Title: So Many Times
Chapter: Where Sara is 14 and Catherine 26.
Disclaimer: I really, really, really wish I owned CSI, that's what I asked Santa Claus for but unfortunately I didn't get it, so I'll have to deal with just writing fanfiction.
Summary: Sara is 14 and a new teacher comes, Catherine Willows. Student/Teacher friendship. This will eventually become a Cath/Sara fic, but not until Sara is an adult and Cath not her teacher.
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"Hello, I am your new teacher, Ms. Willows. I will be teaching you English for the next year and possibly longer than that. I'm going to take the role, so when I call your name out please raise your hand."
After calling out most names, Catherine reached a name that seemed slightly familiar.
"Sara Sidle," Nobody responded, but a few students giggled, Catherine knew that all the students were present so Sara had to be in the class somewhere. Doing a mental check Catherine knew that only three girls -including whichever one Sara was- hadn't had their name called out, or not responded. She looked at the three students.
Immediately crossing an Asian girl who she worked out to be Melissa Wu, off her list.
Two girls were left, both brunettes. One girl was taller than her, the other shorter. She couldn't help but think Sara was the taller one. She glanced around, she noticed something she hadn't before, sitting on the shorter girls desk there was a book, with a property of Brooke Samuels on it.
She turned to face the whole class. "Sara Sidle I suggest you raise your hand now or you will receive a detention." Nobody responded. A few girls giggled, but Sara didn't make any indication that she had heard her. Catherine had to give her that, the kid was brave, stupid, or a marvelous actor, she would have put her money on a marvelous actor.
Walking to her desk Catherine wrote down a detention slip for Sara, she held it up in front of the class. "Last chance Miss. Sidle, put up your hand and you won't get a detention.
Once again no-body moved. Catherine stalked over to face Sara.
"Miss Sidle," she practically hissed, "You have a detention after school, I do not care if you do not wish to attend my class, but you will do as I say! Am I understood?"
"Oh but of course Miss, I cannot but dream of leaving this class and going to a class that actually affects me." Sarah responded sharply.
Catherine wanted to smile, really this girl was very good, but she knew if she smiled she would be encouraging a lack of respect and answering back.
"O but do we not all dream of the moment, we are released from this hell they call high school?" Catherine began her voice sounding slightly poetic. Her voice turned sharp, "But because of you I will be around an hour late home."
The rest of the class laughed, but Sara didn't react she just sat quietly.
Catherine walked up to the board, "okay shall we begin now?"
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Sara trudged miserably to the room she was about to have detention in. She really didn't want to be going to spend an hour with the new, pretty English teacher. Sara's cheeks coloured slightly, where had that come from? She thought to herself.
She slowly opened the door, Ms. Willows was sitting at the teachers desk writing, she looked a lot older with her glasses on. Catherine looked up from what she was writing and smiled at Sara.
"Come in Sara," she said softly. "You actually turned up, I'm surprised."
Sara laughed. "Oh don't worry, I'm not a bad kid, I just have always had a certain dislike for English, add that to the fact that I got into an argument with my adoptive mom just before I came to school, I just wasn't in the mood for listening this morning, I apologise Ms. Willows, I was just in a bad mood, although I know it doesn't excuse my behaviour."
Catherine smiled, "I'm glad you apologized, makes this so much easier, look Sara I wasn't in the best mood this morning either, and I was probably a little bit unfair to give you a detention, so you can leave now, or you could stay for a little while and we can talk." Catherine grinned, "about your distaste for English perhaps?"
Sara laughed softly, "it's pretty much common knowledge, so you'll end up hearing soon anyway, because some of my other teachers dislike me quite a bit, and won't have a problem with telling you all about me." Catherine looked at Sara, slightly confused, silently urging her to continue.
"Well you possibly heard about a woman stabbing her husband 3 years ago, that was my mom, but I don't blame her, I know I should but my dad, well he used to...to hit us and mom saved me form him really, anyway dad, he loved English, he wasn't an intelligent man by any means except when it came to English, he could read an essay and not understand the concept but would automatically be able to pick at least 10 ways to have written it better, my dad loved English, and I just can't bring myself to love something he loved." Sara blushed at all she had just said. "Sorry," she apologized, "I didn't mean to tell you so much."
Catherine nodded. "It's alright Sara, You're right, it probably was best you told me straight off all of that, because I would have heard mixed and broken versions, but not the full truth because no-one can tell that except you."
Sara smiled. "Thankyou Miss, for listening to me, now I think it's my turn to listen to you."
Catherine rolled her eyes, "students," she sighed, "always being so bossy, ok well, my name is Catherine, I'm married, I'm 26, I don't have children, my natural hair colour is a bit redder than it is at the moment," Catherine continued grinning gesturing to her completely blonde hair.
Sara stared at Catherine for a moment. "Catherine, that's a nice name, do you get called Cath? Cathy? Cat? Cate?"
Catherine smiled, "I get called Cath, Cathy and Cat. No-body has ever called me Cate."
Sara laughed, "there you are, nice to meet you Cate I'm Sara." Sara said grinning.
Catherine glanced down at her watch but quickly looked back to Sara, "anything else you want to know?" She asked curiously.
"Yeah," Sara said softly, "What's your family like?"
Catherine wasn't sure how to answer. "Where do you want me to start?"
Sara thought a moment. "Your husband."
"He's great, I love him, I do, my mother doesn't like him, so I guess that brings me to my mother, she's a clever woman, but she was a showgirl at casinos in LasVegas, before she had me and my sister Nancy then she did waitressing. My sister Nancy is one of my best friends, I feel like I can trust her with anything, I know she doesn't particularly like my husband Eddie either, but she would never say that because she knows that it would upset me."
Sara sat there for a moment. "What about your father?" she asked curiously, then blushed, "sorry," she mumbled, "it's not any of my business."
Catherine smiled. "Hey," she said soothingly. "Don't worry about it, it's just I don't know who my dad is, so I couldn't tell you anything about him."
Sara looked relieved , "Ok, so what does your husband do?"
Catherine blushed for a moment, "You do know what an exotic dancer is right?" Sara looked at her as if she was crazy.
"Of course I do, how old do you think I am, 3?"
"Oh sorry, well my husband runs a club full of exotic dancers, that's where I met him."
Sara looked thoughtful for a moment before speaking softly hoping that her comment wouldn't come out the wrong way. "You don't strike me as the type to have danced at a place like that."
Catherine blushed. "Why would you think I was a dancer?"
Sara responded openly, "You said you met him there, and forgive me if I assume wrong, but seeing as you are married to a guy, I assume you weren't there to watch the girls dance."
Catherine turned even redder, making Sara laugh.
"Look I didn't mean to embarrass you I just was putting the facts together, I hope I didn't insult you."
"No, not really, I was just surprised, I didn't expect anybody to find out, let alone a 14 year old girl." Catherine glanced at her watch again. "Sara, you need to go home now. It's been an hour and a quarter, I need to get home too."
Sara nodded. "Ok, I'll see you tomorrow…Cate."
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"Hi Liz." Sarah greeted her adoptive mom, as she walked through the front door.
"Where have you been Sara Marie Sidle?!" Liz yelled, not angrily necessarily but because she was worried for the girl she loved as her own.
"I got detention, but the teacher was really nice, she apologized, and we talked instead of me doing extra work." Sara told her smiling.
Liz looked slightly angry, "You should have called Sar, I got you that phone for a reason,"
Sara nodded. "I'm sorry for not calling Liz."
Liz smiled. "I was worried Sara, I just wanted to know you were safe, anyway, I'm sure you will remember next time, so…How was your day sweetie?"
"My teacher Cate, umm Ms. Willows is really nice, I might actually be able to enjoy English for once."
"I'm gla…" Liz began but was cut off by a coughing fit.
"Liz," Sara whined, "I think you should go to the doctors for that cough, you'll end up choking on your phlegm."
Liz laughed, "don't be silly Sara, it's just a cold, don't worry about it."
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Two weeks had passed and Sara had made a few new friends, her best friend being a girl called Sam, who was in all her classes except English.
Sara surprisingly was actually managing to enjoy English, and often if Catherine wasn't too busy she would stay behind for a little while and talk.
A figure came marching quickly into Sara's English room spoke to the teacher for a moment.
"Sara," Catherine said. "Go with Isobel to the office."
Sara nodded blankly. What was happening? She couldn't help but wonder.
Isobel didn't say anything to Sara on the way to the office she was silent and moved quickly.
Standing in the office was Liz's 18 year old sister Carrie. Sara automatically got worried, Liz and Carrie didn't get along very well and Sara had only met Carrie once, about four years previously.
Carrie moved forward, "Sara," she began, "Liz she…they…she died, She choked on something and there was nothing anyone could do to save her, apparently she choked on her own phlegm." Carrie told her crying. Sara sat there numbly, she knew she should give Carrie a hug or something but she didn't really want to hug her, Carrie was just a random stranger to her who happened to have the same blood as Liz.
Five minutes later the bell rang and students were streaming through the hall. Sara totally ignored Carrie who was trying to get her to go home, she just walked through the corridors to get to her English room that had all her books in there.
She opened the door and Catherine was sitting at her desk. Catherine turned to see her. "Oh Sara what happened sweetheart," Catherine asked.
Sara launched herself at Catherine, crying in her arms.
"Sssh, it will all be ok Sara, what happened?" Catherine asked softly, trying to find out what had happened so she could do her best to help Sara.
"My mom…Liz, she's gone, she's dead!"
Catherine was shocked, she really hadn't expected it to be that serious. Catherine didn't even try to console her, because she knew it wouldn't work.
Carrie walked into the room to see Sara clinging to a woman slightly older than herself.
"Sara," she whispered, "come on we need to get home."
Sara and now Catherine's eyes were red from all the crying .
Sara shook her head. "No, I don't want to go! Not there, I want to stay here with Cate, please don't make me go."
Carrie sighed, "Sar, I'm sure Catherine needs to get home to her family, you can't expect her to look after you, I'm your aunty, come on Sara."
Catherine made a quick decision. "Look, this must be hard for you I'm sure, but Sara has already lost one set of parents now she's lost Liz, I think we should just let Sara go home with me if that's what she wants, I don't mind, I know it may seem inappropriate but I really don't think taking her to a house that will be full of memories of Liz is the best way to go."
Carrie nodded, "Okay, but just for tonight, Liz and I may not have always gotten along perfectly but I know she wanted me to look after Sara after she died, and I intend to honour her wish."
Sara looked like she wanted to say something rude but was cut off by Catherine, "Okay then, I'll bring Sara around tomorrow before I go to work."
Carrie nodded. "Okay, I can deal with that." She kissed Sara's forehead. "Good night Sara, goodnight Ms. Willows."
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"You can't stay with me any longer." Catherine told Sara the next day.
"Look your aunty wants custody, and she'll get it because, one you're legally related, two I was an exotic dancer, which is just a fancy term for a stripper really, they would never give me custody, plus I don't think you would want to live here anyway, Eddie and I fight a lot it wouldn't be a pleasant experience for you.
Sara sat there staring at Catherine, part of her knew she only wanted to live with Catherine because she wanted her attention, after all who didn't want the attention of the gorgeous 27 year old. Sara knew it was illegal though, for her and Catherine to be together, and anyway Catherine was straight wasn't she? She was married after all. But she still wanted to spend as much time with Catherine as possible.
Sara sighed. "Okay Catherine I will go and live with my aunt."
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It was the last day of school. Almost a year had passed since Liz had died, and Sara was getting used to the idea of living with Carrie but she still didn't particularly like it. Catherine and Sara were sitting together in the classroom.
"How is Carrie? Are you going anywhere for the holidays?" Catherine asked curiously.
"Yeah, for some random reason Carrie wants to DRIVE up to Ohio and Michigan and all that, apparently she has family there or something. I'll have to tell you about it next year after school starts again." Sara responded happily.
Catherine got nervous, "I don't think you can do that Sara?"
Sara got an upset look on her face and started to question her. "Why not? How come?"
Catherine looked upset. "I'm sorry Sara, I'm changing jobs, I'm going back to school, I'm going to become a CSI, I want to help bring people justice.
Sara started to cry. "EVERYONE LEAVES ME!" She yelled, partially sobbing.
Catherine grabbed Sara and wrapped her arms around the distraught girl. "I'm sorry Sara." She whispered.
Sara looked her in the eye. Sara quickly leant forward and kissed Catherine quickly on the lips. "I love you Miss. Willows." She cried, before quickly running out the door. It took Catherine a moment to register what had happened. She couldn't believe it, had Sara just done that. Catherine shuddered, Sara was only 15. She decided it was probably a good thing she was leaving. She stood up and quickly ran after Sara, but it was too late Sara was long gone.
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A/NOkay, so here you are! The first chapter, I hope it's okay. I really like it, There will be one more chapter in the past (although not as far back as this) before we move more to present times.
Also just one more note 'Cate' is pronounced just the same as Kate, incase your wondering.
Also, in this story there is a 12 year age gap, that fits in with the episode where Catherine is 16 when the movie jaws came out.
PLEASE REVIEW THIS IS MY FIRST FANFICTION AND I WANT TO KNOW HOW I DID!!!
