Sorry it took so long guys. I had a couple of really big projects going on in school. They are done now though and I should be able to get a couple chapters up before I get some more. Anyway. Enjoy this one.

Disclaimer: I do not own Camille

Spoilers: None

"Be ready to be surprised"

Loesje

"You got anything yet?" Angelene asked watching the scientists on the platform examining the body.

"Agent Bennett," Camille replied calmly not looking away from the body. "We are scientists not magicians. We need time to work with the body and understand what happened. However I assure you that standing behind us and observing the process will not speed it up at all."

"Sorry," Angelene muttered standing back a little, but still radiating impatience. In a way Camille understood. She too had been a cop and remembered the annoyance she had felt at having to sit back and let other people do the work, but that did not stop her from being annoyed at the FBI Agent.

"Dr. Burn," Camille asked her politely, "Would you please escort Agent Bennett to see Elsie and find out if she had been able to do anything with the skull?"

"I have a tentative sketch of the victim," Elise told them waltzing into the room. Camille exhaled a little annoyed. She had just lost her perfect plot to keep Angelene from breathing down her neck.

"Great," she told Elise as the young woman made her way onto the platform. "Can we see it?"

"Well remember it is only tentative," Elise told them, "but I would guess that it is pretty accurate. I mean most of my primary sketches turn out to be almost identical to the real thing, but I would never assume that—"

"Alright already," Angelene told her impatiently, "Let's see it."

"Not until you say please," Elise replied not at all put off by the other woman's rudeness.

Katharine attempted to suppress a gleeful smirk but largely failed. Camille however was not particularly amused. "Ms. Dogood," she said with a slightly forced smile, "For future reference, you will not force Agent Bennett or any other member of this team to say please or thank you before you divulge information relevant to the case." Angelene smirked, but quickly hid it as Camille turned to face her. "Agent Bennett I will ask you again to remember that impatience and rudeness will not get you very far."

Angelene did not reply however she did engage Camille in a staring contest. Neither dared to look away nor would their pride let them. They stood for several moments with each challenging the other to make a move.

"She has never broken a bone," Daniel told them looking up from the body, "Holy Shit."

"What?" Katharine asked looking from Daniel to the picture in Elise's hand, which he was staring at. In trying to hide it from Angelene, Elise had revealed it to Daniel.

"Nothing," Daniel told them shaking his head, but not moving his gaze from the face in the picture.

"Dr. Webber," Camille told him a little sternly, "I would you remind you that it is against the rules to withhold pertinent information…" Before she could finish Daniel shook his head.

"It is not pertinent," Daniel explained, "It's just that…do we have a DNA match yet?"

"No," Katharine replied, "Computer is still trying to find one." By this point everyone, even Dr. Cramer, was watching Daniel.

"May I try something?" he asked Camille respectfully.

"Go for it," she told him perplexed. She was trying desperately to figure out where this was going."

Daniel sat down at the computer and began typing furiously. Katharine stood over his shoulder watching him, and slowly the others crowded forward. He opened the page where Katharine had started the DNA analysis.

"Did you limit it to a database?" he asked her looking at the screen.

"No," she replied slightly defensively, "I had no reason to limit it."

"Limit it to the criminal database," he instructed her as she began typing, "1991 if you can."

There was a pause when she stopped talking and looked up at him. "Name," she demanded, "This is way too specific for a guess. Who are you looking for?"

"Bonnie Douglas," Daniel sighed, "she was arrested for Gulf War Protests in 1991."

"Thank you," Katharine told him typing the name in. Instantly there was a beep. Everyone looked at the monitor. "It's a particle match," Katharine told the group, "Obviously."

"Why obviously?" Elise asked.

"Because this girl was either fifteen or sixteen," Katharine replied, "That would mean she was born at least '94 or later. You do the math."

"So this is her mother," Angelene concluded, "You wouldn't happen to know the father's-"

"Alexander Douglas," Daniel replied as the blood drained from his face, "But there is no way that is possible." There was another ding.

"I beg to differ," Katharine told them, "The girl on the table is the daughter of Bonnie and Alexander Douglas."

"And she was born in 1994. Not possible." Daniel repeated, "Not possible."

"Well it clearly is," Angelene told him, "So I don't know what this girl means to you but she is defiantly dead and she is defiantly the daughter of Bonnie and Alexander Douglas."

"Could you have made a mistake?" Daniel asked turning to Katharine almost hopefully.

"No," she replied firmly, "This match is way to clean. She is their daughter."

"Oh God," Daniel said.

"Dr. Webber," Camille told him losing patience, "Will you please tell the rest of us what is going on?"

"Alexander and Bonnie live in California," he started. Angelene opened her mouth to point out that distance was not a big deal, people moved around all the time, but she stopped herself. "They had three kids."

"Did they have a daughter?" Angelene questioned.

"Yes," Daniel said slowly, "but it is not possible that…"

"I understand that knowing the victim can be painful," Camille told him, "But you have to accept it."

"No Dr. Saroyan," Daniel told her with another shake of his head, "You don't understand. It is not possible. All three of Bonnie and Alexander's kids were killed in a boating accident in 2002."

Maniacal laughter. Admittedly I am not sure if anyone is reading this, but if you are I left you a nice little cliffhanger. Hope you review…:-)