Catherine
She looks crushed, her eyes reflect hurt, still her posture clearly spells defense.
Thank you very much, Mr. Brown. Why the hell did I even listen to you? Now, look where that got me.
I'm tempted to apologize again but I think that would be in vain. I told her I am sorry, now it's up to Sara. If I keep pressuring her she will just thicken those damn walls around her. I think it's best to leave her alone and give her time to think.
Although, what would that change? She seems to have made up her mind.
My pageer cuts through the silence, alerting me that Hodges found something on the fibers I brought him.
"That's trace." I mutter by way of explanation, already walking out of the lab.
I let our conversation replay in my mind. She can be so damn stubborn sometimes. No, scratch that, she's stubborn all of the time. Here I'm making an effort to solve things between us and she accuses me of playing games with her. As if we were in friggin' High School. That woman sure is paranoid.
I sigh when I realize I almost walked right past the trace lab being so lost in thought. This has to stop, I need to focus back on work.
As suspected, Hodges confirms the match on the fibers. This is great, now all that's left to do for me is call up Brass to have him find that guy and haul him in for a confession. And of course the paperwork.
I groan at the thought of that. At least I'll be able to do it by myself and on the next case I'll have Grissom assign Sara to someone else. That way I will hopefully get a break from constantly having to deal with Ms Attitude. I'll just go and tell her the good news.
Making my way back I bump into none other than Warrick who eyes me with a raised brow when I throw him a death glare.
"Something wrong?" He asks seemingly oblivious to what his little talk earlier has gotten me into.
"Yes." I growl before pulling him into an empty layout room by his sleeve.
"And that's your fault. Why the hell did you have to put those ideas in my head?"
I realize while the words leave my mouth that I'm being irrational and that nobody but me is responsible for my actions but right now I need to let off some steam.
"Cath, would you tell me what's going on?"
How can he be so calm? It's beyond frustrating that I can't seem to fight with this man, he never even falters or raises his voice to me.
"You told me to try again with her, I asked her out and she told me to leave her alone."
"Well, what did you expect her to do? Fall into your arms as if nothing ever happened?"
I huff in disbelief. Who's side is he standing on?
"She could at least have given me a chance to fix this. All I've been asking for was a talk. She didn't even let me apologize to her!"
"Yeah, I bet you were all sweet and understanding with her."
I can't believe this. Did he really just say that? How come that everybody seems to think I'm the royal bitch around here?
I do have feelings too.
Not knowing what to say I merely shake my head and turn to the door. Some great friends I have.
"Catherine," Warrick's hand pulls on my arm, keeping me from leaving.
"I didn't mean it like that," he tells me with nothing but honesty in his eyes, "I know you're not out to intentionally hurt anyone but you tend to talk and act before you think sometimes. You make up your mind and you don't think twice about the consequences."
He looks at me intently. I don't know what to say to him, I might not like what I hear but he's is right. I did barge in there without second thought, and I didn't really consider how Sara might be feeling. I just expected her to accept my words.
"Give her some time." Warrick suggests and it's all I can do to nod. He pats my shoulder once more before he leaves the room.
I take a deep breath, needing to calm down and straighten my thoughts.
He is right, to a certain extend. I will have to give Sara some space for now, even though I doubt it will change anything. After all, space is what I've been giving her the past couple of weeks, but I'm determined not to give in.
Even if it takes more time and effort, she will hear me out. She won't just get rid of me like this. I'm going to give it another try, no matter what.
Watch out Sidle, I'm pulling out the big guns if I have to.
