A/n: Sorry all those who were enjoying this story that it took so long to update. I had some serious writer's block. I mean I know where this story is going to go, but it's some stuff in between that I'm having trouble with. I hope you enjoy the lastest chapter addtion.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the CSI characters. I own Eliz and Erin Craig and other characters to come that is all. I write these stories for pleasure (and to wirte out what crazy csi dreams i have) not for profit.

Eliz and Nick arrived in the break room to see others had arrived. Eliz saw that Greg was having a conversation with a young brunette. "Sara," Nick said interrupting the conversation that had been taking place.

"Yeah Nick," Sara said looking up in his direction. Seeing Eliz she widened her eyes in disbelief and awe at what she saw before her eyes.

"This is Elizabeth Craig. She's our victim's twin sister. Elizabeth this is Sara Sidle," said Nick.

"Nice to meet you Elizabeth, but may I ask why you're here in the first place?" said Sara."I was here to identify my sisters body. You never know if might have a case of identity theft mixed up with the case isn't that why we have close friends or family come in, for positive identification? And please call me Eliz."

"Sorry, it's just normally people don't come all the way across several states to make an identification, but than again this isn't a normal case. Your sister just moved here correct?" said Sara.

"Yes, both she and I worked at the Seattle Crime Lab. Well I still work there, but... uhh.. never mind."

"Are you a Lab tech or CSI?" asked Sara becoming curious in the other woman's life.

"A CSI Level two," replied Eliz.

"Level two? Your sister identification badge said she was a three," asked Sara confused.

"Well it's kind of complicated, but we'll just say Erin started and ended college before me?" said Eliz.

Catherine then entered the break room. "Hey guys Grissom and Warrick should be here in a minute and than we can relay information to each other to catch everbo..dy up," Catherine said noticing Eliz. "And you are..the vic..tim's twin or something?"

"Yes, that would be me. Elizabeth Craig, call me Eliz."

Eliz shook Catherine's hand. Grissom and Warrick came in. Warrick stopped in front of Eliz. "You must be Elizabeth Craig, Warrick Brown," he said shaking hands with her.

"Nice to meet you Warrick."

"You and your sister must be identical twins, right?" asked Warrick as he offered Eliz a seat with everyone else who had taken a seat around the table.

"I'm fine I don't need to sit. And actually Erin and I aren't really identical twins."

"You're not it sure looks like you are," said Sara.

"Well Erin is a natural brunette and well I'm dirty blond, although I was born a towhead and my hair naturally became darker as I got older. Erin is also left handed while I'm right handed. She has blue eyes and I have green. We also have slightly different facial features if you look close enough," explained Eliz. "Will you excuse me I have to make a phone call and i;m sure you need to discuss this case without my presence at this moment."

Eliz smiled slightly and left the break room to make her call. She took out her cell and opened it. Turning it on she hoped to get reception. She was in luck she pressed memory one and the phone dialed the intended number. "Hello," came a voice from the other line.

"Hey, it's Eliz."

"Eliz is everything okay?"

"I'm okay I guess. What I can't call my favorite cousin anymore?" she said and smiled weakly. There was a moment of silence on the other line and she guessed her cousin knew something was wrong.

"Something is wrong. What is it Eliz? What happened?"

"Erin was murdered," said Eliz feeling as though she were about to break down.

"What? But wasn't she transferred to Vegas?" said her cousin.

"Yes she was. And you and I both know that just because she's transferred doesn't mean she can't be murdered."

"I know. I didn't mean it like that. It's just who've had a rough time growing up ever since your dad was killed in that car accident when you were thirteen. Life hasn't treated you all that fair. How are holding up?" said her cousin.

"Life's not fair. And I'm holding up fine... I guess," replied Eliz.

"Have you told your mother yet?"

"No. I'm afraid if I tell her..."

"Her depression might get worse." Eliz's cousin finished.

"That and the fact that it might hurt her so much she might just give up a die. I did start writing her and e-mail letter since the doctors let her have an account to communicate with me once a week since I'm so busy with my job."

"I understand the feeling. Do you know when Erin's body will be released?"

"No, but I'm down here in Vegas. When they do release her body I plan to take back to Seattle so she can be buried next to my dad. You should come to her funeral if you can get the time off and if you can get up here."

"I'll try to. Call me when you have set the funeral date will you Eliz," said her cousin.

"Sure thing. Talk to you later. Bye."

"Bye."

Eliz shut her phone and went to sit on a bench. She had been fighting back tears a lot lately. Her cousin, he was right she had, had a lot of terrible things happen in her lifetime.

"Okay let's get started," said Grissom from the head of the table. "Erin Craig was stabbed with a knife sharpener correct?"

"Yes, DNA on the sharpener confirms that," said Sara.

"Did you get any fingerprints of it?" Grissom asked.

"A partial it's being worked with as we speak," Sara said.

"And the gun was registered to Erin apparently she wanted everything ready and together before she started tomorrow. Now Eliz tells me Erin never really wanted the transfer to Vegas that it was her who wanted and Erin was transferred instead," said Greg.

"That reminds me. I talked to the head of the crime lab in Seattle and they are sending the Craig's supervisor out here, along with one of their detectives," said Warrick, "They said they would be here as soon as possible."

"So we know that Erin was a set to start and that she was killed tonight, the night before she was suppose to start. We're looking into prints on the knife sharpener, but so far they are unidentifiable. I guess we have to wait intill we have some outside help," said Grissom, "Greg can you talk to Elizabeth and see if you can get any other information that might help. This is going to be a tough case for all of us even we never got to know Erin Craig like we should have."

A/N:I have no idea how long it will b untill the next chapter is up. this up because i sat down and forced myself to write it, otherwise it might not be up at all. I hate writer's block it needs to burn up and go aways so i could write continuesly forever. Thanks StoryDreamer