LOST
disclaimer: I own nothing of CBS, CSI or the characters. Just like having fun with the ladies.
Again...I can't sleep.
Any mistakes are mine. Not beta. Gone for the holidays...or kinda got busy, or lost her muse, or totally forgot, or tired of my stalking:)
"If you brought the map we wouldn't have a problem, Sara."
"How many times I said we're not lost?"
We've been driving for hours now. Not a single house, store, gasoline, hitchhiker or sign in sight. It's nearing midnight and I'm up to my eyeballs in being patient with her. Knowing Sara and how stubborn she can be, it's going to be useless to try to get her to admit she does not have a single clue where we are.
"You could have asked directions at the last gas stop, you know."
She glances at me with an irritated look. "I said we're not lost. What do you not understand in that sentence?"
Hell, I'm really tired. I don't give a damn if we're going to have another shouting match in the car. We're lost, she knows it as well as I do. "So where are we then, Miss smarty pants?"
"I'll tell you when I get there." And she says it so calmly.
But still, I know we're not where we're suppose to be. Lost! "You have no clue where we are. Admit it, we're in the middle of nowhere. Lost, lost, lost."
"What I'm going to say is if you don't shut up I'm going to be forced to tape you up."
"It's the middle of the night, Sidle. I'm tired, you're tired. I want to take a shower at the nice hotel that was reserved which we should have been there hours ago. I could have had a nice, freaking bubble bath, relax my tired muscles while I'm drinking orange juice and rum. But where is it? Helloooo...we're lost in the middle of nowhere. Might as well be in the twilight zone!"
"Catherine, please stop it?"
"And if you listened to Warrick and borrowed his GPS we'd.."
"Shut up, Catherine."
"...probably be there by now..."
"Catherine, shut up."
"...but nooo, you were so sure of yourself that.."
"Keep on talking and I swear I will tape you up."
"...you didn't even bring a freaking map. So now..."
"Catherine, I'm going to count up to three."
"...we're lost, lost, lost in the middle of the night. Nothing in sight at all and..."
"One..."
"...I bet you a million we'll never make it to that convention by morning and I soooo wanted to attend the lecture of Dr. Dee Johnson, the famed biologist. But no..."
"Catherine, I swear...two ."
"...we're probably heading to Mexico for all I care. Well, might as well cross Canada tonight as well. All because..."
"THREE!"
"...you didn't bring a map or Warrick's GPS or asked directions hours ago!"
Sara suddenly stops the car in the middle of the road. Gets out and opens the back.
What the hell? "Sara! Get back in here!" What is she doing?
The door to my side suddenly opens. "Get out!" She screams. The look in her eyes tells me this is not going to be pretty at all.
"Get back in the car, Sara. This is no time for you rant and rave like a lunatic in the middle of the night!"
Okay, that really did it.
She reaches and grabs my arm, yanking me out. Pins my arm and pushes me against the car. In seconds I hear tape being ripped and my hands getting tied from behind. Everything was done in a flash. I was so surprised I didn't have time to think.
Then she flips me over. And I could clearly see a satisfied smile in those lips of hers.
"I warned you, Catherine. You didn't listen."
"This is not funny, Sidle. Untie me now."
"See this tape?" She lifts her hand waving a cut piece in front of me. "This goes to your mouth if you keep it up."
I look at her seriously. "Untie me now or..."
"Or what, Catherine?" She sneers. "You're going to scream for help?"
I so despise her right now. "Oh, you sure would love to hear me scream..."
She takes a step closer making us inches apart and in a low voice, "I do sometimes wonder..."
I could feel her warm breath up against my skin. I don't know but for some reason her being this close to me is making my heart beat faster and suddenly feeling so hot.
Still not touching me, she leans in a little closer. "Do you know what I sometimes wonder, Catherine?"
God, how come I'm only noticing now how sexy her voice is? I'm suppose to be angry at her! But then my judgment is getting the better of me.
Like they say, curiosity killed the cat. "What...?" I say in a hoarse voice.
She comes close to my ear and whisper. "How you'd scream if we're..."
"Sara..." God, I never thought I'd get turned on by a woman, last in my mind would be Sara! She's like an irritant. She's like a bug that bites you just love to scratch over and over again. So irritating that it feels so good. Oh, shit...I just did not think of that, did I? Hell.
"I wonder how it would be like?" Her hands settle on my waist and I could see that glint in her eyes. I don't know if I should take that as a good thing or a bad thing?
All I know is I'm trying hard to control my breathing but the slow rising of my chest is not helping. Sara's eyes are now focused on my breast...CHEST, whatever! And it is turning me on that I could feel my nipples harden. Or maybe it's because of the cold air right here in the middle of nowhere, being one hundred percent lost in my book And now it is past midnight, my hands are taped behind my back, and I'm at her mercy. Like I have a recurrent dream of being tied like this.
Holy shit!
"Sara! What are you going to do to me?" I try to wriggle free but I know it's no use. "Untie me now!"
God, I'm so back to hating her! I cannot believe I was getting turn on by her! What the hell was I thinking? Sara Sidle? Ugh!
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