A/N: I don't know how I got this idea, but the time it came up I immediately liked it myself. Now it's up to you to decide for yourself whether you like it or not.

Summary: When Horatio finds out IAB sent a psycho-analyst to investigate his team, there's only one thing he can think of doing…

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except Allison Mulder plus all of the other characters you don't recognize.

Mirror

Chapter 1: Poor Jennifer.

Clubbing in Miami is like gambling in Vegas. Everybody comes to this particular city to perform such activity.

As did the girl who danced near the bar. The bartender looked at her. It was almost as if she was screaming for attention from him. But somewhere, deep inside, this bartender knew she wasn't screaming for his attention. She was screaming for the attention of all the other people in the club.

Half an hour later, she was also screaming. For the attention of people who weren't passing by this time of night, for the attention of people who weren't watching.

Even when sunlight replaced the darkness of night, nobody seemed to pay attention to this girl. Truth is, no one has the attention to both pay attention to themselves and others. Human nature, human vanity, all part of what people have become in the centuries, millennia of evolution.

Only few people noticed the girl lying on the grass in the wee hours of the morning. But not one of them had the guts to call 9-1-1.

Finally, somebody went looking for the young girl. So there was someone who cared for her.

"Jenny!" a seemingly drunk girl stumbled over her four-inch heels and tried her best to stay upright. "Jennifer!" From the corner of her eye, she saw a lifeless body, lying in the grass near the water. She ran over to it, now looking totally sober. "Oh Jenny!" she cried, before calling 9-1-1.

Horatio stared at his still empty lab. Shift hadn't started yet, although night shift had already left, and the quietness in the lab was one of the reasons Horatio was always early, no matter what. His cell phone beeped. Dispatch. A body had been found. Horatio sincerely hoped it wouldn't be another murder. Miami had experienced enough murders already. And if it would be a murder, then he hoped it wouldn't be as grizzly as the previous case had been.

The picture of a girl who had been raped, stabbed without death and then beaten to death entered his mind, but Horatio tried to push it out of his mind again. There was no use in thinking of previous cases when a new case was always waiting for them. He drove the Hummer to a place he recalled as being the same crime scene as before.

Horatio didn't believe in coincidence, but this almost forced him to, since they had already put the murderer for the crime that had happened at the same place behind bars.

Frank went through is notes when he saw Horatio walking up to the scene.
"Frank… what have we got here?" he asked.
"Jennifer Straw, turned 21 yesterday. The girl over there-" Frank pointed in the direction of where a young girl was sitting, two officers standing next to her, "Chrissie Turner, 22, vic's best friend, ID'ed her. Says they were celebrating Jennifer's birthday in Club Gold yesterday."
"Club Gold… that's the same as in Georgina Cole's murder, isn't it?"
"You thinking serial?"
"I'm thinking nothing yet, Frank. Thank you"

Horatio walked over to the body, that was being examined by Alexx.
"Alexx…" he said. Alexx looked up.
"Horatio. Jennifer here shows some eerie resemblances to Georgina… I thought you put the murderer in jail"
"I did" Horatio said. "Cause of death?"
"I wouldn't know for sure until I get her back to the lab but she has been raped and just stabbed. Similar wounds to those of Georgina." Alexx said to Horatio, before talking to the victim.
"I guess that's not the way you wanted to celebrate your 21st birthday, isn't it, sweetheart?"
"Thank you, Alexx. I guess-" Horatio stopped right in the middle of his statement, watching a particular person walking to him. "Excuse me"

He walked to the person.
"Rick" he said.
"Horatio. I see you got a murder here?"
"Very well seen" Horatio said sarcastically.
"The suspect in the previous case" Stetler only said.
"Yes. I thought he was locked away"
Stetler looked at Horatio. "He was an important source"
"Are you saying he's been released from prison?"
Stetler slowly nodded. "There was no other way, Horatio"
"I'll let you… tell that to the parents of the young girl over there." Horatio said, before walking back to Alexx and the victim.

A/N: It may take me a while to put up a new chapter… first I want to know whether you like it or not!