"That was an amazing day." Sara poured some wine for Sofia and herself.

"It was." Sofia got cheese and cracker and carried it to the balcony. It was after ten in the evening, they had brought Mandy and Alison home and sat down now for some quiet minutes to handle the day.

"The island is amazing, so green. I didn't expect it to be that green."

"A positive shock after being in Vegas for so long." Sofia lit u a few candles. Not only for light but to keep mosquitoes away.

"Absolutely. And Mandy and Alison are fun to be with."

"Yes they are. I'm glad they asked if they could sit next to us. Imagine we had these two guys instead of them."

"The guys would have taken us to other kinds of trips."

"Yeah in their hotel room. I've to say it's not too bad to be on holiday and having no men around. No holiday flirt, no little affair. It's…I don't know, can't say more relaxing, it's, less pressure is also not the right word…"

"I understand what you're meaning."

"Thanks. The island is great, the weather is perfect, the flat has everything we need, the beach doesn't need any more words and I'm close to ask the captain tomorrow if they need a new detective."

"Moving from Las Vegas to Hawaii?" Sara laughed.

"Could be worse."

"That's for sure."

"I'd leave Las Vegas if they offer me a job and I can take my most important things with me."

"Which are?"

"My teddy, my pillow, my coffee machine and you. Saved the best for last."

"Me?"

"Yes. I wouldn't leave without my best friend."

"Sounds like an oath you make as a child."

"I know. But I mean it. Even if I don't – and don't get me wrong when I say that like this I can't find better words – like that I'm that attached to you, I am so I won't go anywhere without you. Somehow you managed to become in less than two years the most important person in my life. I can leave my family in Vegas, but I can't leave you. I'd miss our time together too much. No, I need the time we spend together talking. I need them to handle my job, to cope with all the things the job brings and I'm sure I can be a better human and a better detective when I have you by my side." Sofia looked straight into Sara's eyes. There was no evidence of mock, only seriousness and truth.

Sara got up and hugged Sofia. "I think that's the nicest thing somebody ever said to me." She whispered in the blonde's ear. "Thanks Sofia. I don't want to be without you either. I know you have already made me a better person. But I'd appreciate it when we stay in Las Vegas, I kind of like the place and the job. We've got a great team."

"So we come back for holiday? After me have seen all the other things we want to see."

"Sure." Sara chuckled. "We need some more time for all the other islands."

"You know I'm not that big fan of flying."

"I'll hold your hand again."

"Thanks darling." Sofia snorted. Sara had held Sofia's hand on their flight when the plane had took off and for landing. It wasn't like Sofia went crazy in a plane, she just didn't feel comfortable being caught in the thing 30.000 feet above the safe ground.

"My pleasure." Sara got back to her chair.

"Am I getting emotional more often since we're on holidays?" Sofia furrowed her brows. She noticed she was quite emotional and needed to be in Sara's arms quite often, needed her friend to be close regular.

"Want a serious answer?"

"Yes."

"You're like that since the day you got almost shot."

"Oh." The day Sara's vest, the brunette had insisted Sofia to wear, saved her life. "Really?"

"Really."

"Sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry for."

"I shouldn't be that weak, getting shot is one of the benefits of the job."

"You're not weak, you got almost killed. If you'd go on like nothing had happened, I'd worry about you. And I don't mind you being emotional. I'm so happy you're fine, I'm more emotional since that day too."

"You're still bitchy to me."

"You're still smug."

"Grumpy Smurf."

"Smuggy." Sara smirked and took Sofia's hand.

"You know what? I'll get you a t-shirt with Grumpy Smurf on it. You personal sleep shirt when you sleep over at my place."

"A good reason not to sleep at your place anymore."

"You only have to wear it when you sleep on the coach."

"Cheap trick to get me in your bed, I stay at home."

"Why don't you get me a t-shirt with…I don't know? Who's smug?"

"Nobody is as smug as you are."

"I take that as a compliment, Miss Sidle."

"Of course you do, Miss Curtis."

"Detective Curtis."

"Being a detective isn't anything special. Become a lieutenant."

"Why?"

"I'm attracted to power and authority."

"I don't need you to be attracted to me, I need you to love me and you do that already." Sofia smirked. "No need to deny that."

"I won't."

"Good." Sofia got serious again. "Wanna tell me about your dream?"

"It was nothing special…"

"A nightmare?"

"No." Sara smiled a little bit. "I don't have these nightmares of my childhood and teenager time when I'm with you, you make them disappear."

"Good." Sofia smiled and took Sara's hand. She had witnessed one of Sara's nightmare once; not the actually dream but what it did to Sara. Sara had been asleep and didn't know that Sofia was about to come along. When the blonde opened the bedroom door carefully to make the brunette was at home and she won't wake up Sara, she had found Sara tossing and turning in her bed, crying and talking in her dreams. She had woken Sara up immediately, had held her, tried to calm her down, desperately to get the horrible pictures out of Sara's head.

"It was only a strange dream. I knew this girl in upper high school, we were friends, spent some time together. After high school I went to Berkley, we stayed in touch of a while, but lost contact. I know from somebody else she got married quite fast after high school and became a mother of two. I haven't talked to her in over fifteen years but last night I dreamed I visited her and that she just had lost a baby daughter. She has got two boys, that's what I know, I've no idea if she has a daughter, if she has really lost one…it was only a dream, but it shook me a little bit. Frankly I don't know why I dreamed something like that."

"Now you would like to know if your dream is true or only a bad fantasy."

"Yes. Stupid, isn't it?"

"Can I ask you something before I answer your question?"

"Sure."

"Did it ever happen that something you dreamed of happened in reality?"

"Yes. Also a quite stupid dream. I was obsessed with a movie and desperately wanted the book of it. I was a teenager, the internet wasn't available, I had no idea how to get this book, if it existed at all. The next day I was in a shopping center and found this book on discount. Actually that happened twice with books."

"That was something positive."

"Yes."

"Anything negative ever happened that you dreamed of?"

Sara thought about that for a while. Her whole life was negative before she went to Berkley, but she had never dreamed of that. "No."

"In that case I can answer your question now. No, it's not stupid, but it seems like you don't dream negative things that happen. And one more thing, Sara. You can check on her."

"I can't check on somebody without a reason."

"You've got a reason."

"A dream isn't a reason."

"If you say to Ecklie you want to check on an old friend because of this dream he won't understand, if Grissom walks in while you check, he'll understand. So will everybody else. I can do it if you want."

"I don't even know her new surname, I only know her maiden name."

"You know that's enough with the date of birthday."

"I do know her birthday."

"See. Check it out next week and you can be sure."

Sara said nothing, thinking about what Sofia had said.

"What am I going to do if I'm right?"

"It's up to you. Would you like to have any contact with her?"

"We were friends but I don't know if we still have anything in common. She's a mother, has a family, is a housewife, I'm…the opposite of everything she is."

"I don't think you were friends because you were both students. In that case everybody from your high school was your friend. I somehow doubt that."

"You're right."

"Of course I am. I am a good detective and a former CSI, I know something about people and I do know a few things about you, Sara."

"You know more than anybody else."

"Does that make you uncomfortable?"

"No, not at all."

"Good." Sofia smiled and got up, not letting go of Sara's hand. "Come on, honey, time to go to bed. It's almost midnight and we've an appointment at ten sharp. I don't want to have less than eight hours of sleep when I'm on holidays."

"Anything else you want or not want?"

"I want breakfast in bed."

"We might have that." Sara got up and followed Sofia with a smile. It was a good to have a friend like her. Sara was sure for most people her story about the dreams sound ridiculous, Sofia didn't laugh, she took Sara's concern serious. She was really happy to have her.

THE END :-)