"Hell, you know me. I just keep going, and going, and going." The older CSI smiles as she buttons her blouse. "Besides I'm making up for all the lost times we could've have."
"Ahh, point taken." Sara sits up and pulls up her jeans, "since it's my day off, that means there's more to come." She raises an eyebrow as she looks at the blond who was fixing her hair.
"Well, you said we'd go look at dealerships," she faces Sara and with a smirk, "plus you're hanging out with Lindsey today while I sleep. You promised."
"You're sleeping. Well, that's not fair." Sara gets up and slowly advances to Catherine, "I thought we could sleep together."
"Sara," Catherine kisses her and grins, "me and you together in bed, we'll never sleep."
"My point exactly. I just want to make love to you. Not a crime, is it?" Sara's hand slide down Catherine's waist, "if it is, then cuff me right now, baby."
"Ahhh, kinky, Sara. I like that. We'll ask Brass if he has extras for us to use, baby."
--oOo--
Sara tinkers with Catherine's car for an hour, finally she was able to get it started.
"Listen to that baby purr, Catherine!" Sara says proudly as she revs up the gas pedal.
"Sounds like a hyena being chased!" Catherine leans on the driver's door, "anyway, you ready? Do I drive this clunker?"
"We'll leave mine here and I'll drive. We can stop by the one near I- 28. That's a big lot."
"Alright, I need to get my purse inside first. And gimme your badge and I'll clock you out, too." Sara takes off her badge and hands it to Catherine.
"I'll meet you outside, Cath!" Catherine waves as Sara drives the car out of the shop.
---oOo---
"So," Greg says as he steps behind Catherine, "you and Sara?"
Catherine turns around and looks at Greg who had a silly grin plastered on his face, "what about me and Sara?" She said in all seriousness, she puts her hands to her waist.
Greg could feel the heat rise up his head, "Ah, nothing. Nothing. I thought you and...Nick said...he said...he said, oh, god... it's nothing, Catherine."
"Tell me, Sanders. Tell me what you guys we're talking about?" Catherine takes a step forward to the young CSI.
Greg backs up to the wall, feeling mighty uncomfortable. In a small voice, "Nothing."
"Spill it, Sanders." Catherine had that stern look in her eyes, a look Greg knew not to mess with her. But Catherine was enjoying this, she knew Greg always told her the truth, whenever she gives him the Willows look. He was her ears when it came to gossip and rumors. And now was one of those times.
"I bet Nick and Warrick you and Sara are dating." Greg wet his lips with his tongue. He shifts his weight uncomfortably, "Ummm, Is it getting hot in here?"
"Just you, Greg. How much is the stakes?"
"What? Twenty each. I'm in charge to find out. I'm sorry, Catherine. I really didn't want to..."
"Shut up, Greg. Just twenty? Go back and tell them that I'm giving you vague answers and they need to raise the stakes to... hmmm, Ben Franklins." Catherine raises both eyebrows and looks at Greg.
Greg's eyes widen, "A hundred each? Isn't that too much?"
"Not if you keep half." She says mischieviously, "so go, I'll collect tomorrow."
"Cath, I..."
"Go!"
Greg unglues himself from the wall and walks fast towards the locker room. Catherine smiles at herself and murmurs, "boys are nitwits."
---oOo---
"Hey, what took you so long?" Sara says as Catherine gets in the car.
"The boys are betting twenty to see if we're dating."
"Twenty?" Sara raises her eyebrows.
"My thoughts exactly! So I told Greg to raise it to a hundred." Catherine grins at the brunette.
"Well, that's better." Sara flashes her pearly whites back at Catherine.
Catherine leans and kisses Sara lightly on the lips, "Great minds think alike."
i know it's short.. had to get this out before the sun came up... reviews, reviews would be great. i'll make up with a longer chapter!