Behind The Scenes
By: supercsi4
Chapter 2 - Weeping Willows
SARA:
Catherine and I have warmed up to each other quite a bit since the first day we met. Yeah, we have had our arguments, who hasn't? She has this amazing ability to read people, which is why I worry about her finding out about Grissom and me more then anyone else. Today right in the middle of examining the evidence she said she had to go pick up Lindsay. I used to get angry about her cutting out early, but I realized that her daughter is, I guess, a good reason to have to leave work.
More Catherine drama for Grissom to deal with today. I tried to stay out of it and just sat back on his couch at his place later that evening, and let him complain all he wanted. Lord knows that he has sat thru countless hours of my complaining. He is so hot when he gets mad. It had always turned me on. I realized how passionate of a man he was, ever since that night I wiped the chalk from his cheek radiating with anger and frustration. I can control myself much better now because I know that once he calms down, he is going to take me to his bed and pour all that passion into me.
GRISSOM:
Catherine and I are complete opposites, as opposed to Sara and I who are scarily similar. Catherine was there for my surgery and is always there to calm me down after a rough case or check on me when I go home with a migraine. Now that her daughter is growing up, she has become Catherine's top priority and problem. Catherine knows more about me then anyone else and knows how to get into my head and find things out about me a way that no one else can. That is why I think she will find out about Sara and me before anyone else. I'm scared that she will pry it out of me one way or another.
I was so pissed off at Catherine for bringing her personal life into the lab. How ironic it is that I have to preach to her about her personal life spilling over into the lab while mine is secretly walking the halls of the lab and working along side of us. Later on that evening, I was able to let out all my frustration to compassionate ears that would sit and listen to me talk for hours and never say a word. How wonderful it is to come home to someone I care so deeply about and to know that she is there for me to lean on and I am also there for her.