Disclamer: CSI belongs to CBS and its creators. I am just having a little fun with it.
Warning: Yes this is Femslash, if that is not your cup of tea I am sure you will be happier reading something else.
Author's Notes: This is my first Fan Fiction so cut me a little slack. :P Also, this is un-betaed and if you see an error please leave a comment telling me and I will fix it. It's a pet-peeve of mine while reading stories to see errors, so I feel your pain. If anyone wants to beta for me, please send me an e-mail and I just might fall in love with you. Let me know what you think, I am not really sure where I am going with this and any ideas are welcome. Enjoy!

Another night in Las Vegas where the lights from the city could be so deceiving, painting the skyline brightly with false hopes. No matter how many times she looked at it she still felt a little excitement flow through her body, making her feel just a little more alive. But then she looked down at the poor tourist and his blood-spattered shirt. They never came here to die, but more times than she can count she had processed a scene where someone had literally lost everything in the city she called home. Like moths to a flame they always came and someone always got burned alive.

"So I met the infamous Sara Sidle last night. Of course, she didn't know who I was. But I gotta say she wasn't what I expected." Riley said as Catherine halted in place perching over a pool of blood.

The older woman hadn't heard anything about Sara since she had disappeared again. She could tell Grissom had been holding back from her, but the fact that Sara was still in town was very surprising. Sara had always had the mysterious brooding thing going for her and Catherine had to admit it was not hard to be pulled in by it. But the woman could also be so cold and for Catherine it wasn't worth the effort to actually get to know her better back when they had still worked together. She had made a choice not to get too close and she stands by it. Catherine had protected herself and justly so.

Catherine was pulled out of her reverie by Riley's voice, "Don't get me wrong she is very intelligent, but the leather pants caught me a little off guard."

Leather pants? Had she ever seen the woman wear leather pants before? It seemed so wrong that the always composed Sara Sidle would be out in leather pants. Where the hell had Riley met Sara anyway?

Catherine cleared her suddenly tight throat and asked, "Really where did you two meet? How is she?"

She tried not to seem too interested but she really wanted to know how her old co-worker was doing, especially after everything that happened with Warrick. She needed to feel connected to the members of the old team, even if it was one-sided.

"Oh….um…just at this club my friend dragged me to, nothing too exciting. She…uh…looked good. I'm going to go drive this evidence back to the lab and start processing, if that's ok?", Riley said while looking somewhat uneasy.

Catherine had spent enough years on the job to notice the distance Riley had put between herself and Catherine. This with the young girl's tight grip on the evidence bag told the lead CSI that something was definitely off. What was with everyone? Why is it when it comes to Sara she is always left in the dark? Why was everyone lying to her or holding back? Catherine felt frustrated as her temper quietly flared just below the surface of her calm demeanor. It wasn't fair that she was always left out when it came to the brunette, it just wasn't.

"Yeah, go ahead. I will meet you back there in a little bit. I need to finish up with the body.", Catherine said as she tried to wrangle her annoyance for the younger CSI. She needed time to think and all the better if the girl wasn't around while she did it. She just, needed to think.

A/N: Again, Thank You for reading. Feedback is much appreciated.