Gah, sorry for the wait guys. School started up again and I got busy…sorrrrry!

Disclaimer: CSI is property of CBS…blah, blah, blah.

All grammar mistakes are just me getting used to my new computer.


-Sara's POV

I paced back and forth in the living room of my apartment then stopped for the umpteenth time that night and glanced at the clock hanging above the TV. 8:58. Catherine should be here in two minutes then we'd be off on our first official date. God, why the hell did that scare me?

It scares me in the in good way though. If there's a good way to be scared that is.


I unclench my fists from the death grip that I had at them in at my sides. It'll be ok. It's just a date…a date with Catherine…the woman who's haunted your dreams for years. The woman that can make you go weak in the knees with just a glance. Yea, that'd be her.


"Oh god, I'm gonna die."

Just as I started debating rushing to the bathroom to throw up there was a knock at my door. Why does she have to be so punctual? Whatever happened to being fashionably late? I could totally go for that right now. No, cuz then I'd feel like she was blowing me off. Ah screw it. I don't know how I feel right now.

I crossed the room and unlatched the 3 locks I had before opening the door. (Hey, I may be capable of protecting myself, but I'm still a single woman living alone in Las Vegas. I'm conscientious, so sue me.)

Ok…Ok…deep breaths…C'mon Sara, open the door. You can do it.

I actually manage to do that and I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to have my jaw surgically shut when I see Catherine standing in front of me.

"Catherine…you look…wow."

She grinned at me and I could feel myself blush. Damn her.

"Thanks. Lindsey helped me pick out the dress…you look great too."

I had to look down to remember what outfit I had picked out for the night. Black dress pants with a navy blue sweater. That was nothing compared to the black spaghetti strap dress Catherine had on…with her hair pulled back, only a few stands framing her face…I'm not going to make it through the night. I know it.

"So…" She started and glanced around.

It finally dawned on me that I hadn't even invited her in yet. I kicked myself mentally for being such a spaz so early in the night and stepped aside for her to pass and as she did I got a whiff of her perfume; vanilla and lavender. Very fitting. She never wears perfume to work because she says that it messes with the scene. Smart lady.

"You ready?" She asked. I watched her gaze around my apartment for a minute before answering.

"Uh…yea. So where we going?"

"Well I was thinking we could go see that new romantic comedy that's out then head over to that little Italian place that's not too far from my place."

Ok…I'll be honest, the only part of that sentence I heard was 'romantic' and 'my place' and I liked the sound of both of those. In fact, I don't feel like I'm dying anymore. Actually it kinda feels like I'm floating. I could definitely get used to this.

"Sounds great." I flashed my trademark grin before grabbing my jacket and following her out the door.


-Catherine's POV

Alright, so maybe I spent more time watching the beautiful brunette next to me than I did watching the cheesy romantic comedy…trying extremely hard not to notice the jolt of electricity that shot through me whenever her hand brushed against mine… and maybe I could care less about the Chef's Special at whatever Italian restaurant we went to…but I had fun. A lot more fun than I've had in a really, really long time actually.

Sara seemed to have a good time too. I'm used to seeing her in work mode, but tonight she was…normal. As weird as that sounds. She's pretty funny too. I've never been that close to wine coming out of my nose before.

After we left the restaurant we went to one of the local coffee shops. She took the one nonchalant excuse I was going to use to invite her to my place. Just gotta pray that it wasn't on purpose.

By the time we made it back to Sara's apartment it was already midnight. I guess we both sort of lost track of the time at the coffee house. That's ok though, I like spending time with her.

"I had fun tonight." I smiled warmly.

Sara leaned up against her doorframe casually, but she was fidgeting with her keys. "Yea, me too." She looked at me before becoming interested in her keys again. "Do you wanna come inside?"

"I'd love to, but I think I'd better get home. My mom's watching Lindsey. Raincheck?"


"Ok…" I mocked. "Try not to sound so enthusiastic Sara."

She chuckled. "Yea, wouldn't wanna do that."

"Night Sara."

"Night Cath. Tell Linds I said hi."

I nodded before leaning over and capturing her lips in my own. I couldn't help it. I've been wanting to kiss her all night. I'd like to think I have a little self control when it comes to her, but then again, who am I to deny myself something as great as kissing Sara Sidle?

I pulled away but kept my face close to hers. "See you at shift tomorrow." She just nodded before fumbling with her keys once again and making her way inside. Once I was sure she wasn't still standing on the other side of the door I turned on my heels and walked happily to my car. I can't wait to get to work tomorrow.


Ok, so that was a slow chapter. I just needed to get something written. I'll try to update again soon…Angst on the way…hopefully. Pleez review!