Star Cross'd Lovers

Rating: Teen

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Summary: Two young, teens that are meant to be, fall in love.

A/N: Yah. So I changed the ending. I didn't want them to die. LOL. It's finally done!! (I'm sure I could've kept going and made it 934534 million chapters, but... deadline is the 25th. LOL) I hope you guys liked it! Thanks to everyone who reviewed!!! Grammar mistakes are mine. Sorry.

:: 8 weeks later ::

"Get over here."

"Huh?"

"Get out of bed and get over here!" Gil leaned over and looked at his alarm clock. Almost one am.

"What's wrong?"

"I'll be waiting by the pool." She hung up the phone, leaving him shocked. He scrambled out of bed and got dressed as quick as he could. He grabbed the keys to his new car and sped down the highway to get to the hotel. He parked his car as close as he could to the pool and ran through the damp grass. He pushed himself through the bushes and stopped when he saw her sitting on a lawn chair.

"Catherine?" She looked up with tears in her eyes and gave him a sad smile.

"Sit down."

"Tell me what's going on." He sat down next to her and grabbed her hands. She tensed at his touch and looked down at her stomach. He followed her gaze and his jaw dropped. "Are you-"

"Yeah."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"But...how. I-"

"I don't know." He let go of her hands and paced back and forth. She watched him in disbelief. "Aren't you mad?"

"MAD?" She nodded her head. "Why on Earth would I be mad?"

"Well... neither one of us has a job, we both live with our parents, and I'm pregnant."

"That doesn't mean anything," He said softly. He pulled her off of the chair and softly kissed her. "We're married. I love you. You love me. We both love this baby." She smiled and jumped into his arms. He lost his balance and fell back into the pool. He pressed her body close to his and placed his hand on her flat belly. "We're gonna have to tell them sooner or later."

"Yeah. In a few months, I don't think I'll be able to lie anymore." He smiled and smoothed her wet hair back from her face. "Remember when I said the night we were engaged was the best day of my life?" He nodded. "Well I lied. This is the best day of my life." He smiled and led her out of the water.

"I don't want you to get sick. You must be freezing."

"A little." She looked up at her balcony and sighed. "I'm sure I could sneak you in..."

"No one's going to stop me from being with you tonight."

"Not even my dad?"

"Not even your dad," He reassured her. She smiled and took his hand as she walked back to the elevator.

---

He watched as she dug through her pajama draw and pulled out a pair of his boxers and t-shirt. His jaw dropped.

"Stealing my clothes now?"

"I liked those boxers. So I took them." She tossed them across the room and smiled when they landed on his face. She picked out her own clothes and changed right there in front of him. Before joining him in her bed, she locked her bedroom door and fed her fish. She pulled back her sheets and snuggled next to him. His hands automatically flew to her stomach as she turned off her lamp.

"Do you think it's a girl or a boy?"

"I think it's a boy."

"Really?"

"Well I know you've probably always wanted a boy, so I have a feeling that's what it is."

"What if it's a girl?"

"I'll still be just as happy." He kissed her forehead and lowered his face to her stomach. He lifted her tank top and pressed his lips to her skin. She ran one of her hands through his hair as he whispetered against her belly,

"I love you, little one."

"I feel bad though."

"Why?"

"You still have to finish school. Go to college. The last thing you needed was a wife and a son."

"It was bound to happen," He said softly.

"But you have so much to do with your life. You could've gotten a job that pays more than most people dream of. But instead, you're laying with me."

"I'm lying with my wife and my child, and there's no place I rather be." She blinked her tears away and rested her head on his chest. "Besides, I'm the one that should feel bad. I just ruined YOUR life."

"You didn't. Stop it! You made it better. I'll go to school after the baby is born. I'll get a job. Don't worry."

"It's my job to worry."

"Let's just not talk about it tonight. Okay?"

"Okay."

"I love you."

"I love you, too... so much."

---

He woke up with his wife lying flat on top of him. Her hair had fallen out of the poneytail she had put it in and was scattered around his face. He let his hands travel down the sides of her body and let them both rests on her lower back. She arched her body and he sighed when her chest met his. He whispered into her ear,

"Morning, baby."

"What time is it?"

"About ten. Why?"

"I'm starving."

"Well I guess so. You're eating for two people now." She smiled and placed her hands on either side of his face. She lowered her face closer to his, their lips barely touching. He nudged her closer and caught her bottom lip between his own. A knock at the door frightened them. She rolled off of him and put on her white robe.

"Who is it!?"

"It's me," Her best friend called out.

"Look, I'm not dressed yet! I'll be out in a couple of minutes!" He pushed the covers away from his body and sat up. "Well so much for spending the morning with my husband."

:: 7 months later ::

Catherine walked into the hotel's double doors and stopped when she saw her father walking up to her. The sweatshirt she was wearing wans't covering up much.

"Catherine. We need to talk."

"Ah, that we do."

"You don't have to hide it from me anymore. I know."

"You know," She asked softly.

"I've been knowing for the past three months now."

"But... how?"

"You keep leaving your baby magazines around my office. How else was I supposed to find out?" She put her hand to her head and sighed. He placed his hands on her soulders and looked at her. "Hey, don't worry about it."

"You're not... mad?"

"Are you kidding me? I get to be a grandfather!"

"What the hell!" She fell back onto the couch in the lobby and looked up at him with amazement. "You know, I honestly thought you were going to freak the hell out. Kick me out, throw something, shatter glass... anything."

"You're forgetting. You turned nineteen weeks ago. Even if I were mad, I couldn't do anything about it. You're officaly an adult. You can do whatever you want."

"Who are you... and what have you done with my father?"

"I'm just being reasonable."

"It seems like yesterday you were telling me not to brake too fast and teaching me how to drive."

"So who's the lucky guy?" 'I have to tell him. I can't keep it a secret forever. Gil is my husband and the father of our son. It's not fair to him. And besides, dad can't say anything. He just admited that I'm adult. I can make my own decisions.'

"Gil... Grissom." His jaw dropped.

"Wh-What?"

"Gil Grissom is the father of my son," She said with a firm voice.

"A GRISSOM!?"

"You just said I'm an adult now! Just because you hate his family doesn't mean I have to!" He calmed down and looked down at her stomach. One more month and his grandson would be born. He couldn't deny that he was happy, but he would have to except the fact that his daughter is now forever connected to an enemie of his.

"Does his parents know?"

"Yeah. They know. They're happy. They don't care that I'm a Braun. Or was, really. I-"

"Was?" She closed her eyes again, forgetting that he didn't know she was married to him. 'Oh sure. Make it worse and kill the old guy with a heartattack.' She held up her hand and showed him the larg diamond ring. He frowned and looked down at her stomach.

'Remember. She has your grandson. You're supposed to be happy.'

---

"So how'd he take it?"

"I thought he was going to shoot someone." She shifted her phone to the other ear as she packed her bags. "How did you mom react?"

"I thought she was going to punch me. But she just started crying and kept screaming, 'I'm going to be a grandma!' I can't believe I thought she was going to get mad."

"Well we are a little young..."

"Are you all packed?"

"Yeah. I'll meet you outside in a few minutes." She flipped her phone shut and walked downstairs. She ran into Sam as she was walking out of the doors.

"Where ya off too?"

"We're going to the hospital. I'm due in two days." He smiled and gave her a small hug.

"I'll come by and visit, okay?"

"Thanks, dad."

:: 15 years later ::

"MOM!!! I want this movie!!"

"What now," Catherine demanded.

"ROMEO AND JULIET," Fifteen year old, Lindsey, declared.

A/N: YES! DONE! DONE! DONE!!!! LOL!!