Disclaimer: See earlier chapters.. Still no signs of Jorja by the way.. And it´s almost Christmas too )

A/N: See, I can write it pretty fast if I just try hard enough :D So here is my Christmas present to you readers out there. I try to do as fast with the next one but don´t know if it´s possible.

I hurt my ankle yesterday and I´m in really much pain so... Took a few painkillers so we´ll see..

To you people who wanted to know about the history between Sara and Brittney, here´s a bit of it.. I have quite a lot of it in my head so I´ll try tell it to you piece by piece :D

And as this is custom: I owe you a BIG thank you chimp1984!


After getting Sara a visitor pass she and Brittney entered the DNA lab.

"Hello there! How can I help you today?" asked the girl who was already in the lab when she noticed the other two women.

"Sara, this is Chelsea. A genius who, without us, couldn't get anything done" Brittney introduced Chelsea making her blush.

"What? I thought I was the genius who kept the show going", Sara replied faking to be hurt.

"Well, we had to find someone after you left, didn't we? But don't worry, you're always going to be the one and only CSI princess we have."

"All I'm asking…" Sara smiled to the other two.

"Even when it is nice to meet new people I would be really happy if you two could continue this flirting thing you have going on somewhere else. I'll page you, Brittney, if I get a hit on AFIS. Okay?" Chelsea kicked them out of the lab. Without wanting to cause any problems Sara left the room with Brittney right behind her.

XXX

I was sitting in the break room thinking about the case I was on. It was a dead end. We had no evidence, no suspect and not even any ID for the poor teenage girl who was our vic.

Brittney put a cup of steaming coffee in front of Sara to the table: "Black, three sugars, right?" and seated across Sara.

Sara only smiled to her and took a sip of her coffee. Neither of the women said anything and silence fell on them. They had never had the need to keep conversations going. Both of them liked silence and were comfortable with it.

"Hey you. What's up?" Brittney asked me when she entered the room.

"Not much. Just trying to understand this case I have."

"Dead end?"

"What else?"

My reply seemed to be enough for her to walk behind me and start to massage my shoulders. And no matter how much I tried I couldn't stop a moan come out of my mouth.

"I guess this room has seen a lot of different things throughout years" Sara said to Britt after getting back to reality from her thoughts.

"Whatever do you mean?" asked Brittney in reply wearing the biggest smile ever. Sara decided not to answer and this time both women started to think about the exact same memory.

I could hear Brittney lowering her mouth to my ear and she whispered: "You like this, don't you?"

Only response I could give was "Oh God yes."

The next thing I realized was Brittney kissing my neck. We had agreed not to deepen our friendship to anything else but now, when she was doing exactly that, I couldn't find it in myself to ask her to stop. It seemed like the whole world had vanished when Britt's mouth finally found it's way to mine. Her hands were under my shirt slowly but surely lifting it up and away from me.

"You're thinking about the Day" Brittney said to Sara this time alerting her back to reality.

Sara smiled to her "Well can you blame me? It was not an ordinary day. Besides you were thinking about it too."

"No, I was not."

"Oh please. You know, I can see right through you. You still get the same look in your eyes."

"What?" came Brittney's answer. She really was confused. There was a time when she had been able to read Sara like an open book but now that talent seemed to be gone. ´So it isn't only her look that is changed. She has changed too she thought to herself.

"Yeah, you get this look whenever you start to think about some memory. And this time you blushed as well when you had the look so my guess is that you were thinking about the Day as well."

Brittney didn't say anything. She didn't knew what she should say. Sara was right. She had been thinking about the Day. But thinking about it had caused some unwanted feelings and thoughts in her mind as well.

"Sorry" Sara said after a while of silence.

"For what?"

"I just forgot you hate history" Sara smiled.

Britt was about to say something when Sara beat her to it and continued "You can't change history. That's what you told me when I asked why you disliked it. Right?"

"Yeah, I think that was my response to that question back then. And don't worry about the memories. Nothing we can do about it now, is there?"

XXX

To say Catherine was pissed would have been understatement. She was furious. Not only had she had the oddest moment in her life happen, it had been interrupted by her cell phone. Catherine had answered the call and had been asked to come to work.

Going to work had been the last thing in her mind but it seemed like she had no option. She had been told it was a busy shift and since she was a supervisor (in days, but it didn't seem to matter) and had had a day off she would have to come to work.

When she had arrived at the lab she had been sent to a pretty clear B and E. Now, she had closed the case and was heading to the break room. Unlike the CSI HQ in Las Vegas CSI HQ in San Francisco didn't have glass walls. No, it had the most boring looking grey concrete walls.

Catherine opened the break room door expecting to find no one there but to her surprise the room was occupied. She found Brittney in there with Sara.

Neither of the women noticed her opening the door and were talking about the Day. Cath had no idea what the Day was, but judging from the way Sara and Brittney were talking about it, it had been something big.

Catherine closed the door forgetting everything about intending to get a cup of coffee and started walking to her office. The only question on her mind was, what had happened on the Day?


A/N 2: It seems like I´m getting addicted to these cliffhanger endings. I guess that happens when I can´t see enough CSI from TV.. only reruns.

I try to keep my promise this time as well and hopefully you get the next chapter soon. I´m gonna probably go to place called Ikaalinen so New Years Eve so you might have to wait till next year.

Please, don´t hate me. And merry Xmas to everyone (or whatever you celebrate) and happy New Year!