Hey guys! Sorry this has taken so long! I have been struggling with the plot and moving across the country, getting used to going to school again and not having a computer for a while definitely did not help. So...I hope you like it.

The Morning After

Sara woke up the next morning with a smile on her face. Attempting to open her eyes, she was greeted with the bright sunlight creeping in through the gap in the drapes. Rather then facing the light she chose to roll over and bury her head back into her pillow. She reached out hoping to snuggle up to the body that she had fallen asleep next to the night before but was upset when she only felt sheets – cold sheets. Bolting upright she looked around the room. Catherine was nowhere to be seen and neither were her clothes.

'She left,' Sara thought to herself as she laid back down and snuggled into Catherine's pillow. Her eyes were welling up with tears when she heard a key being inserted into the door. Blinking to clear her vision she looked up and saw Catherine enter the room, fully dressed with her cell phone in hand.

"Good morning Beautiful," the blonde greeted when she saw that the other woman was awake.

"Hi," was all that Sara managed to say as she propped herself up on one elbow.

Noticing Sara's odd demeanor, Catherine quickly sat down on the edge of the bed, "Sara what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Sara smiled, "Absolutely nothing."

"You thought I left didn't you?" Catherine asked taking Sara's hand in hers.

Sara paused sheepishly before admitting, "I was a little worried when I woke up and you were gone. Then when I saw that your clothes were gone I figured that maybe it was a little more of the alcohol talking then you originally thought last night."

"Well I can assure you it wasn't," Catherine told her. She slipped a finger of her free hand under Sara's chin to force her to look her in the eye. "I meant everything I said last night and I can only hope that you did too. I had to call Lindsay and tell her that we were in one piece since we didn't make it home last night. I told her that we all had a slumber party in Jordan's room. As much as I would have liked to have left my clothes here for you, they frown upon walking around naked in the halls."

All Sara could do was smile before taking Catherine's face in her hands bringing their lips together. Catherine smiled into the kiss when she felt herself being pulled onto the bed so that she was lying on top of her younger lover. Sara's hands began to wander up and down the blonde's sides before dipping under the hem of her shirt to touch the skin just above the waistband of her jeans. Things started to heat up as Sara brought her hands forward to unbutton Catherine's shirt. She moaned disapproval when Catherine not only pushed her hands away but also broke their kiss.

"Sweetie, as much as I would love to continue this right now, I am afraid we can't. Your best friend is across the hall getting ready for her wedding and we have to get ready too – which requires us going back to our places to get our clothes for the ceremony."

Sara pulled her hands out of Catherine's and continued her assault on her lover's sides as she responded, "Well, I actually have my clothes in the car," she told her as she began trailing kisses down Catherine's neck, "and I bet that we can find you something ceremony appropriate in one of the stores downstairs."

"We promised that we would help Jordan get ready," Catherine said trying her hardest to sound as if Sara's ministrations were not having an effect her.

"Jordan is a big girl but if she really needs anything she has Lily, and considering how we ran out of her room last night and into the room that she booked for us – specifically for this reason – I think that she will understand if we are a little late to help her," Sara said before she nipped at Catherine's pulse point.

Catherine sat up momentarily, "Bag of clothes in the car Sidle, that's a little presumptuous don't you think?" Sara could only look up at her and smirk while trying to fight the blush that was creeping up her cheeks. "And they better have something downstairs I don't want to go to this wedding looking like crap because of you. We might have just started this but I have no problem putting this on hold for a while," she continued to tease.

Sara smiled up at her before flipping them over so that she was pinning Catherine to the bed. "Trust me Cath, you couldn't look like crap even if you tried, but I promise I will do whatever I need to find you something perfect."

Catherine giggled and once again smiled into their kiss as they both went to work on the buttons of her shirt.

Forty five minutes later Sara left Catherine in a boutique in the Montecito while she went to the car to grab her bag. Slinging the garment bag over shoulder she grabbed her vibrating phone out of her pocket.

"Hi Jo," she responded as she made her way back to the lobby.

"Do I even need to ask how your night went last night or can I assume how it went since my maid of honor is now over a ½ an hour late?" Jordan chuckled.

Sara could not wipe off the smile that was plastered on her face, "You are probably right in your assumption. Thank you for booking the room. You're not getting details but I will tell you that we put it to VERY good use."

"Well, I am glad to hear it. It's about damn time! Are you going to be here soon or should I start getting ready without you?"

"I just had to grab my clothes out of my car. Catherine is shopping in one of the stores in the lobby since we uh...took a little longer then we were expecting this morning so she couldn't go home. We will be up soon."

"Alright," her friend laughed, "no rendezvous in the dressing room! I can't be late to my own wedding because my maid of honor can't keep her hands off of her new girlfriend!"

Sara once again felt a blush begin to creep up her cheeks so she decided to end the conversation quickly with a simple, "Bye Jo."

As exciting as a dressing room rendezvous did sound, Sara knew that she needed to get herself ready so her sent Catherine a text telling her that she would meet her up in Jordan's room. Just as she was stepping onto the elevator she received the reply:

I guess I will just have to undress myself then. ;)

Fighting the urge to step back off the elevator, Sara pressed the button for their floor while smiling to her self, 'That woman is going to be the death of me. And I love it.'

As the elevator made it's ascension, Sara began to reflect on the events of the past week that had lead her to this point. 'Who would have thought that all that stuff needed to happen in order for Catherine and I to actually get together.' Suddenly, everything clicked. Catherine might be the death of her but she was going to be the death of Jordan Cavanaugh soon to be Hoyt.

Well, there you go. There is still one more chapter to go! I will try my hardest to not take forever to actually get it out there! Let me know what you thought of this chapter!