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Author's note: Thought I would try my hand at exploring the relationship between the two female CSIs. Not slash. Read to find out!
'Come on, that's not what I meant and you know it!' 'Then, pray tell me what you meant Ms. Sidle'
'What's going on in there?' Greg asked Nick and Warrick, who were hesitating outside the break room. 'Well, it seems that Sara and Cath are having a rather heated discussion.' Nick answered diplomatically. 'Hmph, sounds more like an argument to me.' Warrick snorted. 'I think that this has been in the cards for a long time, ever since Sara and Catherine got off on the wrong foot when Sara first came. Remember?' 'Yeah. I hope they emerge from this as friends, or else.'
'Catherine, I didn't mean that all strippers were scumbags, I meant the guys who ran those seedy establishments we went to.' 'Yeah, but that doesn't mean that girls like me who stripped rank high in your estimation, do they? We may not be scumbags, but we are not exactly the salt of the earth either, right? Besides, you have never liked me have you?'
'Come on, give me a break here. I respect you. You are a great woman you know that? You put food on the table, you raised your kid, got a good degree and look at you now, one of the best CSIs that I know besides Grissom. And who am I to judge you by your choices anyway?' Sara yelled before storming out of the break room.
Sara's passionate outburst stopped Catherine in her tracks. She never knew that the younger CSI felt like that. All the while, she thought that the younger woman was skeptical of her abilities and scorned her former profession. Ever since Sara became a member of the team, Catherine had had mixed feelings towards her. She acknowledged that Sara was a dedicated and talented CSI, but somehow they had never gotten along like pals. Colleagues that tolerated each other and worked well together, but that was it. They didn't tease and joke around with each other or asked after each other unlike what they did with the guys.
Furthermore, Catherine had observed that Sara seemed to carry a torch for Grissom, although the elder CSI did not seem to notice. She knew that her best friend looked upon Sara as a surrogate daughter but had no romantic inclinations towards her. Catherine did not know why, but the knowledge that Sara had feelings for Grissom did not sit well with her.
That same knowledge had played its part as a stumbling block when Catherine tried to get along with the younger CSI. As such, she kept her distance and stopped trying to become friends in the truest sense of the word, content with being a disinterested colleague.
On the other hand, Sara was thinking about their relationship throughout the years as well. When she had first arrived, Sara had not expected to meet such a stunning woman with a vibrant personality. She had been expecting a stern, no-nonsense woman like the supervisor back in San Francisco.
After getting to know her, Sara was amazed at what the other woman had been through. A former stripper, yet somehow managed to get a good degree, survived an abusive marriage and raised a daughter while rising in the ranks as a CSI. This was a woman who, in the face of adversity, had emerged victorious. And Sara was full of respect and admiration for this woman.
Sara admitted that she was also jealous of the flair Catherine had with interpersonal relationships. The blonde had no difficulties in making friends or getting along with people, from the mayor down to the homeless or the handicapped. Unlike Sara, who had difficulties allowing people into her own private world.
The fact that the elder CSI was a stunningly beautiful woman did not help matters any. Although not exactly plain or ugly herself, Sara had always wished that she was as beautiful or as confident of her looks as Catherine.
Author's note: Thought I would try my hand at exploring the relationship between the two female CSIs. Not slash. Read to find out!
'Come on, that's not what I meant and you know it!' 'Then, pray tell me what you meant Ms. Sidle'
'What's going on in there?' Greg asked Nick and Warrick, who were hesitating outside the break room. 'Well, it seems that Sara and Cath are having a rather heated discussion.' Nick answered diplomatically. 'Hmph, sounds more like an argument to me.' Warrick snorted. 'I think that this has been in the cards for a long time, ever since Sara and Catherine got off on the wrong foot when Sara first came. Remember?' 'Yeah. I hope they emerge from this as friends, or else.'
'Catherine, I didn't mean that all strippers were scumbags, I meant the guys who ran those seedy establishments we went to.' 'Yeah, but that doesn't mean that girls like me who stripped rank high in your estimation, do they? We may not be scumbags, but we are not exactly the salt of the earth either, right? Besides, you have never liked me have you?'
'Come on, give me a break here. I respect you. You are a great woman you know that? You put food on the table, you raised your kid, got a good degree and look at you now, one of the best CSIs that I know besides Grissom. And who am I to judge you by your choices anyway?' Sara yelled before storming out of the break room.
Sara's passionate outburst stopped Catherine in her tracks. She never knew that the younger CSI felt like that. All the while, she thought that the younger woman was skeptical of her abilities and scorned her former profession. Ever since Sara became a member of the team, Catherine had had mixed feelings towards her. She acknowledged that Sara was a dedicated and talented CSI, but somehow they had never gotten along like pals. Colleagues that tolerated each other and worked well together, but that was it. They didn't tease and joke around with each other or asked after each other unlike what they did with the guys.
Furthermore, Catherine had observed that Sara seemed to carry a torch for Grissom, although the elder CSI did not seem to notice. She knew that her best friend looked upon Sara as a surrogate daughter but had no romantic inclinations towards her. Catherine did not know why, but the knowledge that Sara had feelings for Grissom did not sit well with her.
That same knowledge had played its part as a stumbling block when Catherine tried to get along with the younger CSI. As such, she kept her distance and stopped trying to become friends in the truest sense of the word, content with being a disinterested colleague.
On the other hand, Sara was thinking about their relationship throughout the years as well. When she had first arrived, Sara had not expected to meet such a stunning woman with a vibrant personality. She had been expecting a stern, no-nonsense woman like the supervisor back in San Francisco.
After getting to know her, Sara was amazed at what the other woman had been through. A former stripper, yet somehow managed to get a good degree, survived an abusive marriage and raised a daughter while rising in the ranks as a CSI. This was a woman who, in the face of adversity, had emerged victorious. And Sara was full of respect and admiration for this woman.
Sara admitted that she was also jealous of the flair Catherine had with interpersonal relationships. The blonde had no difficulties in making friends or getting along with people, from the mayor down to the homeless or the handicapped. Unlike Sara, who had difficulties allowing people into her own private world.
The fact that the elder CSI was a stunningly beautiful woman did not help matters any. Although not exactly plain or ugly herself, Sara had always wished that she was as beautiful or as confident of her looks as Catherine.