Title: Secrets
Author: nixie noo
Pairing: Sara/Sofia
Fandom: CSI
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: blah blah blah and I dont own them *sulks*
A.N. This is only a small fic, but it's pretty much how I like to see Sara and Sofia as a couple, being really secretive and making everyone think they don't like each other. It's also Sara's thoughts on how the secret may not last, and of course theres Grissom. I will stop typing because I will go on and on lol Enjoy!

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It had become our little secret, working the same night shifts, having the same breaks, and as often as possible working the same crime scene. Nobody was suspicious, nobody even asked any questions when we left the room, and then later re-entered the room together. This time she’d exited the locker room before me leaving the door to fall behind her, it reminded me of the time she’d held it open for me slapping my backside on the way out. Had things changed? We tended to treat each other differently when anyone was around which often left us feeling frustrated with one another, as our desperate hands and quick submissions proved just minutes ago! She was better at playing the game than I was although I could always see the smile creeping onto her face… reassuring me that nothing had in fact changed after all. I followed her down the corridor and watched her enter the lab she was working in, it reminded me of the time she looked back and winked before disappearing from my view. I think she enjoyed teasing me, playing the secret out in public. She knew it got to me and I would lose myself in her instead of the job. I took it out on her, in the end our bitter conversations that were only meant for spectators became something of the norm when we were alone too. I walked passed the lab and looked in, seeing her with her head in her work, I remembered the numerous times she’d looked up to watch me pass, but not today. Our affair was so secret that she often left me believing that that’s all it was, a secret. I sat at a desk in a separate from them and watched her sit on his desk putting on a promiscuous display. I remembered the way she would know when I was looking at her, and how she’d look up instantly, but im looking now... She looked up at him in that same way and I wondered if things had changed again. I watched them leave together as her and I often used to and he held the door for her as she had done so many times for me. Turning left they walked together while I looked away not able to watch any longer. And then I felt her eyes on me and looked up to see that he’d left. She smiled suggestively and lifted her car keys up indicating it was time to go. As I followed her down the corridor toward the exit she looked back and winked, and then she opened the passenger’s door of her car and her hand cupped my backside as I passed her to get in. It's then I knew, this was more than just a secret to her, and nothing was going to change.

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