Kirsten Clarke was dreaming peacefully when she was woken up by a loud knock at her bedroom door.

"Kirsten, Linus and Cameron are here." Her roommate, Camille, said through the door. "Wakey wakey beauty queen."

Kirsten groaned. The one day she let herself sleep in after a particularly rough stitch and she was woken up for more work. Grumbling, she pulled herself out of bed and walked out into the hallway.

"Mornin' sleeping beauty-are those my boxers?" Cameron asked.

Kirsten hadn't realized that since she stayed over at Cameron's after the first stitch, she hadn't given him his clothing back. She had promised to wash them and return them, but he had assured her that the shirt was too small anyway so there was no rush. She hadn't even realized she had been wearing them.

His question woke her up fully. "Yes. I will give them back later. What do you want?" Kirsten snapped.

"Well, we have a case, and-"

"And these two losers can't go one day without seeing us." Camille cut in.

Linus mirked. "Well," he began.

"Save it." Camille put up her hand to him.

pLinus shut his mouth and stared at his shoes, while Cameron explained. "We have a case, and Maggie wants us in as soon as possible. The sample only has 24 hours."/p

"And Maggie couldn't just call us?" Kirsten yawned.

"She has been. I've been ignoring her calls, since she is the one who gave us the morning off." Camille said.

Cameron sighed and said, "So she sent us over here to get you. So get dressed and be in the car in 10."

Kirsten glared at him. She didn't trust Maggie at all; mostly because she was keeping things about Kirsten's past from her. The director knew more than she was letting on, and Kirsten knew it.

Keeping Cameron's shirt on as a small act of defiance, Kirsten put on a pair of jeans and quickly brushed her hair and teeth and met the others in the living room.

"Ready princess?" Cameron smiled slightly.

"Yeah." She replied coldly, still not happy about being woken up.

"Okay." Cameron said to himself and turned and walked out the door, followed by Linus, Camille, and Kirsten.

The girls sat in the back of Cameron's convertible, while Cameron drove. Linus had yelled shotgun as soon as they walked out the door, because "shotgun doesn't count when you're under a roof". They were listening to some pop radio station and Camille was busy listening to whatever Linus was saying. Kirsten just crossed her arms and stared at the passing buildings.

At the lab, Maggie greeted them right out of the elevator. "Took you long enough! Time is wasting, people! Kirsten, get changed quickly." She handed Cameron a tablet. "Dr. Goodkin will brief you."

Cameron winced at the name. "Yes ma'am."

"Okay, Stretch, here's what we know. Lisa Smith was working as a housekeeper for a rich couple in the suburbs of LA. It's funny, that name seems familiar."

"The case, Cameron." Kirsten said from the changing room.

"Right. The victim was found in one of the bedrooms on the floor next to the bed." Cameron fell silent, and Kirsten guessed that he was scrolling through the photos. She opened the door and emerged in her catsuit./p

"Cameron?" she asked, seeing a look of surprise on his face. "Come on, you've seen me in this before."

"What? No, it's not that, it's this." He held up the tablet to show her. "Lisa Smith worked for Richard and Julia Goodkin. My parents."