Catherine caught the look that Sara gave her as she sat down with the tumbler and vodka and immediately got back up and went to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water, placing the tumbler of vodka she had already poured on the counter. I don't want to be drunk for this and it's certainly not right to sit here and drink in front of Sara. I mean, I wouldn't eat chocolate in front of a diabetic, shouldn't drink in front of someone with a problem with alcohol.

"I think I'd prefer water after all," Catherine said as she sat back down.

"No need to stay sober for my sake. It's your house, you can do whatever you want, Cath," Sara replied between bites of food. "This is really good."

Dinner went by quickly accompanied by light conversation between the two women. Sara stood and began to clear the table as they finished their dinner. "Why don't you go and have a seat in the living room? I'll clean up in here since you went and burned your hand and everything." Sara said with a gap-toothed grin.

Catherine took her bottle of water and went to the living room. "Sar, how about we watch a movie when you're done in the kitchen?"

"That's fine. Pick out something good—nothing too cheesy," Sara said over running water. "Got any comedies?"

"Let's see…lots of Disney movies."

"No Disney movies. Those are for kids," Sara said from the kitchen.

"Hmm--how about a drama? Something intense?"

"Nothing I have to think about too much. I just want to relax."

Catherine's eyes lit up. "I'll be right back. I think I have just the right thing in the bedroom," she called as she walked down the hall to the master suite.

Sara was placing the last of the dried dishes back in cabinet when Catherine came back from the bedroom. "Took you long en—Wow, you look nice, Cath. You changed?"

Catherine kind of stopped and twirled on the ball of one foot. "You really like this? I just wanted to put something on a little more comfortable."

"Well, it, uh, definitely looks comfortable. Are you sure you'll be warm enough in that?" Sara asked as her eyes traveled over all of the exposed flesh of Catherine's body. While Catherine appeared to be very comfortable in the short, teal satin chemise and matching robe, Sara was quickly becoming uncomfortable. She broke her stare, turned back to cleaning the kitchen and asked Catherine, "Did you manage to find something for us to watch?"

"Oh, yeah. I found something that I think we'll both enjoy. I've already loaded it," Catherine said as she walked toward Sara. As Sara was wiping the counter off, Catherine let her hands slide around her waist, "Sara, I think the kitchen is good. Now let's go watch a movie. It was your idea, after all."

Sara turned to face Catherine. "Cath, what are you doi—"

Her question was silenced by Catherine's kiss. "Come on, hun. I wanna watch some television," Catherine said as she took Sara's hands and started to pull her toward the living room.

"Hold on," Sara said as she picked up the tumbler of vodka and put it to her lips and downed it in one gulp.

"Sara, that was vodka. I didn't think you were supposed to drink anymore."

She didn't reply, she just took Catherine's hand in hers and led her to the couch and said, "Just push play." Sara couldn't believe her eyes when the movie started. "Catherine Willows. Is this what I think it is?"

Catherine just turned to her, smiled, and nodded.