A/N: I found the chapter so difficult, so I hope people enjoy it, but feel free to tell me if its utter crap. Anyway, thanks for the feedback for the last chapter.

Chapter Two

I take a step back.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Coherent thought is difficult right now, and already I'm regretting pulling away, but I'm too confused for anything right now
I get out of her office as quick I can and almost run to the locker room.
I rummage around in my locker to find the packet of cigarettes I only smoke when I can't think of anything else that'll help.
I take the whole packet and shove them and a lighter into my jacket pocket.
Then I leave the locker room, slip out the back door and light up.Why did I ever give up smoking?
At least I can think in peace. No one ever comes out here.
I lean against the wall.
Christ, I was so angry with her earlier, and I hate being angry, but now I'd do anything to get that anger back if it meant I wasn't confused.
Obviously I was attracted to her before, but I can't get over how happy I felt when she kissed me.
How right it felt.
Someone takes the cigarette out of my hand and I'm about to snap at them when I realise who it is.
Catherine is standing beside me, smoking my cigarette, looking as confused as I feel.

I can't help but smile.
"I thought you quit."
She smiles back at me.
"I thought you quit."
She finishes it and drops it in the grass, then turns to face me.
"I'm sorry."
"What for?"
She sighs.
"For winding you up, for pretending I didn't know why you were angry, for…kissing you."
"I accept your apology for the first two things, and I apologise for being so childish and winding you up, but don't apologise for kissing me. I'm kind of wishing I didn't pull away now."
She raises her eyebrow.
"So why did you run away then?"
"Why did you kiss me?"
"It felt like the right thing to do at the time. If you liked it, why did you run off?"
"It was a little unexpected to say the least."
"You still haven't answered my question."
I lean back against the wall and take a deep breath.
"Because it was you. You kissing me. We barely tolerate each other Catherine, let alone-"
Let alone what? I haven't stopped to think what it means.
"Let alone…?"
"I don't know."
She laughs mirthlessly.
"Me either. I was hoping you knew."

I take a moment while she isn't looking at me to study her.
She looks confused as hell, but still really hot.
I think I have an idea.
"Catherine?"

She turns to face me and before she can say anything, I pull her towards me and press my lips to hers.
God it feels so right.
Her lips are soft and warm and I can't help but moan as she gently bites my bottom lip, wanting more access to my mouth, which I allow her.
I pull her closer to me, and use my height advantage to deepen the kiss.
I think I'm going to collapse when she moans into my mouth, but the need to breathe is becoming an issue, so I pull back.

I meet her gaze which is a mistake, as she looks absolutely stunning right now, and it makes me want to kiss her again.
She gives me a faint smile, which I return.
"I'm sorry, but I couldn't help it. I thought maybe it would help, but now I'm more confused."
Her smile returns for a second.
"You aren't the only one. But like you said to me, don't apologise for kissing me. That was amazing."
"It was, wasn't it?"
"Maybe we should talk properly?"

Suddenly I feel nervous. What am I supposed to say to her?
Sorry, I like kissing you, but I don't actually like you as a person.
But do I really dislike her?
I know I get pissed off with her a lot, and I feel like I dislike her, but I'm not sure I do.
Like now for instance, all I want to do now if give her a hug and make her feel less uncomfortable.
She's shifting her weight from one foot to the other, looking at the floor, her expression nervous.
I reach out and wrap my arms around her.
At first she tenses up, but then she relaxes into me and wraps her arms round my waist.

"So when should we have this talk you suggested?"
She hugs me tighter.
"My place after shift? Nancy's taking Lindsay to school for me."
"Sounds fine to me."
Her pager beeps then, and she pulls away.

"Sorry, it's Grissom, I've got to go."
I nod, and we both stand in awkward silence for a moment.
"So, see you later then?"
I nod, not really knowing what to say.
She's about to go back into the lab, when she turns round, pulls me closer and kisses me quickly, before walking off again.

I can't believe the effect she has on me. That one chaste kiss has my hormones raging again.
I light another cigarette up and try to comprehend everything that's happened in the last half an hour.
I went from being furious at her, to wanting her, to…caring about her?
That's definitely new.
I've never really cared about her as a person before.
Obviously when Delhomme was perving on her, I was worried, but I'd worry about any of my colleagues if I thought they were at risk from a suspect.
I don't know, maybe I always cared about her, but because she pissed me off so much of the time, I never noticed it.
So much has happened; it's just difficult to get my head around it.
Maybe talking to her later will make things clearer.

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