"Sofia dropped the charges against you," she said as she stood outside Sara's cell.
"What are you doing here? Grissom said you went out of town to take care of an emergency," Sara questioned.
"No, I never went out of town. I simply said I needed some time to take care of a family emergency. And I did. We can discuss that later. Right now, let's get your out of here."
"Catherine, why are you here?"
"I'll explain on the way to my house," Catherine said as she placed an arm around Sara's shoulder and guided her out of the jail. "My god, don't they let you shower down here?"
"Very funny."
They drove to Catherine's house in silence. "Lindsey is with my mother for the next three days. So, it'll just be me and you."
"Whoa, Catherine. I don't know what you have in mind—"
"Sara, do us both a favor and shut up. If you'd just shut up sometimes, you'd be a lot better off, you know that?"
"What?"
"You heard me. You run your mouth and jump to conclusions without thinking things through. Not only that, you fly off the handle and punched Sofia. What the hell were you thinking when you did that?"
"What was I thinking? I was thinking that Sofia had touched you. I was thinking that Sofia has kissed places on your body that I would never get to kiss. I was thinking that she had…"
"Shhhh. Sara, you can't think about that. I talked with Sofia. Well, She didn't talk much—thanks to that punch you landed. She says we didn't do anything. According to her, I had one hell of a sex dream, but that she never laid a hand on me."
"I know, she told me as she was putting me in the back of the squad car that she never fucked you. I've fucked up really bad, haven't I, Cath?"
"Yes and no. You landed yourself a suspension from the lab. If Sofia hadn't dropped the charges, you'd have lost your job. By the way, you have Wendy to thank for that."
"And what about us?" Sara asked sheepishly.
"Well, I don't know where we stand just yet. How about you go and take a shower while I fix us something to eat? We have the next three days to figure all of this out."
"Cath, I don't have any clothes here to wear."
"Oh, yes you do. I went by your place on my way to the jail and picked up some clothes for you. They're in the bag by the door that I brought in when we got home."
"Thanks, Cath," Sara said as she walked down the hall towards the spare bathroom.
"Sar, use my bathroom. I have no idea when Lindsey last cleaned hers."