As Greg walked into the break room he saw something different, or rather, someone different. She was sitting in one of the chairs tight black tank and jeans, elbow length straight blonde hair, and to top it off, a pair of hot pink flip flops. The one thing that really stood out were the hundreds of scars on her arms; short, long, jagged, straight, you name it, they were there.
"Who are you?"
"Why do you wanna know" she replied not looking up from the book she was reading.
"I'm just curious."
"I'm Kelly."
"Do you have a last name , Kelly?"
"Do you even have a name?"
"Yea, Greg Sanders. Now tell me your last name."
"Breech. I'm supposed to be starting a new job. Do You know were Grissom is?" Just as she said this Gil walked into the room.
"Kelly Breech right?" Grissom said and got some coffee from the pot.
"Yea, Grissom right?"
"Yes. This is Greg, which I'm pretty sure you know already. Greg, this is your new partner."