Alison took pictures of the hanging ballerina. Making sure that she got good images of the bruising around her neck. The victim was hanging from the rafters of a large conservatory. Another Balerina being the one to find her. Looking down at Hawkes.

"Okay, bring her down." She called out. He signaled for one of the other CSI's to lower the rope. Alison started taking pictures as the body was slowly lowered.

"Our VIC is Ellen White, 19 years old," Flack said.

"She was originally from Kansas." He was explaining to Greg as the two of them walked up to the stage. Alison glanced over at them. Doing her best to listen in on the information.

"Has no family locally to speak of. Her classmate Alexa Holding discovered her when she was practicing one of those twirly things."

"A pirouette?" Greg asked, causing Alison to smile. Flack stopped looking at him. "I lived in Vegas. You pick things up." Alison couldn't see his face, but she knew Flack was rolling his eyes at her husband.

"Like I said, a twirly thing" Alison reached the floor just as they made it to the stage.

"Any idea how she got up there?" Greg asked her.

"Looks like the killer used the stage's pulley system," Alison said while Hawkes started looking over the body.

"Alexa Holdman seems pretty together for someone who just found her friend murdered," Greg said, lowering his voice. Flack shook his head.

"They weren't friends. Ellen was Alexa's understudy, and that was the extent of their relationship." Hawkes leaned back on his heels.

"Petechial hemorrhaging." He explained. "C.O.D.'s most likely asphyxiation."

"You needed an Exam for that?" Alison moved to swat at Flack's comment, but Greg stopped her. It was her turn to roll her eyes at him.

"We're not sure the rope killed her." She said.

"A ligature mark and bruising." She points at the two lines on her neck.

"No Ecchymosis present." She said, referring to the marks closer to her chin.

"Most likely made postmortem," Hawkes added. Greg pointed his flashlight on the neck.

"The markings are consistent with someone strangling her and then hanging her." Greg looked up at the rafters. "But why hang someone who's already dead."

Greg walked next to Alison down the Conservatory aisles. Messer had shown up and was processing the ropes.

"I don't know. Greg Alexa discovers her understudies dead body and doesn't seem the least bit upset. I know it's a cliche, but understudies do go on to become stars. Maybe Ellen was shining too bright for Alexa's liking." Greg shrugged his shoulders.

"It's worth looking into. Messer confirmed the pulley system was used to hang the body, a task even a 90-point ballerina could pull off." Flask walked over to them.

"That's an interesting theory." He said.

"There's only one problem. Hawkes said Ellen's death was around 6:00pm. I just spoke to the dancers and the director of the show. Anyone who's a possible suspect was in rehearsal from 5:00 until 8:00, including the very icy Alexa Holdman." Greg crossed his arms.

"How about Ellen? SHe ever makes it there?"

"She left to use the bathroom around 5:30 and never came back." Alison raises her left eyebrow.

"And no one thought to go looking for her."

"Apparently, breaks were pretty common for her. Sometimes she'd come back, sometimes not." Greg looked around them.

"So no one else was in the building?" Flack shook his head.

"The dancers and the director had the place to themselves. Janitors don't get here until 10:00, which is fifteen minutes from now." Greg looked at Alison.

"Well, she didn't hang herself. Alison, do you want to help finish up her or head to the lab." She tilted her head then held out a fist. Greg smiled, doing a quick game of rock paper scissors. Alison smiled.

"I'll see you when you are finished here." She said, squeezing his arm before heading for the exit. Flack looked at Greg.

"You know she has a tell, right." Greg smiled, watching his wife leave.

"I know."

Alison stood by the M.E.'s table while Sid looked over the body.

"A dancer, more than any other human being, dies two deaths." He straightened, looking over at her. "Martha Graham said that. Though, obviously, she didn't have our victim in mind when she said it."

"Then the cause of death was asphyxiation caused by manual strangulation." She asked. Hawkes, who had joined them, nodded.

"The ligature mark was made postmortem." Sid nodded in agreement.

"I also found esophageal scarring and enamel loss." Alison looked down at the body.

"So she was most likely bulimic." Sid held up his finger.

"But not the only discovery." He pointed toward the cuts on her upper leg." Alison pulled her sleeves down over her hands, crossing her arms.

"Those weren't made by the killer." Hawkes shook his head.

"It looks like it's been going on for over a year. The killer might have wanted us to think that it was suicide." Sid lifted the left hand.

"I didn't find any defensive marks on her hands." Alison forced herself to focus.

"If that's the case, then Ellen may have known her killer." Sid raised his finger.

"Not only that, but I think the killer also knew our Jane Doe." Alison's eyes shot over to the body on the table next to them. The woman had been shot. But they hadn't been about to get an ID on her.

"What makes you say that?" Sid pointed toward the computer on his desk.

"According to Hawkes, the powder I got of the victim's neck was a match to the gun powder for her murder." Alison took a deep breath.

"So you're saying this isn't his first victim." Sid took his glasses off.

"And may not be his last."

Greg stood in front of the crime around staring at the information surrounding their victims. There was sometimes familiarity about this, and he couldn't put his finger on it. Alison walked over to him, handing him a cup of coffee before going as sitting on top of her desk.

"Flack called their therapist is in the wind. He did find three pictures on her desk. One was a victim, the other the murder weapon and then the location of the murder." Alison laughed slightly. "Sound like some twisted game of clue." Greg snapped his fingers.

"That's it." Alison got up walking over to him.

"I was kidding." Greg looked at her.

"I'm not." He walked over to board. "our ballerina, her last name was White. she was killed by a rope in a conservatory." Alison walked over next to him.

"Our second victim has Red hair and was killed with a revolver in Hell's Kitchen." Greg turned back to the board.

"Our killer is playing clue." Alison set her coffee cup down, walking over to her bookshelf. Setting her baseball bat on her desk, she grabbed her box of clues. Greg hurried over to the table in their office, clearing it so she could set the board up. The two of them stared at it.

"Six victims, nine rooms, and six weapons." Greg shook his head. "That's 324 possibilities." Alison shooked her head.

"The Therapist might have bought the revolver, but I'm having a hard time believing she's the killer. Except that her prints were the only ones on the pictures." Greg waved his hand.

"Let's not think about the why right now. We have four more potential victims out there. Where any of her other patients a match to the characters." Alison shook her head.

"White was the only one. Our second victim did have red hair. So I think it's safe to say that it's not exclusive to names but also features." Greg looked down at the board then let out a deep breath. "What?" Greg pointed.

"Ms. Scarlet always goes first. Followed by Carnal Mustard then Mrs. White." Alison let out her own deep breath.

"So you're saying our first victim was actually our third." Greg picked up one of the pieces.

"And Green is next."

Alison took pictures of the victim. She spotted Greg walking over to her.

"Victims name is Shane Simmons. He was our therapist-patient for two years. He was 19 and had a full ride to Stanford on a golf scholarship." Greg looked around them. They were in the middle of an output course.

"Bodies on a green killed with a candlestick." Alison looked up at him.

"Yeah, I get that, but what's the location." Greg continued to look around then stopped pointing at a single.

"Ball Room. Well, I'll give the doctor this—she's clever." Alison stood up, shaking her head.

"I don't think it's her." Greg crossed his arms."

"What makes you say that." Alison pointed at the evidence marker behind her.

"Because our victim wasn't killed here, he was dragged, and our doctor was shorter than me. I don't think she could drag him all the way over here with how far it is and uneven the ground is."

"She may have had someone helping her."

Greg walked into Frank's kitchen, where Alison was making popcorn.

"How's it coming." He asked, walking over and wrapping his arms around her waist. She smiled, passing him some popcorn.

"You tell me." He ate it then kissed the top of her head. "What game did they decide to play?"

"Well, I nixed Clue pretty fast. I think that there was a discussion playing deception, but with all the cops in there, I think that Sean and Nicky will win out that debate. Meaning that we are probably just going to end up playing Uno." Alison laughed.

"That's all we ever end up playing." She took a deep breath. "I'm just glad we found our killer." Alison turned around in his arms, so she was looking at him. "A former patient targeting other patients and people important to her." The smile that had been on his face lessened.

"All because he was in love with her." Alison leaned forward, resting her head on his chest.

"What a long week. I'm just glad that it's over." Greg slowly rubbed circles on her back. His hand stopped as he felt the raised skin where one of her scars was. An Image from the last letter he read shot through him, and he clenched his teeth. Fighting back the Nazia that hit him.

"You shouldn't have to know," Alison said, clearly knowing what he was thinking. Greg closed his eyes before looking down at her, meeting her eyes. The pain in them made his stomach turn into knots.

"If we are ever going to be truly free, we need to find them both."

"But at what cost, Greg. You will never be able to look past my scars. You will know what caused them." Greg returned to rubbing her back.

"It just proves how much stronger you are."

A/N: This was the first episode of CSI that I ever saw. So it's fun to hit this episode. Let me know what you think about the story so far.