Summary: Sara does the alphabet to help distract her but it doesn't exactly work out. Femslash, if that ain't your thing…then go read the Bible, but this is more interesting. CS my first ficlet.

Disclaimer: CSI is property of CBS…no one sue cuz you won't get anything good.


"Hey Cath,"

"Hey babe, whatcha doin?"

"Just finishing up the paperwork on my DB over in Henderson, then I have a date."

"Oh? Anyone I know?"

"Hmm, maybe. She's sweet, smart, a strawberry-blonde with gorgeous blue eyes, great smile, and an amazing body."

"Wow, she sounds nice."

"She's the best."

"…I love you Sara."

"I love you too."


"…Whoa, C-Catherine, wh-what are you doing?"

"Well I thought that was pretty obvious but if you don't know I think you should take 5th grade Sex Ed again."

"No, that's not what I meant. I meant; we're at worrrrrrk…Oh god-- A, B, C, D, E…"

"Sara, what the hell are you doing?"

"The alphabet. It helps me concentrate. You're distracting me."

"So I'm a distraction, am I?"


"Oh sweetie, you have no idea just how much of a distraction I can be."

"Holy Hell!...C-Catherine…p-pleassse."

"Please what Sara?"

"P-Please-- lemme get back to work…"

"That's not what you were going to say."

"Ya-ya huh."

"Na ah."

"What if…omigod…what if someone walks in?"

"What if the moon was made out of cheese? There are a lot of 'what ifs' Sar…Let em. Or, we could move into my office. I have a desk in there ya know."

"…F, G, H, I,J, K!…"

"You're cute when you're flustered, ya know that?"

"We're never gonna make it out to dinner if you keep distracting me like this."

"So? This is far more fun."

"…L, M, N, oooh, P…Uh."

"Q Sara,"

"R-right, Q…"

"Hmm, I wonder what would happen if I did…this."


"Heh, I believe you were on R."

"Oh screw the damn alphabet! Get over here."


Ok, I couldn't come up with a good ending…it's 2 am here but I HAD to write this. It wouldn't leave me alone.

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