DISCLAIMER: I only own Annabelle. I'm sorry it's so late and short, but I just started University, so I'm kind of swamped at the moment with getting to know campus and classes. I will try to update both my stories as often as I can!

Annabelle woke up to the cheery sound of chirping birds and angry traffic. Shaking off the cobwebs of the night before, she burrowed back underneath the covers. However, soon she was cursing to the high heavens as her phone rang. It was Mac.

"I want you in here ASAP." he said.

"I thought I'm off the case."

"You are. I figured you'd want to know about the letter."

"I'll be right in." Two hours later, fresh and filled with coffee, Annabelle met with Mac and the team. Introductions were made, except for Yelina, who had stepped out.

"So, there was no DNA. It was a self-stick envelope. No fingerprints either" Mac started.

"What was in it?" Annabelle asked. Mac threw the evidence bag to her. Inside was a picture of Horatio Caine bound and gagged. She threw it back.

"This asshole is taunting us." she said disgusted. "Have you found Johnny Bell yet?"

"We're getting close." They dismissed. As Annabelle moved to get more coffee, Calleigh whispered to Eric, "Why did she get the envelope? It's not like she knows Horatio."

"Don't know. Did Ryan say anything about her last night?"

"Hey guys, I'm not deaf. If you have a question, just ask." Annabelle interrupted.

"Why did you get the envelope and not us?" Eric said.

" Because she's psychic." Calleigh said.

"Even if she wasn't, she'd still get it." Yelina walked through the door. Ryan, who'd been watching the scene quietly, saw Annabelle visibly blanch and heard: "Oh, it's too early for this."

"Nice to see you again, Annie." Yelina said.

"Oh, I know you did not just call me Annie." Annabelle spat. "You know I hate that."

"Do you know each other?" Ryan asked.

"Unfortunately." Annabelle replied.

At the same time, Yelina answered, "Shall I tell them or shall you?"

"Don't you dare! This is not their business."

"They deserve to know."

"Yelina…"

"Annabelle is family." Yelina finished.

"You evil witch!"

"How close?" Calleigh said. "She looks nothing like you. She has blue eyes like…" She trailed off.

"Like Horatio's." Eric added.

Annabelle Caine glared at Yelina. "I always told Uncle Ray he never should have married you."

AN: Yeah, she's his kid. Who suspected that?