"How do you feel?" Sara ask Sofia carefully after they had finished their first cocktail in silence.

"The question is how do you feel? This isn't what you wanted."

"Sofia." Sara got her arm around Sofia and pulled her closer. "What do I have to do to make you feel not guilty? You didn't do anything wrong."

"But I feel like I ruined our day."

"Is there anything I can do to make you lose this feeling?"

"I don't know."

Sara looked at the ocean. This was complicated. Not because Sofia had told her about her feelings more because the blonde had admitted to have feelings she didn't want to have. It was something that was there and Sofia had stopped to ignore it and accepted it. Or at least said it out loud so she couldn't take them back, couldn't ignore them anymore.

"You know I envy you."

"Me? Why?"

"Because you said out loud what you feel. You are not afraid of your feeling, don't try to bury them somewhere so you can ignore them because they might not be what you want, might make your life not easier. But you are able to say them out loud and that's something I can't do. I always try to ignore unpleasant feelings, try to forget them, keep them out of my life. Even when I know they're not unpleasant in reality, they're normal, they're good. But they are something I can't handle at that moment, something that scares me in general and so I try not to listen to them. Not healthy and not smart."

"Telling somebody you like her when she doesn't want to know that isn't smart either."

"Just because I haven't thought of that you might like me it doesn't mean I don't want to know that. I told you it's a nice feeling to be important to you. I assume you don't like everybody."

"No."

"See. I'm special in a good way, that's a good feeling."

"Okay." Sofia closed her eyes. Suddenly she was very, very exhausted. She had a long day at work and telling Sara about her feelings made her psychological tired. "Would it be all right if I end the night for me and go to sleep?"

"Of course." Sara got up.

"You can stay here if you want."

"No, I catch some sleep too. From next week on I've to work and no time for sleep."

"The bed is ready for you."

"What about you?"

"I take the hammock."

"Isn't the bed more comfortable?"

"I'll be fine."

"That's not a proper answer."

"I won't let you sleep in the hammock."

"We could share your bed – if that's okay for you."

Sofia stared at Sara. "Is it okay for you?"

"Yes. Absolutely. And this is also okay." She pulled Sofia in her arms. "Do you think I'll try to avoid you? Use your brain, Sofia. Besides, my stones wants me next to you."

"Huh?"

"When I thought of taking the hammock alone there was no reaction when I asked you to share your bed it was warm again. Whatever that means for me, I know my stone likes you and according to Rhys it knows what's good for me. So far you haven't kicked or slap me when we shared a bed."

"I try to stay on my side."

"In that case I come over and hug you…cute, you blush."

"I don't." Sofia felt exactly how her head became red and she knew she looked like a tomato. Something that made her blush even more.

"You do."

"And you snore."

Sara laughed. This time she would stay cool. "I don't believe that."

"You do."

"I'll tape my sleep the next time and if you lied to me I'll tickle you until you can't breathe anymore."

"That's mean."

"That's me. I'm your mean bitch colleague, always have always will. But seriously Sofia, is it okay for you when we share your bed or would it be better for you when sleep in separate rooms? I don't want to make it harder on you."

"No, that's fine. I like to be close to you. If that's good for me I'm not sure yet but I think it would be harder if you stay away."

"Then I won't do that."

"Your stone wouldn't let you stay away." Sofia smiled.

"I'll throw it away again."

"Only to whine that you want it back an hour later?"

"I didn't whine."

"You missed it. You missed that it feels warm when we're together."

"I like you less smug much more."

"You like me anyway."

"Don't bet on that."

"I'd bet my life on that because it's true."

"Do I really want to live with such a smug person? I have to think about that again." Sara got her arm around Sofia and pulled her towards the bungalow. Yes she liked Sofia but that was no reason to tell the blonde so. Not when she was smug.

"I owe you an explanation." Sofia gave Sara a second pillow. It was a kind of strange to prepare her bed for two people, she hadn't done that for a long time.

"Do you?"

"Yes."

"What about?" There wasn't an open question. Nothing Sara could remember of.

"The island. Why it's my island."

"Oh, that one. Yeah, how you do get it? I'm sure you didn't buy it. A detective doesn't make enough money to buy an island like this."

"You're right."

"With what?"

"A detective can't afford an island like this and I didn't buy it. It was a present."

"A present?"

"Who gives you a present like this?"

"My boss."

"And he did that because of your lovely smile?"

"Sara, just because I'm a blonde and very sexy it doesn't mean I sleep with everybody to get what I want. My boss, our boss, is a married man and I don't have any affairs with married men. Never. Also not with men who are in a relationship. So no, I didn't sleep with him to get the island."

"Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. I'm kind of used to it, a lot of people think I'm cheap. Okay, the island wouldn't be cheap but you know what I mean."

"Yes. Arm?"

On Sofia's face appeared a wide smile. "That's an offer I can't put down." She placed her head on Sara's arm. Not only was she closer to the brunette this way, it was also easier to look at her with the arm under her head.

"If you don't lose this smug smile right now you'll lose the arm." Sara said as serious as she could.

"You wouldn't do that to me. Why don't get we back to the main topic? My island and how it became mine."

"I'm listening."

"It was during my first days as a diving instructor. Like most times when you found something new you like, you spend a lot of time doing it. I was the whole time in the water, not only during my work time. One evening I was out with my boat, on my way back home when I saw a boy in the water. He waved his arms helpless, struggled with the quite high waves and was obviously caught in the outgoing tide."

"Sounds familiar." Sara swallowed. Immediately Sofia placed her hand on Sara's to calm her down.

"He was around six or seven and all I could see was his dark hair and how his head suddenly vanished under water. As fast as possible I got my boat to him. A few yards before I reached him his went under water. Without thinking I jumped into the water and dove after him.

Luckily I got him right away, grabbed his hand, pulled up and managed to get him to the boat. He had lost conscious, I pulled onto the boat, started CPS. It had to be his and my lucky day, he responded after a few seconds, spilled a lot of water, coughed but was fine. Now I had time to really look at him. It wasn't a guest I rescued it was the son of my boss.

I got him home, left and went back to my room in the staff house. Less than an hour later my boss, his wife and his son stood in front of my door. They wanted to thank me and didn't want to hear that I did nothing more than my job. I denied the offer for a boost of money nor did I want any flashy clothes. What for? I'm a diving instructor I wear a wet suit and they are all the same.

The next day my boss came along and told me he won't accept that I don't want anything for saving his son. He told me if I don't want money he had something else and I had to take it, no matter if I liked it or not. Not the best things to tell me but when he said he wanted to give me the island I was too surprised to say no. I managed a why and if he was sure which answered with that the life of his son is worth more than money and he'd owe me favors for the rest of his life. The island was the best he could think of. It gave me the chance to have my own place, not to share and it was the most special thing he could think of. He and his family lived there before they moved to their new place, the island was used for guests of the family, now it was mine.

People don't offer you an island in paradise every day so I took it. As a detective I wasn't supposed to take presents for my job, as a diving instructor my job is to teach people how to dive. Saving a boy's life isn't part of the job so I made the decision it wasn't a present for my work and I can take it. One of the best decisions I ever made.

Now you know how I got my island. No sex, no blackmailing. Disappointed?"

"Not at all." Sara laughed and hugged Sofia. "This version suits you much better. You're a heroine. From a detective who saves lives on the streets to a lifeguard who saves lives in the water. It's your destiny to save people."

"I'm don't think so, that's sounds…too much."

"It's true."

"Lets say sometimes I might have the talent to be at the right place at the right time and help people out."

"You help your neighbor out when she needs milk or sugar, you save lives."

"Somehow it's always my job to make sure people are fine. No matter if on the streets or in the water."

"Lucky for all of us you're very good at all the jobs you do."

"Even as a CSI?"

"Yes." Sara blinked. "Even as a CSI." She pulled her arm away and Sofia's head fell down onto the pillow. "I told you if you don't lose the smug smile you'll lose the arm."

"That's all right I take the shoulder." Still smiling the blonde snuggled closer onto Sara and placed her head on the brunette's shoulder, an arm over the belly. This was better than the arm.