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That's Why
Seven years today is the day Catherine met Sara Sidle. That tall, dark haired, brown eyed, long legged woman that waltzed into every ones lives so easily, every one except Catherine. Ever since the day they had met, it had been such a constant bother that it was almost unavoidable. Fights everyday, the constant nagging at each other, and the masked insults she threw at Sara, it was tearing Catherine apart. "That's it!" she yelled in furry to the closed office. "Everything is driving me crazy! Look at me I'm talking to a room! I'm sorting this out, before I end up doing something I regret." She stood up opened the door to her office, light flooded into the dim room, and Catherine was almost blinded by the white hallways. She started off in search of Sara, and it didn't take her long to find here sitting in the break room eating a pear. She poked her head inside and took a long, deep breath. "Sara, a word please." She stepped back out of the room and waited in the hall until her colleague came up and met her.
"Yeah Catherine, what do you need?" She turned to face Catherine with her magazine tucked under her arm and still eating the pear. She almost looked like a female Grissom.
"Not here." She took Sara's wrist and began tugging her elsewhere. When she pulled on Sara's arm, the magazine fell the floor almost silently.
"What? Where are you taking me Catherine, you are scaring me a little." Sara had no choice but to follow, seeing as how she was being pulled with full strength.
"Okay we are going where no one can hear us." She turned and looked at Sara before pulling open a large door that had a sign beside it marked 'roof'. "We are going to the roof observatory." Up on the roof they had a small observatory, where CSIs could get away and just rest for a bit. There where a few tables and chairs about it, and a few plants too. Catherine and Sara got on the roof and Catherine motioned Sara to sit in a chair near where they were standing.
"Okay, I'm up here, now, what do you need, and why did you have to drag me up here to tell me?" She sat down on the cool metal chair and Catherine sat in a chair opposite her.
"I dragged you up here because I want, actually more like I need to, talk to you, and I didn't want little Greg ears overhearing. Now Sara, I just need like maybe five whole minutes of your time, no arguing, and really, no talking." She looked Sara straight in the eyes. "Can you handle that?"
"This had better be good Catherine. I'll try no promises." She looked around, but not at Catherine, because frankly after all these years she wasn't interested, or so she thought.
"Alright, let me start by apologizing, for everything. We yelled, we fought, we threw insults around like Frisbees, and in truth, I didn't mean a word of it. So I'm sorry. If I ever hurt you in any extreme way, I'm sorry. Also, I regret not getting to know you better, you seem like a really amazing person Sara, you really do. I'm so sorry for everything I have ever done to you. I never meant a word of it, I swear." She looked across to Sara, who was now staring at her, almost like she was trying to burn a hole in Catherine. Sara remained quite for a moment before speaking.
"Then Catherine, why? Why do this to me?"
"There is a really good reason, I just don't think you will want to hear it."
"Just say it Catherine, just tell me, I just took the shock of my life pretty well, I can most likely do it again." She sounded too calm in this situation, either she should be so angry she was shouting at Catherine, or she should be so happy she was crying. Then why wasn't she?
After a deep breath Catherine spoke again. "Because I'm so in love with you Sara."
That's why.
