I wanna know

By Clara

Disclaimer: They’re not mine

Info: Seventh part of nineteen.

Year: 1999

Archive: My site, Working Love, ShipperWorld, Catherine Willows, Graveshift

Rating: PG

Category: CGR

Author’s notes: This started as answer to a challenge over at ‘Working Love’ and some how it turned into this! Thanks to Jo for the beta! None of the fics in this series will have a summary on them. I don’t want to give it away!!!

Dedication: To the wonderful Jo R. What would I do without ya? ;)

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“Grissom!”

Gil looked up as an excited Catherine walked into his office, his smile matched hers as she sat down in the chair opposite his desk.

“How come you didn’t tell me?!” She gestured to the new badge hanging around her neck, which proudly proclaimed her to be a CSI two.

“What and spoil the fun of seeing you like this? I don’t think so!”

She rolled her eyes at him the before replying “Naa, you’d have gotten this and a kiss as well.” She winked and stood up again, too excited to sit still.

“You know, I’m feeling pretty wired, wanna go get some coffee?”

“You want to drink caffeine while wired… worrying.” He grinned back at her before standing never the less.

Together they walked out of the office and Catherine was surprised to realise it was the end of their shift. She sent her companion a sideways glance before realising that was probably the only reason she’d gotten him out of the building without a struggle.

They made small talk as they walked towards the diner down the street, mostly about Lindsey and how well she was doing in Pre School.

When they reached the diner, Catherine placed her sunglasses on her head and sank down into the booth before reaching for the menu and trying to decide what she wanted to celebrate with.

Finally, she chose pancakes and coffee, while Gil stuck to just coffee. They continued to talk over coffee while waiting for Catherine’s pancakes.

“Is everything ready for Lindsey’s birthday on Saturday?”

Catherine grinned and nodded, her eyes lighting up again at the mention of her daughter. “She’s so excited. Keeps dropping hints about the presents she’d like.”

Gil chuckled before taking a sip of his coffee, “Want me to come early and help you set up?”

“Ugh, thank you, that’d be great! I’m not overly sure what Eddie will be doing.” Her eyes clouded over then and she looked down into her coffee cup.

He looked at her in concern then. “What’s happened now?”

Catherine shook her head and smiled sadly at him. “Nothing, it’s probably just me.” She really didn’t want to give Gil any reason to worry. She knew he’d spotted the bruises on her arms, but had known better that to mention it. Now she was starting to wish he’d call her on it, anything to get this thing out in the open.

Just then her pancakes arrived and she concentrated on eating them and avoiding Gil’s attempts at catching her eye.

“Catherine? If he’s hurt you, I want to help, I care about you.”

She did look up at him then, knowing that this was far more information that he usually let on and it helped to know he would be there for her. She reached across the table and grabbed his hand, squeezing it quickly before letting it go.

“I know. I care about you to.”

She smiled at him again before glancing at her watch. “I’d better get going if I want to see Lindsey before she leaves.”

They paid the bill before leaving and walking back to the office together, where Gil watched Catherine drive off and wondered just how much more she could take.

~I wanna know what makes you cry, so I can be the one to always make you smile~

I wanna know- Joe