Just as Jennifer walked into CSI, Valerie the receptionist held up a letter with 'Jennifer Grissom' marked on the envelope.

"Who can this be from?" Jennifer questioned as she looked towards Nick.

"Dunno. Open it." He said with a puzzled look on his face.

Jen looked at him with caution. "Do you have any gloves on you?" She asked closely examining the writing on the envelope.

"What for?" He asked pulled out a pair from his field kit.

"Just in case." She remarked. She put the gloves on and carefully opened the flap to the envelope. She gently took out the piece of paper inside which read:

Hey diddle, diddle;

The cat and the fiddle,

The cow jumped over the moon.

The cat laughed to see such sight;

And the dish ran away with the spoon.

"What the hell." Nick muttered as he read the document along with Jenn. "Who is this from."

Jennifer paused then looked up and glanced hardly at the wall in front of her before speaking with anger but not harshly, "Milander."

Jen ran down the hall with Nick closely trailing her as she dashed into trace where Mandy was sitting working on some coins. 'Must be from dayshift.' Jen thought to herself amongst the jumble of thoughts running through her head. "Mandy, I need you to print this ASAP." Jen said.

"I'm kinda busy here Jen. Ecklie is on my ass about these and you know how I, well we all hate it when he's barking down our asses." She said looking at Jen.

"It's from Milander. I think. I'm positive." She stopped. "I need to make sure it is. I need to know if his prints are on it, more importantly my dads. Find out if you can find anything in between the ridges of the prints, anything at all. Please Mandy." She begged sympathetically.

Mandy contemplated in her head. You could see the wheels slowly turning. "Alright. Anything to help find your dad." She sighed. "But you deal with Ecklie if he comes in here screaming at me."

"You got it." Jennifer smiled. "Thank you so much."

"No problem." She smiled.



"What's the worst thing that can happen to your car?" Sara asked as she ran into Nick and Jennifer in the corridor.

Jen thought about it for a few seconds. "Break down in the middle of the night on the main highway in California?"

"Nope. Nick?" She asked turning to Nick.

"Have it stolen from your garage?" He pondered.

"Nope. But thank you for playing anyways." Sara joked. "How about leaking antifreeze." She smiled.

"What did you find?" Jen asked with a grin forming in the corner of her mouth.

"Antifreeze on the gravel driveway at your dad's house. The gravel soaked it up, but Sanders was able to break down the contents. Gotta love technology." She smiled smugly.

"That means the car is overheating. It must have stalled once or twice. Especially in this heat." Nick presumed. "And if that happened, he had to get out of the vehicle and fiddle around under the hood or stop for service. Someone had to see it happen."

"Nick, that's a big jump." Sara said. "He could have had extra antifreeze in the back of the van. Popped out of the van, fixed in and went along his way. With..." she looked at Jennifer. "Grissom in the back."

"He couldn't have been prepared for something like that. I mean it happens once in a blue moon. Who actually has an extra case of antifreeze in the trunk of their car?" Nick asked.

"I do." Both Sara and Jennifer responded, paused then laughed. "It's precaution Nick. A girl has gotta be prepared. This ain't 1950 anymore." Sara explained.

"And you guys have kitty-litter as well, for traction." He said with animation in his face.

"Yeah. Just in case. I mean, I know there's so snow, but you never know." Jen smiled pretty. "Anyway, getting back on topic. Is there anything special about it? Special chemicals, mixture, something that might let us pinpoint where this stuff is sold?" Jen asked Sara.

"Not yet. Greg was only able to tell me what it was at the time. He's working on the contents now." She explained.

"What did you do to get him working?" Jennifer inquired.

"Told him that if he doesn't get working soon, I'd bust him for the personal phone calls he's been making from the labs phones." She said with a cheshire grin.

"Way to go Sara!" Nick spoke as he high-fived his partner. He then shook his head slowly. "Poor Greg."

"What about poor Greg. I like the guy, but he slacks around sometimes." Sara noted. "And I swear, sometimes he has another job elsewhere."

Nick glanced and Jennifer then back at Sara. "What?" She barked. "What do the two of you know that I don't?"

"Greg likes you." Nick began. "Not as a friend, not as a colleague, but likes you, likes you." Nick smiled. "Lay it all on the line. He wants to take you out for dinner."

"How come you never told me this?" She demanded.

"Because he didn't want you to know. He thought you'd turn him down. You know really hurt his ego." Jen said. "The poor guy is desperately in love with you."

Sara's face became blank. She tore him apart, without even knowing how he felt about her. 'Poor guy indeed.' She thought to herself. "I shouldn't have done that." She said.

"You know didn't know." Nick said quietly.

"He's probably back in there heartbroken. And it's all because I needed some evidence processed." She said sitting down. "Maybe I should go back in there and apologize." She said getting back up again.

"If you want, but don't give it away. That we told you, you know. Or he'll be ticked off at all of us.. And I promised him a new X Box game." Jenn said smugly.

"Your bribed him?" Nick exlaimed. "Jennifer! I'm shocked."

"Well..." she paused. "I need something processed quickly at the time and you know how he loves video games, and...." she was short for words on explanation. She scolded Sara for her actions and now she was...

"Busted." Nick said. "And here I had all this respect and admiration for you." His eyes narrowed in humor. "You disappoint me Miss Grissom."

Nick snickered as Sara walked over to the door. "I'm gonna go..." she said as she pointed towards the lab that Greg worked in. "I'll be back soon."

"Good luck." Jen said as she placed the file folder under her arm and grabbed a cup of coffee.

"Video game?" Nick asked his voice elevated in question, still lingering on the subject.

Jennifer rolled her dark green eyes still looking at the coffee cup, concentrating on not spilling the hot picker-upper drink. "Get over it Nick." She chortled as she turned around and sat down in the comfortable chairs that sat in the break room.

"You never bribe me with anything." Nick muffed.

"Oh really?" She guffawed and stared at him with a raised eyebrow. She gazed at him for a few minutes when he finally got it and said 'Oh' silently.

"Got it." He smirked and took a sip of his orange juice. Jennifer sat there chuckling at him as she flipped the file folder open to look at the test result on the gravel.