Catherinesmyidol
Coroner
I haven't been able to write anything for a while but I had a free minute and typed this up. It's from Lady Heather's point of view, and hints at GSR (because Grissom cheating on Heather makes for some lovely angst). Feedback is love. 
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We begin the drive back to his house in silence, neither daring to speak. It seems that lately when we try to have a conversation, it develops into a screaming match. He always gives up and I’m left standing in his living room; I don’t want that right now. Not in his car as we’re driving back to his house. Hoping to kill the calm that has enveloped us, I reach over to the dash and turn the radio up.
It's not a silly little moment; it's not the storm before the calm
The peaceful tune manages drown the quietness out, which I am thankful for. I adjust my seat belt and close my eyes.
This is the deep and dyin’ breath of; this love we've been workin’ on
After hearing that, I begin paying closer attention to the lyrics. He’s staring straight ahead, focusing solely on the road. I turn the radio up a few notches more and sit back in my seat.
Can't seem to hold you like I want to, so I can feel you in my arms
Nobody's gonna come and save you, we pulled too many false alarms
We're goin’ down and you can see it too
We're goin’ down and you know that we're doomed
My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
He starts paying attention now, much to my surprise. Usually he just ignores the radio. But not tonight. There’s something different about him; something that was never there before. I have a feeling that he realizes I know his secret; I know that he’s cheating on me.
I was the one you always dreamed of; you were the one I tried to draw
He’s been cheating on me for quite some time. Why didn’t I stop it earlier? Perhaps I was hoping he’d break it off with her and we could go back to the couple we used to be. All I know now is that I’ve made a huge mistake.
How dare you say it's nothing to me
Baby, you're the only light I ever saw
I'll make the most of all the sadness
You'll be a bitch because you can
You try to hit me just hurt me
So you leave me feeling dirty
‘Cause you can't understand
I glance at him, praying to see the man I used to. No such luck; he’s still pale and has bags under his eyes. Those two have become permanent features since his affair started. I’ve grown used to seeing them but not how they make him look. I wish he’d just pull the car over and offer to talk. I know he won’t; that’s not who he is.
We're goin’ down and you can see it too
We're goin’ down and you know that we're doomed
My dear, we're slow dancing in a burnin’ room
This is not how our relationship was supposed to be. He had changed, I had witnessed it with my own eyes. Why was he acting like this? I’ve realized that I no longer understand the man sitting two feet from me. He’s become a stranger and it’s devastating to grasp that.
We pull up to his townhouse and enter it with the silence I had hoped we’d left in the car that was now parked in the driveway. As we shed our coats and shoes, he starts up the stairs and is completely expressionless. I know he’s going to call her from our room; that’s the look he gets when he’s going to talk to her. It makes me wonder which of us he really cares for. I begin to follow him up the stairs, but he turns around and stops me.
“Not tonight, Heather. I want to be alone.” He tries to whisper, but it comes out more like a hiss.
“You won’t be alone. You’re going to call her.” There, I’ve revealed that I know about his affair.
“Go back downstairs,” comes his tired reply. He finishes his journey up the stairs and leaves me standing there with tears stinging my eyes.
I numbly walk to the couch and sit down, my entire body suddenly cold from our encounter. As I wrap a blanket around my shivering form, my tears fall and I force myself not to sob aloud. I close my eyes, hoping sleep will come quickly and wash this night away from me, and that song from the radio is still playing in my mind.
My dear, we're slow dancin' in a burnin' room
Fin
(Lyrics are from John Mayer's song 'Slow Dancing in a Burning Room')
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We begin the drive back to his house in silence, neither daring to speak. It seems that lately when we try to have a conversation, it develops into a screaming match. He always gives up and I’m left standing in his living room; I don’t want that right now. Not in his car as we’re driving back to his house. Hoping to kill the calm that has enveloped us, I reach over to the dash and turn the radio up.
It's not a silly little moment; it's not the storm before the calm
The peaceful tune manages drown the quietness out, which I am thankful for. I adjust my seat belt and close my eyes.
This is the deep and dyin’ breath of; this love we've been workin’ on
After hearing that, I begin paying closer attention to the lyrics. He’s staring straight ahead, focusing solely on the road. I turn the radio up a few notches more and sit back in my seat.
Can't seem to hold you like I want to, so I can feel you in my arms
Nobody's gonna come and save you, we pulled too many false alarms
We're goin’ down and you can see it too
We're goin’ down and you know that we're doomed
My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
He starts paying attention now, much to my surprise. Usually he just ignores the radio. But not tonight. There’s something different about him; something that was never there before. I have a feeling that he realizes I know his secret; I know that he’s cheating on me.
I was the one you always dreamed of; you were the one I tried to draw
He’s been cheating on me for quite some time. Why didn’t I stop it earlier? Perhaps I was hoping he’d break it off with her and we could go back to the couple we used to be. All I know now is that I’ve made a huge mistake.
How dare you say it's nothing to me
Baby, you're the only light I ever saw
I'll make the most of all the sadness
You'll be a bitch because you can
You try to hit me just hurt me
So you leave me feeling dirty
‘Cause you can't understand
I glance at him, praying to see the man I used to. No such luck; he’s still pale and has bags under his eyes. Those two have become permanent features since his affair started. I’ve grown used to seeing them but not how they make him look. I wish he’d just pull the car over and offer to talk. I know he won’t; that’s not who he is.
We're goin’ down and you can see it too
We're goin’ down and you know that we're doomed
My dear, we're slow dancing in a burnin’ room
This is not how our relationship was supposed to be. He had changed, I had witnessed it with my own eyes. Why was he acting like this? I’ve realized that I no longer understand the man sitting two feet from me. He’s become a stranger and it’s devastating to grasp that.
We pull up to his townhouse and enter it with the silence I had hoped we’d left in the car that was now parked in the driveway. As we shed our coats and shoes, he starts up the stairs and is completely expressionless. I know he’s going to call her from our room; that’s the look he gets when he’s going to talk to her. It makes me wonder which of us he really cares for. I begin to follow him up the stairs, but he turns around and stops me.
“Not tonight, Heather. I want to be alone.” He tries to whisper, but it comes out more like a hiss.
“You won’t be alone. You’re going to call her.” There, I’ve revealed that I know about his affair.
“Go back downstairs,” comes his tired reply. He finishes his journey up the stairs and leaves me standing there with tears stinging my eyes.
I numbly walk to the couch and sit down, my entire body suddenly cold from our encounter. As I wrap a blanket around my shivering form, my tears fall and I force myself not to sob aloud. I close my eyes, hoping sleep will come quickly and wash this night away from me, and that song from the radio is still playing in my mind.
My dear, we're slow dancin' in a burnin' room
Fin
(Lyrics are from John Mayer's song 'Slow Dancing in a Burning Room')
