The second in a series based on lines from Fall Out Boy Songs.

Special thanks to icecharmz for reviewing my stories!

Author's Note: Each main character will have a chapter based on a line. I have chosen to write everything in first person…we'll see how it turns out.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nothing at all. I just like to pretend I do.

Spoilers: Possibly.

Pairings: Catherine & Warrick, suggested pairings Catherine & Grissom, Nick & Sara

Reviews are greatly appreciated.

Catherine

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"I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me."

'Dance, Dance'

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I'll be honest: I don't have a great track record as far as relationships go. I'm sure if I ever went to a therapist, he'd tell me that my failed love life can be blamed on the fact that I never had an example of a stable relationship when I was a child.

Bull.

I take responsibility for my mistakes. Eddie…well, I loved Eddie. I did. But our marriage was a train wreck from day one. The only times we were happy were when we were either drunk or high. But every high wears off eventually.

The only good thing to come out of that marriage was Lindsay. Goodness, I love her so much. I can't imagine life without her. Eddie loved her too. He may have been a crappy excuse for a husband, but he treated her like she was the world.

Sometimes I still miss Eddie. I mean, the way he died was so…It was so sudden. Unexpected. I never had a chance to say goodbye. To this day a part of me still loves him. But an even bigger part of me could never forgive him for hitting me and for cheating on me.

Ya know, people always assume that I must have a spectacular dating life. But I don't. I mean, sure, I go out occasionally, but nothing ever progresses past dinner and a movie. Since Ed and I got divorced, I've only been in one serious relationship, and that was with Chris. Chris was…well, he was gorgeous. Owned a night club. I thought he was a great guy….until I walked in on him screwing some bimbo in his office.

Then there was Adam Novak, but I never dated him. He was just a drunken mistake. Luckily I wasn't quite drunk enough to actually go home with him.

Sadly, the longest relationship I've been in has been with Gil. And that isn't romantic at all. At one time I was in love with him to him. I guess I still am. But we've been best friends for so long… Besides, he's a lone wolf. I won't go as far as to say that Gil is 'emotionally stunted' as Sara puts it, but he has never shown signs of developing real feelings for anyone. He's too closed off...too guarded. At one time, I thought maybe he had feelings for me, but I guess I was wrong. No surprise there.

Gil isn't the only eligible bachelor in the crime lab. There's Nicky, who makes himself out to be a playboy. I know he isn't, but hey. Who am I to tarnish his reputation? Nick and I flirt like crazy, but I know better than to fall for him. He's a proper gentleman, born and bred in Texas. He's too good for me.

Not that I think I'm the scum of the earth or anything. It's just that there is something so pure about Nick. Yeah, he dated a prostitute…but even that doesn't change the fact that he is a good ole boy. He deserves a wife who will be content to stay at home raising their ten children, not a middle-aged former stripper with a teenage daughter.

Greg is always more than willing to take me out for dinner. On more than one occasion, I've been tempted to accept. He's a great guy, but he is thirteen years younger than me. That is a heck of a lot of age difference. But he's still good to flirt and trade some loaded innuendo with.

Then there's Warrick.

Warrick and I come from similar worlds. We both grew up in Vegas. We've experienced the seedier side of this town firsthand. We understand each other.

He is incredibly handsome. I noticed that the moment we met. I was instantly attracted to him, and from the way he looked at me, I could tell he liked what he saw.

We were friends for several years before anything happened. Then one morning after work, my Tahoe wouldn't start. He offered to take me home. I accepted.

Then I invited him inside for a drink. Since we didn't have to work the next night, we had a few beers. And since Lindsay was already at school, I offered to let him crash on the couch so he wouldn't have to drive home.

Needless to say, he didn't spend the night on the couch. He spent it with me.

We've been sleeping together for nearly a year. He says he loves me, and I believe him. I say I'm in love with him, but deep down I'm not sure if I'm lying or not.

I wasn't looking to get involved in another relationship. I suck at relationships. To be completely honest, all I wanted was sex on a regular basis. Well, I certainly got that. Not that I'm complaining…he is an amazing lover. The chemistry between us is undeniable.

The problem is that I'm afraid to fall for him completely, because I'm afraid if I do, everything will come crashing down around me. But he doesn't worry about that. He says we have a future together. I'm not sure about that yet, but I'm not going to kick him out of bed while I try to sort my feelings out.

So every time he tells me he loves me, I say I love him too. Maybe one day I'll know if I mean it or not.