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Title Bad Thoughts
Author: Amy Jo
Rating: PG-13 for the direction it will go, NC-17 for when it gets there.
Pairing: Catherin/Sara
Archive: If you think it's good enough, let me know and it's yours.
Feedback: Please send to js1n2001@yahoo.com
Spoilers: Not specific, but very vaguely Crash and Burn. You'll see.
Sara arrived at the scene and talked with Brass for a couple of minutes before heading in to collect evidence. She had just ducked under the crime scene tape as Catherine pulled up in her Tahoe. Great, Sara thinks to herself, I get to work the scene with Catherine. Just what I needed right now. Oh well, suck it up Sara, don’t let her notice.
What have we got?” Catherine asked, not noticing the introspective look on Sara’s face.
"Neighbor called in a DB. Seems the mail had piled up and the ‘garbage’ began to smell, so she came over to check it out. Found the garage door open about three feet. She tried knocking on the door and calling out the vics name, but got no answer, so she crawled in under the garage door. Found the body just as it is. Says she didn’t touch anything, seems she likes to watch crime shows on CourtTV and thinks she’s a junior detective or something. Brass is talking with her now.” Sara pointed in the direction of Brass, who was talking with an obviously over-excited neighbor.
Catherine chuckled at the sight, knowing that Brass would end up slightly irritated at the seemingly know-it-all neighbor. “So who does Ms. Detective think our murderer is?”
Well, apparently the vic here has some bad blood running between her and her oldest son. He’s still pissed about the divorce and takes his father’s side on everything. Brass is getting more details now.”
Catherine and Sara started collecting the evidence around the garage area and before long had made it to the victim, who was laying face down in a large pool of dried blood, in the doorway connecting the home to the garage. There were large stab wounds on the victims back, but no blood surrounding the wounds. Sara began snapping pictures and mentioned the wounds to Catherine.
What do you think? Post-mortem?”, Sara said as she snapped more pictures of the body.
Could be since there’s no visible blood on the clothing. But we’ll have to wait until Doc gets a look at her before we’re sure. Look at the size of the wounds, that was one large knife our killer stuck in her back. Butcher, maybe?”
Probably. Lets get inside and see if maybe we were lucky and the killer left the knife in the kitchen.”
With that, the two CSI’s went inside the house and processed the remainder of the scene. They were just heading back to the lab when the assistant coroner pulled up to take away the body.
(Back at HQ)
Grissom pulled Sara and Catherine into a conference room to discuss the evidence.
So, you have a vic with large knife wounds in her back and I hear Greg’s looking at a butcher knife that you found inside the house.”
Yeah,” Sara said, “but I personally don’t hold out much hope for the knife.”
Care to explain why?”
Well, the visible wounds on the vics back had no blood on her shirt. And the knife only had small traces of blood on it. But the body was lying in a pool of dried blood. I think the weapon would have more blood on it, even if the killer cleaned it.”
If you don’t think this is the knife, then where do you suggest we look for it?”
I think the killer might have taken with him. Maybe he wanted a little reminder. Maybe he panicked and just decided to run, and took it with him.”
Catherine was lost in thought. She looked as if she might be focusing on something in the file folder in front of her, but in truth she was thinking about Sara. I wonder how she’s holding up? She took Hank’s cheating on her a lot better than I would have. Maybe her heart wasn’t really in that relationship. Maybe I should ask her how she’s doing. Don’t get your hopes up Catherine. Gil suddenly snapped her out of her reverie.
Catherine? What do you think for motive? You seem pretty involved in that file.”
This is a report from Brass on what the neighbor had to say and some background on our vic. Apparently the vic, Jessica Freese, was married for over twenty years to a Scott Freese, and abruptly divorced him two years ago. The older son, Jonathan, is 19 and had moved into an apartment closer to the University. Living with Jessica were two younger children, Annabelle and Scott Jr., twins, age 12. Conveniently, the children were spending two weeks with their father at the time of the murder.”
Hey, the neighbor said there was bad blood between Jessica and the older son, Jonathan. Did she explain any of that to Brass?” inquired Sara.
Just that she knows that the son is unhappy with the divorce, which he feels Jessica surprised his father with. According to the neighbor, Jonathan can be heard yelling at his mother that things were perfectly fine before the divorce and that there was no reason for the divorce. The neighbor also says that Jessica remained calm, at least not yelling like her son, and only once raised her voice and said ‘I couldn’t live that lie anymore’.”
Just then Sara’s pager beeped. “Greg. I’ll be in the lab.” She said curtly and hurried off to see if Greg had anything useful for her.
What have you got for me Greg?” Sara came into the lab and asked of Greg.
Just that the DNA on the knife from your scene doesn’t match the vic. And before you go asking, I ran the tests and the blood doesn’t seem to have a familial relationship either. Looks like you need to find a different knife Sara, this one didn’t kill your vic.”
Damn it, that was the only knife at the scene that showed any traces of blood.” Sara said, mostly to herself, a little miffed about the information Greg had just given her.
Sorry Sara. You’re just going to have to look elsewhere then. The killer probably just took it with him.”
Hey Greg? You think you could run the DNA through CODIS for me? Just in case?”
Sure thing Sara.”
Sara walked out of the lab silently cursing herself for being right about the knife. Now they had to search for the weapon, but before they would even know where to start, they would need to find a likely suspect. The son was looking better and better.
Sara silently walked past the conference room she was in earlier with Catherine and Grissom. She looks so beautiful sitting there. I never noticed how her eyes light up when she discusses a case. I wonder if her eyes light up like that when she…..Bad thoughts, Sara, bad thoughts. Get back to work.
So who’s talking to who then?” Grissom inquired of Catherine as they both got up to leave the conference room.
Catherine watched as Sara walked past the conference room. If only she knew what I feel about her. Would I maybe have a chance? I’ve seen the way she looks at Grissom when she thinks no one notices. There is a look of longing in her eyes that I can only hope will someday be directed at me.
Not missing a beat, she quickly answered Grissoms’ question. “Brass is going to speak with Jonathan, and Sara and I will talk with Scott Freese. I am intrigued about what Jessica might have meant about living a lie. There might be something to that.”
Sounds like you are on top of things. I’m working with Warrick and Nick on a robbery-homicide at the Tangiers. Page me if you need anything.” Grissom said as he left the room.
On top of things. Wish I was on top of her. Christ, Catherine you’re at work. Stop acting like a teenager. Focus on this case and stop thinking of her.
Catherine went down the hall to get Sara from her office and head out to Scott Freese’s place. Sara was unusually quiet on the ride and stared out the window, presumably thinking, on the way to the Freese residence. Catherine kept stealing glances at Sara on the ride over. She has such a pained look on her face. I wonder if I kissed her if that would take away the pain. I know it would help mine. Bad thoughts, focus on work. Oh, the hell with work.
As they pulled up to Mr. Freese’s residence, Catherine couldn’t help but as, “Sara is everything okay? You seem kind of quiet and unfocused. And there’s this look on your face and in your eyes. I’ve seen it before, it’s a look of pain. And to be quite honest, that look doesn’t go well with your beautiful face. Is there anything I can do to help?” Without knowing it, that last part came out in a husky voice that startled Sara, along with the blush that was slowly creeping up Catherine’s neck and face.
Uh, no. I, uh, think I’m just tired today.”
Stupid, Sara, stupid. Catherine’s seen you run on less than three hours sleep and work a complete double shift without batting an eyelash. How could I possibly tell her that for some reason, working so close with her on this case is driving me nuts? I can smell her, a smell unique to Catherine. I know she doesn’t wear perfume, but she smells like lavender and cinnamon. Must be her shampoo or something. Whatever it is, it is causing thoughts that are purely not work related. She would help alright. She can let me kiss those soft beautiful lips…Wait, did she just say I was beautiful? Did I hear that right?
That’s definitely not what’s wrong with you today. When we finish shift today, I’m going to take you for breakfast and figure you out Sara Sidle.” The determined look on Catherine’s face told Sara that there was no way Catherine would take no for an answer.
Sara walked up the drive with a defeated look on her face, knowing that later she would have to have “the talk” with Catherine. There was nothing she dreaded more than exposing her feelings to hurt and pain. And she was absolutely sure that this was exactly what was going to happen. But a small part of her was elated and held out hope. She said I had a beautiful face. Is it possible…?
You ready for this?” Catherine asked as they reached the door.
Yeah, let’s do it.”
Catherine knocked on the door to Scott Freese’s residence. After three knocks, the door was answered by a gentleman in an expensive looking three piece suit. He was short, for the average male, about 5’6” and though he had broad shoulders and a well built physique, he was small. Certainly smaller than his ex-wife who had a good six inches in height and an extra twenty pounds on him.
You Scott Freese?” Catherine asked.
Yeah, who’s asking?” Came a rough reply.
Catherine Willows Vegas Crime Lab. This is Sara. Can we come in?”
Yeah, I guess.” Was all he said as he opened the door wider and walked into the house, presumably towards a living room.
Catherine and Sara followed Mr. Freese into his home. The house, a relatively small one-story ranch, was extremely well decorated. Just from glancing around Catherine could tell that Mr. Freese had spared no expense in decorating his new bachelor pad. Most of the rooms were dark, but as they entered what Catherine supposed was the living room, Scott turned on the lights.
Can I get you ladies anything to drink?” Scott asked, trying hard to play good host. There was a range of emotions flickering just behind his eyes, and Catherine couldn’t quite put her finger on all of them. There was definitely sadness, and exhaustion, but also something close to anger or frustration.
No thanks. Just got some questions to ask about your ex wife.” Catherine replied.
Actually, I could really use a glass of water,” Sara interjected, speaking for the first time since they entered the house.
Scott went into the kitchen and left the ladies alone in the living area. Sara and Catherine had a chance to observe more of the room while he was gone.
Thanks,” Sara said when Scott returned with a glass of water for her. She took a long drink and nearly drained the glass. “Guess I really needed that.”
Mr. Freese, I have some questions about your ex-wife and your divorce.” Catherine stated.
Why would the crime lab care about my divorce?” Scott asked, looking genuinely puzzled.
Well, Mr. Freese, it turns out that your ex has been murdered. The neighbor has indicated that your son, Jonathan, was upset about the divorce. Care to tell us why?” Catherine asked.
Jessica was murdered? That’s shocking!” Scott said. Catherine noticed he really did look shocked at the news and just behind his eyes was a look of great sadness. “Jessie and I had a really great marriage that lasted for over twenty years. Jonathan took it pretty hard. He couldn’t understand Jessie’s need to be free of our marriage. But I did. I had to let her go, she explained to me how she needed this, and I couldn’t deny her anything. So everything went smoothly and the next thing I know, I am a middle-aged divorced man. The twins handled it great. Jessie had started them in counseling for it, and the psychologist was just great at helping them understand that our divorce had nothing to do with them, and that we both loved them very much. Jonathan was old enough to handle it himself, though he did not handle it well.”
Sara drank the remainder of her water and asked, “About the twins, Mr. Freese. Where are they now?”
I get two weeks solid with them during the summer as part of our custody agreement. I had some company over earlier this evening, and I asked my parents to let the kids stay overnight. I don’t think they’re ready to see me back in the dating scene.”
Okay, that means that we’ll need the names, addresses, and telephone numbers of your parents and your ‘company’. What exactly was Jonathan’s problem with your divorce? Did he confide that in you? Jessica’s neighbor said he was closer to you than to his mother.” Catherine continued to work the angle with the son.
Excuse me,” Sara interrupted, “Do you mind if I get more water?”
No, go ahead. There’s tap water, or cold water from the fridge.” Scott replied, not attempting to play good host anymore. Sara was grateful that she would be given this chance to check out is kitchen.
Jonathan was upset because he thought is mom and I were a perfectly happy married couple. There was much to our relationship that he didn’t understand.” Scott explained, blushing just a little.
Catherine continued her questioning; wondering what was taking Sara so long to get her water, since the kitchen was barely 20 feet away. “What wouldn’t he understand?”
Before I get into this, I want you to know that I did not kill Jessie. And that the twins don’t know any of this information. Jessie and I married over twenty years ago. Back then, my lifestyle was not as accepted as it is today. Jessie was very understanding and loving. Had I been inclined too, I probably would have fallen in love with her. But, at the time, I was in love with someone else. A man.” Scott spoke these words with reverence for Jessie and a little bit of embarrassment about revealing this information.
Why did Jessie agree to marry you if she knew you were gay?” Catherine asked as Sara finally returned to the living area with a fresh glass of water.
When I first started dating Jessie, I told her the truth. That I was gay, and even had a boyfriend. At the time I was being pressured about ‘meeting the right girl’ and getting married so that my parents could finally have grandchildren. I had just finished law school and started working as an associate at Schuster and Fannin. The firm had no idea I was gay, and probably would have fired me if they had. Jessie knew about all of this and our relationship progressed and she met my family and some of the attorneys at my firm. She is actually the one who suggested marriage. She had free reign to date anyone else, and she got the financial benefits of being married. She came with me to family functions, and to firm functions. It was all her decision. Just as her decision to leave me.”
So, are the kids yours then? If she could date others, and you two obviously weren’t physical, do the kids have a different father?” Sara asked, thinking to herself that Jonathan could have been upset to learn that Scott wasn’t his real father.
No, the kids are mine. Jessie had that in vitro fertilization done. We told family and friends that it was hard to have kids, and this was our only chance. But, like I said, the kids don’t know any of this, so please don’t mention it when you speak with Jonathan.” Scott looked thoroughly exhausted from having exposed the secrets of his family.
Is there anyway that Jonathan could’ve found out? Apparently the fights between him and his mother got pretty vocal. Would she have told him?” Catherine asked, her mind turning over the possibilities.
No. We agreed when we got divorced that it would be better if I were the one that told the kids. After all, they were going to have to adjust to seeing their father dating again. And not only that, but seeing their father date a man. I haven’t had the guts to tell anyone yet.”
Not forgetting other possibilities, Sara asked, “What about your wife? Is she back on the dating scene? Does she have a boyfriend?”
Last I heard she was dating a nice young lady by the name of Eliza McCoy. But she lives in California now, so I don’t know how you’d get a hold of her.”
Sara was a little shocked at this revelation. Not only was Scott living in the closet, but so was Jessica? How many other secrets did this family have?
Would Jonathan have been upset to learn his mother was dating another woman? Did he know about Eliza? The neighbor had mentioned that she heard Jessica tell Jonathan that she was tired of living a lie.” Sara queried, still stuck on the Jonathan angle.
”He should know about Eliza, though he never mentioned it to me. For a short period Eliza was living with Jessie, and I’m not sure how she chose to explain that to Jonathan. If he felt upset, I would think he would come to me. We have a pretty good relationship. He has always felt closer to me than to his mother. In fact, he occasionally stays here for days at a time when he gets tired of the stress from school.” Scott explained.
Thank you for your time this evening Mr. Freese,” Catherine said as she prepared to leave. “Before we go, can we get those names and numbers from you? And we’ll need Jonathan’s too.”
Mr. Freese retrieved some paper and wrote down the names, addresses and phone numbers of his parents, Jonathan, and his date for the evening. He also wrote down the last known information he had for Ms. McCoy.
Here’s everything you asked for,” he said as he handed the paper to Catherine. “Plus I wrote down what I could remember about where Ms. McCoy used to live.”
Thank you for your time sir. We’ll call you if we need anything else.” Sara said politely as the left Mr. Freese.
Sara walked behind Catherine on the way to the Tahoe. Catherine walked with a grace and style Sara completely adored. Plus she liked to watch Catherine’s well toned butt. The way she walks is even attractive. Man, have I got it bad. But just look at her lean legs and toned ass. Bad thoughts, Sara, bad thoughts.
Catherine walked ahead of Sara on the way to the Tahoe. She could almost feel Sara’s eyes on her body. She reveled in it. The thought that Sara might be slightly interested pumped up her heart rate and made her skin flush. A broad smile grew on her face as she thought about Sara checking her out. Bad thoughts, Catherine, focus on work. You’ll get a chance to talk to her after shift.
Once in the Tahoe, Sara could hardly wait to talk about what Mr. Freese had revealed. “So you think maybe the son’s some kind of homophobe and attacked mom? Maybe she outed herself and he couldn’t handle it. Or maybe she outed dad to him and he became outraged. What do you think?”
Well, I would like to speak with him first and see what happened, but for now he’s looking like a strong suspect. Mr. Freese didn’t seem the least bit angry at Jessie for the divorce or even anything else. But he claims to have a good relationship with his children, yet they don’t know he’s gay. He’s hiding more than just that. I can feel it.” Catherine stated.
She wasn’t sure what it was she didn’t really like about Mr. Freese. He was calm and collected throughout the entire interview and was very agreeable. They had suggested Jonathan as a suspect many times and he didn’t even get angry at the thought. He seemed pretty detached from it all. Catherine knew if Lindsey were ever accused of any wrongdoing, she would defend her to the end. It’s just what parents did. But Mr. Freese didn’t seem at all like that.
While she was thinking about Mr. Freese, and focusing on driving, she didn’t notice that Sara was staring at her intently. Sara couldn’t help but think about how sexy Catherine looked when she was so focused. Will she ever focus on me like that, Sara wondered. Ah well, even if she never does, at least she doesn’t have to know that I have this puppy love crush on her. Actually it might be more than a crush. It might be full blown lust. It might go deeper than that, but I’ll never find out. I can just tell her that I’m upset about Hank. I wonder if she’ll buy it.
Well, I think Jonathan is looking like a good suspect too. But, when I was in Mr. reese’s kitchen I noticed he’s missing a rather large butcher knife from his butcher block. Before you say anything, no I wasn’t snooping, it just so happens that his butcher block sit atop a shelf above his sink. Plain sight.” Sara said.
So Mr. Freese may be looking like a good suspect as well,” Catherine said as they pulled back into the lot at the lab.
Getting out of the Tahoe, and heading toward the building, Sara told Catherine, “I’m going to go see Greg and see if the unfamiliar DNA belongs to anyone in CODIS. I had him run it, just in case.”
I need to go see Doc and see what he can tell me about our vic. Oh, and Sara?”
Yeah?”
Don’t forget about our breakfast date.”
This statement nearly stopped Sara in her tracks. Date, she said Date. Oh Lord, what have I gotten myself into? Sara was still contemplating this “date” as she headed in to see Greg.
Catherine, had hung back and watched Sara walk away.She had chosen her words carefully. She was still trying to figure out the enigma that was Sara. I think I just might be on the right track here. She looked so adorable as her face flushed and she practically fell over when I said date. Oh, this is going to be fun. Catherine thought as she admired the view in front of her before she headed off to see Doc Robbins.
Catherine walked into the morgue and walked up to Doc Robbins. “Hey Doc, what have you figured out for me?”
Catherine, as always, it’s a pleasure. Business first. Your vic here had a lot of injuries. Most of them old and healed. The ones you really want to know about are the stab wounds. I know you guys found her on her back and didn’t move her, so you may have missed this one. She had a stab wound that went nearly all the way through her neck. Sliced up her jugular and her voice box. Cause of death. All the other wounds, made with the same or a very similar knife, are on the back. But that’s where it gets more interesting.”
More interesting?” Catherine inquired, watching diligently as Doc went about his work.
Yeah, more interesting. These wounds were made approximately two days after your vic died. And, it’s not set it stone, but for now an approximate time of death is 3-5 days ago.”
So she was stabbed two days after she was killed? Who’d want to do that? But at least it explains the lack of blood on the wounds. Can you get the rest of the report to me by end of shift?” Catherine’s mind danced around the idea of the post-mortem stab wounds, trying to think of who they knew who might have wanted to do such a thing.
I don’t know Catherine, but for you I’ll give it a try. No promises.” Doc said as continued his work. “Did you want to know about the old wounds?”
”Shit. Yeah, Doc. Lay it on me.” She had completely forgotten that Doc said there were old healed wounds. As soon as Doc estimated time of death and told her about the wounds, her mind started racing with new possibilities.
Your vic has been used and abused in the past. She has had broken ribs, broken arms, broken wrists and a broken jaw. Most of the injuries, are relatively recent. By that, I mean within the past five years. She should have extensive hospital records somewhere. She was roughed up a lot.”
Doc, you are a fountain of information. I think it’s time I find Sara and we haul in some interviewees.” Catherine said as she started to head out the door.
Catherine?” Doc asked before she got out the door.
Yes, Doc?”
Speaking of Sara, when are you going to make your move?” Doc said with a small smirk.
What!” Catherine said completely shocked. “Make my move? Why Doc I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Come on Catherine, it’s so obvious. I may spend all my time with dead people, but I’m not blind. You’ve been looking at her like she’s a snack for the past few months. I see things, I observe. Did you know that sometimes she looks at you the same? Of course, she’s oblivious to the fact that you have your eyes on her.” Doc smirked as Catherine’s face turned a new shade of red.
Well Doc I had no idea you watched us like that.”
Doesn’t take much watching, it’s pretty obvious. Besides there’s enough sexual tension up there that even I can’t stand it and try to run away as fast as possible.” Doc chuckled at his own joke.
Well, if it matters that much to you, and you can keep it a secret, I’m gonna make my move at end of shift. So get me that report so I can wrap this up by then and get on with my date.” Catherine said before rushing out of the morgue.
Sara rushed into the lab trying her hardest not to think about the possibility that Catherine considered their breakfast a possible date. Damn it, just by her saying date, she’s got me giddy as a school girl again. Calm down Sara. Control.
But she failed miserably and as soon as Greg saw her he couldn’t help but ask. “Solve your case without me, huh Sara?”
What? No. I was just coming in to see if CODIS gave you anything.” Sara looked at him puzzled as to why he had assumed the case was solved.
Huh. By that grin on your case I had assumed you were coming in to tell me you figured it out yourself and didn’t need my answers.”
Nope. Still need to know, so quit dancing around it. Did CODIS get hit or not?” Sara realized too late that her tone had been a little curt and she had come off sounding irritated.
Okay, okay, okay. Before you try to beat it out of me, CODIS hit. Got one Eliza McCoy. It’s her blood on the knife.”
Tell me you pulled the report,” Sara was getting excited about this. CODIS wouldn’t have hit if Eliza hadn’t been arrested for something.
Domestic battery. Arrested three times. All within the past three years.”
Greg, I could kiss you!”
Okay,” Greg said all too eagerly as he turned his flushed cheek to receive his prize. Not getting one, he opened eyes he hadn’t realized he closed, only to find Sara gone.
Just outside the lab, Sara and Catherine crossed paths.
I’ve got to talk to you,” Catherine said, pulling Sara into the conference room they were in earlier.
“Great, me too,” Sara said, secretly enjoying the slightly forceful way Catherine pulled her into the room.
Doc says the stab wounds in the back were post-mortem. About two days post-mortem. And our vic has a lot of previously broken bones. Seems like she was abused.”
Yep, and I know by whom. I just talked with Greg and he got a hit on CODIS. Eliza McCoy has been arrested three times for domestic battery. All within the past three years.” Sara’s eyes twinkled with delight that she had been right to run the sample through CODIS.
Damn, she looks lickable when her eyes light up like that. Whoa, Catherine, bad thoughts again. You really should concentrate more on the work at hand. But she makes it so hard. She’s close enough to kiss and I can smell something faintly vanilla when she’s close. I bet her skin tastes like vanilla. Focus Catherine, no more of those bad thoughts, not now.
Sara hadn’t noticed Catherine’s lapse of attention, except that she saw her eyes darken a shade while she processed the information. At least that what Sara thought was going on in her mind. Little did she know.
I’ll call Brass and get him to work on locating Ms. McCoy instead of talking with Jonathan. I’ll have him see if she left a forwarding address at her old place or not. Meanwhile, I think it might be best if I went and talked with Jonathan.”
Want me to come along?”
No, you stay here and process the rest of the evidence from the scene and see if you can come up with something useful. Grissom might begin to think we forgot how to do our jobs if we spend all of our time doing the interviews. I should be back soon. Looks he lives pretty close to here actually.” Catherine said as she walked out the door.
Definitely can’t have her coming along with me. I don’t know what it is about her today, but she is driving my senses insane. I just about told her I thought she was lickable, for god’s sake. Got to regain the control. But just like a hormone-driven teenager, her mind soon reverted to Sara. Wonder if she’s a good kisser? Oooh, I wonder if she’s ticklish? Catherine’s mind kept wandering back to Sara on her way out the building and to the Tahoe.
Sara, back in the conference room, was wondering about Catherine. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear it was a bit of desire I saw in her eyes.
Thankful that Warrick and Nick were out in a field on a drive-by shooting, Sara set up all her evidence in an unusually empty lab room. Normally someone else from the night shift was around and using this room to analyze evidence. Sara liked this room the best because it provided the most light, and it was next to the break room, where Greg usually had some of that hundred dollar coffee brewing at around this time. Sara started to get to work, but found her concentration a little lacking.
Could that have been a flicker of want or desire in her eyes? No, it couldn’t have been. Catherine’s straight for god’s sake. She’s been married, and she did date Paul. But then again, I dated Hank. So maybe that was it. Oh hell, Sara, what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into? Falling into lust with a coworker. A female coworker. Who for all you know is straight as an arrow. But she said I was beautiful, and that we were going on a date. Dammit Sara, quit thinking about this before it drives you completely nuts. Back to work, back to work.
Sara got down to business to process the rest of the evidence from the scene. There were fibers, prints, blood samples, and of course the pictures. She had so much to keep her busy that she didn’t notice that the end of her shift was rapidly approaching. Grissom stopped by to check on her and see where Catherine was.
Sara?” Grissom asked for the third time.
Huh? Oh, hey Grissom.” Sara said as she looked up from the microscope she was using to analyze some fibers.
Sara, are you okay? I said you name like three times before you noticed. Everything all right?” Grissom looked at her with his patented questioning look.
Yeah, just got lost in time analyzing the evidence, you know.” Sara replied.
Have you seen Catherine? I was hoping to see how far along you two have gotten.”
How far along we’ve gotten? There’s no way he can know about the date right? Catherine wouldn’t have told him. Would she? No, she wouldn’t. Okay Sara, just calm down and answer his question. No reason to be nervous. Crap, shift’s over in about two hours. Crap. No need to be nervous. Yeah, keep telling yourself that.
Last time I saw her Catherine was leaving to go interview our vic’s son. But that was more than an hour and a half ago, and he lives near here, so I don’t know what’s holding her up.” Sara replied. Now she was slightly worried about Catherine. Catherine can handle herself, but she went alone to interview their top suspect. Man, I knew I should’ve gone with her. Stupid, Sara, stupid.
Grissom grabbed his cell phone and dialed Catherine’s number. The phone rang three times before being diverted to voicemail. Grissom frowned.
Have you got an address for this kid? Catherine’s not answering her phone.”
Uh, yeah, sure,” Sara said as she searched through the paperwork in front of her, grateful that she had already copied down the information. “Here it is. It’s about three miles from here. I’ll run over and see what I can find.” Sara was already at a half-run out the door when Grissom yelled to her.
Take Brass with you.”
By the time she reached the parking lot Brass was waiting. Sara wondered how he got there so fast, but then just figured Grissom had called him.
Ready Brass?”
Yeah, let’s go. What’s the address?”
Kid lives on the University campus. 1400 Delta, apartment F. Must be near Fraternity Row.”
Meet you there.”
The drive was only about three miles, but Sara’s mind was reeling over the possibility that anything might have happened to Catherine. God, don’t let her be hurt. I shouldn’t have let go by herself. Catherine, you’ve got to be okay. Fuck the consequences, I’ll tell her at breakfast how I feel about her. Even if she tells me that she will never feel the same way, there’s no way that hearing that could make me feel nearly as bad as I feel right now.
Sara slammed on the brakes in her Tahoe and ran up to the building, only pausing long enough to figure out where apartment D was. Upstairs. In less than five seconds Sara was up the stairs and in front of the door to apartment D. Brass wasn’t far behind her. Sara pounded on the door and got no response. Looking at Brass, to silently confirm that he knew her next step, she unholstered her weapon and used her free hand to try the doorknob.
The door was unlocked and swung open silently. Not ten feet away from her, Catherine was lying on the floor. Her nose was bleeding and there were the beginnings of an unsightly bruise on her left cheek. Sara rushed over to Catherine and motioned for Brass to check out the rest of the place.
Catherine? Come on Catherine.” Sara pleaded as she attempted to revive her coworker.
Brass checked the rest of the place and came up empty handed. “I’ll put out an APB for the kid. How’s Catherine?”
Slow but steady pulse. Still not coming around tough,” Sara said. She decided to plea some more. “Come on Catherine, wake up.” Sara said as she lightly slapped Catherine’s cheeks, careful not to hit her left cheek too hard. Catherine started to stir.
Oh, thank god.” Sara mumbled.
Sara, my angel,” Catherine whispered.
What was that Catherine?” Sara asked, having heard Catherine clearly, but silently hoping that Catherine would say it again. Hearing Catherine whisper those words and know that she was all right had sent shivers of pure happiness through Sara.
Catherine, who was still clearly groggy, pulled Sara closer and whispered again, “Sara my angel.” But this time she followed up the words with a very light brush of her lips against Sara’s. Before pulling away from the brief kiss, Catherine’s tongue slipped out and took a taste of Sara’s lips.
Mmm. Vanilla” She whispered, this time clear enough for Sara to hear her the first time.
Brass, whom Sara didn’t notice had even left the room, returned. He looked immediately relieved that Catherine was now awake and getting more lucid each second. “I got the APB out for the kid, and an ambulance is on its way to look at Catherine.”
Thanks Brass.” Sara said before grabbing her phone to call Grissom. “Yeah. She’s just coming to know. Brass already sent out the APB and requested an ambulance. I know. Okay. We’ll be back as soon as the EMT’s finish up with her.”
So what does Grissom have to say about all this?” Catherine inquired. She pulled on Sara’s arm to get her attention. “Help me up?”
Sara had forgotten that Catherine was still sitting on floor. Sara extended both her arms and pulled Catherine up off the floor, and simultaneously into her arms. They stayed that way for just a little longer than necessary both enjoying the way Catherine fit into Sara’s taller frame. Brass let out a little cough and Sara immediately let go of Catherine, her face turning about twelve new shades of red.
Um. Grissom says that he’s glad you’re okay. Says thanks to Brass for the ambulance and getting the APB out. And wants us to know that this is now a crime scene and not touch anything. Oh, and we’re to report back as soon as you get all fixed up so that you can fill out some paperwork on the incident.”
Sound like him. Now that you’re okay, get back to work. And don’t forget that it’s a crime scene, so don’t touch anything.” Catherine mocked Grissom, eliciting smiles from both Brass and Sara.
Glad to see you’re back in good spirits Catherine. Want to wait for the ambulance outside then?” Brass questioned, already steeping outside the door to the apartment.
As the trio headed down the stairs, the met an officer on his way up to the apartment. Brass left the officer with instructions to just close and stand by the door until a CSI arrived to run the scene.
Downstairs, the ambulance was just pulling up next to the Tahoe that Sara had driven over. By they time they were beginning to get out of the rig, Sara and Catherine were next to the ambulance. The EMT’s took Catherine to the back of the rig and Brass motioned for Sara to come over to his car and speak with him for a minute.
Yeah Brass?”
Just wanted to let you know, it looks like they’re going to get someone from dayshift to run this scene, since it’s close to that time anyway. Grissom cleared it with the day supervisor, and you can leave one of those Tahoes here, and the CSIs that come to run the scene will take it back.”
Thanks Brass.” Sara stated as she began to walk away.
Oh, and Sara? One more thing, take good care of Catherine this morning okay.” Brass said with a little smirk and a light chuckle.
Uh, okay Brass,” Sara replied again turning red.
Back at the ambulance, one of the EMT’s was placing a small piece of medical tape on Catherine’s cheek to close a tiny wound that had begun to bleed.
There’s no need for stitches, but you should still go to the hospital. If you were unconscious for a little bit, you really should get checked out.” The EMT was telling Catherine.
No thanks, I have some paperwork to do, and then I’ve I got a hot date.” Catherine said to the EMT while looking directly at Sara.
All right then, but if you get at all dizzy you need to tell your ‘hot date’ to take you to a doctor. If you can, put some ice on your cheek for a while, it will help the swelling go down.” The EMT said as he finished up.
Catherine read the EMT’s nametag before replying. “Well thank you, Sanchez, for that wonderful medical advice. I’ve got to finish my work, thanks for the help.”
“Brass have anything enlightening to say?” Catherine queried.
Huh? Uh, no. Just wanted to let me know that day shift would run the scene and that I should drive you back and leave one of the Tahoes here.” Sara said, obviously distracted.
Okay then. We’ll take yours back, since I assume you have the keys. I’ll just leave mine with the officer upstairs.” Catherine said as she hurried up to the apartment.
Sara had decided that the time was now to make her move. She just hoped she hadn’t misread all the signals. Hard to misread that kiss she gave me. Here she comes. Oh well, here goes nothing.
Sara stood by the passenger door waiting for Catherine. She was just beginning to open the door when Catherine came around the truck.
“Playing the gentleman are we?” Catherine joked as she watched Sara open the door.
Only for a little bit,” Sara replied with a mischievous grin. She held out her hand, as if to help Catherine into the Tahoe. Instead, when Catherine gripped her hand, Sara pulled her close and wrapped her arms around Catherine’s back. Catherine gasped in surprise, but before she could say, or think, anything, Sara’s lips were on hers.
Catherine’s gasp of surprise soon melted into a moan as Sara’s lips pressed against hers in a hungry fashion that was not to be denied. Sara traced her tongue along Catherine’s lips to get a taste. Sara slid her hands down Catherine’s back until her hands were lightly resting on Catherine’s hips. Just as she was pulling away from their brief kiss, Sara had only wanted a taste, she felt Catherine’s lips open and Catherine’s tongue brushed across the tip of Sara’s retreating tongue. Sara groaned at the touch and tightened her grip on Catherine’s hips.
Catherine then took the initiative and used the opportunity to slip her tongue inside Sara’s mouth. Sara felt such a rush of desire at the way Catherine’s tongue was moving around in her mouth, that she felt herself tightening her grip on Catherine’s hips even further to keep herself from falling over. Catherine groaned, it was a deep animal-like sound that renewed Sara’s desire for her.
Sara reluctantly pulled away from their heated kiss. Nearly out of breath, she whispered to Catherine “We’d better get back. You have paperwork to fill out and we don’t need Grissom getting worried about you again. He might send Brass out to find you and we certainly don’t need Brass to see that!” Sara joked.
Catherine, too was out of breath. Her mind was reeling from everything that the kiss had implied. Certainly desire, and whoa, was there lots of heat in that kiss. “Um. Yeah. Back to work. Okay.” Catherine stated, climbing into the passenger seat of the Tahoe.
Sara climbed into the driver side of the Tahoe and fumbled with the keys. She just couldn’t get over the kiss she had just shared with Catherine. Well, that was intense! To say the least. I don’t know if I can breathe right now. Think about it. Breathe. Breathe. That’s a good girl. Keep it going. Oh man am I in some trouble. I wonder if Grissom will notice that I can’t seem to function on a higher level. Man. I’m so glad that shift is almost over. There’s no way I could make it much longer. My lips feel like they’re buzzing with electricity. Oh man. And she’s just sitting there staring out the window. Wonder what she’s thinking. I heard and felt her moan, she had to have enjoyed the kiss as well. Right? Oh god, I hope I didn’t just screw everything up. Breathe. Breathe.
Catherine was indeed sitting quietly in the passenger seat of the Tahoe staring out the window. She had her own thoughts to deal with. If I look at her right now, I think I might just jump her right here and now. Keep staring out the window. Don’t look at her. God, I hope she doesn’t think I’m avoiding her. Okay, just a little peek. Oh man. Her face is all flushed and her lips, oh her lips, are a little swollen from being pressed against mine. Look away! Man, who knew she was such a good kisser. I should have done that a long time ago. What was I thinking, waiting this long? Oh yeah, I thought she was straight. Oh, we’re getting closer to work. Better get my shit together. I’m going to have to look at her soon.
Sara pulled into the lot at CSI and parked in the closest available space. She hopped right out of the Tahoe and rushed over to Catherine’s side of the truck. They were at work, so she knew that she wouldn’t repeat the kiss. She just hoped her body remembered that. She opened Catherine’s door, and extended an arm to help her out of the truck.
You know Sara, it’s not like I broke my leg or anything, just a bump on the head. You don’t have to help like this.” Catherine said, as she took Sara’s hand to let Sara know that her offer of help wasn’t being totally rejected.
Um. Yeah, I know. It’s just that, well, you know, in case you get dizzy and need support.” And because I really felt the need to touch again. Again with the bad thoughts, Sara. You’re back at work now, remember? Not that you were actually away from work earlier, but at least then no one could see you devour your coworker’s lips like it was your last meal. Damn it, there are those thoughts again. Fuck Sara, get it together.
Well thank you. But no funny stuff this time. Too many people here that would tell Grissom.” Catherine said with a huge grin on her face, as she started to get out of the Tahoe.
Sara’s face turned red yet again. But a part of her really wanted to kiss Catherine again. And not just because it was intensely good, but because the thrill was like an aphrodisiac. She wondered if Catherine would even want to kiss her again.
When both of Catherine’s feet were on the ground, she whispered to Sara, “Don’t forget about breakfast. But I think I know what’s been bothering you now.” Sara blushed again.
Catherine headed in to talk with Grissom. Sara, reluctantly went back to her interrupted work in the lab.
Catherine what happened out there?” Grissom asked. Catherine did notice, that despite his all business tone, she could see some concern in his eyes. She decided to kid with him a little.
Gee Grissom, it’s good to see that you’re okay too. I mean, I know I’m that one that got cold-cocked by that lousy bastard, but don’t worry about me. I’m okay.” Catherine said with a small smile on her face.
Catherine, you know I’m concerned, but I know that you’ve been attended to by the EMT’s and I also know that Sara has taken good care of you since then. But since you want me to ask, how are you feeling?”
He knows Sara took good care of me? What does he know? How does he know? Oh, wait a minute. He just means she hasn’t let anything else happen to me. Phew!
Actually, I’m feeling kind of shitty boss. I just got cold-cocked by an ignorant teenager who can’t adjust to his parents’ lifestyles. My face is swollen and my head is a little woozy. Other than that, I think I’m okay.” Catherine said matter-of-factly, ignoring the look she got from Grissom.
Well, can you tell my why he decided to hit you?” Grissom asked.
Only he can tell you specifically why. So find him and ask him,” Catherine replied curtly. “Actually things went pretty well until I asked him if he knew where I could find Eliza McCoy. Then he kind of snapped and said something about her being a bitch from hell and a lousy no good dyke. All I did was ask if he knew where I could find her and he flipped out, hit me, and apparently took off. That’s it.”
Okay. Well fill me in on the conversation before that.”
I had gone over to see Jonathan Freese about the death of his mother. As you know, the vic’s neighbor had said that Jonathan was having a hard time with the divorce and that some of the arguments had gotten verbal enough to be heard by the neighbor. Apparently his father had called him and told him of his mother’s passing. Though he’s too young, only 19, I suspect he was drinking.
When I got to the apartment, he told me he already knew why I was there, and that his father called. So, I jumped right in and asked him about the divorce. He told me he was upset about the divorce because his mom had started cheating on his dad, and he could see his dad was hurt. But his mom just didn’t seem to care and she went ahead with the divorce and told Jonathan that it was for the best.
Eventually mom got her own place, and custody of the younger twins. Jonathan would visit, but mostly only when the twins were around. He told me that the only way he could control his anger at his mother was if the twins were around. He said they calmed him and he didn’t want them to see him angry. Eventually, our vic got a roommate. She told Jonathan that it was to help with the rent.
Here’s where it gets interesting. He says he dated the roommate and that the roommate was going to move in with him. When Sara and I spoke with the father, Scott, he told us that the roommate and mom were lovers. I asked him if the roommate’s name was Eliza McCoy. He said yes.
That’s when we got into it. He was raising his voice little by little and I took that as my cue to leave. Throughout the interview he had actually been crying a little, but now his anger was getting to him. I was heading down the hallway to his door when I turned around and asked him if he knew how to reach Eliza. Then fist, then floor. That’s all I know.”
Brass has the APB out on him, at least we can put him up for a little while for assaulting a police officer. Maybe that will give us a safe place to interview him. Something is definitely wrong as far as his relationship with this Eliza and his mother.” Grissom said, stating the obvious.
Yeah and Brass should still be looking for Eliza as well. She’s got a couple of arrests under her belt for domestic battery.” Catherine said, getting tired. Shift was now over and the day had worn her out.
Alright, I’m having day shift run the scene at his apartment. Maybe we can get this case wrapped up tomorrow. Thanks, Catherine. Go home and get some rest.” Grissom said heading with Catherine out of his office.
Hey Grissom? You think you could convince day shift to take a look at his kitchen knives? He is a good suspect in his mom’s murder and the knife we found at her place isn’t the murder weapon.”
Yeah, I’ll have them look into it.”
Thanks.”
Grissom headed towards the exit as Catherine began her search for Sara. After all, she does have a hot date to get to. Fortunately, Catherine didn’t have to look hard. Sara was still in the lab processing the final pieces of evidence they gathered at the scene.
Hey, you ready to go?” Catherine asked, breaking Sara out of her concentration on the evidence in front of her.
Yeah. I guess so. Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, you did get knocked out today, you might want to go home and rest.” Sara asked, secretly hoping that Catherine still wanted to go out.
I am absolutely sure I still want to do this. Clean up your lab, and I’ll meet you outside.”
Sara’s mind raced with memories of the kiss they had shared earlier and thoughts of just what might be to come. She had her lab cleaned up and all the evidence put away in record time. She nearly ran out the door to the parking lot, but didn’t want to seem overly excited about this date, so she settled for a really fast walk out the door.
Catherine was leaning against her car, looking as beautiful as ever, even if she had a bruise covering almost the entire left side of her face.
So where we headed?” Sara asked as she approached Catherine.
Well, I was thinking about making you breakfast. Your place or mine?” Catherine replied in a sultry voice, all but winking at Sara.
How about yours? Honest, my place is a mess, and you have Lindsey to take care of, so your place might be easier. Plus, if you do get dizzy, or really tired, you’re already at home.”
Okay then, convincing argument. Follow me? Can’t have office gossip about the two of us leaving together.” Catherine smiled and laughed as she got into her car.
Oh man. Her place. Not a public place. This is going to be difficult. Just breakfast, that’s all it is. Just breakfast. Yeah, right, like you aren’t hoping for more than that. Sara thought as walked towards her own vehicle.
Yes! She agreed to come home with me! How am I going to behave myself through an entire meal. It may only be breakfast, but she’ll be right there. Less than two feet away. And now that I know she such a good kisser, I want to know more. Lots more. Calm down, Catherine. Breakfast first. Then more kisses. Yeah. Oh man, I’m acting like a teenager. Catherine thought as she drove away.
The drive over to Catherine’s house was made short by the anticipation that both Sara and Catherine could feel. Neither was sure of where this next step would take their relationship, except that they both knew it was what they wanted. Catherine pulled into her driveway with Sara right behind her. She headed up the walkway to her front door and stalled for time by searching in her purse for her keys. When Sara was behind her, she made a small sound of victory and pulled her keys out of her purse. She unlocked the door and stepped into the foyer. Sara was right behind her.
This time, she had decided it was her turn. Sara moved out of the way, so that Catherine could close the door. As soon as the door was closed, Catherine grabbed Sara and pushed her into the wall behind her roughly. It was Sara’s turn to be surprised. Catherine’s lips met hers with a voracious need. Catherine attacked Sara’s mouth, wasting no time getting her tongue into Sara’s mouth.
Sara was pinned to the wall. Normally, she’d object to this kind of treatment, but since kissing Catherine was all she could think about for the past two hours anyway, she gave in to Catherine’s need. Not one to be outdone, Sara tangoed with Catherine’s tongue until she managed to work both tongues into Catherine’s mouth. Sara delighted in the taste and flavor of Catherine’s mouth. She played with Catherine’s tongue, and ran hers along Catherine’s teeth. By the time they parted both were out of breath and Sara knew every inch of Catherine’s mouth.
Wow,” Sara breathed.
You’re telling me,” Catherine said breathlessly. “You’ve got an amazing mouth,” Catherine whispered in reverence against the side of Sara’s face, as she licked the Sara’s earlobe. “And that pierced tongue is quite a surprise. How did I not notice it before?”
Sara was still pushed against the wall and very nearly slid all the way down the floor when Catherine started playing with her ear. She very likely would have ended up on the floor, if Catherine’s hands hadn’t gotten curious and started rubbing at her sides.
Sara moaned as Catherine continued her assault. In between breaths and heavy moans, she managed to explain that she didn’t wear the tongue ring at work, only after hours.
Catherine hummed a “Hmm,” as response into Sara’s ear as she gently sucked on the tip of the lobe. The gentle vibrations sent shivers of pure want through Sara’s entire body.
Catherine?” Sara’s voice barely worked, but it managed to come out in a husky tone that only made Catherine increase her ministrations. Catherine had wrapped her right hand behind Sara, gently holding her up, while her left hand had found its way underneath Sara’s shirt. Her lips were kissing every inch of Sara’s neck that they could find, while her tongue occasionally extended and licked up a taste of Sara’s skin. Sara had begun moaning and the moans were steadily getting loader, and her breathing was getting increasingly difficult. Her head had fallen to Catherine’s shoulder.
When Catherine didn’t respond, Sara tried again. “Cath?”
Yeah” Catherine stated still not slowing down. Catherine was fully enjoying having this woman at her mercy she could feel Sara’s body giving in to her desires. Her own body was aching with a need that she had not felt in an incredibly long time. She could feel the throbbing in her core and was determined to show Sara exactly how she felt.
Lindsey?” It came out as a question. Sara had meant to ask Catherine if Lindsey was home. If Lindsey was here, Sara did not want the child to come down from her bedroom and find her mother groping her in the foyer. Somehow her voice could only come up with that one word.
Sara had begun to suck on the exposed flesh of Catherine’s neck. She gave a gentle bite to Catherine’s skin and heard Catherine groan almost animalisticaly into her neck. The sound, and the sensation, left a burning desire in the pit of Sara’s stomach. She knew she wouldn’t last much longer before she ripped off Catherine’s clothes right there.
At my sister’s,” was the response Catherine gave to Sara’s question. Sara had worked her hand around to Catherine’s very well toned ass. She grabbed hard and pulled Catherine into her at the same time her lips locked onto Catherine’s ear and sucked gently just once.
Catherine made a sound that was somewhere between a moan and a scream. Sara’s actions had caught her off guard. Sara had been holding back, but knowing that Lindsey wasn’t around allowed her to let go of her control and lose herself in the moment. One of Sara’s hands crept up towards the back of Catherine’s shirt. She was slowly working the back of Catherine’s shirt out of her pants while using her other hand to massage the round globes of Catherine’s ass. Her lips found a particularly sensitive spot on Catherine’s neck just below her jaw bone.
Catherine’s hands had begun another journey. Catherine was enjoying the entirely lickable skin on Sara’s neck, but she wanted more. Taking Sara’s lead, one hand was now cupping Sara’s ass. Her other was slowly unbuttoning Sara’s shirt. Her lips and tongue followed the same route, and her head dipped to kiss the newly exposed flesh. Sara whose lips, no longer had Catherine’s neck to taste, began moaning Catherine’s name like a mantra.
”Catherine, Catherine, Catherine….” Sara chanted in a deep, nearly voiceless tone.
Catherine’s hands had managed to completely open Sara’s top. Catherine released Sara’s ass and placed both of her hands on Sara’s exposed abs. The instant Catherine touched Sara’s bare flesh, Sara let out a soft moan and threw her head back, hitting the wall with a soft thud. Now the only words Sara could form were “Cat, Cat, Cat….,”and even those words were hard for her to get out.
Catherine’s lips were busy exploring the parts of Sara’s chest that were exposed. Catherine brought one hand up and cupped Sara’s breast, lightly caressing the painfully hard nipple with her thumb. Sara screamed at the touch and arched her back, pressing more of herself into Catherine’s hand.
Sara brought up her hands and tangled her fingers in Catherine’s hair. Sara’s whole body was aching to take this to a new level, but a small part of her mind seemed to still be aware of where she was. Pinned to Catherine’s wall. She silently thought to herself that this might be her new favorite place to be. She tugged gently on Catherine’s hair, pulling Catherine away from her chest.
Catherine had been so lost in her desire to touch and lick every part of Sara’s body that she didn’t even remember that they never got further than two feet inside her house. When Sara gently tugged Catherine’s head away from her flushed body, at first Catherine thought Sara might be regretting their actions. One look into Sara’s eyes dispelled any thoughts. Sara’s dark eyes were nearly closed, but open enough for Catherine to look right into them and see the level of desire that she had provoked.
Sara could barely find her voice, and it took her a few seconds, but she finally managed to squeak out “Bed.” Never had one word managed to fill Catherine with such happiness. Catherine leaned in and lightly brushed her lips across Sara’s before taking her hand and leading Sara up the stairs to her bedroom.
Once inside the bedroom, Sara wasted no time in pulling Catherine to her and kissing her with all the built up passion of the past three years, not to mention just the past few minutes. Everything in her poured into that kiss, and when she pulled away, Catherine was panting for breath and flushed all over. At least, flushed where Sara could see. Sara was about to change the fact that she couldn’t see much of Catherine.
Within seconds Sara had the edges of Catherine’s shirt in her hands, and she had half stooped over to kiss Catherine’s stomach. Sara continued to pull Catherine’s shirt over her head while trailing kisses over each new area of exposed skin on Catherine’s torso. When she had Catherine’s shirt over her head, she stopped at the base of Catherine’s neck, in that lovely spot where it met her collarbone, and sucked on the sensitive flesh. She heard Catherine softly moan her name, and continued her quest. She tossed Catherine’s shirt aside and slipped out of her own in one swift motion.
Sara brought her arms around Catherine’s back and hugged her close, returning her lips to Catherine’s. In less time than it took for Catherine to moan her name, Sara had unclasped Catherine’s bra and was sliding it down her arms. Sara dipped her head to kiss Catherine’s now bare shoulders and to brush her lips across the tops of her breasts. Sara slowly bent down, kissing each inch of Catherine’s breasts in circles, careful to avoid the sensitive areolas. Catherine now had her hands in Sara’s hair, gently massaging her scalp and pulling Sara closer to her body.
Sara gently cupped one breast in her hand, while the other started to unbutton Catherine’s slacks. Catherine was lost in the feeling of Sara’s mouth on her breasts. She was so lost that she didn’t even notice that Sara was now unzipping her slacks. When Sara was ready to remove Catherine’s slacks, she brought both hands around Catherine’s back, pulled her in close, and gently took one nipple in her mouth and sucked on it.
Sara!” Catherine nearly screamed her name out. The part of Sara’s brain that was working was glad that Lindsey wasn’t home. Seems like Catherine is a screamer. Hearing her name coming from Catherine’s lips in that moment of pleasure sent shockwaves of pleasure straight to Sara’s throbbing center. Acutely aware of just how wet she was, and her need to share that wetness with Catherine, Sara’s hands dropped from Catherine’s back and to the waistline of Catherine’s slacks. Sara was slowly pulling Catherine’s slacks and panties down as she sucked on Catherine’s nipple. Sara swirled her tongue around Catherine’s nipple and areola, only to be rewarded with another scream from Catherine. In the recesses of her mind, Sara was thinking that next time they should do this at her place, where there was less chance of anyone hearing Catherine’s exquisite vocals.
Sara reluctantly removed her lips from Catherine’s breast, and placed tiny kisses down Catherine’s stomach. Sara was removing Catherine’s shoes and slacks as she kissed around Catherine’s bellybutton. Sara could feel the heat radiating off of Catherine’s body. Catherine was just as ready for this as she was. The thought that Catherine wanted her so badly sent a whole new rush of wetness into Sara’s panties. Sara thrust her tongue into Catherine’s bellybutton and was rewarded with a low moan of her name from Catherine’s lips.
Catherine was now standing before Sara completely naked. Normally, for her this first time naked with a new partner would cause her to be a little shy. But Sara excited her to such new levels, that she didn’t have time to be self-conscious. She was all too aware that Sara was still half-clothed. This was a problem that would have to fixed soon. While Sara had taken her time undressing Catherine and showering her with kisses, Catherine’s need was much more primal.
Catherine moved them so that they were edging up to the bed. With a forceful, but playful push, she had Sara lying on the bed. In less than a minute Catherine had removed nearly all of Sara’s clothing. All that remained was Sara’s silk bra. Catherine, ever graceful, crawled up the bed, making sure her body never lost touch with Sara’s skin. Sara was delighted with this new sensation. Until now, only her lips and fingers had come in contact with Catherine’s skin. Sara had discovered yet another new favorite place to be. Naked and in bed with Catherine.
Catherine was kissing everywhere around Sara’s breast that was uncovered. Sara could feel Catherine’s body all over her and the kisses were driving Sara’s body beyond distraction. Catherine reached her arms around Sara’s back to unclasp her bra. But, she didn’t remove the bra right away. Instead she sucked on Sara’s left nipple through the silk fabric, while gently twirling Sara’s right nipple between her fingertips. Sara moaned loudly and arched her back into Catherine’s touch. When Sara moaned, Catherine sucked even harder, causing Sara to arch her back even more and her moan was cut off by a gasp of pleasure.
Catherine decided that the time for teasing was through. Sara was moaning louder and louder, and Catherine wanted nothing more than to hear Sara moan her name in ecstasy. She slipped Sara’s bra off and tossed it to the floor. Her left hand was rubbing up and down Sara’s side as Catherine dipped her head down to Sara’s mouth for a kiss. They kissed long and hard as each attempted to dominate the kiss with their desire for the other.
Catherine adjusted he position over Sara’s body so that she was now straddling Sara’s left leg and exposing Sara’s wet center to the cool air of the bedroom. Still kissing Sara deeply, Catherine slid her hand down Sara’s abdomen and was delighted to hear Sara’s slight whimper when her hand came across Sara’s neatly trimmed curls. Catherine’s long fingers parted the folds of Sara’s sex, and not wasting any more time Catherine inserted a finger into Sara’s core. Sara immediately closed around Catherine’s finger and pulled her further inside.
Sara pulled up her left leg so that it pressed into Catherine’s wetness. With Catherine riding her leg, and Catherine’s finger inside her, and Catherine’s lips and tongue on her mouth, Sara was nearing the edge already. She moaned loudly into Catherine’s mouth.
Catherine pulled her lips away and released her own scream of enjoyment. This felt so good, so right to her. Sara was riding out her own pleasure beneath Catherine, a light sheen of sweat now covering her entire body. Catherine lowered her head to lick and suck on Sara’s hard nipples again. The moment Catherine touched the sensitive skin, Sara arched her back and thrust her leg even harder into Catherine. Catherine was now riding Sara’s leg harder and faster in time with the thrust of her finger into Sara.
More,” Sara growled, and Catherine slipped another finger into Sara, now turning her fingers to search for that one incredibly sensitive spot. She was nearing her own release, and wanted Sara to be there with her for the ride. Her thumb searched out and caressed Sara’s clit as her teeth lightly bit down on Sara’s nipple. Sara’s whole body jumped at the sensation and she began moving her leg hard and harder into Catherine, feeling the wetness dripping down her thigh.
Oh God Catherine, please”
Catherine took her cue and increased the speed of her fingers inside Sara, while rubbing her clit even harder. She thrust back against Sara’s leg harder and that was all it took for Sara to come. She moaned Catherine’s name so loud that it almost drowned out Catherine’s scream of ecstasy.
Catherine slowed, but did not stop the movement of her fingers inside Sara. She wanted Sara to come down from her orgasm peacefully, but she was enjoying the feeling of having her fingers wrapped in the warmth and wetness of Sara’s core. Catherine once more adjusted her position so that she was now lying on the bed next to Sara. She heard Sara groan in protest.
I’m right here baby,” Catherine whispered into Sara’s ear. When Sara’s breathing began to return to normal, Catherine removed her fingers, but couldn’t resist the urge to lick the taste of Sara off of her fingers. “Mmmm.” After licking her fingers clean she began tracing small circles on Sara’s abdomen. Sara began lightly chuckling, and firmly grabbed a hold of Catherine’s bothersome hand.
Ah. So you’re ticklish, huh?” Catherine questioned as she playfully tried to remove her hand from Sara’s now fierce grip.
Um, no?” Sara tried unconvincingly tried to lie. But she still had a death grip on Catherine’s hand, so she was pretty sure she was safe from being attacked. At least for right now.
I don’t believe you. But I think you’ll probably end up breaking my hand if I try anything now, so I’ll let you go just this once.” Catherine said as she snuggled in closer to Sara’s body.
Um Catherine?” Sara asked her tone turning more serious.
Yeah.”
Um. Hmm.” Sara was having trouble figuring out how to say this. She let out a deep breath and dived right in, “This is usually the part where I scramble back into my clothes and high-tail it out of here. But I really don’t want to do that. Can I stay? I mean, at least for a little while?” Sara asked, her voice clearly cracking when asked permission to stay.
Yes, Sara. You can stay. In fact, in case you’ve forgotten, I owe you breakfast.” Catherine’s tone was joking, but her words were serious and she made sure to look deep into Sara’s eyes while she spoke them. Sara relaxed her grip on Catherine’s hand and rolled over so that she was lying on her side facing Catherine. Sara leaned in and kissed Catherine slow and deep making sure that Catherine understood what those words meant to her.
Thank you Catherine. For everything. You’re great, you know.” Sara had meant to let Catherine know that she was a great friend, but she also meant that she was a great lover.
You know, if you kiss me like that again, I may never let you leave my bed.” Catherine told Sara with a smile on her face and a twinkle of renewed lust in her eyes.
Oh really? I may just have to remember that. But, for now what do you say we head into the kitchen and grab some breakfast. I seem to be incredibly hungry right now.” Sara returned Catherine’s look as she climbed on top of Catherine. But she only stayed there for a second before rolling off and getting out of the bed. “Hey Catherine?”
Yeah lover?”
Where’s your bathroom?” Sara questioned. She called me lover. I guess after that, we are lovers. But she said so comfortably like she had been waiting a lifetime to say it in just that way.
Right across the hall.” Then as an afterthought, “There should be a robe hanging on the back of the door if you’d rather put that on than get dressed.”
Sara nodded and walked out of the room. Catherine propped her head up on the bed and watched a nude Sara walk out of her bedroom and into the bathroom. Man, and I thought her ass looked good when she walked around in all those clothes. I definitely prefer it nude. Guess I’d better get moving on that breakfast I promised her. Catherine thought to herself as she got out of bed and grabbed a robe from her closet and headed downstairs.
Sara was in the bathroom, her mind reeling over what had happened in just the past few hours. All shift Sara and Catherine had been flirting a little with each other. Then she had kissed Catherine outside that kid’s apartment. Which led to more flirting. And now, here she was naked, in Catherine’s bathroom, still high on the afterglow of some of the most fantastic sex she had ever had. Hell, THE most fantastic sex she had ever had. And her body was telling her this was just the beginning. That before she even left Catherine’s place today, there would be more sex. Her body ached for it.
Sara cleaned up, fixed her hair and grabbed the robe from the back of the door. When she headed out of the bathroom, she could see that Catherine had already headed downstairs. Sara cleaned up the clothes in the bedroom; once a neat freak, always a neat freak. She headed downstairs and joined Catherine in the kitchen.
Catherine was digging around in the cabinets for something to make for breakfast when she felt warm hands circle her waist from behind, and soft lips kiss her neck. “Mmm. That feels nice.”
So, what’s for breakfast?” Sara asked as she moved her lips up to Catherine’s ear and gently sucked on the lobe. Catherine shivered from the touch.
Mmm, you?” Catherine replied, leaning back into Sara and holding onto Sara’s arms making sure she wasn’t about to go anywhere.
Sara chuckled into Catherine’s ear, the vibrations sending goose bumps all over Catherine’s body. “No, really?” Sara asked. “I’m pretty hungry. Oooh, how about waffles?” Sara asked spotting a box of pancake mix in the cabinets. She leaned back into Catherine’s ear and lightly whispered, “With lots of syrup.”
Mmm. Syrup. Waffles it is.” Catherine let go of Sara’s hands and reached in for the mix. Sara gave Catherine’s neck one last kiss and let go.
Need any help?” Sara offered.
Nah, go ahead and watch TV or something, I got it covered.” Catherine replied, already digging in the cabinets and the refrigerator for everything she would need.
Alright then. Hey, got any orange juice?”
Yeah. Glasses are in the cabinet next to the fridge.”
Thanks.” Sara replied, already grabbing the OJ out of the fridge. When she had poured herself a glass, she gave Catherine a quick kiss on the cheek and headed to the front door to grab the morning newspaper. Instead of turning on the TV, Sara walked over to Catherine’s stereo and put in a CD. She walked back to the bar that separated the kitchen from the dining area, and pulled up stool to the opening tunes of Norah Jones’ “Come Away with Me” album.
Catherine turned around to comment on the music selection to find Sara at the bar. I could easily get used to this. Sara really looks at home sitting there in my robe and reading the paper with a glass of juice. I bet that’s exactly what she does at home. Catherine thought to herself.
No TV?”
Nah. I don’t usually watch TV actually. I prefer to listen to good music and read the paper in the mornings. I catch the news before shift to keep up with what’s happened during the day, but otherwise I never turn the TV on.” Sara said.
That must be nice. Whenever Lindsey is around, the TV is always on. She loves the Cartoon Network. I have a hard time pulling her away from it sometimes.” Catherine said as she went about her work in the kitchen. “It’s a nice change of pace to just listen to music.”
The conversation fell silent as Sara returned to reading the paper and Catherine went about making breakfast. Only the sultry, jazzy sounds of Norah Jones filled the house. Sara was pleased that the silence wasn’t uncomfortable as it sometimes can be in a situation similar to this. By the time Sara put the paper down, Catherine was finished with breakfast.
Breakfast is served.” Catherine said with a flourish, standing by the dining table.
Sara walked over to the dining table and pulled Catherine close for a quick kiss. “Thank you,” she said when they parted. Sara moved to sit and enjoy breakfast, and was surprised to be pulled back into Catherine’s arms. Catherine kissed her long and hard and didn’t pull away until they were both nearly out of breath.
No, thank you,” Catherine told her when she finally let go. As she sat down, Catherine was reminded of the real reason she had invited Sara to breakfast. “You know, I never did ask you what was bothering you so much at work last night. So, what was it?”
Sara had begun piling waffles onto her plate, along with some bacon that Catherine had cooked, and replied with a smile, “You’re a pretty good CSI, you figured it out all by yourself.” Before explaining further, she munched on a piece of bacon and began pouring syrup over the stack of waffles she had put on her plate.
So sexual frustration, then.” Catherine said in between bites of her own breakfast.
Actually, it’s that and Catherine frustration I think,” Sara grinned wildly at her new lover.
Catherine frustration? What exactly is that?”
Three years of built up sexual frustration from lack of incredible sex with Catherine Willows.” Sara said giving Catherine that mischievous grin that Catherine was beginning to love. Especially if it came with that twinkle she just saw in Sara’s eyes. Sara’s admission made Catherine blush just little.
Oh, I see. So it’s something like Sara frustration then.” Sara, on the other hand, blushed a bright red at the implications of Catherine’s admission. “But what was it about last night that distracted you so much?” Catherine returned to the serious side of their conversation.
Honest? It was you. More specifically, it was you in that top you were wearing.” Sara turned even redder, and couldn’t look at Catherine, instead just staring at the breakfast on her plate.
Catherine, however, wasn’t letting go. “What about it?”
Sara spoke so low, that Catherine could barely hear it. “Well, the top’s kind of small. And it accentuates your chest, when you reach high, it exposes your abs, and when you squat on the ground to examine a piece of evidence it rides up in the back, giving me a peek at the skin on your back. It’s my favorite shirt to see you in, but combined with the lack of, let’s say other, sexual distractions, it kind of just got to me today.”
I see. So it’s your favorite, huh? I’ll need to remember that.” Catherine said as she slowly got out of her chair and kneeled at the side of Sara’s chair. Sara was still staring at her plate, which was now empty. Catherine tilted Sara’s head toward her own and gave Sara a brief kiss.
As Catherine kneeled on the floor, she heard the front door open, surprising both her and Sara. Lindsey came rushing into the room. “Mommy!” Lindsey said excitedly. Not far behind Lindsey was Catherine’s sister.
Oh!” Catherine’s sister gasped as she entered the dining room.
“Hey kiddo, what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be on your way to school?” Catherine asked of Lindsey.
I know mom, but I forgot my math book, so we had to come get it.” Lindsey explained as she started to run upstairs to grab her book.
Sara had been staring at her empty plate again, here face rapidly turning red. Of all the times she had stayed for the ‘morning after’, not once had she been busted by the daughter of her latest lover. Of course, most didn’t have daughters, so maybe that helped in the past.
Catherine’s sister, Nancy, was grabbing herself a small glass of orange juice, acting for all the world as if this happened everyday. Which of course, did not help Sara’s embarrassment.
So you must be Sara then, right?” Nancy asked, looking right at Sara. “I’m Catherine’s sister, Nancy. Sorry to interrupt your breakfast.”
Um, yeah. Sara, that’s me.” Still staring at her plate.
You’re right Catherine, she is pretty cute.” If it was possible, Sara turned even redder. “But I don’t think she’s ready to meet the family yet. Or, maybe she’d just prefer to have met me when she had some clothes on.” It was obvious that Nancy was joking, but Sara still wouldn’t look up from her plate.
Lindsey came running back down the stairs with her book in hand. “Mommy, can we go out for ice cream after school today?” Lindsey asked as she rushed back over to her mother. “Please?”
Okay sweetie,” Catherine caved easily to the whim of her daughter.
Sara, can you come too?” At this Sara’s head finally snapped up from her plate. Her eyes opened real wide and she stared at Catherine.
Regaining her composure, she took Catherine’s hand and said, “Only if your mom says it’s okay.” Well, at least that way she wouldn’t have to be the one to decide if she could intrude on Catherine’s family. As much as she hoped for more, she didn’t know if Catherine thought of their relationship as anything more than a fling. She wanted this to beginning of something, but left it up to Catherine.
Catherine could see the slight glint of hope in Sara’s eyes, and was pretty sure she knew what it meant. “Sara can come if she wants,” Catherine said more to Sara than to Lindsey. “But right now, you’ve got to get to school.”
Lindsey hugged her mom and said, “Thanks mom, I love you.”
I love you too sweetheart, now, off to school.” Catherine said trying to lead Lindsey to the door.
Wait a minute Mom,” Lindsey said as she rushed over to where Sara was sitting. Lindsey leaned up and gave Sara a hug. “Bye Sara, see you after school.”
Nancy watched the whole exchange from the foyer with a smile on her face. She hugged Catherine and whispered in her ear, “As your sister, I fully expect details after I drop Lindsey off at school.”
Sara was still sitting in her chair at the dining table after Lindsey and Nancy left. She was a little dumbfounded at the affection the little girl had shown her. Catherine came back in the room to find Sara still sitting there, a pleasant look of shock on her face.
Lindsey has that effect on people. She’s quite the charmer.” Catherine said, started to clean up everything on the table.
She’s a lot like her mother that way. As soon as she flashes that Willows’ smile at you, you’re done. You might as well just give up.” Sara said as she reached out a hand to stop Catherine. “You made the breakfast, that means I clean up.” Before Catherine could protest, Sara’s lips were on hers. It was a brief kiss, but one that effectively stopped Catherine from protesting.
Uh, well alright then. Guess I could use a shower. Sure you don’t want any help with this?” Catherine asked.
No, it’s okay. You go, take your shower. I’ll be fine.” Sara told her, leading her to the stairs and giving Catherine a playful pat on the ass, to get her point across.
Catherine headed up to the shower as Sara cleared the table. She wasn’t very familiar with Catherine’s kitchen, but it didn’t take her figure out where things needed to go. She started working on the dishes just as she heard the shower turn on upstairs.
Catherine’s house. I’m in Catherine’s house, in her robe, doing the dishes from a breakfast we just shared. Later, I’m going out for ice cream with Catherine and Lindsey. Who would have thought I could be so domestic? Who would’ve known I’d fall for a beautiful lady with a family? A family that I actually want to be a part of. Catherine’s upstairs right now showering, ready to take on another day, and we haven’t even gotten any sleep yet. Catherine’s in the shower. Right now. Naked. And wet. Bad thoughts again Sara, bad thoughts.
Sara let her mind wander, and hurried through the dishes in record time. Catherine was just coming out of the shower as the door opened and Sara started to walk in the bathroom.
Hey, I wanted to thank you for everything, especially for letting me borrow this robe. But, I don’t think I’ll be needing it anymore, so I’ll just put it back.” Sara said, never taking her eyes off Catherine’s naked form. Sara hung the robe on the back of the door where she had found and stood before Catherine completely naked. Catherine, who had been toweling off, stopped completely when Sara stood before her.
Uh, okay. Awkward moment. You leaving already then? Don’t forget to come by around 3:00, so we can get that ice cream we promised Lindsey.”
No, I didn’t say I was leaving, just that I didn’t need the robe anymore.” Sara said as she walked over to Catherine and took the towel from her.
Recognition flashed through Catherine’s eyes as Sara leaned in for a kiss and, with the towel in her hands, continued drying off Catherine. Sara’s motions slowly turned into subtle groping as their kiss deepened and Sara dropped the towel.
Mmm. I’m glad you’re not leaving yet.” Catherine said as they parted.
I just couldn’t. With you up here all naked and beautiful in the shower. Wet. There’s no chance I was going to leave. I barely finished the dishes before my libido got the best of me and I rushed up here.” Sara said.
They were still standing close to each other in the bathroom, and Sara stooped down just a bit, wrapped her arms around Catherine as she did so, and picked her up off the floor to take her to the bedroom.
My god, what are you doing?,” Catherine nearly screamed as Sara picked her up with ease. Catherine wrapped her hands around Sara’s neck, holding on tight.
Duh, Catherine, I’m taking you to the bedroom where you can be a lot more comfortable while I have my way with you!” Sara told her, laughing lightly, but the desire in her eyes made it clear to Catherine that she was definitely not kidding around. Sara leaned in and kissed Catherine deep and hard as they neared the bed. Sara lightly placed Catherine on the bed and asked, “Is that okay with you?”
Oh, yeah. Definitely.”
Sara crawled up the bed to where Catherine was waiting. Being here with Catherine, as she was just a few hours ago, felt so perfect to Sara. In her heart, she knew this was where she wanted to be. And not just for now, and not just for the next few months, but she wanted this to be hers for a long time. Sara was determined to make this time slower than the last, and more enjoyable for Catherine. She wanted to pour her love into her actions and take Catherine to new heights.
Fortunately for her, she had a pretty good idea how to get her there, and it all started with a kiss. After all, that was how all this started in the first place. A simple, heated kiss. Knowing a good thing when she saw it, or rather felt it, this is where she started now.
Sara kissed Catherine slow and deep. The kiss deepened more and more with Catherine occasionally letting out low moans of pleasure. Sara used one hand to keep her in place right above Catherine and let her other hand wander all over Catherine’s body. Well, every inch that was reachable with the exception of Catherine’s mound. She was saving that for later.
Sara managed to caress and kiss Catherine to the point that the blond was practically begging for Sara to stop, but to also give her more. Sara was elated, she had just begun their trip to ecstasy and Catherine was already set to fly high. Sara increased her attentions just slightly by removing her lips from Catherine and placing them on her neck. Sara sucked, kissed and licked every inch of Catherine’s neck. Her free hand was now busy softly caressing Catherine’s breasts and taught nipples. Oh, how Catherine was enjoying this. Sara could tell that Catherine wanted more than she was getting.
Catherine was eager for this session of lovemaking to reach a new level, but sensing Sara’s need for control, she restrained herself from throwing Sara on her back and riding her again until they both came.
Sara was aware of Catherine’s needs and moved her lips from Catherine’s neck to the top of breasts, and finally kissing circles around Catherine’s breast until she reached the hard nipple. Sara caressed one breast while she lightly sucked the nipple of the other, rolling circles around it with her tongue. Catherine, who had been letting out the occasional moan, began moaning continuously, the only break from the moan being the slight intake of breath she needed to survive. Sara could do some amazing things with her tongue, and that tongue ring of hers was certainly helping things. Occasionally the cold steel would brush against her nipple and cause her moan to turn into a shocked scream.
Sara proceeded to run her kisses lower and lower along Catherine’s torso, not missing an inch of skin. She wanted to memorize every inch of Catherine’s body and learn her hot spots to remember for later. Sara was going agonizingly slow and Catherine had begun thrusting up her hips, hoping Sara would end her torture and give her the release she wanted, hell, needed.
Sara used her free hand to gently massage Catherine’s breasts again, having learned that this was one of the many things that Catherine enjoyed. She was nearing Catherine’s bellybutton and could feel Catherine’s muscles become slightly tense with each kiss after which they would relax again.
With one had caressing one of Catherine’s breasts, Sara adjusted her position so that she was now nestled comfortably between Catherine’s legs. Sara let her free hand massage the muscles of Catherine’s leg, starting as far down the calf as she could reach. The closer her hand got to Catherine’s thigh, the closer her lips came to Catherine’s belly button. Sara dipped her tongue into Catherine’s belly button at the same time her hand reached the sensitive skin at the very top of Catherine’s thigh, her hand so close to where Catherine wanted it to be.
Catherine could not take this treatment anymore and openly begged for release. “Sara, please. God Sara, I need you. Please.” Her breath was raspy and voice dripping with desire. Sara tongued Catherine’s bellybutton once again eliciting a scream from the over-stimulated Catherine. “Oh Sara, now, please?”
Sara knew that Catherine was ready, she could feel the heat and smell her arousal. But Sara was a woman with a plan. And that plan included pleasure beyond any Catherine had yet experienced. She was not about to be rushed. “Soon, baby, soon.” Was all she said. Catherine groaned in frustration, having been denied her release.
Sara’s kisses had reached the top of Catherine’s blonde curls. Catherine thrust her hips up so hard she almost threw Sara off of her. Sara giggled lightly at the amount of force behind Catherine’s thrust. The giggle sent a slight vibration straight to Catherine’s clit, causing a loud scream and another thrust.
Sara kissed everywhere surrounding Catherine’s aching core. Catherine was nearly whimpering by now. Every nerve in her body was ready for Sara’s fingers, her lips, her tongue, anything to relieve her body of the built up pressure. Nothing was coming to her aid, however. Sara’s kisses began trailing down the thigh of one leg while her fingers swirled in the hair surrounding Catherine’s very wet center.
Sara’s fingers never left Catherine’s curls as her kisses continued down one leg and up the other. Now that Sara knew every inch of Catherine, at least every inch that she could reach at the moment, especially that particularly delightful spot right behind the knees that had made Catherine’s leg jerk hard, she decided that Catherine would have her release.
Her kisses lead her right back to Catherine’s curls, where her fingers were still gently tickling the flesh underneath the curls. Sara wanted to take her time here too, though. She had not had an opportunity to taste Catherine before, and she had regretted that. It was something she had been fantasizing about for a long time, not to mention all morning.
Sara inhaled Catherine scent deeply, knowing that it was a scent she wanted to remember forever. Sara again kissed the inside of Catherine’s thigh, enjoying having the other woman squirm under her touch. Sara licked the skin just outside Catherine’s outer folds, a lick up one side, and down the other. Sara left her fingers to tickle Catherine’s curls, and used her free hand to trace her finger up Catherine’s wet opening.
Sara wanted a little taste, and sucked Catherine’s wetness off of her fingers. Sara had been too involved in Catherine to notice her own desire, was suddenly aware of just how wet she was. She had never been so aroused in her life. And Catherine had yet to touch her at all. Man, this was going to be some ride, she thought to herself.
Sara used her tongue to part the outer lips of Catherine. She immediately dipped her tongue inside Catherine for a taste. Catherine thrust her hips forward and screamed “Yes, Sara,” so loud that Sara was sure everyone on the whole block could hear her. Sara’s free hand spread Catherine open wider as Sara licked up and down, occasionally thrusting into Catherine with her tongue. Catherine’s juices began to flow steadily as she neared orgasm. Knowing that now was the time she had waited for, Sara thrust two fingers into Catherine at the same time that she flattened her tongue to lick Catherine’s hardened clit. Sara pressed the cold steel of her tongue ring into Catherine’s clit as she twirled her fingers inside Catherine to reach her g-spot.
Catherine’s hips shot off the bed and her walls clamped, pulsating around Sara’s still moving hips as she came harder than she ever had before. “Oh God Sara. Sara, Sara, Sara…” Catherine screamed loudly. Sara continued moving her fingers inside Catherine as she sucked hard on Catherine’s clit, immediately bringing Catherine to a second, and then a third orgasm. Catherine continued screaming Sara’s name until her voice gave out. Sara placed light kisses on Catherine’s mound, sending still more shivers throughout Catherine’s body.
Sara removed her fingers and crawled up the bed to place a light kiss on Catherine’s lips before protectively curling her body around Catherine’s as Catherine slipped into sex-induced sleep. Sara herself nodded off for a little nap still holding tightly onto Catherine.
Catherine slowly woke up, still a little dazed. She was wrapped protectively in Sara’s arms and was almost content to stay there. However, she really felt the urge to warn Sara that her sister Nancy would coming back over in just…Holy God, she’ll be here any minute! Have to wake up Sara. She should really be in clothes the next time she meets Nancy. But, I’ve got to admit, having her here naked would be great as well. No more thoughts like those, Catherine, Nancy will be here soon. But, she so cute naked and asleep. She smiles in her sleep. Wonder what she’s dreaming of? Oh, well, have to wake her up.
Catherine was aware of just how much she had been tortured earlier, exquisite though it may have been, so she decided to exact some revenge. Plus, she had fallen asleep before properly thanking her lover for the best sex she had ever had.
Catherine shifted their bodies so that Sara was now on her back. Sara herself must have been tired, because she gave no indication that she was at all awake while Catherine rearranged their positions. Catherine slinked down to the end of the bed and placed her head in-between Sara’s legs, preparing to get her first real taste.
Catherine dipped her head down and licked up Sara’s slit. At that first touch, Sara was wide awake and immediately began moaning Catherine’s name in a voice so thick with desire, that it was almost a whisper.
Aware that there was not much time before Nancy returned, Catherine gave Sara one last lick before she moved her lips up to Sara’s clit and began lightly sucking. Catherine rubbed her fingers along Sara’s outer lips before easing two fingers inside. Catherine quickly turned her fingers in order to massage Sara’s tender spot. When her fingers found their destination, Catherine sucked harder on Sara’s hard clit. Sara’s hips thrust up, and her muscles closed around Catherine’s fingers, pulsating in orgasm as Sara lowly moaned “Oh Cath.”
Catherine slowed the motion of her fingers and released her lips from Sara’s clit, lowering her mouth to lick up Sara’s juices. Catherine’s long licks caused shudders through Sara’s body. Catherine removed her fingers from inside Sara, and quickly replaced them with her tongue, tasting the thicker wetness of orgasm. The quick move caused Sara’s hip to jump and Sara had another, smaller orgasm. Enjoying this newest flow from Sara, Catherine did not remove her lips until she knew Sara could take no more.
Catherine slowly moved up Sara’s side and whispered in her ear, “Mmm, you taste so good.” Sara’s flavor was intoxicating to Catherine, something she only wanted more and more of. Catherine leaned over and planted a kiss on Sara’s lips, sharing a little bit of the flavor with her lover.
Sara did enjoy the taste herself on Catherine’s lips. More than she had with any other lover. But her flavor paled in comparison to Catherine’s. Catherine had an arousing musky scent with a taste much like cinnamon and honey. Somehow, the flavors blended to be uniquely Catherine. Sara could still taste Catherine in her mouth, the flavor now mixed with her own. Sara smiled widely and told Catherine, “Not nearly as good as yours.”
Catherine snuggled into Sara and held her close for just a moment. “I think you should know, Nancy is coming back by. She kind of wants to grill me about the details of my new relationship.”
Relationship?” Sara queried. “As in I’m your girlfriend?” Sara had a huge smile on her face as she thought of herself as Catherine’s girlfriend. It was what she had secretly wanted for so long that she could hardly believe it was actually happening.
”Not just girlfriend, but also lover. Can’t forget about the lovin’.” Catherine joked with Sara. “Seriously, she should be here anytime. I’m going to get dressed and head downstairs. Go ahead and shower, and come downstairs when you’re ready.” Catherine said as she slowly rolled out of bed, giving Sara a kiss on the cheek.
Catherine walked over to the closet to pick out some clothes, and Sara got out of bed and headed to the shower. Catherine decided to just throw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. She made sure the bedroom was picked up, including straightening the bedclothes that got tangled during sex. She put her clothes in the hamper and left Sara’s on the edge of the bed.
Still smiling, Catherine headed downstairs. She cleaned up the living room and dining room before heading into the kitchen. “Nancy!” Catherine said, shocked to see her sister standing at the counter in the kitchen lazily drinking a cup of juice and reading the paper that Sara had earlier brought inside.
Yeah, sis?” Nancy said, as if Catherine hadn’t been surprised to see her standing there.
How long have you been here?’ Catherine asked, starting to blush just as red as Sara had been earlier.
A while,” Nancy said mysteriously.
Oh, you’re enjoying this way too much,” Catherine told her sister. “So how long is ‘a while’?”
Long enough to know that your friend Sara there is pretty excellent in bed.” This whole time Nancy had not looked up from the paper, but Catherine could see the big grin on her face. “I thought I’d come back and badger you for details, but now I’m not so sure I need to. Pretty talented, huh?” When Nancy asked this question, she finally lowered the paper to get a good look at her sister, whose face was now beet red.
“So then you were her when…”
“Yup.”
“And then when…”
“Oh yeah.”
“If you weren’t my sister I think I’d kill you.” Catherine’s face was now a permanent shade of deep red.
Sara had showered and dressed, silently trying to remind herself that she needed to remember to get home sometime today. Couldn’t show up for work with yesterday’s clothes on. And definitely not showing up to work commando as she was now.
Oh my god. You’ve been here that long? Oh my god.” Sara was embarrassed that her sister had been here while she had been upstairs making love to Sara. “Oh my god.”
Hey, don’t be embarrassed, it’s not like it’s the first time you’ve had sex with me in the house. Remember your senior year of high school? Still living at home, with me there too, you know.”
Yeah, but…. Oh my god.” Catherine was still not over her embarrassment. Sure, Nancy was right. Her senior year of high school was pretty wild. But sex then wasn’t nearly as good as it was now, especially with Sara. Just then, Catherine realized she no longer heard the shower running upstairs. “But, what do I tell Sara?”
Sara rounded the corner to the kitchen and asked “What do you tell Sara about what?” She asked, concern practically written across her head.
Oh my god.” Catherine said and simply sat down next to her sister as the counter. “Oh my god.”
Sara walked over to give her a kiss, and remarked “You’re pretty cute when you’re embarrassed. So what did you need to tell me?” Catherine could hardly look at Sara or Nancy without turning redder.
Since it didn’t look like Catherine would be talking anytime soon, Nancy simply said, “She was wondering how to tell you that I was already here while you two were having wild sex upstairs.”
Oh my god.” Now it was Sara’s turn to be embarrassed, not to mention slightly speechless. “Oh my god.”
That’s pretty much what Catherine said. Actually, that’s exactly what Catherine said.” Nancy said laughing and smiling at the two lovebirds.
Catherine finally found her voice again and jokingly punched her sister on the shoulder. “You’re getting way too much enjoyment out of embarrassing me in front of my girl here.”
“Ah. Now we can get down to business. Sara?” Nancy looked at Sara, who had suddenly found something incredibly interesting about the pattern of the linoleum on Catherine’s floor. “Sara?”
Sara slowly looked up at her inquisitor. “Uh, yeah?” Wondering what exactly it was that Nancy wanted.
So are you dating my sister now or what? ‘Cause if you are, I’ve got some ground rules.”
Yes, I guess I am dating your sister now. Well, that is, if she wants to. I mean, I want too, but this all kind of happened fast, and I’m not totally sure what Catherine’s feelings are towards me.” Sara admitted honestly.
Well then, Catherine? Is Sara your new girlfriend or what?” Nancy said, thinking this was actually a lot like high school was.
Catherine stared at Sara, completely ignoring her sister for the time she answered her question, “Yes. Sara is my girlfriend. For as long as she’ll have me, my heart belongs to her.”
Sara began to blush again. Seems she’s been doing a lot of that lately.
I’ll never leave you,” Sara admitted from the bottom of her heart, she knew this was no fling. That it was forever. She too ignored Nancy for the moment, “Catherine you are the most beautiful person I’ve ever met.. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted. Smart, beautiful, loving. I will not let you get away from me.”
Well, then that takes care of things. So, you’re ready for a family then Sara?” Nancy asked, breaking Sara and Catherine’s concentration on each other. “Because with Catherine, you get Lindsey. And of course, me.”
Yes. I’ll do whatever it takes to be with Catherine. Besides, I love Lindsey too. She’s like a little version of Catherine. Honest to a fault, with bluntness only a child can get away with. Plus as soon as she smiles that Willows smile at me, I’m hers. She’s just as important to me as Catherine.” God, Sara, can you get any sappier, Sara thought to herself.
Good, ‘cause I’ve got to tell you, Lindsey wouldn’t stop talking about you all the way to school. She’s so excited to go out with you guys when she comes home. She talks about you like you’re already part of the family. Break her heart, or Catherine’s and I’ll be forced to hunt you down and take you out.” Nancy was completely serious, but she said it all with a smile.
No problem. If I hurt them, I’ll come to you personally. It’s the last thing I want to do.” Sara, too, was completely serious. Once more, she leaned over to Catherine and planted a soft kiss on her lips.
Okay then. So now I want details. I know you guys work with each other. How is that going to work out?”
Catherine answered this question. “We’re not really sure. I think we should be able to keep quiet about this, but it will eventually come out. And we’ll just have to deal with it when it does.”
Well, I’ve known about Catherine’s crush for some time now, but what about Sara? How long did it take you to figure out she was crushing on you Sara?”
Took me until yesterday. I would have made my move the first time I saw her if I had any idea she liked women. How long has she had these feelings for me then?” Sara asked Nancy.
Oh, since about the time you came to Las Vegas. She didn’t want to admit it at first. But of course, she didn’t know you liked her either, so I guess she didn’t want to make the moves on you to find out.” Nancy said as she looked over at Catherine. “So who made the first move?”
Catherine answered for Sara, “That would be Sara. We were about to leave this crime scene, the one I got this nice shiner at, and everyone else had already gone. Before I know it she planted on kiss on me so good I almost couldn’t stand up straight.” Catherine grinned widely at Sara.
No, no, no. Technically Catherine, you made the first move, remember? You were just coming to after that kid hit you and you called me an angel and gave me a brief kiss.” Sara would never forget that kiss. As good as their kiss outside that scene was, and it was damn good, that first kiss had given her the courage to move forward.
Huh. Guess I did. But you looked so amazing right then. My angel, come to take care of me. I simply couldn’t resist.”
And I’m glad you didn’t. So Nancy, lets get a little personal about Catherine here, and see if we can get her face turn that lovely shade of red again. I’ve blushed so many times the in the past day, and I’ve only seen her do it this once. How long has she dated girls?”
Oh since high school I suppose. Hey Cath, remember that night you brought that girl, Allison home, and you thought I was still out on my date. Oh boy did you guys make a racket that night.” Nancy said smiling and laughing at the memory. Indeed, Catherine did begin turning red again. Nancy really was having fun with this.
And you’re family was totally cool with her dating girls? My family ostracized me after they found out. And that wasn’t until college. I had to keep my secrets well. I was already the family outcast. The family nerd. Always studying or reading, or doing something like that. Then my parents found out I was gay and that was the end of that relationship.” Sara’s voice had become a little bitter.
Our parents were a little concerned, but Cath still brought the occasional boy home to meet the parents, so they just eventually adjusted I guess. It never mattered to me, just so long as whoever she was with made her happy. Except Eddie, I always hated him. But he did give her Lindsey and until now, Lindsey has been the only thing to keep her happy.” Nancy couldn’t help but smile at Catherine. “Now it’s you. She talks about you a lot you know. But she didn’t tell me you were so stunning. I mean, she has said cute, pretty, beautiful and quite a lot of other things, but you are stunning, and she held that back from me.”
Sara began to blush again. She was never really very good at taking compliments. But then again, she was never very good at talking about her feelings either. But Catherine and Nancy made it so easy for her. They had a good natured camaraderie thing going on that made it easy for her talk openly with them.
Listen ladies, this has been fun, especially when I first got here, but I have got to run. I need to get back home and take care of some things there.” Nancy said as she got up to go. She gave Catherine a light kiss on the cheek, and gave Sara a big hug. “Take care of her now. I don’t want to have to hunt you down, I kind of like you.” Nancy said with a smile.
Don’t worry I will.” Sara said as she returned the hug.
Sara waited until the door closed behind Nancy before asking Catherine, “Was she really here earlier, I mean, was she here when…?” Sara said more than a little embarrassed.
Yeah, kind of sounds like it.” Catherine said moving around the counter and wrapping her arms around Sara.
Oh man. That’s embarrassing.” Sara said returning Catherine’s hug.
Don’t worry about it. She’ll only tease us about for like the rest of our lives.” Catherine said moving in for a kiss.
After they parted Sara said, “Listen Cath, I really don’t want to, but I’ve got to go home now. I mean I have some things around the house to do, and I need to change clothes sometime before work.” Sara was going to say something else, but it was immediately forgotten as Catherine kissed her again.
Mmm. Catherine, really I’ve got to go. Need clothes.” She was cut off again by Catherine’s lips. “Please?” she practically begged.
Oh, all right, I guess.” Catherine said looking disappointed.
“Hey, don’t look at me like that. I’ve got to go, but I’ll be back. Remember we have to take Lindsey out for ice cream after school.” This time she leaned in to kiss Catherine.
“Besides, we both need to get some sleep and if I stay, I’m pretty sure that won’t happen. So go to sleep for a few hours, and before you know it, I’ll be back.” Sara said before kissing Catherine one last time and letting go of Catherine to head out the door.
Oh Sara?” Catherine stopped her just before she had the door open.
Yeah?”
You forgot something.” Catherine said matter-of-factly.
I did?” Sara asked wondering what she possibly could have forgotten. The only thing she came inside with was her clothes. And she had all of those.
Yeah. Your goodnight kiss.” Catherine said seductively as she reached for Sara and once again pushed her into the wall of the foyer. Catherine kissed her long and hard and didn’t let go until Sara couldn’t breathe. Catherine pulled her off the wall, opened the door, and patted her on the ass on her way out.
Sara thought to herself, Yeah, definitely wouldn’t get any sleep if I stayed.
Catherine knew that Sara was right and if she was going to get any sleep, she would have to do it now. Reluctantly, she went upstairs and put on some p.j.’s and set the alarm. She laid in bed and was immersed in the smells and memories of her morning with Sara. She could still smell the scent of Sara on the bedcovers and the scent of their sex was still in the air. Yeah, sleep, this is going to be harder than I thought. Catherine thought to herself.
Sara drove straight home to her apartment. She knew she would only get little, if any sleep. There was just too much to be done around her place. She had lived alone since she moved here to Vegas, and never really had people over, so she had never felt the need to pick up her place all that much.
Sara quickly changed her clothes and started to clean up her place. It was clean, but there were forensic magazines, and a couple issues of Guns & Ammo, strewn across the living room forgotten after Sara had read them once.
She also knew her kitchen needed some help. There was hardly any food in it. Sara eating out, or delivered, most nights. The refrigerator was practically empty and the cupboards didn’t have all that much in them either. It wasn’t that she didn’t know how to cook, she was actually a pretty good cook, it’s just that she didn’t always feel the need to cook for herself. Now, maybe, she had someone to cook for.
The only rooms in Sara’s apartment that didn’t need cleaned up at all were the bathroom and the bedroom. Sara was a bit of a neat freak and these were practically the only rooms in the house she spent any amount of time in, so she had always felt the need to keep them pretty clean. Sara picked up her place, and started a load of laundry, thankful that she had found an apartment with it’s own hookups and she wouldn’t have to go to a laundromat.
Then she was out the door and on her way to the nearest grocery store to stock up on food. She didn’t want Catherine to think that she always ate out, though that was pretty much the norm. Sara hurried through the grocery store, grabbing the essentials and a few extra items, and headed back home. After all, she still wanted to have time to sleep before going back to Catherine’s. Once at home she put the groceries away, put her clothes in the dryer and headed to bed.
Sleep didn’t come easy for Sara. She couldn’t relax enough to sleep. She was wired from everything that had happened that day. She was still amazed at how her life changed. She had a girlfriend now. Not just any girlfriend, but Catherine Willows. The most beautiful woman she had met since moving to Vegas. Sara’s mind was reeling with memories from yesterday and this morning. There were kisses and nakedness. And these thoughts were keeping Sara wide awake. Sara eventually fell asleep. But it seemed like minutes before the alarm was telling her it was time to get up again.
Sara didn’t know what time Lindsey got out of school, so she was knocking on Catherine’s door at 2:30 p.m. Catherine answered the door, and Sara immediately wrapped her up in a big hug. Sara whispered to her, “I missed you.”
Yeah, I know. I missed you too. You ready for this? We can go get Lindsey now. By the time we get there, she’ll be almost done.”
Not ready just yet.” Sara said as she leaned in and slowly kissed Catherine, exploring every part of her mouth again. “Okay let’s go.”
Let’s go, she says. You kiss me like that only to tell me we need to go. That’s not fair.” Catherine moped.
Hey, remember that ‘goodnight kiss’? You expected me to sleep after that one. All I’m doing is saying let’s go pick up your daughter. So let’s go then.” Sara said, already heading out the door.
Catherine drove them to Lindsey’s school where they waited for Lindsey at the park across the street. Catherine and Sara sat on the swing set at the park, quietly enjoying their time alone.
Lindsey came running up the pair shouting excitedly, “Mom, Sara!”
Hey baby.” Catherine said picking up Lindsey and twirling her around in a big hug. “How was school?” Catherine and Sara listened to Lindsey tales of school while driving her down to her favorite ice cream shop.
Sara and Lindsey sat at a booth while Catherine ordered tem all ice cream. “So are you my mom’s new girlfriend?” Lindsey asked so straightforward tat Sara just sat in stunned silence.
Seconds later Catherine returned with their ice cream. A simple vanilla cone for her, and hot fudge sundaes for both Lindsey and Sara. “Sara, you okay?” Catherine asked as she handed her a hot fudge sundae.
Uh, yeah, I think so. Lindsey here just asked me if I was your girlfriend. It kind of shocked me,” Sara said, still avoiding Lindsey’s question and digging into her ice cream instead.
Lindsey, did you ask Sara that?” Catherine said with a big grin. Lindsey nodded her head and Catherine busted out laughing. “Actually Lindsey, yes Sara is your mother’s new girlfriend. She’ll probably be coming over a lot and sometimes I’ll go over to her place. And sometimes we’ll all go out and do stuff together. Is that okay?”
Yeah mom. I like Sara.” Lindsey said this with the kind of acceptance you can only get from a child.
I like you too, Lindsey. And I really like your mom.” Sara said flashing a brilliant smile at Catherine.
Okay. So, mom, what happened to your face?” Lindsey asking, looking at her mom with concern.
Well,” Catherine started, having already forgotten about the injury, “one of the bad guys wanted to get away, and so he hit me.”
Okay.”
Sara was amazed that Lindsey seemed so understanding of everything. She was okay with her and Catherine’s relationship and she seemed to understand the dangers of Catherine’s job. She really was like a little Catherine. So knowledgeable and very mature for her age. And she really did have Catherine’s smile. Sara was really enjoying herself and she marveled at how well Lindsey and Catherine got along.
When Sara was Lindsey’s age, her family life was more than screwed up. Sara grew up a little ways outside San Francisco and secretly she always wanted to live in the city. She always thought it would be more exciting. She was a disciplined child, of her own making. Her parents were constantly telling her to relax and take it easy, but she was constantly studying and striving to achieve more. She always felt like she was more grown up than her parents.
Sara knew a little about Catherine’s life. How she had once been a dancer and worked her way through classes at the University. How much she despised Eddie, but had it not been for Eddie, Catherine wouldn’t have Lindsey. Somehow that made it balanced. Catherine put up with a lot of crap to get where she is today, but now she is one of the top CSI’s and she has a wonderful, open relationship with her daughter. Sara could see the happiness in Catherine’s eyes as she laughed and kidded with her daughter.
Sara? You ready to get going? Lindsey here nets to get home and do her homework.” Catherine said.
Lindsey groaned, “Mom, do I have to do my homework?” Sara smiled, there was the kid in Lindsey coming out. All play and no work.
Tell you what,” Catherine was trying to make a deal with Lindsey, “Maybe if you ask nice enough, Sara can help you with your homework. Remember, we already came out for ice cream, so now you’ve got earn it.” Sara was caught by surprise. Helping Lindsey with her homework? Where did Catherine get that idea? Not that she wouldn’t do it, it just surprised her that Catherine was trying to use her to get Lindsey to do her homework. But it worked.
Lindsey smiled real big and her eyes flashed with excitement. “Sara, will you help me with my homework?” And Sara was a goner. That damn smile. She looks so much like her mother. And she knows it will work too. One smile at me and I’d help her try to conquer the world, especially if she smiled again.
Uh, yeah sure.” And sure enough, she was rewarded with yet another smile.
With that the trio headed out of the ice cream parlor and off towards Catherine’s house. When they got to Catherine’s place, Lindsey practically pulled Sara to the dining room, where she began to open her schoolbooks to do her homework.
Honey, don’t you want to do your homework upstairs at your desk?” Catherine asked as she heads into the kitchen.
No, mom. I want to do my homework down here today. Please?” Lindsey practically begged.
Alright. I’m going to start on dinner if you guys need any help.” Catherine called out from the kitchen.
Catherine started to make dinner for the trio and Sara and Lindsey hunkered down and got to work on the child’s homework. Soon the homework was done and Catherine was still in the kitchen. Sara helped Lindsey pack up her books and then put her in front of the television to watch the Cartoon Network. Lindsey settled on the couch to watch a cartoon movie, The Iron Giant, while Sara retreated into the kitchen to help Catherine.
Sara walked up behind Catherine and slid her arms around her waist, much as she had done this morning. “Need any help?” Sara asked quietly while bending her head to gently suck on Catherine’s earlobe.
No, actually I was just about done in here. Mmm, that feels nice.”
You know, Lindsey’s a pretty smart kid. She didn’t need any help on her homework.” Sara said as she gently turned Catherine around so that they were now facing each other. Sara began placing small kisses on Catherine’s neck.
I know. But she likes you and I figured if you would help her, she might get it all done before Nancy comes back over to pick her up.” Catherine replied. Catherine began to kiss Sara’s cheek, gently nudging Sara’s face. Sara stopped her kisses and looked directly at Catherine. Catherine, having got what she wanted, pulled Sara’s face towards her and kissed Sara.
Catherine wanted to deepen the kiss and gently sucked on Sara’s lower lip, allowing her tongue to lick Sara’s lip at the same time. Sara quickly understood and opened her mouth extending her tongue to meet Catherine’s. They remained in the kitchen kissing and nearly groping each other until they heard a small voice.
Mom!” Lindsey was standing impatiently in the doorway to the kitchen. Sara immediately blushed a bright red and buried her face in Catherine’s neck.
Catherine, on the other hand, calmly as ever, simply asked Lindsey, “Yeah baby?”
You didn’t hear me the first time I called out. Is dinner about ready? I’m kind of hungry.” Lindsey asked innocently. Sara was still hiding in Catherine’s neck.
Actually, yeah. Go ahead and grab some juice I’ll get dinner all set on the dining table in just a minute.” Catherine said. Catherine wrapped her fingers in Sara’s hair and gently tugged her out of her hiding spot. “You can come out now, she’s gone.” Catherine whispered into Sara’s ear. Catherine placed a light kiss on Sara’s cheek and gently extricated herself from Sara’s arms.
Catherine had prepared a light Italian dinner for the girls and they ate in near silence. Sara was still embarrassed at being caught and was still blushing, though it was fading slowly. Catherine cleared the table when they were done and started on the dishes, telling Sara, “Why don’t you sit down with Lindsey and finish watching that movie with her?”
Sara merely nodded in response and went with Lindsey to the living room. Sara sat on the couch next to Lindsey. Now or never, she thought to herself.
So you’re really okay with me dating your mom?” Sara asked quietly.
Yeah. I mean I like you and I can tell mom does too.” Lindsey said, still watching TV.
And what about earlier? In the kitchen? I’m sorry about that.” Sara confessed to Lindsey. She had gotten carried away with Catherine in the kitchen and was embarrassed that Lindsey had seen that.
That? Don’t worry about that. Mom and Dad used to kiss like that too. And since Dad has been gone, I’ve seen Mom kiss a few people like that.” Lindsey said, not really paying that much attention to Sara, or to Sara’s embarrassment. She had seen her mom ‘making out’ with other people before. She just usually tried to ignore it. Lindsey didn’t really understand why people kissed like that, but she was smart enough to know that some day she’d find out. Just, hopefully, not anytime soon.
Sara was visibly relieved at Lindsey’s words. “You know Lindsey, you’re probably the coolest kid your age. I would’ve freaked if I had caught my mom kissing someone like that when I was your age.” Sara told her leaning over and giving the small child a hug.
Catherine joined the two on the couch after she finished cleaning up and soon after the movie was over, Nancy was there to pick up Lindsey for the night. Lindsey went up stairs to get her stuff together for the night and the three adults made small talk in the living room.
As Nancy headed out the door with Lindsey she turned to Catherine and asked her, “So you want me to take her directly to school tomorrow?”
Yeah could you? I think I might have company tomorrow morning.” Was all that Catherine said, even though she could tell her sister wanted to know more. Like if Sara was going to be her company. “Thanks again, Nancy.” Catherine said as she closed the door.
Catherine walked back into the living room, where Sara was aimlessly flipping through the channels. Catherine returned to the couch, this time maneuvering her position so that she was lying down, with her head in Sara’s lap. Catherine looked up at Sara and said, “We have to work in a couple of hours.”
Sara twirled her fingers in Catherine’s hair and replied, “Yeah, I know.” Sara was enjoying the time alone with Catherine before they had to go to work.
Catherine looked up at her, and with her sexiest voice asked, “So what should we do until then?” Catherine had a huge grin on her face and a wild look in her eyes.
Sara leaned down and kissed Catherine. “You know what I would like?” Sara asked as she kissed Catherine again. “I would like,” another kiss, “to take you upstairs,” one more kiss, “and fall asleep with you in my arms.” Sara kissed Catherine one last time before returning to a more comfortable sitting position.
Catherine pouted, “Just sleep?” Damn, but she looks sexy when she pouts, Sara thought.
Yeah, just sleep. Then I want to wake up with you still in my arms.” Sara told her as she gently helped Catherine up off the couch and led her upstairs. She could see the disappointment on Catherine’s face, but this was something she really wanted and hoped that Catherine would understand.
The pair fell asleep curled into each other on Catherine’s bed. And, just as Sara had wanted, they woke up that way. Sara felt safe in Catherine’s arms. It was a place where there were no expectations of her. A place full of peace and security. A place Sara wanted to be forever. But now they had to go to work.
Sara pulled Catherine over to her before leaving the house. “Thanks for sleeping with me,” she said as she leaned down to kiss Catherine.
Anytime,” Catherine replied. She lowered her voice and whispered seductively to Sara, “Anytime you want to come to bed with me, to sleep or not. Anytime is fine with me.”
In response, Sara kissed Catherine deep and slow. She let her hands wander over Catherine’s curves and down to her ass. She gave Catherine’s ass a quick squeeze before pulling apart and whispering, “I’ll take you up on that offer sometime.”
Catherine stood next to the door, her heart racing and her lips tingling from the kiss she had just shared with Sara. Man, that girl has a talented tongue, she thought to herself. She kisses me like that, and then expects me to go to work like nothing has changed. Oh, man am I in trouble.
They drove to work separately, not wanting to start any rumors just yet. They still hadn’t figured out how they were going to handle things at work. They didn’t want to tell people just yet, but they did work with a bunch of investigators, so someone was bound to figure it out.
Catherine drove silently into work. She was lost in her own thoughts. How could I not have figured this out sooner? Why did I have to wait so long before I made my move? Had I known it would be so fantastic, I would have moved in on her when I first saw her. Should’ve known. I am an investigator. I get paid to notice things. And she’s such a good kisser. I almost didn’t let her out the door after that last one. Man, a whole shift, if not longer, before I can show her what that did to me. Okay, concentrate on work now. Don’t think about her. Don’t think about her. Or her lips. Or her hands. Damn it, Catherine quit acting like a teenager. Focus. You’re at work now. Focus. Just go in there like nothing happened. Concentrate on work, and you can play later. That’s it.
Sara had cranked the volume on her stereo trying to drown out her own thoughts. It wasn’t really working. What did you kiss her for? Now you have to wait all night before you touch her like that again. Damn it, that was stupid Sara. If she would have asked me, I would’ve taken her right there. The hell with work. I want her. Now I have to go to work and be close to her, without being close. Ah, the frustration. Work. Concentrate on work. Try not to let it get to you. Besides, we have a case to solve. Think about the case. With that last thought, Sara got out of her car and headed into work.
Sara headed straight for the break room, hoping that Greg had brewed a pot of his hundred-dollar coffee. Ah, there it was. Nick was sitting at the table reading the sports page out of one of the many newspapers in the break room. Sara sat down at the table with her cup of coffee. From where she sat, she could see Catherine walking down the hall, her back to Sara, and into Grissom’s office. Damn, she has one fine ass.
Sara?” Nick questioned, startling Sara out of her thoughts and back to work.
Yeah?”
You okay? You kind of spaced out there. Everything all right?” Nick asked, looking genuinely concerned.
Yeah, I’m fine,” Sara quickly recovered. “I was just thinking about this case Catherine and I are working on. Hey, you got a minute? I’d like to test a theory.”
Yeah sure. As long as your theory doesn’t involve pickles, pigs in blankets, or fungus,” Nick said jokingly, remembering some of the weirder experiments that happened in this building. He knew that Sara had only recently begun eating meat again and that Greg still kept an anti-fungal spray in his locker.
No, no nothing like that. Basically I just need someone to listen to a theory. But it has to be a guy.” Sara told him, chuckling just a little at his reference to the common experiments Grissom often performed.
Why a guy?” Nick asked.
You’ll see. So our vic was recently divorced and had moved into her own place. The son, who’s a college freshman at the U, took dad’s side in the divorce. He’s been heard yelling at is mom before about the divorce. Now, mom lives in her place and decides to get a roommate. She tells the son it’s to help pay the rent. The roommate is actually our vic’s new girlfriend. But then the girlfriend also starts dating the son.”
Sounds interesting,” was all Nick had to say.
Yeah. Well, somehow, I’m thinking mom told him, the son finds out that mom’s roommate is also her lover. I was thinking that maybe the son didn’t want to hear this. I mean, we know that he has been very verbal with his mother. And we know, because he decked Catherine, that he can be violent. I think he has something to hide, cause he took off. As a guy, what would you think if your mom suddenly told you she was gay, and that she was dating your girlfriend?”
Well, I have to say I’d be pretty pissed. I mean, you know me, and I wouldn’t hurt my mom, but I’d probably avoid her for a very long time. But if your guy’s violent and verbal, he’s probably a pretty good suspect.”
Thanks Nick,” Sara said as she finished off her coffee and headed out the door.
Anytime,” Nick said.
Sara headed down the hall to Grissom’s office, her face a little red from Nick’s parting words. She had not been able to forget what Catherine had said this morning. Anytime. Sara looked in Grissom’s office and noticed that Catherine was gone.
Got a sec?” She asked him.
Yeah. What do you need?” Grissom looked up from his paperwork and asked her.
Just wondering what dayshift was able to come up with for us.”
Ah. Well, the abusive girlfriend’s prints were all over the son’s apartment. Including on a few knives. Greg is testing the knives right now for any hint of blood and DNA. The son is sitting in interview with Catherine. Brass asked the arresting officer to ‘lose’ paperwork on him for a little while so we could talk to him. Brass thinks he’s a flight risk. Brass also went out a little bit ago to find the girlfriend, apparently she’s back in town.”
Thanks, Gris.” Sara said as she headed back out the door. She wanted to check on Catherine and the son before finding out what Greg had for her.
Sara walked down to the interview rooms, and was about to open the door to speak with Catherine when she heard her name being called. She turned around to find Brass heading into another interview room with a cuffed, and obviously pissed, young lady.
Brass?”
Hey, I brought you a present,” Brass said with a smirk. “One abusive girlfriend who has been staying off the strip at a sleazy dive for about seven days now. Signed in using her own name and everything.”
So that makes you Eliza, right?” Sara asked the girl.
Yeah.”
What are you doing back in Vegas?”
Nothing.”
”Wow, you talk a lot. Brass, did you give her the speech,” Sara said, referring to Eliza’s Miranda warnings.
Yeah. But she says she doesn’t want a lawyer, she didn’t do anything wrong.” Brass told her.
That’s right. Whatever happened to Jessie I had nothing to do with. You should be talking to her family right now. They’re the screwed up ones.”
Oh, I see. So you sleep around with mother and son and they’re the ones that are screwed up.”
That’s right. I mean, yeah I had some family fun, and everything, but it’s not like I was mean to Jessie.” Eliza said with a smirk.
Brass took over, “Family fun. You’ve been arrested three times for domestic battery. That’s not mean?”
Read your files man. I didn’t hurt Jessie, I hurt Jonathan. But only after he hit me around a few times.”
All right then,” Sara said. “If you didn’t hurt her, then who did? We know she’s been abused in the past.”
You guys shouldn’t be wasting your time with me. Like I said, talk to her family. Jonathan likes to yell a lot, but he never hurt her either. Scott, on the other hand, had quite a nasty streak. Everything was going fine until Jessie said she wanted a divorce. Then he lost it. Didn’t want to lose his image I guess.”
So what do you know about Jessie death then?” Sara asked.
Your buddy here,” Eliza said indicating Brass, “tells me she’s been murdered. I’m not surprised. That family has some serious problems. No one ever bothered to tell Jonathan when his parents divorced that his dad was actually gay. Or that his mother was bisexual, or at least experimental. And then Mom goes and tells Jonathan, years after the divorce. And they expect him to just be able to adjust? Yeah right.”
So Jessica did tell Jonathan about her. And about you and her.” Sara stated.
Yeah she did. She had wanted to tell him a long time ago, but his dad convinced Jessie that it wasn’t a good idea. Jonathan kept throwing fits, like a child, about the divorce and how he thought his mom was treating his dad badly, and blah, blah, blah. He couldn’t get over it. Then she decided to tell him that not only was she seeing someone, a woman, but that it was me. At least that shut him up. Next thing I know, he’s gone.”
Did she tell him about his dad?”
Not then. I mean, I don’t know if she told him or not, because after that I left to try to find Jonathan. I never went back to talk with Jessie. I found Jonathan at a campus bar, told the bouncer he was underage and they tossed him. So I pick him up off the ground and take him home. He drinks more there, but at least he was at home, you know? And he finally passes out and I go back to my hotel. If Jessie told him about his dad, than it was after he woke up and I was already gone.”
Did you try to talk to him anytime after you left his place?”
No. I gave him a few days to cool off. I mean he did take the news pretty hard, and I didn’t want to upset him any further. I actually came back to Vegas because I wanted to be with him. So I figured, give him some time, he’ll come around. I tried calling a few times, but he didn’t answer. When I tried calling Jessie to see if she had heard from him, she didn’t answer either.”
Sara left Brass in the room with Eliza and went back down the hall to talk with Catherine. Funny things were going in with this family and it was time to bring in Scott.
Catherine was interviewing Jonathan Freese. Actually, the interview had kind of turned into a stalemate. Jonathan just glared at Catherine without answering any questions. Catherine did find out that he now knew about his mother, and his girlfriend, and his father. But he had basically stopped answering questions. Sometimes he would grunt or nod, but Catherine could get nothing useful out of him.
Sara knocked on the door and popped her head in to the interview room. “Catherine, can I talk to you for a second?”
Catherine left Jonathan to glower at the table or whatever else he could find, and joined Sara in the hallway. “Yeah?”
Brass found the girlfriend, Eliza. We just had a nice little chat.” Sara told her. Sara could see the excitement behind Catherine’s eyes.
Turns out Scott hasn’t all too honest with us. The split wasn’t entirely amicable and he turned abusive right after Jessica asked for a divorce. At least that what she’s saying.” Sara watched as Catherine’s eyes narrowed in thought. “Also, turns out her arrests for domestic battery were for hitting Jonathan, not Jessica. She says he hit her too.”
I think it’s time to turn this into a regular old family reunion and get dad involved.” Catherine suggested.
Brass is finishing up with Eliza right now, I’ll have him send someone out to get Mr. Freese.” Sara said heading back to her interview room. Well, that went easier than I thought it would. I mean, yeah so I wanted to bend her over the interview table and take her until she screamed my name, but I didn’t do it. Whoa. Bad thoughts. Really bad thoughts. Get back to work!
Catherine had noticed that Sara had been staring at her while they spoke. Looking into her eyes for something. Hope she couldn’t tell what I was thinking. She gets so excited when she’s on a case. She’s practically bouncing off the walls with new found energy. I remember when I used to get that jazzed from solving a case. Catherine gave Sara’s retreating figure one last look, before going back into her interview room.
So, we found your girlfriend.” She told Jonathan.
Ex.” Was all he said.
Okay then. We found your ex-girlfriend. She has an interesting story to tell.” Catherine was trying to get Jonathan to say something. Anything. “She says you used to hit her. That when she arrested for domestic battery, it was because she hit you after you hit her.”
Not true.” Boy he was getting more and more talkative.
What’s not true?”
I never hit her.”
That’s not what she says.”
Well she’s lying.”
About what? If you don’t start talking, then I’ll have no choice but to believe her. Tell me what’s been happening.”
I never hit her. She just told the cops that. I don’t know why. Probably so she wouldn’t get charged. But I didn’t hit her.” He was adamant that he didn’t hit her, which almost made Catherine believe him. Almost.
Why should I believe you? After all, you did hit me.” Catherine reminded him. Sara quietly entered the interview room and sat next to Catherine.
You don’t have to believe me. But I didn’t hit her. She would sometimes get drunk, a habit I picked up, and sometimes it got violent. But I didn’t hit her. Don’t believe me if you don’t want to. I don’t care.”
She also says that your dad hit your mom. Maybe you picked up that habit too,” Sara told him. This was a bad idea, she thought to herself. This close, I can smell her. That intoxicating scent that is Catherine, lavender and cinnamon. I want her. Can’t have her, not right now, but god do I want her.
No.”
No what?” Catherine asked. “No your dad didn’t hit your mom, or no you didn’t pick up the habit of hitting women?”
No, I didn’t pick up the habit. Yes, he did hit my mom. But only after she asked for a divorce. They were married for over twenty years, and he never hit her before then.”
Well at least he’s talking, Catherine thought to herself. Might not be saying anything useful, but at least we’re starting to get somewhere now.
Sara continued, “So you didn’t even hit your mom, or your girlfriend, when your mom told you that they were dating each other?”
No. I got really drunk and passed out, but I didn’t hit anyone.”
What about when you mom told you that your dad was gay? And that the whole marriage was a charade?” Oh, now we’re getting somewhere, Sara thought. His face paled real quick and then began to turn a bright red. Sara could see him clenching his fingers into fists.
Jonathan’s voice was strangled, but he managed to say, “No. Not even then.”
Sara was pretty sure he was lying. Something in her gut told her this young man was somehow responsible for what happened to his mother.
I’ve got to go see Greg. He should have some test results for me by now,” Sara whispered to Catherine. She was so close to Catherine, and hoping that no one would notice, Sara quickly let her tongue trail along the outer edge of Catherine’s lobe. Sara got up and left the interview room, leaving a frustrated Catherine with an angry young man, who had fortunately not seen what had passed between them.
Oh, man. I shouldn’t have done that. Sara thought as she walked towards the lab. But she was so close. And she smelled so good. And she tasted just as I remember. Damn it Sara, quit acting like a teenager and focus.
Greg have you got some results for me?” Sara asked as she walked through the lab doors.
Why yes, my dear Sara, I have some results for you. They found three knives that match the wound pattern. All three had blood. Apparently this kid can’t cook, or he’d know how to use his knives.” Greg tried a joke.
Greg,” Sara said sternly in a voice that Greg recognized as the ‘tell me now or there will be consequences’ voice.
”Okay okay. Three knives. Two blood types. One belonging to the victim. Other unknown. Doesn’t belong to the evil girlfriend, sorry. But its familial, so probably the son. Get me a sample and I’ll tell you more. The knife with the vic’s blood on it has two sets of prints. One set belongs to the son. The other, again unknown. Not the victims, not the evil girlfriends. That’s all I’ve got.”
Thanks Greg,” Sara said already on her way out the door. She saw Catherine heading towards her office and followed. “Hey Cath,” she called out.
Catherine turned around and motioned for Sara to join her in her office. Sara quickened her pace and was at Catherine’s door in seconds. Sara sat in one of the chairs in Catherine’s office and Catherine closed the door with a soft click. Sara didn’t know it, but that soft click also meant that the door was now locked.
We need to get prints from dad and DNA from both him and Jonathan. With that, I think Greg can finish this up for us.” Sara said.
Catherine moved around and stood in front of Sara. “Okay,” she said with obvious nonchalance. “You know, what you did back there, that wasn’t very nice.” Catherine said to Sara, who was looking up at her confused. “Licking my ear like that. When there’s nothing I can do about the feelings it generates. Not nice.”
Sara, aware that the door was closed, stood up and wrapped her arms around Catherine. “I’m sorry Cat. I couldn’t resist. I tried so hard, but you’re irresistible to me.” Sara whispered to her as she leaned in for a quick kiss.
Catherine, now having what she wanted, pulled Sara even further into her and licked the Sara’s bottom lip wordlessly asking to deepen the kiss. Sara whimpered just a little, though Catherine heard her, and opened her mouth to allow Catherine in.
Catherine finally had what she wanted. Sara was in her arms and she was kissing her as if she needed that kiss like she needed air. When they had left her place earlier Catherine was ready to pull Sara back inside and take her right there on the floor. Then Sara pulled that trick in the interview room. Licking her ear seductively, knowing that Catherine would not be able to respond. That was the last straw for Catherine. She wanted Sara before. Now she had to have her.
Catherine kept one arm wrapped around Sara in a tight embrace and let her other hand run up and down Sara’s back. Catherine lowered her hand to Sara’s ass and pulled her closer. Sara moaned into Catherine’s mouth when Catherine pulled her even closer. The only thing separating them now was their clothes. Catherine’s hand worked Sara’s top out of the back of her slacks, and slipped inside Sara’s shirt.
Sara pulled her lips away from Catherine and whispered “Oh Cat.”
Catherine lowered her lips to Sara’s neck. Catherine gently sucked on Sara’s neck while her hand rubbed the skin underneath Sara’s shirt. Catherine could tell that Sara wanted her. Sara had begun moving lightly against Catherine’s body and her low moans beginning to get slightly louder.
Catherine. We can’t do this. Work remember?” It took all of Sara’s concentration to get these words out. Truth is, she too had wanted this since before they had left Catherine’s place this morning. Sara’s need for Catherine only increased when she couldn’t have her. And work was definitely a place they should not be doing what it seemed like they were going to do.
I remember,” Catherine moved her head to whisper into Sara’s ear. The gentle vibrations of Catherine’s voice sent waves of goosebumps throughout Sara’s body. “But I want you. I need you. I’m already wet for you.” Catherine began gently sucking on Sara’s ear after she said this.
Sara groaned and felt a sudden rush of wetness when Catherine told her that she was wet. For her. That’s was it. Sara knew that this was going to happen, no matter how much she knew it was wrong. And boy was it wrong. Sara slowly undid the buttons on Catherine’s shirt, letting Catherine continue sucking on her ear. Sara released the last button on Catherine’s shirt and immediately reached behind Catherine’s back to unclasp her bra.
As soon as Catherine’s bra was undone, Sara moved the material so that she could see and feel Catherine’s breasts. As soon as Sara touched the soft skin of Catherine’s exposed chest, Catherine pulled away from Sara and moaned out Sara’s name. Sara was suddenly glad that they were leaning against Catherine’s desk as Catherine’s legs quivered. Sara, still aware that they were at work, and also aware that Catherine could get quite vocal, leaned in to kiss Catherine and hopefully quiet her moans a little.
Sara continued to massage Catherine’s breast, occasionally running her thumbs over Catherine’s erect nipples. Each time she did so, Catherine moaned into her mouth. Sara removed one of her hands from Catherine’s breasts and lowered to the button of Catherine’s slacks.
Catherine ended the heated kiss, and whispered to Sara, “Please Sara. Oh god, please.”
Sara moved slightly from her position, so that she was now straddling Catherine’ left leg. Her hand unbuttoned Catherine’s slacks and slowly slid the zipper down. Catherine lowered her head to Sara’s shoulder and grabbed onto Sara’s hips with her hands, pulling Sara into her thigh. Sara felt the immediate pressure against her clit, even through her slacks. Sara groaned softly and started to move against Catherine.
Sara’s hand slipped into Catherine’s panties and teased Catherine’s blonde curls. Catherine started licking at the skin on Sara’s neck. Sara noticed right away that Catherine wasn’t lying. She really was wet. Incredibly wet. Sara slipped two fingers into Catherine and felt, more than heard, Catherine moan into her neck. Sara rubbed circles into Catherine’s hardened clit with her thumb.
Catherine began moaning steadily into Sara’s neck, thrusting her hips towards Sara’s hand. Sara increased the speed of her fingers insides Catherine as she continued to grind against Catherine’s leg. Sara could feel that Catherine was getting closer to the edge. Sara continued rubbing her thumb across Catherine’s clit and she added a third finger into Catherine. Seconds later Catherine bit down on Sara’s shoulder as her orgasm rocked through her. She pulled Sara’s hips even harder into her thigh and heard Sara groan in pleasure as she too climaxed.
Sara pulled Catherine’s head up to hers and brushed her lips across Catherine’s. Sara removed her hand from Catherine’s panties and brought her fingers up to her lips. Catherine watched with a renewing desire as Sara licked and sucked her fingers, savoring the taste of Catherine.
Sara rebuttoned Catherine’s top as she again licked Catherine’s ear. “Remind me to do that again sometime.” Sara then placed a small kiss on Catherine’s cheek as she slid her hands around Catherine’s waist to button her slacks. “That was amazing.”
You are amazing,” Catherine told her as she leaned in and kissed Sara slowly. Unfortunately, it was now time to get some work done, and both women had to pretend that they hadn’t just had hot sex in Catherine’s office. Catherine moved over to the door, and opened and unlocked it. She looked back at Sara before leaving her office and couldn’t help but notice just how sexy she looked post-orgasm.
This day was not getting any easier.
Sara walked off to a lab to grab a fingerprint kit and a swab kit. She needed samples from both Jonathan and Scott. Sara knew that she had to be grinning widely. Hopefully, though not likely, no one would notice. I just had sex with Catherine. At work. In her office.Against her desk. Oh, god. I still want her. When did it happen that I turned into a sex maniac. I can’t get her off of my mind. The smell, the feel, god, the taste of her. Even after I’ve had her, all I want is more. I think I might need therapy.
Sara grabbed the kits and headed back to the interview rooms. Catherine was in with Jonathan again. Sara decided to start there. Catherine was trying to convince him to let Sara take the samples.
Listen, if you want to clear yourself in this whole mess, you need to let us take these samples. It’s just fingerprints, and a quick saliva sample. No harm in that.” Catherine was trying to make this easy. The kid could be stubborn though.
I don’t think I want to do that. Maybe I should have my lawyer here.”
Sara said, “If you want. But he’s going to tell you to give us the samples. It’s the easiest way to clear yourself. Also, we’ll be taking samples from your father.”
Okay, okay. What do you need me to do? I just want to get out of here.”
I’m going to take your fingerprints, and I’m going to have Catherine here take a swab of the inside of your mouth. It’s all pretty harmless.” Sara handed the swab kit to Catherine and then she moved over to Jonathan’s side of the table to take his fingerprints. When they were finished, Sara got up to leave the room. “I’ll get Greg to work on the swab, but I’m going to run the prints and see if we can’t save ourselves some time.”
Catherine left the room also. Brass had told her just before she sat down with Jonathan again that Scott was also sitting in an interview room. Catherine grabbed the kits and headed in to speak with Scott.
Well, well. Looks like you weren’t exactly Mr. Honesty when we spoke yesterday.”
What do you mean Ms. Willows?” Scott Freese said, remaining seated and still trying to look like every bit of the gentleman he wanted to be.
Well, for starters, you had said that your split from Jessica was amicable. I don’t think that abusing her qualifies as amicable.”
”Who told you I was abusing her?” He remained calm.
We’ve got two witnesses who say that right after she asked for a divorce you began beating her. And she’s got healed fractures that are about the same age.” Catherine said. She looked into Scott’s eyes and could tell that the wall was crumbling.
Yeah. Guess I did hit her a couple of times.”
A couple of times? She had more than a couple broken bones. And somehow, you though that we wouldn’t find out you hit her? You’re looking better and better as her killer, you know?”
So.” Boy he’s really getting on my nerves. And after I’ve had such a good day.
Time for an alibi check. “So where were you five nights ago?” Catherine had received Doc’s report and he confirmed a time of death as five nights ago. She had already spoken with Jonathan who could only say that he was ‘at a bar’. Pretty shaky.
Ironically enough, dining with my attorney. There were some outstanding issues from the divorce involving real estate deeds and car titles that needed to be cleared up. The only time either of us was available was dinner. So we ate at the Café in the Palms. Check with him.”
I’m going to have to. Now I’m going to ask your for a saliva swab and for your fingerprints.” Catherine said.
You can ask, but you won’t get anything out of me without an order from the court. I’d like to have my attorney here.” Calm and collected. But Catherine could see the anger behind his eyes.
If you say so.” Catherine got up and left the interview room. At this time of night, it usually took attorneys about an hour to get to the CSI building.
She checked in with Greg before going to find Sara. “You get a chance to run those samples for me Greg?”
Yeah, actually that’s them printing out now.” Greg said as he swiveled around in his chair to grab the report. “Oh and it’s such a big surprise. Second blood sample on the knife has DNA belonging to the son. He looks to be the big bad.”
Thanks Greg,” Catherine said giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before rushing out the door to find Sara. Greg blushed. He may not have gotten the kiss from Sara yesterday that he wanted. But Catherine was just as attractive and he certainly didn’t mind a kiss from an attractive woman.
Catherine went to the fingerprint lab, where she found Sara hunched over a comparison microscope dutifully checking the prints. Catherine immediately got a great idea. Catherine came up behind her, knowing that when Sara’s works an elephant could sneak up on her. She gently brushed some stray hair behind Sara’s ear before leaning down and licking her ear, just as Sara had done to her.
Sara knew she was otherwise alone, and that only one person would have done that. “Mmm.” She practically hummed in appreciation.
Catherine stayed leaning over Sara and repeated the move. Sara voiced a low, “Yes.” Catherine could tell from the way Sara spoke that she was definitely enjoying the attention.
I have DNA results for you.” Catherine whispered into her ear. This was definitely not the words Sara was hoping to hear. They were good words, but she was expecting something more along the lines of another invite into Catherine’s office. Ah, yes. Work now, play later.
Okay. You show me yours and I’ll show you mine.” Sara told her, thinking of more than just test results, but remaining serious nonetheless.
Promise?” Catherine questioned. “Anyway, Greg ran the son’s DNA for us real quick and it’s his blood on the knife with the vics. How about the prints?”
Jonathan’s. But there’s still a second set of prints on the knife that we can’t account for. His lawyer might go for reasonable doubt if we don’t find out whose they are and why they’re on that knife. How about the father?”
Oddly enough, he lawyered up. The kid just gives us the samples, when it looks like he did it, and his dad refuses until a lawyer is present. That’s one screwed up family. But the lawyer should be here in another twenty minutes.”
”Good. I’d like to finish this one up soon. Don’t need too many distractions tonight.”
Sara got up from the stool she was sitting in and walked over to the other side of the table. She motioned for Cat to follow and look at the table. Spread out on the table were pictures of the crime scene. Mostly pictures of the body and the blood surrounding it.
Catherine was confused. “What am I supposed to see?”
Something that should be there and isn’t.” Sara was not being all that helpful. “More specifically something that was there and was then taken away.” Still no clues as to what Catherine was supposed to be seeing in the pictures. Catherine continued her concentration on the photos, and didn’t even notice that Sara had left the room.
Sara left Catherine to figure out her puzzle, and wandered into the break room for some coffee. She knew that Grissom wouldn’t like to see anyone on the staff just sitting around, but for right now she didn’t care. After all, they had their case wrapped up, and all they were waiting on was Scott Freese’s lawyer to show up so that they could lay out all the evidence in front of him. Jonathan was going to go to prison for killing his mom. Maybe, if Scott was lucky, they’d end up in the same prison.
Catherine felt a surge of excitement as she finally figured out what she was looking for. She grabbed a picture and hurried off to find Sara. Sara was still in the break room sipping on a cup of coffee while reading one of the many forensic journals that sit around the break room.
I’ve got it!” Catherine said triumphantly.
Oh yeah? What have you got?” Sara asked. She was having fun with this. She wanted Catherine to spell out everything she had already discovered.
Catherine slammed the picture down on the table. “This outline right here, the killer left the knife in the blood. Then someone came back later after the blood had dried a little and removed the knife.”
Very good, you should win a prize.” Sara teased Catherine. “So who do you think took the knife? Did Jonathan come back for it?”
He doesn’t really seem like the return to the scene type. But it could have been him I guess. But there’s still that extra set of prints on the knife. We know that Jonathan’s are on there. We know that the second set doesn’t belong to the girlfriend, because her prints are on file and we would’ve gotten something right away. Wait a minute, do you think that Scott took the knife back?”
Wow. Two correct in a row. Yes, I really think that he did it. We know he abused his wife, so he could be the violent type. But at the same time he’s very passive. Maybe he figured if she was already dead, then what’s the harm? I’ll bet you breakfast that he took the knife and used it to stab his wife in the back. Metaphorical, kind of like how Jonathan sliced up her voicebox.”
Breakfast, huh? Okay I’m in. either way I come out the winner.” Catherine leered at Sara. And Sara knew that Catherine was right. But hey, Sara would be having fun along the way and in the end she would win as well. Hell, she already had. She had Catherine.
Catherine turned and looked out the door of the break room. “Looks like our lawyer is here. Who should we go after first, Jonathan or Scott?”
”I say Scott. His lawyer is here now, and if he confirms the alibi, then it looks like Jonathan is our boy. Plus, we can get the samples from him and have Greg run the tests while we talk with Jonathan about how he’s going away for a while.”
Sara and Catherine went to the interview room where Scott and his lawyer were waiting. They skipped any pleasantries and jumped right in.
Were you with your client five nights ago?” Catherine asked.
Sure was. Had some things about the divorce to settle up. Are you going to tell me why we are all here?”
We are here because your client abused his wife while they were married. Now she’s dead. All we want are his fingerprints and a mouth swab. He wanted to speak with you.” Sara told the attorney brusquely. She had been having a long night, and since it was nearing its end, she wanted to finish this up without overtime so she could take Catherine home.
Scott and his lawyer whispered to each other for a few minutes before the lawyer spoke up. “My client assures me that he was not involved in the murder of his ex-wife. I have convinced him to let you take his fingerprints and a saliva swab.”
Good.” Sara said. She began fingerprinting Scott while Catherine took the mouth swab. Sara thought to herself, we’ve got you now. You should have told you lawyer to refuse. You may not have killed her, but desecration of a corpse is still a crime. Sara had convinced herself that Scott was somehow involved, and now she was going to have the evidence to back it up.
I’ll get the swab to Greg. Get him to rush it again. Sara? You think you can get to work on the prints? Hate to keep Mr. Freese here delayed any longer,” Catherine said with a smirk.
“Sure thing. Give me ten minutes and I’ll have your results.”
Catherine waked off to find Greg again while Sara headed back to her lab room. Sara scanned the prints into AFIS and used the comparison microscope to manually check the prints. Sara finished her comparison just seconds before the computer. Both had come up with a match. The second set of prints on the knife were Scott’s.
She met Catherine out in the hallway. “Match,” was all Sara said.
Greg tells me that his DNA wasn’t at the scene. But that doesn’t mean he didn’t do anything. Feel like talking with him?”
Sure. You want to talk with Jonathan again? After the shot he took at you I think you might enjoy watching him get arrested and hauled off.” Sara lightly teased.
Sara walked down the hall back to Scott’s interview room silently wondering why nobody had bothered to number the interview rooms. It would make things so much easier.
Scott. Got some bad news for you. Turns out your prints were on the murder weapon.” Sara watched as Scott squirmed in his chair. “Doesn’t look good for you. Might want to talk to your lawyer about that.”
But I didn’t kill her.”
Sara wanted to play with this, see if maybe she couldn’t get him to confess to something. “Well right now, it looks like you did. You abused her…”
But I didn’t kill her.” His face was starting to look a little red.
And now she’s dead.” Sara finished.
But I didn’t kill her.” Oh, he was getting close. His face was red and his voice was rising. His attorney knew, or thought he knew, where this was going, and placed a hand on Scott’s arm to try to get him to shut up.
You’re prints are on the murder weapon.” Sara played on what she assumed was his anger at women in power, and walked to the door, where she stuck her head out and asked for Officer Rennie to step in. Officer Stephanie Rennie.
At this time, I’m going to have Officer Rennie here take you down to booking. Have a nice trip.” That did it. He nearly exploded. Guess he really didn’t like women in power.
But I didn’t kill her. She was already dead.” He practically screamed. “Shit!” He yelled loudly, having finally figured out he had been played.
”When was she already dead?” Sara asked. Scott’s lawyer was attempting to get Scott to shut up, but he had already spilled the beans, so he let it all out.
She was already dead when I found her. Three days ago. I tried to take her the papers from the divorce, and no one answered my calls or my knocks on her door. I found her in the garage in a pool of blood. Someone had already killed her. But they left the knife. I picked it up and was going to walk away with it but I turned back. I don’t know why. I turned back and did to her what she had done to me. I stabbed her in the back. She had no right to tell my son.”
Sara had heard all she needed. She went over to Officer Rennie and told her to arrest Mr. Freese. She walked out the door with a satisfied smile on her face. She had been right. Oh what a feeling.
She saw Brass walking down the hall with a crying Jonathan and walked over to Catherine. “He fess up too?” Sara asked.
Yes, started bawling like a baby when I lined up the evidence. Told me he didn’t know how it happened. His mom told him about his dad and he just went into a rage.”
All’s well that ends well, right? Father and son off to prison, and we’re off to breakfast.”
Ends well, right. Dead mom, wrecked family. Twins with no parents. Sure did end well.” Catherine remarked sarcastically.
Well hey, we still have breakfast. My place.” Sara said with a grin.
