Oh my god! Two uploads in one day! *faints from shock*

A week had passed since Catherine and Lindsey had returned home from Paris. With the exception of the court appearance, Catherine's return to work had been relatively quiet, a fact she cursed as it gave her more time to mull over the events of the last day in Paris and the kisses she'd shared with Gil before promptly jumping on a plane and out of his life. She'd tried her best to rationalise the situation in her mind; it was impossible for it to work between them, her life was in Vegas, his in Paris now. But no matter how often she reminded herself of these facts, it didn't remove the dull ache in her chest, or make the bittersweet memories hurt any less.

Catherine sighed deeply and closed her eyes, tossing her glasses onto the open file that lay on her desk and pinched the bridge of her nose lightly, willing away the headache she could feel building.

A soft knock on the door forced her eyes upward, landing on the grinning face of Greg Sanders. She offered him a small smile in return as he crossed the room and flopped down in the chair across from her.

"Hey there boss lady."

"Greg. Do you not have any work to do?" His grin widened as he leant forward and dropped a folder she hadn't even realised he'd been holding onto her desk.

"Nope. Just wrapped up my case." There was a beat of silence before he continued. "So, how was your vacation?"

Catherine eyed him warily. "You already asked me that Greg, the day after I got back."

"I know." She stared at him for a few moments before rolling her eyes slightly, slipping her glasses back on and turning her attention to the folder he'd put on her desk.

"Was there anything else you wanted?" she asked, not looking up.

"So, how was Grissom?"

Her head snapped up and she gaped at him, her eyes going wide.

"What?" He grinned again.

"A little bird told me you bumped into a certain ex-supervisor while you were in Paris." Catherine regained enough composure to close her mouth, but didn't answer.

"Lindsey," she mumbled, and Greg's grin grew.

"My source also informed me that there was a little mix up as to the aforementioned ex-supervisor's marital status." Catherine sighed and nodded. A triumphant expression covered Greg's features. "I'd suspected as much. There were a few things that didn't add up about the whole thing." The strawberry blonde shot him a curious look but he offered no further explanation.

"I just have one question."

Catherine sighed once more and leaned back in her chair. "What is it Greg?"

His mouth twisted into a smirk. "Why the hell are you here in Vegas instead of in Paris with your Bugman?" Off his supervisor's blank look Greg rolled his eyes. "Cath, Ray Charles could see how crushed you were when you found out about Griss and Sara. You're in love with him." She moved to protest but he held up a hand, silencing her. "And he obviously feels the same, otherwise he wouldn't have kissed you. Now he's available and you're doing nothing about it! Are you insane or just determined to stay miserable?"

Catherine's eyes narrowed, so Greg backtracked a little. "We talked about it and we all agree. You haven't been the same since he left. You deserve to be happy."

Her eyebrows shot up. "We?"

Greg nodded. "Me, Nick, Doc, David, Wendy, Brass, Hodges, Linds and your mom."

"What is this? A conspiracy?"

Greg grinned. "More like an intervention. Come on Cath, you've got nothing to lose. Call him. I'll give you some privacy." He winked and bounded out of the office, pulling the door to as he went.

Catherine sighed and picked up the phone, putting the receiver to her ear and dialling Gil's number in Paris before she could change her mind. However, instead of ringing or a busy tone, all she could hear was a woman speaking French:

"Ce numero ne fonctionne pas. Veuillez essayer encore."

Catherine didn't understand much of the language, but she had a pretty good idea the woman was telling her the number was no longer in service. She sighed loudly and dropped the phone back into place before resting her head in her hands. She bit back a groan of frustration as she heard the door to her office swing open.

*evil laugh*
Lily
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