This will, eventually, be a Catherine/Sara pairing. It's told from the POV of a random mystery character that I made up all by myself. This is going to, hopefully, be stretched out over a few chapters. Read it and see! Enjoy.
I don't own CSI or any of the characters.
Chapter One
"Sara. Sara. Sara wake up!" I nudge my girlfriend in the side, she snuggles up closer to me.
"Hhmmnooo." I laugh. She's so cute when she's just woken up. She's cute all the time actually. "What time is it?"
"Half nine, baby." She groans.
"I don't want to get up." I can understand why. She's having the rest of the team round tonight to meet me. I know she's not ashamed or anything like that, but no one, apart from Greg, knows she's gay or in a relationship so it's obviously scary for her. "Coming for a shower?" I look up, Sara's stood leaning against the doorway, wearing just my t-shirt. How can I resist that?! I leap out of bed and follow her to the bathroom.
"What do we need to do today?" I ask Sara as I make a cup of coffee for us both.
"Not a lot really, I've already got a few beers in..." She puts her hands over her face, "God, I need a cigarette." She jokes.
"Speaking of cigarettes…" I begin to search for mine.
"I wish you wouldn't smoke Jen." I open my mouth to argue, "Don't even try with the excuses! It's pointless and extremely detrimental to your health." I find my cigarettes and immediately light one up.
"You don't think I'm cool?… Or sexy?" I wiggle my eyebrows up and down, she purses her lips so she doesn't laugh.
"Smoking doesn't make you cool."
"What about sexy?" She looks down at the table, suddenly finding her hands very interesting.
"Yes. You're sexy. You look sexy when you smoke. You look sexy all the time." I love how shy she is, she looks up at me and watches me take an exaggerated draw of my cigarette, then I exhale through pouted lips with my head thrown back slightly. She bites her lip as her eyes darken. She opened her mouth to speak when the buzzer went off, indicating there was someone at the door.
"Oh god. This is it." I laugh as she runs to the door, "wait here, if they're all here, then this is it. I'm going to tell them… About us." She grins. From the extra voices I hear, I'm guessing the whole team is here. Well shit. That made me nervous. I leaned back against the counter and took another long draw of my cigarette. I looked down at myself. Black skinny jeans, black converse, admittedly they've seen much better days… White vest and one of Sara's shirts worn as a jacket. Shit. They're coming down the stairs and I've just realised my bright pink leopard print bra can be clearly seen through this vest. Oh shit.
"Sara, I brought a bottle of wine." So I'm guessing that's Catherine, she's in the kitchen first and hasn't noticed me yet. "Who's smoking?" A chorus of 'I'm not' answered her. "Then who is…" Catherine turns and notices me. She gasps and recoils, a hand going immediately to where the gun on her hip would be if she had it. I open my mouth to protest but Sara comes to my rescue.
"No Cath, wait." She stands right next to me and puts her arm around me. "This is Jennifer… My girlfriend." There's silence as the whole team stare at me.
"I knew you were gay!" Said a Texan man, I think that's Nick. Sara rolled her eyes, smiling. Greg walked over and gave me a hug,
"Hey Jen."
"Hey Greg." The team looked confused.
"You… You two know each other?" That was Warrick speaking.
"Uhm yeah, Greg sorta, kinda walked in on us..." So the first thing I say to Sara's team is something that would definitely mortify her. I'm doing great.
"Well, Jen. This is Grissom," Greg pointed at a grey haired man who smiled meekly back at me. "This is Warrick," I was right, the guy who asked if my and Greg knew each other was Warrick. "This is Nick," The Texan. "And this is Catherine." Catherine barely raised an eyebrow in my direction. I was told not to expect anything from Catherine, and to hold my ground if she ever tried to upset me.
"Well good for you Sara!" That was Warrick, he walked over and enveloped her in a hug.
"Thanks man."
Everyone seemed fairly okay with the fact Sara was gay. I think most of them had already guessed. I've tried to tell her she gives off this vibe but she won't have any of it. We're all littered around the living room now, I'm sat on Sara's lap. Everyone's laughing and joking, it's good to see Sara relaxed again. She's been so tense awaiting this night.
"Baby, I'm going for a smoke." I say, the room goes quiet as I get up and move toward the kitchen. Sara grabs my arm and pulls me back to her and passionately kisses me. She starts laughing on my lips when the guys start wolf-whistling.
"Hey Jen, can I come with?" That was Catherine, I nodded and before I could say anything Warrick spoke up.
"I thought you quit Cath?" Catherine turned to him,
"Yeah, well I quit quitting." Once me and Catherine were in the kitchen, it was already awkward. "So…" She started. "How did you and Sara meet?" I exhaled the smoke and watched it swirl around me.
"We met at a bar. She was a friend of a friend and we just got talking and made this connection." That night was the best night of my life, I smiled at the memory.
"How long have you been together?" Right to the point again.
"Around two months. We've known each other longer, we just never acted on what we felt." I smiled at her. The silence became awkward again. "So tell me about you Catherine. Sara tells me you have a daughter." She nods.
"Yeah, Lindsay. She's 20, almost 21!" I laugh,
"I remember those years…" This look of confusion passed over Catherine's face.
"How old are you?" No tip-toeing around.
"I'm 29." Her eyes widened. "Yes, there is a 10 year age gap between Sara and I…" And I'm only 9 years older than her daughter. Here's the awkward silence again. Catherine opens her mouth to say something but Sara walks in.
"Hey baby, are you still not done?" She slurs her words slightly as she leans against the kitchen side for support.
"I'm done now." I put my cigarette out and walk over to her. She immediately lets go of the counter and envelopes me in a hug. I wasn't expecting this so I overbalanced and stumbled backwards, my fall was saved by the kitchen table. Which meant I was lying on the table, and Sara was lying on me, and Catherine was witnessing the whole thing. Sara was laughing uncontrollably while she tried to get off me, and I must admit it was pretty funny. I could sense Catherine stood watching us.
"Anyway, I came to say that some of the guys are leaving now and they want to say goodbye to you." I nodded and jumped off the table, I was about to leave when Sara pulled me back to her and kissed me. I swear, if I didn't know she was drunk, I'd say she got a kick or something out of kissing me in front of people! I broke it off when she moaned in to my mouth. She looked at me confused. "I need to say bye to the guys." I offered as an explanation.
"Yeah, I'm gonna head off now too. Nice to meet you Jen." Catherine smiled as she slipped past me and Sara, "Bye Sara." Sara waved sloppily, when did she get this drunk?! It was quite cute actually. Sara and I waved goodbye to everyone as they got in their cabs and left.
"So that went well." I stated, smiling at my girlfriend.
"Mmm. I think we should celebrate…" She bit her lip and took my hand, pulling me toward the bedroom.