Sara stood, toes almost touching the blood on the floor. How was she supposed to collect the evidence if she couldn't get to the evidence? Damn Nick was lucky to get the exterior while she was stuck with the body. Sara didn't think people had this much blood in them. She took 4 blood samples from the North, East, South and West sides of the blood on the floor, then took a mat from a police officer to step over it and collected the little visible evidence off the body.

Once Sara was finished, the body it was taken back to the lab. The Bed was then taken to the garage where Grissom wanted to go over it personally. Sara let the body go on ahead while she collected evidence off the curtains.

"Aren't you supposed to be with the body?" Grissom popped his head into the room. "I told you to... wait there was blood under the bed? This looks like an almost perfect circle. This guy must have taken his time to set this up just the way he wanted." Grissom was now talking to himself. Once he stopped Sara took her turn.

"I let the body go on ahead as I finished up with the curtains. The bed was taken to the garage just for you and yeah, this guy is a sicko. What did you find in the rest of the house?" Sara stated.

"Oh. Um... the rest of the house wasn't touched. The only blood is from the boyfriend running outside. There is the strangness of both the front and back door showing signs of forced entrance. The suspect knew where he was going and once he got there he took his time. Are you finished?"

"Ah, yeah. I was just going to go back to the lab. Catch up with the body and get all this evidence processed. You done?" Sara couldn't bring herself to look at Grissom. She was still desperately trying to get over her crush. Everyone kept telling her, nothing is going to happen with Grissom, he isn't the guy for you. But for some reason just looking at Grissom made her tingle. As she drove back to the lab she wonder about Nick. He was hot and he had the hots for her, why didn't she just get over Grissom with Nick. Where was Nick? He usually came to see her after he was done collecting evidence and a perimeter search doesn't usually take more then an hour.

"Why am I worrying? He probably just isn't done yet." Sara said to herself. She pulled into the parking lot and heading straight for the coroner to get the 411 on the body.

"Hey. I'm here how's the body?" She asked Dr. Robbins. "Have you got a cause of death or an identification yet?"

"Yup both. That there is Elizabeth Ann Purchase born an orphan on January 10 1972 and won the lottery in 1998." Dr. Robbins stated without even looking up from an extremely old man on another table.

"That explains the huge house." Sara walked towards the young women on the table she didn't look older then 25. Now that all the blood was washed away you could see her nicely tanned skin. "What's the cause of death?" Sara asked, once she took a good look at the body.

"Heart failure." Dr. Robbins stated matter-of-factly.

"Ha Ha Al." Sara snickered. "I mean Elizabeth not that old man. Something must have cut her up good judging by all the blood."

"That's who I am talking about. That women died of heart failure." It was then that he turned around. "There wasn't a cut anywhere on her body."