A Second Chance
by: Liv-x-Case-Benson & dcmasters
Ch. 2: Confession
Later that week, the party was a huge success. Everyone congratulated them and wished them well. Catherine, however, was nowhere to be found.
"You alright?" Nick asked Sara over the music, noting the frown she'd worn for the past half an hour.
Sara shook her head. "I just wish Catherine were here."
"She's not been feeling well this week, and I think she said something about Lindsay having a school play."
Sara nodded. "I understand."
"You could always go see her."
"I know, but if she's not feeling well..."
"Send her a text, or call. I'm sure she'd be here if she could."
Sara nodded, sitting in a chair. 'Wish u were here'. she text Catherine.
'Have a wonderful night' the older woman replied unable to bring herself to say anything else as she sighed, finishing her second bottle of wine.
'Can I come over and see you?'
Catherine didn't respond. She didn't know what to say to the woman she loved.
Sara closed her phone, walking over to Grissom. "I'm going to see Catherine. I need to talk to her."
"You need me to come with you?"
Sara shook her head. "No, I'll be ok."
Grissom nodded. "I'll see you at home."
Sara nodded, kissing her cheek.
Fifteen minutes later, she knocked on Catherine's door.
The door was promptly opened. "Sara..." the older woman said with surprise.
"Can I come in?"
Catherine thought about refusing, but it was too late, the younger woman had seen her now. She stepped aside to allow Sara to enter, resting against the door after closing it fearful she might lose her balance otherwise.
Sara wrapped an arm around her. "Why won't you talk to me?"
Catherine tensed a little, diverting her eyes from Sara's gaze.
"Cath, please? I'm not mad. I want to know what's wrong."
Catherine pulled away, wobbling a little on her feet as she crossed the room. "I thought we told each other everything..."
Sara sighed. "I know and I'm so sorry. What did you want me to say? That we were working late one night and an innocent kiss turned into more?"
"Did you think I'd tell everyone?"
"What? No. Of course not! I just...I didn't know what to say..."
Catherine grew increasingly upset, the alcohol taking full affect. "You're just the same as everyone else," she managed.
Sara sat her on the couch. The stench she hadn't picked up of intoxication from Catherine was now overpowering. "Honey, I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
Empty bottles lay strewn all over the living room. It didn't look like Catherine had moved far all week. Tears now flowed freely. She'd nearly humiliated herself the day Sara announced they were leaving. "So you keep saying."
"Here, I'll get you a glass of water," Sara said, going into the kitchen and bringing her back a glass. "Drink this, please."
Catherine slowly took the glass, hands shaking as she sipped the water.
Sara wrapped an arm around her. "Please talk to me. I thought you'd be happy for me."
"It's just... it's not that simple."
"Why not?"
"Because I..." Catherine said, pausing to wipe a tear from her cheek, "It's stupid and it doesn't matter. Like you said, you're happy."
"But you're not and I want to know why."
"Because I thought I could trust you! I really loved you, Sara!" Catherine shouted. She couldn't hold it in any longer, and the alcohol had loosened her tongue somewhat.
Sara stood too. "Y-you love me? Since when?"
"Since always. Look, just.. you need to go."
Sara sighed. "Why do you love me?"
"Because you're all I've ever wanted, and so much more," Catherine replied with sincerity in her voice, "I told you openly, honestly about all the stuff with Eddie, and Lindsay. But you couldn't even tell me why you've been so happy lately and right now I'm far too angry to forgive you that."
Sara nodded. "I understand, but just know I would've been very happy if you had said something earlier," she said, "I just wish I would've known. You've always been my best friend. Maybe you could've convinced me of more. I'm sorry, but I can't just break this off when I can't provide a reasonable explanation."
Catherine stepped forward to brush a stray strand of hair from the brunette's face. "Then go be happy. I wish you all the luck in the world," she managed in a whispered as tears flowed once more.
Sara sighed, suddenly kissing her, if only just to feel how much the redhead loved her, what she'd lost out on...
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