Grissom walks by Catherine and Sara as they come in. "In my office. I need to talk to both of you."
Catherine bites her lower lip as she looks at Sara. Sara in return glances at Catherine, smiles and winks at her. Catherine blushes. Damn, she's cute! God, focus now. Focus. We're not in the desert anymore. Oh, god…the desert. Damn it. I still can picture her, taste her. Shit! Focus. Focus. We're back at work now. Concentrate. Focus. Process the evidence of the body. Oh, god. What a body Sara has. Oh lord, her hands. Her hands….
"Catherine? Are you okay?" Grissom turns around and looks at Catherine with curiosity. "You're flushed. Are you feeling sick?"
The older CSI glances at Sara who was smiling standing next to Grissom. "Its the weather. It was hot and sweaty out there." Sweat. Sara's skin smooth and soft. Covered with sweat. Glistening with the moonlight. Her...
"Catherine? Catherine. In my office now, please. Catherine?" Grissom takes off his glasses and pinches the bridge of his nose.
"Yo, Catherine!" It was Sara's loud voice that brought her out of her trance.
She looks at Sara who points towards Grissom. Catherine exhales and slowly walks towards his office. Oh lord, this is going to be a long night.
"Hey, Gil. Can I drop my camera with Archie?" Catherine hold up her camera. Hoping to take a break and not come back.
"This won't take long. Please sit." He gestures to the two chairs in front of his desk. Both women sit.
"Now, what's up with the two of you? David has been here for two hours. Autopsy has been done. And we have been waiting for the two of you to arrive so the evidence collected can be processed. What could have been a fast track case has been pushed back. Worst, it's only a thirty minute drive! Ecklie has been on my tail harping about the two of you. Catherine?"
Catherine couldn't look at her boss, instead found interest twirling her ring around and around on her finger. Oh, god my hands. My hands were all over her. Touching her, caressing her. Savoring every inch of her…Damn it! Concentrate! We're in Gil's office. Focus!
"Catherine?" Grissom leans forward.
"I had to fix the truck." It was Sara who spoke up. "We had to drive slow, the engine made..kind of like moaning noises."
"Moaning noises, Sara? What do you mean by… moaning noises?" Grissom creases his brow as he looks at Sara.
Sara takes a quick glance at Catherine, "she made moaning noises. The engine sounded like it was… moaning, like a low humming noise. Got louder, too. Depending on my speed. So we stopped. And I checked under her hood to see why she's making that noise. Took me awhile. Had to make her do that moan so I could see why. And it was a loose cable. I reconected it, drove home and now here we are."
Catherine looks at Sara with bewilderment. Unable to move. Is she describing me? Is she saying this to Grissom? Oh shit. Did I make too much noise when her naked body was on top of me? Did I moan too loud when her hands were slowly touching every part of me? I don't remember if I screamed her name when I came the first time. But definitely I know I did on the second and third time. Damn, the look of contentment on her face when I felt so exhausted. Sara's hands feels so….
"Catherine? Catherine." Grissom claps his hand in front of her bringing her back to reality.
"Huh? Sorry, Gil. What was that again? I'm sorry. I'm just a bit preoccupied." Catherine runs a hand through her hair. And memories of the events that happened in the desert flooded back again. Of Sara tracing her finger slowly on her face pushing her hair back as she kissed her neck lightly. The feel of the younger CSI's fingertips sent shivers across her entire body. Catherine thought of the feeling of Sara's hair falling freely on her body as Sara kissed her way down. How it tickled when her hair passed through her breasts then stomach, how she arched toward her, how her breathing quickened with every touch of the brunette.
"Catherine? Are you okay? You don't ….seem well." Grissom looks again at Catherine with a concerned look.
"Huh? I'm so sorry, Gil. I'm… too much is going through my head right now." Catherine shakes her head in apology towards Grissom.
"Hey, Catherine," Sara leans towards the blond and places a hand on top of hers, "go home, I can finish up. Its just tagging and labeling anyway."
Catherine stiffens at the brunette's touch. Damn, the effects she has on me. She's teasing me now, look at that smirk on her face. She knows what she can do to me. Just a touch. Just a touch of her hand is making my heart beat out of wack. How much more with both? Focus, Willows. Grissom is trying to read me. Shit! And Sara just won't stop!
"Catherine, go home. Sara can finish up. Go." Grissom stands up, walks towards the door and opens it. "Go, Catherine. Get some rest."
Sara stands up and squeezes her hand. Then runs her fingers lightly all the way to her shoulders as she walks out. Catherine still sitting, grins, god, she's such a tease.
All the while Grissom saw the little gesture, and cocks his right eyebrow up. He closes his office door behind him as Catherine was getting up. "Catherine, sit down please. Let's...talk."
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comments, suggestions please...i know it's short. it's been a loooooooooooooong week...