-1Walking up, Sara caught the tail end of what the officer was telling Catherine. She didn't understand what he was talking about at first because she hadn't caught everything he said but she caught on pretty quick. With the description the officer just gave and the number of officers around, Sara knew they had a DB. But knowing Catherine and how pissed she was at Sara right now, she figured she'd be stuck taking the outside. So turning away from Catherine and the officer, she made to start working. Sara didn't get very far though before Catherine's words caught her.

"Where are you going? You're taking the victim inside. I'm not in the mood tonight." With that Catherine turned without another word and began to work the scene. Sighing for the hundredth time that night, but this time more in hurt, Sara adjusted the kit in her hand and walked with her head slightly down towards the front door.

Seeing Sara coming, one of the officers stood a little straighter and nodded a silent greetings towards her.

"The victim is in the master bedroom at the end of the hall on your right." Nodding a thanks, Sara walked inside and slowly made her way towards the room at the end of the hall. As she walked, she let her eyes scan the surrounding rooms and areas looking for any evidence. Seeing nothing that really stood out, Sara reached the bedroom and pushed the door open.

Not being prepared for the scene before her, Sara let out an audible gasp and had to look away for a moment. Before her on the bed lay the naked body of a woman. Her hands and feet tied to each bedpost while her mouth was taped shut. Though her eyes were still wide open, but with a closer inspection you could see they were taped open. A look of pure horror on her face. Her entire body from the neck down was covered in blood, soaking the bed sheets below her. But the wounds covering the body weren't normal stab wounds or cuts. As Sara got her composure back and walked over to the victim she could see the wounds were words carved into the skin. The same word over and over again, hundreds of times.

Seeing the word brought instant panic to Sara and her body began to shake. Dropping her kit, she quickly made her way back outside to speak with one of the officers. Seeing the same one still standing by the door that had told her where to find the body, she quickly moved to him.

"What is the victims name?"

"It's, umm, Rachel, Rachel Halkett I believe," the officer said as she looked at Sara slightly confused. He couldn't understand why she had such a scared look on her face.

"Are you alright miss?"

"Yeah, I'm…I'm fine." Confused by what was going on, Sara turned from the officer and walked back towards the room once more. Taking a deep breath before walking in to calm herself she was trying to work things out in her head. But not coming up with anything, she just shook her head and decided not to make to much of things. After all, it may be completely related to the victim.

Picking up the camera that was around her neck, Sara began to take pictures of the victims since she couldn't touch her until David got here to examine the victim. Though what she really wanted to do was get out of here. Sara really wished Catherine had taken the victim tonight, though at the same time didn't because she didn't know how Catherine would react to the word. It didn't take her long to finish with the pictures of the victim before she moved on to processing everything else in the room.

But even collecting evidence seemed like that was going to be impossible tonight. Everything in the room was in order and there was no sighs of a struggle. More then that though the room seems to have been cleaned of any evidence. Sara had no doubt that was the killers doing. Making sure there was nothing left to tie him or her to the crime.

Getting frustrated, Sara moved into the bathroom that was adjoined to the master bedroom off to the side. Though it too seemed to have been cleaned from top to bottom. Still she hoped the killer slipped up here, even if just a little. Setting her kit on the floor, she opened it and grabbed a couple swabs out. Opening one, she stuck it down the drain of the sink to check for any blood. Pulling it out it looked clean but still she tested it. Sure enough the it came up with nothing. Gritting her teeth in frustration, Sara moved over to the shower and did the same thing to the drain there. Lucky for her there was a small amount of blood this time and she couldn't help but smile in satisfaction.

Placing the swab back in the box as evidence, she placed it in her kit and grabbed the finger print powder out. Determined to get a print, Sara became so absorbed in her work she didn't here someone enter the master bedroom. Not until Catherine called out to her and her body immediately froze.

"Sara is that…"