By Saz

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 lightly.

"What are friends for?"