For your patience my wonderful, amazing readers and reviewers, here is the last chapter. I hope you like it.

Love,
Jellicos

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Stage six: The relapse

She didn't know just how long she'd been sitting in her car. But she was sure she'd seen both Greg and Wendy walk into the labs while she'd been there.

Last night had been amazing. After the dinner they had made their way over to Sara's place, stopping only to pick up some ice cream for desert.

It had taken all her self control not to jump Catherine right then and there and her date sure wasn't making it easy for her. Every chance she got, Catherine had teased her, brushed up against her, giving oh so sexy smiles and looks, comments that made Sara turn liquid just thinking back on. But they had both decided it was too soon. Well, after Catherine had managed to make her into a wet puddle on the floor that is.

They hadn't talked emotions yet, Sara wasn't sure where she stood. But it was ok, because dear god the goodnight kiss had been incredible.

She decided to ignore the goofy smile she felt spread across her face at the memory, felt her body tingle as she thought of Catherine's lips to hers. Gripping the steering wheel she exhaled deeply.

She needed to get inside, go to work or something. Yes, work. Work was good, kept her focused on other things.

Although working with Catherine could have other consequences. Her mind drifted to her co-worker… Catherine working in the lab, meticulously looking over the evidence. Catherine in the lab, in her low cut top bending over the lay out table. Catherine in the lab, on top of the table withering beneath her… Ok, not helping Sidle!

Damn her overactive libido!

Looking at her watch she realized her shift started five minutes ago. With that she left her fantasies in the car as she jumped out and almost forgot to lock it. Halfway across the parking lot she remembered she'd forgotten her bag in the car.

Finally walking inside three minutes later, Sara was extremely grateful that the serum had worn off. She'd spent half an hour in front of the mirror this morning telling lies to her own image. It had been quite entertaining as she realised that she could tell the most elaborate stories to her mirrored image. It was less amusing to realise that she was a horrible liar.

Not that any of it did much good now, she thought as she walked into her assigned lab and saw Catherine standing bent over the microscope in her lab coat and glasses.

Sara knew she was doing this on purpose, leaning a bit more than she had to, and making sure her unusually short skirt was visible under the white coat.

Again she damned the serum, she damned Grissom, she damned his quite honestly freaky obsession with gross bugs that bordered on fetish, and she certainly did not forget to damn her treacherous body for instantly reacting to the mesmerising sight in front of her.

Catherine was humming softly, tapping her finger to the microscope in beat with the tune. For a fleeting moment Sara imagined how that body of hers moved, but she decided that was a dangerous path to walk, serum or not.

"Hey." Sara managed to utter almost flawlessly as she hesitantly walked in the room.

"Sara, give me a hand." Catherine purred, not even looking up from the scope. Sara had to bite her lip to keep from moaning.

"Uhm… sure." She agreed and walked up to stand beside the blonde.

"Here." Catherine said, finally taking her eyes away from the machine. She reached behind her and took hold of Sara's hand, pulling it with her to fasten it on the little knob on the microscope. "Look." She exhorted and Sara bent down over the eyepiece to get a good look.

She shivered as she felt Catherine's hair brush against the side of her face.

"I saw you watching me…" She whispered against her cheek, making Sara whimper.

She could feel the blonde smirking as she straightened up.

"Feeling better today?" She asked not even trying to hide the smugness in her voice at making Sara react so easily.

"I'll get back to you on that one." Sara replied honestly, not quite sure if she was going to survive this shift at all.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better we do have a crime scene to process today." Catherine said and watched with a smile as Sara's face lit up.

"Yeah?" She asked, suddenly feeling a bit bad about being so excited about someone else being in trouble. But Catherine's soft chuckle made things all better again.

"I do love it when you get all excited about things." She said with probably the most seductive smirk Sara had ever seen in her life. She was stunned at the fact that she could walk behind Catherine to the break room.

Everything she'd ever learned I physics told her that logically she shouldn't be able to walk once her legs turned to jelly. Guess it was just one of nature's flukes.

Like turning her legs into desert food.

Grissom was still scared off her and made his entrance and exit within thirty seconds. A new record for him.

While Greg, Nick and Warrick where busy trying to prove that the serum had worn off.

"Is your top pink?" Greg asked and Sara rolled her eyes at the fact that the young CSI had chosen to ask her about her top.

"No, it's green and you need to stop ogling it." She said with a teasing tone in her voice, never the less managing to bring a blush out of the man.

"That doesn't prove anything!" Nick exclaimed. "She wouldn't lye about her top and Greg is always ogling her!"

"I've got one." Warrick said self-confidently as he took his place directly in front of Sara. "Who in here would you like to make out with if you had the chance?" He asked, his green eyes gleaming with amusement.

"Nice one 'Rick!" Nick patted his friend on the back in a very masculine way and Sara made a repeat-performance of her eye rolling.

"Sorry boys, you're all out." She said with a shrug and smirked at the mock disappointed sounds emanating from all three of them.

"So it's me then?" Catherine asked from behind the boys making them all turn and their faces broaden in childlike excitement.

"I don't know, you any good?" Sara asked with a cock of her head.
Greg literally fell down on the sofa while Nick and Warrick sat down on two chairs close to the two women for front row seats.

"That's for me to know and you to find out." The blonde said, her eyes completely focused on Sara and her hands on her hips.

"Eeeh," Sara wrinkled her nose a bit and shrugged her shoulder. "Maybe later." With that she held up her keys and didn't even try to hide the grin on her face as she caught sight of three men who seemed to have been slapped across the face. "Come on, I'm driving."

"You just turned me down in front of the guys!" Catherine exclaimed as she caught up with Sara on the parking lot.

"What you gonna do about it?" Sara asked with a cocky grin on her face. She was loving this. It was payback time, and she was just getting started.

"Oh, I'm gonna get you for this…" Catherine promised and Sara's breath hitched at the flare of excitement in the baby blues.

"I'm sorry." She tried. Oh god she was doomed.

"Not yet you're not." Catherine promised. "Now drive."

It had been a long drive where Sara had to put all her concentration into not running them off the road.

Catherine on the other hand had her hands full with something else, mostly Sara's thigh.

They worked the scene as professionals, except for the occasional close brushes of bodies together. Sara could feel Catherine's eyes on her the entire time. In the cramped little apartment she could often feel the heat of her body, and hear the sounds she made as she adjusted her body to fit into cramped spaces or trying to avoid contaminating blood pools.

But the thing that did her in was when the heat got too much and Catherine pulled her shirt on, leaving her in nothing but a silky spaghetti-strapped top and a few beads of sweat running down her temples.

Sara needed better ammunition.

"I'm just going to put my kit in my locker; can you take these to Hodges?" Catherine asked her as they walked into the air conditioned labs about five hours later.

"Sure thing." Sara replied as she took the bags from the blonde, more than thrilled to be in the cool and not-even-close-to-secluded confinements of the CSI labs.

The day had been pure agony and Sara wasn't sure how long she could survive.

For a second or two she considered the idea of following Catherine into the locker room and pinning her up against the wall. But then, that would completely ruin her payback plan.

After dropping off the two big brown paper bags with Hodges, it took another two minutes before she head a loud cry from the locker rooms.

Leaning back against the wall with her arms over her chest, she smiled mischievously as she waited for her lecture.

She could hear the brisk tapping of high heels to the floor and the bellowing sound of Catherine's voice ringing through the labs.

"Sara Sidle I'm gonna kill you!" Echoed through the steel and glass walls coating the hallways, making lab techs and other intelligent people hide under their desks. "How dare you put those nasty little bugs in my locker! I'm going to ravage you senseless and-" Both the yelling and the clicking sound stopped and Sara couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Thank heavens for Grissom's freaky little bugs.

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Oh come on, you know what makes me happy;)