For the disclaimer and such, see chapter 1.
These strange new feelings started up long ago,
when the three visited England, and gazed at the snow.
It was a first for Sara and Catherine both,
when it comes to Grissom,
It seems nobody knows.
Sara was caught up on him at the time,
While Catherine dated each man in line.
The International Gala for CSIs was that night,
and Sidle dressed up, putting up a fight.
She wanted no men right then,
When Catherine in her glory came in.
Clad in a crimson red dancing dress,
she was turning the heads of every guest.
When Sara's bored and tired eyes met with hers,
Her own body surprised itself when she purred.
Her eyes widened and her cheeks turned flush,
she exited the room in a confused and upset rush.
She sat in the bathroom, shedding unwanted tears,
this day was never meant to happen,
this was the day she feared.
"Sara?" The vixen questioned carefully,
"What." She replied, her voice exempt of glee.
"What happened out there?" She asked, leaning on the door,
Sara's hands shook and she dropped her pill bottle on the floor.
"Nothing is wrong, I'm just tired, why do you ask"
"Don't lie to me Sidle." She could see through the mask.
Sara stood up, popping some pills in her mouth,
"I really don't know what you're talking about"
She unlocked the door and headed for the sink.
"When you looked at me and left, I can see a link."
"I felt sick suddenly is all"
She gripped the counter, she was going to fall.
Catherine caught her, a frown marred her face,
Sara's pulse, was like she had just run a race.
"Sara, speak to me, and tell me what's wrong"
"I don't know, really" but she was going through withdrawals.
"I'll be alright, just get me a drink"
Catherine shook her head, she didn't know what to think.
"I can't help you out, if you won't tell me what"
"A martini or a rum." She felt a pain in her gut.
"Very funny, kid." Willows said with a smirk.
"I just need some rest"
"Alright, if that's what you think is best"
"Help me to my hotel room?" Sara said and stood up.
"Mine is closer..." It was just a couple floors up.
"Alright, since I don't have the strength"
Every step seemed like a great length.
When Sara wobbled out of the room,
Catherine sensed she needed sleep soon.
She also noticed, that Sara was drunk,
and that godawful DJ, played nothing but junk.
A/N thanks so much for the lovely reviews!>>