"Katrina, Greg," Wendy's voice broke into Katrina's dream making her open her eyes, "time to get up."
"I don't want to," Katrina said cuddling closer to Greg's chest.
Wendy laughed, "Too bad, Grissom just called me…then Hodges."
"What time is it?" Katrina looked over at the night stand it read: 3 A.M.
"Yeah, I know," Wendy sighed, "Get dressed he wants us all there now."
"Okay," Katrina muttered as Wendy left the room shutting the door. She wiggled in Greg's arms getting closer to his boyish face, she kissed his lips and he moaned whispering her name. She kissed him again, and then his chin, neck, finally giving him a love bite waking him up.
"Why?" Greg muttered.
"We have to go to work," Katrina smiled as Greg looked at her, "Good dream?"
"Nothing compared to the real thing," Greg kissed her head and rolled out of bed pulling the rest of his clothes on.
Katrina got up as well putting on jeans, a red T-shirt, a black jacket, and high tops. She slipped her cell phone in her pocket and walked out of the bedroom, Greg following right behind.
Wendy froze staring at her, she opened her purse and quickly pulled out her cover up.
"What?" Katrina asked then remembered the marks on her neck from Greg earlier, "Oh, right."
Wendy covered them up perfectly, "There, now let's go."
In the elevator Katrina leaned in Greg's arms closing her eyes trying to catch a three minute nap in the elevator unaware of what ran through Greg's head.
Greg, you knew from the start she was too good for you. You should've never let her take you into the locker room; you should've turned her down. She's only going to hurt you. Greg sighed taking a deep breath thinking that his thoughts were probably right, but for right now he wanted nothing more than to be at least fooled…it was enough to know that maybe she did care about him.
"Let's go Kat, we've got to take my car to the lab," Wendy smiled, "You can sleep on the way."
Katrina nodded and took Greg's hand as the four walked to Wendy's blue Intrepid. Wendy and Greg kissed each other knowing that they might be able to do it again for awhile, "I love you, Wendy."
"I love you too, David," Wendy kissed him again before crawling into the driver's side of her car, Hodges walking in the other direction towards his and Greg's ride to work.
"I'll see you at work, Katrina," Greg said turning to walk away.
"Greg," Katrina said, but he was already too far away. Did I do something wrong? Why's he all of a sudden mad at me.
)()()()(
Katrina has tried every free minute she had with Greg trying to figure out what was wrong, but he wouldn't say anything…it was making her feel uneasy. Once again they were alone and Katrina tried again, "Greg, what's wrong?"
"Nothing," He mumbled trying to concentrate on what he was doing.
"Please, tell me," Katrina whispered.
Greg looked at her and smiled with no life behind his eyes, "I'm fine."
Katrina was going to say something again, but Nick walked in and looked at Greg, "Hey, G, I need to talk to you."
Greg's face went pale, but he nodded and followed Nick out of the lab leaving Katrina alone with her thoughts. She felt tears trying to escape her eyes as she thought of Greg being mad at her; something was wrong and it was her fault. She had to apologize to Greg for whatever it was she did…even if she didn't know what she said.
"Hey, Kit-Kat," Katrina looked up at her smiling dad, but once he saw her glassy eyes his face grew serious, "Uh-oh, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, Dad, I'm fine," Katrina said looking down.
"No you're not," Grissom walked over to her and pulled his daughter into his arms as she cried into his dark blue shirt staining it with tears, "Sh, sh."
Katrina continued to cry into her dad's shirt trying to get away from the thoughts of Greg, she wasn't about to tell her dad, but she had to stop crying or he would never leave her alone.
"Honey, I'm not going to ask you what's wrong, because it's probably none of my business, but will you promise me that you will tell me when it's time?"
Katrina hugged her dad tighter nodding, "Yes, I will. Now go away or I'll never get any work done."
He kissed his daughter's head, but let her go leaving her alone in the lab to her work and thoughts.
Katrina turned on the radio as Keith Urban sang softly out of the speakers, "And I'm gonna love you, like nobody loves you, and I'll learn your trust making memories of us."
She switched the radio off not wanting to think about anything that had to do with love, but just as she turned it off Greg's sweet voice came into her mind from when he sang to her at The Neon Rose and her heart broke into pieces…she needed to know what was wrong with him. At that very thought Greg shuffled into the room looking much paler than when he left, "Greg, what'd he say?"
Greg looked at her with lost eyes, "He didn't say anything."
Katrina's eyes widened, "Greg…why did you even go with him?"
"I-I don't know," Greg said walking towards her.
Katrina's anger flared and she headed for the door.
"Kat, where are you going?" Greg yelled after her, but she didn't stop, "Kat!" He ran after her as she turned the corner towards where Nick was working with Warrick, Catharine, Aaron, and yes Grissom, but did this stop her…ah hell no.
"Hey, Nick," Katrina snapped, but when he looked up he was greeted by the normal smile of the blonde instead he was met by a face straight to the nose making him stumble backwards.
"What the hell was that for?" Nick snapped grabbing his nose trying to stop the bleeding.
Katrina pulled her arm back to punch him again, but Greg grabbed her arms holding her back so instead she switched to words, "You sick son of a bitch! What the hell is your problem!?"
"What are you talking about?" Nick hissed trying to put pressure on his nose as Catharine was trying to give him paper towel; Warrick already getting a rag to help clean up the blood while Aaron stood in shock along with Grissom as he watched his angel trying to break out of Greg's lock trying to attack Nick.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about!" Katrina hissed, "You asshole! Who do you think you are!?"
Greg pulled back at Katrina trying to get her away from there, but she was fighting his pull and nobody was willing to help him, "Katrina stop!"
"No!" Katrina snapped wiggling out his arms flying at Nick shoving him into the table tears drenching her cheeks; she let the next punch fly into his stomach causing him to catch his breath.
This time Greg wrapped his arms around her arms and wrist restraining her as she thrashed her legs trying to get towards Nick, she glared at the man and screamed "I'm going to kill you for what you did, you sick bastard!"
This made a scene, people had started coming out of rooms to see what was going on; seeing the young Grissom being held back in Greg's arms while the big southern man lie on the table clutching his bloody nose and gasping for air as Katrina screamed threats at him.
"What the hell is going on?" It was Brass.
"I-I'm not sure," Warrick stuttered as Greg was still trying to quiet Katrina's screaming through her tears, "One second we were going over the case…then the next Katrina came out of nowhere giving Nick a bloody nose."
Brass looked at the screaming blonde, "Sanders get her out of here!"
Greg looked at Brass and gave a short nod, before pulling Katrina down the hall away from the forming crowd.
"Grissom," Brass said looking at the shocked man, "you okay?"
Grissom looked at Brass and nodded, "I am, but there's something wrong with my daughter?" And having the fatherly instincts he had he whirled on Nick, "What did you do?"
"I don't know, boss," Nick said sitting up letting Catharine rubbing his neck.
"Well—," Brass was cut off by the sound of flesh hitting flesh from down the hall indicating someone had been slapped…and he knew for a fact it wasn't Katrina getting smacked.
"I don't care!" Katrina screamed from somewhere before she fell silent, there was another loud smack, "Stop! Just stop! How was I supposed to know! You don't talk to me about it! We're supposed to be a team! So why should I tell you!"
"Well, if you ask me," Brass said, "I think she's completely stressed out from being in the lab."
Catharine looked at Brass, "You're not going to do anything?"
"Well, I can't tell Ecklie," Brass shrugged, "He'd get rid of her."
Even Warrick nodded, "Even I know that's low."
Nick nodded, "It's fine…as long as you don't put her on the field with me."
"Yeah," Grissom glared at Nick before walking off towards his office.
The crowd slowly went back to what they were doing whispering along the way.
Brass rolled his eyes, "Get back to work…we'll find out what's wrong after everything cools down."
)()()()(
Greg sat Katrina down in the empty locker room locking the door he looked at her, "You could loose your job for what you just did! It won't solve anything! It'll only make people pissed off at you including me!"
Katrina stared wide eyed at him and slapped him hard across the face, "I don't care!" Then quieter she whispered, "I don't care if I loose my job, I want you to be okay."
"I'm fine," Greg muttered, "Katrina he didn't do anything to me, so why did you do that?"
"He-he-he," She started to hyperventilate, he went to hold her, but she smacked him again, "Stop! Just stop! How was I supposed to know! You don't talk to me about it! We're supposed to be a team! So why should I tell you!"
"Kat, I'm sorry," Greg said.
Katrina looked up at his already swollen right cheek, "Don't! I try to talk to you and you push me away. You hide things from me Greg; I thought you cared about me!"
"I do," Greg bit his lip, "I do care about you."
"Well, you have a lousy way of showing it!" Katrina said as tears poured down her cheeks.
Greg reached for her arm, but she turned out of his reach, "Maybe this was a mistake, Greg. Maybe we were never meant to be."
"No, please, Katrina, don't say that," Greg said as his heart started to break, "Please."
She looked up at him with hurt eyes, "I'm sorry, but if you can't trust me…how can this work?"
"Katrina, please let me explain," Greg was starting to panic.
"I already asked you to explain many times and you walked away," Katrina said chewing on her bottom lip, "Greg…I'm sorry."
"Please," Greg begged.
Katrina leaned up and kissed his lips softly one last time as tears poured down her cheeks, "I wish you hadn't saved me that day at the dam." With that she unlocked the door and ran out not looking back leaving Greg alone in the locker room.
"No, no, no," Greg snapped and turned towards a locker punching it with his fist making a slight indent, but he didn't feel the pain course through his arm…no he felt the pain tearing his heart apart. He sat down on the bench and cupped his hands in his face as tears soaked his palms…without Katrina he was incomplete...
Empty spaces fill me up with holes
Distant faces with no place left to go
Without you within me I can't find no rest
Where I'm going is anybody's guess
I tried to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I'm going to be is incomplete
Voices tell me I should carry on
But I am swimming in an ocean all alone
Baby, my baby
It's written on your face
You still wonder if we made a big mistake
I tried to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I'm going to be is incomplete
I don't mean to drag it on, but I can't seem to let you go
I don't wanna make you face this world alone
I wanna let you go (alone)
I tried to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I'm going to be is incomplete…
Incomplete…
That was the only thing that Greg could compare his life to…there was nothing else to describe his pain…he was truly nothing if he didn't have her.