Chapter 17

Next Day

Both Sara and Catherine had been awake for a few hours and over that time they had contented themselves with making breakfast and savouring the silence that surrounded the house. As soon as Lindsey woke up, the silence would be gone for the day, instead replaced by an eager blonde tornado. Knowing they would have to work tomorrow, it had already been decided that today would simply be a day with Lindsey. As the young girl wandered into the kitchen, Catherine greeted her.

"Morning sweetie, you have a good night's sleep?"

"Yeah," Lindsey replied, as she came to sit next to her mother at the table, "what's for breakfast?"

"What would you like?"

Lindsey's eyes flicked to where Sara was sitting, locking with Sara's, as if asking her permission. With a slight nod from Sara Lindsey answered "I want Sara to make me some of her pancakes."

"I can make that for you, Linds." Catherine said, looking at Sara.

"It's ok Catherine," Sara said standing up. "I don't mind." She moved over to the stove and made Lindsey her pancakes. Setting them down in front of the girl Sara received what was possibly the biggest grin to date from Lindsey.

Lindsey shovelled a forkful of pancake into her mouth, "Sara…dis is da best pancake ever."

"Lindsey Willows!" Catherine chastised, "You know better than to put that much in your mouth at once and you know better than to talk with your mouth full."

Lindsey shallowed what was in her mouth. "Sorry mom, but its damn good."

Sara saw Catherine raise her eyebrow and open her mouth about to have another go at Lindsey, but she cut her off. "You're welcome Linds, just try and take smaller bites, ok? And don't talk with your mouth full, swallow first."

"Sure Sara." Lindsey grinned as she dove back into eating her pancakes at full speed. She had finished in what seemed only seconds, and ran off back to her room.

Catherine looked at Sara with a mixture of shock and awe, "how did you manage to do that?"

"Do what?" The look of confusion completely covered Sara's face.

"Well, first of all…make food that she's so excited to eat. Secondly, get her to actually listen, and do what you tell her too."

"You and I both know she loves pancakes" Sara shrugged. "As for getting her to listen and pay attention to what I said, I guess I was just lucky this time. Well, that and I'm not her mother…you know what kids are like, they're practically programmed to ignore their parents."

Catherine gave a nod, "Don't I know it. By the way Sara, you do realise Greg is still asleep in the guest room, right?"

"Yeah, I was waiting until Lindsey was up. I figured he needed all the rest he could get." She grinned, "He probably won't even remember where he is."

"Be nice Sara. Did you want me to go and wake him or…"

"I've got it, Cat" Sara interrupted. "I think I better take him something for the headache he's bound to have." Sara smiled as she left the room.

* * *

Sara knocked on the door as she entered. As she looked at Greg on the bed though it was clear that he was still fast asleep. She walked over and sat on the edge of the bed beside him, and began to gently shake him.

"C'mon Greggo, wake up buddy."

Greg groaned, and his eyes opened before quickly shutting. "Argh, why does it feel like there's a brass band playing at full volume in my head?"

"That would be because as always you drank too much," Sara replied with a satisfied grin.

"If you're going to be like that just go away and let me die here in peace."

Sara shook her head "Can't let ya do that Greggo. Catherine wouldn't approve of you dying in her guest bed, I'm sure."

"I'm in Catherine's guest bed?" His eyes roamed the walls, and settled on a small framed picture that was clearly of a slightly younger Lindsey Willows. "Damn, so you and Catherine had to share a bed?"

"Greg, we're dating…we already share the bed."

"You mean I slept while you two were having hot sex last night?"

Sara laughed at the horror Greg's voice held for having missed such an event, "Relax, you didn't miss anything. There was no hot sex involved."

"But you do…you know…"

Sara rolled her eyes. "Yes Greg, we've had sex." Greg's eyes lit up, but she cut him off before he could say anything else "and no, I'm not going to give you any details."

"Still Sar, that's hot!" He grinned at her. "I bet its wild sex too. I mean with Catherine it must be…"

"GREG! Don't even finish that sentence."

Greg shrugged, "I'm just saying."

"Yeah well, don't. I know you have your little fantasies and everything, but that's what they'd better stay, and I don't want to hear about them."

"Yeah, yeah." Greg sat up leaning against the headboard and looked to the bedside table. "Is that water and pain killers?"

"Yeah, although I'm beginning to think I shouldn't have bothered."

Greg grabbed the pain killers and swallowed them down. "I love you Sara."

"What, for the pain killers?"

"Yeah, but also as a great friend. You know I think of you as a best friend and big sister. But I hate to break it to you…I'm a guy…"

Sara laughed and interrupted "that's good to know, I was beginning to wonder."

Greg scowled, "What I was saying…is that because I'm a guy I do find the thought of you two kind of…hot. But, I don't mean any offence by it, you know?"

Sara nodded her understanding, "I do know that Greg. But I just want you to be careful. I don't want anyone else to know until both Catherine and I are ready to deal with the consequences."

"I really think you should think about making that sooner rather than later Sar." Greg said seriously. "I mean, you work with CSI's for crying out loud. If you don't tell them soon they might just work it out themselves."

"Yeah, I know. That's what I'm worried about."

"Then why not just tell them? Do you really think they'd judge you that harshly? We all love you, and Catherine, and all we want is for you both to be happy."

"You never know how they'll react. Generally I don't think there'd be a problem…"

"Then back to my question, why not just tell them now?"

"Because I don't think that Catherine's ready to be all out there like that. And until she's ready, we won't be doing anything."

"That's a risky plan Sara."

"That's a relationship." Sara said with a smile. "And having been with Catherine, I don't think I can ever be without her. So whatever she wants…she's gonna get."

Greg grinned at her, "Oh Sara, you are so doomed. And both those Willows women have you wrapped around their little fingers."

Sara grinned back at him, "and isn't it great?"

"Who ever would've thought Sara Sidle would end up like this?"

Sara ignored him. "If you want a shower or breakfast just help yourself." She ruffled his hair and stood up. "Oh, and I think there's some gel in the cupboard under the sink in the bathroom." Sara said with a grin as she left the room.

"Funny Sidle." Greg yelled after her.

* * *

"I was beginning to think you'd got lost" Catherine said as Sara entered the room.

"You know what Greg's like…" she shrugged, "he likes to talk. And I couldn't resist a little bit of teasing." She said with a grin.

Catherine laughed, "I hope you didn't pick on him too much."

"Of course not." She replied settling onto a chair next to the blonde.

"What did you say to him then?"

"You know…just that we had mad monkey sex and he slept right through it."

Catherine smacked Sara's arm, "you did not!"

"No I didn't. But I did tell him he'd get no juicy details on our love life. Oh, and I told him just to help himself to a shower or breakfast or whatever else he wanted."

"My, aren't you kind?"

"Mmhmm, that's me babe." Sara said leaning in. She kissed Catherine's mouth passionately.

Catherine moaned and kissed the brunette back, "so kind." The kiss became more heated, and soon tongues came into the equation. The moaning only grew louder as their tongues duelled for dominance, neither willing to let the other win. Sara pulled Catherine to straddle her thighs, and moaned louder again as Catherine began to grind against her.

A cough from the doorway brought the pair back to reality.

"Excuse me." Greg said with a huge smile, "Feel free to continue" he nodded in the women's direction.

"I don't think you could handle it Greg" Catherine said with a smirk.

"Why don't you give it a try?"

Catherine turned back to the brunette whose lap she was still straddling. Blue eyes begging the question met brown, and Sara kissed the blonde. Passion, hunger and lust ruled the kiss. Tongues again duelled for dominance, this time as Catherine began to grind into Sara, and the brunette grabbed the blonde's backside, pulling it closer to her. Sara broke the kiss moving to nibble on Catherine's earlobe. Catherine groaned as Sara played with her earlobe. Sara finally pulled back and placed a chaste kiss on Catherine's mouth. The pair grinned at each other and turned to look at Greg.

Greg was standing where he had been when he issued his challenge. His mouth had fallen open, and his eyes were wide.

"Shut your mouth Greg." Catherine said.

Greg snapped his mouth shut and blinked. "OH MY GOD! That was so HOT!"

"So Greg," Sara said getting right down to business "you want me to drive you home?"

Greg shook his head to try and his mind, "what Sara?"

"Do you want me to drive you?" Sara grinned, as she repeated her question very slowly.

"Uh, yeah. Thanks."

"That's ok," Sara said with a smile as she slid Catherine back onto her own chair before standing up. "I'll be back soon babe." Sara said to Catherine as she gave the blonde a quick kiss. "C'mon Greg, let's go."

As Sara and Greg were leaving Catherine called out, "Oh and Greg? That was a one time display just for you." Greg blushed a fierce shade of red. Catherine and Sara laughed at him as he and Sara left in the direction of Sara's car so she could drive him home.

* * *

Once Sara had dropped off Greg, she headed back to Catherine's place. Reaching Catherine's, she pulled up out the front and walked up to the house. She pulled the front door open, locking it behind her and threw her keys into the bowl on the table just inside the door. She walked into the lounge and flopped onto the couch. As soon as the brunette had settled herself on the couch Lindsey came downstairs and flopped next to her.

"Hey kiddo, what's up?"

"Nothing Sara…it's just you promised we could do something today. You said today would be Lindsey day."

Sara laughed, "Yeah, I guess I did. What do you wanna do then?"

Lindsey pondered for a moment, "Can we go to the desert?"

"The desert? Why?"

"You know how I'm doing that project on the desert?" Lindsey waited until Sara nodded, "well, I thought I could put some sand from the desert on my poster. To give it a more…desert-y feel."

"So you want to go all the way to the desert to get some sand?" Sara asked in amazement.

"Duh. Where else am I going to get desert sand?"

"Ok, ok. Uh, why don't you go and ask your mom what she thinks."

"Moooooooom!" Lindsey yelled out from where she was sitting on the couch.

"Linds, I said go and ask her, I could've yelled for her."

"But then I'd have to move, Sara." She rolled her eyes and muttered to herself "grown ups."

"What is it Lindsey?" Catherine asked as she strode into the room, seeing Sara she spoke to her, "Hey Sar, I didn't realise you were back."

"Mom, can we go to the desert?" Lindsey asked.

"What? Why on earth do you want to go out there? It's boiling out there Linds, you know that."

Lindsey sighed dramatically, "I need desert sand."

"There's sand in the backyard, just go and dig up some of that. There, problem solved."

"Mom," Lindsey whined, "that's not desert sand."

"This place is built on desert, who's going to know the difference between backyard sand and actual desert sand? Sand is sand…well, until you really look at it anyway." Catherine replied.

"I'll know mom. So please, can we go to the desert?"

Catherine looked to Sara in the hopes that she could somehow save the day. "Hey, don't look at me. She's your daughter; this is your stubborn side that's rearing its ugly head."

"Like you're any better?" Catherine mocked. "She's more stubborn with you around."

"Just as well we can't have kids then, isn't it?" Sara grinned, "They'd never listen to us."

"Funny Sidle" Catherine replied with a half laugh. "Look Lindsey, I really can't be bothered to go to the desert today."

"But mom…"

"Don't you 'but mom' me, you know it won't work."

"But Sara promised." Lindsey whined, and Catherine's eyes flicked to Sara.

"Hang on, I didn't promise to take her to the desert. I just said today could be…" Sara groaned "Lindsey day."

Catherine rolled her eyes at the brunette, "Way to go Sidle. Well, seeing as you got us into this mess, you can get yourself, and me, out of it."

"But Catherine…"

"Uh, uh Sara. You shouldn't have opened your big mouth now, should you?"

"But I was out in the desert yesterday with Nick working a case, if I had of known…" A thought had suddenly occurred to Sara. "Hang on a second; we might be able to fix this so we all win." Sara grabbed her phone and walked out of the room to make a call.

* * *

Sara dialled a familiar number and after a few rings the phone was answered by a man with a heavy Texan drawl "Stokes."

"Hey Nick. It's Sara."

"Oh hey Sar, what can I do for ya?"

"Are you still working that desert case that we pulled yesterday?"

"I sure am, but I thought you were off today."

"I am, but look, I need a favour."

"What is it? I'm just about to head back out to the scene."

"Excellent. Look, would you be able to bring me back some sand…from the desert?"

"Uh, sure I guess I can. You're not some weirdo who collects sand are you? Because if that's the case then…"

Sara cut him off, "No, no it's for Li…" she paused, 'crap, I nearly gave my relationship with Catherine away' "it's for my friend's daughter; she's doing some project on the desert and wants sand."

"Ok, cool. I'll bring some back for you then. How much do you need?"

"I dunno, whatever you bring back will be fine. Thanks Nick, you're my hero. You've saved me a drive to the desert, I owe you one."

"No worries Sar. I'll see you at work." He said as he hung up. Sara grinned to herself, and put her phone back into her pocket as she walked back to where Catherine and Lindsey were waiting.

* * *

"I am a genius." Sara said with a huge smile as she came back into the room looking victorious.

"What've you done, Sidle?" Catherine asked, looking at her suspiciously.

"You know how I said Nick and I were working in the desert yesterday?"

"Yeah you said, so what?"

"Well, Catherine, it just so happens that Nick's going back out to the crime scene today…that's in the desert…and he's agreed to bring some sand back for me." Sara grinned again.

"Well played Sara. How did you explain wanting sand of all things?" Catherine asked, impressed that her girlfriend had been so creative.

"Honestly, I almost said it was for Lindsey, but I caught myself just in time. I said it was for my friend's daughter, which technically wasn't a lie."

"I am very impressed Sara."

"But its still Lindsey day" Lindsey whined. "What about me?"

"How about we go for a swim and then go out for lunch, sweetie?" Catherine asked.

"Ok, but only if I can have pancakes…for lunch" Lindsey bargained.

"Fine," Catherine replied, "but when you turn into a pancake don't blame me."

All three laughed at the ridiculousness of Catherine's statement before changing and going out to the pool. They enjoyed a great day swimming and even enjoying their lunch on the strip, before heading home to relax and spend the rest of the day at home.

Thanks to everyone who's read this far…bear with me. I know I suck at updating, but we're getting towards the end now. Only a few more chapters to go, I think. So please as always leave a review and let me know what you think. Helps me to know what you guys do/don't like to see : )