Thanks to everyone who reviewed so far. I got this idea from watching "Bite Me" and I couldn't get the idea out of my head. I know that others have written on the same topic, but I hope that you will indulge me on this idea. Mine is more a PG-13 rating, I love the idea of a romance where a strong friendship was started first. And I think Catherine has a great friendship with Jim, so let's see how it plays out. I'm going to go back and forth between them to see what's going on inside their head.

Just so that you know, CSI is not my idea, it's CBS and I don't try to pretend otherwise.

Jim walked to the front desk after talking to Catherine. He knew all the travel brochures would show places where the tourists go, but that really wasn't his style. He never went to amusement parks or any of those tourist traps, too crowded. You'd find him at the county fair, funnel cake in hand. He figured that the best place to go find out where the good restaurants are were from the bellboys. The guy who took the bags to their suite spoke decent enough English, he'd find him first.

The lady at the front desk smiled at Jim warmly. "How may I help you sir?"

"My bellhop, I can't remember his name…"

"Mateo?"

"Yes, that's it. Where could I find him at?"

"Just one moment, I will page him for you." The lady turned to the phone, and within a few minutes, Mateo was there, giving Jim directions to a little restaurant not too far from the resort.

"Am I going to need reservations?" Jim wanted to do this right.

"Senor, I will call the hostess myself. She is a friend of mine, I am sure she will get you a good table," Mateo replied. "Is seven a good time for you?"

"That will be fine. You're a good man Mateo."

"I am here to serve you Senor Brass. Do not hesitate to call on me again."

Jim walked towards his room. There will be plenty of time to get ready, but first he needed to lie down. The plane ride was a bumpy one and he still wasn't used to being up this early in the day. As he opened the door to the suite he marveled at the room. The 2 bedroom suite was very spacious, the vaulted ceilings and bay windows made the place seem airy and homelike. The clay tile was cool on his feet and he walked to his room. In the bedroom a queen size bed greet him with a quilted bedspread, more pillows than he would ever use and the biggest ceiling fan he had ever seen.

Not even bothering to strip down, he fell into the bed. A nap was definitely what he needed. He was sure that Catherine would be coming back from the sun soon enough to get ready for the night. He could tell her the arrangements then. As he lay there he thought of her.

Catherine. If there was anyone else besides himself needing a vacation, it was Cath. The tough talking CSI in a matter of a year was a shadow of her former self. After her abduction and Sam's murder, she slowly faded into the woodwork of the LVPD. He didn't know the last time she had a good night's sleep, the bags under her eyes told that story very well. Gone was the sass he looked forward to while working on cases. The last time she smiled was when she told him of the dwarf at the movie studio that proposed to lick her thighs. While she was telling it, she could barely keep her giggles in check. It took years off her face to see her laugh like that. And as quickly as it was there, it vanished.

Jim knew why he asked her to come on this vacation. It finally broke when Warrick was accused of murdering that stripper. Jim found her in the locker room after the questioning, looking off into space. She was holding her CSI vest, and suddenly Jim had a flashback of Sara. That same look was in her eyes, and that time he did nothing. Sara was like a daughter to him. When she left, it was like losing Ellie all over again. Seeing that same gaze in Cath's eyes jolted him awake. Sara was like family, but Cath was one of the best friends he had. She was one of the few women that he could feel at ease with. If she left…..no! If he could do anything to stop it he would.

Archie helped him with the tickets. He swore the lab tech to secrecy, and knew he could count on him for it. When he gave her the boarding pass, the look on Cath's face was priceless. He knew he made the right decision. They were going to have a great time, let off some steam and get some well deserved rest.

"So much for any kind of nap," Jim looked at his watch. 5:30 and no Cath.

He quickly jotted down a note and put it on the counter by the front door. He then went to his bathroom to get cleaned up. Jim wasn't a frilly guy in the least and where he did his business didn't have to be fancy to get the job done, however the bathroom adjoining his room was awesome. The extra large Jacuzzi was surrounded by a large window made of glass block. The shower was done up in mosaic tile and the floor was heated. Just this once, Brass was going to take his time getting ready. Turning on the water to the Jacuzzi, he started to get undressed. His shoulder still pained him, especially when the weather changed. A part of being old. Looking at himself in the mirror, he noticed every gray hair that was left on his head.

"Still looking good Brass," he said to himself.

The tub filled up quickly, and it wasn't long for Jim to enjoy the jets of the spa against his sore muscles. The day wasn't even close to being done, and Jim was looking forward to every minute.