forensics teacher."
'Gorgeous and smart.' Warrick looked her up and down; fully aware of what he felt when they had shaken hands. But then his attention turned to Kaylenn, who was packing her stuff up, "You ready?" She nodded her head. "Well, nice meeting you, come on Kaylenn."
Noticing that the two older people had some chemistry, Kaylenn nodded and left quickly, leavingWarrick alone in the room with Lily.
"Um, yeah, Goodbye."
Lily frowned; she was not going to let him leave just yet. She was drawn to him, and the fact that he was gorgeous and moderately famous had little to do with it, there was just something about him. "Warrick?"
The green-eyed man turned to her nervously. Why was he so nervous about being around a gorgeous woman? He was never nervous. "Mmm?"
She wrote something down on a piece of paper and handed it to him. "There's my name, phone number, and address just in case you ever want to get together and talk about the latest in Forensics or something."
"I just might take you up on that." He smiled and turned to leave. He also reminded himself to thank Kaylenn.
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Gil raised his head. "Kaylenn, get the door!" When the doorbell rang again, he rolled out of bed and threw on a pair of track pants and a t-shirt. "Kaylenn!" But it was no use, he was up and he could hear her music.
He left his room and padded to the door and opened it to reveal Declan and Zoë. "Hey Mr. Grissom." Declan said rather chirpily.
Gil let them in and grumbled something about Kaylenn being upstairs. "Thanks Mr. G."
"I'm leaving for work at 8 o'clock," he looked rather crossly at Declan, and both Zoë and Declan got the meaning.
They started toward the guest bathroom, where the stairs were but Zoë popped her head back into the hallway. "By the way, you look really good in that." And then she disappeared.
Gil rolled his eyes, he was too tired to be mad or embarrassed. Then the doorbell rang and he walked over to the door and opened it. "Hey Gil!"
Catherine walked in and gave him a hug, which took him by surprise. "What are you doing here?"
She met his eyes sheepishly and said, "I dunno, just felt like visiting."
"Lindsey's at a friends?"
Catherine laughed as she nodded, "Yeah, how'd you know?"
"Your eyes," he brushed a strand of hair from her face. She looked away. "What?"
"It just feels weird to know someone who always knows what your feeling."
Gil thought about her and his' relationship. "Yeah, I guess it is." He led her into the kitchen, where he opened the fridge. "Beer, soda, milk, Orange Juice, or water?"
Catherine asked him to repeat his question; she had been too distracted by the way his butt looked. Dammit! She had not heard him again. He repeated it again and she asked, "What kind of soda?" She was stalling she knew, but his ass just looked so damn good in those pants.
"Um, coke, Dr. Pepper, and," he moved something, "Cream Soda."
"Mmm . . . I'll take a Cream Soda."
"Ok," he picked up is cell and dialed a number, she shot him a puzzled look, "wait."
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Kaylenn looked up from her guitar as her cell was thrown to her, it was ringing. "Thanks Zo." She picked it up and answered it. "Ello?"
"Kaylenn? What the hell is that?"
The redhead rolled her eyes and reached across her bed and turned down the music a bit. "It's called Atreau, what'cha want bud?"
A smile spread over her face, she knew he hated that name, she could hear it in his voice, "Can you bring down a thing of Cream Soda?"
"Yeppers, be down in a min or two."
"Ok."
There was a click and she hung up. "Do you guys wanna go see a movie or something?"
"I thought we were gonna do that here." Declan asked not peeling his eyes from the massive collection of movies she had.
"I got to go give Gil something and I wanna get out."
Declan and Zoë shrugged and she asked, "Declan, isn't Alex supposed to skate today at that Skate Park?" He nodded. "Then let's go there, there's nothing good on the big screen till November anyways."
"Cool, then lets go."
Kaylenn turned off the stereo and her lights and quickly got a cold case of Cream Soda from the small fridge in the game room.
A few moments later they found Gil making three sandwiches and Catherine laughing. "I mean Warrick was so damn nervous and -" Her eyes caught sight of the trio making their way into the kitchen, she smiled, "Hey Kaylenn, who are your friends?"
"Zoë, Lady Heather's daughter and her foster son, Declan, this is Catherine Willows." She answered as she reached around Gil to grab a piece of cheese of his sandwich. She grinned as he glared at her then proceeded to grab a two cokes and a Dr. Pepper.
"Hey, Ms. Willows." Declan shook her offered hand. "I'm a fan." And with that he walked toward the door, grabbing his coat he left.
"Excuse him, he does that a lot." Zoë smiled at Catherine and said, "My mom told me a lot about you."
Catherine grinned, "Oh, she did, did she?"
"Yeah," then her attention turned to Gil, "thanks Mr. G. and Kay, I'll be outside."
""Hey Gil, that reminds me, we're going to the skate park outside of the city."
"Who's driving and who's going?"
"Zoë, and Alex, whose skating, and Phoebe will be there."
He nodded, "Call me."
"I will," she kissed his cheek and then hugged Catherine. "Have a good night at work." Both CSI's snorted and she smiled, "Ok, at least try to."
She grabbed her stuff and, still juggling the cans of soda, left.
Catherine was trying desperately to stop smiling, "Mr. G.?"
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"Warrick, Nick, hold up!" The duo turned to see Bobby D., head of Ballistics, running up to them. "Do you know where Grissom is?"
"He and Cath just got called out to a scene." Warrick told him.
Bobby snapped his gum and said, "Hodges and I found something."
"Whoa, Hodges found something and he isn't tellin' us himself."
"Ecklie's been hounding him, so he told me to do it," he said to Nick, then pointed towards Ballistics, "come on and look."
When they reached Ballistics, Bobby pointed to a screen where a bullet was being displayed. "Ok, this is the round recovered from head of Rose Andrews. Now you see this," he pointed to a smudge, "it's a partial in motor oil."
"Evidently, our guys works with cars or changed his oil before the shooting," Warrick said, then asked, "anything else?"
Bobby smiled. "Your guy works with cars,"
Nick perked up at that, "What'd you find?"
"After I found the smudge, I took a look at the other bullet and found the same smudge, motor oil. Then Hodges looked over some of the stuff from the first murders and found the oil on the robe and the girl's jeans."
Both Warrick and Nick stared Bobby and then both stepped forward and hugged the gum chewing man. "Thanks!" Warrick said quickly when they released and started out.
Though Bobby's voice rang out and they turned to look at him. "Don't forget this guys." He handed them the paper with the test results and they ran to find Sara.
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Catherine reached down and picked up Kaylenn's CD case. "Why does she keep her CD's here?"
"They're copies for when I let her listen to her kind of music."
The blond shook her head, "Can I play one?" At his nod, she picked one that was named Me, Myself, and Ricker Senior and slid it into the CD player. She smiled as tatseful pop filled the car.
"I like this one." He grinned at her look. "It's not bad and not just noise."
Catherine let out a laugh and asked, "Her birthday is coming up right?"
"Yes."
"What are you guys doing?"
He faced her as he stopped at a red light. "Not much: movies, ice-cream, and a sleepover. You want to come over and help out?"
"Aren't I working?"
"I think I can work something out if you'll come."
She smiled, "Alright, Lindsey loves Kaylenn and would love to see her. Then she can go sleep over at Nancy's."
"Mmm, yeah we'll have lunch and then get everything ready."
"It's a date then."
/I want you here with me/
/Everything yah say, everything yah do/
/Makes me go crazy baby I want you/
/You have turned me on and that's the way it is/
/Nothing could be better than this/
A/N: So, how was it? I know Lady Heather wasn't in it all that much but she'll be back in time.
