Revelations

Author: Krys

Posted by: Sethanon

Pairing: Sara/other (briefly) C/S (I promise)
Rating: The usual full range
Spoilers: Sporadic mentions
Archive: Want it? Take it? Tell me where you took it
Disclaimers: The same old. Not mine.

Summary: What revelations can be made between enemies?

Author's notes: This has nothing to do with the previous fics I've
written. This is new and a departure from anything I've written so
far. There will be a lot more angst in this one. This came about
because of a friend who asked a question. So I answered her this way.
Thanks Bren. Thanks to Sasha for being my sounding board.

Thanks to my wife for her incredible patience while I write. Love you!
Thanks to everyone who reads my stories and gives feedback.

And we're off:

The shift had finally ended after a long slow night. The five CSI's on the notorious graveyard shift had all struggled to get the one scene that had happened all night, a house robbery. It was handed over to Catherine due to her seniority. The others began vainly looking for something to do.

Nick and Warrick ended up playing football on the PlayStation Nick kept hidden in his locker for such occasions. Sara finished up her paperwork from the cases she had recently closed. Grissom did his usual. He fed the bugs and various creatures that lived in his office.

Sara went to the locker room and changed her clothes. With a sigh, she walked back out hoping to get to the door quickly. She almost made it out unseen until, "Holy crap!" A voice yelped from behind her.

"Sara?" A second asked. Sara sighed and let her head drop forward briefly and turned around slowly. Standing near the break room doorway, stood her co-workers. Greg stood out in the hall with a leer forming his lips into a smile.

The only sign Warrick was breathing was his eyes were blinking in her direction rapidly.

"Wow! What's the deal?" Greg asked looking her up and down. Sara looked down at herself. She had traded her jeans and t-shirt for tight black leather pants. She had on a black tank top underneath a deep crimson long sleeve button down shirt. She had swapped her heavy black work boots for black suede.

"Man!" Nick said looking at her with a smile growing across his face. "You look,"

"Really really hot!" Greg gushed.

Catherine walked into the lab and saw a backside she had seen many times and had a few lewd thoughts over. The perfectly rounded part was encased in tight leather. Catherine walked around Sara and looked at her.

"Well!" Catherine said looking Sara up and down.

Sara wasn't feeling really happy at the moment. If she didn't have to be somewhere right after work she would have gone home to change first. She spent too much time guarding her life to be comfortable with the appraisal she was getting. Even though no harm was intended by the gentle teasing. She just wasn't a fan of herself in the spot light.

Catherine felt her heart rate pickup at the sight of the younger woman dressed in leather. She's got a body that's a sin in any religion you can mention! Catherine's mind and body screamed.

"You got a hot date?" Greg asked staring at her long legs. "I," Sara started. "It's a yes or no question Sara." Catherine said a little harshly. Why'd I snarl? Catherine asked herself.

Sara took a deep breath before replying. What did I do this time? Sara wondered. All Catherine did was snipe and snarl at her. She knew her attraction to Catherine was something she'd never see in reality.

Sara also knew that's why she couldn't get along with Catherine. She wanted more than Catherine would ever give. She wanted a friendship but they just clashed and Sara was tired of the constant bickering between them. She wanted Catherine's respect and approval but Catherine seemed unwilling to give it. She was quickly reaching her limit of what she willing to go through with Catherine and the constant fighting.

Nick saw the momentary hurt flash in Sara's eyes at Catherine's nasty tone. "You look really nice Sara." Sara looked up at Nick and graced him with one of her quirky grins.

She turned to look Catherine in the eyes. "Yes Catherine. I have a date." She said turning around to leave. "I do have a life on occasion." She spat out and slammed her way out the door.

Catherine stood frozen to her spot on the floor. Sara usually sighed and hung her head when they fought or just changed the subject. This time, she fought back and Catherine wasn't sure what that meant.

Another thing she wasn't sure about was the feelings running through her gut at the moment.

Greg walked into the dimly bar and walked up to the bar. He ordered a beer and looked around the room. It was your typical drinking style bar. The music was loud and cigarette smoke hung in the air like a fog. There were few people in the bar this early in the morning. Those few, like him, had the tired look of someone who worked the night shift and wanted something to chase away the day before going home and trying to sleep. He had been told by one of the other lab techs that this was a quiet place with very few happenings early in the morning.

His mind wondered to his favorite girl. Sara. He had it bad for the long legged beauty. He knew she saw him as nothing more than a co-worker. She was an enigma bar none. She was quiet and restrained. She barely spoke to the others unless it was work related. The thing that most drew your attention to Sara was the deeply haunted look of pain in the deep chocolate brown eyes. The pain she seemed to feel made you want to reach out and take it anyway from her just so she would smile. Greg loved to see Sara smile. It seemed to light up her whole face and make the haunted look disappear.

A new song came over the speakers from the jukebox causing him to lose his train of thought. He took a long swallow of his beer and looked around one more time. What he saw make him cough around the bottle. Sara Sidle was standing up and heading toward the door of the bar. A drop dead gorgeous blonde was right behind her. Sara had the blonde's hand in hers leading the way. They reached the door and the blonde pulled to a stop causing Sara to look behind her. Greg watched as the blonde turned to face Sara. She put one hand on her cheek and pulled the dark head down to her. The blonde kissed Sara on the lips. He watched as Sara smiled and leaned into the kiss. The women pulled away from each other slowly. Sara helped the blonde into her jacket placing a kiss on the back of her head. Sara's date turned back looking into the bar as she settled her jacket on her shoulders.

Greg got a good look at the gorgeous blonde and had two simultaneous revelations. Sara Sidle was a lesbian and the woman following her out the door looked somewhat like Catherine Willows.

Sara walked into the break room thirty minutes before shift started. She smelled the heavenly scent of coffee brewing and went to retrieve a cup.

"Hey Sara." She turned around and saw Greg in the doorway looking at her with a smile. "How about a Greg Special?" Sara gave him a tiny smile and nodded her head. Greg made the best coffee she had ever slipped past her lips. "If you think this will keep me from hurting you your wrong." She teased.

Greg poured the cup and handed it to her. He smiled in his boyish way trying to think of a way to say something about what he saw this morning. "How was your date?"

Sara stopped her hand that was bringing the steaming ambrosia to her lips. "Ok." Greg took a sip of his and grinned. "I didn't know you were a lesbian." He said in his usual brusque manner. "What?" Sara asked almost losing her grip on her cup.

"I just happened to be at a bar last night and saw the blonde you walked out with."

"You were following me?!" Sara roared. "No." Greg quickly answered pushing his chair out of Sara's reach suddenly concerned for his health. "I was told about the bar by Hodges. I went for a drink before going home and I saw you there."

Sara felt her heart thundering in her chest afraid it was about to stop working under the strain. Now that Greg knew everyone would know. He couldn't keep a secret. This is just my damn luck! Sara hissed.

Greg saw the sudden look of fear cross Sara's face. He hadn't meant to do this. He just wanted to be in on the secret. "I won't tell Sara."

Sara lifted her head and looked at him with suspicion and fear in her eyes. "At what cost?" Greg sighed and shook his head. "No cost. I'm not like that. You obviously don't want anyone to know so I won't tell anyone. I promise."

"Thanks." She said still tense and expecting the worst. When her secret got out the last time, she ran all the way to Las Vegas.

"Maybe we can go out sometime and get a drink. Stare at the girls." Sara couldn't help the laugh that threatened to come out. "You're ok with this?" "Yeah. It's hot ya know?" He wiggled his bushy brows for emphasis. "Great. I just helped your fantasies about me didn't I?" She groaned. "Big time." He answered standing up hearing voices coming down the hall. He waited to see if she would say anything else. Truth be told he was waiting on the people coming down the hall to get closer. When he was able to determine the owners of the voices he looked at her a
smiled.

She raised her eyebrows questioningly wondering what he was up to. When Nick and Warrick stepped into the break room she tensed up.

"So, we still on after the shift?" Greg asked her. Sara smiled a genuine Sidle smile at him. "Yeah. I'll meet you outside." Greg grinned and nodded to the two new arrivals. "Hi."

Nick and Warrick stood looking between Sara and Greg in stunned confusion.

Catherine had been coming toward the break room when she heard Greg ask Sara out. She was just as stunned as the others when she heard the word `yeah.' There's that damn feeling again. She thought as her stomach dropped and she got angry.