Chapter Three:
"Owww....... damn...... ouch." Sara muttered angrily as she unsteadily chased Catherine around the older woman's office desk.
How on earth did women actually wear these stupid things without breaking anything she thought in wonderment, her respect for the other woman suddenly going up tenfold.
"For Gods sake Catherine would please slow down!" She yelled irritably at the older CSI. Honestly how was she supposed to kill her if she couldn't even catch her?!
"Ahh How about we come to some kind of deal ?" A fearful Catherine suggested, worriedly picking up her speed as the enraged woman started gaining on her.
"NO DEALS !!" Sara yelled, reaching out to grab the just out of reach Catherine.
"Look I can give you money." She offered, to which the younger woman only raised a scoffing eyebrow.
"Okay, no money ....." She muttered out loud, furiously trying to come up with something else.
"How about I give you a ..... ummm ........." She faltered, really having no idea what the younger woman was actually interested in.
"Nothing Catherine. I don't want anything." Sara spoke frostily.
"I'm going to kill you. The End." She stated with menacing finality.
"Ummm well you can't." Catherine stated overly confidently, coming to a sudden abrupt stop.
"Why not ?" Sara asked suspiciously, coming to a halt before the now still woman.
"Because this is my office." Catherine stated, as if that should explain everything.
"Rigggghht .....???" Sara mumbled, really not getting the older woman's point.
"Well that means its Den." Catherine explained, crossing her arms and giving the brunette a annoyingly superior look.
"What ?!" Sara spluttered.
"You cant kill a person in their own office Sara, its Den. that means they're safe." Catherine haughtily explained.
"You made that up !" Sara accused the other woman, not really believing her at all.
"No I didn't." Catherine replied.
"Yes you did !" Sara stated.
"No I didn't." Catherine repeated.
"Yes you did !" Sara crossed her arms in annoyance, she really couldn't stand cheaters.
"Look Sara I so didn't make it up." Catherine claimed, trying to get away from the 'yes/no' game they were heading into.
"It's a universally accepted rule. I would never kill you in your own office, its just not sporting." She concluded.
"Well that's just stupid." Sara spat out, annoyed that she wasn't going to get the chance to kill the irratating woman.
"Great." Smiled Catherine, glad she would actually live to se an other day.
"Lets go get us that spider then huh ?" She cheerily exclaimed, as she headed for the door.
"Grrrrggghhhhh." Sara growled lowly as she quickly wobbled after the happy woman.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Concentrating on walking fast while in heels took a lot of effort for the young CSI and cosequently she failed to notice that she was fast wobbling towards a collision course with Nick.
Even Catherine calling out her name in warning failed to signal to the young woman that she should halt. So the impending crash came as quite a surprise her indeed.
"Nick !" Sara shouted irately, sure that the crash must have been all his fault.
"Oh my God Sara, are you alright ?" Nick asked worriedly as he hurried to pull the frustrated young woman up.
"I'm so sorry Sara, you just came running out of nowhere...." He apologised.
"I'm fine thank you Nicholas." Sara replied politely, happy that at last someone was showing her some concern.
"God Catherine, you could have said something !" She whispered harshly, angrily turning to the woman beside her.
"I umm ...." Catherine begun, before deciding to not even bother wasting her breath with an explanation. She clearly didn't understand the other woman, and she doubted she ever would.
Although a psychiatric doctor might, she thought to herself, with a quiet snigger.
"Catherine are you laughing at me ?!" An infuriated Sara demanded, more than ready to go back on her decision not to kill the older woman.
"I ummm ...." Catherine stuttered worried by the scary look in her companions eyes.
"Ahh so Nick, what can I do you for ?" She quickly asked the young man, hoping the change in conversation would confuse the young woman.
"Cases." Nick stated in answer.
"Cases ....... ?" Sara queried, not understanding the young man at all.
"Yeah look, Warrick and I were just wondering when you were going to be handing out the cases Catherine, what with Grissom not being here and all." He explained.
"Ohhh the cases right umm well shit !" Catherine exclaimed having forgotten entirely about that part of their jobs.
"Ahhh well there umm ....." She mumbled, not entirely sure what she was talking about.
"Ahhh there isn't any." Sara suddenly stated.
"WHAT ?!" Nick and Catherine yelled together.
"Umm yeah there's been no murders this week, go figure huh !." Sara lied. They just didn't have time to work on any cases if they were going to find a new spider before Grissom got back.
"Funny Sara." Nick sniggered, maybe the serious young woman was actually developing a sense of humour after all of this time. Well good for her Nick thought happily.
"I'm not joking Nick." Sara tried to say convincingly.
"There's just no cases this week, so you guys should probably go home now." She suggested.
"Sara you seriously expect me to believe that ?! This is Las Vagas not Smallvill, Nowheretown." Nick stated, shaking his head in disbelief
"Well there's not! " Sara replied angrily. Was Nick trying to suggest she was a liar ?!
"Look there's a umm nun's conference on this week, so its bad karma to kill people at the moment, all crooks know that. So just go home Nick." She finished, rather pleased with her quick thinking.
"But Sara....." Catherine began to correct the young woman. However her explanation about how there was in fact a rather large lot of case work on her office desk soon turned into a startled scream, as Sara very hardly thrust her stilettoed heel into the senior CSI's foot.
"Hey Cath you alright ?" Nick asked in concern as he watched his temporary supervisor hop around the corridor, foot in hand, in obvious pain.
"Ohh don't worry Nick, its just cramp." Sara answered for her, making sure to give the other woman a very obvious warning look.
"You know, older people get that sort of thing all the time." She added with a quick smirk.
"Ohh right." Nick nodded his head in understanding.
"Well I guess I'll grab Warrick and head out of here." He stated. A weeks vacation would suit him just fine he decided happily.
"You girls have fun now." He smiled kindly as he headed back down the corridor.
"Ohh and Catherine just take it easy okay." He called to the older woman as he disappeared around the corner.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"You have actually seen the huge stack of paperwork on my desk haven't you ?!" Catherine yelled angrily at the smirking brunette.
"Look Catherine I didn't have a choice." Sara justified.
"We need to find a spider and we just don't have time for any cases. I had to get rid of the boys." She exclaimed.
"I understand that." Catherine stated, calming down just a little bit. "But those cases aren't just going to solve them self." she finished.
"God Catherine I'm not stupid." Sara snipped. "We don't have time to do them, but we can't risk the boys seeing us doing nothing, so we just send them away and get someone else to do the work." She concluded. Really she was so obviously somewhere in the region of genius she decided happily.
"What ?!" "Who ?!" Catherine cried, was the other woman really that stupid she wondered.
"Look we'll just hire a private detective or something." Sara stated,as if it should have been blatantly obvious.
"Sara we're scientists, not police detectives !" Catherine exclaimed.
"Oh come on Catherine, its not that hard. If Greg can do it, then any half baked idiot can." She replied.
"I guess." Catherine conceded, really Sara did have a point there.
"Great !" Sara smiled. "Lets go get us that spider then." She uttered happily, grabbing the other woman's hand and leading her out of the building.
TBC................
"Owww....... damn...... ouch." Sara muttered angrily as she unsteadily chased Catherine around the older woman's office desk.
How on earth did women actually wear these stupid things without breaking anything she thought in wonderment, her respect for the other woman suddenly going up tenfold.
"For Gods sake Catherine would please slow down!" She yelled irritably at the older CSI. Honestly how was she supposed to kill her if she couldn't even catch her?!
"Ahh How about we come to some kind of deal ?" A fearful Catherine suggested, worriedly picking up her speed as the enraged woman started gaining on her.
"NO DEALS !!" Sara yelled, reaching out to grab the just out of reach Catherine.
"Look I can give you money." She offered, to which the younger woman only raised a scoffing eyebrow.
"Okay, no money ....." She muttered out loud, furiously trying to come up with something else.
"How about I give you a ..... ummm ........." She faltered, really having no idea what the younger woman was actually interested in.
"Nothing Catherine. I don't want anything." Sara spoke frostily.
"I'm going to kill you. The End." She stated with menacing finality.
"Ummm well you can't." Catherine stated overly confidently, coming to a sudden abrupt stop.
"Why not ?" Sara asked suspiciously, coming to a halt before the now still woman.
"Because this is my office." Catherine stated, as if that should explain everything.
"Rigggghht .....???" Sara mumbled, really not getting the older woman's point.
"Well that means its Den." Catherine explained, crossing her arms and giving the brunette a annoyingly superior look.
"What ?!" Sara spluttered.
"You cant kill a person in their own office Sara, its Den. that means they're safe." Catherine haughtily explained.
"You made that up !" Sara accused the other woman, not really believing her at all.
"No I didn't." Catherine replied.
"Yes you did !" Sara stated.
"No I didn't." Catherine repeated.
"Yes you did !" Sara crossed her arms in annoyance, she really couldn't stand cheaters.
"Look Sara I so didn't make it up." Catherine claimed, trying to get away from the 'yes/no' game they were heading into.
"It's a universally accepted rule. I would never kill you in your own office, its just not sporting." She concluded.
"Well that's just stupid." Sara spat out, annoyed that she wasn't going to get the chance to kill the irratating woman.
"Great." Smiled Catherine, glad she would actually live to se an other day.
"Lets go get us that spider then huh ?" She cheerily exclaimed, as she headed for the door.
"Grrrrggghhhhh." Sara growled lowly as she quickly wobbled after the happy woman.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Concentrating on walking fast while in heels took a lot of effort for the young CSI and cosequently she failed to notice that she was fast wobbling towards a collision course with Nick.
Even Catherine calling out her name in warning failed to signal to the young woman that she should halt. So the impending crash came as quite a surprise her indeed.
"Nick !" Sara shouted irately, sure that the crash must have been all his fault.
"Oh my God Sara, are you alright ?" Nick asked worriedly as he hurried to pull the frustrated young woman up.
"I'm so sorry Sara, you just came running out of nowhere...." He apologised.
"I'm fine thank you Nicholas." Sara replied politely, happy that at last someone was showing her some concern.
"God Catherine, you could have said something !" She whispered harshly, angrily turning to the woman beside her.
"I umm ...." Catherine begun, before deciding to not even bother wasting her breath with an explanation. She clearly didn't understand the other woman, and she doubted she ever would.
Although a psychiatric doctor might, she thought to herself, with a quiet snigger.
"Catherine are you laughing at me ?!" An infuriated Sara demanded, more than ready to go back on her decision not to kill the older woman.
"I ummm ...." Catherine stuttered worried by the scary look in her companions eyes.
"Ahh so Nick, what can I do you for ?" She quickly asked the young man, hoping the change in conversation would confuse the young woman.
"Cases." Nick stated in answer.
"Cases ....... ?" Sara queried, not understanding the young man at all.
"Yeah look, Warrick and I were just wondering when you were going to be handing out the cases Catherine, what with Grissom not being here and all." He explained.
"Ohhh the cases right umm well shit !" Catherine exclaimed having forgotten entirely about that part of their jobs.
"Ahhh well there umm ....." She mumbled, not entirely sure what she was talking about.
"Ahhh there isn't any." Sara suddenly stated.
"WHAT ?!" Nick and Catherine yelled together.
"Umm yeah there's been no murders this week, go figure huh !." Sara lied. They just didn't have time to work on any cases if they were going to find a new spider before Grissom got back.
"Funny Sara." Nick sniggered, maybe the serious young woman was actually developing a sense of humour after all of this time. Well good for her Nick thought happily.
"I'm not joking Nick." Sara tried to say convincingly.
"There's just no cases this week, so you guys should probably go home now." She suggested.
"Sara you seriously expect me to believe that ?! This is Las Vagas not Smallvill, Nowheretown." Nick stated, shaking his head in disbelief
"Well there's not! " Sara replied angrily. Was Nick trying to suggest she was a liar ?!
"Look there's a umm nun's conference on this week, so its bad karma to kill people at the moment, all crooks know that. So just go home Nick." She finished, rather pleased with her quick thinking.
"But Sara....." Catherine began to correct the young woman. However her explanation about how there was in fact a rather large lot of case work on her office desk soon turned into a startled scream, as Sara very hardly thrust her stilettoed heel into the senior CSI's foot.
"Hey Cath you alright ?" Nick asked in concern as he watched his temporary supervisor hop around the corridor, foot in hand, in obvious pain.
"Ohh don't worry Nick, its just cramp." Sara answered for her, making sure to give the other woman a very obvious warning look.
"You know, older people get that sort of thing all the time." She added with a quick smirk.
"Ohh right." Nick nodded his head in understanding.
"Well I guess I'll grab Warrick and head out of here." He stated. A weeks vacation would suit him just fine he decided happily.
"You girls have fun now." He smiled kindly as he headed back down the corridor.
"Ohh and Catherine just take it easy okay." He called to the older woman as he disappeared around the corner.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"You have actually seen the huge stack of paperwork on my desk haven't you ?!" Catherine yelled angrily at the smirking brunette.
"Look Catherine I didn't have a choice." Sara justified.
"We need to find a spider and we just don't have time for any cases. I had to get rid of the boys." She exclaimed.
"I understand that." Catherine stated, calming down just a little bit. "But those cases aren't just going to solve them self." she finished.
"God Catherine I'm not stupid." Sara snipped. "We don't have time to do them, but we can't risk the boys seeing us doing nothing, so we just send them away and get someone else to do the work." She concluded. Really she was so obviously somewhere in the region of genius she decided happily.
"What ?!" "Who ?!" Catherine cried, was the other woman really that stupid she wondered.
"Look we'll just hire a private detective or something." Sara stated,as if it should have been blatantly obvious.
"Sara we're scientists, not police detectives !" Catherine exclaimed.
"Oh come on Catherine, its not that hard. If Greg can do it, then any half baked idiot can." She replied.
"I guess." Catherine conceded, really Sara did have a point there.
"Great !" Sara smiled. "Lets go get us that spider then." She uttered happily, grabbing the other woman's hand and leading her out of the building.
TBC................