A/N: Well, this is just a little drabble to get me back into writing. Emphasis on little. I hope you guys enjoy it :) Reviews inspire me :D
Sara's POV.
It was a slow night, so we were all catching up on our paperwork. I took it upon myself to make a pot of Greg's coffee. Which I'm sure he'd kill me for, but at this moment I couldn't care less. I passed Catherine's office on the way, and my head was instantly filled with thoughts of her. I have a huge crush on her. Well, that's putting it lightly. In rare moments of clarity, I know that I love her, and I want to spend all of my time with her. I had always felt like this, but recently the feelings have increased. We've become good friends now, and I love the extra time I can spend with her. I love her sense of humour. I love how we joke with each other. I sighed as I poured my coffee into a mug. I couldn't have her. I sighed again and poured another coffee. This was my excuse to see her. I knocked on her office door, and no reply. I knew she was in there. I knocked again to no reply... This was odd. I slowly nudged the door open and stepped into the dark room. I placed the coffee's on her desk and walked over to the sofa, which she was lay asleep on. This was quite possibly the cutest thing ever. I slowly pulled my cell out of my pocket and flipped it open, I quickly snapped a pic, laughing to myself quietly. I was about to wake her when she stirred, arching her back. "Mmm... Don't stop." She said. I bit my lip to stifle my laughter. She was having a sex dream! She stirred again, moaning at the same time. This was too much! I turned to leave when I heard "Sara." I span around looking at her straight away. She was still asleep... "Sara don't stop... You feel so good baby." I was shocked. And turned on. But mostly shocked. Did this mean something? I was stood, mouth open, eyes wide in the middle of the love of my life's office while she was having a sex dream about me. I turned to leave again, deciding that I couldn't listen to any more. I heard my name again, but this time it was questioning.
"Yeah?" I replied,
"Wha-? Why are you here? I was just..." She trailed off and I turned to face her.
"I brought you coffee." I grinned as she stood, her shirt riding up just a little to reveal a toned, tanned sliver of stomach. I passed her a coffee. "So..." I started, "good sleep?" Her eyes widened a little.
"Um, yeah. Really good." She smiled. I laughed,
"Yeah I heard." Her eyes widened again.
"What!" She coughed, "I mean... What do you mean?" She smiled again, on edge.
"Did you know that you talk in your sleep?" She put her palm to her forhead.
"I am mortified. I'm so sorry." I giggled again, "Go on, go and tell everyone!" She said angrily, she'd gotten the completely wrong idea,
"No Cath, that's- No, that's not what I want." She scoffed and looked up at me, "I love you." I said quickly. There was a long and awkward silence. I felt the familiar feeling of tears prickling at my eyes. The dream didn't mean anything. I turned to leave for the third time and she grabbed my arm, pulling me to face her. Before I could say anything I felt her lips on mine.
"I love you too." She said.