"Remember the plan Cath" Catherine reminded herself as she brushed her hair at her locker.The plan was simple, stay the hell away from Sara and her heart wouldn't feel like it was being ripped out. Along with her headache, that was something she couldn't handle.
"Hey, Cath" Nick said, walking up to her with a case file in hand.
"Hey, you" Catherine said as cheerily as her hangover would allow.
Nick smiled, "It's pretty quiet tonight, surprisingly. Hey, you feeling all right?" the kind natured man asked.
Catherine bit her lip innocently and thought up a quick lie, "Ah, Lindsey had a little trouble at school. Nothing major" she said quietly, but with a faint smile.
Nick nodded and walked back out to check up on the latest fingerprint they picked up from a local hotel.
Catherine sighed and hit her head lightly on the metal of her locker. "This isn't going to be easy.." she muttered and closed the small door of her locker with a loud thud, her high heel shoes making clapping sounds on the floor as she made her way elegantly to Greg's lab.
"Greg?" Catherine called out and turned her head to see him working busily at his computer, she grinned faintly.
"Hello there, feeling better?" He asked smugly.
Catherine snorted and brushed his comment aside.
"Has Sara been in the Lab yet?" Catherine asked as casually as her stinging need for her would allow.
Greg chuckled lightly as he scrolled down and looked at the screen intently. "Why'd you ask?" he asked as if he had no clue.
Catherine whined and left the lab, she needed to walk, but walking at this time of the night wasn't exactly the safest thing on earth.So she settled for wandering around the building until something came up.
Sara stumbled into the break room with a large box of photo's.She placed the box on the table, and headed over to the cup of coffee she had left in the room.Her face was emotionless; it always was when she was alone. The silent battle she'd fight with herself night after night, because sometimes she didn't really know who Sara sidle was, and now she was faced with a very large, blonde coloured problem. Her body frame stood frozen, her hand hovering around the coffee she had made previously. She was deep in thought, a dark cloud wrapping itself around Sara and squeezing her for answers. Answers she couldn't provide at this time.
"What have you done to me Cath?" she whispered slowly to herself, her voice dark and confused.
"What has Cath done?" a curious Warrick asked.
Sara crashed through the wall of dreaming and reality within seconds of the name being mentioned by a different voice."Uhh, left me with all these pictures, I've got tons to look through" Sara covered up; she gave a half smile and moved to sit down on the sofa.
Warrick raised an eyebrow; he didn't exactly think Sara and he were the greatest of friends, but friends all the same.
"Seems more personal to me, you were pretty wrapped up in a daydream there" he questioned, just like he was performing an interrogation.
Sara looked at him as plainly as possible; she didn't want to be rude. He would probably guess she was angry. "Warrick.." she settled with warning him. Only to receive a light and harmless chuckle and the disappearance of the man.
Sara looked at the box from the top of her coffee mug; she curled he feet underneath her body and settled for a looking at the Photo's in the most unsuitable room, the break room.The pictures were taken in a bedroom. The bedcovers crumpled into a ball, the picture above the bed tilted to the side. It made the familiar lump in Sara's throat reappear when she remembered how scared the girl was, how close the team was to finding the bastard who did this.
Catherine casually strolled past the break room but stopped, she had seen this before, Sara in her most vulnerable and fragile state. Catherine sighed heavily and contemplated the decision to go and comfort the younger CSI, even if it tarnished her plan to make-work less awkward, but it was Sara. And it wasn't fair to leave someone standing.
Catherine pushed open the door, Sara didn't budge or take one glance, and Catherine sighed in sympathy.
"Umm, Hey" she whispered.
Sara turned to look at Catherine; her dark and unknown expression didn't change. "Hey.." Sara stuttered, her voice dry and emotionless.
Catherine took the risk and stepped forward to sit next to Sara, she looked down at the picture in her hand; carefully she took it from her and set it aside.
"Sara, you should ask if Grissom can take you off the case" Catherine said affectionately, she wasn't really sure if it was safe to talk to Sara after they're rocky meeting.
Sara shook herself out of the darkness. "Its okay. I've uhh, got to go and give this to Grissom" Sara lied and hastily picked up the box.
Catherine rubbed her forehead and sighed once more, she mentally slapped herself for not sticking to the plan, a very good, thought out plan.
Just before Sara opened the door she turned towards Catherine. "Hey Cath? Fancy having breakfast tomorrow?" She asked with a faint grin.
Catherine's eyes lit up in an inferno of happiness, her smile was like an enormous ray of white light filling the room.
"Sure" Catherine replied joyfully.
Sara nodded and left the room, she smiled faintly, and hoped that what she had just done was for the best. And she wasn't going to bring Catherine's hopes so high up and into the clouds, only to let them fall like a dead bird.
The team got home at 9am the next day, Lindsay had already gone to school with one of her friends when Catherine got home, and she had very little time to make her self a bit more presentable before Sara came to pick her up.
She walked into her bedroom and searched for something casual to wear, she didn't want to act like she was overly obsessed with Sara, although, it was pretty true. So she settled with a pair of jeans and a simple black top that hugged her in all the right places, topping up her make up was a simple task, and it left her standing in the mirror checking over her appearance once more.
"Get a grip willows" she said to herself and moved to sit on the edge of her bed. Maybe she was bringing her hopes up too high, what if Sara only wanted to set things straight?
Catherine shivered and got up; there was a knock on the door just as she left the bedroom, Catherine's heart pounded in her chest, she hurried along to the door and opened it as calmly as possible. Damn, she hadn't felt like this in a long time.
"Hey" Sara said and gestured her hand to her car.
Catherine on the other hand, took a few seconds to drink in what Sara was wearing, pretty much the same as herself. Jeans and a simple top, "You look great" Catherine complimented, as she grabbed her keys and jacket then closed the door behind her.
Sara smiled and followed Catherine out, she wasn't really sure what cards to go by, was it a date? She was beginning to think that's what Cath thought.
The traffic wasn't too bad, so they got to the small café within 20 minutes of leaving Catherine's house, Sara found a parking space and brought the car to a collected stop. Catherine jumped out of the car and searched for a nice seat through the window, somewhere in the back and out of the way.
They pulled out they're chairs and sat down, both pairs of hands diving for the menu's, neither of them wanted to start awkward small talk.After a few minutes of dead silence, Catherine put her menu down and looked at Sara studying hers.
"You found anything you want?" Catherine piped up.
Sara nodded "Think I'll stick to a coffee" she said to Catherine, still looking at the menu.
Catherine raised one eyebrow and put one elbow on the table.
"But you need to eat something" Catherine ordered.
Sara looked at her and tilted her head innocently
"Why?" she whined playfully, surprisingly, she was more relaxed than she thought she would have been.
Catherine giggled. "Just eat? C'mon, you can share my Pancakes" Catherine said and gave her a nudge from the other side of the table with her foot.
Sara grinned and gave in "Fine, but if I throw up or something, its you're fault" Sara said childishly.
A little while later, the two CSI's were enjoying the food they had ordered, and having a pretty good time, Sara felt like she had forgotten every little thing which made her want to cry, she wasn't sure if it was the way Catherine lightened up every situation, or if it was the simple things like her smile, or her amazing figure.
It hit Sara like a huge blow to the face, she wasn't thinking about Cath in a friendly way anymore, no. It was more intimate.
Catherine starred at Sara, had Sara noticed she was holding a fork in mid air and staring at her with the intensity of a raging fire? No, she probably hadn't. "Best say something Willows" Catherine thought to herself as she put her fork down.
"Sara?" Catherine said, a small smile pulling at her pale painted lips.
Sara shook her head and blinked a few times. "Huh?" she mumbled, her face glowing red in embarrassment at what she had done.
"You kinda zoned out there" Catherine joked, her fingers playing with a small cluster of sugar on the table.
Sara nodded, her eyes doing their best not to make a journey down Catherine's body.
"I know that look," Catherine whispered to Sara seductively.
Sara blushed, now she was the one hiding her just discovered feelings. "You do?" she asked.
"Yup" Catherine replied, her heart thumping just as hard as Sara's.
Sara blushed even more than she thought was possible, in the space of a few days she had found out a few things, one of them being she was beginning to fall for someone.
"You're addictive, you know that?" Sara said, totally out of character.
It was Catherine's turn to blush now, a smile formed on her lips; her hand reached over for Sara's, this was it. There was no going back now.
Tah dah! Took long enough didnt it? I'm uberly sorry for the slow updating, lots of stuff going on right now!! Anyway, please review! I love them!