Two Faced City 2/?
Catherine’s POV (Incase that was unclear in the first chapter)
She was late. Very, very late. Catherine gunned it down her neighborhood’s streets praying that there wasn’t some small child wandering around while she raced home to pick up her daughter for school. As she finally pulled up to the house she saw her daughter sitting in the driveway wearing the iPod the team had chipped in to buy her for Christmas. Her little angel - or at least she used to be. Now she was more into the whole dressing up like slutty angel and sneaking into clubs to “dance”. Catherine didn’t have time to ponder what had happened to her life because she could she her daughter was smirking, and that was never good.
Catherine tried breaking the ice, “Sorry I’m late. You know how tourists can be.”
Lindsey’s smile grew as she said, “It’s fine mom. I hate Chem anyways, plus the new teacher is supposed to be a bitch.”
Catherine scolded her daughter, “Linds, you know how I feel about your new habit of swearing. Just because you’re in high school now doesn’t mean you can just start saying whatever you want. There are still rules.”
Lindsey backpedaled, “Sorry, I forgot. No more swearing, promise. But just because you are out of high school doesn’t mean you can take me whenever you want. This is my third tardy this month, which means you have to see the principal and explain yourself.”
Catherine groaned, now knowing why her daughter was smiling earlier and giggling now. It was going to be awhile till she was able to come home and curl up under the covers for some much needed sleep.
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The meeting had been hell and a complete waste of her time. The condescending looks the judgmental tones. What exactly did that pompous ass know about being a single mother with a full time job? Screw it. She was going home to get some well-deserved rest and for a few hours; let the world would slip away.
During her musings Catherine had failed to notice the bell ringing or the unleashed teenagers now packing the odd colored hallway. She was shoved left and right until someone fell into the back of her. Whoever it was about to feel the Willows wrath. Catherine turned and looked up into a very familiar pair of wide, apologetic eyes.
The two women stared at one another until Sara became uncomfortable and broke eye contact. Apparently the wall had become very interesting.
Catherine was the first to speak, “Sara, what are you doing at Lindsey’s school?”
Sara looked up, furrowed her brows for a moment before understanding and responded, “Oh yeah, I probably should have figured she would go here. Actually…I sorta…kinda…work here now.”
Catherine couldn’t stop as a wave of laughter crashed through her chest leaving her almost toppling over. Through her mirth she managed to say, “You…have….got…to…be kidding me.”
Sara narrowed her eyes as she watched Catherine struggle to breathe, “It’s really not that funny Cath.”
Standing up a little straighter Catherine responded, “Yes, Sara, it is. What exactly do you do at this fine establishment anyway?”
Sara stood to her full height, matching Catherine’s gaze with her own, “I’m trying the whole teaching thing out. I mean, it’s not like I don’t have the credentials. It was my original plan before I ran into Grissom at college anyway, so it seemed like the thing to do when I stopped working for the county.”
Catherine felt her cheeks get a little pink, “Oh, I never knew that. I mean, you never said anything. So what are you teaching?”
A small tentative smile spread across Sara’s face, “Right now, nothing. I just finished my last class. So that means you can take me out to breakfast.”
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The place they chose to eat at was strange for the two women. It wasn’t the usual copshop that they always eaten at when they had worked together and Catherine had a feeling Sara had wanted it that way. This place didn’t seem to fit the lithe woman sitting across from her. It was family oriented with roosters adorning the walls.
Catherine took a sip of her too hot coffee in order to give herself time to think. She decided to just ask what she really wanted to ask, “Sara why did you leave us?”
Sara answered nervously, “Catherine…I…I…just couldn’t do it anymore. You always said I was a loose cannon ready to go off and I think in some ways you were right.”
Catherine tried to rebut, “Sara I never said that...”
Sara interrupted her before she could continue, “It doesn’t matter, Cath, really it doesn’t. I am happier now. This is better for me. You have to know that it had nothing to do with us butting heads, it was just time to move on before I did something I would regret.”
Sara ran her hand through her short hair. It had grown down to her shoulders since the last time she had seen her old coworker. That was not the only thing that was changed, Catherine noted while looking her over again. Sara was wearing a loose fitted black T-shirt and some well-worn tight jeans that hugged the younger woman’s figure in all the right ways. Why had she not seen those jeans before? She had such great legs and that ass… Catherine’s thoughts were brought back to the present once she realized Sara had begun speaking again.
“…so I would rather you not tell any of the guys I am still in town. I just need to be on my own here for a little while longer. I don’t want you to have to keep anything from them but this is really what I need right now. Please, Cat?” Sara said looking directly into the blonde’s eyes with a stare that pleaded cooperation.
Catherine was really regretting not paying more attention to the first part of Sara’s plea. She couldn’t say no with those deep chocolate eyes looking at her like that, causing her head to swim and her stomach to flip. Being alone with Sara had always set her on an emotional high and the time she had spent apart from the brunette seemed to have only served to make it worse.
Catherine’s next words forced their way out before she had time to think about what they would mean, “I promise. If you promise not to run away from me this time.”
She was late. Very, very late. Catherine gunned it down her neighborhood’s streets praying that there wasn’t some small child wandering around while she raced home to pick up her daughter for school. As she finally pulled up to the house she saw her daughter sitting in the driveway wearing the iPod the team had chipped in to buy her for Christmas. Her little angel - or at least she used to be. Now she was more into the whole dressing up like slutty angel and sneaking into clubs to “dance”. Catherine didn’t have time to ponder what had happened to her life because she could she her daughter was smirking, and that was never good.
Catherine tried breaking the ice, “Sorry I’m late. You know how tourists can be.”
Lindsey’s smile grew as she said, “It’s fine mom. I hate Chem anyways, plus the new teacher is supposed to be a bitch.”
Catherine scolded her daughter, “Linds, you know how I feel about your new habit of swearing. Just because you’re in high school now doesn’t mean you can just start saying whatever you want. There are still rules.”
Lindsey backpedaled, “Sorry, I forgot. No more swearing, promise. But just because you are out of high school doesn’t mean you can take me whenever you want. This is my third tardy this month, which means you have to see the principal and explain yourself.”
Catherine groaned, now knowing why her daughter was smiling earlier and giggling now. It was going to be awhile till she was able to come home and curl up under the covers for some much needed sleep.
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The meeting had been hell and a complete waste of her time. The condescending looks the judgmental tones. What exactly did that pompous ass know about being a single mother with a full time job? Screw it. She was going home to get some well-deserved rest and for a few hours; let the world would slip away.
During her musings Catherine had failed to notice the bell ringing or the unleashed teenagers now packing the odd colored hallway. She was shoved left and right until someone fell into the back of her. Whoever it was about to feel the Willows wrath. Catherine turned and looked up into a very familiar pair of wide, apologetic eyes.
The two women stared at one another until Sara became uncomfortable and broke eye contact. Apparently the wall had become very interesting.
Catherine was the first to speak, “Sara, what are you doing at Lindsey’s school?”
Sara looked up, furrowed her brows for a moment before understanding and responded, “Oh yeah, I probably should have figured she would go here. Actually…I sorta…kinda…work here now.”
Catherine couldn’t stop as a wave of laughter crashed through her chest leaving her almost toppling over. Through her mirth she managed to say, “You…have….got…to…be kidding me.”
Sara narrowed her eyes as she watched Catherine struggle to breathe, “It’s really not that funny Cath.”
Standing up a little straighter Catherine responded, “Yes, Sara, it is. What exactly do you do at this fine establishment anyway?”
Sara stood to her full height, matching Catherine’s gaze with her own, “I’m trying the whole teaching thing out. I mean, it’s not like I don’t have the credentials. It was my original plan before I ran into Grissom at college anyway, so it seemed like the thing to do when I stopped working for the county.”
Catherine felt her cheeks get a little pink, “Oh, I never knew that. I mean, you never said anything. So what are you teaching?”
A small tentative smile spread across Sara’s face, “Right now, nothing. I just finished my last class. So that means you can take me out to breakfast.”
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The place they chose to eat at was strange for the two women. It wasn’t the usual copshop that they always eaten at when they had worked together and Catherine had a feeling Sara had wanted it that way. This place didn’t seem to fit the lithe woman sitting across from her. It was family oriented with roosters adorning the walls.
Catherine took a sip of her too hot coffee in order to give herself time to think. She decided to just ask what she really wanted to ask, “Sara why did you leave us?”
Sara answered nervously, “Catherine…I…I…just couldn’t do it anymore. You always said I was a loose cannon ready to go off and I think in some ways you were right.”
Catherine tried to rebut, “Sara I never said that...”
Sara interrupted her before she could continue, “It doesn’t matter, Cath, really it doesn’t. I am happier now. This is better for me. You have to know that it had nothing to do with us butting heads, it was just time to move on before I did something I would regret.”
Sara ran her hand through her short hair. It had grown down to her shoulders since the last time she had seen her old coworker. That was not the only thing that was changed, Catherine noted while looking her over again. Sara was wearing a loose fitted black T-shirt and some well-worn tight jeans that hugged the younger woman’s figure in all the right ways. Why had she not seen those jeans before? She had such great legs and that ass… Catherine’s thoughts were brought back to the present once she realized Sara had begun speaking again.
“…so I would rather you not tell any of the guys I am still in town. I just need to be on my own here for a little while longer. I don’t want you to have to keep anything from them but this is really what I need right now. Please, Cat?” Sara said looking directly into the blonde’s eyes with a stare that pleaded cooperation.
Catherine was really regretting not paying more attention to the first part of Sara’s plea. She couldn’t say no with those deep chocolate eyes looking at her like that, causing her head to swim and her stomach to flip. Being alone with Sara had always set her on an emotional high and the time she had spent apart from the brunette seemed to have only served to make it worse.
Catherine’s next words forced their way out before she had time to think about what they would mean, “I promise. If you promise not to run away from me this time.”