Title: Dreams
Author: Alexis Stansfield
Pairing: Cath/Sara
Fandom: CSI
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sara's POV.

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I'm standing in a pitch black area with a spotlight on me. Then, in the blackness around me, these blurred colors of a rich chocolate brown, reddish-blonde, and sapphire blue just swirl around me, like waves. And I'm just standing there, not afraid, not nervous, just content. And then along the edges of light there's a shadow of someone. And they're just walking me in a circle but I can't see who it is. But I know it's a woman, and I'm not scared, it's like I know her. I trust her.

As she walks around me, her hands lightly caress my bare shoulders and my neck. Slowly twisting my hair with her fingers, ever so lightly brushing my neck with my own hair. Shivers wrack my body as she wraps arms around my waist and nuzzles the back of my neck.

In the softest voice I've ever heard, I hear "I know you; I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you; that gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam". I lean my head back to try and see her, but she just tilts my head to the side and kisses my neck with the softest lips I've ever felt. My whole body feels as if it's going to collapse, but she tightens her hold around my waist, lightly caressing my stomach.

Closing my eyes, I turn my head toward this woman and search for her lips. Finally as my lips capture hers, I turn fully in her arms and feel her body against mine. My hands run through her silky hair to hold her in place in front of me. When breathing becomes an issue, we pull away from each other far enough to press our foreheads together. Slowly I open my eyes to see her. Her full pink lips, her cute little nose, the deep red flush on her cheeks, the way her bangs fall over her left eye, the way her breathing is deep and ragged.

As I trace my fingers over her face, I can't help but feel that I've seen her everyday. When my fingers reach her eyes, she opens them, capturing me with the deepest sapphire blue I have ever seen. Now I know why I'm so comfortable around you. Why I trust you and why I love you. "Catherine" is all my foggy head can come up with. You smile and say "Yes Sara. I'm really here." She slowly leans in to me, pressing her body closer to mine and....

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Nearly jumping out of my bed, I slam my hand down on the alarm. "What the hell kind of dream was that?" I ask out loud. 'This is why I hate dreams' I think. Lying back down on my pillows, I can't stop myself from trying to analyze the dream.

I feel so untouched and I want you so much so how, I can't resist you Reaching over to my night stand, I feel around for my phone. "Sidle" short and curt, whoever is calling is interrupting my thinking.

"I love you Sara." Wow. I stare at my phone and finally look at the caller id. Catherine Willows. Catherine Willows just told me she loves me. Am I high? Am I still asleep?

"Catherine? Are you sure you called the right person?" I still can't believe she said that.

"Yes Sara I am aware of whom I called and I am serious. I. Love. You."

"Are your high? Are you videotaping this? Can you see me?"

"No Sara. Stop being paranoid. I am outside though, so let me in so we can talk."

"There's a key above the door. Let yourself in." I can't even move off my bed. Then I look down and realize that I'm still in my sports bra and booty shorts.

"Wow. If you had told me what you were or weren't wearing I would have been through that door sooner."

My head snapped up so fast I might have whip lash now. She's leaning against my door frame, staring at me. Her hair seems to be glowing and her blue button shirt is open 3 buttons, giving me a nice view of her cleavage. My blanket fell on to the floor, so she can actually see me sitting on my bed in my sports bra and booty shorts, I can't seem to form any words, and now the object of my dreams is slowly, predatorily walking to my bed. I still can't move as she crawls onto my bed and up towards me. As she finally gets close enough to my face, I manage to say "Catherine... I love you too." Her sapphire blue eyes seem to both sparkle and darken at the same time. Before I know it, my head is against the pillows again and the softest lips are hungrily devouring mine. As she tilts my head to the side, I can't help but moan. This whole experience is better than any dream I've ever had. When Catherine's fingers start to stroke my stomach, I think 'Oh god I love dreams.'

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