Once more….with feeling: Catherine

Once again I was walking, no storming into my office, stamping my feet as loud as I could. Not to get attention, but to release my anger. Jezus that woman always managed to get under my skin and piss me off to no end. I wonder if she gets off on it, or that she just does it for the kick. I do have to admit that when we fight, the anger between the both of us can rise to such a point that it gives me a rush.

I'm a people person, meaning that I need people around me to feel good, and fortunately I am good with people. You know they say that some people are dog people because dogs always like them? Well that's sort of what I have with people in general. I say people in general because Sara does not fit in that group. I still wonder what she thinks when we fight; does she really think she can win? I mean, we've been fighting for almost six years now, and most of the time she ends up losing. Not because she isn't smart enough, but because I have superiority, something that comes in damn handy if I might add. I feel I'm entitled to use my seniority every once in a while, I worked hard to earn it. Sara Sidle is probably the only person in the whole Las Vegas Crime Lab that doesn't care that I have a higher rank than she does, it's kind of hot.

I slam the door and close the blinds, so everyone knows I am not available at the moment. I plump down on my chair and massage my temples. That woman….she is driving me crazy. I wonder why we fight so much; it's just those little things she says that tick me off. I don't like it that she can move me like she does. Maybe there is more between her and me. Everyone thinks I'm unmoved by the fights I have with my brunette co-worker, but that is not the truth. I might have been a bit harsh on her in the beginning, but no one liked her arrival. No, I really care about Sara Sidle.

Suddenly I look up. Goddammit that must be it! I hit my head against my desk, that's it. Those fights with Sara, they aren't just fights; we just blow up because there is tension between us. And it's not just normal tension; this is the pure, raw sexual kind of tension. Do I want Sara in that way? Would it resolve the tension? Do I want the tension to be resolved? Hmm I can see myself with Sara; I mean she is a gorgeous woman. I've been with women before, this is no biggie.

I look up as someone storms through my door.