A/N: I wish this is the way that infamous scene in The Good, The Bad, & The Dominatrix would have played out.

In honour of it's return this week. This story is unbeta'd, so if it's crap there's no-one to blame but me.


It was four in the morning and Sara Sidle was at Oakley's Old West Town with Catherine Willows, processing a crime scene in the theme park's saloon. It was turning out to be quite an aggravating shift.

As if it wasn't bad enough that Heather Kessler, one of Grissom's old romantic interests, was the vic; now Sara was listening to Catherine sing the dominatrix's praises. She seemed to think that Lady Heather and Grissom were meant for each other.

After first bringing up the subject of Teri Miller, Catherine was now extolling the virtues of Ms. Kessler. "Heather, on the other hand…uninhibited and can beat him at mental chess." The senior CSI artfully flipped her hair over a shoulder. "They had chemistry. And he is a scientist."

Sara was starting to feel like strangling Catherine, much the way Lady Heather had been strangled earlier that morning.

The redhead stood and walked towards Sara. "I have no proof," she said conspiratorially, "and I know he'd never tell me, but I'm certain they spent the night together." With a smug look she added, "Wonder which one wore the chaps."

Rising, Sara turned to face the other CSI. "Would you just shut up for Christ's sake. You don't even know what you're talking about, Catherine." Taking a s few steps closer, Sara could feel the blood pounding in her temples. "Gil didn't sleep with Heather. He was attracted to her, but he never had a chance after calling for that warrant."

Realizing she had said too much, Sara turned and walked back to the bar. "And just how do you know that Gil never slept with Lady Heather?" Catherine asked.

The younger CSI removed her gloves and tucked a few stray hairs behind her ear, before turning to face the older CSI. "Because he told me, Catherine."

"And why would Gil Grissom tell you that?" Catherine bellowed.

Shrugging, Sara raised her eyes to the older woman's. "Because we love each other. We've been living together for a year and a half."

Looking at the bewildered face of her co-worker, Sara smiled, "We make each other happy."