| "M'ok," I answered, sitting up, facing him. "You didn't--" A smile. "I don't need to. I was trying to prove something to myself," he continued just as soft. When I kept staring at him, he blushed. "I was trying to prove...that I don't have to have an orgasm to have a good time. That if she wasn't ready then I could pull back from the abyss." All I could do was sit in silence and look at Grissom. 'You have so underestimated him all these years,' I thought sadly. 'He's not just a 5'11 workaholic...he's a human being. With feelings that don't have to be connected to a case. Damn, Catherine...' Grissom frowned slightly as my facial expressions changed. "Something wrong?" he asked conserned and I smiled sadly. "I'm sorry Grissom," I said simply and he looked at me in surprise before nodding. "It's fine...so...as a student...I, uh, how did I do?" "Gil Grissom is a certified sex machine," I said, touching his hand and standing, trying to find some clothes. I had suddenly realized that I was naked. In front of my boss. "Hey, Gris, uh about that promotion?" I called over my shoulder striking a pose and he gave me a blank look before laughing softly. "Take the next day off, Cath," he said, standing, tossing his shirt on, letting it hang. After I was fully dressed, I turned and faced him. "Before I go," I started, placing an elbow on the counter. "I have some questions." Leaning against the wall, Grissom nodded. "Ok." "First off, have you been going to the gym?" "My doctor recomended it," he chuckled. "I am 48 after all; getting old. And the new gym in the building is only used by Warrick and I." "I didn't know there was a gym..." "Most people don't." I rolled my eyes. "Thanks for keeping me in the loop. Second: Why didn't we have sex? You had the opportunity," I stated and Grissom blinked, looking startled. "I care about you, Catherine. But not in that way. I promised after I lost my virginity that I would only have sex with someone I love. I have feelings for you as a friend but...the L word comes at a very high price" he shrugged and I nodded. 'At least he's a gentleman,' I considered and he offered me a smile. "Although it was hard; you're attractive. I've always thought so." Blinking, I opened my mouth to say something but only managed to squeak, "Thank you" before closing it again. 'Ok, chalk that one up in the Grissom Files. I've learned more about that man in the last 45 minutes than I have in all the years I've worked with him,' I realized. "Third: When are you going to tell her? Natasha I mean." Grissom sighed, crossing his arms. "I don't know..." "How about today?" "Today?!" he exclaimed and I smiled. "No time like the present. In fact, take the next week off. Students are out the week after Christmas anyway and she won't have class...in college I'm hoping." Snorting, he said, "Yes, college" before dropping his arms. "I guess since it's a Saturday...but I can't take a week off--" "Yes. You can. If we need you, we'll call you, promise. You don't set foot in that lab unless half of Vegas is slaughtered for the next 7 days, ok?" It wasn't a request and Grissom knew it wasn't. There was some advantages in being the oldest female; you got to cut a motherly figure. "Last question, I promise: Sara said you were a bad lover...why?" A blush. "She...uh, well...said that I wasn't...involved enough," he said clearing his throat and I felt the lightbulb come on. "She said you weren't rough enough?" I didn't think he could get redder but he did. "Something like that..." Walking across the room, I smiled. "Grissom...you're fine. Way past fine. I'm actually jealous of this new girl," I said, winking. I picked up my jacket and headed for the door. "You have to drop me off at work now; it's almost 3 and I have to get Lindsey in the morning." Grissom buttoned up his shirt and picked up his keys. "Ok...and Cath?" "Hm?" "Thank you." I smiled. "My pleasure." Back to CSI Fanfiction |