Disclaimer: I don't own any of CSI but I do own the names that are not familiar and the poem(s) later in the story.
Spoilers: Some for Season 6 in future or present chapters.
Summary: Grissom gives Catherine a quick lecture.
"Pregnant?" Catherine's mother, Lily asked.
"Yea. Why? Can I not get pregnant?" Catherine asked.
"I was just asking." There was a small pause. Catherine knew that there was something that her mother was hesitating to ask.
"What?" Catherine asked taking a sip of her water.
Lily leaned in "Dose your father know?" she whispered.
Catherine copied her mother so that their faces were about a foot apart, "Why are you whispering Mom?"
"Well you know that Grissom doesn't like him and you two don't have the strongest father daughter relationship."
"So they'll get over it. They have to. I mean they will won't they?"
"Yes they will. Because both Gil and Sam love you and they would do anything for you."
Catherine smiled at her mother's words. "Thank you Mom." Catherine got up and put her glass in the sink.
"So the baby will be due in August. Gil is going to finally move in after being married for 5 moths and I fell sick. Life just gets better and better."
Lily laughed at her daughter's sarcasm. She loved Catherine but sometimes they both did stupid things.
The baby would be due in August, in the moth of Grissom's birthday. Catherine had nine long, beautiful, exhausting, and frustrating months to go.
"A baby." Catherine thought on the couch. "A baby with Grissom."
Catherine laughed at the thoughts of Grissom playing with their child. "Grissom a dad! Can't wait to see this!"
Sorry for the delay. Hope you like this chapter I know its short.
