Chapter Four- Does She Have Any Idea?
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"WHAT!" Grissom yelled at Catherine, whirling tostare at her. The car swerved to one side and Catherine's head hit the side of the car.
"Mom!" Lindsay cried, being jerked awake and seeing her mom's head slam against the car window.
"Catherine!" Grissom exclaimed just as worried. He reached over to have her slap his hand away.
"I'm fine." She said forcefully. "Just a little bump." She turned back to check on her daughter. "You okay squirt?" Getting a nod from Lindsay.
"I'm so sorry Catherine.' Grissom said frantically.
Catherine turned to smile at him. "It's okay Grissom. I probably dropped the bomb shell on you a little too fast. We can talk about this later." She reasoned, just as softly.
Grissom nodded. The rest of the drive went by in silence. Grissom parked the car in front of Catherine's house. She paused for a moment before getting out. Grissom got out of the car to help the two girls with their suitcases. Lindsay ran into the house and went straight into her room to check on her teddy bears.
"She doesn't want to move does she?" he asked Catherine as they made their way into the living room.
Catherine sat down. "Coffee?' she asked. Grissom shook his head. "No hope of you changing the subject is there?"
Grissom smiled. "No, you should know that by now."
Catherine sat down across from him. "I think I should give Ed another chance. He's changed. He works for a producing company. He's got a nice place; he's put together and he's treating me a lot better." She said softly. "I don't know what's gotten into me. Before this I would've never even considered seeing him, but now, it's like he's the same guy I met when we first met."
Grissom shook his head. "I think he's bluffing." He said matter-of-factly.
Catherine shook her head. "The Eddie I knew wouldn't be able to keep his temper in control for more than a few minutes. This guy was different." She said.
Grissom gazed at her, wishing she would see what he was feeling, but keeping a close eye on his own reactions. "Lindsay doesn't want to move." He pointed out.
Catherine sighed. "I didn't get to finish my sentence." She said. "It's only for the summer when Lindsay's out of school."
Grissom breathed a sigh of relief. Then visibly brought himself back together. "Well I guess that's alright. But how is the lab gonna run without the redhead bossing people around?" he teased.
She slapped him on the arm. "You guys will just have to live without the redhead for a month or two." She retorted playing along.
Grissom got up to go to work. "Well when you guys leaving?"
Catherine shrugged. "In a few weeks, enough for me to get some money out of the bank and get my vacation situated then we'll go." She said. "Not to mention I don't want to leave any cases open before I leave again."
Grissom suddenly went and wrapped her in a hug. "I've missed you." He said softly and then walked out rather quickly.
Catherine was a little surprised. "Grissom." She called after him. He turned for a moment. "I missed you too." She said smiling. He waved and walked out. She sat down on the couch and closed her eyes. Her feelings for Ed were still strong, but something made her heart beat faster when she was close to Grissom. I'm losing my mind. She thought, making her way upstairs to check on Lindsay.
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Grissom was observing his bug collection in his office, as Sara was paying off every other member of the squad. "Okay. All or nothing you guys." She said. "They get married."
Nick scoffed. "Psh…don't you think you've lost enough money for one day?" he said, grinning widely.
Sara slapped him on the arm. "Woman's intuition." She said stubbornly.
Warrick shrugged. "It's your cash." He pointed out.
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The next few weeks passed by quickly. Too quickly for Grissom. It was time for Catherine and Lindsay to fly back to Miami. Grissom picked them up at their house and Lindsay ran out to meet him.
"Hey Butterfly." He called to her as she opened the passenger seat and dove in.
"Hi Uncle Gil." She said cheerfully. "Mommy's inside still packing."
Grissom smiled. "Let's go in and help her." He suggested, getting out of the car and then opening the door for Lindsay and helping her out of the car.
"Uncle Gil, Daddy said last night that when I get back to Miami, he would take Mommy and I out to the beach and we would go fishing." She said happily, running back toward the house.
Grissom didn't share her enthusiasm. He was busy wondering why Eddie would suddenly come back into their lives again after years of separation. He didn't like it. He and Eddie never got along, sometimes Grissom wondered if Eddie knew Grissom's feelings for the strawberry blonde they both had their eye set on. He snapped back into reality when Lindsay tugged at his hand. He quickly composed himself and followed her into the house.
Catherine was busy throwing and shoving things into an oversized suitcase. A hair curler was lying on the floor and hangers were everywhere. Not noticing a thing, She flung something at the door when she flung her coat into the suitcase, which Grissom narrowly dodged. He picked it up. It was her cell phone.
Catherine was now scrambling around muttering her breath. Lindsay crawled onto the bed and faced her mother. "Mom, is something wrong?' she asked curiously.
"No honey, I just can't find my cell." Catherine replied forcing a smile. She opened up her suitcase again and started digging through it.
"You mean this?" Grissom questioned from the doorway, holding up the phone.
Catherine reached over and grabbed it from him. "Where did you find that?" she asked, rezipping up her suitcase and heaving it onto the floor.
Grissom shrugged. "You flung it at me." He said simply. He smiled at her, getting an annoyed glance in return.
Lindsay hopped of the bed. "Ready to go?" she asked looking at both Grissom and Catherine.
Catherine reached down to ruffle her daughter's hair. "Yeah." She said just as Grissom thought. No.
He sighed softly as he led the girls to the car and put the suitcases in the trunk. Catherine slid into the front seat beside him and he found himself half staring at her the whole time. She was something else. Her story never ceased to amaze him and how she got her life together after Eddie. Maybe Nick was right. She was big girl and she would get through it. She had once, but something was nagging at Grissom. Something told him this would end a lot worse than the first time around.
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It was raining when they reached the airport. Grissom decided to go with them into check-in and security check. Catherine had her gun at her waist. She almost always carried it except in court and in her home. The alarm went off. She groaned as she handed the gun to the security guard.
"I work for the CSI." She said plainly and visibly annoyed.
"You can't carry it as a passenger on the plane." He said to her, void of any emotion.
Catherine was getting frustrated. "Look, there are people who don't like me because of my job and I need it for protection."
"She's right. She needs one to keep her and her daughter safe." Grissom put in.
Lindsay was yawning. She didn't understand all the fuss over her mother's gun. Her mother always had but never shot it. To Lindsay's knowledge that was.
The security guard shook his head. "I'm sorry but you can't carry it with you." He said again.
Catherine stomped her foot. "Then tell me where the hell do I put it?" she demanded.
"Not my problem." The security guard said.
Catherine groaned loudly, muttering some very foul language under her breath.
Grissom took the gun. "I'll take it back to the lab and put it in my office." He offered.
Catherine nodded. "I guess that's my only choice. I don't have time to go home and lock it up in my bedroom." She said softly, her temper diminishing rapidly.
"Boarding call for flight 598. Destination Miami." A robotic voice said over the intercom.
Catherine took a breath. "That's our flight." She said softly, turning to face Grissom.
Lindsay grabbed her mother's hand and reached up to hug Grissom. "Bye Uncle Gil, promise I'll e-mail." She said smiling.
Grissom smiled. "Bye Butterfly. You better or else I'll have to hunt you down." He teased, patting her head.
Catherine looked at him with a grateful look in her blue eyes. "Hey Gil. Thanks a lot for everything you've done for us. Giving us rides and looking after my house and everything." She thanked sincerely.
Grissom reached over and pulled her into a tight hug. "Catherine come back to me safely." He whispered in her ear, stroking her strawberry blonde hair.
Catherine was taken back. She wrapped her arms around him. "You bet I will." She murmured, patting his back gently.
When they separated, Catherine reached for Grissom's hand and gave it a squeeze. "Don't scare Greg too bad when I'm away." She said with a smile.
Grissom returned her smile with such soft eyes in his brown eyes, Catherine's heart skipped at beat. She thought she caught a light of adoration in them, but she reasoned that it was just a trick of light. She gave his hand a final squeeze, before taking Lindsay's hand and leading her onto the plane.
Grissom watched them leave with a forlorn look in his eyes. Lindsay was the light of his heart and Catherine was his heart. He didn't want them to go. He hated good-byes. He stood their even after they were long gone, wondering why he didn't have the courage to tell Catherine was he was feeling. Does she have any idea? He wondered as he turned away, a tear trickling down his cheek.
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