The fourth in a series of one-shots based on lines from Fall Out Boy Songs.

Author's Note: I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update. I wanted Sara's chapter to come after Warrick's, but I discovered that it is incredibly difficult for me to write from her point of view. I don't know if this is because I don't particularly like her character, or because I simply can't identify with her…anyhow, here you go.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nothing at all. I just like to pretend I do.

Spoilers: Possibly.

Pairings: Catherine & Warrick, suggested pairings Catherine & Grissom, Nick & Sara

Reviews are greatly appreciated.

Sara

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"Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you."

'Of All the Gin Joints in All the World'

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It's no secret that Catherine and I have never seen eye to eye. She says I'm too emotional, that I get too involved in the cases I work. I say she lets her sexuality cloud her judgment concerning people. She thinks that I'm a loose cannon, and I think she manipulates men to get what she wants.

At times, our arguments would get so bad that poor Grissom would have to act as a mediator…but I guess it's better that he does than Ecklie. If Ecklie ever heard one of our yelling spats…wait. He has heard us argue. And guess who got in trouble?

Me. Of course.

Catherine and I are getting along better now, but you still couldn't call us 'friends'. Honestly, I doubt we'll ever be anything more than civil towards one another. But I'm not complaining.

I'm just glad the rest of the team doesn't feel torn between us anymore…not so much for the team's sake, but for mine. See, when Catherine and I used to argue, our 'boys' always chose sides, even when they didn't mean to. Warrick and Greg would always take her side. Grissom would claim to be 'Switzerland', but in the end he would choose her over me too.

The only person I can completely trust is Nick. Like Grissom, he tries to stay neutral…but I know when the crap hits the fan, he's gonna be there for me.

He's the first person I can ever truly say that about.

Anyhow, everyone thinks I don't get along with Catherine because we're the only two female CSI's and we must view each other as competition. That couldn't be further from the truth.

First of all, there is nothing to be in competition for. Second of all, if we were in competition for some reason, I think everyone knows that she would win, hands down.

Sure, there are little quirks about her that bug me, but everyone has quirks. There is really just one main problem between us: I am jealous of her.

Surprising, right? Heck, I'm sure Catherine would be more shocked to hear this than anyone.

Really, there's no reason for me to be jealous of her. She's a divorced, single mother who spends almost no time with her kid, and she's approaching fifty faster than she'd ever admit. Her ex-husband and her father were shot, and her mother lives with her.

Meanwhile, I'm single with no responsibilities outside of work, and I'm only 38…which is not quite middle-age.

Shouldn't she be the one who's jealous of me? Yeah, you'd think so. But no. She's blissfully unaware of me and my life, while I sit back and envy her.

She's so….I don't even know how to describe it. Cocky is too strong of a word, but confident doesn't do her justice. Self-assured, maybe. She knows she's beautiful and brilliant, and she isn't afraid to use those qualities to her benefit. I may be brilliant, but I'm certainly not beautiful. Pretty at best, but not beautiful. And I'm definitely not self-assured.

She manages to be strong, compassionate, charming, tough, loving…everything I try to be.

Know why I'm most jealous of her though?

She has a family.

Sure, her family is pretty screwed up…but a bratty teenage daughter and a meddling mother is more than I have. I haven't had a real family since my mom went to jail.

I'm sure she doesn't think she is anyone to be envied, but she is. Almost everything about her life looks desirable to someone like me, who's always been on the outside of happiness looking in.

Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be the great Catherine Willows.