I've been ordered to update, and since I'm so accommodating….

Part Six

It's been three weeks since our first date. Three whole weeks of bliss. Not having to turn away when she catches me looking at her, three weeks of not having to fight the urge to kiss her or put my arms around her. We've had breakfast dates, dinner dates and movie dates. She buys me flowers and chocolate for no reason at all and she leaves me the cutest notes just to tell me she's thinking of me. We've taken Lindsey the fair, the zoo, the movies, swimming and shopping, of course the swimming was my favourite, Sara in skimpy bikini...need I say more. My daughter loves spending time with Sara almost as much as I do. And Sara's the first person in a long time to not only acknowledge the fact I have a child but actually wants to include her and spend time with her. To say I am happy right now would be an understatement.

Greg is happy for us too. I thought it would be awkward but it's not at all, he's genuinely happy for us and himself, since he's dating the receptionist now.

We came to work together for the first time tonight, getting strange looks from Grissom, Nick and Warrick, they each look at us for an explanation but I don't care to give one.

"You two came in together?" Warrick asks.

"I was at Catherine's." Sara offers, he clearly wanted a bit more information, and she's clearly not offering any, after a few seconds of somewhat awkward silence Grissom chimes in with our assignments for tonight.

I'm with Warrick and I know there's going to be questions. Sara gives me a wink as she leaves; it always makes me smile when she does that.

As we're on our way to the scene Warrick lasts a whole five minutes before asking about Sara, I'm impressed.

"So, what's with you and Sara?"

"What do you mean?" I know exactly what he's getting at but I want to see if he's put it together yet. I have no objection to him knowing, but I'm reluctant to face the inquisition I know will follow him finding out just yet.

"Well, you don't argue so much, you actually have conversations now, you never freak when you're paired with her lately, and now you're arriving at work together."

"And given the evidence, what has that brilliant mind of yours concluded?"

"Well, if it was anyone else I'd probably think you we're dating them, but this is Sara so there's no way." Oh how wrong he is. I must have been a lot better at hiding my feelings than I thought, especially if he thinks there's 'no way' I'd be dating her.

"So, I'll say you're making an effort at friendship."

Just then my phone bleeps with a text message I offer a quick apology as I flip it open. It's from Sara, 'just wanted to let you know I'm thinking of you, I can't concentrate properly, keep thinking of how sexy you look today, S x'

I smile and blush at her comments, she's so amazing, I contemplate teasing her a little but decide against it, settling for 'Good to know I'm not the only one suffering'

"Speaking of dating..." Warrick looks at me, obviously noticing my blush.

"New man?"

"Not exactly."

Thankfully we arrive at our scene and he's all business, saving me from more questions. But leaving me to wonder what me and Sara are to each other, friends? No, we're more than friends, but we're not lovers yet, yes we're dating but that really doesn't mean much these days, so what exactly are we?

I decide to somehow broach the subject with Sara sometime soon.

Our scene is pretty straight forward, but there's a whole lot of evidence to process so we're back at the lab working through it within a few hours.

I'm in the break room making a cup of coffee; I decided to have a break while Warrick runs some DNA with Greg.

I hear the door open and turn to see the woman of my dreams walk in; I turn around and lean back against the side "Can I help you?" I love playing games with her.

"Maybe you can." She says, sauntering towards me, putting a tiny bit more swing in her hips. "I'm looking for my girlfriend, she's about five foot six, red hair, big attitude but sexy as hell, don't suppose you've seen anyone matching that description?" When she finishes talking she's standing inches away from me, heat radiating from her, sexy smirk in full force. This is usually the part where I say something back but I seem to be stuck at the part where she called me her girlfriend. She notices my lack of response and asks me if I'm okay.

"Girlfriend?"

Her eyes widen a little. "Shit, sorry Cath I didn't mean to imply anything, I mean, I, well..."

"Ssshhh." I cut her off before she totally panics. "Is that how you see me, as your girlfriend?" She looks panicked; she's worrying how I'll react to her answer, whatever it is.

"Yes it is." I think my heart actually jumps when she says that. "I didn't actually mean to say it then, but yes, I'm not assuming you feel the same, but I'd like to think we're more than just dating, I want us to be more than that." YES, YAY, WOO HOO...

I bring my hands up around her neck pulling her closer. "Good, because so do I".

"Really?" Oh thank god, I thought for a second I'd just managed to mess everything up." She looks seriously relieved.

"No way babe, I was actually going to ask you about it." I pull her closer still, she's flush against me now, resting her hands on my hips, her close proximity starting to affect me already. I feel my body beginning to respond to her nearness and close my eyes, wondering when I became a hormonal teenager again. "We should get back to work." It comes out as a whisper even though I didn't intend it that way.

"Yeah, we should." She says but neither of us move. Oh screw this, I lean forward, kissing her with urgency, I feel a wild need arise in me whenever I kiss her, I have absolutely no control over my body when confronted with her. I tease her tongue with mine, hearing her groan. When oxygen becomes a problem I reluctantly drag my mouth from hers. Her ragged breathing and the way she's looking at me through half lidded, lust filled eyes really isn't helping the 'getting back to work' cause.

"God but you're good at that. Do you think anyone would mind if we just stayed here instead of going back to work?"

"I think Gil may have a few objections, buy at the present moment I'm finding it hard to care." And I am. I want nothing more than to stay in her arms.

"Do you think he'd mind if I put you on that table over there and had my way with you?" Jesus, I can't help the shudder that runs through my body. I never would have guessed she was this bold.

"Christ Sara, you need to stop saying things like that when were at work."

"So I probably shouldn't tell you I couldn't sleep last night for thinking about you, wondering what it'll feel like to..."

"Jesus Sara shh, behave woman." I stop her before she finishes, she's making me ache with need and I really want to lose control with her.

She pouts a little and it's damn adorable. "What if I don't want to behave, what if I think we've been behaving for long enough?" The expression on her face is deadly serious, and it's quite possible I'm going to melt. I don't trust myself to speak, if I do, I know I'll ask her if that table offer is still good. Thankfully her phone beeps breaking the moment we never should have been having in work anyway. Apparently it's a text from Nick; they have been assigned to help Gil out on a triple homicide that's just come in.

She's still standing close to me with one hand on my hip as she puts her phone back. "I really do have to go now." She looks at me for a second before placing her mouth right next to my ear and using possibly the sexiest voice I've ever heard says. "I may have to work right now, but make no mistake, after shift, you're mine, and trust me, behaving will not be on the agenda."

Oh god, my legs almost give out so I grip the counter for support, I don't think I'll survive her touch when her words alone affect me this much.

When I finally open my eyes, she's already gone and I'm just in time to greet Greg.

"Hey Cat, you okay? You look flushed" He regards me for a second before his eyes go a little wide. "Wait a minute, didn't I just see Sara leaving here, a little work time smooching eh, tut-tut, that's very naughty?"

I finally have the strength to go sit down; I smile at his cheeky grin. "Greg, that woman will be the death lf me, the way she makes me feel amazes me."

A serious look crosses his face before speaking. "I really am glad you're happy, and that she is too, it's about damn time."

"Thanks Greg, it means a lot, and speaking of happy, care to fill me in with the latest gossip surrounding your love life?"

We manage to get a bit of gossiping done before I have to go back to work; shift is going impossibly slow, probably something to do with my gorgeous girlfriend's earlier comments.

Warrick and I manage to get most of our evidence done before shift finishes. Sara still isn't back so I head to my office to do a bit of paperwork while I wait for her, on the way there my phone rings, it's Sara.

"Hey gorgeous, you heading back yet?"

"I wish, sorry babe but we're not even halfway through here, Griss has asked me to pull a double." Damn Grissom, still, it wouldn't be very Sara like if she left halfway through a scene.

"I think I officially hate Grissom right now."

She laughs. "I best get back anyway, I'll phone you later."

Well, I think a little teasing is in order, payment for earlier in the break room. "Okay babe, although I must say, I think it's unfair of you to get me so worked up, then not make good..."

"Believe me, I'd love to be making good on it right now."

"Oh well, never mind, I guess I'll have to take care of it myself." I hear her gasp. "You have no objection to me thinking of you while I..." I'm cut off by a slightly strangled. "CAT." Oh yeah, paybacks a bitch.

"What baby, I can't help that you make me really, really want to..."

"Catherine..." Again she cuts me off and I can't hold back my laughter.

"Oh you are so evil; I'm not talking to you any more."

"That's okay, I'm sure there are many more things you can do with that gorgeous mouth of yours that I'll find just as interesting." Oh this is so much fun.

"I'm going now, although how you expect me to concentrate on work is beyond me, I'll phone you later."

And with that she's gone, I'm still giggling as I make my way out of the lab, forget the paperwork, I was only doing it to pass the time till Sara got back anyway.

I crawl into bed a few hours later, slightly disappointed that Sara isn't with me, still as she said, this means more than that, so we got time.

Although with her words from earlier, I can only assume waiting is a thing of the past. I guess that makes turn about fair play, she may not know it yet but tomorrow, she is so mine and I can't wait.

Thanks for reading.

Sam