Time was running. Where the hell was Sofia? Sara looked at the time again. Five minutes to late, it seems like with every second the hands of the watch were moving faster. Damn it, Sofia, we have to be on time.
They were elected to escort a member of the NCIS team Los Angeles to the lab. A navy soldier died in Vegas and the guys from NCIS L.A. wanted to be involved in this case. In fact, their boss would show up. Some guy named Macy. When Sara heard Macy, she thinks of shopping…what brings her back to…
"Sofia! Finally!" There was the blonde. She said she wanted to get a coffee, instead of that, she had bought a new suit. Never again would Sara go anywhere with her to get somebody. No way.
"You're late and why did you buy a new dress? You're on duty, we're waiting for this Macy guy, I've no idea how he looks and you leave me alone with all this. That's not the reason why you're here, you're not here to get some…where is your coffee? Don't tell me you vanish for ten minutes, buy a new dress and you didn't bring me any coffee!"
Sofia looked in disbelieve and inapprehensive at Sara.
"Macy guy?"
"Yeah, you remember, the guy from L.A…." Why did she play dumb? She stood next to Sara when Ecklie sent them.
"That would be me."
"Stop fooling around, it's not funny. He should be here, he…"
"Sara?" Sara turned around and her chin ended up on her chest. There was Sofia – again. Sara turned back to the other Sofia in the new dress. One in front of her, a second behind her. How the hell…?"
"Sofia?" There was her coffee.
"Sorry I'm late, the queue was so long…"
"Wait a moment, you're Sofia with the coffee – and the old dress. Who are you?" She looked again at the Sofia in front of her.
"Special Agent Lara Macy, NCIS L.A., as I told you."
"What's the matter…?" Sofia stopped when she saw the woman in front of Sara
"I can see you twice."
"I can see myself twice." Sofia blinked. This woman looked like her. How could that be?
"Special Agent Lara Macy. Sofia Curtis and Sara Sidle?"
"Uhm, yes." Sara tried to get herself together. "I'm Sara that's Sofia. Sorry, but you two look like twins."
"As far as I know I'm an only child." Macy seemed not to be very impressed.
"As far as I know I don't have a twin sister." Sofia was impressed. It was like standing in front of mirror. She was tempted to make a grimace just to see if the other woman would do the same.
"Amazing."
"Apparently everybody has a twin somewhere in the world. Now, could you please bring me to the csi department? I've got a case to look after."
"Sure, sorry, this way." Sara stumbled from the two blond women away. Two Sofias, that was definitely too much for her.
"And?" Sofia leaned next to Sara.
"And what?"
"How is my second me?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know?"
"I brought her to Gil and vanished. After the embarrassing meeting at the airport, I thought, it's better to be away. I stared at her like she was a ghost. And I told her off for being late and buying a new dress because I thought, she's you."
"Her dress is too formal for me. I prefer my suits, at least when I'm working."
"I wasn't pissed off for no reason."
"Actually, you were. I didn't buy a dress. I brought coffee. Coffee, nobody drank."
"You were late."
"I said sorry for that, the queue was too long."
"The next time we've to get somebody from the airport, you'll wait and I get the coffee."
"Have you seen the agent from L.A.?" Warrick came in the room.
"We brought her here." Sara said.
"She is hot! Absolutely stunning."
"She looks like me." Sofia furrowed her brows.
"Yeah, you look a little bit alike, but wha, she is a great L.A. Chick. I wouldn't mind working with her – closely."
"Divorced and again chasing women."
"I'm a man what do you expect? A hot blonde comes in the room, I want her." He smirked.
"You never said something like that about me." Sofia complained. "At least not when I was there."
"You're hot too, but she's…did you see the fire in her eyes? Grrrrr."
"I saw how annoyed she was with us, that's enough." Sara hopped the agent wouldn't complain about her behave.
"I'll go back to her and Gris, maybe he needs somebody reliable to take care of her. Apparently the last two weren't that good." He smiled and walked away.
"She's absolutely hot, looks like me and I'm not hot?" Sofia snot.
"It's the fire in her eyes." Sara grinned and got the ringing phone before Sofia could say something.
"Hey Cath…yeah…alright…I'm on my way. See you in a bit." She finished the call. "Gotta go, got a case. See you."
Sofia followed Sara with her eyes. Her luck that she got that case. She owned Sofia still an answer, a better one than the one before.
Sara came back around seven in the morning. Her new case, she worked on with Catherine was a murder in the Circus Circus. So long they had a few suspects and would start to interrogate them later in the day.
She left her clothes in the middle of the bathroom and stepped under the shower. That was the moment she had been waiting for the last twelve hours. Hot water on her skin, washing away all the memories of work and the dirt from the sand, that was heavy in the air today. There must be a sandstorm not too far away from the city.
She screamed when the shower curtain was pulled away.
"Can you see the fire in my eyes now?" Sofia stood in front of her.
"Sofia! Are you crazy? I almost died of a heart attack."
"Stop watching Psycho over and over again. See the fire?"
"No." Sara grabbed Sofia's blouse and pulled her under the shower. "Let me feel it." She kissed her lover and hoped Sofia would be soaking wet in a few seconds. That was the payback for scaring the shit out of her.
Sofia's tongues got itself the way into Sara's mouth and her hands were all over the brunette, finding the shower lotion and allocated it all over Sara.
"You're about to destroy a three hundred dollar suit." She managed to say between a kiss.
"Your mistake, why do you come in here dressed? A sensible person would be undressed before she opens the shower curtain."
"I was too angry with my girlfriend, she saw fire in another woman's eyes. A woman who looks like me."
"I haven't seen her naked yet, so I can't swear she looks like you."
"Yet?" Sofia pushed Sara to the wall. "Yet?"
"Yeah, have to work on that."
"Work on that? Oh wait, let me work on you…" Sofia's mouth caught Sara left nipple and she started to suck on it while her hands moved down between Sara's legs.
Sara tried to open the blouse of the blonde, but it was wet and too complicated. Didn't Sofia say, she had already ruined it? Who cared if she just…she torn the blouse apart, ripped of the bra and let her hands run over the newly free skin, one hand to play with Sofia's breasts, the other one trying to open the pants of the detective.
"You think it will be that easy?" Sofia asked.
"It's not that easy to get a hand on your with all these sticky wet clothes." Sara complained. It was hard work to get Sofia naked.
"I gonna make it even more difficult for you." Sofia let a finger slip into Sara sucked harder on her nipples. Sara lost her consciousness for a second. Yes, it was harder now to concentrate on getting Sofia naked. It was actually almost impossible to concentrate of anything right now thanks to Sofia.
"I didn't know you're that jealous." Sara kissed Sofia softly.
"That jealous? You wanted to see that woman naked." Sofia pretend to be angry but she was too happy to be in Sara's arm. Gently she let her left index finger run over Sara's scar. A foot long evidence of the awful childhood of her girl friend. A piece of Sara's life Sofia couldn't change, couldn't make her forget. How was Sara supposed to forget when she was reminded of it every morning she took a shower.
A long, deep scar, long, thin and red on white skin. At the beginning Sara had trembled when Sofia had touched the scar in any way. Now, months later, she was okay with it. She knew, Sofia was careful, she knew Sofia would never hurt her.
"I could try to have plastic surgery for this thing." Sara suddenly suggested.
"What?" Irritated Sofia looked for the eyes of her lover, found them and saw sadness in them. Immediately her heart broke.
"The scar. I could try to get rid off it, they operate things like this today. Then you'd have a girl friend who can wear a bikini when we go out swimming in the summer."
"First of all, it's your body, if you want an operation to lose the scar, I'll be with you, I'll give you all the support you need. Second: I've got the most beautiful girl friend in the world, this scar will never change that. You know I don't mind it and I don't touch it because I want you to remove it. I touch it because it's a part of you and I love it just like I love the rest of you. Third, a scar is no reason not to wear a bikini. You'll look beautiful."
"Everybody would stare at it."
"They'd stare at you because you're so beautiful, honey."
"You're telling me this because you're my girl friend and don't want to be kicked out of the bed." Sara tried to laugh.
"Bullshit. You can't kick me out of the bed, I'm stronger. You try to kick me and I'll restrain you within seconds. But it's very cute when you try to be dangerous and threaten me. I like that."
"You're mocking me."
"Yes, I do, honey."
"Stop that."
"Sorry, it's one of my favorite hobbies, ain't gonna stop that."
"I'll have to talk to special agent Macy, maybe she can give you a lecture. I'm sure she can kick your ass and she'll look damn sexy by doing that."
"You're putting yourself in danger, Sara." Sofia's voice became very, very sweet.
"Danger is my middle name."
"Especially when you're leaving the crime scene without an officer by your side. I really hate that."
"I follow the evidence, that's my job."
"You've to follow the evidence with an officer by your side. You're not there to fight a criminal, that's the job of the police. Give them the chance to do their job."
"I always tell you when I go away."
"Took me a long time to train you that."
"At least I don't try to stop gangster without a vest. You always run into fire without the right protection."
"When there's no time I've to go the way I'm dressed up."
"I'd prefer you wearing a vest the whole time."
"See, so we both don't like certain things in each others work behave. Makes us even." Sofia kissed Sara softly.
"Don't say something like that. I want to fight with you now."
"Why?" Sofia looked irritated to her girl friend.
"Coz then we can kiss and make up."
"Okay: Shut up, you're always wrong and I'm always right."
"Bitch. Say you're sorry for that."
"I'm sorry." Sofia laughed. Sara grinned and pulled Sofia in her arms. It was such a great thing to make up, always worth a fight.