Catherine was kneeling in front of the dresser in the bedroom looking through the drawers when Sara noticed her through the French doors in the bedroom. Catherine was so engaged in what she was doing that she didn't even notice that she was being watched. Sara stood there, as was her wont to do, and watched Catherine.
"You two are something else. If you ever get your shit together, you'll make one helluva couple," Detective Curtis said as she approached Sara.
"Hey, Sofia. What are you doing out here?" Sara asked of the leggy blonde.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing. We haven't been able to go out lately or talk—conflicting schedules, you know?"
"Conflicting schedules---or a new girlfriend?" Sara questioned with a gap-toothed smile.
"Guilty as charged. I suppose all the evidence is there, isn't it?"
"I would say so. And it doesn't hurt that Greg overheard Wendy on the phone with you a few days ago. And trust me, once Greg knows something—I know it."
"One person who didn't know was Catherine. She even tried to get me to wipe Wendy's lipstick off of my collar and lips before I came out here to see you. I guess she didn't want you to catch me cheating on you," Sofia stated very matter of factly.
"Really?"
"Really. If I had to guess, I'd say that she's a bit jealous. Green goes great with that hair of hers," Sofia chuckled as she walked away.
Sara entered the room that Catherine was processing with Catherine realizing she was there. Catherine was on her knees in the closet of one of the women who had been murdered. Even with the hoodie on, Sara noticed a patch of bare skin showing in the small of Catherine's back. She couldn't resist the temptation to bend down and do to Catherine exactly what she had done to her weeks earlier. Her timing couldn't have been worse.
Just as she placed her hand on Catherine's back and whispered into her ear, "Anything catch your eye yet?" Catherine had found a box of sex toys and had pulled one out to examine it further.
Sara's face flushed immediately as she realized what Catherine was holding and what she had just said. She knew that she would never live this moment down.
Catherine immediately dropped the toy and turned to face Sara. "Someone—not something-- caught my eye several years ago."
"Yeah? Who would that be?"
Dropping her eyes to the floor, Catherine barely whispered, "You. You caught my eye. And I've been too caught up trying to be the Alpha female in the lab to realize how much I was hurting you. Can you ever even entertain the thought of forgiving me?"