Title: What I Want You To See Part 1
Author: Lyndsey aka oracle1303/Lyndz13
Pairing: C/S
Spoilers: None
Rating: right now its pg13 but sometime soon it should be nc17
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. But feel free to sue me,
just know that you wont get a cent cause I am broke :P
Author Note: This is my first Cath/Sara fic. And I am dead nervous about
posting this so please feedback is greatly appreciated.
"Don't worry Mom! School is just down the street." Lyndsey told Catherine as she packed up her school bags and got ready to leave.
"I know baby, but it's your first time walking by yourself and I just want to make sure you are going to get there ok"
"Mom I'm in Grade 5!"
"Ok ok I am just being paranoid. Give me a kiss and then I promise I'll let you leave"
Lyndsey just laughed and then ran over to Catherine to give her a big hug and kiss. Catherine walked her to the door and watched as she walked down the driveway to head off to school.
"I'll be waiting for you when you come home so don't be late or I am liable to have a stroke." Catherine yelled just as Lyndsey was out of sight. She shut the door, shaking her head, repeating to herself that nothing was going to happen to her baby. She headed to her bedroom and undressed, plopping down onto her bed falling asleep as her head hit the pillow.
School had just ended and Lyndsey had just finished saying goodbye to all her friends at school before heading home. She was humming along to her new favorite song by Britney Spears as she passed by one of her favorite parks. Her whistling slowly dwindled down as she saw a familiar face sitting on one of the benches in the flower garden. She stopped walking, debating whether to go over or not. The woman on the bench, whom she knew as Sara, worked with her mom at the crime lab. She first met her when she was working on her father's case. That's not to say that she hadn't heard loads about the woman from her mother. Looking at Sara she noticed that she seemed lost. She nodded her head in a quick decision, and started her trek over to the bench.
Lyndsey slowly walked up the bench; Sara didn't sense her at first so she spoke up.
"Hey"
Sara's head whipped up and looked at Lyndsey, recognition flashed in her eyes.
"Um...Hey Lyndsey, what are you doing here?"
"Oh I was just walking home from school and saw you sitting here and thought I'd come over and say hi"
Sara didn't know what to say and Lyndsey could tell that she was nervous, so she started talking again.
"So this is my first day walking to school by myself. Mom said she was going to have a stroke if I didn't make it home, but she's just being paranoid... that's what Aunt Julie said anyways"
"So how do you like it? Walking to school by yourself I mean"
"Oh its pretty cool, I just like it cause it makes me feel independent"
"I always walked to school with my older brother"
"You have a brother? What's his name?"
"Oh...um his name's Kyle. He's 5 years older than me. He was always trying to protect me from boys and bullies"
"Where does he live now?"
"He lives back in San Francisco"
"Is that where you were born?"
"Kind of, I was born in a place called Tamales Bay. It's a smaller city right on the beach."
"That's cool, I've never seen the ocean before"
"Really? I'll have to talk your mom into taking you."
"That would be cool. So what are you doing here anyways?"
"Just thinking. I just moved into an apartment over there."
"Oh that's cool."
"Yeah. So how was school today?"
"Oh it was ok, we are starting a science unit, and that sounds pretty cool"
"Science is great, your mom is a pro at science so you shouldn't have any problems" "I am good at school. I always get A+'s."
"That's cool, getting good marks is important"
"Yeah that's what mom says too. OH MOM! I should probably get going home I don't want her to have that stroke. Will you be here tomorrow?"
"Most likely. I usually go for a run about now and then come and sit here for a while. So I guess I'll be seeing you tomorrow after school."
"Ok ill see you tomorrow Sara. Bye" Lyndsey said waving as she took off down the street in a run, her backpack bouncing up and down on her back.
Lyndsey ran up the driveway and into her house. Catherine was sitting at the kitchen table in a pair of shorts and a tank top drinking her coffee and reading the paper. When she saw Lyndsey she put down the paper and turned all her attention to her daughter.
"Sooooo how was your walk home?"
"Great! I saw Sara in the park on the way home and talked with her for a bit"
"Sara?"
"Yeah you know! Sara from your work"
"Oh really?! What did you two talk about?"
"Nothing much, just school and her brother"
"She has a brother?!"
"Yup his name is Kyle his live back in San Francisco"
"Oh... I didn't know that"
"Yeah, she just moved into the apartments near the park and after her run she sits in the flower garden. I told her I would meet her there tomorrow"
"Are you sure we are talking about the same Sara Sidle I work with? The one that doesn't talk to people...hardly at all"
"Mom your silly, she is fun"
"Ok then"
When Catherine walked into the break room that night the rest of the night shift were all sitting around either reading or playing games. She grabbed a coffee and then sat down right beside Sara on the couch. Sara looked up startled that Catherine would sit so close to her.
"I didn't know that you moved"
"Um...yeah, my lease was up on my old place and these placed were cheaper and nicer. Plus I love the park."
"Yeah Lyndsey said that she sat with you for a while today."
"Yeah I had just finished my run"
Just then Grissom came into the room with assignments cutting off any opportunities that Catherine had to question Sara.
"Ok Warrick, Catherine you have a db at the Mirage. Nick you and I have a suspicious circ and Sara you are going solo."
"I don't mean to be rude but I thought I was lead CSI, unless it was someone else that got promoted" Nick said in annoyance.
"Sara knows more about the subject involved in this case"
"Oh really...well what's the topic?"
"Tattoo's and Piercing"
"And you actually think Sara knows more about that! Come on Grissom she a hermit she has probably never set foot in a parlor"
"Ok lets do this the hard way. Nick how many tattoo's do you have?"
"None"
"And how many piercing?"
"None"
"Sara, how many tattoo's do you have?"
"Grissom..."
"Humor me please"
"Fine I have six"
"And how many piercing?"
"Over my lifetime or at the moment?"
"Lifetime"
Sara took a moment to count. Everybody was looking her over looking for signs of body art and piercing.
"Thirteen"
"So are you really trying to tell me you know more about this Nick?"
"I guess not"
"Then don't question my choices for cases again"
Sara grabbed the slip from Grissom and left the room. Nicks words hurt her more that she cared to admit.
Shift ended and Sara went home, she had avoided her co-workers all night. She jumped in bed and slept till noon, when she got up she put on her running gear and left her apartment. She knew she needed extra time so she could run through her problems. Running was peaceful for her; She could run for hours and not get tired. She simply just let her thoughts flow freely. She got her best ideas and inspiration when she was running. Sara ran for nearly 2 hours before spotting her favorite bench in the flower garden. She knew that Lyndsey would be expecting her so she ran on over to the water fountain to get a long drink. After a couple sips she walked to bench and sat down. Just as she was looking at her watch Lyndsey plopped down beside her.
"Hey Sara
"Hey kiddo how was school today?"
"It was ok, I got in a fight with my friend Stacy. It was stupid, she said that I wasn't a good friend because I wouldn't come with her to write on the bathroom wall"
"Well she isn't a very good friend then. She shouldn't force you to do things you don't want to."
"Did you ever write on the bathroom wall?"
"I don't know if I should be telling you about when I was little. I'll end up being a bad influence on you"
"Oh please tell me"
"Ok...Yes I did write on the stall walls. Mainly just bathroom poetry."
"Like what?"
"Um... that's a hard one, let me think. I don't think I know any that don't have swear words in them."
"Well I hear Mom swear all the time when she is mad. I promise I wont tell anybody."
"I guess...just one time though, and you have to promise not to tell anyone, Especially your Mom. Ok here goes 'Here I sit, so broken hearted Paid my dime and only farted. Yesterday though, I took a chance, Saved my dime, But shit my pants.'
Lyndsey started laughing really hard which in turn caused Sara to start laughing at her.
"That was awesome!"
"Just don't tell your mom"
"I wont...So how was work today?"
"Bad and good. I got a case at a tattoo parlor which was fun cause I love those places."
"So what was bad about it?"
"Oh Nick got mad cause I got the solo case and he said some pretty mean things to me."
"Did he apologize?"
"No I avoided them...I don't think he even knew he said it"
"But he should because he hurt your feelings...what did he say?"
"That I was a hermit...basically that I have no life. And it is sometimes true but there is a lot they don't know about me. I do have a bunch of friends. It's just that with the hours we work it's hard to get together with them."
"Well I'm your friend. So you can just tell him that you see me all the time"
"I think I will."
"Well I better go cause I don't want to be very late."
"Do you want me to walk you home...I could use a warm down for my legs"
"Sure"
Sara and Lyndsey walked home chatting the whole way. Lyndsey was really improving Sara's mood. When they reached Catherine's house Sara grabbed Lyndsey into a hug.
"Thanks kiddo talking to you has really made me feel better."
"Anytime. See you tomorrow"
Lyndsey skipped up her driveway and into the house. Catherine jumped back from her hiding place by the window when she heard the door open and flew onto the couch and opened a magazine.
"Hey honey how was school?"
"It was ok"
"So did you see Sara again today?"
"Yup. She was sad."
"Sad? How come?"
"She said that Uncle Nicky said something today that hurt her feelings, she said he has no right to judge her because he doesn't know her. None of you do."
Lyndsey grabbed her backpack from off the floor and headed to her room to finish off her homework. Catherine dropped the magazine and looked out the window to where Sara was standing not 5 minutes before. Everybody thought they knew Sara, but in truth they only saw what she wanted them to see. Catherine sat there a while longer until it dawned on her 'I want to know everything about Sara, I want to know the real her.'
The next day at work everyone was sitting around the break room table except Sara and Grissom. Not seconds later the door opened and Grissom walked in. Just as he was about to ask where Sara was she walked into the room and took a seat on one of the couches away from the rest of the team.
"Well if it isn't Miss Tattoo herself. I really don't know if I believe you have any tattoo's, I think I am going to need some proof." Nick said winking at Warrick.
"I'm not showing you so forget about it" Sara never took her eyes off her hands. She didn't want anyone to see how hurt she was. The only one who took any real notice of her was Catherine.
"So we are just supposed to believe that you, who probably hasn't done one risky thing in your life, has tattoo's. I'm sorry but I just don't buy it."
Catherine could see the tears welling up in Sara's eyes. It was too much for her to bear. She turned to Nick with fire in her eyes
"Why don't you shut the hell up Nick, if we want your opinion we'll ask for it! And trust me that won't be anytime soon"
The room was silent. Grissom and Warrick were just staring at Catherine in shock, looking like fish out of water. Nick didn't know what to think, his eyes reflected a mixture of shock, surprise and hurt.
Catherine turned to Sara who looked up momentarily; she gave her a quick smile before getting up and walking towards Grissom. She took a second to read through all of the assignments before picking one up in her hand.
"Sara and I will take this one, see you all later."
As Sara was walking towards the door the others saw what looked like a tear rolling down her cheek. Nick knew then what he had done, and knew he had to fix it.
"Don't worry Mom! School is just down the street." Lyndsey told Catherine as she packed up her school bags and got ready to leave.
"I know baby, but it's your first time walking by yourself and I just want to make sure you are going to get there ok"
"Mom I'm in Grade 5!"
"Ok ok I am just being paranoid. Give me a kiss and then I promise I'll let you leave"
Lyndsey just laughed and then ran over to Catherine to give her a big hug and kiss. Catherine walked her to the door and watched as she walked down the driveway to head off to school.
"I'll be waiting for you when you come home so don't be late or I am liable to have a stroke." Catherine yelled just as Lyndsey was out of sight. She shut the door, shaking her head, repeating to herself that nothing was going to happen to her baby. She headed to her bedroom and undressed, plopping down onto her bed falling asleep as her head hit the pillow.
School had just ended and Lyndsey had just finished saying goodbye to all her friends at school before heading home. She was humming along to her new favorite song by Britney Spears as she passed by one of her favorite parks. Her whistling slowly dwindled down as she saw a familiar face sitting on one of the benches in the flower garden. She stopped walking, debating whether to go over or not. The woman on the bench, whom she knew as Sara, worked with her mom at the crime lab. She first met her when she was working on her father's case. That's not to say that she hadn't heard loads about the woman from her mother. Looking at Sara she noticed that she seemed lost. She nodded her head in a quick decision, and started her trek over to the bench.
Lyndsey slowly walked up the bench; Sara didn't sense her at first so she spoke up.
"Hey"
Sara's head whipped up and looked at Lyndsey, recognition flashed in her eyes.
"Um...Hey Lyndsey, what are you doing here?"
"Oh I was just walking home from school and saw you sitting here and thought I'd come over and say hi"
Sara didn't know what to say and Lyndsey could tell that she was nervous, so she started talking again.
"So this is my first day walking to school by myself. Mom said she was going to have a stroke if I didn't make it home, but she's just being paranoid... that's what Aunt Julie said anyways"
"So how do you like it? Walking to school by yourself I mean"
"Oh its pretty cool, I just like it cause it makes me feel independent"
"I always walked to school with my older brother"
"You have a brother? What's his name?"
"Oh...um his name's Kyle. He's 5 years older than me. He was always trying to protect me from boys and bullies"
"Where does he live now?"
"He lives back in San Francisco"
"Is that where you were born?"
"Kind of, I was born in a place called Tamales Bay. It's a smaller city right on the beach."
"That's cool, I've never seen the ocean before"
"Really? I'll have to talk your mom into taking you."
"That would be cool. So what are you doing here anyways?"
"Just thinking. I just moved into an apartment over there."
"Oh that's cool."
"Yeah. So how was school today?"
"Oh it was ok, we are starting a science unit, and that sounds pretty cool"
"Science is great, your mom is a pro at science so you shouldn't have any problems" "I am good at school. I always get A+'s."
"That's cool, getting good marks is important"
"Yeah that's what mom says too. OH MOM! I should probably get going home I don't want her to have that stroke. Will you be here tomorrow?"
"Most likely. I usually go for a run about now and then come and sit here for a while. So I guess I'll be seeing you tomorrow after school."
"Ok ill see you tomorrow Sara. Bye" Lyndsey said waving as she took off down the street in a run, her backpack bouncing up and down on her back.
Lyndsey ran up the driveway and into her house. Catherine was sitting at the kitchen table in a pair of shorts and a tank top drinking her coffee and reading the paper. When she saw Lyndsey she put down the paper and turned all her attention to her daughter.
"Sooooo how was your walk home?"
"Great! I saw Sara in the park on the way home and talked with her for a bit"
"Sara?"
"Yeah you know! Sara from your work"
"Oh really?! What did you two talk about?"
"Nothing much, just school and her brother"
"She has a brother?!"
"Yup his name is Kyle his live back in San Francisco"
"Oh... I didn't know that"
"Yeah, she just moved into the apartments near the park and after her run she sits in the flower garden. I told her I would meet her there tomorrow"
"Are you sure we are talking about the same Sara Sidle I work with? The one that doesn't talk to people...hardly at all"
"Mom your silly, she is fun"
"Ok then"
When Catherine walked into the break room that night the rest of the night shift were all sitting around either reading or playing games. She grabbed a coffee and then sat down right beside Sara on the couch. Sara looked up startled that Catherine would sit so close to her.
"I didn't know that you moved"
"Um...yeah, my lease was up on my old place and these placed were cheaper and nicer. Plus I love the park."
"Yeah Lyndsey said that she sat with you for a while today."
"Yeah I had just finished my run"
Just then Grissom came into the room with assignments cutting off any opportunities that Catherine had to question Sara.
"Ok Warrick, Catherine you have a db at the Mirage. Nick you and I have a suspicious circ and Sara you are going solo."
"I don't mean to be rude but I thought I was lead CSI, unless it was someone else that got promoted" Nick said in annoyance.
"Sara knows more about the subject involved in this case"
"Oh really...well what's the topic?"
"Tattoo's and Piercing"
"And you actually think Sara knows more about that! Come on Grissom she a hermit she has probably never set foot in a parlor"
"Ok lets do this the hard way. Nick how many tattoo's do you have?"
"None"
"And how many piercing?"
"None"
"Sara, how many tattoo's do you have?"
"Grissom..."
"Humor me please"
"Fine I have six"
"And how many piercing?"
"Over my lifetime or at the moment?"
"Lifetime"
Sara took a moment to count. Everybody was looking her over looking for signs of body art and piercing.
"Thirteen"
"So are you really trying to tell me you know more about this Nick?"
"I guess not"
"Then don't question my choices for cases again"
Sara grabbed the slip from Grissom and left the room. Nicks words hurt her more that she cared to admit.
Shift ended and Sara went home, she had avoided her co-workers all night. She jumped in bed and slept till noon, when she got up she put on her running gear and left her apartment. She knew she needed extra time so she could run through her problems. Running was peaceful for her; She could run for hours and not get tired. She simply just let her thoughts flow freely. She got her best ideas and inspiration when she was running. Sara ran for nearly 2 hours before spotting her favorite bench in the flower garden. She knew that Lyndsey would be expecting her so she ran on over to the water fountain to get a long drink. After a couple sips she walked to bench and sat down. Just as she was looking at her watch Lyndsey plopped down beside her.
"Hey Sara
"Hey kiddo how was school today?"
"It was ok, I got in a fight with my friend Stacy. It was stupid, she said that I wasn't a good friend because I wouldn't come with her to write on the bathroom wall"
"Well she isn't a very good friend then. She shouldn't force you to do things you don't want to."
"Did you ever write on the bathroom wall?"
"I don't know if I should be telling you about when I was little. I'll end up being a bad influence on you"
"Oh please tell me"
"Ok...Yes I did write on the stall walls. Mainly just bathroom poetry."
"Like what?"
"Um... that's a hard one, let me think. I don't think I know any that don't have swear words in them."
"Well I hear Mom swear all the time when she is mad. I promise I wont tell anybody."
"I guess...just one time though, and you have to promise not to tell anyone, Especially your Mom. Ok here goes 'Here I sit, so broken hearted Paid my dime and only farted. Yesterday though, I took a chance, Saved my dime, But shit my pants.'
Lyndsey started laughing really hard which in turn caused Sara to start laughing at her.
"That was awesome!"
"Just don't tell your mom"
"I wont...So how was work today?"
"Bad and good. I got a case at a tattoo parlor which was fun cause I love those places."
"So what was bad about it?"
"Oh Nick got mad cause I got the solo case and he said some pretty mean things to me."
"Did he apologize?"
"No I avoided them...I don't think he even knew he said it"
"But he should because he hurt your feelings...what did he say?"
"That I was a hermit...basically that I have no life. And it is sometimes true but there is a lot they don't know about me. I do have a bunch of friends. It's just that with the hours we work it's hard to get together with them."
"Well I'm your friend. So you can just tell him that you see me all the time"
"I think I will."
"Well I better go cause I don't want to be very late."
"Do you want me to walk you home...I could use a warm down for my legs"
"Sure"
Sara and Lyndsey walked home chatting the whole way. Lyndsey was really improving Sara's mood. When they reached Catherine's house Sara grabbed Lyndsey into a hug.
"Thanks kiddo talking to you has really made me feel better."
"Anytime. See you tomorrow"
Lyndsey skipped up her driveway and into the house. Catherine jumped back from her hiding place by the window when she heard the door open and flew onto the couch and opened a magazine.
"Hey honey how was school?"
"It was ok"
"So did you see Sara again today?"
"Yup. She was sad."
"Sad? How come?"
"She said that Uncle Nicky said something today that hurt her feelings, she said he has no right to judge her because he doesn't know her. None of you do."
Lyndsey grabbed her backpack from off the floor and headed to her room to finish off her homework. Catherine dropped the magazine and looked out the window to where Sara was standing not 5 minutes before. Everybody thought they knew Sara, but in truth they only saw what she wanted them to see. Catherine sat there a while longer until it dawned on her 'I want to know everything about Sara, I want to know the real her.'
The next day at work everyone was sitting around the break room table except Sara and Grissom. Not seconds later the door opened and Grissom walked in. Just as he was about to ask where Sara was she walked into the room and took a seat on one of the couches away from the rest of the team.
"Well if it isn't Miss Tattoo herself. I really don't know if I believe you have any tattoo's, I think I am going to need some proof." Nick said winking at Warrick.
"I'm not showing you so forget about it" Sara never took her eyes off her hands. She didn't want anyone to see how hurt she was. The only one who took any real notice of her was Catherine.
"So we are just supposed to believe that you, who probably hasn't done one risky thing in your life, has tattoo's. I'm sorry but I just don't buy it."
Catherine could see the tears welling up in Sara's eyes. It was too much for her to bear. She turned to Nick with fire in her eyes
"Why don't you shut the hell up Nick, if we want your opinion we'll ask for it! And trust me that won't be anytime soon"
The room was silent. Grissom and Warrick were just staring at Catherine in shock, looking like fish out of water. Nick didn't know what to think, his eyes reflected a mixture of shock, surprise and hurt.
Catherine turned to Sara who looked up momentarily; she gave her a quick smile before getting up and walking towards Grissom. She took a second to read through all of the assignments before picking one up in her hand.
"Sara and I will take this one, see you all later."
As Sara was walking towards the door the others saw what looked like a tear rolling down her cheek. Nick knew then what he had done, and knew he had to fix it.