Sara smiled a bit. Was she still allowed not to answer questions after Sofia asked her very personal and intimate questions.
"Sorry, you don't have to answer that. I tell you, I'm frustrated. No wonder nobody wants me." Sofia buried her face in her hands. She was a sorry excuse for a head of security. Not to mention a disgrace for all mothers. She should care about her son and not about her sex life. Josh was more important, that he was happy, had everything he needed, and not that she got laid daily, weekly or monthly.
Sara got up, sat next to Sofia, got her arm around the blonde and pulled her in. "I don't think it's wrong not to sleep around. You have Josh as your highest priority, that's what it should be. After that comes the job, very important to keep your son and yourself alive. You're responsible for two lives, Sofia, you do everything right. You miss to have a partner, you miss to have sex, both normal, it's not like you try to avoid a relationship or sex. And I think the man, who will be lucky enough to be chosen by you, can call himself the luckiest man on this planet."
"You just say that because you're my friend."
"Who said I'm your friend? I can't recall that I ever called you a friend." Sara teased softly. Yes, she was Sofia's friend. It was a little bit strange sometimes. How fast they had become friends, how much she enjoyed to be with Sofia, that she even the blonde sometimes and thought of calling her, but didn't do it because it was ridiculous. It was, wasn't it?
"You spend more time with me than with anybody else, Sara. You like me." Sofia laid her head on Sara's shoulder and tried to hide the single tear, that was running down her cheek.
"Maybe. And to answer your question: a couple of weeks ago."
"Huh?"
"The last time I had sex."
"Oh, you didn't have to…"
"I know. I think it's something I can tell my friend. Especially after she saved me the day after it."
"What? What do you…when you were in the desert…?"
"I had an interesting weekend in Los Angeles and I did more than enjoy my surfboard."
"You got yourself a cute surfer? One with long blonde hair, a six pack, this surfer smile and a pick-up he used to get you up on a mountain to see the moon light over the ocean while you had sex?"
"You're awful romantic, Sofia."
"Sometimes. No moon light?"
"Let's say you were right about the hair, the rest was wrong."
"He didn't take you to a romantic spot? Maybe I live in a movie."
"She took me to a motel, not very romantic, no. But it wasn't supposed to be romantic, it was nothing more than some fun for one night. If I look for romance, I look for a relationship. In Las Vegas and not Los Angeles, I don't like long distance relationships. They don't work out."
"They are stressful. The thing is, you don't have many changes to fight because you don't see each other."
"If the only for not fighting in my relationship is because we're not in the same town, it's about time to end the relationship."
"True." Sofia was quiet for a few seconds. "She?" Slowly she realized, Sara had said, 'she' took her to a motel. Not he.
"Yes."
"But you…Grissom…"
"Yes, usually I have relationships with men. But sometimes I need a little change. It's like you don't eat the same thing every day. If you want to keep this example, men are the main course, women are the dessert. Or the forbidden sweets."
"In that case I'm on a diet for over three years. A no food at all diet."
"Not healthy."
"Not funny either. I would have never picked you as…I thought you're simple straight."
"Have I been simple in any kind of way?" Sara smirked.
"No." Sofia snorted with laughter. No, Sara had been a lot of things, simple wasn't one of them.
"That wasn't nice of you, Sofia. Honest but not nice." Sara pushed Sofia softly out of her arm and went back to her old place.
"So a sexy blonde, eh?" Sofia grinned.
"Don't grin like that, you're not sexy. And you're not a real blonde."
"It's a shame I don't have a weapon with me, this would be the perfect moment to shoot you, bloody bitch."
"If I ever feel like having an annoying smug dyed brunette I'll ask you."
"I can't be that desperate."
"You are already desperate."
"Not that desperate. Before I give in to you I'll jump the next guy on the corner. I'm sure he has more charm than you have."
"Now, aren't we lovely friends?" Sara chuckled.
"Yes, we are." Sofia took Sara's hands. "Thanks for cheering me up a bit, I'll stop whining and complaining now."
"I can make you complain again."
"How and why?"
"You owe me something."
"Yes, the dinner, old cheater. Where do you want to have dinner? Here? I won't complain then."
"No, I want to have dinner with you and Josh at the Catal Restaurant."
"Catal Restaurant?" Sofia furrowed her brows. She had never heard about that place before. It had to be very new or very small. "Where's that?"
"Anaheim."
"Anaheim? Like Los Angeles Anaheim?" Was there an Anaheim around Las Vegas? Or was Sara really talking about the Anaheim two hundred twenty miles away?
"Yes."
"Sara, there are I don't know how many restaurants in Las Vegas, over a hundred, why do you want to have dinner in Anaheim?"
"Because I like the view."
"What the view possible give you that you don't have here? Anaheim isn't at the ocean the last time I checked."
"A lot of animals."
"Animals? You're a vegetarian, so you must be talking about animals, that are alive. Is it a farm?"
"No."
"What special animals do they have?"
"Mice, ducks, dogs, chipmunks." Sara couldn't be serious. She wanted to go all the way to Anaheim to see farm animals? She could have that in Vegas too.
"You get them everywhere."
"Elephants, lions, bears."
"Is it a zoo?"
"No."
"Sara, what is special to this restaurant? Or these animals?"
"You want to tell me, you don't see anything special in Mickey, Donald, Pluto, Goofy, Dumbo, Bambi and all the others?"
"You want to go to Disney Land?"
"Yes." Sara grinned.
"Why?"
"Because Josh and me would enjoy it and you have no other choice, you lost the bet."
"I can't believe this." Sofia shook her head in disbelieve. Sara wanted them to drive for four hours to have dinner in Disney Land? Not to mention the price to get into the park because they couldn't just go to the restaurant, eat something and leave again. What was wrong with Sara? That didn't sound like the Sara she had met a few years ago. That sounded like a completely different Sara.
"Even if we leave here early in the morning, get to Anaheim, go into the park and have something to eat there, there's no relation to the prize we have to pay."
"You pay the food, that was part of the bet. But you're right, it's not worth to go there for a day."
"I'm glad you start to think again."
"There's no point in going to Anaheim for one day."
"That were my words."
"We need to go there for a week or so."
"What?" Something had to be wrong with her ears. Sofia understood, Sara wanted to go there for a week. With her and Josh. Like having holidays together. No, not like. That were holidays together.
"Now you're scared."
"I'm not scared, I need…I think I need to visit an ear specialist. I understood – you'll laugh about that – that you want to spend a week with Josh and me in Los Angeles."
"I said that."
Sofia had to realize Sara was serious.
"Why? I mean, I feel honored in some kind of way I can't explain right now, but why?"
"Sofia, all you need to say is that you don't want to go and it's alright. I won't be mad, I'll choose another restaurant – a very expensive one to make you pay."
"I didn't say I don't want, I wonder why you want to spend a week with me? And Josh."
"Didn't we find out a few minutes ago we're friends – even if we both can't quite believe it?"
"Yes." Sofia had to laugh. That was a good description. "You know Josh will love you if he can go to Disney Land because you want us to be there."
"Tell him it was your idea, gives you some points the next time you'll tell him he can't do what he wants to do."
"No, it's your idea, you'll get all the love for it."
"Okay. And for the sake of Josh's mother we can limit our time in Disney Land and go anywhere else."
"I don't mind Disney Land – but a whole week could be too much. I can remember a Sara Sidle, who didn't like to be crowded all the time."
"She's still there. What else would you like to see?"
"The ocean. And Hollywood of course. Stalking stars."
"When was the last time you were in Hollywood?"
"Uhm…twenty years ago. Why?"
"You can walk a yard on the Hollywood Boulevard without that anybody asks you for a dollar or some change. A really annoying place. Can we settle for a room somewhere off the Boulevard? In a quiet area? Not crowded with tourists."
"Yes."
"Prefect. That means, there are only two things left to do."
"What?"
"First of all you need to tell Josh about this trip."
"You'll tell him, it was your idea. I want you to see his happy eyes when he hears, he'll meet Pluto."
"Alright."
"What is second."
"We need to find a week we both have off. Any week you fancy?"
"A week Bubbles isn't in Las Vegas." Sofia took her cell phone out of her pocket and checked the calendar. "In three weeks. He'll be back in two weeks, stays a few days and leaves then back to France. Be prepared that you'll get invited to dinner again."
"Why?" Sara made a grimace.
"He likes to know my friends – especially of they want to take me to a trip to Los Angeles."
"If you think you can make me take back my request and let you off the hook, you're seriously wrong. You can call me and invite me to dinner and I'll let you know, I can't go anywhere without my boyfriend Greg. He's very jealous."
"You want him to be around?"
"He'd enjoy the dinner."
"Alright, how is that: I'll invite you and him to dinner and ask Bubbles and Gaelle if they want to join us too."
"What is the price for that?"
"Why do you think there's a price?"
"You're too nice."
"Friends are nice to each other. See it as a little thanks you for making my son very happy. I'm sure you suggested Disney Land because of him. That was why you said, I need to take him with us when I lose. You planed that."
"You have no evidence to support that and I won't comment that."
"No need for a comment, I know it." Sofia smiled. Alright, she would go on holidays with Sara. Wasn't that crazy? It sounded not real.