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'What are you doing here?' Sara asked as she leaned to the side and let Paul in. She watched him walk in, and then shut the door behind him. There was no reason why Paul should be there and how the hell did he get her address? Thoughts were racing through her mind; had something happened to Catherine….or Lindsay? Or had he found out about the kiss that she and Catherine had shared just an hour before. Ok, now she was scared she might have let an angry man into her apartment.

Sara shoved her hands into the front of her trousers watching Paul intently as he paced back and forth, just waiting for him to acknowledge her or do something.

'You and Catherine are close, right?' Paul's voice finally shattered her thoughts as she took a minute to digest the question. They weren't close, but with the kiss they were definitely close in more ways than one.

'I wouldn't say close…..' Sara paused thinking what to say next, but Paul cut her off before she could say anything further.

'What? How can you not be close when you saved her life? I mean you're a hero in Catherine's eyes; she never stops talking about you.' Paul had now stopped to stare at her.

Sara tried to stop the smirk that was about to form on her face at the thought of Catherine always talking about her. Suddenly, Sara felt anger boiling through her.

'Hang on a minute, you can't just come in my apartment and start questioning me. How the hell did you find my apartment?'

'I work for the city. How do you think?' Paul answered with a sneer on his face which Sara just wanted to wipe off. It wasn't enough that he was with the object of her affection, but he had come to her apartment to gloat; Sara was having none of that. After all, she still had her pride.

'Look asshole,' Sara sneered as she pointed a finger at him, 'you had no right finding my address out. What the hell are you doing here anyway? I have better things to do than stand around here chatting.'

'I think…..I think Catherine is hiding something from me, and as I thought you two were close, I was hoping you might have an idea about what it is. I've just come from her place as she was very off with me, and she's pushing me further and further away as each day goes by.'

Sara raised an eyebrow as she took a minute to respond. Paul's pacing had started up again.

'What makes you think that I would tell you anything anyway? Though I know nothing, I hardly know you, so why would I betray a colleague's trust by telling you something that she might have confided in me?' Sara didn't like using the term colleague for Catherine as she meant so much more to her than that. But she couldn't exactly introduce her as her fantasy.

'Because you want to see her happy.' This hit Sara like a ton of bricks, she did want to see Catherine happy, but if someone other than her gave it to her then it cost Sara her own happiness as well. Sara fed a hand through her hair as she let out a frustrated sigh.

'Look, I have already told you that I don't know anything. I'm tired, can you leave now please?' Sara walked over to her front door and opened it to see Nick standing on the outside just about to knock. Paul cocked an eyebrow as he took in Nick and then strolled towards the front door.

'Have fun with the boyfriend,' was Paul's last remark as he walked out the door brushing past Nick as he left. Sara looked at Nick who had a shocked look on his face. But Sara didn't know if it was because Paul had been there or he had assumed Nick was her boyfriend.

'Are you going to come in or are you just going to stand in the hallway while we talk?' Sara chuckled as Nick finally took notice and walked in, making his way straight into the kitchen. Before Sara could join him, the phone rang. Sara gingerly walked to it.

'Hello.' There was no answer on the other end of the phone, just silence.

'Hello is there anyone there?' Still no answer, and eventually a dial tone rung through. Sara would have tried to trace the call back but she had no Caller ID on her house phone, just on her cell.

'Well that was weird,' Sara muttered to herself as she joined Nick in the kitchen. She let out a laugh as she noticed Nick had already got the Ben and Jerry's ice-cream out.

'What was weird?' Nick enquired as he took another spoonful of cookie dough ice-cream.

'Someone phoned, but they didn't say anything and then they hung up.' Sara answered as she grabbed a spoon and took the tub out of Nick's hands taking it into the lounge.

'Maybe it was just a wrong number.' Nick mumbled with his mouth full as he followed Sara to take a seat on the couch.

'Yeah….maybe.' First Paul coming to her apartment unannounced and then a phone call where nobody said anything on the other end; it was really confusing her. It had been a weird day to say the least and it was only 11 o'clock in the morning. Already she had kissed the blonde CSI and her boyfriend had showed up saying she was hiding something. Sara didn't want to let herself think that Catherine was pulling away because of the kiss they shared. That would only end up in heartache, most likely for Sara, and she had been given enough heartache to last her an entire lifetime.

'So what's been going on with you? I've hardly seen you at work, and you're pretty distant at the moment.'

'Nothing's been going on.' Sara replied, not wanting to talk to the Texan about what had happened earlier that morning.

'Don't give me that bullshit, Sara. I know you well enough by now to know when something is up with you. What was Paul doing here?' Sara stopped eating the ice-cream and looked up at Nick who was waiting for an explanation.

'He just came by to ask what Catherine liked jewellery wise,' Sara lied not wanting to tell Nick the real reason. She didn't want to tell him that she had made a huge mistake and kissed Catherine even though she had kissed her back to start with. Some things were best kept between herself and Catherine.

'Sara……,' Nick started in the voice that knew she wasn't telling the truth. Sara knew he didn't buy what she had told him.

'Can we just drop it Nick?' Nick put his hands up in surrender letting Sara know that the subject was for now indeed dropped. But there was no doubt in Sara's mind that he would bring it up again, probably sooner rather than later. 'Do you mind if we do this another time? It's just I haven't been home long and I need some sleep before shift tonight.'

'Sure.' They both got up from the couch and Sara popped the ice cream back in the fridge before seeing Nick out. Fifteen minutes later she was in bed and she was willing herself to fall asleep. Only one person was going to be filling her dreams, and that's all they were ever going to be-- dreams.

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Catherine was still sitting on her couch with her head in her hands when she heard her front door open. She then heard the pieces of the ornament that she had smashed being walked across. She looked up from her hands to see her Mom standing directly in front of her. She couldn't hide her puffy eyes, especially from her mom who was staying with her till she was able to take Lindsay to school and pick her up. Hopefully, she thought, sooner rather than later. Catherine was exhausted and she had only been awake a few hours.

'Catherine why is the ornament I bought you smashed into little pieces on the floor?' Lily asked as she looked down at her daughter waiting for an explanation.

'Because I got angry and that was the nearest thing to me,' Catherine let out a sigh as she brought her head down to her hands.

'Catherine, what's going on with you?' Lily had now taken a seat next to Catherine and was rubbing her daughter's shoulder. 'Are you still having nightmares about the accident? Is that what it is?' The first few weeks Catherine had found herself reliving it every time she closed her eyes; all she kept thinking was how lucky she had been to have Sara with her. Who knows what might have happened otherwise.

'No, Mom, it's not that.' Catherine looked to the side at her Mom who was frowning, Catherine was getting frustrated and she didn't want company right then.

'Well, then, what is it?' Lily asked determined to get an answer as to what was troubling her daughter.

'Look, Mom, it's nothing, and I'm not trying to be horrible, but it's none of your business anyway.'

'It is my business when I get back to find a shattered ornament and you with puffy eyes. Now what is it?' Lily was not going to let this go.

Catherine stood up as abruptly as she could and grabbed her crutches to lean on.

'FOR FUCKS SAKE, MOM, IT'S NOTHING.' Catherine shouting startled Lily, 'just leave it.' Catherine said in a quieter voice as she left her mom sitting on the couch as she made her way to her bedroom. Later on she would probably feel guilty about talking to her Mom like that but she couldn't deal with it now. She flopped down on the bed with all her clothes still on as she let exhaustion overcome her.

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