Title: Keeping Secrets

Rating: PG

Pairing: Sara/Warrick

Spoilers: The Accused is Entitled post-ep

Notes: Written for the LiveJournal CSReports Virtual Rewind Challenge - I picked "Secrets" ()

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She can't sleep, and she doesn't know if it's because she never needs much sleep, or if it's because her conscience is keeping her awake.

She knows that she shouldn't feel guilty, because he's told her as much. That it wasn't her fault that Wescott asked him about his gambling on the stand, that if she hadn't investigated him, it would have been someone else, and the findings would have been the same.

But she did investigate him, spill his secret, and she does feel guilty.

Guilty, and a little bit embarrassed.

Because she'd had to sit in the witness stand, look at him, and have her secrets laid bare. He'd seen her listen to Wescott imply that she abused her relationship with Hank, that he moved evidence on her say so. Heard Wescott imply things about her relationship with Grissom, about how she would do anything to please him. Though Wescott hadn't come out and said as much, she'd felt as if she was being called a whore, and while she thought she'd kept her composure, she was sure that he'd be able to see it in her eyes.

Worst of all though, were that those really were her secrets; Wescott wasn't lying. She does date Hank, but it's nothing serious. And she did have a crush on Grissom, once upon a time, but she's over it now, or she likes to think she is.

She just didn't want to the world to know it.

She jumps when someone comes up behind her, when two hands are placed on her hips, when a pair of lips find their way to her neck. "Come back to bed," he says, his voice low, sending shivers up her spine.

"I can't sleep," she replies, and she feels him smile against her neck.

"Fine by me," he says, and a twist of her head lets her see his green eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm sure we can find something else to do…"

His voice trails off suggestively, and she turns in his arms, laying her hands on his chest. "And what would that be?" she asks, a smile creeping across her face, and she doesn't resist in the slightest when instead of telling her, he decides to show her, pressing his lips to hers.

In the fleeting seconds before he drives all thought from her mind, she realises that she's not feeling guilty any more, or embarrassed.

She's feeling grateful.

Because while Wescott might have thought she'd told all their secrets, she didn't know about this, didn't get to make insinuations about a woman who dates one man, has a crush on another, and sleeps with a third. She didn't get to make them defend themselves, didn't get to make it sound tacky and sordid.

Because it's none of those things.

It's just a secret, their secret, and they're going to keep it.