The Monaco Hotel and Casino was a stately, yet older casino. It reminded Libby of the old style casino where Ol' Blue Eyes and the Rat Pack would hang out.

They met with the hotel manager and were guided to a room on the fifth floor.

"It's not pretty. Let me warn you." She had said.

When they walked in, a younger man in a coroner jacket was examining the body. He had curly hair and glasses and was taking the liver temperature.

"Okay David. What have you got for us?"

"Liver temp is at 92. Lividity is set and rigor has started to set. I'd say she's been dead for at least 4-6 hours. She's all yours." He said.

"Thank you, David."

David walked by Libby and Grissom and gave a weak smile. Libby just looked at the body.

There was arterial spray along the wall and more blood on the bed.

"Okay, Libby. What have you got?"

Libby analyzed the scene.

"Female. Approximately 24-28 yrs old. Blonde hair, not natural…"

"How can you tell that?"
"She has roots. Definitely not a natural blonde. This looks like a crime of passion."
"How so?" Grissom asked.

"Stabbings are very intimate. The victim and suspect had to be close, especially looking at the wound on her neck."

It was a gash across her neck which probably cut through the jugular and the carotid given the spray and the amount of blood.

Libby went through and processed the scene, finding multiple fingerprints and a few fibers. Gil just watched as she worked. She was efficient and very detailed. He took photos while she did most of the processing. After they were done, they returned to the lab.

"Doc Robbins, this is Libby Porter."
"Hello, Libby. You're not a virgin, are you?"
"No, Doc, I've been through quite a few of these."
"Good. Let's get started."

Doc Robbins was much older, probably in his late-50's. He had white hair and blue eyes and walked with the aid of a cane. He seemed like a Santa Clause with a morbid twist. Libby liked him already.

"Well, definitely death by stabbing. The killer went the traditional route and went right to left. The vic is about 25 years of age. Name is Jenna Mabry. I got an ID through AFIS. I sent a sample to tox and an SA kit to the lab. We should know more later."

"Gee, Doc. You sure do a lot of running." Libby said.

"Yeah, especially for someone who's an amputee." Doc quipped.

Libby just smiled at the man.

"You always say that." Grissom said.
"I know." Doc said with a smile.

Libby looked up at Grissom. "I'm gonna go to the lab and check with Greg to see if he found anything out about our vic or our suspect."

"Alright.", Grissom said as she walked out the door.

Libby walked down the hallway to the lab. As she approached, she heard loud rock music and saw Greg rockin' out over something.

"Who's the rock star, Greg?" she asked.

He turned and looked at her with a cheeky smile. "Well, ya know, if this lab tech stuff doesn't take off…"
"Keep dreamin' Greg." She said with a laugh. "Whaddya got for me?"

Greg walked over to a printer and grabbed a slip of paper. "I'll give ya the results, if you go out with me." He said, slyly.

"Greg, just give me the results. You can't bribe me." She said, getting annoyed with the lab rat.

"Oh you're no fun. At least Sara jokes with me on these sorts of things."

"Maybe when I know you better." She said.

"Alright." He flapped the paper in his hand. "I ran the SA kit that Doc sent me. No signs of sexual assault. If there was, it may have been a lick attack. Lots of saliva."

"Did you…"

"Already did. I'm not a slouch ya know. I got some DNA from the saliva. It's definitely female." Greg said, matter-of-factly.

"FEMALE?" Libby was shocked.

"Yep. A little girl on girl action. Hot…Very hot!" Greg said, looking like he was going to catch a fever.

"Whatever! Any hits from CODIS?" She asked, trying to ignore his immaturity.

"Nope nothin' yet. I'll keep trying though." He said with a small smile.

"Thanks, Greg." She said just before she left.

She walked from the lab and headed back to the break room. It was her first night and she was already exhausted. She grabbed a soda from the fridge and flopped down on the couch.

"Man, what a night." She thought to herself.

And it was only the beginning.

A.N. Again, please review. I'm needing a little help and your input would be very appreciative. It would also help to know if someone is actually reading this. Thanks RS :D