WARNING: This story is femslash (duh!) and shall contain SEX between two women, so dont read it if you dont like it!
I suck at titles so if anyone has a better suggestion let me know :)
Special thanks to the girl who pushed me to start writing again, E.B., who also Beta'd this first part, unfortunatly we've lost her and her writings for a while! (everybody say awwwww!). She's gone to "stop chasing rabbits and start riding rollercaosters" ;)
Catherine and Sara stood on the opposite side of the table in the layout room, which Greg was currently seated at, photos and evidence spread out before him. The ex-lab rat had beeped them a few minutes ago, indicating he had some thing important to tell them about some evidence pertaining to their current case.
"Do you snore, Cath?" Greg asked as if it were the most natural thing in the world, a tiny smirk pulling at his lips the only indication that it wasn't.
"Excuse me?" The blonde glared at the smirking young man. "You better have a point, Greg…"
"I do." The newly qualified CSI's smirk grew into a full-blown grin. "So… Do you?"
"No!"
"Yes." Two voices answered at the same time. Greg and Catherine turned to gawk at the brunette. "You do." She shrugged, trying hard not to smirk.
"I do not!" Catherine exclaimed, a blush creeping over her cheeks.
"Do too!" Sara kept her face an impassive mask.
"I most certainly…" Catherine started.
"Wait! Time out!" Greg made the 'Time out' gesture with his hands. "How do you know Catherine snores?" He directed his question at Sara, a puzzled look on his face.
"Well I…" It was Sara's turn to blush. Catherine stared at her, mouth wide open, wondering how the brunette planned to get them out of this one.
"Have you two..?" Greg grinned mischievously and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Greg!" Both women shouted in unison, each looking suitably shocked. Catherine slapped Greg around the back of the head with the manila folder in her hand.
"Ouch!" The spiky haired man rubbed the back of his head.
"Hey! What's going on in here?" A Texan drawl sounded in the doorway as Nick swaggered in, glancing between them.
"Sara says Catherine snores!" Greg said in a singsong voice, sounding like a five year old snitching to his parents. Nick looked between the two women, who, by this time, had managed to regain their composer.
"Really? And how do you know that?" The square-jawed Texan smirked.
"She stayed over the other night… on the couch... we went for a drink and shared a cab and Sara stayed at mine…" Catherine rambled, sounding entirely unconvincing even to her own ears, but managed to keep her voice level and face serious. Sara merely nodded, finding Catherine's uncharacteristic outburst rather amusing.
"I see." Nick said, obviously thinking hard about this new information.
"Yeah." Sara squeaked as Catherine elbowed her in the stomach, looking at her, pleading for her to back up her sorry excuse for an explanation.
"That's when I heard Miss Willows, here, snoring." She smirked, stepping away at the warning glare she received.
"But…" Nick's expression showed the gears in his head were still turning. Greg, however, had a glazed expression, his mind still stuck on the fact that Catherine and Sara had gone for a drink together. His imagination was running wild.
"How did you hear her from the couch?" Nick finally figured out what was wrong with the women's story. Panic spread across Catherine's features for a moment.
"It's that loud!" Sara grinned, ducking behind Nick as the manila folder whizzed past her ear. A second later the room was filled with the two men laughing loudly.
Peaking out from the safety of Nick's shadow, Sara saw Catherine blushing and glaring at her, laughing half-heartedly with the other two. Seeing the brunette's wide grin, the one that showed off the adorable gap between her front teeth, Catherine turned and left. If Sara was going to be grinning at her like that, there was no way she could stay mad at her.
"So…" Nick gasped, wiping a tear from his eye. "Does Cath really snore?"
"Oh, wouldn't you boys like to know?" Sara asked mysteriously, winking. Both men silently answered 'yes' in their heads, but had the good sense not to pursue the matter further.
"So Greggo, wanna tell me what the hell you paged me for?"
"Sure… That weird sticky strip thing we found? Was one of those anti-snoring strips." He grinned. Nick and Sara shook their heads, still grinning, before bidding their farewells and heading in opposite directions.
Sara had to find Catherine and do a little damage control before it was too late.
More to come :)