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Chapter 4
The drive to the airport seemed to take ages as the traffic was crowding the streets of Las Vegas. Sara's hands clutched the wheel –knuckles turning even whiter than they had been- as another car tried to force its way past her car.
Although she had to focus on the streets she couldn't help her mind from thinking back at the previous morning.
Their intention had been to just lie in each other's arms, trying to catch some much needed sleep. And at first they did –just lying in an embrace, Sara softly stroking Catherine's strawberry blonde locks who had placed her head on Sara's chest.
After minutes of silence, neither being able to sleep, Catherine turned her head –looking into dark eyes that were staring at her intently. Reaching up she let her slender fingers caress Sara's cheek –the brunette closing her eyes and leaning into the touch.
A content sigh escaped the strawberry blonde's lips as she felt Sara's arms pull her even closer. As Sara opened her eyes again she was staring into two sparkling blue pools, and couldn't stop a gap-toothed grin from coming onto her face.
Catherine's lips inched closer and Sara could feel the older woman's breath grace her lips. For minutes they just stayed like that –their breaths mingling, lips almost touching one another, and eyes locked.
They both saw it in each other's eyes –the love, the lust, the desire, the want- it all was there. And before their minds caught up with what was happening, their lips crashed on one another's, both trying to claim control of the kiss.
Catherine crawled on top of Sara's lean frame, one hand playing with strands of brown hair while the other found its way towards the hem of Sara's shirt.
'So far for not rushing into things…' was the last coherent thought in Sara's mind before she felt the hand of the older woman caressing her stomach.
Suddenly the honking of a car brought her back out of her reverie. Shaking her head fiercely Sara spoke aloud "Focus on the road, Sidle. This is not the time to get involved in an accident."
About twenty minutes later she arrived at McCarren Airport, quickly parking her car in a vacant spot right in front of the main entrance of the airport –flashing her CSI badge to a security guard who came her way, a not so friendly look showing on his face.
Ok, not that the badge gave her the right to leave her car there, 'But hey,' she thought 'desperate times call for desperate measures.'
Quickly passing the man, Sara walked into the main hall of the airport. The halls were filled with people –tourists, businessmen, stewardesses, security guards- the busy crowd resembling an ant colony. How was she supposed to spot Catherine in this crowd?
Suddenly she spotted a little girl with blonde hair accompanied by a strawberry blonde woman. Pushing through the crowd Sara made her way to them –a feeling of hope settling in her heart.
"Catherine?" Sara said as she tapped the woman on her shoulder.
Green eyes met hers as the woman turned around, and Sara felt the hope that had filled her heart just seconds ago vanish in thin air.
"I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else." The brunette said, quickly turning and fighting hard against the tears that were threatening to find their way across her cheeks.
Walking further into the direction of the departure gates, the brunette suddenly realized she hadn't specifically asked Warrick where Catherine was going to.
She had been in such a hurry to find the older woman that she had cut off the tall dark man before he could give her all the information she needed.
So, she grabbed her phone again, and dialed a number. After a few rings the phone was answered.
"Brown"
"Warrick? It's Sara. I'm sorry about before. It's just…"She started, but was soon interrupted by the tall dark man.
"It's ok, Sara. I understand." Warrick answered sincerity clearly noticeable in his voice.
Warrick informed her Catherine was going to Logan International, Boston. "Why is she going there?" Sara wondered aloud.
"I don't know Sara, she didn't say. She only told me she and Lindsey had to leave because…" he started "because she would only hurt you if she stayed."
Sara let out a huff 'As if leaving me doesn't hurt' she thought.
"Sara you've got to stop her."
"That's what I plan to d…" Sara said, trailing off as she checked a screen with departure times and noted that the flight to Boston had left fifteen minutes ago.
Noting Sara's lack of continuance Warrick spoke up "The plane already left?"
A single tear streaked across Sara's cheek as Warrick's word, combined with the information she just read from the screen, settled in her mind. 'She's gone, they're gone' Sara felt her knees buckle and quickly slid onto one of the chairs in the waiting area.
Warrick –who was still on the phone- felt rather than heard Sara's desperation. A plan started to form in his mind.
"Sara?" He asked, making sure the brunette was still there.
"Yeah?" Came the reply -Sara's voice nearly a whisper.
"I think I know a way to get her back, well…at least a way to get to Boston. I'll have to make a few phone calls. I'll call you back right after."
And with that said he hung up, leaving Sara alone with her thoughts about Catherine and Lindsey.
She still wondered how Warrick pulled it off. She was now sitting in a smaller business jet –owned by some successful Vegas businessman. Warrick had told her the guy who owned the plane owed him, Sara had been wise enough not to ask why, but only thanked him.
Sara's focus left the window and now glanced across the plane. Three men –all of them suited up, and into a very heated discussion.
The heated discussion reminded her of the talk she was going to have with Catherine once she would have found them. Closing her eyes Sara couldn't help her mind wandering back to thoughts involving her and a certain strawberry blonde…
The touch of Catherine's hand on her stomach ignited a fire within the brunette, and she knew she couldn't stop anymore. Her own hands started to roam over Catherine's back, and settled on the older woman's hips.
With a sudden push Sara changed their positions –her body now on top of the strawberry blonde's, and their lips never losing contact.
When the urge for air became too much to leave unnoticed they broke apart –their lips only a breath apart, and their eyes locked onto one another's.
Seeing the sparkle in Catherine's eyes, Sara raised her hand and let her fingers trace Catherine's beautiful face. She marveled at the feel of the soft skin underneath her fingertips, and noticed Catherine's deep intake of breath as she traced the strawberry blonde's delicious lips.
"I…I" Sara started, not really knowing how to vocalize the longing she felt for the woman who was staring at her intently. Blushing, she turned her head –breaking the spell-like gaze that had put her in some sort of trance.
Catherine reached out for Sara, cupping her chin –forcing the brunette to look into her eyes again. "I want you too" she said before claiming the younger woman's lips.
A moan escaped from Sara's throat, and Catherine took that opportunity to softly slide her tongue along the brunette's lower lip.
Sara started to tug at Catherine's shirt again, and this time managed to pull it off. She let her hands roam over the newly exposed skin. Suckling at the strawberry blonde's pulse point earned her a low groan, and within minutes all their clothes where scattered all over the ground.
Thinking back of how wonderful their lovemaking had been, Sara could feel her entire body respond to the memory of it all over again. But one of the businessmen's loud laughter brought an end to her reverie, and urged her to think of what to say to Catherine, how to handle things.
She had to make sure Catherine realized that she can't go a day without her, and that that, even though it scares the brunette as well, is a thing she has never felt so strong before. She has to know they can make things work when they're together.
With this in mind she started thinking of how to convey this all to Catherine. What Catherine means to her, how she could make the older woman come back. To Vegas, to her. And before she knew the plane started to descend, preparing to land at Logan International.
Although her plane had left fifteen minutes after Catherine and Lindsey's Sara managed to get to Logan International minutes before their plane would land.
Quickly she headed for the gate where the other plane would stop, her mind working overtime on what she was going to say to the strawberry blonde. The main thought that filled her mind now was that she wanted her to be the first thing Catherine and Lindsey would see once they got off the plane.
Sara spotted the little Willows woman, and by judging the look on the little girl's face she had been noticed too.
"Mom" Lindsey whispered, thinking her eyes were betraying her.
While walking through the gate, Catherine rummaged through her handbag, searching for her phone. Suddenly she felt Lindsey tugging her arm.
"Mom, look!" Lindsey tried again, this time almost screaming, surprise tangible in her voice.
Catherine's head shot up after one more tug of her daughter as she wanted to reprimand her daughter for her behavior…until she noticed someone's eyes staring intently at them.
Her blue eyes locked with brown ones as a gasp of surprise left her throat.
