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You all know how I like to write meaningless fic's, well this is just a fic I wrote a few weeks back and I figured I should make the most of it *Grins* I think I could of done a lot more with it but I'm desperatly trying to geT "ME AGAINST THE BAD GUYS" sorted!
Pairing: Sara/Sofia
Disclaimers: not mine, I know already!
warning's: Nothing much to worry about, just references.
Notes: they went for a long break... thats all I'm saying. If you don't understand this you will once you've read it ;) Enjoy!
The door creaked from behind me; I managed to pull myself away from the tiny thread under the microscope, eyes watering in their relief. “Sofia?” I watched her look outside again before stepping in.
“Hey…” her voice was casual, relaxed, maybe a little tired.
“What’s up? “ I sensed something wasn’t right, though the reply to follow was some what unexpected.
“I was just on my way out… actually, but I turned back remembering Grissom…” I looked away at the mention of his name and she paused before continuing “…he told me you would be here till late. In fact what he said was, if you are looking for Sara you know where to find her, I suggest after hours though, when it’s quiet!” I watched her hands fall from her hips, defences breaking; mine building.
“Why when it’s quiet?” I asked her as she approached me. She lent on my desk lowering her cleavage in my direction.
“I wanted to ask you something…” She paused looking across at the evidence I’d been processing “…Brooks?”
“Huh? Oh yeah, I found a tiny fibre caught in the latch of the glove box of his car. I was just trying to match it to the victim.”
“Any luck?”
“No, not yet…” I shrugged it off “…so, what did you want to ask me about?”
She took a moment, her eyes looked back out the window and then she found the stool across from me, the one that was simply waiting to be sat on. I was about to ask her again, I didn’t like all the pausing between conversation, I had work to do. My mouth opened to speak…
“Sara, I have a confession to make.”
She beat me to it. I shook my head at her… all I could think was that this was an apology about her and Grissom.
“I didn’t expect to get involved with…” she shook her head to start again “To be honest I tried to ignore it but I think that it only added to the tension, which I realise you felt the brunt of and I’m sorry for that”
“Sofia, you should know that Grissom knocked me back more than once, what he does in his personal time really is none of my business!” I spat back the fury of many weeks of watching her flirt her way around him.
“Wait, no… listen…”
“Please, don’t!” I said pulling back and placing my eyes back on the microscope.
There was an awkward silence… “I’m sorry.” Sofia told me before standing and heading for the door.
“Do you love him?” I asked her just in time for her to turn back.
She looked to the floor “No, I don’t” it was almost like an answer to another question I hadn’t asked her “I was never interested in him in that way.” She added
I was confused, this wasn’t a confession. “In what way was you NOT interested? You two were doing breakfast lunch and dinner and I’m sure you found something other than food to satisfy your appetites!!”
“We went out for dinner ONCE!” She had moved back into the room and was now standing above me. “I don’t care about Gil Sara, I can see why you might think that but I don’t not in that way!” She was moving closer to me, so close I could feel her breath against my face.
“Don’t act like I need your sympathy, and don’t lie to me about Gil, the least you can do is be honest with me!” I evened the score, turning away as she pulled back slightly.
“I don’t”
“Oh please!” I snapped.
“It’s the truth!”
I looked up again “The truth?” Still no confession…
“It’s you!”
I swallowed hard, was this right, did I hear that correctly, “he said that?”
“Who Grissom? No, I’m saying it!”
“Wait, what exactly are you saying?”
“I’m not interested in Grissom, he was under the same impression but I never was! That night he and I went out for dinner all we did was talk. I told him something about myself that I really hadn’t considered telling anyone Sara, I thought it might help him to see why I might off unintentionally led him on. And then he told me to talk to you!! I admit at first I was confused, I thought about it and I realised, he’d figured it out, he knew.”
“Knew what?”
“That I have no interest in anyone else, no one but you”
I was stunned, i had to be carful not to fall off of my stool and found myself gripping it tightly with my hands. Suddenly it all made sense, I realised what it was; The act we played, the tension, the fighting, bitching, back stabbing, and tallying points. the touching...
“I don’t know if I’m right about you Sara, but either way I am so tired of this THING between us! I’m sorry that I got in between you and Grissom I really am” There was a silence “Say something!” she pleaded.
“Why did he suggest you talk to me?” I asked her, making eye contact, nothing more.
“I assume he wanted me to explain how I felt to you, you being the one I…”
“Wait until I see him, god I’m going to kill him.” I was laughing through my fury. I guess the humour in it had started to set in. Sofia looked confused “He knows!” I explained.
“About…?”
“About me and how I feel.”
“About him, yeah he does.”
“No I mean about you…” Sofia was right, she was right all along and I was smiling now.
“Excuse me?” Sofia was still lost.
“I was dating this girl called Kim at the time I moved to Vegas. He and I just played it for a while because he knew it brought suspicion in the lab and wanted it to stay a secret. People like to talk!”
“You…. You’re into women?” she pointed and smilled.
I paused before answering… “You were right! I kind of owe Grissom one for helping me cover it up for so long, though of course, now that he has figured you out and sent you to me… I do believe he and I are even!!”
“This whole time I’ve been jealous, but not for Grissom, for you! How the hell did I not see it? I swear I had no idea!”
“I know. I'm gonna kill a bug or two!”
“So you don’t, you know, for Gil?”
“No!” I shook the thought off.
Sofia stepped closer to me “Can I ask you to take a break with me?”
“You can ask…” I teased, looking away at some random papers.
“Sara?”
“Yeah!” I smiled and pulled myself away from my work “I’m right behind you!”