It was finally the end of her shift and Catherine was exhausted. She had just worked a very difficult and emotional case that was surely to be all over the news. Jenny Wilson, the 10-year-old daughter of a major business man known all around Las Vegas, was found drowned in her father's pool. Jenny's mother had been the murderer and showed no remorse for the serious crime she had just committed.

As she walked the halls of the lab, Catherine couldn't help but think about Lindsey. Every time she looked at a picture of the dead little girl,Catherine cringed at the resemblance between Lindsey and Jenny. It was all she could do to keep from breaking down in the middle of processing evidence. It pissed her off to know that Jenny's mother didn't give a damn about the death of her daughter. If it had been Catherine's, she would have been devastated. Nothing would be able to cheer her up and that alone would drive her to the point of suicide.

With that thought in mind, Catherine knocked on the door to her best friend's office. At his reply, she entered to find him engrossed in the latest Forensic Science Journal. She walked in, shut the door, and plopped down on Gil's million year old couch. She tiredly kicked her boots off and with a deep sigh, put her head in her hands. She had a mother of a head ache. Gil smirked and knowingly tossed his asprin bottle to her. She gave him a grateful smile and popped open the cap and dumped the pills into her hand. She walked over to Gil's desk and reached for his coffee mug. She swallowed the pills fast with the strong, black coffee.

"Thanks," Catherine said as she collapsed back onto the itchy, brown couch.

"How's the case going?" Gil asked, closing his book and taking off his glasses.

"Horrible. I can't believe that that woman can be such a cold-hearted bitch! I mean that lady doesn't even care that she murdered her own damn daughter! I can't even imagine what that would be like! I couldn't survive without Lindsey," Catherine was now in tears. "I just wish there was something I could do to make her understand that what she did to her daughter was wrong and that she should have been grateful to have a daughter. I hope she dies in her jail cell and burns in hell."

Catherine was shaking with her sobs and Gil's heart broke. He stood up and sat down next to Catherine and put his arms around her. She buried her head in his chest and continued to sob.

"Honey, nothing is ever going to happen to you or Lindsey. I promise. I won't allow it. I don't know how I could live without either one of you. You both are my life away from work. You are what I look forward to when I've had a hard day. Cath, you are my best friend and my best CSI and I will always be there for you and for Lindsey," Gil pulled back from their embrace and looked deep into her blue eyes, wet with tears. He gave her a genuine smile and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"Thank you, Gil." Catherine said and gave him a small peck on the cheek.

"You wanna do something this weekend?" Gil asked, trying to lighten the mood as he stretched out on the ancient couch. Catherine laid on the opposite end with her feet by his head.

"Lindsey and I were planning on going to the fair. You're welcome to join us, if you'd like."

"Oh I wouldn't want to be the old fart who ruined the party."

Catherine close her eyes and tried to relax. "Ah, come on. Linds has been bugging me to bring you around anyway. Besides, it'll be fun. Maybe we can have some fun afterward," She said in a very seductive voice and gave him a wink.

"I dunno..."

"Party-pooper." They both laid there for a few moments and then Gil took a hold of Catherine's foot and started to massage it.

"Mmm, Gil, that feels wonderful." Catherine said with a heavy sigh.

"Does it really?" Gil said with a smirk and began to tickle her foot. She immediately erupted with laughter and tried to escape but he was too strong.

Suddenly, out of pure reflex, Catherine kicked him square in the mouth. Her eyes went wide and her hand flew to her mouth.

"Oh my god, Gil, I am so sorry!" She immediately sat up. She crawled on top of him and sat on his stomach to look at his swelling lip. "Here. let me look."

"Nice kick." Gil said, trying to keep his voice calm. He was a bit overcome by the closeness of their bodies and the position they were in. "Jeez woman, you about broke my jaw!"

"Oh give me a break you big baby," Catherine puffed out her bottom lip like a 3 year old and said, "You want me to kiss it and make it feel better?" in a tone that she would talk to Lindsey in when she was little.

"Yes." At first, she giggled at his remark but then saw that he was serious. So she bent down and kissed him softly. She smiled and cupped his cheek. "All better now?"

"Nope." Gil said and pulled her down again and this time the kiss was more passionate. Tongues dueled for dominance and hands were roaming freely. As much as she wanted it to continue, she pulled away.

"Gil, we can't do this here."

"And why not?" He said as he placed a trail of kisses down her throat and onto her collar bone. She let out a groan.

"Because. We're at work. What if someone comes in?"

"We'll lock the door." Gil kissed back up the left side of her neck and up to her ear. Catherine had to admit, it did feel pretty damn good to be kissing the man she had secretly loved for years. But it had to stop.

"Gil, I really need to get home and be with Lindsey. We'll finish this this weekend, I promise." Catherine said, resting her head on his chest. Gil had a sneaky grin on his face and started to slide his hands from the small of Catherine's back down towards her ass. When he landed on his target, he pinched her hard on her right cheek. Catherine shrieked so loud, Gil swore the whole lab could hear it.

"Gilbert Grissom! What the hell was that for?!" She abruptly stood, rubbing her sore bottom. Gil also stood and chuckled to himself.

"Payback, my dear," he said as he wrapped his arms tightly around her bottom, putting his hand over the spot where he had pinched. She kissed him one last time, sucking on his bottom lip, and hugged him close.

"Turn around, darling." Gil said, spinning her around. He squatted behind her grabbed a hold of each of her thighs. "Where does it hurt?"

Wondering what the hell he was doing down there, she took a finger and pointed to the spot where it hurt. "There."

"Here?" Gil asked with a smirk and cocked his head as he placed his finger in a completely different spot.

"No, Gil, here." Catherine said, grabbing his finger and placing it on the spot.

"Aha. I see..." Gil said. He removed his finger and placed a kiss on her ass with a loud "Mwah!"

Catherine drew in a sharp breath and watched with her mouth open as she watched the smug face of Gil Grissom leave his office.

"Who's the ass-kisser now, bugman?"

EL FiN! (The End)

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