The next day Catherine was stronger then she was before... well at least she could grasp a glass of water. She wanted to know what was wrong with her but at the same time she dreaded the ride to her doctors which on a friday would probally be about an hour. An hour of silence hopefully. But no such luck, being alone in a car with Catherine for an hour after not talking about what happend the other night, and then sitting in silence.. yeah not gonna happem.
"Can we talk about the other night?" Warrick asked in a very calm and reasonable voice that Catherine didn't even know if she could say no.
"What's there to talk about?"
"I don't know but can we talk?"
"what ever."
"Okay I'm going to take that as a yes." He looked over at her and continued, "I am sorry that I was being a rude, self centered asshole, but really Catherine the next day the divorce was going to be finalized. Yes I was vunerable and whatever I was, that doesn't change my feelings for you. I should have just taken your no and not have made a big deal of it, so now you're probally not interested and I understand okay?"
"Cath..?" She didn't say anything for nearly five minutes and still didn't say anything. "Are you going to say anything?"
"Should I have to?" She asked looking down at her lap.
"What?"
"When I told you that I had feelings for you, you didn't say anything, so what gives you the privelage to get a reply?" She said not taking her focus off of her lap.
Defeat. Warrick knew it, she was right he didn't say anything to her, he just looked at her. But the least she could do was look at him. He didn't need to see her face, all he had to do was acknowledge the tear he saw drop. His heart offically broke...
Please review or I am going to have warrick kill himself in front of Catherine.