Pairings: G/C Friendship
Spoilers: Cool Change
He was still standing there waiting as she exited the morgue, shaking with
barely repressed emotion. A single tear slid down her cheek as the door
closed quietly behind her.
"Got it," she mumbled, lip quivering.
He stepped closer, pulling her into his arms, guiding her face into his
chest and let her pour out her grief and guilt. He stroked her hair,
whispered sweet nothings to her, comforted her.
She pulled away, wiping her face. She forced a smile. "Thanks, Gil."
He smiled back warmly, his face full of affection and squeezed her arm
"What are friends for?"