Author: snowyplains
Disclaimer: I still don't own them.
Rating: PG
Note: I don't usually write stories with several chapters, but after reading this one again, it really did seem kind of unfinished...so I decided to make it a multi-parter. There'll be at least one more chapter after this one...since it is pretty short.
"Amazing together." I scrutinize the note until it blurs. I recognized the handwriting right away: it was Sara's. I had spent so long hiding how I felt that it almost seemed anticlimatic now that she seemed to know.
After getting back from work, I saw the mess my coffee table was buried under, and decided that now would be a good time to clean it. Noticing one book was sitting away from the others, I opened it, and wondered if Sara had found the picture inside.
Evidently, she had.
And what now? Mentioning it seemed awkward and unnecessary. I didn't want to show up at her house and ask her about two words she scrawled on a scrap of paper. It might have been nothing but a reference to our working relationship. But I was pretty certain she knew what I meant, at least.
I idly wonder how she even found the picture in my cesspool of papers and books, and whether she was caught off-guard by it...probably, considering she barreled into my room without knocking that morning. I smile at the memory. Once she hit her stride though, the woman had an amazing poker face. I had to give her credit. She hid her shock well. And if she hadn't left the note, I would have never guessed that she had found my picture.
Still weighing my options, I quickly cross a confrontation off the list. Suddenly remembering a comment she made during a case a few months ago, I pick up the phone and dial her number, knowing that she was probably out picking up dinner as she usually did after work. The answering machine switches on with a light tone, and I grin.
"Sara...I'd take you and me over Catherine and Greg any day."
I don't hear her pick up the phone right before I hang up.