Thanks for the reviews guys. You have no idea how happy they make me. Oh, and to clear up any confusion; I was kidding about the threesome. That was a sort of a hypothetical scenario. So, no one get their hopes up.

Disclaimer: CSI is property of CBS. (CBS owns everything. It's insane.)

Rating: T, but the F word is used a lil more freely this chapter. Nothin bad.

Chapter 3:

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-Sara's POV

I've been laying here for at least an hour. Just watching her sleep. Her chest rising and falling slowly, a thin sheet draped carelessly over her body. She's perfect. Catherine Willows is absolutely perfect. But then the reality of us sinks in. That's right, I said us. Would there even be an us? Was sleeping with me just her way of saying 'thanks' for not calling her a fuckin maniac for kissing me in the locker room? Dear god, it was a thank-you fuck! That's almost as bad as a pity fuck!

My heart sank. That was probably it. I mean, up until a few days ago I had no idea that Catherine was even into women. Let alone me. I took my hand off of her stomach and turned to the digital clock at the bedside…3 hours till shift started. As much as it kills me I think I better leave. I lean over and kiss her on the lips softly one last time before I crawl out of bed, gathering my things, before I slowly slip out.

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-Catherine's POV

I walked into the lab half an hour early tonight. Of course I did wake up much earlier than usual. I remember feeling the weight on the bed shift then a very noticeable absence of the warm body that had been next to me. I was so hurt when I realized that Sara had left and though I had a pretty good theory on why this happened I wanted to hear it from her first.

I found her in the locker room tying her brunette hair into a ponytail, staring blankly at the floor. I smirked; this was probably my new favorite room because it's where Sara and I shared our first kiss.

"Sara…"

She jumped. "Shit!"

"Sorry I-"

"No…no i-it's ok. I'm just a little jumpy tonight."

I decided just to skip the pleasantries and get down to business. I tried to hide the pain in my voice but I think it was pretty evident. "Why'd you leave?"

Sara looked up at me. Her chocolate brown eyes looked so confused. Is that a good thing? I tried to study her expression further but she turned toward her locker.

"I thought it was what you would've wanted."

That sentence came out quiet but I heard it just fine. I cautiously took a few steps toward her before resting my hand on her shoulder. She tensed up but eventually relaxed.

"Why would you think that?"

She shrugged, still turned away from me. I bit down on my tongue in frustration. How were we supposed to have a serious conversation when she won't even look at me? I spun her around and pushed her back against the locker. I took a step closer. Our faces only inches apart.

"Sara," I started in a husky voice. "Last night was fucking amazing. You-were fucking amazing."

"Really?" Omigod, she's blushing. She's so damn adorable when she blushes. I just nod, not trusting my voice.

The next thing I know she's pulling our bodies unbelievably close and she's whispering in my ear.

"You were fucking amazing too, Cath." I smile and brush my lips against hers. Not forcefully, just lovingly enough so that she knew that I meant it.

We separated a minute later and she was glowing.

"Do you want to come over tonight?" I offered as I ran a hand up and down on her arm.

She frowned. I'll never forget that frown. She looked so torn, like she was afraid that I'd yell at her if she spoke. But I'd never hurt her like that or in any other way. Never.

"Um, I-I sorta have plans."

"What kind of plans?" I know that was none of my business, but hey, inquiring minds wanna know.

"A date…with Grissom."

Whoa.

I take a large step backwards.

"Oh," I start. What do you say to that? Seriously, because I have no idea. "That's ok. Some other time then."

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-Sara's POV

Oh dammit. I've gone and upset her. Good job Sidle.

"He asked me out last night in the break room."

Her blue eyes widened briefly. "Is that what he…"

I cut her off by nodding. That very moment I wanted to cancel breakfast with Gil so fast. I mean, I don't even know why I said 'yes'. I had a crush on him when I first started off here at CSI but that quickly faded and was replaced with my obsession with Catherine. And now that I knew that she liked me what did I need Gil for?

Support?

Rebound?

Love?

I'm not sure. I just know that if I do cancel on the older man it will probably tell Catherine just how I truly feel. And I'm not ready for that yet because I don't know if she feels the same way.

"Do you maybe want to do something the day after? Are you even off?"

She shook her head.

"No, sorry. What about Saturday?"

Saturday? I really don't think I can wait until then. Regardless, I nod my head and smile brightly which seems to lighten her mood because she walks back over to me and kisses my on the cheek. Right then and there I vow to never wash that cheek again. She winks at me one last time before strutting out of the room, same confidence that she always displays.

Damn, the power that woman has over me.

TBC….

Sorry, short chapter. Next one will either be Gil's and Sara's date or a lil somethin else. ;-)

Lol. So now please go review.

Nicole