Disclaimers: they’re not mine.They’ll never be unless Bruckenheimer invite
me to work with him... What a dream. Quoting a sentence that we usually use
for Bobby Goren, Catherine belongs to nobody but herself. She is the one.
A/N: Well, I’m totally without inspiration (guess where the title came
from?) but I convinced myself I had to write something this weekend, so
here it is this little piece. Don’t try to find a plot here, because it
doesn’t exist. This one I dedicate to my friend (can I already call you
friend?) Tati.
This is a G/C friendship fic. Their friendship, for me, is priceless. Hope
you enjoy it. This is my first attempt on this subject, so please, be nice.
I also want to remind you that English is not my native language and that
it was not beta-read, so all mistakes are mine. My fault.
Spoilers: not really, but you can say there’s a comment about LH’sB and
High &Low. Just remember that I didn’t see LH’sB yet.
Rating: G
Feedback: Please! I’d really appreciate. In fact, I need it. Maybe your
reviews bring my inspiration back. So save me, pls! Read & Review.
Well, let’s stop conversation and go to what really matters.
Love
Willows

IN THE NEED OF INSPIRATION
By Willows

Grissom found his office door closed, what was a very strange thing. He
never closed the door before, and now, with his hearing problem, he didn’t
want to leave someone knocking on the door for nothing.
He opened the door carefully but although he could expect to find anything
inside there, nothing nor nobody would ever prepare him for the vision he
had when he entered there.
"What the hell, Catherine! What are you doin’?"
Catherine raised a guilty look and quickly cleaned her mouth with the back
of her hand.
Grissom couldn’t avoid a smile as he observed his friend childish behavior.
"Cath, can you explain me why you’re eating these chocolates here, hidden
in my office? Don’t you wanna share them with the rest of the team?"
Catherine was licking her fingers in delight. Grissom was amazed and
mesmerized. He was so used to the strong-and-unbroken Catherine that
sometimes he forgot that other side of her. He sat in front of her and
crossed his arms in front of his chest, waiting patiently for an
explanation.
After finishing with the chocolates on her fingers, she straightened
herself as a cat and looked at him. This time, she seemed to have stars on
her eyes.
"I just needed it."
"Are you depressed, Cath?"
"Don’t know. Maybe a bit."
"What else?"
"I guess I was feeling lonely and needing care and attention."
She lower her voice when she said that and he noticed it.
"Cath, I know I’ve not being present lately, but..."
"No, Gil. You don’t need to justify yourself. I know what you’ve been
passing through. It’s tough. You’re worried about the surgery. And that
mess with your friend just turned things worse. I’m still amazed that you
didn’t break."
He smiled. It was a weak but sincere Grissom’s half smile. Catherine
understood. She always does. That’s what makes her so special.
"But I left you alone, Cath. I left you all by yourself. And this is
unforgivable."
Catherine rested her hand on his in a sign of understanding.
"You know what hurt me most? You took so long to tell me what was
happening. I noticed long before, but I waited patiently for you to tell
me. And despite all my attempts to make you speak up, you didn’t."
"I was an idiot. I had to almost lose you to see what kind of grave I was
digging for me."
"Now I have to agree with you."
"You really thought of leaving, didn’t you?"
Catherine focused on an imaginary point on the wall, escaping from his gaze.
"Yeah. I thought that a fresh beginning would be good for Lindsay and me."
"Happily you’re smarter than me and gave me a last chance."
"I put you against the wall, Gil Grissom, that’s what I did."
Catherine looked to the corridor then asked.
"Where are the others?"
"They’re on the breaking room. Why?"
"I just have two more small chocolates. Do you want one?"
"Sure."
"Cath?"
"What?"
"You know, you usually look like a wild cat."
"Really?" Catherine pretended she was surprised.
"Yeah. But now you look more like a little pussy cat."
"Yeah. Sure."

~Fin~