Jette was answering emails as Dominique was figuring out how tall the perpetrator was. Finally she had figured out the perpetrator was approximately 5'11 tall. They had his shoe size already. They were getting closer and closer to capturing him! She was anxious to see what Lt. Jamison and Captain Skinner found out down at the Quarry.

An hour or so later, Parker called up to the crime lab. He explained that Bubba & Lonnie might have a suspect but he wasn't at the Quarry. They wanted the two CSI's to meet them at the residence where the suspect was supposedly living. She happily replied that they would be on their way shortly. Parker gave her the address and directions on how to get there. She thanked him before hanging up.

The sisters quickly grabbed their equipment before heading downstairs. Dominique was driving but she wanted to talk to her sister.

"So tell me." Nikki suddenly stated

"Tell you what?" Jette asked, confused

"Why is it you always call on Lieutenant Jamison when you need to role play to show how things happen?" Nikki asked

Jette tried to hide the blush that quickly rose to her cheeks by turning and looking out her window.

"I didn't realize I 'always' call on him." She casually replied

"Uh huh. Why were you laughing when you two fell off the bed?" Nikki asked

"Because it was funny!" Jette blurted out

Nikki started laughing which made her sister stick her tongue out at her.

"Do you realize the position you two were in on that floor? Or how he had you pinned against the wall?" Nikki giggled

"Um, no I didn't realize how we were. I was just trying to show how things played out with the victim and perpetrator." Jette all-too-quickly replied

Nikki began laughing again. She knew her sister better than anyone. Dominique could always tell when her younger sister was attracted to someone. She also knew how professional her sister was. Being attracted to someone she worked with was hard on Jette. Somehow Nikki thought that things would turn out alright here in Sparta.

"So, have you been looking through those listings Mrs. Henshaw gave us?" Nikki asked, changing the subject

"Oh yeah. There's two that I really like. Both are in neighborhoods Parker said were good." Jette replied, very thankful her sister dropped the subject of her and Lonnie Jamison!

"We should go check them out on our day off. See what they're really like for ourselves and decide on which one we like." Nikki said

"Yeah, sounds good to me." Jette absent-mindedly replied

Her thoughts returned to what her sister had pointed out. How she and Lonnie had wound up on the floor after wrestling around on the bed. How he had been sitting on her, holding her hand and pinning her other hand with his. How he had pinned her against the wall and was pressing himself into her.

She sighed heavily making her sister chuckle. She loved working and living with her sister. However she was lonely. She wanted companionship besides her sister. Wanted someone to share things with, to go do things with, someone to explore things with. She sighed again as they reached their destination. They both grabbed their kits seeing the two officers standing by their cruiser.

Lonnie headed towards the front door so Jette quickly followed him. She stood a step behind him as they waited for someone to answer the door. After a few minutes a man in his mid-30's answered the door. Lonnie introduced himself and her before asking the man's name.

"Derrick. What do you want?" The man retorted

Jette noted the nasal cast he was sporting.

"How did you break your nose?" Lonnie asked when Jette pointed up at it

"None of your damned business." Derrick shot back

"Derrick, how tall are you?" Jette questioned

"Why do you want to know? Looking for a date?!" He laughed

"Answer the question!" Lonnie exclaimed, getting irritated

"I don't believe I have to answer that. Now leave me alone!" Derrick yelled

Jette looked down and saw he was wearing a pair of Chuck Taylors.

"Nice shoes, Derrick. Can I see the bottoms of them?" Jette asked

"Go to hell!" Derrick yelled getting angry

"You look to be, what, 5'11? With a shoe size of perhaps 12?" Jette stated

His eyes got big but he didn't reply.

"Let me look in your house." Jette said

"Fuck off!" Derrick exclaimed as Bubba and Dominique walked up to the front porch

Lonnie got a bit forceful, "You're gonna let her look around or I'll arrest you right here!"

Derrick, in a very surprising move, lunged at Lonnie. Jette gasped, unbelieving what she was seeing. It didn't take Bubba long to pull the two apart. Bubba cuffed the suspect and led him to the cruiser. Lonnie led Jette inside so she could to search the house. Dominique quickly followed them into the house.

Lonnie watched as both women gloved up before taking a look around. Dominique headed for the bathroom to check it out while Jette headed to the bedroom. Nikki discovered several bloody bandages in the trash can as well as a bottle of painkillers on the sink. Jette was digging through dresser drawers to see if she could find the Rohypnol.

It wasn't until she started digging through the closet did she finally find what she was looking for and then some. There was a gallon sized Ziploc baggie half full of pills that she knew were Rohypnol. She also discovered a shoebox full of pictures of naked women whom looked like they were just passed out. Jette figured there had to be more than two dozen women that had been photographed!

"Lieutenant!" Jette called out before turning around

She didn't realize he had come into the room to see if she needed any help. When she turned around she jumped in fright making him chuckle.

"Um, we've got him. Rohypnol and pictures of his victims. More than two dozen at least but I haven't actually counted." Jette told him as she handed him the shoebox of pictures.

"Nice work, Jette!" He smiled