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Summary: Sara has to stay few days with Catherine and Lindsey. How will the three of them get along?
(I've been planning Lindsey to be quite a big part of this story, but she's not in this chapter yet.)

A/N: Ok, here we go. This is my first attempt to write something longer.

And I want to warn you, I have a bad habit to just start a new story when I meet the first problem or writer's block. I'll try hard not to do it with this, but I don't like about promising things.

English isn't my first language, so I might mix British and American spelling and that kind of things... If you think it's difficult to read and understand, just let me know and I'll do something about it.

And if you're looking for something unique, you're reading the wrong story. This story is mostly just me learning to write, time of the unique ideas is somewhere in the future. But if you encourage me enough, we might get there sooner.

And last but not least, this is a Cath/Sara story, so if you don't like about the idea, you're reading the wrong story, and you shouldn't blame me for that, ok?

Just give it a shot, please? And let me know what you think.

When Catherine walked into the break room twenty minutes before her shift was supposed to begin, she found Sara sleeping on the couch with five suitcases next to her. Catherine started a fresh pot of coffee and then turned to her co-worker and friend.

"Sara?" she asked softly and the brunette opened her eyes and blinked few times before focusing on the blonde standing next to her.

"Huh?"

"What's going on?" she asked and glanced at the luggage making sure Sara knew what she ment with her question.

Sara sat up and heaved a sigh.
"Long strory short: My car broke down yesterday and I had to call a cab to get home. When I got home, there was two inches of water on the floor all over the apartment. Apparently the pipe had exploded. I was told to pack what I need and stay away for the next month so they can repair everything. And because it was morning and I hate hotels anyway, I decided I could just come here. Had to call a cab once again which didn't actually make me any happier."

"What are you going to do now?"

Sara shrugged. "I think I'll just have to ask for a lift everytime I need to get to a crime scene and hope Grissom doesn't send me solo. And I guess I can sleep here few more nights or days or whatever before Ecklie notices and I'm in trouble."

"Maybe... But not a month, you know." Catherine poured two cups of coffee and placed the other one on the table in front of Sara.

"Hey! What's up?" Greg greeted and made his way to the coffee pot. "Hey! This is my brew! And I don't remember letting you use it."

"Sara had a long day so I thought she might need it."

Sara smiled knowing Catherine started the pot before she knew about her day, but the answer seemed to calm Greg down, and she really didn't want to fight right then.

"Oh, in that case, it's ok. Anything for my beautiful lady."

"Oh, Greg. You're flattering me," Catherine smirked and Greg sent her a death glance. Sara smiled for their interaction.

"So, what was wrong with your day?" Greg asked and sat down.

"There's two inches of water on the floor of my apartment and I had to pack my life into there suitcases and leave. They said I could come back after a month. Oh, and my car's broken." the brunette sipped her coffee.

"Outch... You know, you can take another cup if you feel like you need it."

"Thanks. I think I might will." Sara smiled.

"Hey Sara? You're moving in for good, huh? It was about time. You spend more time here than in your apartment. No reason to pay the rent, right?" Warrick laughed and sat down.

Sara smiled a little. "A pipe blew off. Can't go back until the end of next month."

Catherine smiled when she noticed how the brunette told a shorter version every time. She couldn't help wondering what would be left for Grissom in case he was the last one to arrive, like he normally was. Maybe he was going to get just word "water" and a look that tells that you shouldn't make any questions.

"Outch... Where are you going to stay?"

Sara shrugged again. "I don't know. I don't really have an relatives or friends -other than you guys, I mean- around here so I guess I'll just sleep here until I come up with some kind of solution."

"You can always come and stay with me," Greg suggested with a smirk.

"Thanks, but I don't want you to get your hopes up." Sara smiled and put her empty cup on the table.

Grissom walked in and looked at Sara and her luggage. He raised an eyebrow and Sara answered his silent question with an expression that made it clear it was better if he didn't ask anything.

Wow. She even skipped the "water" -part. Catherine thought and couldn't help smiling.

Grissom turned to his papers again.

"Ok. Today's assignments. Catherine and Sara, a body dump in the desert. Warrick, you've got a missing person in Henderson, or at least that's where she was seen the last time--"

There were some awkward smiles in the room when the team tried to figure out if it was supposed to be a joke they should have laughed at or just a statement. Since there was no change in Grissom's tone and he continued like nothing had happened, they figured it wasn't a joke.

"-- and Greg, you come with me. Two kids got shot in a school football game."

"Where's Nick?" Warrick asked.

"Home. He has a flu. Luckily we don't have too many cases tonight. Ok, let's get to work."

Grissom walked out the break room and Greg hurried after him.

"Well, bye girls." Warrick smiled and headed out, too.

"I guess we'd better get going. It's gonna take few moments to drive to the scene." Catherine gave her friend an encouraging smile and got up. "And I think it might be better if we get those bags somewhere else. Unless you want Greg to know what kind of underwear you own."

"Yeah... Right about both." The brunette took as many bags as she could and Catherine took the rest. "Any ideas where to put these? My locker can only swallow one or two." Sara asked while they were walking.

"How about my car? There's plenty of room. And Ecklie won't find them. Nor will Greg."

"You sure it's ok?"

"Sure." Catherine was already walking out the front door of the lab.

"Ok. Just make sure you remember to give them to me before you leave."

"Actually... I was kind of wondering if you wanted to stay with me and Lindsey."

"Catherine..."

"I know that tone. And I don't like it." Catherine glanced at Sara and put her luggage in the trunk.

"I don't think it's a good idea."

"Is this about that date invitation? 'Cos I'm really just trying to be a friend here." Catherine opened the driver's door and sat in and Sara followed her example.

"I thought we'd left that behind already. You asked, I said no, that's it. This isn't personal, ok?"

"Come on. You can't stay in the lab. And you hate hotels. Nick's apartment is bit too small, Warrick's got a wife and you already turned Greg down. So you either have to live with me or Grissom and his bugs. I'm sure he'd love to have you around."

Catherine managed to cover the jealousy in her voice. She glanced at the brunette before starting the engine and speeding off.

"No thanks... His friend's aren't actually my friends." Sara smirked.

"I'm his friend."

"You're an exception."

"So, you coming?"

"Welllll..."

"Come on. Two days. If it's as awful as you think it is, then you can move back to lab, ok?"

"Two days, huh? And you promise you won't get disapponted if I leave after that? 'Cos I really am not good with the whole being a guest thing..."

"I promise."

"Ok... I guess we have a deal then..."