Gun Shot Residue - bad title I know

Ok, have revised two topics for tomorrows exam, having abreak now so I thought I coulduse the time constructively to post more!!!!
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A while later both men looked up at the sound of footsteps running down the corridor. Grissom got to his feet just in time for 12 year old Lindsey Willows to barrel into his body, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist and burying her face in his chest. Her actions startled him slightly but he recovered quickly and returned her embrace, smoothing her blond hair with his hand.

“Where’s my mom Uncle Gil? Is she gonna be ok?” The little girl turned her head so her questions wouldn’t be muffled.
“She’s in surgery. The doctors are taking good care of her Butterfly.” He felt her smile slightly at his use of the nickname he’d given her when she was two.
“She will be ok though?” she tilted her head up so she could look into his eyes. He nodded

“She’s tough sweetheart. I’m sure she’s going to be fine.” Lindsey smiled slightly and hugged him tighter. Slowly Grissom manoeuvred them to the chairs and sat them down. Only then did Lindsey let go of him, but stayed as close as she could get without being on his lap.

“What happened?” She turned to him, her inquisitive blue eyes boring in to his own. He suppressed a wince, noting how much they were like Catherine’s.
“Lindsey…” he began. The last thing he wanted to do was tell the child how her mother was brutally gunned down, just because they’d been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

“I want to know Uncle Gil.” Her face was set in determination, crossing her arms over her chest in much the same way Catherine had just a few hours before at the lab. He noticed Warrick had left, giving them some privacy. He sighed softly and turned to her, explaining gently what had happened, leaving the nastier parts out. When he finished Lindsey was silent. After a moment she spoke, her voice small and uncertain.

“Is she going to die?” Tears sprang to Grissom’s eyes and although he wasn’t overly fond of displays of affection, he pulled her to him in a fierce hug.
“Like I told you Butterfly, your mom is a fighter, she’s tough. All we can do now is wait for the doctors to finish helping her. She’s in good hands, they’re doing everything they can for her.”

He heard her sniffle into his chest as she began to cry quietly. Ignoring the tears that streamed down his own face, landing in her soft blonde curls, he smoothed her hair and whispered soothing words in her ear, pausing only to press a gentle kiss to her head.

From his vantage point at the end of the corridor Warrick Brown watched the exchange between his supervisor and the child. The man never allowed his emotions to show in front of adults, yet his tears for his friend and colleague flowed freely in the presence of her daughter.

A small smile graced his face as Lindsey wound her arms around Grissom, squeezing tightly. Turning silently on his heel, he left the pair alone to comfort each other, heading out of the hospital to call Nick for an update on the case’s progress.
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Review please! Will give me the extra little lift I need to revise the next two topics!

CSIL3Willows
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I'm in love with this chapter. :) I wish so much that we'd gotten to see Lindsey/Gil interaction on the show. Sadly, that will never happen now and even if it did, it wouldn't be the same cause she's an adult now. :lol: I loved him calling her butterfly and kissing her forehead. too cute and so sweet.

Great chapter. :thumbsup:
 
Thank you!! Glad you enjoyed the Lindsey/Gil stuff. I always wanted to see them interact on the show, think that's why I put it in my fic. There's more in later chapters aswell.

CSIL3Willows
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Good work! I really like your characterizations. I feel like you've really captured the dynamic between Grissom and Catherine quite well.
 
This story just keeps getting better and better. Love Lindsey and Gil and Warrick and Gil talking :). Hope to read more soon :).
 
Wow! More readers! I'm so excited!! I've finally finished all my exams (WHOOP!!!) and handed in my dissertation proposal, so I am now free to post as much as I like!!!!!!
Here's the next bit.
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Warrick, following his conversation with Nick had headed back to the lab to help out. There had been an air of solemnity hanging over the normally bustling crime lab, the knowledge that one of their own was fighting for her life weighing heavily on everyone’s minds.

Now, hours later, he returned to the hospital. Walking along the hallway he saw Grissom still sat as he had been. The only change was that Lindsey had fallen asleep, her head resting against Grissom’s knee.
His head turned as he heard Warrick approach. The younger man was slightly concerned by the dark circles that had formed under his supervisor’s eyes in his absence. He received a small smile and a nod of appreciation as he handed over a Styrofoam cup full of steaming coffee.

“How long as she been asleep?” Warrick whispered as he took a seat, gesturing at the sleeping child between them.
“A couple of hours.” There was a beat of silence.
“Any word on Cath?”
Grissom shook his head. “Nothing. How are the others getting on?”
“The bullets Nick and Sara recovered from your car matched some recovered from a drive by shooting handled by days a few months back. Brass is following up on it.” Grissom only nodded, glancing at the OR doors. Warrick followed his gaze. “We’re all worried about her Griss.”

“You weren’t the one covered in her blood though were you?” He snapped. He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath, bringing his free hand up to rub his face. “I’m sorry Warrick.”
“Don’t worry about it. I can’t imagine what it must’ve been like.” Silence descended over the two men, Grissom absently stroking Lindsey’s hair as she slept on.

The sound of a throat being cleared made both of them turn. To say Grissom was shocked to see Officer Fromansky standing there was an understatement.
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Hope you enjoy. Thanks so much everyone for your great reviews, they've made me smile!

CSIL3Willows
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Love it!

And I just had to say aww at Linds falling asleep on Gil's knee and him stroking her hair like a father would. :adore:
 
Hehe I was hoping someone might comment on that part. Here's some more...
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“Sorry to intrude… My partner and I were taking a statement from an assault victim in the ER and I thought… Never mind…” He turned to walk away but Grissom’s voice stopped him.

“Wait.” He stood, carefully placing Lindsey’s head on his now vacant chair and approaching Fromansky. “I know we don’t exactly have the best history, but I want to thank you, for they way you helped earlier.” The other man shrugged.
“I was doing my job. I wasn’t going to let my history with you affect it. Any word from the doctors?”

“No. She’s been in the OR for hours…” Grissom stopped mid-sentence and whirled round as he heard a door open behind him. His heart started pounding as a man in green scrubs exited the OR, pulling his mask down around his neck. He caught sight of them and walked over. Grissom noticed the solemn look on his face.

“Are you the family of Catherine Willows?”
“I’m Gil Grissom, her boss. That’s her daughter,” Grissom spoke up, gesturing towards Lindsey, who had sat up and was rubbing her eyes, looking slightly confused.
“My name is Dr Roberts, I’ve been treating Ms. Willows.” Warrick glanced at Grissom then stood up.

“Linds, why don’t we go get a soda? You must be thirsty, you’ve been asleep for a while.” The little girl nodded and obediently followed him down the hall. Officer Fromansky disappeared at the same time, leaving Grissom and the doctor alone.
“How is she?” Part of him dreaded the answer he was about to receive. The doctor took a breath before beginning.

“Ms. Willows sustained a serious gunshot wound to the shoulder. It passed through, missing the bone. However it caused a tear in the artery, leading to massive blood loss. As I’m sure you’re aware, she coded twice while down in the ER. Once we got her into the OR she coded twice more. At one point she was losing blood faster than we could get it into her.” Grissom closed his eyes, preparing himself for the inevitable.

“Fortunately, Ms. Willows is very strong. Despite the problems she made it through the surgery. She’s being moved to recovery. I’ll let you know when you can see her.” Without another word the doctor turned and walked away. Grissom reached for a chair and sank into it as his legs gave way. He brought a hand up to his face, wiping away a few tears that had escaped and started running down his cheeks. He smiled for what felt like the first time in years.

“Uncle Gil?” Lindsey was by his side. “Was that my mom’s doctor?” He nodded. Her face fell, tears appearing in her big blue eyes. Sensing her confusion, he wrapped her in his arms and pulled her on to his lap.

“It’s ok Butterfly. The doctor said that they’d fixed everything, she’s going to be fine.” The tears where gone as quickly as they had come, a smile lightening up her face.
“Really?”
“Yeah. He said he’d be back soon and take us to see her.” Lindsey gave a squeal of delight and threw her arms around his neck. He couldn’t help but grin as he returned her embrace, burying his face in her hair. She’s ok, he thought. She’s going to be ok.
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CSIL3Willows
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P.S. I would just like to say, given that today is the 64th anniversary of the D-Day landings, a huge thank you to all the soldiers who fought and died so that we could know and enjoy freedom today. Also, having just watched CSI:NY, may we never forget the millions of people killed in the Hollocaust at the concentration camps, nor the evil men who caused their suffering.
 
good chapter. Loved the ending moment with Gil and Linds.

I meant to ask before, how old is Linds in this fic?
 
In answer to your question GregNickRyanFan, in my mind Linds is about 12 or 13 yearas old.
Will ppost more in a bit-skies.

CSIL3Willows
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Kk peoples, here's some more.
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A short while later the doctor returned, informing them that Catherine had been moved to recovery.
“Only one visitor at a time is allowed,” he stated. Grissom glanced down at Lindsey, who had moved to his side the moment she’d seen the doctor approach. The doctor followed his gaze then spoke again. “Although, given the circumstances, I have no problem making an exception in this case.” Grissom gave the man a grateful smile before turning to Warrick, who cut him off before he could speak.

“Go. I’ll head back to the lab, tell the guys the good news. Just make sure you give her our love. We‘ll come by to see her tomorrow.” He grinned broadly, said goodbye to Lindsey and left.
Silently they followed the doctor along the hall until they reached a room marked ‘Surgical Recovery Unit’. He paused at the door.

“She’s still unconscious from the anaesthetic we gave her. Don’t be surprised if she stays asleep for this visit. We’re confident she should regain consciousness sometime tomorrow.” Grissom nodded and the doctor turned, leaving them alone.
Lindsey reached for the door handle but Grissom stopped her. She gave him an inquisitive look.

“Butterfly, you need to understand that your mom’s been through a really serious operation. She’ll be asleep when we go in there. She’ll also have lots of tubes and wires attached to her but it’s nothing to worry about, they’re just so the doctors can keep an eye on her, make sure she recovers ok. You ready?” The girl nodded and he opened the door long enough for both of them to pass through, the shut it quietly.

The room was silent save for the steady beeping of the heart monitor. He moved toward the bed, Lindsey close beside him. He bit back a gasp as his eyes settled on Catherine’s still form lying in the bed. Her eyes were closed, which wasn’t unexpected, tubes pumping oxygen into her body protruding from her nose. She was incredibly pale, a similar shade to the pillow on which her head rested.

Her strawberry blonde hair was fanned out, reminding him of a halo and providing a small amount of color in the bland room. The covers were pulled up to her chest, her arms lying by her sides. He winced inwardly at the IV lines piercing her delicate skin and running to the bags secured on poles by the side of the bed.

He tore his gaze away from the woman in the bed and turned to her child. Lindsey stood unmoving at his side, eyes never leaving her mother.
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More in a minute...
CSIL3Willows
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Double whammy postage!!! Enjoy!!
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“Lindsey?”
“Do you think she knows I’m here?” He smiled gently.

“I’m sure she does. I know it must be strange and a little scary, seeing her like that, but she’s going to be ok sweetheart. We just have to wait for her to wake up. It may take a while, because she had a serious operation. But she will wake up.” The girl relaxed slightly at his comforting words, but still did not move. To encourage her, Grissom moved towards the bed and sank into the chair beside it. After a moment he heard Lindsey move. She stopped next to him.

“You can talk to her if you want.” She regarded him questioningly.
“Can she hear me?” He nodded.
“Studies have shown that a high number of patients respond to familiar voices while still unconscious.” Lindsey glanced at him, then back at her mother before gingerly sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Mom?” The only response was the steady rhythm of the heart monitor. “It’s Lindsey. Uncle Gil said you might be able to hear me.” She turned back to Grissom, who smiled silently telling her to continue. “I don’t know what to say,” she whispered.
“You can say anything. The words aren’t really important, it’s your voice she needs to hear.” She took a deep breath, then spoke again.

“I was really scared mom. When Uncle Jim came to Becca’s to get me I knew that there was something really wrong. The doctor said you’re going to be ok though.” She continued talking, about school and her friends, dancing and a movie she wanted to see. “When you’re better we can go together. I’m sure Uncle Gil will let you have the night off. Maybe he could even come with us.”

He smiled again, suppressing a yawn. His gaze fell on Catherine’s still form as Lindsey’s soft voice urged his eyes shut and coaxed him into slumber.
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Hope you like it!!
CSIL3Willows
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Aww. I really love the bond between Gil and Linds. Loved how she said he could come to the movies with them. :) And I really liked how he explained to her about the tubes and stuff before going into the room.
 
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