Chapter Four

Disclaimer: Same deal as the last time.


"Hey, Lil," Scotty says, approaching me the next day at work, "you okay?"

"I'm fine," I lie. I barely slept the night before. After Scotty left, I couldn't help but remember the feelings I used to have for Kat.

It scared me, a little bit. I had always thought I was straight, and this is really the first time I've ever questioned whether I was or not. I've had tons of boyfriends, and have chased many men, but I've never felt for them like I felt for Kat.

As I stand in front of my locker thinking about these things, Kat walks briskly into the squad room. She doesn't even bother to stop at her locker. I try my best to avert my eyes from such a beautiful site.

"Lil, come on, we got a lead," Scotty says, tapping me on the shoulder a few moments later. He sees the look on my face and his face becomes softer, "You sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I'm sure," I say. I reach back into my locker, pull my gun out, and place it in its holster.

By the end of the day, we've wrapped up the case, and all we've got left is some paperwork to do. We sit at our desks silently, only speaking when we need to. Accidentally-on-purpose, I'm using Scotty as a bit of a middleman between me and Kat.

We work until about 7:30 pm; none of us feel like having to wake up and come to paperwork tomorrow morning.

"So, you guys up for drinks?" Nick asks us, standing up from his chair and putting on his coat.

"Sure," we all reply in unison. Only Scotty declines. I'm slightly surprised that Kat agreed to come.

"Okay," Nick says, "I'll meet you guys there." We all nod.

As I reach down to pick my coat up off my chair, Kat approaches me.

"Um," she begins. She sounds a little embarrassed. "Where are we going?"

I force myself to smile and say, "Just follow me."

"Okay," she says, but gives me a skeptical look. She seems a bit unsure about trusting me to lead her to the right place. I give her a reassuring smile and we walk downstairs and out of the building together.

We arrive at the bar to find Vera and Jeffries already waiting for us. They've grabbed us a table towards the back corner and have already ordered the first round of drinks.

Kat and I are forced to sit next to each other in the small booth.

We spend the next hour and a half or so just sitting and talking. We joke around about cases, discuss politics, everything, really. Kat's knee touches mine a few times. The first time, I move my leg away quickly. But the second time, I let our legs linger for a bit. The last few times, I wish that her leg never moves away from mine.

By the end of the night, I can feel some of my old feelings for her starting to come back. It confuses me, but right now, I just want to be near her.

Vera and Jeffries, claiming tiredness, leave before me and Kat. We don't stay much longer after them, but we did have some time together.

"You know," she says, reaching out to brush a few strands of hair away from my face, "I've been wanting to do this ever since I saw you that first time in Stillman's office…"

She cups my face in her hands and leans forward. I know exactly what's coming and I don't try to stop it. I close my eyes, mentally preparing for the moment.

Our lips meet finally. I don't pull back, and I even allow her tongue to slip into my mouth. I open my eyes, just for a moment, but it's enough for me to realize who I'm kissing. Suddenly, I pull back.

"Wh-wh-what was that for?" I manage to get out.

"Lilly, I'm sorry…I thought…" she begins to say, but I run out of the bar before she can finish.

I speed my way home, hoping not to get stopped. I run up to my apartment, and once inside, slam the door shut behind me. I can't believe I just let that happen. The thing is, I enjoyed it.

Trembling, I touch my fingers to my lips, stunned by what had just happened.

TBC…