Chapter Three
Catherine pulled Sara out into the middle of the dance floor. She smiled as Sara made a half-hearted effort at dancing. Catherine began to put her skills to work. The crowd seemed to be closing in on them, just the opportunity Catherine was counting on to happen. Sara grinned at her and put more effort to move to the beat. Catherine moved closer to her dance partner, silently urging her with her eyes to move closer. Sara must have understood, because all Catherine could do was close her eyes and enjoy the feeling of Sara Sidle matching her movements.
"What am I doing?" The thought crossed Sara's mind, but when Cath put her hand on her hip, she lost control. The music, the alcohol, the smell of Catherine's perfume - Sara closed her eyes and lost herself in the feel of it all. When she felt Catherine grind against her, her eyes shot wide open glancing around to see if anyone was witness to such wanton display. Satisfied that they were indeed lost in the crowd, Sara met Catherine's gaze and gently smiled.
Greg sat sipping his drink, trying to not get sick from all the geeky flirting happening between Hodges and Wendy. Even he had better skills than that! If they ever actually got down to sex, he wondered if Hodges would actually know what to do. Greg shook his body, trying to throw off the image of Hodges having sex. Greg let his eyes wander to the dance floor, searching for Sara and Catherine. The floor was packed, a popular beat playing loudly. He caught the eye of a blonde at a table across the room instead. Soon she was at his table, asking him to dance.
"Hi, I'm Stephanie, care to dance?" She smiled sweetly at Greg.
"I'm Greg. I would love to dance, Stephanie!" He glanced over at the couple at his table, they didn't even acknowledge him, so Greg took the blonde's hand and led her out to the dance floor. After the current song ended a slower, sensual R&B song began. Greg smiled at his companion and pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. Stephanie smiled at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with the hair on the back of his head. Greg was definitely having fun.
Sara felt Catherine wrap her arms around her neck, she stood slowly moving, her arms at her side. Cath looked at her and grinned. "Afraid to touch?"
"Uh, no." Sara put her hands on the older woman's hips. She smiled at her. "Definitely no."
"Good." Cath smiled at her then gradually moved in closer. Sara could feel her breath on the side of her neck. Sara moved her hands to Catherine's back, swaying to the rhythm. Sara's head was spinning. Was this why she had felt the need to come back to Vegas? Catherine was just drunk. Right? Then she felt the wonderful vibration on Catherine's voice in her ear.
"Do you know how sexy you are?" Catherine began to softly kiss Sara's neck. "I have dreamed about doing this. Holding you close. Feeling your hands on my body." she intermittently placed tiny wet kisses on Sara's skin, causing Sara's mind to cease thinking coherently.
"God, Cath." Sara managed to moan out in a whisper.
"Do you like that, Sara? Do you like the feel of me in your arms?" Catherine's hand began to wander along the length of Sara's body, lightly grazing the side of her breast before settling her hand above the hem of her jeans, lightly brushing the skin just under her shirt.
"Two can play this game." Sara said to herself. She let her hands move, running them up and down Catherine's back. She slowly moved so that Catherine was basically straddling her thigh and pulled her closer.
"Shit!" Catherine exclaimed a bit too loudly, causing a few couples to glance their way. Sara just chuckled and continued to move to the music.
As the song continued, they continued to sway and grind and enjoy the feeling of the other person's body being so closely pressed to their own. When the song ended, they hesitantly pulled apart, but didn't move from the spot. A thumping beat echoed through the room. Catherine turned her back to Sara and gently swayed in front of her, letting her body move against Sara. Sara got the message and slowly placed her hands on Catherine's hips.
Greg was behind the blonde, enjoying the feel of her shaking hips against his body. He hadn't remembered the last time he had such fun on a dance floor. She smiled over her shoulder at him. He just grinned. As they danced, they moved further onto the floor, being slightly jostled by other dancers. Greg looked around the room and a flash of catherine's distinctive hair caught his glance. He saw she had her back to someone, "shaking what the Good Lord gave her". He chuckled to himself, but the smile soon faded when he saw an arm hook around Catherine's middle and pull her close as they gyrated to the beat. He stopped moving when he realized the arm belonged to one Sara Sidle.
Greg didn't know what to do, but all of a sudden he was moving himself and his partner closer to the female CSI's. He could clearly see them now and stared in wonder at the sight of the two woman clearly enjoying the song. When the song ended and the DJ announced the drink specials, Greg couldn't stop staring at the duo who were now standing close, whispering back and forth. What the heck was going on? He'd maybe expect behavior like this from Catherine, but Sara? GRISSOM'S girlfriend? His penpal and former mentor? He had to be imagining things.
Sara didn't want the song to end, but the DJ was now announcing some sort of shot special and the music had momentarily stopped. Catherine turned around and leaned in close, whispering in her ear.
"You want to get out of here?" The older woman asked seductively.
"What'd you have in mind?" She had whispered back, letting her warm breath caress Catherine's skin.
"Mmmm. I don't know. But I think it will involve a lot less people, fewer articles of clothing and whole lot more touching." Sara smiled and was about to reply when she caught Greg's bewildered gaze just a few feet away.
"Sara?" Catherine pulled back and followed Sara's line of vision. She saw a blonde being led off the dance floor by a man, whom she recognized as Greg, even from behind. "Sara? You ok?"
"No, Cat, I'm not ok." She looked right at the beautiful woman in front of her with regret. "I think I need to go home and get some sleep. This never should have happened."
Sara strode off into the crowd, leaving an angry Catherine alone. "What the hell? That's twice Sidle!" She yelled after her, not caring who heard. But the message fell on deaf ears as a new song began to pound through the speakers.
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Greg sat at the break room table enjoying a giant cinnamon roll and some coffee. Nick came in and sat down across from him. They sat in silence for a few minutes until Catherine and Ray entered, assignments in Cath's hand.
"Nicky, you and Ray have a suspected murder/suicide in Henderson." Ray took the slip from his supervisor, telling Nick he would meet him at the SUV in 5 minutes.
"Greg, you and I have the pleasure of going over some old evidence that has been brought up in an appeal. I'll meet you in the layout room." Catherine strode off to her office, leaving Greg and Nick alone once again.
"Great."Greg muttered in disgust.
"What, you don't want to run some DNA for an appeal? Thought that'd be your thing." Nick watched as Greg dumped out his coffee and muttered something about "inappropriate behavior" and "if only Grissom knew".
"Greg. I know with Sara here, it makes us all miss Grissom more, Man. But you got to let it go! Catherine is doing a great job as Supervisor." Nick patted Greg on the back and left to go meet Ray.
"Well, not ALL of us are missing Grissom." Greg thought out loud.
"Who's not missing him?" Greg jumped at the voice beside him. Wendy stood at the counter putting cream in her coffee, smiling at Greg.
"Never mind. I have work to do."
"Hey, Greg. Wait. I wanted to ask you something, and if your comment means what I think, you might want to answer." Wendy took a seat and indicated for him to do so as well. Greg sat down and waited for Wendy to continue. "Well, last night, I couldn't help but notice that Sara and Cath seemed a bit. Well. How do I put this." She smiled again. "Friendly on the dance floor."
Greg stood up abruptly and exited the room declaring he "didn't want to talk about it"and he had work to get done.
"Hmmm." Wendy thought to herself. "Maybe Hodges wasn't imagining things."
A/N: okay, this took FAR too long to post. I apologize. Vacation didn't give me time like I had intended, then when I finally had this written, I wasn't happy with it and rewrote some things. So, hope you liked it! Im working on the next chapter and will post soon. Please leave a review!!! I love them!! Wendy