Disclaimer: Well I still own nothing... Unfortunately, cause if Sara and Cath were mine they would have been together since a loooooong time

A/N: English is still not my primary language and even though i tried pretty hard to correct my spelling and grammar mistakes i have no beta reader so there will probably have some more mistakes. Sorry about that. BTW anyone wants to beta read this fic?

Oh and thanks every one for the reviews... You really made my day! And sorry for the long delay but i had troubles with my computer. I'll try to write more soon. Enjoy!

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Chapter 2 : Distraction...

Sara walked in into the parking lot just in time to see Catherine jumping in her SUV and shooting off at top speed..

'So much for a joint ride….' she thought bitterly heading towards her own SUV at a much more quiet pace … until she realized she had no address for the B&E other than « some house outside the city. »

She sworn and ran to her vehicle hoping Catherine had an address. If she did then the blonde certainly hadn't felt like sharing and now all Sara could do was following her. That was of course if she was able to keep her coworker in sight !

Cursing her blonde counterpart, Sara sided into the driver's seat of her truck and pulled out the parking lot. She immediately noticed Catherine's Denali. Sighing in relief, she followed her.

'Seems like she knows where she's heading…'

Once she was sure she wasn't going to lost Catherine's truck again, Sara tried to relax a little bit. She reached for the radio and skip through the stations. She finally found a good one and soon the end of a nice pop-rock song Sara had never heard filled the car. Playing with her fingers on the steering wheel, Sara did her best to clear her thoughts. She always tried to be as clear-headed as possible when driving to a new crime scene… That way her emotions wouldn't cloud her judgment and make her less objective and less efficient. Even though she knew some cases were bound to make her lost her nerves no matter how hard she tried to remain detached and objective.

The song ended, and a new one began… That one she knew. It was a song by Meredith Brooks, sang here by Alanis Morisette.

" I hate the world today
You're so good to me
I know but I can't change
tried to tell you but you look at me like maybe I'm an angel underneath
innocent and sweet
Yesterday I cried
You must have been relieved to see the softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover,

I'm a child, I'm a mother,

I'm a sinner, I'm a saint


I do not feel ashamed,

I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between, You know you wouldn't want it any other way… "

Hearing that tune, Sara began to hum along with the singer, unable to stop a smile from spreading on her lips. This song always made her think of Catherine.

'Uh uh… Bad idea…' She thought feeling a pang of emotions spreading from her stomach. She knew that sensation all to well. It was exactly the one she always felt whenever she was near Catherine or thinking of her. A strange cocktail of anger, respect, admiration and bitterness…. But also tiredness. The young CSI was so tired of all this tension between them! She wanted to be able to talk to the older woman, to confide in her. Sure she had Greg, Nick, or Warrick for that… even Grissom was able to bring her some comfort when he bothered to come out of his own little world. But no matter what the tee shirts said about parity, there were some things you just couldn't tell a man.

Sara shrugged. There was no point. She had already tried too many times to reached out for Catherine and every single one of those attempts at establishing a friendship had brought her nothing in return but indifference and snappy comments.

'I shouldn't even be thinking about her!' She admonished herself. Sara breathed in forcefully and then focused on her driving… But she soon found it impossible for her thoughts always brought her back to her blond counterpart.

"Stupid song!" she growled turning the radio off.

In search for a safe topic for her thoughts she started thinking about their new case… Breakings and enterings weren't exactly the most interesting cases on earth but quite often they ended up becoming a homicide… With some luck maybe that was going to be the case tonight. Sara rolled her eyes.

'With some luck!' Who besides her would consider a dead body to be a "lucky" night! If Nick had been there, there was no doubt he would have made one of his sarcastic comments highlighting how pathetic her personal life had to be for her to make such a wish.

Sara sighed. It was not that she wanted somebody to die for her to have an interesting case but that was the only way she knew of to busy her mind. That way she wouldn't have time to wonder about what had happened in the break room earlier…

"Wow! Good job Sidle!… You managed to last one minute before coming back to that incident!"

She just couldn't help herself. She couldn't forget the look of concern she had seen on Catherine's face and the gentle way she had put her hand on her arm. ' Gentle? No I must have dreamt that!' However, she would have sworn Catherine had blushed when she had realized how she had acted… As if caught red-handed.

No. That was impossible right? Must be the lack of sleep that made her imagine stuff… Catherine hated her. She had proved it thousands of times. She only wanted one thing, that Sara goes back to Frisco! It wasn't worth giving it a second thought ok? It wasn't because she wanted to bury the hatchet that Sara had to see signs of friendship everywhere!

Determined to stop those random thoughts, Sara focus on her driving and made sure to keep Catherine's black car in sight.

10 minutes later, Sara started wondering whether Catherine actually knew where they were heading… The older woman was just so stubborn, Sara wouldn't have been surprised to learn Cath had simply decided to jump in her car and go for the crime scene as soon as possible without even bothering to ask Grissom for any directions… Then she would have realized her mistake but refusing to acknowledge she was lost she may have just decided to drive around in hope to find the right place!

' Or maybe she's just less stupid than me and she called Grissom to ask him' Sara added inwardly as she saw Catherine hit the break and park her car in front of a rather nice residence on Pringston Avenue. Sara bit slightly on her lower lips and looked around before parking her own SUV behind Catherine's one.

It was a really nice house which must have been built for a family with children. A toboggan and a swing on the left side of the yard as well as some toys spread on the floor… A small bike, a ball, a doll...

There was a uniform leaning against his own car just in front of the house, apparently waiting for them. Probably a rookie seeing his attitude and the way he quickly straighten up as soon and he saw them, as if afraid to be admonished. Sara had an amused smile and grabbed her kit from the back of her car before walking up the alley toward the officer and the house.