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Returning to the Lab Sara made herself scarce, hiding out in one of the quieter labs and finishing up paper work that was overdue. The moment Grissom had returned, Sara had found herself summoned to his office and she had found herself in the unenviable situation of having to try to explain to her emotional inept boss what her little outburst had been about. She had had to think on her feet too, there was no way that she was going to lay the truth on Grissom. 'Well boss I'm totally in love with Catherine and the thought that--- that MAN had hurt her was eating at my guts. Oh yeah and I was more than a little pissed at Cath for picking up someone in a bar. Am I so repulsive she would look everywhere else first, before she ever even glances in my direction?'
After a conversation that Sara was sure she could live her whole life without having to repeat, she was removed from the case and had spent the remainder of that shift and most of the new one avoiding Aaron, Catherine, and Sofia. Just to aid her cause she was working a trick roll at the Palms with Greg.
"Slam dunk." Greg was saying as they packed the evidence in its proper place. Sara mind was wandering though. She couldn't shake the look in Catherine's eyes from the night before. They had been so close and it was as if there was nothing hidden between them anymore, whatever had been there, she was pretty sure that she had never seen it before.
"Sar', I said pretty open and shut case."
"What," Sara shock herself from her daze, turning to Greg. "Yeah hope so, I could use an open and shut case right about now."
"Yeah, tell me about it. Where were you a moment ago?"
"Nowhere, good buddy. I can tell you that much."
"You and Catherine are fighting, again?" Greg asked a little concerned, he had been happy to see Sara and Sofia get together. Although he would have been much happier if she was dating him, he had long ago realised he didn't stand a chance. He had hoped that Sofia might just be what Sara needed to help her move on from Catherine. It seemed that wasn't going to happen.
"Why is it that everything I do have to have something to do with Catherine?" Sara said in frustration and little bit of anger that everyone keep assuming that everything she does, is somehow connected to Catherine.
"Because you love her." Greg answered in a matter of fact tone, like he was just stating something that was universally a fact, proving scientifically.
Sara just dropped her shoulders, why could no one drop this. How the hell can she even attempt to move on when everyone and their mothers felt the need to keep reminding her that her heart was unfortunately in the unknowing hands of Catherine Willows
"Look, we're best friends, right. So I notice these things and plus I'm paid to make observations." Greg smiled.
"Saved by the bell," Sara smiled as her phone went. In a rush to end her conversation with Greg she didn't even bother to check the ID, "Sidle."
"Sara." Catherine's voice was quiet and scared, catching Sara's attention straight away.
"Cath, you ok baby? You sound scared." Sara didn't even notice that the pet name had slipped out.
"I am scared Novak is at my house with my mom and Lindsey. Can you please come over?"
The desperation in Catherine's voice made her sound alien to Sara's ears. Sara was used to bold, loud and normally always needing to be right, Catherine Willows. For her to be scared and calling Sara for help threw Sara for a moment.
"I'm there ASAP. I promise-- just hang tight." Sara said, snapping her phone shut.
"You ok?" Greg asked as Sara turned to leave.
"No." Sara sighed, pausing for a moment. Was she really about to bail out on their scene in the middle of an active case? Sure she was. She'd do that and more for Catherine. She would call Grissom on the way over and explains. "Look, get Brass to send some squad cars to Cath's and I mean now. Oh and get this stuff back I'll see you later." Sara ran to her car, desperate to get to Catherine.
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Catherine snapped her phone shut and frowned. She'd just called Sara in her moment of real need, she had intended to call Warrick for back-up like always, he had never let her down in her moments of need, or judge her, no matter what situation he had to help her get out off. But somehow when her cell was in her hand, Sara's number was the one she pressed and the moment she heard Sara's voice, something inside her tells her it was the right decision and her nerves settle a little knowing that Sara was on her way. And despite how unsettle she was feeling at that moment, she couldn't forget the sound of Sara calling her baby. In another time, she might have taken forever to ponder both of those points and she was sure that some time tonight she probably would, but there was no time now. The only thing that mattered was the fact that Adam Novak was at her house with her baby and he was going to pay for that.
"I see that beauty runs in the family." Catherine was nearly sick at the sound of his voice, as it filtered through her open window.
"No." her mom laughed.
Getting out of the car she slammed the door and unsnapped her gun. He had come to her HOME-- she was going to make sure he realised that he wasn't fucking going to get away with that. She approached the others, taking slow deep breaths to steady herself.
"Mom, Lindsey, go inside the house." Catherine calmly gave her daughter a little nudge toward their home with her hand.
"Believe it or not, Catherine does know how to say, Hello, how are you? Would you like a cup of coffee?" Catherine's mother admonished her daughter, embarrassed that Catherine had forgotten her manners.
"I was talking to your mother about the case we're working on." Novak smiled and Catherine so wanted to shoot him.
"Mom, please just go inside, take Lindsey with you." Catherine told her mom, giving her mom a look before shifting her eyes over to Adam Novak--- god she hoped her mom would get her point and take Lindsey inside.
"I don't, I don't want to." Lindsey looked up at her mom, pouting.
"Lindsey," Catherine warned, trying not to snap at her daughter, the last thing she needed was to have Lindsey upset.
"Are you going to go out again?" Lindsey asked, and disappointedly.
Lindsey felt as if she saw even less of her mom since the change in shifts.
"No. I'm coming in. I want to hear all about your day." Catherine smiled softly at daughter, hopping for an understanding Lindsey at that moment.
Finally getting the message Catherine had been sending them, Lindsey turned towards the house while Catherine's mother bided good-bye to Novak, practicing the good manners that was ingrained in her from childhood.
"It was a pleasure meeting you." Novak told them as they walked to the house and he turned to Catherine.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Catherine demand, fire in her eyes.
"I want to know why you're setting me up, manipulating evidence to make me look guilty-- All because I came on a little too strong."
"I want you out of here." Catherine ignored his questions, seeing no need to play his stupid game.
"I didn't get my signals crossed. You changed the rules in the middle of the game, and now you're screaming foul. That's some power trip, babe. Who's the guilty one here?"
"You want to talk to me, call your lawyer. Set up an appointment down at PD." Catherine tries to keep her temper in check.
"You think I killed her?" Novak demanded, taking a step closer to Catherine.
"Back off." Catherine warned.
"Fuck that! You don't get to play your little games with me, bitch. I'm not one of your past boy toys who'll just slack away when you demand it, especially not after you used your position to play power trip with my damm livelihood and personal life. "Novak spats out as he walked closer to Catherine.
"Back the fuck off!" Catherine warned again, not moving, showing none of the fear she was feeling in the pit her stomach.
"You have no idea who the hell you are dealing with!!!--- There's no way in hell I'm going to just sit back and let you ruin my life. I promise you, I'll make damm sure I destroy you first and you friends over at the lab will finally have a real reason to come after me--- instead of coming after me because I had the misfortune to talk to bitch in heat who sex anything that moves." Novak continued to move towards Catherine, getting to closer her as he spoke. Seeing no fear of him in her eyes, he snapped and raised his hand, like he was going to punch her, needing to see fear in her eyes.
Realizing his intention, Catherine instinct overpowered her fear, she pulled her gun out from her hip, aiming at him and holding steady." I said BACK THE FUCK OFF, ASSHOLE!!" Catherine hissed.
Seeing the stun look on his face, bottling her fear, Catherine decided to give him a few home truths," FYI, you narcissist bastard, I didn't have anything to do with you being question.--- I'd have gladly spent the rest of my life happy if I had never seen your ugly mug again after I left you that night. But unfortunately for me, you're connected to the murder case, and in my line of work, I'm force to deal with the scum of the earth, so you're just one in long line of scum that I've to deal with—so now lets try this again, GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!"
In a screech of rubber Sara pulled up outside Catherine's house, Sara immediately saw Catherine holding Novak at gun point. If the son of the bitch thought he could intimidate Catherine, Sara was glad to have him found out that he was wrong. But still, Sara wasn't above making sure he got the message and make sure he knows that Catherine got back-up. Pulling her weapon, Sara abandoned her car and made her way up towards Catherine and Novak, holding Novak in her sights. Moving slowly she stepped between Catherine and Novak, she turned to face Novak, moving towards him, forcing him to take a few steps back.
"You Bitch!!!" Novak hissed, faced with two women, both with their service weapons trained on him, ready to shot him where he stands.
"You came to my house." Catherine pointed out reasonably, like that was all the explanation needed for him to be face with two guns pointing at his heart. What had he expected turning up at her house with her daughter there? There was no parent Catherine knew that wouldn't kill for their child and she was no exception.
"Big mistake- by the way," Sara smirked as the distant sound of sirens grew louder.
"Why- you going to shoot me." Novak taunted, getting over his fear when he heard the sirens, knowing that sound was his safety net; the reason neither Catherine nor Sara would shot him.
"If I have to," Sara told him coldly, with little a smirk, looking at him straight in the eye, not blinking, daring him to give her a justifiable reason to shot him.
"Kill for her, would you?" Novak said in disbelieve, not really believing anyone could love someone enough to kill for them. 'Kill to protect himself, hell yes, kill to protect someone else, hell no, Novak thought.
"In a heartbeat," Sara confessed without hesitation, there really was nothing she wouldn't do to keep both Catherine and Lindsey safe. Sara felt Catherine's hands grip her from behind holding tight. Any responds from Novak, was cut off as two squad cars pulled up and the cops got out.
"Mr Novak, accompany us to the station please."Brass said in conversation manner with steel behind the words.
"I'm just having a quiet chat with a friend---no need for law enforcements." Novak smile charmingly toward Brass and the cops.
"Mr, Novak, I'm sure you see the lines around my eyes, so you know damm well that I wasn't born yesterday. Now stop playing games and lets go to the station. Get him out of here, boys," Brass told the officers from one of the squad cars.
"Are you ok?" He turned to Catherine. He was surprised to see that she had not moved from her spot behind Sara. Brass was well aware that Catherine was no shrinking violet and knew how to take care of herself so he wondered what would make Catherine turn into a damsel in distress for Sara.
Catherine didn't answer Brass's question, she was too busy tracking Sara's movements as she turned herself around, pulling Catherine into a hug. Catherine fall into Sara's arms in relief and in unending gratitude to whoever was watching over her, that made this little confrontation ends somewhat peacefully because no matter how much Catherine hate Novak at this moment, she didn't want to be the one to do the earth a good deed by taking him out off it.
"Cath, did he touch you?" Sara asked the question that she actually wasn't sure she wanted the answer to. She wondered what it would look like if she suddenly let go of Catherine, rushed down the stairs and started to beat on Novak. Lucky for Sara, Catherine quelled her fears.
"No, thank god you got here, he scared me." Catherine admitted to Sara's chest as they held each other tight. Catherine realised that this was probably the first proper hug she had received from Sara. 'God did it feel good to be in Sara's arms' she thought. Sara's arms felt strong around her, she knew she was safe and secure; nothing would or could hurt her there. This was the place she never wanted to leave. Unfortunately she knew she was going to have to.
"Well you're safe now I'm here ok-- nothing is ever going to happen with me around. I promise." Sara reassured Catherine, while kissing her forehead softly.
"And you never break a promise." Catherine said pulling away to look at Sara. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me ok, wasn't like I could have turned you down." Sara teased a little, trying to light up the dark tone of the moment.
"You both need to make statements." Brass broke the moment.
"We will later." Sara said grabbing Catherine's hand, entwining their fingers she squeezed lightly looking at Catherine. "We need to check on Lindsey first." Sara continued, needing to check on Lindsey for Catherine's sake as well as her own.
"Don't leave it for too long." Brass reminded them.
"We won't." Sara said, letting Catherine enter before her.
Catherine's head was spinning, this was all too much; Novak had come to her house and Sara had been her first thought. When Catherine had seen him there with Lindsey every other thought than keeping Lindsey safe had fled her mind and it was as if she had always know next to her Sara was Lindsey's best hope, she guess that is why her rationally mind intended to call Warrick but her instinct and knowing Sara's deep love for Lindsey led her to call Sara instead of Warrick.
Sara would flip, Catherine had been sure of that fact, if anyone laid a finger on the little girl. From the moment she had seen them together at Lindsey's school play the night Eddie had died, she had know that this was the person to care for her daughter, to be the parental figure Eddie never was. Tonight just went to prove that as Sara's only thought now was to make sure Lindsey was safe before anything else happened. She hated herself in that moment for pushing Sara so far away that she was in someone else's life and not her and her daughter's.
"Sar." Lindsey squealed as they stepped inside the house.
"Linds," Sara said dropping to her knees pulling the little girl into a bear hug.
"I've missed you." Lindsey smiled up at Sara
"I've missed you to, Hon." Sara said softly, ruffling Lindsey's hair.
"Can you stay for a while? Mommy, can she stay?" The little girl asked excitedly, turning hopeful blue eyes towards her mom.
"We need to talk to you first, Linds." Sara said leading her to one of Catherine's over stuffed couch. She always felt so comfortable in Catherine's house. Many nights babysitting for Lindsey meant she knew it well. For Sara the place was more of a home than the apartment she inhabited. Catherine and Lindsey were there, which meant her heart was too, walking in the door just felt like coming home.
"Why?"
Sara hated that word, it seemed to be Lindsey's favourite and half the time Sara found herself without a decent answer.
"We need to talk about the man that was here." Catherine said sitting down on the other side of her daughter. She loved to see Sara interact with Lindsey. Lindsey missed out on some things when Eddie died and Sara gave them back to her.
"What about him?" Lindsey asked scooting to sit on Sara's lap.
"What did he want with you, sweetie?" Catherine asked, tucking some stray hairs behind her daughter's ear. Lindsey wriggled out of her mother's reach, leaning farther into Sara.
"Talk to you Mom," Lindsey told them.
"Did he do anything to you, touch you or scare you?" Sara asked pulling Lindsey tighter to her body, needed the touch of Lindsey's small little body to let her know everything was okay, that Lindsey was safe and in her arms, where no one can hurt her. She was the second most important woman in her world, next to Catherine; if anyone ever hurt her she would kill them with her bare hands.
"No he just talked, said I was pretty like Mommy."
"Dam straight," Sara said tickling her.
"Sara said a swear word." Lindsey panted once she had stopped laughing.
"Yeah she did." Catherine smiled holding out her hand. "You know my house rules."
"Huh." Sara huffed, these two really were making a fortune out of her and Sara still wasn't sure damm should count as a swear word. Nevertheless though, Sara reached down into her pocket pulling out a dime and placing it in Catherine's hand.
"There," Sara said as she hands over the money, "Although since it's most of my money in there, I think I should get a say on what it get's spent on." Sara pouted.
Catherine realised that there was no way she could deny Sara anything when she pouted like that. God she hoped Sara never found out, or Catherine realised she would find herself at the younger woman's mercy. 'Although,' she thought to herself. 'That thought wasn't all that displeasing.'
"What would that be then?" Catherine asked trying to dispel the thought of writhing under Sara's very skilful hands from head to toes. 'Wow was it her or had it just got hot in there.'
"I don't know, maybe ice-cream with my two favourite ladies some time." Sara answered and smiled when Lindsey let out a happy "woohoo" at the word ice-cream.
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Sara stood in the door way to the Break-room watching a rare sight. All the night crew members, former and current were together, hanging out. Most were taking a few moments to check on Catherine after the events of that night. It really hadn't taken long for the news of what had happened, to filter throughout the lab; she had an image of Greg not even remembering to take the car back, just running back to the lab so he could be the first with the new gossip. Sometimes she looked at him and still saw the goofy lab tech she had first met and loved.
Sara got lost in thought watching Catherine, her Catherine. She missed these moments; moments where she could just watch the older woman like this. Something that night had given Sara the confidence not to worry about Catherine catching her. Catherine was tired, her hair was a mess, her clothes were now creased from all that hugging, and her make-up had disappeared, she looked perfect to Sara though, more beautiful than ever. The very real thought that at any point she could lose Catherine forever and she would never know that when Sara was shouting 'I hate you', her heart was screamed 'I love you'.
Part of their conversation caught her ears.
"So Swings all but done. You want to go eat?" Nick was asking Catherine. Catherine who for the second time that night totally blocked out some one in order to take note of Sara, Nick followed her gaze and shook his head. "Did your mom never teach you not to listen in doorways?"
Sara didn't answer she just exchanged glances with Aaron, a look of pain crossing her eyes. A look that Catherine picked up on, 'She looks so sad.'
"Nick, you can be a real ass." Catherine shot walking over to Sara. "You're done with Brass?" She asked, stopping with just millimetres between them. She could smell her shampoo, shower gel and the coffee on her breath. The heat from her body seemed to be breathing life into her, so much, so that the hairs on the back of her neck were standing up.
"Yeah, just gave my statement. Griss wants me to take the rest of the shift off so can I give you a ride."
Aaron's spluttering over his coffee made her realise that she possibly could have phrased that better. "Home-- a ride home." Sara corrected blushing.
"I Guessed that." Catherine pouted, teasing.
"This way I can make sure you get home safe and sound." Sara reasoned.
"Gonna want to check my closet?" Catherine asked with a sexy smile.
'Wow-- air just got hard to take in"
"And under your bed," Sara whispered in her ear, sending tingles down Catherine's spine. Her lips were almost touching her ear, it would have been so easy for her to just snake her tongue out and taste that perfect looking pale skin.
"Sara," Sofia brought both of them crashing back to earth.
'No, not now, me and Catherine = perfect moment. Butt. Out.'
"Yeah," Sara sighed guiltily, turning to her girlfriend, taking a step back from Catherine, Immediately feeling the lost of her body heat.
"Want to do something after my shift?" Sofia asked trying not to notice just how close Sara was standing to Catherine.
What the hell had she been thinking, Sara chastised herself. All night she had been lost in her own little Catherine haze, she hadn't given a second thought to Sofia. It was official; she was the worst girlfriend ever. Even in that moment she was still wondering what Catherine was thinking; she selfishly and guiltily was hoping that Catherine was jealous.
"Cool, I'd like that." She lied, wishing she could just crawl away and take some time to work all this out. It was hard to concentrate on Sofia when Catherine was looking at her with that soft look on her face. She never wanted to be that unfair to Sofia and there was the very real possibility that once the adrenaline of the day wore off, then Catherine would be back to hating her.
'AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH' she shouted in her head, "Your chariot awaits, my lady." She said to Catherine as she bowed to her, Catherine smiled at her silly action and walked out off the room, looking back to make sure Sara was following her. Sara walked behind Catherine, hating and loving that she was following her heart out off the room, taking a second to look back and wave good-bye to Sofa, Sara wished that she could give her heart to Sofia instead, where it would be safe and uncomplicated.
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