Disclaimer: I own nothing. What a surprise really! I'm just having fun ;) don't sue.

A/N: This fic deals with homosexuality. It's about a relationship between 2 women so if you don't like it don't read. Nobody's pointing a gun at you. ;)

A/N 2: I don't have a beta reader so any mistake is mine. reviews are welcomed ;)

Go easy on me cause it's my first csi fic and the first one i write in english (obviously that's not my mother tongue so tell me if you see grammar mistakes or sentences that are meaningless). This fic is the translation of a french fic i'm currently writing called " une affaire pour le moins surprenante."

The case they'll never forget.

A frustrated sigh escaped Sara's mouth.

She had nothing to do. And she was getting bored. There had been only one db tonight and Grissom had given it to Nick and Warrick. So here she was, doing paperwork while the guys were out on the field. And God knew how much she hated being stuck in the lab. She slightly bit her lower lip, trying to concentrate on the file she was supposed to work on.

Of course, having a slow night was not that bad after all for it meant less crimes and less dead bodies… It was a break from all the atrocities they had to witness everyday. But for Sara it also meant spending endless hours doing only paperwork … something she was not that fond of! She glanced up at the clock on the back of the lab she had gotten into about 3 hours earlier and sighed again.

There were still more than 3 hours before the end of shift.

' Come on Sar! You know you'd be as bored at home!' There it was again. That annoying little inner voice! Sara slightly closed her eyes. Maybe, but at least she could get drown into a good beer, and maybe, just for once, she may be able to sleep more than 2 hours straight without waking up shaking from one of her recurrent nightmares…

Sara slowly shook her head and closed her eyes in order to get rid of those thoughts. She had no desire to remember the awful stuff that haunted her during her sleep while wide awake, at work.

She tried to go back to work only to find out she was done. She closed her last file and put it away.

- « Great! Now I really have nothing left to do. » she exclaimed, disappointment written all over her face.

She leaned in her chair and remained silent for a few minutes, with a faraway look in her eyes, lost in her thoughts, her fingers tapping on the table.

After about a quarter of an hour waiting for something to come up, Sara decided it was high time to go and take a coffee in the break room. With any luck she might even find some of Greg's expensive precious brew…

She stood up and headed towards the break room. The whole crime lab seemed to have fallen asleep. It was all too quiet. Sara wondered where everyone had gone. Sure Nick and Warrick were out on the field but they were not the only one working in here!

' Nope, but they sure aren't the most quiet ' Sara added inwardly thinking about the thousands of times she had entered the break room while the guys had been involved in a heated video game. A smile spread on her lips at this thought and she tried to guess where her coworkers were. Grissom was probably in his office, taking care of his precious pets or doing his own paperwork. Greg was probably in the DNA Lab, listening to some deafening hard rock music or reading magazines that had to be kept away from less-than-18-year-old kids. As for Catherine… Well that was a good question actually. Where was the blonde?

Sara frowned. ' Why do I care anyway? As long as she's away from me I won't have to cope with her being bitchy!'

The brunette entered the break room. It was deserted and she went straight to the coffee maker. Unfortunately, there was no more of Greg's coffee… Too bad. 'regular coffee will just have to do it', she murmured for herself.

Once having a nice cup of hot coffee between her hands, Sara leaned against the table and began to sip the coffee absentmindedly. She was so bored she even would have been looking forwards to another fight with her blonde coworker, as long as she could have something to think about other than her own tormented thoughts.

' I must be crazy. I mean even when she's not here to yell at me and tell me how much I suck as a csi I still have to worry about her!'

She sighed. There was no point. She couldn't bring herself to understand why Catherine was being so unfriendly with her. Sure she had been brought here by Grissom to investigate Warrick, who happened to be Cath's best friend but still… This was past right?

'And why on earth do I crave for her respect? I shouldn't give a damn about what she thinks of me! Why do I care? It's not as if I'm the kind of person who actually cares about what other people think. I've always been the black sheep anyway. Then why does it hurt when we have a bad argument huh.?'

There was no point in denying that. She did care about what her blonde counterpart thought of her. But why?

'Well maybe because you like her…'

That last thought resonate soundly in Sara's head. She froze, her cup of coffee half way to her mouth.

'Where did THAT came from? Maybe because I like her? It's… I mean… No way! She's a total bitch!'

« Sara? »

Sara jumped hearing a voice calling her. Catherine's voice to be exact. Sara shook her head to come back to reality and focus on Catherine.

- « Sara? You OK? »

In front of her was Catherine, frowning, her right hand gently stroking Sara's left arm, shooting her a worried look.

Sara clear her throat and nodded, very conscious of Catherine's hand on her arm.

- « Yeah… I'm fine. »

Her voice was too low… and quite tainted with surprise. The great Catherine Willows was worried about her! That must be a first in history! Sure she used to show the mother in her when she was with the guys but never with Sara.

- « I was just… a little lost in my thoughts. » Sara added as an explanation.

Catherine nodded. Suddenly she seemed to realize she had been mothering the one person in the lab she was supposed to hate, and most of all, her hand was still gently stroking her arm! She quickly took her hand back, as if afraid the other woman's skin would burn her. She clear her throat too and then turned around, the coffee machine becoming suddenly very interesting to her.

A tense silence fell in the room.

Sara sipped another gulp of coffee throwing looks at her coworker, wondering what the hell had just happened. The silence was becoming more and more deafening and Sara was searching desperately for something to say. She didn't had to search for long because Grissom soon entered the room.

- « Catherine, Sara, new assignment. There's a breaking and entering that went wrong at one of the house outside the city. I want the both of you on it. »

He didn't even bother to look up from the sheet of paper he was reading.

The two women had no time to answer for he was already going back to his office. Sara raised a questioning eyebrow before Grissom's attitude. She and Catherine looked at each other and Sara shrugged.

- « Well at least we have something to do now… »

Catherine nodded but didn't answer. She just took off and headed towards the parking lot without even trading a word with Sara. The brunette sighed for the thousand time since the beginning of the shift. ' Wonderful. Now she won't even talk to me! This case should be interesting….'

Shaking her head bitterly, Sara put her cup of coffee down on the table and exited the room, following the path of Catherine…