Hey! As promised...here is the trilogy of my CSI saga... PIECES of ME... it's about our 2nd favorite labtech Archie Johnson and Sara's 'sidekick' Hannah Valdez.... Enjoy!

Pieces of Me (trilogy to "Please Remember")

By: Toni SFPD CRIME LAB...HANNAH

It's a Monday, a slow day. There are 6 crime scene analysts here, 4 hours so far into the shift and only 2 home invasion cases. Sara Sidle, our lead CSI sent out two CSI1 for the job. So far, she's engrossed with Forensic Journal February Issue. The others are either catching up on sleep because we pulled a double 2 days ago or watching SpongeBob on TV. I, on the other hand, am catching up on the tie-in novel 'ALIAS:The Recruit'.

A phone rings, everybody scrambles for their own. I hate these department issued cellular phones... same ringing tones. Anyway, it's Sara that gets the call; she's smiling, must be her twins. Sammy and Nicky are two of the most adorable children I've ever known. The girl looks so much like her mother but Nicky... whew! I could just imagine how their Dad might look like. Well, back to my musing... Sydney Bristow is so lucky. Imagine, at 19... she works for the CIA (not exactly). Here I am, 27 years of age... working for the San Francisco Crime Lab as CSI level 2. Not that I'm complaining or anything, I'm just saying that maybe I can nudge for being CSI3. Who knows?

"Hey Valdez," our co-worker Charles Damien said, "What are you smiling about this crisp Monday?" I raise my eyebrow and glare at him. He smiles. "Hey, only Sara does that successfully. And besides, I thought Gil Grissom is your idol." The others chuckle as well.

Okay, pick on the Asian girl. But I know they're just joking. I've had my share... I'm not in the mood for verbal wars. Come to think of it, Sara and I are very much alike. Like her, I am subscribed to every SciTech journal known to every American, comes to work way early, slightly unsuccessful with men and we both finished Physics in college. I understand her mood swings as she comprehends mine.

Break's over, director's here and so is the sheriff. We gather up around the table, pretending to be interested on what crap they are saying about another conference. They said it'll be held here in SF and we must have 4 participants. Well, if Sara is going... then I'm in it.

Like on cue, cases started piling up. Charles went on solo with a stag party OD, both the level one investigators are out for a convenience store shoot out, Sara and I are in for murder-suicide. Hey, maybe this day won't be so slow after all.