Title: Two Drinks and a Murder
Author: NamelessQuill
Disclaimer: Not mine. Must repeat that: Not mine
Warning: This is a slash pairing story. If you're one of those G/S shudder or G/C waves a happy flag then this isn't your bag.
Note: This is sorta a transition chapter since I didn't like the layout if everything was piled in at once, bear with me folks :)
Buying her house, Catherine had been pleasantly surprised to find the windows of her bedroom facing the east. This meant that during her daytime naps she would never have to worry about the sunlight tearing her away from a good sleep.
Now, though, with the exhausting yet wonderful night behind her, Catherine was praying that some force could change the direction her windows face. Either that, or close the curtains for her.
But that just wasn't happening and soon the sunlight forced Catherine to leave the comfort of the blankets, pillows, and the delicious warmth and feel of a naked Sara.
Grumbling and cursing to herself about Mother Nature, Catherine grabbed at her terry cloth robe at the foot of the bed, tied it around her, and made her way to tug the drapes together, casting the room in a dim orange glow. Much better. Now if she could only convince her mind that it wanted to fall back asleep.
It wasn't working.
Catherine finally resigned herself to the world of the living. She went over to Sara's side of the bed and smoothed a kiss over the brunette's brow while tucking the blankets more securely around her. This caused Sara to mumble something indistinctive and curl onto her side, her hands seeking out Catherine and pausing when they hit empty sheets. Smiling as Sara slowly got up, her mind trying to wrap around the reason that there was no Catherine in the bed, Catherine leaned forward and touched the nape of Sara's neck.
"Boo."
"Jesus Catherine!" Sara protested, jumping nearly off the bed, her hand coming up to touch her chest in an effort to slow her pulse back to normal.
Catherine, a huge cheshire cat grin on her face, shook her head. "No, but I believe there's a Saint Catherine. And why am I now Jesus? You were calling me God last night."
"You know, I think I'll agree with Grissom's viewpoint of your lovely humor." Sara grumbled good naturally and held out her arms to Catherine who shook her head with a soft smile.
"No, if I curl up with you, I'll be there all day and I have hungry little barracudas downstairs waiting to eat."
"Ah."
"And you can come downstairs as well."
"Ooh. Can I watch you play housewife?" Sara teased, and then glanced around the room for her scattered clothes. Catherine caught this and lightly smacked Sara's shoulder before heading for the door.
"Ha ha. Funny. And you're an investigator, you find your own damned clothes." She left to Sara's 'Hey!' and stopped by Lindsey's half-opened door and popped her head in to find the girls giggling around a board game. "Hey there Sweetie."
"Mom!" Lindsey cried out happily, getting up and tackling her mother in a hug. "Did ya make breakfast yet?"
"I love you too Linds," Catherine chuckled, smoothing down her daughters hair as she beamed at the other girls. "And how are you girls doing?"
"Great Ms. Willows, but Lindsey keeps beating us all at "Sorry!"
"Lindsey, let the others win too." Lindsey giggled and looked up at her with the same expression she had when she was born.
"But Mom, I'm like you, I always win."
Catherine hugged her tightly, silently thanking Eddie, wherever he was now in the universe, for giving her this little girl and then pulled away when Lindsey mumbled. "What?"
"Now can we have breakfast."
"She's definitely her mother's child." Sara's voice came from behind them and they turned as one, Catherine grinning proudly and Lindsey darting to give Sara a hug too. "Hey Squirt."
"Hi. Did you guys have a slumber party too? Mom said you guys needed to talk about something REALLY important so I kept my friends up here."
"Oh did she?" Sara looked up to Catherine with a raised eyebrow. Catherine avoided the look by glancing around Lindsey's room. "Come on, let's get you girls something to eat."
"Okay." Lindsey gestured to the other girls and they all followed Sara down the hall and stairs to the kitchen, Catherine walking behind them at a short distance.
"And then Cindy, she said that Mike Taylor liked me. Can you believe that, he's totally gross. He's the one that dropped a dead worm into my lunch box."
"He did?" Sara wrinkled her nose for effect and Lindsey giggled. "I wouldn't like him either."
"I don't! But Tammy, in truth and dare ..." Here Lindsey leaned closer and dropped her voice, "said she liked him. She wants to invite him to her birthday party. But don't tell Mom or anybody else. It's a secret." Lindsey said this with the solemnest only a child could muster.
"I promise I won't."
"Good."
"Lindsey, coming?" Catherine's sister, Nancy, called from the hall and Lindsey said goodbye to Sara with a hug before darting out to go with her aunt.
Catherine watched them climb into Nancy's van and waved as they pulled out before turning and slamming Sara into the nearest wall, seeking out the brunette's lips with her own.
"I've been wanting to do this all day." She murmured, gently biting Sara's lower lip as Sara snaked her arms underneath Catherine's shirt.
"I've been wanting to do this for longer then that Kit-Kat." Sara's voice was low with desire and Catherine was delighted she put that tone in there. "But we have that scene to get back too. Brass called me earlier and said the Ives could only make a nine thirty appointment downtown."
"Dammit." Catherine frowned but nodded, kissing Sara hard one last time and going to gather her things. "Well, let's get it over with. From what I've seen of the evidence, I'm not liking either parent right now.
(A/N: Yes I know this is short and yes I know it's been forever but bear with me hmmm? The next part is ready to go, and will be up before Friday if all goes well.)
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