Summary-Sara and Catherine don't get along. That's a fact the whole lab knows. Yet, is it really as straightforward as that? Or is there more to it?
Pairing-Sara/Catherine
Disclaimer-I DO NOT own CSI. I have never owned CSI. I will never own CSI. The show would not have Sara pining over Grissom if I owned it.
WARNING-Femmeslash abounds. If this bothers you, back away now. That nice back button on your browser will help. If not, please keep reading.
Chapter 1-Honey or Vinegar?
Sara's POV
Nick and Warrick playing on the PS2, Greg talking about some girl he's going out with tonight and Grissom is doing some crossword puzzle. I? I'm sitting quietly on the sofa, reading a forensic journal.
Then, she walks into the room. Immediately, the subtle changes are noticeable. Greg doesn't talk as fast as normal, and Warrick and Nick turn around to say hello immediately. Even Grissom looks up at her, as the others ask how her day off was.
Fascinated, I watch them, as they all seem to crowd around her like so many bees to honey. Usually, I just sit there reading and keep on reading, though occasionally I glance up at her. Even I cannot help the occasional looks. Later on, not one word of what was in the magazine will remain in my memory.
Some days, when I look at her, she is staring at me, and inwardly, I can't help but wonder whether she's sweet like honey too, whether that is how she would act, how she would taste. Then, one of her caustic comments come flying at me, and quickly, I glance back down at the journal, tears stinging at the back of my eyes.
Only I know the truth. Outwardly, she's all honey and sugary sweet syrup…inwardly; she's vinegar and lemon, leaving a bitter aftertaste, acidic. Why then, so I keep glancing up, and wondering? Why do I go back for more?
End of Chapter 1, sorry its sort of short :(