Graveshift CSI

FF: Cupid's Chokehold

Sun, 22 Feb 2009 22:22:04 GMT

Thank God. Cupid's Chokehold is back on track.

I'm writing Chapter 50 at the moment, which sounds utterly ridiculous. I don't understand how I've let it become this long, but in my mind at some point, it just had to be this way. FF.net and GraveshiftCSI only have up to about Chapter 38 but they are coming. I'm just sometimes too lazy to post online. I need to get this done and then I can start posting without hesitation.

Thank you to those who have been keeping up with the story. Everyone on FF and Graveshift that have been giving me such wonderful reviews...I really thank you all. :)

Stay tuned! We're almost there.

http://www.graveshiftcsi.com/fanfiction/viewstory.php?sid=3063

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3575375/1/Cupids_Chokehold

- Gravey

MultiFandom Batch

Mon, 01 Dec 2008 21:24:24 GMT

[1-69] Ugly Betty 2x8
[70-119] Mamma mia!
[120-126] Danimina
[127-160] Sex and the city
[161-168] Purejoy from previous seasons
[169-181] Catherine Willows
[182-183] Wilhelmina animated
[184] Danimina banner

Teaser:

So I made up my mind, it must come to an end...Look at me now!

Graveshiftcsi Calendar 2009

Wed, 26 Nov 2008 18:50:04 GMT

Hello

Due to interest, we have decided to produce a 2009 Calendar. This one will be entitled 'a matter of time' - because, we all know it, it's only a matter of time before Gil and Cath get together :-D

For those of you who remember the 2007 calendar, it's going to be done in the same way. It will be a desktop calendar, with each month designed by a different person (if we get enough volunteers).

Full information on what will be required and how to sign up can be found here:

Graveshiftcsi Calendar 2009

In brief:

Deadline to sign up: Dec 3rd
Deadline for submission of artwork: Dec 28th
Calendar available from: Dec 31st

But please visit the above site and read all information before
working on anything.

If you'd like to see 2007's calendar, it can be downloaded here:

Graveshiftcsi Calendar 2007

I look forward to seeing the end result. Hope some of you are able to
join in.

xxx

50 Fics Challenge FF: Soothing

Sun, 16 Nov 2008 16:00:08 GMT

Title: Soothing

Summary: Catherine spends too long at a scene.

Disclaimers: CSI Crime Scene Investigation does not belong to me, they
are the property of CBS, Alliance Atlantis, Jerry Bruckheimer and the
wonderful actors who portray them.

Author's Notes: This is by far the shortest fic I've ever written. The
entire concept for this fic came out of our chat yesterday while we were
frantically counting the number of fics we had for this challenge and
trying to finish our fics. Once we realized that we were going to be
short a few fics, we had an idea. A series of drabbles or ficlets about
moments of Gil and Cath's life together in Vegas. So expect to see a few
fics in the Moments In Vegas challenge pop up today... And if anyone
would like to write a Moment in Vegas, feel free. It's kind of a fun way
to use those little ideas that come to mind that aren't really full
fledged fics. Thanks to Jac for looking over this for me and giving me
the okay to post. I'm a bit nervous, since it's short and I've never
written a drabblesque type of fic. And lots of thanks for the title... I
really hate titles.

Rating: CSI-1

Spoilers: Not a thing.

Distribution: The GraveshiftCSI Homepage

*~*~*~*~*

“Catherine!”

She stopped in her tracks, turning towards the office her name emanated
from.

“Get in here, now.”

She glanced through the office door with a frown on her face and changed
her direction, entering the office and shutting the door behind her.
“Care to tell me what your problem is?”

“What happened to you?”

Catherine looked at Gil, slightly perplexed and shrugged. “I don’t know
what you’re talking about?”

“Come here,” his voice had softened noticeably, the worry obvious on his
face.

She crossed the room, moving around his desk as he motioned her to come
closer.

“What happened?” he asked again, his fingers gently brushing her shoulder.

“Ouch!” She turned her head looking down to the spot Gil had just touched.

“How long were you at that scene?” He asked as he moved towards the mini
refrigerator in his office.

“Just a few hours,” she answered, shuddering slightly as Gil returned
with the bottle. “It’s cold.”

“I haven’t even touched you yet. Besides, you know what happens after
the initial shock.” He flipped the lid open, pointing at his chair and
waiting for Catherine to sit down.

“But…” she trailed off as the aloe vera gel came in contact with the
reddened skin on her shoulder.

“Shhh…” he whispered, slightly blowing across the gel covered skin.
“Just close your eyes and stop fighting. I’ll be done soon and you can
finish your work. Just remember… next time don’t forget to use the
sunscreen.”

~finis~

50 Fics for Marg!

Sun, 16 Nov 2008 15:26:04 GMT

The 50 fics challenge is well under way over at the yahoo group. We've also just introduced a 'Moments in Vegas' challenge - for fics of any length about any moment Gil and Cath share in Vegas. So if you're a G/C fic author, give it a go. I just wrote a drabble for that in under ten minutes :-D

It's fun.

Hope to see you all posting :-D

50 fics challenge...

Sat, 01 Nov 2008 18:18:02 GMT

So I'm finally getting back to things. I've never been good at updating this, and I'm sure I'll never be the best at it, but there's always hope.

Somehow I got talked into doing a 50 fics challenge for Marg's Birthday this year. I don't know how, because the other ones took a few months of preparation and writing, and now we have 15 days. So we'll see how that goes.

If anyone is interest in taking part, or just spreading the word here is a webpage for the challenge that Jaclyn graciously set up.

http://gotchemistry.com/50fics/index.htm

Hopefully we'll get it accomplished... and now, I have to write.

14 CSI/Marg Helgenberger Icons

Fri, 08 Aug 2008 02:20:12 GMT

[6] Marg Helgenberger Icons
[8] CSI Icons
[5] The Closer Icons

Teasers

The rest are at My Journal. Enjoy!

Reason to Live

Tue, 06 May 2008 14:56:20 GMT

Reason to Live
By CatherineWillows10
Rating CSI - 2
Warnings: Major Character Death
Disclaimer: Don't own them, wish I did. Just playing, please don't sue.

Gil ran into the emergency room, frantically looking for someone to help him. Grabbing a nurse he asked where she was. The nurse led him to her, she had been hit head on by a drunk driver. Induced into a coma because her airbag didn’t deploy and she was thrown head first into the windshield. Her injuries were life threatening, they didn’t know if she would make it. So they called him. He is her emergency contact, just like she is his.

The nurse pulled back the curtain and he gasped. He had never seen her like this, he never wanted to see her like this. Tubes and blood soaked bandages covering her beautiful face and red hair. Slowly he stepped in, sitting next to her and taking her hand. He leaned forward and kissed her cheek “I’m here Cat, please don’t leave me” he whispered

He sat like that for hours, un moving, watching her, willing her to open her eyes, smile at him, anything to let him know she was in there and fighting, but there was nothing. Nurses came in and checked on her, ran tests, but there was no change. If she didn’t awake from this coma, she was going to die, and Gil’s will to live would die with her.

He slowly moved for the first time in hours, climbing into the bed with her. He wrapped his arms around her and laid his head on her chest, listening to her heart beat. He had never held her before, much less listened to the beat of her heart. This was an intimate act that he never got the privilege to enjoy, and probably never would again.

A few more hours past and he moved again, lifting his head up so he could whisper in her ear.

“Catherine, I need to tell you a few things” he whispered softly praying she could hear him. “I love you, I always have, I was just never man enough to tell you, and I’m sorry for that.” He softly, absentmindedly stroked her stomach as he spoke. “You are my everything Cath, my reason for living. If you leave me, I won’t be able to go on living with out you.” he softly kissed her temple “Please come back to me baby, I need you, I want to show you what true love is like”

He laid his head back onto her chest and softy cried. Suddenly he heard a rumbling in her chest and he looked up. “Lindsey” was all she said. Her eyes were open her mouth moving.

“Cath?” he asked questioning weather it was a dream or reality

“Lindsey” she said again “if I die, you need to take Lindsey. You need to go on for her” she struggled in a raspy voice

“You heard me?” he asked overjoyed and a bit embarrassed

Catherine nodded “I-I lo- I love you too” she managed to get out

Gil brought his hand to her cheek, stroking it softly as he kissed her forehead . He tears flowing freely now. “I’m gonna go get the doctor, I love you” he whispered before leaving the room and grabbing the first nurse he could find.

Walking back into the room all that could be heard was the steady tone of Catherine flat lining. “No, no, no, no!” Gil screamed as she rushed to her side and took her hand. But a nurse pulled him away and pushed him into the hall. He sank against the wall, sobbing as doctors and nurses flooded the room trying to revive her.

They pronounced her dead at 7:36 am.

Gil sat against that wall, sobbing, until a small hand touched his arm. Seven year old Lindsey Willows looked straight into his eyes. “Who’s going to take care of me now?” she asked

“I am Lindsey,” he said wiping at his face and getting up “That’s why I’m your godfather” he said standing and picking up the little girl “we are going to get through this together” he said walking out of he hospital, leaving his heart and soul behind.

Sun, 04 May 2008 22:08:08 GMT

Title: The Best of Us (Part 2)

Author: Coco

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Catherine finds herself in a delicate situation and she has to cope
with it while trying to balance a rapidly declining relationship with her
daughter, a love-hate relationship with her mother and the budding romance
between she and Grissom.

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or its characters and I don't make any claim to
own anything here.

Spoilers: Knowing what happened in season 8 regarding Sara is a must.

Part One

( When Grissom got home one day the following week he found a note taped to his front door from his next door neighbor. )

icons

Sat, 26 Apr 2008 19:17:39 GMT

[04] grillows
[02] gil grissom
[01] 8x12 CSI

Teaser

more in my Journal

Wallpapers

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 19:01:00 GMT

2 WP...
[1] CSI
[1] Marg

15 CSI Icons, 1 MH Banner & 1 MC Banner

Fri, 22 Feb 2008 16:54:39 GMT

[12] CSI Icons - Catherine/GC
[3] Marg Helgenberger Icons
[10] The Closer Icons
[1] Marg Helgenberger Banner
[1] Melinda Clarke Banner

These are some random icons I made a while back that I never got around to posting.

Rules are HERE

Teasers:

The rest are @ My Journal.

Sun, 17 Feb 2008 05:20:49 GMT

I posted this a while ago but I never actually promoted it, I don't think. So here's my newest Crime Scene Instigation comic ♥

CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH! @ 112oceanave

♥ Coco

Sun, 03 Feb 2008 22:39:07 GMT

[ 36 ] House, MD
[ 30 ] The X-Files
[ 20 ] Crime Scene Investigation

// //

Icons Over Here @ i_heart_cuddy

♥♥♥

Sun, 23 Dec 2007 22:26:39 GMT

audrina, lauren conrad, beyonce, marg helgenberg
total count: 85 icons

teasers:


1	2	3

-comment and credit if taking.
-credit rainbowkissesx3

more here.

Wallpaper

Sun, 09 Dec 2007 17:43:27 GMT

Oh hey, I do belong to a Grissom/Catherine community. o.O Shows what I know.

My other wallpapers.

Fic: Flickering (1/1)

Sat, 17 Nov 2007 02:56:04 GMT

Title: Flickering
Summary: Gil and Catherine have a birthday dinner at his townhouse.
Notes: Wow, it feels good to get back to these characters. I didn't realize how much I had missed them. Also, Gil is not with Sara in this fic.
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I own nothing associated with the television show CSI.

It's here at fiddlings.

Tue, 16 Oct 2007 00:05:22 GMT

Crime Scene Instigation
Comic #3 at the comic journal. ♥
So a dingo has eaten your ~~baby~~ Sara...

& Don't forget to friend the journal for updates!♥♥♥

Sat, 29 Sep 2007 21:22:12 GMT

I made a new comic! It's CSI caps with captions & these comics are now housed over at 112oceanave feel free to friend the community to recieve updates!

Comic 2: It's tough to have a crush...

♥ Coco

(and the first comic can be found here)

FF :: Cupid's Chokehold (27 - Have You Ever Seen the Rain?)

Sat, 29 Sep 2007 06:32:06 GMT

Title: Cupid's Chokehold
Author: GraveyardIntern
Rating: CSI-1
Spoilers: None
Disclaimers: I don't own them. I only wish I did.
Summary: "Gil felt like a needle was poking at his chest or why he
felt like he had plunged into hell when he saw Catherine at the
restaurant. It was because Cupid had fired his smoking gun blindly, in
the wrong direction."
Writer's Note: HAVE FUN AND REVIEW PLEASEE!!!!!

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Precipitation was rare enough. Precipitation out of a clear blue sky was a legend.

Grissom had been able to ask for his decent clothes back despite the flood of advice against leaving the hospital. He had had enough. If he was ever going to leave, now would have been the time. With Catherine.

After checking out, they stood in the courtyard beside the hospital without an umbrella. Gil had always liked looking at the cloudless Nevada sky, and Gil had always liked looking at the rain. Together, he could ask for no more. As he stood, feeling his jacket become laden with the essence of life, he thought about the future, about himself, and about the woman holding his right hand.

“Gil?” He shook his head, trying to shake off the water droplets that had been accumulating on his face. He looked at her, seeing a little water dribble off of his hair. “I’m here. I’m still here.” He simply smiled at her attempt at comfort. He shook his head again.

“No you’re not. You may be here physically, but…” He took her hand and placed it on her heart. “You aren’t here.” She was left speechless. He could only smile again, bitterly. He turned his attention back to the rain, feeling her grip on his hand slip. At this moment, he couldn’t care less if she left him that way, if she turned away and walked back to find herself again. She was dry. She was still sane. But he was brought back down to earth from his ascent by her hand on his heart.

“So are you telling me, I’m not in here?” She asked, her eyes boring into his own. He sputtered. This was it. She was asking him if she owned his soul, if he was really indeed at her mercy, and if he could ever live without her. She was asking him if he loved her. He didn’t want to tell her; she had no reason to be curious. He stayed silent, just looking at her, seeing the water penetrate her hair. He could feel her fingertips on his skin, on his soaked jacket. Time froze and for that fleeting moment in time, they were one underneath the cold, brutal sun.

“Catherine…” She took her hand off his chest and nodded, dejectedly. He knew what she was thinking. What she assumed to be where her hand had been moments ago. But he couldn’t tell her that she was judging him, that she was jumping to conclusions. He couldn’t ever tell her that she would be there, forever. He wouldn’t have been able to hold her back, but he tried and surprisingly succeeded. She looked back at him, squinting to see through the deluge. Without a word of protest from either one of them, he drew her closer to him. No words came out of his mouth.

And with that, he kissed her.

Had God ever seen the rain?

It was everywhere, it was everything, every time.

The heavens unleashed.

-------------------------------------------

He wandered aimlessly, pointlessly, and he wandered for a long time. He felt free.

No one would recognize him. Who would have thought that Gil Grissom would walk without an umbrella in the rain? Who would have thought that he would be out in the desert, without a thing in sight?

Who would have thought that he would fall in love?

Not even himself.

His socks, his shoes, and his pants were ruined, and covered in mud. His jacket was dripping, and his hair was drenched. But his mind was dry. This was the only time his mind was not filled with heavy burdens, the only time his mind was free from obligations, free from responsibilities. Now, he simply longed for a thought to come to his head so that it could fill the emptiness that he felt with all his being. He wanted to drink the rain and fill his body with water, wanted to fill the depths of his soul with life so that perhaps he would become more lively. So that perhaps he may discover purpose. After all, the most important epiphany came out of the blue, and came rapidly.

He knew she had given in. When his lips closed in on hers, she had tensed. But as quickly as she had frozen, she seemed to melt under the rain. When his lips parted to allow his lungs to take in the damp air, her lips parted at the same time and the kiss had deepened as their lips moved together. He had pulled her closer towards him, his wet clothing flush against her body. Her arms had snaked around his neck and her hands were running with the water through his hair. It had been a mad flurry of his hands trying to touch her everywhere and anywhere he could before the moment when the consequences of his actions would hit her eventually. He didn’t know how long they had stayed that way, but for him, it could have lasted a lifetime and it could have lasted as long as the blink of an eye. But she eventually broke off hurriedly. He had only held her gaze as she walked away, and when she turned around, she ran off. He knew better than to chase after her.

A smile never left his face.

He wanted to cleanse himself. He desperately wanted each raindrop to carry any memories of his past, and any longings he may have had and drip away from him. He felt like he couldn’t carry all that junk around anymore. He wanted to start anew. He wanted to be able to walk down that aisle in three days and kiss her gloved hand, and say with a smile, Goodbye. And he had such confidence in the rain, that he believed he would walk away from this day a new man, and a wise man. He realized that all the knowledge he had gathered from books and experience had never made him wise. He was intelligent, yes. He was brilliant, yes. But he wasn’t wise. Now he thought he could get down on his knees and pray to whatever was out there, to give him wisdom. To grant him the power to accept the things he could not change, courage to change the things that he can, and wisdom to know the difference. He felt the familiar words roll off his tongue, and he grinned like a madman. He didn’t hear the faint ringing of his phone in his car. He didn’t see the name which he called out now on the green screen.

After walking away from his car and into the horizon for what seemed like a year, he dropped to his knees. He felt the rocks and pebbles dig into his skin, and he felt his muscles trying to fend them off. He could see the mud make its way through the fabric of his pants. He smiled at the picture of him kneeling in the middle of the desert taking on a mahogany color, his jacket becoming as black as the abyss. His hair cut short, his glasses trashed somewhere on the ground, his shoes soggy with water. He looked up at the sky once more. Letting go of his last pride, he put his hands together. He hadn’t been religious, and he wasn’t going to change that now. He wasn’t going to turn to the God he had turned away from so long ago. But he was left with no choice. The last thing he hoped to be able to do was perhaps throw a hope out there, and he knew it was out of his hands forever. He felt that he had no control over anything, and this was his last stand.

“Please. Give me the strength and the courage let her go.”

His body did not shake, he didn’t feel the physical release he hoped to feel, and he knew he was still holding on. He started to chuckle. He broke into a full-fledged laughter, as tears mixed with rain. He heard a deep, rumbling thunder a far ways off, and never saw lightning. He now saw her in front of him, in white. She extended her hand to him, and he reached out to take it but didn’t grasp her hand. He drew it back as if it had burned him, and simply stared at her. She looked beautiful, and the only sound that came from him was his breath. When he didn’t take her hand, she suddenly disappeared, as if Gil had never seen anything in the first place. He frantically shook his head, and put his hands on the ground.

The desert sand didn’t move, but it made a spirited attempt.

Sun, 09 Sep 2007 03:09:06 GMT

So, I made a little CSI fancartoon thing, using screencaps from Beyond Imagination I named it Crime Scene Instigation, but I probably won't get around to making anymore, but if I do... I'll call it the same thing ♥

(no pairing, just gen)
Comic @ My Journal

♥ Coco

The 2007 PureJoy Video Awards — Voting Open

Sat, 01 Sep 2007 08:06:00 GMT

Voting for the 2007 PureJoy Video Awards is open now. Come cast your votes! The voting will stay open until midnight, September 23rd. Please help us spread the news if you like the idea. :)

The 2007 PureJoy Video Awards

Fri, 31 Aug 2007 10:32:05 GMT

Some Catherine and Sara icons dedicated to emd4v15, Happy Birthday!♥

teasers:

[ HERE @ My Journal ]

♥

Grillows Fan Video.

Tue, 28 Aug 2007 22:21:11 GMT

49 Fics challenge

Tue, 21 Aug 2007 23:07:34 GMT

Yep you read that correctly. For those that were around last year, you'll definitely remember the 50 fics challenge (we wrote 50 fics for Gil Grissom's 50th birthday). Well, we can't have a big celebration for Gil and not do one for Catherine. But who wants to wait that long? Not us. So we're going to celebrate Marg's birthday instead.

The date... Friday, November 16, 2007. Marg Helgenberger's birthday. How do we celebrate that day? 49 fics, because we didn't want to wait. The challenge is to post at least 49 Catherine centric fics/drabbles on November 16. These don't have to be birthday fics, although those will definitely be accepted. New fics are nice, although if you want to post a chapter of your WIP on that day, that is definitely acceptable. What we do need though, is for you to tell me (Angie), off list, ahead of time that you are willing to participate and how many fics you want to write. The more the merrier. And you can increase the number of fics as time goes by. But we need this done so we have an idea of how many fics are going to be posted and if we are close to the 49 fic mark.

Hopefully we will get lots of participation and we will all have lots to read on that day.

If you would like to participate please send your information to webmaster@graveshiftcsi.com

Authors who have agreed to participate:

Alza, Angie, Jac, Jen H.

As you can see we definitely need your help.