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Summary: Sara and Catherine have to work on a case together, only Sara is more involved than she lets on...CS

A/N: We - scubysnak and SoFrost - have decided to united our brains to create a monster... I mean, a story ;). This is a team work so scubysnak is writing Catherine's point of view, I'm writing Sara's. It's a slash...a change for the both of us I think... lol :-p... Hope this little monster will be good...on for the show then :)

Enjoy,

So ;)

Trust Is A Two Way Street…

Chapter 1: Sara

I crash my fist onto the snooze button of my alarm clock. Geez, I hate waking up. Come to think of it, I hate the waking state. At least when I sleep, I can dream that my life isn't as shitty as it seems. I sit on the edge of my bed and bury my face in my hands, just another bloody day.

And like every morning – well for most people it's technically the middle of the afternoon – I look at her side of the bed hoping that she'll be there sleeping soundly. I get up and go to the bathroom to have a shower. When I'm done fifteen minutes later, I get out and get dressed. Just like every other day, I see a pile of clothes that belong to her. And just like every other day, I tell myself that I should give them back to her, but I don't touch them.

I go into the living room and make myself breakfast, more out of habit than anything else. Actually it was her habit and she forced me into it. Anyway…

I feel like my apartment is haunted. I keep hearing her voice, her laugh. I picture us making love on my couch, cuddling on that overstuffed armchair where we both fit. I picture her dancing around and joking, teasing me, or us simply enjoying a day together. For nine months it was heaven. Too bad I ruined it, I guess. You know what they, say what you sow is what you reap.

Yep, I was in heaven for nine months, and now I've been living in hell for the last seven months. I never thought that it could hurt so much to feel my heart beating. But it does, it hurts and it's killing me.

Like every day when I have this little epiphany, I tell myself that I should ask her out and try to fix things. That I should tell her all those things she wanted to know so we can get back together and I can stop agonizing every time I breathe. That or find a new apartment.

I get ready and head to work. There's no point in staying home when she's not there with me anymore.

So, thirty minutes later I'm in the locker room clocking in early – for a change.

I'm in the break room for my first coffee break when she comes in with Nick and Greg at her side talking about her date yesterday. I take a deep breath and put on my brave face, time for the show.

"Hey Sara." the boys greet me at the same time. She smiles at me and sits next to me on the couch, while Nick, ever the gentleman, pours everyone a cup of coffee.

"Hey there." she says to me.

"Hi Cath," I answer back. "Sounds like you had a hot date yesterday." I say as cheerfully as I can. I'm glad we managed to stay friends, but I can't help feeling a knife stabbing me straight in my chest every damn time I hear that she's seeing someone – especially since that someone isn't me.

"Well, not hot but definitely nice. " she tells me with a soft smile.

"Here you go my lady." Nick says offering her a cup of coffee.

"Thanks Nicky boy." She winks at him and he smiles in return.

"Anyone I know?" I ask her. It kills me to hear about it, but I need to know that whoever it is hasn't taken my place, that as nice as they are they can't compare to me.

"You remember Jenny?" she asks with a frown.

"The girl from the book store you told me about?" I feign ignorance, but I remember, because every name burns a hole in my heart making me mad with jealousy.

"Yeah, that one."

"How is it going?" I ask nonchalantly.

"Hey girls." Warrick says coming in before turning his attention to Nick and Greg. Catherine and I greet him back at the same time.

"Well, it's going fine. We're taking things slow. Yesterday was our fourth date. She sweet, funny, open, we talk a lot you know."

Even now I can feel the reproach in her voice. I didn't talk to her as much as she wanted me to. I force a smile on my lips "That's great." I lie. "Are you happy?"

"Yeah, I think you could say that." she blushes.

"I'm happy for you then." One more time I lie. I'm not happy. I want to scream out of rage and hurt, but then again it's my fault if things are the way they are now.

"What about you?"

"Well, nothing new under the sun." I reply with a tight smile. That's not totally true, I'm seeing someone but I can't say I'm in a relationship. Well, it's a complicated relationship, but I don't want to talk about it.

"Good evening, everyone. Alright assignments are up : Nick, Warrick and Greg, DB near the desert. Catherine, Sara suspicious circs at Henderson. Rock and roll kids." Grissom announces joyfully, giving us our slips of paper before disappearing in his office again.

"Do you mind driving?" I ask Catherine.

"Are sure you're okay?" she teases me.

"I'm a bit tired actually," I answer. "I have to get something from my locker. I'll meet you at the car." I say as she starts to walk out with the guys.

Once I'm in the locker room, I make sure I'm alone before hitting my locker hard. Maybe soon I'll be sick of feeling my heart bleeding openly because we're apart, and maybe then I'll give her what she expected from me.

Yeah right. Who am I kidding? There are some things that are better left unsaid.