"Wrong Again 7/?"
A million times over thanks for the responses to this fic. You guys are great with keeping a writer wanting to write more. And what in the world would I do without the help of amazing Beta's! You rock my world YODA! I tried not to end it with to big of a cliffhanger cause I have a major test on Weds that I gotta prep for. So I may not post tomorrow. Forgive me? LOL
Jen
TITLE: Wrong Again 7/?
AUTHOR:
VanillaBug
RATING: NC-17/M for future chapters
CATEGORY: Catherine/Sara Romance
DISCLAIMER: Don't own anything!
SPOILERS: Takes place right where ‘Play with Fire’ ended
ARCHIVE: With Authors Permission VanillaBug1@comcast.net
SUMMARY: After Grissom rejects Sara's dinner invitation, she takes some time off. While Catherine is still suspended the two women decide to work on their friendship. Both realizing their feelings go much deeper than friendship. Meanwhile, Grissom finally admits his feeling for Sara. Who will she choose?
Wrong Again 7/?
Sara woke up to a feeling she hadn’t felt in a long time. Something, rather someone, was lying on top of her chest. The brunette opened her eyes and was greeted by the sight gorgeous shades of blonde hair. The young CSI quickly glanced across the room and remembered she was at Catherine’s. She then came to the realization that this must be her colleague laying on top of her.
Catherine Willows was laying on top of her. Now that was one of Sara’s favorite dreams. The blonde’s arm was draped loosely over the leggy woman’s toned stomach as her head rested below Sara’s shoulder. But like most dreams at some point they all must come to an end. The brunette didn’t want her friend waking up in such a compromising position. They must have fallen asleep during the movie they were watching and unknowingly worked themselves into their current state.
Sara glanced at the clock and decided that she had out stayed her welcome. The young CSI began to run a hand up and down Catherine’s upper arm. The blonde stirred and just tightened her grip on Sara’s waist. Sara took her arm away from the older woman’s back and tucked a stand of blonde hair behind her ear.
“Hey Cath?” Sara whispered, nudging her sleeping friend.
“Mmmm,” The blonde mumbled, snuggling closer to Sara.
“It’s almost three am, I should go.” She replied, starting to move.
“No, no Sara, please……..stay……..don’t leave,” Catherine responded with a voice full of sleep.
“You sure?” The brunette asked, hoping she’d say yes.
“Stay with me,” The older woman whispered
“If you’re sure,” Sara said, silently asking for reassurance.
“Mmm Hmm. You comfortable?” Catherine questioned
“Yeah. You?” The brunette asked placing and arm around Catherine’s shoulder.
“Yeah. I’m a little cold though,” She replied shivering slightly
“Well……….there is a blanket scrunched up at the bottom of your feet. If you can move just a little bit and grab it,” Sara smiled as the blonde groaned and began to move
Still not opening her eyes, Catherine reached down to her feet and pulled the blanket up to them. She snuggled back into the brunette as Sara adjusted the blanket around them.
“Better?” The young CSI asked, wrapping her arms around the blonde. Catherine slipped one of her legs in between Sara’s and tightened her grip around the brunette’s waist.
“Perfect fit,” The older woman whispered before drifting back to sleep.
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A few hours later, Catherine woke up to the feeling of Sara’s arm wrapped around her shoulder, and her legs tangled with her own. Catherine snuggled deeper into the leggy woman’s side and sighed contentedly. The blonde was in heaven. She tightened her arm around Sara’s waist and the young CSI moved slightly. The brunette brought her hand up, taking Catherine’s hand in hers. Sara turned her head to find Catherine’s beautiful blue eyes staring back into hers.
“Morning,” Catherine whispered, smiling
“Morning,” The brunette replied.
“Thank you for staying.”
“I was just nervous that you would be sick of me,” Sara smiled getting lost in blue eyes.
“Never,” Catherine whispered, shaking her head lightly.
“I’m beginning to get that.”
“Sara, I……” The blonde started.
“Shhhhhh,” The brunette whispered.
Sara let go of Catherine’s hand only to gently caress the blonde’s cheek. Catherine closed her eyes and let out a breath as Sara’s thumb came to rest on her lips. Taking a chance, she placed a light kiss on the brunette’s thumb.
“Catherine……” The young CSI muttered, barely a whisper.
“Sara……please…..” Catherine breathed
The brunette moved closer into Catherine and just before their lips met, the sound of shattered glass broke their spell.
Both women’s eyes popped open as they flew off the couch and into the kitchen.
“Lindsey!” Catherine yelled.
“Oh my God, Lindsey are you okay?” Sara asked, voice full of concern
“Yeah, I’m fine I just dropped the glass,” Lindsey confirmed beginning to move.
“Don’t move honey. You might step on something,” The oldest Willows replied grabbing the broom and beginning to sweep.
Sara took a few steps into the kitchen attempting to get to the little girl
“Sara be careful,” Catherine warned picking up the dust pan.
“Lift your arms up kiddo,” The brunette asked as she moved to grab Lindsey. Sara lifted her up and moved her safely out of the pieces of broken glass.
“You okay?” The young investigator questioned, beginning to look the little blonde over for any cuts.
“I’m fine. I just wanted to surprise you guys by making breakfast,” Lindsey replied almost ready to cry.
“Hey, its fine, accidents happen,” Sara assured her
“You’re not mad Mommy?” The little girl asked turning to her mother in the kitchen. Catherine swept the last of the glass into the dust pan and walked over to her daughter. She bent down so she was eye level with Lindsey.
“Of course I’m not mad. I’ve done a lot worse with a little bit of glass,” she said pulling Lindsey into a hug.
“I’m sorry Mom.” The little girl apologized.
“It’s okay, I’ll tell ya what. Why don’t you go and get dressed and we’ll take Sara out to breakfast?” Catherine offered.
“But, its already eight o clock.” Lindsey stated looking at her mother as if she had lost her mind
“So what? Its Saturday!” The older woman exclaimed
“Yeah……..Missy’s birthday day party remember? You said you would help her Mom out today.” The little girl reminded her mother.
“Oh God!” Catherine groaned, running her hand through her hair
“Party at ten, you said we’d be there at nine. Any of this ring a bell?” Lindsey asked, hands on her hips
“I totally forgot!” Catherine sighed.
“I didn’t wanna wake you guys up. That’s why I tried to make breakfast.”
“Ugh! Well, you better get dressed anyway. We’ll have to leave soon.”
“But, Mom, I don’t wanna go anymore. I want to hang out with Sara,” Lindsey said beginning to pout.
“Sweetie, I wanna be with Sara too but……” Catherine started, trying to comfort her daughter
“How about you guys go to your party today, and we can all do something tomorrow? The zoo or something. Whatever you want,” The brunette compromised
“Really?” The little Willows asked excitedly.
“You bet,” Sara smiled.
“Alright! Thanks Sara!” Lindsey said hugging the brunette.
“I should get going and let you guys get ready. But, I’ll see you tomorrow okay Lindsey?” The young CSI stated pulling away from the little girl
“Okay! Bye Sara!” Lindsey replied, taking off for her room.
“I can’t believe I forgot about this party,” Catherine groaned shaking her head.
“You’ve had a rough week,” The brunette replied placing her hand on her friends shoulder.
“I’m so sorry Sara,” The blonde sighed, afraid she had hurt Sara’s feelings.
“Hey, it’s okay. If Lindsey’s cooking is anything like her mothers, I think this party may have saved my life,” The leggy woman smiled.
“Shut up!” Catherine exclaimed slapping Sara’s arm.
“Just kidding Cath,” The younger CSI replied putting on her shoes.
It was at that moment that Catherine realized Sara was actually leaving. And suddenly, the blonde felt a sadness that she hadn’t felt in days. She realized that being without Sara actually hurt. The older CSI loved having Sara around, loved having her in her life…..hell, she just loved Sara.
“So…….um……I should get going,” The brunette stated, heading towards the door.
“Um……yeah……okay,” Catherine stuttered, trying to think of something else to say.
“Okay, I’ll see ya tomorrow,” Sara said, opening the door.
“Sara…..wait,” The older CSI asked walking to the door.
“Yeah?” The leggy brunette replied turning back to Catherine
“This morning on the couch…..” The blonde started.
“It’s okay you don’t have to explain,” Sara interrupted, giving her friend an easy way out.
“No, Sara,” Catherine sighed taking Sara’s hand in hers. “ For the first time in the longest time, Lindsey is constantly smiling when your around. I’m constantly smiling when your around. When I woke up this morning with you it felt……..”
“Catherine, you don‘t have ….” The brunette cut her off.
“Sara, let me finish. I woke up this morning finally feeling like nothing was missing in my life. That I had all that I needed. I like you a lot Sara. And I don‘t wanna lose you as a friend,” The blonde confessed looking into brown eyes.
“I like you to Cath,” Sara smiled at her colleague’s compliment.
“So, please don’t hate me,” The older CSI asked looking at their joined hands.
“Hate you? Why would I hate you?” The brunette asked completely confused as to what she was talking about.
Catherine took a deep breath and boldly pressed her lips to Sara’s. When the brunette didn’t respond, the blonde pulled away.
“For that. Sara I’m sorry I just thou……..”
Catherine’s words were cut off by Sara’s lips pressing back against hers. The brunette snaked her arms around Catherine’s waist pulling the older woman closer to her. The blonde put her weight behind the kiss, gently pushing Sara against the door frame. The young CSI changed the direction of their kiss as she felt Catherine’s tongue find its way inside her mouth. Both moaned in pleasure as their tongues met for the first time. Sara loosened her grip on the blonde’s waist when the need for air became a problem, forcing them to stop.
“So, I take it you don’t hate me?” Catherine whispered. Sara just smiled and kissed Catherine again, slowly.
“No, I don’t hate you Catherine. I could never hate you,” The brunette assured, letting go of her friends waist.
“I’m starting to think that blowing up the lab was the best thing to happen to me,” The blonde laughed letting go of Sara’s upper arms
“Told you it would be okay,” Sara replied smiling taking the older woman’s hand in her own.
“I don’t want you to go,” Catherine confessed.
“You have got a birthday party to go to. You’re never one to let people down,” The tall woman complimented.
“I just have this bad feeling that if you leave, this spell is going to be broken and well…..” The blonde confessed, shifty nervously unable to look at Sara. The brunette placed her hands on either side of Catherine’s face forcing blue eyes to meet brown.
“Don’t worry Catherine. I don’t plan on going anywhere. Okay?” Sara reassured her. Catherine nodded her response as the brunette kissed her again.
“Call me later okay?” Sara smiled softly.
“I will.” The older woman whispered against her friends lips.
“Now go shower you smell,” The brunette joked hitting Catherine’s hip with her own.
“I DO NOT!” Catherine exclaimed pushing Sara out the door.
“No you don’t, you are perfect Catherine,” The younger woman replied leaning down and placing a kiss on Catherine’s cheek. “I’ll see ya later.”
“Bye,” The blonde said leaning her back on the doorframe.
Sara smiled as she walked down the path to the driveway. The older CSI watched from her door as the leggy woman climbed into her car and start engine. With a quick wave goodbye, Catherine watched her friends car drive down her street. The blonde couldn’t help smiling to herself because something was finally going right.
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Eleven hours later, Catherine was pulling her car into the driveway, thankful to finally be home. Eleven hours with twelve girls and just two parents is something the oldest Willows didn’t wish on her worst enemy. They went to Chuckie Cheese, a show at the Circus Circus and the girls just had to see the Pirates at the Treasure Island Hotel. Needless to say, it had been a long day. Lindsey slumped out of the car, just as exhausted as her mother and made her way to the front door and waited for Catherine.
“Mom! There’s something at door!” Lindsey yelled as she saw Catherine walking up the path.
“Don’t touch it Lindsey,” The CSI ordered, getting suspicious.
“Its just flowers Mom,” The little girl replied, pointing to the vase
“Wonder who they’re from?” The oldest blonde asked.
“I bet you they are from Sara!” Lindsey concluded, eyes wide with excitement.
“You think so huh?” Catherine smiled hoping her daughter was right.
“I would know already if I wasn’t so short,” The little girl responded
“What do you mean?” The oldest Willows asked as she picked up the vase of orchids and lilies.
Lindsey pointed to a card that was taped to the door just out of the little girl’s reach.
Catherine handed her daughter the keys to unlock the door as the taller blonde grabbed the envelope. The pair walked inside and Catherine placed the flowers on the table and walked over to the couch to open the card with Lindsey right behind her.
“Linds, what if these are from Sara?” She asked as they sat down on the couch
“That would be so cool. I knew she liked you,” The little girl smiled.
“It won’t bother you if I dated Sara?” The oldest Willows continued, turning to face her daughter
“Mom, you talked to me about this when you dated Kerrie, and Heather, AND Vanessa. I haven’t changed my mind. Now open the card!” Lindsey commanded. Catherine laughed as she opened the envelope beginning to read to herself.
“OUT LOUD!” The little girl screamed.
“Dear Catherine and Lindsey,” The CSI started.
“Hey its for me too!” Lindsey exclaimed, excited she had been included. Catherine glanced at her daughter, silently telling her to be quiet.
“Sorry Mom. Continue,” The little blonde replied, zipping her lips with fingers
“Dear Catherine and Lindsey, These past few days I have spent with you two have been some of the happiest days I have had since I moved to Vegas. The two of you make me so very happy. I thank you so much for inviting me into your home and sharing your time with me. You both are amazing girls who I am growing more and more fond of everyday. I look forward to spending more time with both of you as the world spins on. I am looking forward to tomorrow. Hope you guys had a great day. Love Sara.” Catherine smiled, shutting the card
“You HAVE to date Sara!” Lindsey exclaimed.
“You think so huh?” The oldest blonde asked.
“Oh yeah!” She replied, shaking her head in delight
“Okay kiddo, its been a long day why don’t you go get ready for bed and I’ll check on you in a minute.”
“Mom, I’m not a little kid anymore. You don’t have to check on me,” The smallest blonde replied.
“I know, but I want to,” Her mother sighed, again reminded her daughter was growing up.
“I’m really sorry for everything I’ve done these past few months. It may not always seem like it, but I do love you Mom,” Lindsey confessed shyly
“I love you too honey. Come here,” Catherine replied with a teary eyed smile, pulling her daughter into a hug.
“Now, call your girlfriend and tell her the same thing.” The little girl ordered, pulling away.
“Sara’s not……” The CSI started
“I know, I know…..she’s not your girlfriend,” Lindsey mocked moving down the hall to her bedroom. The blonde CSI removed her cell phone from the clip on her waist and dialed Sara’s number.
“Hey you,” The brunette said picking up the phone on the first ring.
“You answered that pretty fast.” Catherine replied, putting her feet on the coffee table
“Well, I‘m not gonna say I was waiting by the phone but……..” Sara dragged out her words, standing from her desk
“You were, weren’t you?” Catherine laughed, crossing her feet.
“Maybe.” The younger woman teased, sitting down on her couch.
“Thank you for the flowers. And the card. Lindsey was so thrilled it had her name on it too.”
“You’re welcome. My way of saying thanks for the past couple of days. How was the party?” Sara asked, genuinely curious about her friend’s day.
“That is going to be a way of getting information out of suspects. Spending eleven hours with a group of twelve girls. That should make anyone talk,” Catherine laughed, “What did you do?”
“Ran some errands and then I went and saw Greg. Who got extremely excited when I told I had been hanging out with you these past few days. I found out he goes back to work the same day we do,” The brunette answered stretching out on her couch.
Catherine couldn’t help but smile thinking back to her conversation with Greg at the hospital. The goofy-haired playboy knew that the blonde had feelings for their mutual friend. He would die if he knew Catherine actually acted on those feelings.
“That’s good to hear. But Greggo is a tough kid, I knew he’d be back in no time. Can’t keep that kid away from the lab…..or you.” Catherine joked, leaning her head back on the couch
“Well, he can try all he wants Catherine, but he can’t compete with you. No one can.” The brunette confessed.
“Who knew Sara Sidle would turn out to be such a softy?” The blonde teased.
“Just for people I really care about.” Sara replied, placing an arm above her head.
“Would it be too cheesy if I said I missed you today?” Catherine asked nervously.
“No, cause I missed you too. I can’t wait till I see you guys tomorrow.” The younger woman smiled
“Me neither. What time did you wanna head out?”
“How bout I come by around eleven? Give you guys time to sleep in and what not.” The brunette asked, turning on her side.
“Okay. And we’ll go from there.” The blonde yawned
“Sounds like a plan. Go get some sleep Catherine.”
“You too Sara. Sweet dreams.” The older woman sighed contentedly
“Same to you. Goodnight Cath.”
“Night Sara,” The blonde smiled hanging up the phone.
Catherine closed her eyes as she relaxed more on the couch. The blonde sat there for a few moments thinking about her kiss with Sara. She didn’t hear her daughter sneak up behind the couch until she whispered in her mother‘s ear.
“Mommy’s got a girlfriend. Mommy’s got a girlfriend,” The little girl taunted.
“You have a two second head start young lady. One……Two,” Catherine warned before jumping off the couch.
Lindsey laughed as her mother chased her down the hall into the little girl’s bedroom. Catherine tackled her daughter on the bed and began to tickle the poor girl to death.
TO BE CONTINUED......