Scavenger Hunt

Chapter XV

mistakes and misspelling are mine. english is not my first language...thats my excuse. My bad for not updating. I've been having converstions with an angel.

gelukkig nieuwjaar, y'all!

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"...what the hell?" Sofia stood there watching the two women walk out of the break room.

Brass pats her on the back, "This would be a good time to blink, Curtis. Come on, break's over."

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Catherine counts the money, "... thirteen, fourteen...fifteen." She elbows Sara as they walked the halls, "Two hundred fifteen dollars, babe! Oh, and..."

Sara continues walking quietly. She hardly even heard what the strawberry blond was saying. She thought maybe because she was tired, over worked, needed to lay down and sleep for a week. But then she knew it wasn't any of that at all. It was what the woman walking beside her, what she whispered in her ear.

"...and so I thought maybe I could buy one of those games, after we split the money. I know that Lindsey has been begging me for it. I've always put it off because I didn't want her to be a game junkie. You know, spending her hours sitting infront of a screen like a zombie and all. But then again I could set limits like only on the weekends, after she's got her assignments and projects done and so. Maybe two hours every weekend. Is that too short of a time? And she has been saving her money. I wonder how long have we played, Sara? It seems like a short time but we did pick up a crowd, huh. And to think Warrick and his boytoy, Nicky didn't even make it past the governor's office. Makes me wonder how Greg and Hodges did it? So what do you think?" Catherine glances at the brunette, who still had that blank look.

Catherine tucks the money in her pocket and continues to talk, "So I heard there will be flying monkeys coming in from mars. Their leader, Dr. Knuffels Galore, really smells like vanilla, maybe it's his deodorant or the shawarma he was eating. Could be onions, who knows. But I was hoping for the sake of the human race, and before extinction passes us by, he would use lavender soap or mail a post card to Angelina Jolie. I also heard that they're breeding wild unicorns down by east street. But I guess Santa's reindeers would not like that since Christmas season they rule the skies. I'm figuring there will be a strike between unicorns and reindeers." She nudges Sara, "but can't have that, can we?"

Sara nods, "yeah, can't have that."

Catherine shakes her head and stops walking, puts her hand on her shoulder, "Sara, honey, you okay?"

"Huh?"

Concerned, Catherine touches her cheek gently, "Are you okay?"

Sara blinks, "I guess so. I just..."

"And so you let me talk a mile a minute and you didn't hear a word I said. Honestly, Sara I think this is how you tune me out when we argue. You just zone me out and you let me flap my lips like crazy that..."

"Did you mean it?"

"Huh?"

"What you...whispered earlier?"

Catherine looks at her with a raised eyebrow, "Huh?"

The brunette looks at her surprised, "You...you don't remember?"

She chuckles, "Babe, I was aiming to win!"

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"Beakfast at my place?" Catherine offers when they went out of the building.

"Uh, not...not today, Catherine. I'm really exhausted. I just want to sleep this one off." Sara met her eyes, "Is that okay with you?"

"Sure, no problem, babe. See you later then?" Catherine comes up next to the brunette, reaches up to kiss her cheek.

Sara stiffens, her eyes wide with surprise and darts around scanning the parking lot for any possible witnesses. Catherine felt the tension and takes step back. She saw the brunette's cheeks turn bight red.

Sara breathes deeply, "I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry...It's just..."

Catherine smiles weakly. "Hey, it's okay. don't worry about it." She touches Sara's arm, "We're both tired. I'll see you later, okay?"

Sara nods, "Yeah, sure." She turns around and heads for her car. She knew Catherine was watching her walk away, and every step she took was taken with a heavy heart.

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Sara reaches her apartment, chunks down her backpack and starts to take off her clothes as she walks to the bathroom. She pauses as she passes the bedroom, smiles and laughs at the memory of Catherine on top of her bed and jumping into her arms. It was amazing how Catherine felt so right in her arms earlier that day. How her heart skipped a beat as she carried the strawberry blond to the couch. How it felt as Catherine had her arms wrapped around her, like as if they belonged.

She lets out a deep breathe, continuing her walk to the bathroom. "Who am I kidding." She says it out loud facing the mirror, "Who the hell am I kidding? Me and Catherine? We're world's apart. I'm night she's day, the two never meets!"

She steps in the shower and lets the hot water wash away all her tiredness. She stood there, savoring the feeling of the warm water run through her body, soothing and calming her. She thought of the earlier events of the day, being cornered by Catherine, getting her to play a game of Scavenger Hunt. She smiles recalling their tasks achieved together. How they did work together well. So she stood there, eyes closed remebering evey second spent with the stawberry blond. And how it also felt right that they belonged to each other.

The brunette didn't know how long she was in the shower till she heard the door bell. Not once or twice but several times.

She towels her hair up and slips in to her bathrobe. "I'm coming!" she screams at the top of her lungs cursing and promising to break that person's finger who just won't stop pressing the doorbell. She looks through the peep hole.

And opens the door, "Catherine?"

The older CSI pushes her way in, "Okay, which one would you like?" She takes out two garments from the plastic bag and hold them up for Sara to see. "I thought boxers were more your style. You wear boxers, right?"

"Uh, yes but what the..."

"I like this one coz i think it'll look sexy on you," she hold up one higher. "But this one is also cute 'coz it matches your eyes. So which one? Or do you want both? Personally, I think you'll look great in both of them anyway so..."

"Catherine," the brunette interupts her, "what are you doing here?"

She sighs, "You better pick one now because I'm no human clothes rack and I'm getting tired holding these up for you to see. So which one or both?"

Sara's mouth hangs open. Still surprised.

Catherine shakes her head, "Then I think you need to keep both." She proceeds to go to the bedroom and places the boxers on the bed. "Hey, Sara," she calls out. "I'm tired and need a shower. Since you're still there standing like a totem pole, can I poke around and find some stuff?"

Sara hears her closet being opened and shakes herself out of the trance. "Catherine, what... what are you doing here?"

"What does it look like?" She pulls out a shirt. "Can I wear this to sleep? This looks very comfty. Are the towels in the bathroom?" She heads to the bathroom and closes the door.

Sara hears the shower turn on. So she sat down at the edge of the bed, waiting for Cathrine to come out. She needed answers to the questions swirling in her head.

Catherine emeges wearing the loose shirt that was up to her thighs and her hair toweled up. Sara couldn't help but smile at the very sexy Catherine Willows right in front of her.

The strawberry blond smirks, "Don't we just look like Indians from Turkey?" Pointing to both of their toweled hair.

"Turks."

"Hmmm? I thought they were called turbans."

Sara whispers, "Turks are from Turkey."

"Well, whatever. Was never good in geography. Just show me a blood splatter and I'll tell you what angle it came from. So which side you taking?" Catherine takes a brush from her bag and combs her hair, waiting for Sara to say something. "Well?"

Sara opens her mouth, "I don't understand."

"I don't speak Dutch. English is all I know."

"You're being sarcastic, Catherine," Sara says quietly.

"Yes, I am, Sara. I'm tired. We need to sleep now."

"Excuse me?"

"What did you not get when I whispered, 'I want to sleep with you after this'?"

Sara stands up, looking at her curiously, "You...You remembered what you said?"

"I'm not senile and incontinent, am I? Of course I remember! I'm older but not that old, honey!"

Sara opens her mouth and clamps it shut. She taks a deep breath, "I didn't mean it that way. When I asked you, you said you forgot."

"Baby, I never uttered such words." Catherine stands by her side and whispers, "I wanted to win, so it would be over. And," she walks behind the brunette and slowly takes the towel that was wrapping her hair, "I wanted to be here right now, with you."

"Oh, god..." Sara's breathing quickens.

"No, not god, " she stands in front of Sara with a lopsided smirk, "it's just me, Catherine."

Sara grins down at her, "why is it when I feel uncomfortable. You make it all better?"

Cathrine smiles and kises her lips lightly, "You'll feel comfortable with me. So comfortable that you would not dare to get rid of me."

"I have no plans of doing that." Sara deepens their kiss, slowly snaking her fingers through Cathrine's hair, earing a low moan from the older CSI. Catherine in return wraps her arms around Sara's neck, giving the brunette the tingling feeling running across her skin.

And they stood there. Savoring each other's kiss.

Catherine touches her lower lip when they break for much needed air, "I don't think we'll be able to sleep."

"I know." Sara takes her hand and leads her to the bed, "So can I just hug you till we do fall asleep?"

"I'd love that very much." They pull down the covers and get in bed. Catherine looks at her with a frown, "are you gonna wear your bathrobe to bed?"

Sara grins, "You're already wearing the shirt I sleep in." She pulls Catherine closer to her and envelops her in a hug.

"So..." Catherine interlaces her fingers with the brunette, "Do you want it back? Like now?"

Sara chuckles and and kisses the exposed part of her neck, "Tempting thought, babe. How about we'll see when we wake up later on?"

"Good," Catherine closes her eyes, "Cause you'd probably have to take it off yourself later anyway."

And that thought earned a silly grin from the the brunette as she closed her eyes. She whispers in her ear, "Are we going too fast, Catherine?"

"Hell, no, honey love. We're going way too slow." She nuzzles closer to the brunette. "This should've been done years ago."

"And Lindsey?"

"You know she already adores you, babe. Now shut up, I want to sleep."

Sara chuckles and whispers, "You are truly a work of art, Miss Catherine Willows. And I'm so lucky."

"Then watch me later, babe. I'll show you what art and luck is all about."

Sara eyes opens wide, "Catherine!"

"Shut up and go to sleep, Sara."

Sara then closes her eyes, with the same silly grin plastered across her face. She whispers gently to the woman she longed so much to hold, "Forever, babe. This'll be forever."

Catherine whispers, "Forever, Sara." and adds, "and please shut up, babe."

Thoughts of how much fun it is to fall in love with Catherine crosses her mind. How truly blessed she is to finally find the one person she has been searching for all her life. She smiles when she felt Catherine's breathing evens knowing the strawberry blond has finally fallen asleep in her arms.

She kisses Catherine's neck gently and whispers, "Forever." And finally drifts off to sleep.

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