"Gil?"

The man in question was startled out of his quite enjoyable view. He looked up to Catherine's face. "Yes?"

A wry smile came over her face. "You were staring at my tush."

He grinned back at her. "It was just.there. What do you expect me to do?"

"I must admit, I got a very nice view of yours when we were going into the nursery."

"I'm glad I could be of service."

Catherine smiled seductively. "Trust me, you always service very well."

Gil smirked. "I aim to please. And after some of your more interesting utterings in the bedroom, I'd say I'm not doing too badly."

Catherine leant over and kissed him gently. "You're doing very well." Her hand rested on his chest. "But if you let Sofia near you one more time."

Gil rolled his eyes. "Cath."

"I'm not kidding, Gil. She wants a man, she can have Hodges. But you are off limits." She punctuated the final sentence with jabs to his chest.

Gil took her head in his hands. "I love you, Catherine Willows. Your passion, your tenacity.and your tush."

Catherine kissed his hand. "Just remember I'll kill you both if you start anything."

Gil took her in his arms, easing her to rest against his chest. "I like you better."

"Oh, by the way," Catherine murmured, her hand slowly stroking his bare skin. "I heard what you said about power.loud and clear."

Gil smiled softly, kissing the top of her head. "Good."

Catherine smirked as she felt his hand sliding down her body. "Gil.where is your hand going?"

The hand paused.

"Nowhere."

Catherine decided to torture him a little. "So, tell me about your interesting day."

Gil started and then stopped. "Do I look like Nick's father?"

Catherine almost choked herself laughing.

"We went into this diaper store, and they guessed my size and they said to Nick that he had the sweetest Daddy."

Catherine's laughter continued, until she had to take deep breaths to be able to breath. "Well.Gil.I'm sure you'd make an excellent father."

Gil shot her a look. "Not to Nick!"

Catherine smiled softly, resting her hand on his. "I wouldn't worry about it. To the kids on the team, you're more of a father figure. A mentor for them." She kissed him gently. "You're not old, Gil. You're perfect for me."

Gil kissed her gently. "I love you, Cath."

She smiled back at him. "I love you too."

Catherine grinned as she felt his hand slowly travel down and rest on her ass. "Gil?"

Gil paused, but didn't remove his hand. "Yes?"

"What are you doing?"

"Appreciating your tush. I did say I missed it."

Catherine turned to face him. "Am I being hinted at?" she whispered, running her hand down his body.

"That depends on what your answer would be."

"What if I said I wanted to be hinted at?"

"Then yes, I was hinting."

There was silence for a moment, and they stared at each other. Then Catherine grinned and their lips crashed together.

Gil tugged her into his lap, his hand resting on the "tush" that he had missed admiring so much.

Catherine moaned into the kiss as it deepened, her hands running up under his shirt.

Gil's hands ran up underneath her shirt, caressing her stomach as the kiss continued. His hands finally moved to the hem, their kiss breaking momentarily so he could take it off.

"Hurry," Catherine pleaded. Ever since Gil's little admission at the restaurant, she had ached for him.

Gil turned her onto her back, his lips pressing kisses down her neck as his hands caressed her breasts through her bra.

Catherine arched up against him, her hands furiously undoing the buttons on his shirt. "Off," she demanded.

Whether in reference to her bra or his shirt, Gil wasn't sure, but he saved them both some trouble when he decided to remove both.

Catherine sighed as her hands caressed his bare chest, and she urged him down for another kiss.

The kiss deepened for a moment, before Gil pulled away and pressed a reverent kiss to each of her breasts. Catherine groaned, her hands going to the back of his head, sifting through his hair as Gil upped the ante, his lips sucking and licking her breasts.

"Gil."

"I missed you," he whispered against her skin. "I missed this."

Catherine closed her eyes, biting her lip against the sensations strumming through her. "I missed you too, Gil."

His hands continued paying homage to her breasts as his mouth moved downwards, kissing the soft skin of her stomach. Catherine's muscles twitched from the stimulation, her hands tightening in the soft curls on Gil's head.

She tugged on his shoulders aching to kiss him again and they kissed deeply, their bodies pressing together.

Catherine's hands traveled down between them and started to attack the belt buckle of Gil's jeans. Gil helped her and he left the bed, taking them off completely and returning to her a moment later, taking her pants off as well.

Catherine watched under a hooded gaze as Gil slipped her panties off, removing his boxers at the same time. She smirked as his hands slid underneath her body, caressing her "tush" as he had referred to it earlier that evening.

"Getting reacquainted?"

Gil grinned at her. "Absolutely."

"Can we reacquaint ourselves with other body parts?" Catherine asked. She cupped his face. "I missed being close to you. I missed not knowing where I finish and you start." She kissed him. "I sound corny."

Gil smiled down at her, caressing her cheek. "I didn't detect an ounce of corn there. And I missed you too. Very, very much."

A slow smile spread across her face and her hips arched up to meet his as he thrust deeply inside her.

The word "yes." escaped her lips when they were joined, her hands resting against his back.

Their eyes locked, Gil's hands caressing her stomach and arms.

"So good," Catherine murmured, her legs wrapping tight around his waist.

Gil leant down, pressing his lips to hers. "We are never going to have such a long time apart again," he murmured, his lips moving to her neck.

Catherine's eyes closed against the sensations running throughout her body, her hands holding tight to Gil as they moved together. "Deal." she finally stammered out.

Their movements increased and Gil slid deeper inside her, causing Catherine to cry out as an orgasm crashed into her. Gil pressed kisses to her body, his hands caressing every inch of bare skin he could reach.

With a smirk, his hands slid around to her butt, lifting her against him. Catherine moaned, her hands gripping tighter to his body.

"More," she pleaded, her body still aching with need.

Gil gently lay her back down on the bed, changing the angle of his thrusts and smiled as he saw her bite her lower lip.

"I love you," he whispered in her ear, moving faster. "So much."

Her eyes opened, a smile gracing her features. "I love you too. Just as much."

Grissom took her hand, holding it in his as he felt her near the edge. "I've got you, Cath. Always."

She looked up at him, her back arching as she came, her body shuddering beneath him. Gil arched into her, calling her name as he spilled inside her.

Their bodies collapsed together, limbs entwining and holding each other.

They shared a gentle kiss, before Gil rolled to the side, smiling as Catherine snuggled up to him.

"Hey, Cath?"

"Mhm?" she replied, her fingers trailing lazy patterns across his chest.

"I do love you. Not just for your tush."

Catherine smiled, shivering slightly as his fingers danced across her back. "I know. I love you too."

"Although your tush rates highly on my list of things I love."

"Gil?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut up and go to sleep."

Gil grinned and kissed her. "Okay. Night beautiful."

"Night, Gil. Oh, and by the way."

"Yes?"

"I missed your tush too."

FINIS