"I had no idea you're a doctor." Sofia leant on the door frame to Jules's office and watched the other woman working on her desk. Mia left the club a few minutes ago because she had some work to do at home the next day and didn't want to stay up all night. Felix left two hours ago, as he had to work today in his grandparent's shop.
"Want an examination?"
"Of my mind? No, I don't want you in my head, shrink."
"I'm not a shrink." Jules smiled and pushed back from her desk to get up. "I'm a psychologist and psychotherapist. There's a difference. I assume your colleague told you about my other job."
"Yes. She was shocked to see you here."
"I saw that. Happens sometimes when patients see me outside work. Especially in a place like this they don't expect me. I never greet them first, never say why we know each other and never talk about why they were with me." The tall brunette sat on the edge of her desk.
"Mia told me you're damn good, never said why she was with you and it's none of my business and not important. She's a great cop and most cops saw a therapist once or twice. I did the same in Vegas during a tough time. Can't see anything bad or wrong about it."
"There isn't anything wrong about it."
"No. Doctor Weinberg." Sofia grinned. "How can a crazy lunatic like you becomes a doctor of psychology? Are you your best patient?"
"No, I don't treat myself, I've got a colleague, who does that and what I do here has nothing to do with my job. I'm sure you act different when you're at home than in the department. We all need to be able to live different lifestyles. Being a therapist is a wonderful job, you get to know a lot of people, you're able to help most of them, watch how they turn their mostly not very happy life into something new, into a happier life, they create themselves with a little bit of your help. A very responsible job. The nightclub is fun, I can see how people enjoy themselves, most of them forget all their problems when they come here to celebrate. There are a few dramas, like breaking up and finding out your partner cheats on you, but all in all it's a place to be happy. I wanted more happiness in my life and when I met Sara, who looked for the same, we decided, we get all the happiness we want."
"You both look happy with what you do."
"We are. This job makes us happy and what's more important, we're in inner peace with ourselves. It's not a secret to you that - especially Sara - wasn't the happiest person in the world before."
"No." Sofia shook her head. "She was…restless. Like she was looking for something the whole time, something she couldn't find and had no real clue about, what it looked like, where to look for. When she was with Grissom it seemed for a while like she found what she was looking for, then she got abducted and everything was back to bad."
"You can pretend you're happy, have everything you need, but it doesn't work for a long time when it's a lie. Your inner peace doesn't believe the lies you offer. What about your inner peace, Sofia? How much in peace are you with yourself? Do you know what you want and do have all the things, you want? Or are there things you desire?"
"I guess there're always things you desire. Whenever you reach a goal, you set a new one. It might be nice to enjoy your goals for a short while, but you need something to work for, otherwise life becomes boring and you stop fighting for what's important to you."
"True words. What do you desire at the moment? Beside Sara?"
"Why do you think I desire Sara?" Sofia furrowed her brows.
"Her friendship. You worked hard on becoming her friend, she was everything but easy to handle in the beginning, you didn't let her scare you away. You want her to be your friend. Why is that? Is it the common past or is there more?"
"You're the shrink, you tell me."
"No, you have to tell yourself, I don't get into your head and I can't read your mind." Jules smiled.
"Why did Sara let us become friends? In Vegas it was more a fight than a friendship?"
"Didn't you answer this question yourself earlier?" The brunette cocked her head in amusement.
"She found her inner peace and isn't such a bitch anymore."
"Interesting description but it fits. She likes you, Sofia. It's Sara, she won't tell you with words, but you'll feel and see it when you use something else than your ears."
"She hugged me and kept me in her arms for a while when she came down to say hello. We spent a lot of time together the last days, she wouldn't do it if she doesn't like me."
"Like you wouldn't do it if you don't like her." Jules smiled.
"Whatever you say, you're the shrink. I go and have a look what the two bitches are doing, the nice one and the one at the desk."
"They're both nice."
"Kind of." Sofia cocked her head. "Are you and Sara really just friends? Because sometimes it looks like a lot more. She sleeps in your bed, you kiss, are a lot in each other's arms. Most people, who act the way you two do, are very much in love."
"We are in love, we love each other, but the in the way you love your partner. No Sofia, we're not a couple, never have and never will. Sara is all yours."
"You mean, she's all Keiths?"
"Not anymore."
"Huh? Since when?"
"Ask her, maybe she tells you."
"Okay, I smell gossip. See you later, doc."
"Sofia?"
"Yes?"
"You're not a scientist anymore, you can trust your guts."
"How do you mean that?"
"When it's time, you'll know."
"I hate it when people talk in riddles." The blonde grumbled and closed the door behind herself. When it's time, you'll know. What was she supposed to do with this advice?
A little bit after three Sofia was home with Jules and Sara. Querida opened the glass door to the garden for herself and went outside to play with a toy.
"So much energy, amazing." Jules yawned. "I'm off to bed, tomorrow will be a long day. I've to start at four with the first patient and need to be in the office around three. No time to hang around with the two of you."
"We won't stay up much longer. A few minutes to give Querida the chance to play before we call it a night. Sleep tight." Sara kissed Jules. "Wake me up for lunch, will you?"
"Most times you're awake before I am."
"True."
"Nobody needs this little amount of sleep you do. Good night, Sofia. Do you want to have lunch with us?"
"Yes. Where is your office, Jules?"
"Find it out yourself, you're the cop."
"You're the detective, go detect." Sara grinned and got an evil look from the blonde.
"I will. Sleep tight."
"I will." She kissed Sofia on her cheek.
"Mhm, Sara gets the first class kiss and I get a crappy excuse, like a second grade person."
Jules raised her eyebrows, looked at the blonde, before she grabbed her collar, pulled her into her arms and kissed her long and hard straight on the lips, which made Sofia lose her balance and Jules had to catch her.
"Satisfied?" The brunette asked after a few seconds.
"Uhm…yes…I didn't mean to…"
"Then don't complain. Nice lips, by the way. I'm gonna dream of them now. Nite, nite, chicks."
Sofia starred after Jules walking up the stairs, confused and a little bit…messed up. It was meant to be a joke and not a complaint.
"Are you still with me or did she kiss you into another universe?" Sara chuckled.
"Uhm…no…I'm…it wasn't meant the way she understood it…"
"Oh, it was and you got exactly what you asked for. Careful with your wishes, they might come true, Sofia."
"This place is crazy."
"We adjust to our guests. Querida, come back in, time to go to bed."
"Shall I prepare the couch for me?"
"Couch or my bed."
"Your bed is much more comfortable than the couch." Sofia smiled.
"Even when I'm in there? And be careful what you say."
"Why?"
"Because the last time you made a comment to mock somebody, you got a kiss that blew you off your feet."
"I feel confident you won't do the same. And yes, I don't mind when you're in your bed as long as you don't kick or slap me. According to Jules, I don't have to fear Keith…what is the story about this? I forgot to ask earlier."
"He's in love."
"Who is his girlfriend? I didn't see anybody."
"Because he's still working on it, but it wouldn't impress her to hear, he sleeps with me whenever we feel like it. Our relationship was for the time we were both single and not interested in a real relationship. This changed, he wants this woman and for her, we stopped sleeping with each other. Hopefully he gets her."
"Probably it's not a good idea to go to her and say: hey, I stopping sleeping with my friend because I've a crush on you. Are you impressed?" Sofia laughed and walked upstairs. Querida was in front of her and went straight into Sara's bedroom.
"No, she wouldn't be impressed. Help yourself to whatever you need for tonight, your toothbrush is where you left is."
"Thanks." Sofia had her own toothbrush here. The only thing she had to borrow all the time were clothes. Maybe she should leave some clothes here as well. It looked like she was here more often, than she thought she would.
Using the comfort of two bathroom, nobody had to wait and could get ready for bed. Sara left her door open a little bit so Querida could walk out when she felt like it and didn't have to open the door herself. Her dog lay on the end of the bed, looking at her with one open eye when she came into the room. Sofia sat already on the right side of the bed.
"Are you a right or left side sleeper?"
"In the middle."
"Then it will get cozy there."
"Stay on the side you are and we won't have problems."
"Okay."
Sara slipped into the bed and turned off the lights. "Finally in bed. It's always my favorite time of the day. Everything is done, nothing to worry anymore, only time to relax and sleep."
"Yeah, unfortunately the time to relax flies by."
"How is it to work days again?"
"Good. I prefer to sleep at night."
"Really? Why are you every night awake when you have a day off?"
"Your club isn't open in the afternoon."
"It's a nightclub."
"True. What were the news you had for me? The good news."
"Oh yes, the good news. I made a phone call today and guess who'll be here in two weeks?"
"Greggo!" Sofia cheered. Sara really called him and invited him to stay with her in Los Angeles? That was great.
"Yes. He was over the moon…and when he sees you, he'll be even happier. I didn't tell him you're here too."
"He knows I'm in L.A., but he has no idea we met."
"Surprise."
"Yeah. Is it okay for you to have him here? Your past?"
"He's a good part of my past, it was stupid to keep him out."
"It was. I'm glad you changed your mind."
"So am I." Sara closed her eyes. "Sleep tight, I'm too tired to continue talking."
"Okay. Sleep tight too. Dream of Greg. And me."
"No nightmares, please." The brunette chuckled and prepared herself for the slap, she got a second later. She knew it would come, Sofia was easy to read. Like an open book.