Gil smiled broadly as Catherine opened the door to her house. "Popcorn?"

Catherine blinked. "Huh?"

Gil walked in, taking off his coat. "I just closed a case to do with a rollercoaster and I picked up some popcorn at the park. I thought you might like some."

She smiled weakly at him. "Gil, that's really sweet but.I'm not in the mood for company tonight."

"I heard about your case," he replied. "That's part of the reason I'm here."

Catherine looked confused. "What do you mean?"

"I know that cases like that are tough for you."

"Then why in the hell do you put me on them?"

"Because I know that you'll be the one to find the killer. You will work at it until you find it and you never give up." He put some popcorn in his mouth. "I admire that."

"Gil."

"Have you called Lindsey yet?"

She narrowed her eyes. "What are you talking about?"

"You should call her. She's at a sleepover I know, but you need to talk to her."

"You're a shrink now?"

Gil picked up her phone and handed it to her, then ate some popcorn. "I'll wait."

Catherine watched him intently for a minute, before finally dialing her daughter's number. As she chatted with Lindsey, Gil made himself at home. He got up to put the kettle on and he rummaged around in her fridge. By the time he returned, Catherine was off the phone.

"Is she having a good time?"

Catherine nodded. "Yeah, she is." She took his hand and kissed it. "I needed that."

"I know."

She glared at him. "You know, you don't have to be so smug about it."

He grinned broadly at her. "Sweetheart, that's half the charm."

"You know, you're an arrogant ass." Catherine picked up the popcorn container. "And you didn't save me any!"

"You were on the phone!"

"You told me to ring Lindsey!"

"If I told you to stick your hand in a fire, would you?"

"That's a completely different point!"

"You're sexy when you're angry."

"I." Catherine closed her mouth. "Huh?"

"You're sexy when you're angry."

"Don't change the subject!"

Gil grinned broadly. "Alright, that's it. I have to have you."

"Excuse me!"

Gil stood up. "I said."

"I heard what you said, I'm not deaf!"

"Glad to hear it." In one quick movement, Gil deftly picked her up and slung her over his shoulder.

"GILBERT GRISSOM!" came her enraged shriek. "Put me down THIS INSTANT!"

"I don't think I will," came Gil's reply. He put his hand over tush. "I love your tush."

"Well, that's very nice for you, but I demand that you put me down!"

"Hmm." He pretended to ponder the thought as he ascended the stairs. "No, still don't want to do that."

"I swear to God, Gil."

"I don't know if He likes being sworn at, Catherine."

"If there is any justice in the world He's going to hit you with a lightening bolt."

"You're hilarious." Gil pushed her bedroom door closed with his foot. "Now, what to do with you." He made his way to the bed.

"Put me DOWN!"

"Oh, alright then." Gil dropped her onto the bed and she landed with an "oof!"

Catherine glared up at him. "Have you completely lost your mind? First you."

Before she could continue her rant, Gil bent down and cupped her face, pressing his lips to hers in a long, wet kiss. Catherine moaned, unconsciously urging his body to press hers against the bed. He did so gladly, nudging her body flat onto the bed and pushed against her as they kissed.

"Changed your mind, have we?" Gil asked, breaking the kiss.

"Shut up," Catherine replied, kissing him deeply. Her fingers immediately went to the buttons of his shirt, impatiently undoing them and pushing the shirt away from his body.

Gil slipped his tongue in her mouth, caressing hers softly. Catherine whimpered at the erotic contact and lifted her hips so that she could rub against his erection. Gil moaned and pushed back against her, his hands quickly opening her blouse and moving it to her shoulders.

They broke the kiss briefly to take off their shirts completely and soon they were back together, caressing skin and kissing passionately. Her bra was soon added to the growing pile of clothes and Gil's hands covered her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples and then soothing them with soft strokes of his thumbs.

Catherine continually lifted her body, pressing against him as she silently pleaded for him to fill her. Gil groaned and his hands moved to the button of her jeans. He wanted her, and he wanted her now.

She let out a mutter of protest when he broke the kiss, but soon relaxed when she realized his aim. When he slid her jeans and panties down her body, she happily lifted her hips to assist him.

Her eyes darkened with lust and desire as he shifted back from the bed, watching as he stripped off his pants and boxers. When he joined her back on the bed, Catherine held out her arms for him and sighed in satisfaction as he rested between her legs.

"Welcome back," she whispered, peppering his face with kisses.

Gil took her lips in a hot kiss and then placed a tender one on her nose. "Glad to be here."

"Bet there's somewhere else you'd like to be." Catherine smiled wickedly, wrapping her legs tight around his waist.

Gil's fingers trailed along her inner thigh. "Now that you mention it."

Catherine's body was aflame with arousal, and she bit her lip. "Gil."

He smirked, gently brushing his erection against her center. "Yes, dear?"

Her eyes slipped closed as her tongue poked out to lick her lower lip. "Now."

"Now what, Cath?"

"Take me now," came the desperate whisper.

"With pleasure," Gil replied, thrusting deeply inside her.

Catherine murmured his name as he bent down to kiss her. They stayed joined to each other for a few minutes, relishing the feeling of completeness.

When they began to move together, the pace was fast and furious. They were so turned on by their teasing that they found themselves unable to go slow. Gil moved one of his hands to cover her right breast, kneading the tender skin. Catherine's fingers trailed down his back, as she squeezed her eyes shut, letting the warmth of her arousal spread throughout her system.

Gil deepened his thrusts, watching as her mouth fell open in a silent groan. "Open your eyes, Cath. I want to see you let go." When she looked up at him, he smiled at her. "Much better."

He felt himself quickly approaching the edge and he was determined to bring her with him. His finger dropped between them and Gil watched as Catherine jerked when he touched her clit. She bit her lip, a look of complete pleasure crossing her face. Pleased with his achievement, he did it again.

"Gil."

"I'm almost there, Cath," he told her. "Take me with you."

He pressed down on her clit with his thumb and was rewarded as her muscles clenched around him. His name fell from her lips in a strangled cry as hot pleasure rattled her body. Gil kissed her lips deeply as he thrust one last time, spilling his warmth deep inside her.

Afterwards, they curled up together, gently caressing and kiss each other. Legs tangled together, they snuggled close and Catherine lay her head on Gil's chest as their breathing returned to normal.

"Am I still in trouble?"

Catherine chuckled. "I'll forgive you. This time."

"So if I were to do the exact same thing to you tomorrow night when we got home from work."

Catherine yawned and kissed his chest. "I'd forgive you. That time."

FINIS