Title: Everything I Wasn't
Author: sofia_lindsay
Pairing: Sara/Sofia
Fandom: CSI: Las Veagas
Rating: PG
Summary: Maybe she found someone who was everything I wasn't.
AN: My muse is MIA, and I'll be nice and not blame my other inspiration, so I’ll blame myself I guess. Thanks to tehdeadringer for being my beta.
Archiving: P&P, other’s ask.

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“I think there’s someone else.”

Sofia let her fears be known as soon as Catherine walked through the door. Never, would she have thought her dark-haired lover would do this to her. Catherine, for her part, just stood and stared before finding her voice.

“But I thought you two were doing so well? You were both smiling and seemed so happy.”

Sofia gave a half-hearted shrug and looked at Catherine with tears forming in her eyes.

“So did I. Now I’m not so sure. Maybe it was just great for me. Maybe she found someone who was everything I wasn’t. Someone who could keep her grounded and could make her feel safe. I don’t know, all I know is Sara’s being really distant, and it’s scaring me.”

Catherine placed her hand on the blonde’s shoulder, “Sofia, what makes you think there’s someone else? Has she given you any reason to think there is?”

The detective just sighed and let her head hang lower.

“Cath, I make a living at being observant and figuring things out. I know something’s not right. Things haven’t been normal since a talk we had. She started shutting me out, not realizing she was only proving my fears right.”

Giving her friend’s shoulder a gentle, Catherine replied. “That doesn’t prove there’s someone else. It could just mean she needs a little time. Your hunches aren’t always accurate, ya know. I really have to get back though. I’m sorry.”

Sofia nodded her reply as she laid her head on the table and started to think. Physical pain she could deal with, an occasional one-night stand she could handle and not feel a single thing. She could run into a life-threatening situation and not blink twice. Yet when it came to matters of her heart, she somehow managed to feel it slowly cracking, and knew that when it finally broke, without a doubt, she would be brought to her knees. She had endured this once before, and it had taken her years to recover. She wasn’t sure she could survive that pain in her heart again.

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