Of Redheads and Younger Men
Part 6

This is the final chapter of this story. Thanks to Angelaumbrella, Beccy, Bex, Wendysam, Abi, FactVsFiction, Lostladyknight, Dutchie, Lil Kass and Elkebaby for reviewing! I've got a sequel planned ifyou are interested! Enjoy the final part! Xx

Catherine smiled sadly to herself as she headed along the corridor, she was glad Greg had allowed her to talk to Kerry's parents, in a way it helped to give them all closure. It also made Catherine grateful that she had been able to leave that world behind her before something as horrific had happened to her. She shuddered at the thought, and wrapped her arms around her body.

"Feeling cold, Catherine?" Greg asked, his mouth close to her ear and his breath on her neck sending shivers down her spine. She hadn't even heard him creep up on her, she was that deep in her own thoughts. "I think I know a way to warm you up."

"Greg!" Catherine hissed. "Not here!"

He smiled. "You just look like you could do with cheering up."

"Believe me, I do." She replied. "I've just been to see Kerry's parents."

Greg made a face. "How are they taking it?"

"Badly. Especially her mother."

"I'm sorry." Greg said softly.

"I know you are." Catherine smiled softly. "Thank you, Greg."

"We'll get justice, Cat." He said, coming to a stop outside the locker rooms.

"What did you just call me?" She asked.

Greg looked puzzled. "Cat. Why? If you don't like it..."

"No, it's not that. It's what Kerry called me on my first ever night as an exotic dancer." She sadly.

Greg placed a hand on her arm. "She'd be really proud of you Catherine, you've come so far."

"Thanks." She turned and put her hand on the door handle. "I'm going to change. I'll see you later."

Greg was wandering the corridors aimlessly, hoping that Catherine would come and find him soon. He knew that she would probably need some time on her own but he could hope that they would spend tonight together again. The enormity of his feelings for the redhead was only just hitting him now. He turned and jumped when he felt a hand grasp his shoulder, he knew instantly that it wasn't Catherine though.

"Greg, we've caught the sonovabitch, he confessed." Jim Brass told the CSI.

"Confessed?" Greg replied incredulously.

Brass nodded. "I don't know what his lawyer said to him but we'll definitely ask him to represent our clients in future." He said dryly.

Greg managed a smile. "Gotta tell Catherine." He mumbled before dashing off down the corridor leaving the wisened detective bemused. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, turned into a vacated corridor and dialled Catherine's number; she picked up on the second ring.

"Greg?" She asked.

"Catherine, I've got some news about the case." He told her, a grin slowly spreading across his face.

"What was so important that you couldn't tell me on the phone?" Catherine asked incredulously when she opened her front door to face the young CSI less than fifteen minutes later.

"Let me in and I'll tell you." Greg grinned. When Catherine didn't budge, Greg looked worried. "Are Lindsey and Lily home?" He asked.

Catherine was becoming more suspicious now. "No, why?"

"Can I come in then?" He asked, giving her his trademark cheeky grin.

"Fine." Catherine caved, opening the door wide to let him inside. The interior of the Willows residence was cool and totally alien to the crime lab. She led the way into the kitchen before leaning against the counter, her arms folded across her chest.

"Don't ask me the details because I don't know, but Holloway confessed. Brass just told me and you were the first person I thought should know." He babbled.

"Confessed?" Catherine asked, eyes wide. Greg nodded. "Seriously?" He nodded again. She threw her arms around him in a hug. "Thank you so much Greg, for knowing how much this means to me."

Greg hugged her back, her head resting just beneath his chin. He stroked her hair, enjoying the feeling of her relaxing into his arms. He was falling for this woman and he had no idea how to stop it. Catherine loved the feeling of being in his arms and although she knew it was wrong, it was something she knew it wouldn't be too hard to get used to. She stole a glance at her watch, Lindsey and Lily wouldn't be home for hours yet...

2 weeks later:

As if the first few days of the Kerry Miller investigation weren't enough of a rollercoaster ride for Catherine Willows and Greg Sanders, what was to follow would rock them too. After the investigation was over and Holloway was awaiting trial, Catherine and Greg's liaison continued, behind closed doors of course. It pained him to have to hide his and Catherne's relationship from the world but Greg understood her situation and accepted it. He had never in his wildest dreams expected them to end up here.

The day of Kerry Miller's funeral dawned bright and hot in Las Vegas. Greg Sanders turned up the air conditioning another notch as he pulled his car up outside the Willows' residence at just before ten o'clock. Catherine had made it obvious from early on that she had wanted to attend to Kerry's funeral, Greg understood and he wanted to be there for her, he was touched when Catherine didn't turn down his idea of going with her. He knew it was wrong but he couldn't help but notice how beautiful Catherine looked in a black dress and shoulder wrap as she exited her house and headed for the car. 'It's a funeral, focus Sanders'. He told himself firmly just before Catherine opened the door.
"Hey Greg." She smiled, his suit and black tie having the same effect on her as her dress had on him.

"Hey, Cath, you okay?" He asked, turning on the ignition and pulling away from the roadside.

She sighed. "Yeah, I'm okay." She was dreading the funeral though.

"Maybe I should go and talk to Kerry's parents?" Catherine said to Greg as the arrived at the cemetery.

"Okay, I'll save you some seats." Greg replied, lightly placing his hand to the small of Catherine's back before she walked away. He watched her go, her confident stride unaffected by the emotional turmoil going on inside of her. Greg found them two seats and waited for her to return.

"Okay?" He asked again, knowing it was inadequate but wanting to show he cared.

"Yeah. Thanks. And thank you for coming Greg, I really appreciate it." She said, her blue eyes boring into his making it hard to look away.
"Anything for you, Catherine." He replied, his gaze never leaving her's.

Her eyes filled with tears, not for the first time that day, and she reached over and squeezed his hand, never letting go, not even when the service ended. Catherine Willows had made a decision and suddenly it didn't seem to matter if people knew about her and Greg or not. In fact, she wanted them to.

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