Chapter Two:
"Sara hold up, where are we going ?" An exasperated Catherine cried out as she pulled Sara to a sudden stop.
"To get rid off the evidence." Sara whispered harshly, looking around nervously for any possible witnesses.
"Ahhh I ahhh mean to give poor little Lily a funeral." She quickly added, when she realised just how cold hearted she must seem. They so did not have time for the older woman to have a conniption in the middle of the hallway.
"You're joking right ?!" Catherine laughed.
"Funeral, ha! Good one Sara." She sniggered, shaking her head in amusement and giving the younger woman a hearty slap on the back. Who said the stoic Miss Sidle didn't have a sense of humour !
"My God Catherine, how can you be so cold?" Sara spat out, abruptly turning on the the other woman.
"You have a child for pities sake." She sobbed, tears forming at the corner of her eyes.
Lily may have only been a spider, but in the short time that Sara had known her she had come to love her dearly. Even now the memories of their happy few minutes together caused the waiting tears to flow steadily down the brunettes cheeks.
"God Catherine, I just miss her so much." She cried as she threw herself into the startled woman's arms.
"There, there...." Catherine muttered awkwardly as she patted the blubbering woman's back. "I'm sure she didn't feel a thing." She lied.
Damn, Catherine thought to herself in mild annoyance, they so didn't have the time for this right now.
"Lets go give Lily that funeral then huh?" She suggested quickly. They needed to get rid of the evidence now, and if she had to say a few flowery words to do so then so be it.
"Thank you Cath." Sara whispered in gratitude as she wiped away a last stray tear.
Taking the other woman's hand in hers once more she nearly skipped the rest of the way to the ladies toilets.
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"Lily was a truly beautiful creature, who's time among us was tragically cut short." Catherine began as the duo huddled around the ceramic toilet bowl.
"She was a umm .... kind, humorous and ahhh ...... happy spider, who well, made each of our days brighter." She continued against the intermittent whimpering and nose blowing of her companion.
"Ummm well ...... Lily will be sorely missed." Catherine finished as she hurriedly flushed the toilet and pulled the younger woman out of the cubicle.
"Look, I'm sure she's gone to spiddy heaven okay." She exclaimed exasperatedly. This whole crying thing was getting just a little bit weary.
Why on earth did people seem to think she was a baby sitter today anyway she thought angrily as she thrust open the door and hurried out of the bathroom.
* * * * * * * * * * *
She had gotten about halfway down the corridor before it occurred to her that Sara was not with her. Turning she found the brunette braced against the bathroom door, tears streaming down her face, and her thumb stuck firmly in her mouth.
"What the hell is the problem now ?!" She yelled as she stomped back towards the desolate woman.
God she had never had this much trouble with Lindsay she thought irritably. And what the hell had happened to the detached young CSI she had come to know ?!
"wisjussobtfulcthrn." Sara mumbled around her thumb.
"What?" Catherine demanded.
"Sara stop sucking your thumb I can't understand you." She tersely told the other woman.
"God how old are you anyway ? 5 ?!" She added, tapping her foot in annoyance.
Sara quickly pulled her thumb from her mouth with as much dignity as possible for a grown woman to do. "I was just saying that you gave a very beautiful service Catherine." She added as she tried to wipe her face back into some semblance of order.
"Sara it was a spider." Catherine stated coldly.
"A God damned spider." She continued.
"A big, ugly, hairy, dirty, venomous,deadly, blood sucking, child eating spider." She began to rant.
"Hell your lucky the thing didn't pierce your boots and eat your foot." She continued, only stopping when she saw the pale near fainting look that had suddenly came across the brunette's face.
"Oh my God." Sara let out a strangled gasp.
What if the evil little thing had injected its venom through her boot as she was squishing it.
And just how deadly were tarantulas anyway?! They had killed before hadn't they ?!
"Catherine, I can't feel my leg, its gone numb." Sara suddenly decided, as she grasped the affected appendage, and began to hop wildly around the hallway.
Just how fast did the venom act anyway she wondered, knowing already that it was to late.
Placing her forearm dramatically across her brow she proceeded to collapse to the floor.
"Catherine, its too late for me." She told the stunned woman. "You go on by yourself." She added gallantly as she dropped her head to rest against the cold floor.
Quickly remembering something the brunette slowly lifted her head up to face the shocked woman.
"Catherine, If I don't make it I want you to have my police scanner." She whispered before her entire world turned black.
* * * * * * * * * * *
"Acckkkk" Spluttered Sara as she quickly leapt up, trying to rid the bucketful of ice cold water from her personage.
"What the hell did you do that for ?!" She yelled at the smirking woman opposite her, as she tried to dry herself off.
"Waking the dead apparently." Sniggered the older woman.
"Honestly Sara have you seen your boots, they're like army issue, Lara Croft, SS indestructible type boots. You could run over an armoured tank in those things. Ha dying indeed!" Catherine laughed to herself as she began to walk back down the hallway again.
"Hey, its possible." Sara yelled offendedly after her, as she ran to catch up.
However not being used to running in six inch stiletto heels Sara soon found herself crashing back down to the ground.
"What the hell ?" She muttered confusedly as she stared down at her feet.
Where once had been heavy duty, very sensible shoes, were now bright sparkly red, very flimsy way to small, very insensible high heels.
"CATHERINE ! " Sara growled ferally as she slowly stood back up, hugging the wall for support.
"Where Are My Shoes ?!!!!" She slowly questioned the annoyingly amused looking woman.
"Umm I incinerated them." Catherine chocked out between laughs. Really the younger woman looked utterly ridiculous standing there in her 'come fuck me' heels, as she liked to call them.
"Why ?" Sara asked between gritted teeth.
"Sara they had spider goop all over them, I noticed it when you collapsed." Catherine answered sensibly.
"So anyway I burned them, and gave you my spare pair."
"Come on Sara the other shoes would have been way too suspicious." She told the increasingly cranky looking CSI.
"Right cause I look perfectly unsuspicious in these !" Sara snapped, crossing her arms to further emphasis her point.
"Actually Sara I think they look very ahhh....... pretty." She laughed, shaking her head at the comical looking picture in front of her.
"You better start running Catherine." Sara growled angrily.
"Cause when I catch you I'm going to squish you real good, just like I did poor little Lily." She threatened as she began to advance on the now worried looking woman, a maniacal smile forming across her face.
Seeing the other woman wasn't actually joking Catherine stoped laughing and let out a high pitched squeal, turning quickly she fled as fast as her slightly heeled, semi-sensible boots would allow. Which fortunately was a whole heap faster than a very slow, cursing Sara was managing to wobble.
"Sara hold up, where are we going ?" An exasperated Catherine cried out as she pulled Sara to a sudden stop.
"To get rid off the evidence." Sara whispered harshly, looking around nervously for any possible witnesses.
"Ahhh I ahhh mean to give poor little Lily a funeral." She quickly added, when she realised just how cold hearted she must seem. They so did not have time for the older woman to have a conniption in the middle of the hallway.
"You're joking right ?!" Catherine laughed.
"Funeral, ha! Good one Sara." She sniggered, shaking her head in amusement and giving the younger woman a hearty slap on the back. Who said the stoic Miss Sidle didn't have a sense of humour !
"My God Catherine, how can you be so cold?" Sara spat out, abruptly turning on the the other woman.
"You have a child for pities sake." She sobbed, tears forming at the corner of her eyes.
Lily may have only been a spider, but in the short time that Sara had known her she had come to love her dearly. Even now the memories of their happy few minutes together caused the waiting tears to flow steadily down the brunettes cheeks.
"God Catherine, I just miss her so much." She cried as she threw herself into the startled woman's arms.
"There, there...." Catherine muttered awkwardly as she patted the blubbering woman's back. "I'm sure she didn't feel a thing." She lied.
Damn, Catherine thought to herself in mild annoyance, they so didn't have the time for this right now.
"Lets go give Lily that funeral then huh?" She suggested quickly. They needed to get rid of the evidence now, and if she had to say a few flowery words to do so then so be it.
"Thank you Cath." Sara whispered in gratitude as she wiped away a last stray tear.
Taking the other woman's hand in hers once more she nearly skipped the rest of the way to the ladies toilets.
* * * * * * * * * * *
"Lily was a truly beautiful creature, who's time among us was tragically cut short." Catherine began as the duo huddled around the ceramic toilet bowl.
"She was a umm .... kind, humorous and ahhh ...... happy spider, who well, made each of our days brighter." She continued against the intermittent whimpering and nose blowing of her companion.
"Ummm well ...... Lily will be sorely missed." Catherine finished as she hurriedly flushed the toilet and pulled the younger woman out of the cubicle.
"Look, I'm sure she's gone to spiddy heaven okay." She exclaimed exasperatedly. This whole crying thing was getting just a little bit weary.
Why on earth did people seem to think she was a baby sitter today anyway she thought angrily as she thrust open the door and hurried out of the bathroom.
* * * * * * * * * * *
She had gotten about halfway down the corridor before it occurred to her that Sara was not with her. Turning she found the brunette braced against the bathroom door, tears streaming down her face, and her thumb stuck firmly in her mouth.
"What the hell is the problem now ?!" She yelled as she stomped back towards the desolate woman.
God she had never had this much trouble with Lindsay she thought irritably. And what the hell had happened to the detached young CSI she had come to know ?!
"wisjussobtfulcthrn." Sara mumbled around her thumb.
"What?" Catherine demanded.
"Sara stop sucking your thumb I can't understand you." She tersely told the other woman.
"God how old are you anyway ? 5 ?!" She added, tapping her foot in annoyance.
Sara quickly pulled her thumb from her mouth with as much dignity as possible for a grown woman to do. "I was just saying that you gave a very beautiful service Catherine." She added as she tried to wipe her face back into some semblance of order.
"Sara it was a spider." Catherine stated coldly.
"A God damned spider." She continued.
"A big, ugly, hairy, dirty, venomous,deadly, blood sucking, child eating spider." She began to rant.
"Hell your lucky the thing didn't pierce your boots and eat your foot." She continued, only stopping when she saw the pale near fainting look that had suddenly came across the brunette's face.
"Oh my God." Sara let out a strangled gasp.
What if the evil little thing had injected its venom through her boot as she was squishing it.
And just how deadly were tarantulas anyway?! They had killed before hadn't they ?!
"Catherine, I can't feel my leg, its gone numb." Sara suddenly decided, as she grasped the affected appendage, and began to hop wildly around the hallway.
Just how fast did the venom act anyway she wondered, knowing already that it was to late.
Placing her forearm dramatically across her brow she proceeded to collapse to the floor.
"Catherine, its too late for me." She told the stunned woman. "You go on by yourself." She added gallantly as she dropped her head to rest against the cold floor.
Quickly remembering something the brunette slowly lifted her head up to face the shocked woman.
"Catherine, If I don't make it I want you to have my police scanner." She whispered before her entire world turned black.
* * * * * * * * * * *
"Acckkkk" Spluttered Sara as she quickly leapt up, trying to rid the bucketful of ice cold water from her personage.
"What the hell did you do that for ?!" She yelled at the smirking woman opposite her, as she tried to dry herself off.
"Waking the dead apparently." Sniggered the older woman.
"Honestly Sara have you seen your boots, they're like army issue, Lara Croft, SS indestructible type boots. You could run over an armoured tank in those things. Ha dying indeed!" Catherine laughed to herself as she began to walk back down the hallway again.
"Hey, its possible." Sara yelled offendedly after her, as she ran to catch up.
However not being used to running in six inch stiletto heels Sara soon found herself crashing back down to the ground.
"What the hell ?" She muttered confusedly as she stared down at her feet.
Where once had been heavy duty, very sensible shoes, were now bright sparkly red, very flimsy way to small, very insensible high heels.
"CATHERINE ! " Sara growled ferally as she slowly stood back up, hugging the wall for support.
"Where Are My Shoes ?!!!!" She slowly questioned the annoyingly amused looking woman.
"Umm I incinerated them." Catherine chocked out between laughs. Really the younger woman looked utterly ridiculous standing there in her 'come fuck me' heels, as she liked to call them.
"Why ?" Sara asked between gritted teeth.
"Sara they had spider goop all over them, I noticed it when you collapsed." Catherine answered sensibly.
"So anyway I burned them, and gave you my spare pair."
"Come on Sara the other shoes would have been way too suspicious." She told the increasingly cranky looking CSI.
"Right cause I look perfectly unsuspicious in these !" Sara snapped, crossing her arms to further emphasis her point.
"Actually Sara I think they look very ahhh....... pretty." She laughed, shaking her head at the comical looking picture in front of her.
"You better start running Catherine." Sara growled angrily.
"Cause when I catch you I'm going to squish you real good, just like I did poor little Lily." She threatened as she began to advance on the now worried looking woman, a maniacal smile forming across her face.
Seeing the other woman wasn't actually joking Catherine stoped laughing and let out a high pitched squeal, turning quickly she fled as fast as her slightly heeled, semi-sensible boots would allow. Which fortunately was a whole heap faster than a very slow, cursing Sara was managing to wobble.