~~~

I like the feel of your name on my lips

~~~

I walked into the break room and watched as five faces turned in my direction. All eyes were on me as they awaited my decision on their fate for the evening. I looked back down at the notes in my hand and shut the door behind me.

“Nick, Warrick… you’re with me. We’ve got a 419 out on the I-15. Catherine…” I paused feeling the sides of my mouth tug into a smile.

“What’s with the smile?” Catherine asked, seeing my upturned lips.

“Nothing. Just thinking.”

“Oooh? About what?”

“Nothing.” I quickly said, hoping to avoid an embarrassing conversation. “Catherine…” I paused again, smiling as her name left my mouth. “You and Sara are here for the night. I want you to get ready for court tomorrow.” I didn’t give her time for the inevitable argument. Instead, I gathered my paperwork and left the room.

*~*~*~*~*~*

~~~

I like the sound of your sweet gentle kiss

~~~

“Mmm… I could get used to this.” I murmured, pulling Catherine tighter against me.

“So could I.”

I leaned back on the couch, effectively pulling Catherine on top of me as I lay down. “That’s better.” I murmured against her lips, reluctant to let her go. “I could do this all night.”

“I’m sure you could think of something better.”

Her lips brushed against mine as she talked, I could hear and feel her as she pressed her lips harder to mine. “I’m perfectly fine right where I’m at. I could kiss you for the rest of my life.”

“You will.”

*~*~*~*~*~*

~~~

The way that your fingers run through my hair

~~~

“What are you doing?” I asked, turning as I heard him slide onto the bench behind me.

“Stay there.” He whispered, hands meeting my shoulders, turning me away and pulling me into his embrace. “Let me help you relax.”

His hands moved to my shoulders, perfectly kneading the tension out of my muscles.

“Gil.”

“Shh. Just relax.”

I leaned fully into his embrace, lifting my feet onto the bench. His hands moved from my shoulders, brushing over my neck before moving to my scalp. One hand worked it’s magic on my scalp as the other brushed my hair from my face, running through the strands over and over.

“This is perfect.”

*~*~*~*~*~*

~~~

And how your scent lingers even when you're not there

~~~

I stepped into the darkened office, glancing around to be sure I wasn’t noticed before quietly closing the door behind me.

Taking a deep breath, I smiled as I slowly exhaled. I made my way over to his desk. Walking behind the desk, I pulled out his chair, curling into the soft leather as I leaned my head back. Reaching for my phone, I changed my mind, taking his phone off the desk and calling the familiar number.

“Hey.” I whispered into the phone as I heard his breathing. “I miss you.”

“I haven’t even been gone an entire shift yet.”

“What’s your point?”

“I miss you too.”

I smiled into the phone, content to just listen to him breathe. “What are you doing?”

“Sitting in your office, talking on your phone and just taking in the essence of you.”

*~*~*~*~*~*

And I love the way you love me
Strong and wild
Slow and easy
Heart and soul
So completely
I love the way you love me

*~*~*~*~*~*

~~~

I like the way your eyes dance when you laugh

~~~

I finished telling my story, watching as his face lit up. I loved that I’m the one that can get him to open up like that. Just a couple more stories and I’m sure I’ll get the look I’ve been waiting for.

He smiled, the laughter spilling out of him. I watched the twinkle in his eyes, the way they slightly moved around as the laughter took over his body.

Smug in my accomplishment, I leaned back on the couch, resting my head against his shoulder as I listened to the fading sounds of his laughter.

“I love you.”

*~*~*~*~*~*

~~~

And how you enjoy a two hour bath

~~~

I walked up to the door, listening for sounds of life coming from the other side. Greeted by silence, I knocked softly at the door. “Cath? You alright in there?”

“I’m fine.”

“You sure? You’ve been in there for a while.”

“Want to come in?”

I paused. That wasn’t the response I was planning on getting. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and backed into the room, shutting the door.

“You can turn around.”

I turned, my eyes adjusting to the candlelight enveloping the room. I saw the remnants of the bubble bath floating in the tub, Catherine’s legs dangling over the side of the tub.

“Come on over.”

Again, I did as she said, walking across the room, sliding to the floor next to the tub. “You going to sit in here all day?”

“I thought about it. It’s relaxing. Peaceful. The only thing missing was you.”

I slid my hand around the edge of the tub, reaching for her hand. “Now you have me.”

*~*~*~*~*~*

~~~

The way you convince me to dance in the rain
With everyone watching like we were insane

~~~

“Come on.”

I moved behind him, pushing him towards the door.

“What are you doing?”

“Just come on.”

I moved around him, heading for the door. I turned to make sure he was still following me before opening the door, grimacing as the oppressive air hit my face. Running to the Denali, I flipped the switch ‘til the radio kicked on, then hit the button for the hatch before hopping out of the car.

“What are you doing?” He asked me again.

I raised my head, lifting my arms out to my side and closed my eyes. “Can you feel that?” I asked, spinning in a circle.

“What?”

“Rain.” I turned back to him, smiling as I felt another drop land on my arm. “It’s finally going to cool off a little.”

“We should go back inside.” Gil took a couple steps away from me, stopping when I didn’t move. “Cath?”

I held my hand out to him, watching as the raindrops fell faster, his hair curling with the added wetness.

“Cath…”

I didn’t say anything. I just watched him, until he finally stepped back to me. His hand slipped into mine and I slid my free arm around his neck. I moved slightly, guiding him with the music.

“Cath, we’re at work. People are going to see us.”

“Just this one song, I promise. No one will say anything about you taking a little break.” I smiled as he continued moving, his hand settling on my lower back, pulling me to him.

*~*~*~*~*~*

But I love the way you love me
Strong and wild
Slow and easy
Heart and soul
So completely
I love the way you love me

*~*~*~*~*~*

~~~

I like way that you sing sweet and low
When they're playing our song on the radio

~~~

Catherine shook her head, tilting slightly to the side to be sure she was hearing properly. “Gil.”

“Hmm?”

“Nothing,” Catherine smiled and leaned back in her seat, taking in the scenery as Gil drove them to their current crime scene. She sat in peace waiting to see if he started again. He didn’t disappoint. Turning in her seat, she watched his lips moving to the music.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

“Watching you.”

“Why?”

“Do you know what that song is?” Catherine asked, turning the radio up slightly to catch the last notes.

“It’s the first song we danced to.”

“And the one we danced to in the parking lot at work.”

“In the rain.” Gil added, shooting a quick glance at her. “It’s our song.”

*~*~*~*~*~*

~~~

And I like the innocent way that you cry
At old time movies you've seen hundreds of times

~~~

Gil stepped into the room, fresh popped popcorn in his hand. Walking across the room, he stood in front of the couch, setting the bowl on the table.

Catherine sat up, waiting until Gil sat down before laying back on the couch, her head pillowed on his lap.

Gil brushed her hair back from her face, glancing at the television. “Again?”

“Don’t mock my movie choice. It’s my choice to pick tonight.”

“But can’t you pick something different?”

“Gil…”

“We just watched this a few weeks ago.”

“So?”

“Are you going to cry on me again?”

She tilted her head up, trying to see his face. “Is it a bad thing if I do? It’s a sad movie.”

“Then why do you want to watch it?”

“It’s a classic. Two people that love each other so much. Yet pride is keeping them apart. He would have understood why she didn’t show up, but she needed to be able to walk again. Not wanting to saddle him with the responsibility… It’s just beautiful, Gil.”

He moved his hand to her cheeks, brushing the wetness away. “It’s just starting and you’re already crying. Want me to grab the Kleenex?”

*~*~*~*~*~*

~~~

I could list a million things
That I love to like about you
But they all come down to one reason
I could never live, live without you

~~~

“What are you doing?”

Gil looked up from the paper in front of him to see Catherine in the doorway. “Nothing.”

“That doesn’t look like nothing.”

He sighed, leaning back in his chair. “I was talking to Lindsey this morning, while I was taking her to school. She asked me why I love you.”

“What did you say?”

“I told her there were a lot of reasons why.”

Catherine smiled, sitting in the chair across from him. “That was a good answer.”

“I thought so. Then, as she hopped out of the car, she told me she wanted to see a list.”

“A list?”

“A list.”

Catherine sat up, leaning towards the desk. “Is that what you’re working on?”

He nodded.

“Can I see?”

Gil reluctantly handed her the notebook.

“There’s only six things here. Is that…”

“Flip to the front of the book.”

Catherine did as requested, reading the headline at the top of the page before quickly thumbing through the pages. “Gil… this notebook is over half full.”

“Once I started, I couldn’t stop. But I learned something.”

“Oh? What is that?”

Gil walked around the desk, pulling her into his embrace. “It doesn’t matter how many things are on that list. The only thing that matters is I can’t live without you.”

~~~

Baby, I love the way you love me
Strong and wild
Slow and easy
Heart and soul
So completely
I love the way you love me
Oh, baby, I love... the way you love me

~~~

~finis~