here is part 2, when I think about it I guess I have kinda switched the girls emotionaly...made Sara the needy one and Catherine the tougher one...almost like she has more to lose because of age and her daughter.......anyway, here we go, hope you like it.. Catherine haunts Sara's thoughts…..( 2 days later) As I look over at the other side of the bed I am surprised how much I expected her to be there. My dreams had been so real, so vivid in my head, her scent, her touch, the feeling of her hands on my body tracing the line, feeling like home. As I dress I struggle to keep thoughts of her out of my head, what is it about this woman that haunts my every waking moment, making me look inside my self, questioning me, challenging me and loving me. As I walk through the halls I see her for the first time, the first time since that night. I wonder if she knows I am watching her, her essence so clear in the air around her. I see her laugh with Nick and wonder, do I make her smile like that? Then she notices me; I can see the shift in her body langauge, the change in her eyes. She is remembering just like I am… `Hi Sara' as I hear my name I whirl around smiling at Grissom who stands before me. `Hi Grissom' I smile yet the whole time I am not really listening; my senses are listening and reaching for her, the woman in my dreams. As I hear Grissom and Nick talk to me I feel it, like a cloud gathering for a storm, hanging in the air waiting to rain. `Catherine' her voice so deep and resonant in my ears. `Hi Sara' I smile not wanting to give it away, wanting my desire to be for her eyes only. `Can I have a word' she asks as I nod my head and make my goodbyes. `I dreamt of you last night' she said softly as I kept my eyes to the floor as we walked along. I knew if I looked at her I would not be able to contain the desire in my face and body so I didn't look. Denying myself the pleasure of drinking in her features. `I thought you would be there when I woke up' she continued all most sullenly `and when I wasn't' I asked softly ` I felt like I was drowning' she said so quietly, so quietly I had to strain to hear. `I know how you felt' I told her looking at her for the first time. Not looking with my eyes but seeing through my soul into a place deep with in. As I look at her I yearn to reach out and touch her, gently take her in my arms and calm her fears, ones I know are bubbling away under the surface threatening to poke through. `I feel it too' I told her as our senses reached out and touched, gently rocking and lulling each other to a safe place where we could be together.