Catherine's been awake for a while, about two hours actually, she was happy that her sister lied and left for New York later, AND took lindsay with her, because she didn't know if she could explain this. Her thoughts were nothing but flashbacks of what happened hours ago, and everything that see saw played back about a hundred times. The only thought she had was, "how could he have tried doing that to me?" The thoughts didn't stop and tears kept rolling down her cheeks finally hitting warricks arm. Out of everything that Warrick was dreaming/nightmare about that should have woken him up, only the feel of something wet on his arm woke him up. It was Catherine she was crying. He picked his head up slightly to look over her hair to see her face, she indeed was crying, and she was wide awake. Something felt weird though, he could feel his arm, then he realized that she had been laying on his arm for a few hours, so it was asleep. So with his other arm, he picked her up, catching her by surprise, she turned her head slowely, to see warrick lifting her.

"Sorry my arm's asleep."

"Oh I'm sorry." She was if she knew she would have moved.

"There thats better," he said now that they were both sitting up straight looking at one and other. He looked into her eyes, and didn't see the strong Catherine that she was, he saw fear, and sadness.

"Cath.." He said pulling her towards her. Knowing that he had done the stupidest thing ever hours ago, he let a tear roll down his face.

"Warrick, I was so scared, I really thought you were going to do it." She cried.

"I'm so sorry cath..I don't know what I was ... I'm stupid." He chocked, she didn't say anything, because it was true he was acting stupid, he admits it too. He held her tight and close, and he didn't want to let go, but he did. He stood up taking her hand, she stood up as well, she was shaking but that was understandable. She also looked increably tired, like all energy was drained from her body. So he led her to her bed and sat her down.

"Cath maybe we should talk, about anything or everything at that, we just need to, and no lying and no ignoring. please."

"Okay."

"First off that was too easy, you were so against talking and now you say okay?"

"Yeah, well I'll do anything to advoid what happened earlier, anything."

"Catherine I could handle everything, you not talking to me without lindsay here, much less even looking at me, these damn cases with victims that could fit your description, thinkin that your hurt. Knowing Lindsay could be one of these kid victims. My old friends going crazy, and crazy ex-wife on my case constantly. I couldn't handle it Catherine, I needed someone to talk to."

"Maybe you need to see the shrink at the lab---"

"All I need is to know that I can talk to you."

"You can talk to me Warrick, but things that have to do with your job, and affect your job, you need to talk to someone that is a professional in that area."

"Yeah let me just walk into the lab tomorrow, walk straight into Ecklie's office tell him that I need to see the lab's shrink because I love Catherine, and am going crazy thinkin that her or her daughter are victims in my cases." "That came out a little stronger than I expected."

"If that's what it takes then yes. I don't want you to ruin your cases, or goin crazy agian, or I might go crazy."

"So you really mean that you would want me to walk in there and say that?"

"Not exactly like that, you only have to tell the shrink that, if Ecklie pushes, go crazy on him and he won't object to your wanting to talk to a shrink."

There was humor in her voice, which made him feel better. But now all he wants to hear is I love you too again. That would make him feel much better.

"Did you mean what you said Cath?"

"What?"

"Did you really mean that you love me?" He didn't like what he saw, her face got a little solemn, and she got off of the bed, and paced a few times from the bed to her dresser, without a word. She kept rubbing her fingers along her forehead, every now and then pushing her hands through her hair. She finally stopped pacing and walked back over to warrick and grabbed his hands.

sigh "Yes, I did mean it." He looked in her eyes and knew she wasn't just saying that, he knew she meant it. She sat down next to him on the bed with his hands still in hers, they didn't for one second break eye contact. After everything that happend it was like nothing did, not warrick getting married, not the first fight they had before his divorce, not the fantasy talk, and not the suicidal attempt. The gaze they had wiped away all that wronged them, and pulled them into a world of hope, hope for happiness, hope for love, hope for life. She pulled his hands a little closer to her body, which cause his whole body to move forward, but not once did they look away, they were in a trance, not to be broken until...