Obsession

I'm only going to her house, that's it. I'm just passing by her place before we go to work. We're just going to talk. Chat, catch up on things, maybe update the case we're on. Nothing unusual about that. I mean, I see at work most everyday. I've been to her house on several occassions with the boys. We've had barbeques, parties, get togethers. So what's the difference if I see her by myself at her house? Shouldn't be such a big deal, right?

Wrong, Sidle! Get a grip. It'll be me and her. Me, Sara Sidle with her, the ever beautiful take my breath away Catherine Willows. Oh, god, why am I a nervous wreck? Geez, stop acting like I'm going on my first date! I've known her for six years. Six long years. Have I been nervous like this before with anyone? No. Has she done anything to me to make me feel like this? No.

Well, okay, yes. Everytime she leans over me to take a look into my microscope. I turn numb. Having her face inches away from mine, her hair falling freely sometimes brushing my arm gives me this tingling feeling. The smell of her perfume, even the soap she uses. Somehow my senses go into over drive when she's near me. I have the craving to remember the touch, the smell, the look. Call her my obsession. My six years and counting obsession.

I call her on her cellphone to hear her say, 'Willows'. One word, filled with command and confidence. Not to mention the sexiness in it. Willows. Willows. Willows. Sleek and sexy. How obsessed can I be?

I can make her angry and see the piercing look in her beautiful blue eyes reserved for me at that moment. I can make her listen to me with intent as I explain a case to her, feel her passion to get on and solve it. I can make her hate me when I go over her authority. I can make her get in my face when we argue, making her inches away from me. Feeling her breath on my skin, watching the movement of her lips. Lips that is tempting me to touch and kiss. Watching her breathing slow down and deepen with every chest rise, hypnotizing me. Damn, I'm so hooked on her. I can make her feel anything I want... except what I want her to feel for me.

Sara continues to pace back and forth in her room. Looks at the wall clock, "Damn," she says out loud, "eight o'clock already?" She stops and stands infront of her closet. Takes a deep breath and opens it.

"What to wear, what to wear..." She runs her hand slowly through her clothes. Jeans or slacks? Greg said be myself. Hell, I can't even relax myself and I'm just picking out what to wear. Jeans or slacks. Einie mieanie minnie moe...Jeans it is. She neatly places the picked jeans on top of her bed.

"Top, top,top..." she murmurs to herself. "White?" No, I'm no Miss Innocence Purity. Heck, with the thoughts I have of her before I sleep? Man, the things we can do together. Picturing her naked, imagining how she sounds when she moans. Damn! Nothing innocent or pure about those. "Red?" Love, passion. Hmmm. Well, I don't want to be too obvious. "Green?" Hope , stability. Hoping for something more. Okay. Shoot. Also means jealousy. yes, what I'm feeling right now knowing Catherine and Sofia having beakfast together! Shit!

Sara closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Okay, no need to get worked up. I'm going to see her later. Get in the zone, Sara. Get in the zone. Catherine, Cathrine , Catherine. Blue, I'll wear blue. Catherine's eyes are blue. Her eyes are blue. Confidence, wisdom, trust. So is Curtis' eyes. Get a grip on yourself, girl! Curtis' is ice. Catherine is soft. Soft baby blue. Think of Catherine's eyes. Yeah, she can drown me with her looks. Okay, I'm back in my Willows zone. Catherine, Catherine, Catherine. Willows zone, stay in the Willows zone.

She opens her eyes and pulls out her light blue body hugging shirt. Lays it next to her jeans.

She gives a triumphant look and congratulates herself of the clothing she picks. Ahh, don't foget my boots. She places them at thefoot of her bed.

Need sleep. Need to be rested. Dream of Catherine again. Call her later.

---oOo---

Meanwhile at Big Mike's...

Grissom looks aplogetically at Greg, "I'm sorry, Greg. I thought Sofia called you."

"Now why would I do that?" Sofia says as she stirs her coffee.

Greg looks at her with one thought in his mind. Kill her now.

"Aw,don't listen to her,Greg," Catherine smiles as she puts an arm around him and whispers in his ears, " she's moody today."

Greg leans towards Catherine and whispers, "I thought she always like that, being born mean and sarcastic."

"I heard that, Sanders," Sofia says as she takes the stirer out of her coffee, "watch it."

"Kids," Catherine says smiling, "behave now."

"So," Grissom says as her takes another bite from his pancakes, "Greg, what's new?"

"Yeah," Sofia says as she plays with her butter knife, "what is new, Greg."

Greg looks at Sofia as she so called playfully jabs her leftover pancakes. Shit, he thinks, she probably enjoys killing! Well, save the earth, save Sara. Since I'm always in between might as well die protecting Sara. Thats a good cause.

"Sara and I was going to do target practice," then he looks at Sofia, "but we were interrupted."

Sofia laughs, "I heard about that. Some of the lab techs thought there was a girl screaming inside..."

Greg interrupted, "well, hell. You're scarry."

"So you admit you scream like a girl?" Sofia leans on the table, still holding the butter knife.

"I'm admitting to nothing." Greg leans back and folds his arms across his chest.

"Okay," Catherine pipes in, "you two are confusing me."

"Well ,it's simple. Catherine. You see Miss Rambo here and Sa.."

"Gissom, excuse me," Sofia stands up as Grissom lets her pass, "I need a word with you, Sanders."

"No, I'm protected where I am." He leans closer to Catherine.

Grissom cocks an eyebrow up. Obviously confused of the events.

Catherine feeling Greg shift closer to her, "Greg, move! I don't have elbow room."

Sofia leans foreward and whispers in his ear, "I'll count to three, Sanders. I'll make you scream like a girl in here and your mommy will not recognize you when I hit 'four.'"

"Well, I'm a reasonable man when you put it that way. May it be known to the witnesses, " he stands up and looks at Catherine and Grissom, "If I'm not at work tonight, you know who did it. I will go against my will. Have it known I blame my immidiate supervisor," again he looks at Grissom, "that I have warned him of.."

"Oh, cut the crap, Greg." Sofia walks through the diner and turns to Greg, "come on!"

"Umm, Sofia?" he calls after her.

"What?" she turns around again in irritation.

"Where's the butter knife?"

She rolls her eyes, "You think I'm going to use a butter knife in the diner? What is this? The game Clue? Get real, Sanders. I'd rather use my gun in my car."

Grissom and Catherine smile in amusement. "She scares you, Greg?" Grissom asks jokingly.

"No. I am a man of peace. I try to avoid any kind of violence and will use any kind of tactics.."

Catherine grins, "So screaming like a girl was one of your tactics, huh, Greg."

"One, Sanders." Sofia calls out.

"Alright! Obviously, you three are in cahoots." He wipes his mouth with a paper napkin.

He hears Sofia call out again. "Two, Sanders."

"Alright, I said! Geez, woman!"

---oOo---

Grissom faces Catherine, "you know what that was about?" He pours more syrup on his pancake.

"Nope," Catherine picks up her fork and slices part of Grissom's pancake and pops it in her mouth,"don't wanna know, Gil. Put more the syrup."

---oOo---

Secrets Near The Telephone Booth

"Sanders, closer." Sofia faces Greg.

"Where's the butter knife?"

"Damn it! I'm not joking. I don't want to shout, so come closer, Sanders."

Greg looks around at the busy diner, 'okay, lots of on and off duty cops.' He takes a step near Sofia.

Sofia leans near him and in a slow and audible voice, "listen carefully, Sanders, of what I'm about to say..."

---oOo---

"Catherine," Grissoms looks at her, "you are a terrible liar."

Catherine smiles sweetly and innocently at her friend, "I'll tell you tomorrow if all goes well tonight."

"Catherine," he smiles at her, "you're always a mystery."

---oOo---

Another monotonous night at work... I like it 'coz I don't get caught using the internet ; ) well, obviously not yet. i'll keep pushing my luck.

anyway, please, please comment, suggest or review. really ,really appreciated. sorry if i can't respond to all of them, but i'll try my best!

errors are mine, i did this directly.

---oOo--ACE--oOo---