Series Title: Memories of a Life
Title: Work
Author: ANNE (the insane one)
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Summary: Snapshots of Gil and Catherine's life together.

From Catherine's POV


It's kind of funny, looking through old picture albums now. An entire life is placed in these. Or, more accurately, several lives. We have different photo albums in our house. One book for work shots, one for family, home and others...some that Lindsey and the rest of the kids don't even know about!

I open the "Work" album and start flicking through.

The first picture I come across is one of me, taken when I was a dancer. I have a stunned look, probably because I wasn't expecting my photo to be taken. It was taken so long ago that I have no idea what that fluffy thing I'm holding could possibly be...and I have a feeling I probably don't want to know.




I smile broadly at the next picture. It's a young one of Gil, taken when he had just started being a CSI. I sometimes tease him about this picture, telling him that he looks as though he was trying to get his face in profile for a professional photographer.




The first day on the job. Don't I look serious? I was ready to start a new phase of my life. Personally, I prefer the next photo in the album...


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...one which was taken of Gil and I on my first day at his lab. Somehow life never seemed so bad around him. It still doesn't.





Gil took this one. I wanted to burn it, but he said I looked so cute and serious, chewing on my pen as I worked. I told him I'd get him back at some point.



And I did get him back too, with this shot. It's Gil in an unguarded moment, one of many that I have taken of him over the years.



I giggle at the next one. Gil and I almost blew a gasket when we found Greg taking this picture, but now we can laugh about it. It was such a silly argument, as so many between us seem to be. Hmm...I think I still have that jacket somewhere. And those earrings. There's a surprise for hubby when he gets home!



The next photo catches my breath, and I feel an overwhelming depth of sadness run through me. Truth be told, neither Gil and I know who took this photo or where it came from. All we know is that it ended up on Gil's desk one afternoon. Gil was always there for me, when I needed him most, and by God, I needed him that day. I still feel partially responsible for what happened to Holly Gribbs, even though Gil has always told me not to. I can't help it. I encouraged her to stay and then she was killed. But I will always be glad that Gil was there for me, and has been ever since.




Of course, Gil can't help himself taking photos of me, even when I tell him I'll kill him for it. I swear, it's like talking to a brick wall sometimes!



Unluckily for me, this was a Nick special, which he promptly handed over to Gil. I once asked Gil if he got it taken so he could look down my shirt, but he maintains, "Why bother? I've got the real thing."



Hehe. My husband was certainly not expecting me to pop up with a camera here!



I think I can blame Brass for this one. Gil seems to think it was a cute picture for some reason though. He says it's my "This is all your fault" look.



Ah, another Nick Stokes special



I don't think my darling husband has ever appreciated how close I was to jumping him in that hallway...



Now this photo I KNOW he was trying to look down my shirt because he told me :)




I love this photo. To this day I still don't know who took it. All I can remember is Gil being there for me. Like he always has