AN: I know that I promised to write more as soon as I returned from my vacation. But sometimes life interferes when you don't want it to interfere. I have been having a hard time and I hope that I can say that I'm back now and I hope that you guys will still be with me.

I've rewriten all chapters to this story and added chapter 7.

Sorry,

Angelique

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Chapter 7

Breakfast

Catherine put two mugs of coffee down on the counter and sat down. I shuffled my scrambled eggs around my plate. Trying to figure out a way to tell her the things that I wanted to tell her all along. I knew that apparently she must feel something for me too otherwise she wouldn't have kissed me like that, nor would we be sitting here together at her table in her kitchen. One part of me wanted to have this conversation behind me, the other part of me wanted to push it away as far as possible.

I had been in one of the labs most of the night, staring at the clock, hoping that I would be able to stop time long enough for me to come up with a plan. A way to tell Catherine how much she means to me. I had been attracted to her from that first moment I saw her, and no matter how bad she treated me no matter how long it took to get closer to her. The feeling had always been there. Despite of what everyone thought, Grissom was a good friend and in some ways still is. But Catherine has been that special person for me. I looked up straight into her blue eyes, those gorgeous eyes.

I quickly bend my head and look down at my plate again. I hear Catherine laugh softly and her hand comes into sight she leans over the table and places her hand over mine. "Don't be so nervous." She leans in even closer and kisses me, her soft lips barely touching mine.

"Sara, I like you a lot." Catherine's eyes twinkle "...more than you'll ever know, way more then I ever showed you."

"But why? Why haven't you ever tried to show me that." I sighed. " I tried to be your friend, I tried to be one of the guys you know. I tried so many things."

"I know, at the time it seemed to be the easiest way: just plain ignoring you, because I thought that you would leave. That you would go back after you filed your report on Warrick. I knew that we were down one person, but I figured that you would have a reason to go back. "Catherine sighed.

"There was nothing to go back too. I had nothing back there; I was so ready to start a new life. I hated the life I had back there and I wanted to be me, the real me not the one that I showed to the world."

"We were all having a rough time when you came into the team and I guess that it was hard to open up to you because of what happened to Holly. I know that sounds incredibly lame, but that is the way it is." Catherine sighed still holding my hand in hers. "I know it's ridiculous, I can't change that. But we can work on the future."

I nodded knowing that this was my shot at happiness even though I knew that it would be one bumpy road I was willing to take that chance. Because this was what I wanted all along, but I never dared to hope for this. I never thought that I would get a chance like this nor that a person like Catherine would be interested in plain ol' me.

Catherine's POV

I watched her as she nodded absently when I told her that we could work on future. She gazed at me for a few seconds and nods again, she sent me a huge grin, it was as if the message didn't come through the first time. As if she needed time to realize what I said.

An hour later Sara leaves my house with a huge grin on her face after she planted a kiss on my cheek. She waves as gets into the cab. I feel relieved and go to bed, I fall asleep instantly.

Greg was sitting on his chair in the DNA lab constantly watching the hallways and the other labs. Trying to catch a glimpse of one of the women. But so far none of them had showed themselves. Greg wondered whether they where working on a case or if they where avoiding him. He knew that eventually he would see them, but he was too anxious to wait. Sara had been ignoring his messages ever since he asked her whether she had asked Catherine out or not. He guessed that she was mad at him for some reason, but he was still sure that he would know what was going on when he saw both of the women.