A/N: It's time to kiss and make up according to a certain someone. Enjoy!

Chapter 38

'Sara, you sure you're awake…you sound like your still in dreamland.'

'Give me some time will ya… Some people actually need sleep.'

'I know, but last time I checked you weren't one of them.'

'If you don't stop badgering me I'm going to hang up.' I smile, I don't really mean it.

'Sor-ry.' She deliberately draws the word out.

'What's the reason of this phone call anyway.'

'Since when do you need a reason if you want to call a friend.'

'You have never called me without a reason.' And I know she has one now also.

'Well there's a first for everything if I'm not mistaken.' She says matter-of-factly.

'Sure there is, but I know you have a reason… so spill it.'

'Whatever…' I almost hear her roll her eyes. 'I just want to talk to you.'

'About what?' I ask confused.

'About what happened between you and my mom.' I knew she didn't just call me.

'Why?' my tone is friendly.

'Because I know you haven't talked to her in almost a week now and she's is becoming unbearable… You should see her, she is constantly complaining about everything, if I do my homework on the kitchen table she asks me why I don't use the desk she bought me, then when I do it at my desk, she asks me why I don't want to be around her… she is driving me crazy.' I'm feeling sorry for Lindsey, I know how good Catherine is at driving people crazy with her weird behavior.

'Sorry.'

'Don't say sorry, do something about it! Anything, just make it stop. Please!' she sounds worn out.

'Why do you think I can change anything about it?' where does she get the idea this is somehow my fault.

'Because.. when I mentioned your name, she almost started throwing things at me. I had to tell her that CSI would find pieces of the object in my skull when they would process my body. That seemed to calm her down a bit.'

I smile at her wit, this girl would make a great CSI, I don't just say that judging by this comment, sometimes she likes to discuss fake crime scenes with me. She has a great eye for details 'In that case, you're probably right. I'll tell you what I will do, but I need your help.'

'No problem.'

'I won't call her, she has been ignoring my calls so that's no use. I won't see her at work till Monday and even then the chance we get to talk or even see each other is small. So I was thinking of coming over… I know it's her night off but you have to arrange a sleepover or ask you're aunt if you can come because it will be a pretty heated conversation and I don't want you to hear it.'

'Sara, I'm not a child anymore… if by heated you mean you two are going to have mind-blowing sex I understand.' She's definitely not a child anymore, her statement leaves me flabbergasted for some time.

When I've overcome my state of shock I correct her 'No Linds, that's not exactly what I meant… And what do you know about mind-blowing sex anyway? Actually don't answer that or you'll give me a heart attack.'

Her laugh filters my brain 'You're so funny. Just for the record I don't know anything about mind-blowing sex yet but I overheard her talking to aunty Nancy when you two were together.'

She talked with Nancy about our sex life… I'm blushing. Although I asked her not to talk about sex anymore, she had to continue. 'Could you arrange something let's say I'll come over around six tonight…'

'Sure thing. Thanks Sara, you're the best!' she squeaks, she might be a teenager now but sometimes she's still little Lindsey.

My plan to win Catherine back is set into action. Lindsey has arranged a sleepover and informed Catherine she has to go over to a friend to work on a project for school. She also asked if it was okay if she spent the night there since that would be easier. Catherine unaware of our evil scheme complied.

I just got of the phone with Lindsey again and now I need to get ready. First a shower, then eat something and some shopping is in order too… The first two things I managed in a heart beat, now it is shopping time. I want to buy her something in a way of apologizing, I know she likes flowers. Eddie just wasn't the type to buy her flowers and I believe none of her jerk boyfriends were either, they were only after one thing…

I'm standing in a flower shop looking at all the colorful flowers. I don't want to give her a rose, they are way too cliché. I want to give her something special, something totally me… The flower-shop girl comes over to me, standing rather close. I look at her and she gives me a flirtatious smile. Mhmm…a flirting shopkeeper can come in handy. I estimate this girl is about 20 years old, she has light brown hair and piercing green eyes, she's tall only an inch shorter than I am.

'Can I help you?' she asks in a husky voice.

'Actually I'm pretty sure you can…' I deliberately make eye contact with her, a blush forms on her cheeks.

'Tell me what you need.' Although I made her blush, her voice is still steady and full of confidence.

I turn my body in her direction and take one step closer, I bring my mouth next to her ear and say in a low whisper 'I think you know exactly what I need.'

Her breath catches and a soft whimper escapes her lips. I pull back a bit and look at her, her body is flushed, I run a finger along her arm and she is about to faint from the excitement. I smile to myself 'I need a special flower. A beautiful one, one that can stand alone doesn't need a whole bouquet to go with.'

'Give me a minute.', she walks to the back of the shop and comes back with the most special flower I have ever seen, I don't know what it is and it doesn't really matter. It has a long dark green stem, no thorns. It has long oval shaped petals which are pink with yellow smears, when you look at them from a different angle they appear to be sky blue. Told you they come in handy. I don't think she would have gotten me this one if I hadn't flirted with her a bit.

'It's beautiful. How much?' I'm still staring at this enigmatic flower.

'For you it's free.'

'I insist on paying for it.'

'Just promise me we'll go for a drink sometime and it's all yours.' I believe she was talking about more than the flower, but I agree to take her out some time telling her I'm spoken for though and accept the now gift wrapped flower.

I'm standing in front of Catherine's still closed door, I'm sweating and taking deep breaths in order to calm myself. I haven't knocked yet, she is still oblivious that there is someone standing outside her door. If I don't knock soon I'm going to lose my nerve… I should have spoken with her way earlier, I have the feeling it might already be too late. But I have to do this, if not for myself then definitely for Lindsey.

I rub my sweaty palm on my pants and make a fist, I knock and inhale deeply. I can still run away… In fact I lack the capacity to move a muscle, my anxiety has paralyzed me. She opens her door agonizingly slow, I want to push it open and reveal myself and at the same time I hope it takes hours before she sees me.

The safe barrier of the door is gone and we are face to face, neither speaks. She blinks her eyes a couple of times as if she's not sure whether I'm real or just a lapse of her imagination. I open my mouth but it's dry and no sound comes out. She seems to be having the same problem, she slowly steps back in a gesture to grant me access to her house. Still my legs refuse to obey my brain. She turns back to me, pleading me with her eyes to follow her.

She smiles slightly at me and that seems to be the trigger for my legs as they kick into action and step over the threshold. She's genuinely delighted I didn't run away. She closes her door, I walk over to the couch but don't sit down I just wait until she is standing next to me. Without saying a word I hand her the flower, she looks at it and her eyes widen. 'It's lovely.' I smile at her.

I cough to clear my throat and hope I'm finally able to talk 'I'm glad you like it. It says I'm sorry.' She walks to the kitchen and puts it in a vase which she puts on her counter, in clear view from every angle of her house.

She comes back and I see her eyes brimming with unshed tears, she pulls me into a hug. 'I'm sorry too.' She mumbles into my chest, where her head is resting. We don't pull back, both savoring the moment and each other's closeness.

When I feel something wet through my shirt I realize she's crying, I hook a finger under her chin and make her look at me, I kiss her tears away and she pulls me even closer to her. I can feel her body heat emanate from her. I kiss the top of her head and steer us in the direction of the couch, we sit down not losing contact. 'I have missed you so much, I regret every word I said, I was just angry and frustrated, can you forgive me?'

'You were forgiven the moment I laid eyes on you. Can you forgive me too for not listening to you?'

I just smile at her, no words needed. I adjust our positions so she's lying with her head in my lap and I stroke her hair. Her breathing evens out, but she's not sleeping just resting comfortably. I love you!

'SAARRAA, you are totally my hero!!!' Lindsey's loud voice wakes me effectively. I almost jump out of the bed, but Catherine's waking form is cuddled firmly against me. I look at Lindsey who's beaming as a smile is slowly forming on my face.

'Good morning to you too.' I yawn.

'Morning??? It's almost one…' her smile turns into a smirk. Please don't let her say anything about mind-blowing sex! 'I thought you had a different opinion on heated conversation.' She crosses her arms in front of her chest.

Oh no too late! I hope Catherine's sleeping mind didn't register Lindsey's words. I look at her and she staring at me with wide eyes, guess she's just as awake as I am. Damn! I blush fiercely. 'Hi there.' My voice is a pitch higher than I remembered.

She doesn't say anything, she just stares at me. My blush only deepens and my heart beat's a bit faster, Catherine's arm is spread over my chest and I'm sure she can feel it. I look at Lindsey instead, pleading her not to say anything else however she's enjoying my discomfort far too much. 'Oh, I wasn't supposed to say something about that now was I?' she is undoubtedly making fun of me.

I scowl at her which only makes her laugh. I can feel Catherine's stare on me, I'm too afraid to look at her so I keep my gaze on Lindsey who's clearly out for revenge. 'Hi mom, so this means you will stop acting weird - finally, judging by the heated conversation you had…' Catherine moves her body a little and I glance quickly at her to see what's going through her mind at the moment. She is blushing bright pink too and she's also scowling at Lindsey, although I see something else in her eyes…confusion.

Of course she's confused, she doesn't have a clue what Lindsey is talking about, then it hits her and she turns back to me. 'So you two planned this whole thing?'

'If I say yes will you be angry?'

'No.'

'Yes.' I give her one of my famous smiles.

'So what did Lindsey mean exactly by heated conversation…did you have something planned I'm not aware off?'

My jaw drops, when I look back at Lindsey she bolts out of the room like lightening. I guess she knew from the look on my face how much trouble she was in. Catherine hooks a finger under my chin and shifts my gaze back at her. A smile firmly plastered on her lips 'You're cute when you're startled. You're amazing you know that?' she pauses 'You did all this just to make it up to me?'

'You weren't answering any of my phone calls so I figured I must have been in a lot of trouble…' she wants to interrupt me I don't give her the opportunity 'And just for the record by heated conversation I meant heated conversation. Lindsey's opinion completely varies from mine.' I hold up my hand in mock surrender.

'Yeah about that, what precisely does she think about that?'

'You'll have to ask her herself.'

She's obviously not satisfied with my answer, she straddles me in one swift movement and begins to tickle me until I'm begging her to stop. But she won't as long as I don't answer her question, breathing is becoming an issue and in a final attempt to make her stop I manage to grab her wrists and reverse our position, so now I'm on top of her, I push her hands onto the mattress so she's powerless. I'm breathless not only from our little game but also from our current position, I'm ogling her and she doesn't mind one bit. The tension between us is building again and I move out of the bed to prevent any further actions.

Catherine looks somewhat puzzled by my sudden movement and I give her an apologetic look 'Lindsey…open door…' she accepts it but she's not convinced that was my only motivation. It's not, I don't know why but I'm afraid of going further with her. It has been like this for weeks, something is holding me back. I lost her once, perhaps I'm not ready to lose her once more…

I'm staring too long at her before I move out of sight and into her bathroom. I take a shower and walk back into her bedroom only wearing a towel. When she sees me her jaw drops and now it's her turn to ogle. 'Sorry forgot my clothes.' I take them and walk back scared that if I would dress in front of her, she would jump me.

Fully clothed I walk over to her, she's still lying in her bed only on my side of the bed now. I sit down and run my fingers through her hair. 'Shouldn't you get ready for work?'

'I don't want to…' she whines.

'Cath as adorable as you are when you whine and pout like that, you have to get up or you'll be late.'

'No I won't get up.' Her pout only becomes bigger.

I roll my eyes 'Then you give me no choice.' I pick her up and throw her over my shoulder, I walk into the bathroom and put her in the shower, in one quick movement I remove the T-shirt she slept in and put the water on. All the way she was screaming frantically, which alarmed Lindsey I guess because she came running over to us looking worried.

When she sees what I have done with her mother, she pats me on the shoulder 'You are definitely my hero!'

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