A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! I really appreciate it! Well, this was a fun chapter to write. I hope it makes you chuckle or even out right laugh! I hope you enjoy!! Please read and review!!
Chapter Fifteen
Catherine sat at the bar with Andrew, sipping her cocktail. He was handsome, mid forties, dark hair and blue eyes. They were deep into a good flirting session when a man interrupted them.
"HEY! Andrew!!" He pumped Andrews hand furiously. "Long time no see, man! I was wondering if you were here for this thing."
"Yeah, yeah. Good to see you, Tom." Andrew fidgeted nervously. Catherine eyed him suspiciously.
"So, is this the wife? You said you were going to bring her next time." He leaned in closer to Andrews ear, whispering, "She's a looker, Dude!"
"Your married." Catherine said plainly, got up and exited the bar.
"Wait!" Catherine didn't even look back at him. She hated cheaters, always would. She looked at her watch. 11:30pm. Wonder if Gil and Linda are still in the dining room? I was only gone 25 minutes.
As she entered the dining room through a side door, she stopped dead in her tracks at the sight before her. Sara and Gil were standing close. Sara said something to him she couldn't hear, but he smiled at her and they walked towards the exit, hand in hand. What the hell? Were they just kissing? He had Linda last night and now he wants to get with Sara? What is WRONG with men?
Catherine stood there for a moment, wondering what to do. She started after the couple, catching up with them at the elevators. They were no longer holding hands, but standing rather close and exchanging small smiles.
"Hey, guys!" She walked up behind them, placing a hand on each of their shoulders.
"Catherine!" Gil's eyes were wide in surprise. He looked to Sara.
"Weren't you having drinks with someone?" Sara questioned her.
"Yeah. Turns out he's married. I hate cheaters. Don't you, Sara?"
"Um. Of course." She forced a smile at her.
"Gil. You know how women feel about cheaters."
"Uh...ummmm." He stood there with his mouth open.
"I mean, if I knew that someone, say YOU were cheating, I mean - There is NO telling what I would do!"
"Well, it's a good thing I'm not married then. Or a cheater for that matter. Catherine? Are you okay?" Gil was trying to figure out where she was going with this.
"I. Am fine. Super, in fact." She smiled at them as the elevator arrived. "So, how bout we go up to your room, Gil. Break into the bottle of scotch I KNOW you always bring with you, and have a little fun!"
Sara tried to hide her smile, following Gil and Catherine onto the elevator. Gil pressed 5 and stood silently, not knowing quite how to handle the situation at hand. He looked over to Sara, she smiled at him and shrugged her shoulders. They got to floor 5 and headed down the hall to Grissom's room 515. He opened the door then stopped, Catherine bumping into him.
"What the hell, Gil?"
"Uh...give me a second, ok? Just going to make sure everything is...uh...picked up. OK?"
Sara chuckled, knowing he wanted to make sure none of her items were in the room. Catherine just shook her head. "Whatever. Hurry up!"
"Guess the question of boxers or briefs will remain a mystery." Sara stated, eliciting a loud laugh from Catherine.
"Yeah, and if I hadn't shown up, you might have found out."
"What?" Sara stood in shock.
"I saw you two! You were holding hands! Did you kiss him? What are you thinking, Sara!"
"I...was not thinking anything, Catherine. Nothing happened! It's not what you think."
"Yeah, well, it sure looked like SOMETHING to me! I mean, he was with Linda last night, and now he's got YOU on the hook?"
"He does NOT have me on the HOOK, Catherine, you are dead wrong on this."
"He's your supervisor! What are you thinking?"
"Yes, he is my supervisor, and friend. We've been friends a long time. That's all!"
"Fine. If you say so. But don't say I didn't warn you."
Just then, Gil opened the door smiling. "Ok! It's a bit more presentable, you can come in." He looked at Sara's angry face and Catherine's wide eyed stare. "What's going on?"
"Nothing. Just a little girl talk, Gil." Catherine pushed past him, heading over to the table at the far end of the room where he had the scotch.
Sara just shook her head in disbelief, holding her hand up at Gil. "Not now."
"Ooookay."
"So, who wants one?" Catherine said as she poured herself a drink. Sara stared blankly at her and Gil just sat on the edge of the bed watching the two women.
"Uh, I'll have some." Gil got up and took a glass from Catherine. "Sara?"
"Yeah, I could use a drink." She plopped down on the edge of the bed, taking the glass from Grissom. Catherine took a seat in a chair across from Sara and Gil, who now sat beside her on the bed.
"Look, Sara. I'm sorry, about that out there." She sipped at her drink looking from Gil to Sara, who seemed to be avoiding eye contact. "I just got all riled up about Andrew. We ok?"
"Sure." Sara sipped her drink. "Water under the bridge."
Catherine sat for a moment deep in thought. The room was quiet, too quiet!
"So, where's Linda?"
Sara gave her an angry glare.
"I just wondered where she is!"
"She went to her room soon after you left, Catherine." Gil offered the answer to her.
"Oh. Guess not everyone is used to our late hours." She sat looking at the two CSI's sitting comfortably on the bed. "So, another one?" She poured them another large portion of the scotch and sat back sipping her first one.
"So, you ready for your discussion group tomorrow, Sara?" Gil looked at her. She smiled, knowing he was trying to ease the tension between the women in the room.
"Uh, yeah. Should be pretty cut and dry. I'm not worried." She smiled at him.
"Well, I won't ask too many questions." He grinned and nudged her shoulder with his.
She nudged back playfully. "You better not ask ANY questions, Bugman!"
Oh, yeah. The alcohol was settling in fast! Catherine smiled at them. "You two seem to be getting along better these days."
"Uh..." Gil just looked to Sara for an appropriate answer.
"Um, yeah. Well, it's better to try to get along than fight all the time. Don't you agree, Cath?"
"Yeah. I do." She smiled at Sara. "I don't like fighting, Sara. Again. I'm sorry."
"I know. Don't worry about it." She smiled then swallowed down the rest of her drink.
Several drinks, laughs and an hour later, Sara yawned. "I think I've had enough fun for one night. I am going to turn in. She got up and stumbled over to the adjoining room door and began to open it then shut it quickly. She doubled over in laughter. The look of horror on Gil's face made Catherine laugh.
"That! Is NOT the door to the hallway!" Sara laughed and stumbled over to the main door, waved goodbye and left.
Gil sighed heavily and sat back against the headboard of the bed. Catherine just stared at him for a few minutes. He had his eyes closed.
"Why are staring at me, Catherine." He asked with his eyes still closed.
"How'd you? Never mind." She got up and headed towards the door. "I think I'm going to head off now too."
Gil got up to follow her to the door when she stopped next to the adjoining room door and got a huge grin on her face. "Does this go to Sara's room?"
"Uh, ummm. Well, Yeah! I think it might." He tried to act casual about it.
"Uh, huh." She smiled at him.
"What." He stood there staring at her.
"Well, uh, just interesting, that's all."
"Oh. Well, goodnight." He walked to the main door and opened it for her. She stopped right in front of him, too close for his comfort. "Just don't do anything stupid, Gil." And she left.
Gil walked over to the adjoining room door and opened his side to find Sara's open. She was fast asleep in her bed, snoring slightly. He smiled at the sight. He stripped off his pants and shirt, leaving him in his boxers and t-shirt. He climbed in next to her and pulled her close to him, spooning her.
"Mmmm. She finally left, huh?" Sara mumbled.
"Yeah. What did she say to you earlier?" He waited, no response. "Sara. Sara." His reply was a loud snort and her snuggling in closer to his body. He smiled to himself and hugged her tight as sleep overcame his body.
The phone rang loudly at 7am. Gil rolled over and groaned. Only 5 hours of sleep. He reached beside the bed and picked up the receiver to stop the offending noise.
"Hello." He mumbled into the phone.
"Uh...who's this?"
"What?" He sat up and rubbed his eyes, realizing he was in Sara's room. SHIT! He recognized Nick's voice immediately.
"Grissom?"
"Yeah. What do you need Nick?" Maybe if I pretend this is my room he won't ask questions.
"Well, I thought I called Sara's room, Boss."
"Oh. Uh. They must have connected you to the wrong room."
"Oh, yeah, must have. What room is yours? I don't wanna bother you again."
"Uh, 517. Sara's in 515."
"Ok, thanks, Boss. Sorry to wake you."
"Bye, Nick."
Sara sat up and was smiling at him. "What room do I have?"
"I know I told him the opposite. You better hurry up and go into my room and answer the phone. He's about to call you in there."
"Crap." Sara got up and headed into Grissom's room, just as the phone began to ring.
"Hello." She smiled at Gil, who was standing in the door way.
"Hey, Nick! What's up?" "Yeah, I logged it in myself." "Did the DNA match?" "I interviewed the girlfriend and Brass talked to the daughter."
Gil sat down next to her on the bed as she spoke to Nick. He leaned in and wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling her face with his. She slapped at him and mouthed "get out!", pointing at the door. He smiled wickedly at her but got up and stood in the doorway again.
"Right." "Yeah." "Sounds like you guys got it covered, Nick." "Grissom?" "Yeah, but he's been ok this time. I mean, I KNOW he can be boring, but he met an old girlfriend and seemed to loosen up." She grinned at the look of disbelief on his face.
"Hang up!" He whispered.
"Yeah, Linda something or other. Do you know her?"
Gil just stared at her as she continued to get information out of Nick about Linda. He smiled devilishly at her. She raised an eyebrow at him. "Really? Hmm that IS interesting."
Gil began to slowly pull his t-shirt off over his head. Sara just stared at him, wide eyed. He turned around, wiggling his ass at her a little and slowly pulled his boxers down, then yanked them up again and turned, waggling his eyebrows at her.
Sara slapped her hand over her mouth, trying not to laugh out loud. She coughed and then choked when he pulled off his boxers completely, tossing them over his shoulder into her room behind him.
"Uh, Nick! Someone's at the door...I gotta go." She hung up quickly and braced herself on the mattress as Gil made a lunge for her.
"What has gotten into you, Gil Grissom?" Sara laughed out between kisses.
"Just making sure you know you're my one and only." He pulled her tank top off and began to slowly kiss his way down to her breasts.
"Mmmm. Am I?" She teased as Gil ran his hand down under the elastic band of her shorts, letting his finger dip into her folds. "God, gil!"
"I know I am, Sara." He looked into her eyes, smiling. "The evidence is irrefutable."
She smiled at him, pulling him in for a searing kiss.
"Sara! Hey, Sara!" A loud voice and banging was coming from her room door. Sara pushed Gil off of her, grabbing her tank top, yanking it on.
"Shit! That's Catherine at my door!" She ran into her room, closing both doors, then opening them again quickly throwing in the pants and shirt he had discarded the night before in her room.
Gil laughed and laid back on the bed.
Sara took a deep breath, and headed to the door, putting on her best sleepy look. She opened the door to a somewhat irritated Catherine.
"Don't tell me you are JUST getting up!" She pushed past Sara into the room.
"Ok, I won't. Please come in." She stated sarcastically. She stood at the door watching Catherine as she looked around Sara's room. She was standing at the foot of the bed in front of the television. Sara walked over beside the bed and laid out some clothes she had pulled from the closet.
"Just give me 15 minutes and I will join you for breakfast, Cath." That's when Sara noticed Gil's boxers. They were half under the bed right at the corner between her and Catherine. Sara moved over closer to Catherine, trying to be inconspicuous. "Maybe you should go wake up Grissom!"
"That is a good idea, Sara!" Catherine headed for the door and Sara quickly kicked the boxers under the bed. Crisis avoided! All of a sudden Catherine was heading back towards her.
"What are you doing? I, uh, thought you were gonna wake Grissom?"
"Oh, I am!" She smiled mischievously and walked to the adjoining room door and swung it open. Sara stood there hoping she had closed and the other door! "His doors closed." Catherine smiled and tried the knob. It turned and she smiled victoriously as she entered the room.
"CATHERINE! GET OUT!"
"Holy Shit! Gil, I am Soo" she laughed. "So, sorry!" She ran into Sara on her way back into the room.
"What? What are you sorry for?" Sara looked over Cath's shoulder to see a naked Grissom lying on the bed. He was now holding a pillow over his groin to block the view. Catherine slammed the door shut.
"Oh, my God!" Catherine fell onto Sara's bed laughing.
"Well, I guess he's awake." Sara said.
"Yeah, you think?" Catherine couldn't stop laughing. "Poor, Gil! He will probably never look me in the eye again!"
"Most likely." Sara laughed. They chuckled for a few minutes more. Catherine finally settled down, wiping her eyes and blowing her nose. She went into the bathroom to check her makeup. She exited a moment later and walked over to Sara who was sitting on her bed.
"I know this is totally, uh, inappropriate. But, did you see it?" Catherine smiled wickedly.
"What?" Sara sat there with her mouth open.
"Oh, or have you seen it before?" She eyed her suspiciously.
"Catherine, this is NOT something we should be discussing." Sara got up and headed to her room door and opened it. "I will meet you downstairs in a bit."
"Fine. Ignore it if you want. But, uh, just for your information...IMPRESSIVE is all I'm gonna say." She smiled and exited Sara's room laughing to herself.
Sara shut the door and smiled to herself. "Well, that's one thing we agree on!"