A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update this. Please review.

Sara and Grissom decided to go to the morgue when they got back. Doc. Robbins was all ready for them, the girl's lifeless body lying on a slab in front of him. She was a petite brunette with braces and pale skin lightly tanned by the summer sun.

"Cause of death?" Grissom asked, getting to business.

"The fall killed her. Nothing more to it than that"

"Yeh, but was it an accident or was she pushed?" Sara wondered out loud.

"That I can't tell you. But what I can tell you is that she was in excellent health."

"Have you notified the parents?" Grissom wondered.

"Yes. They seemed pretty broken up." He said grimly, replaying the scene in his head. He was there everyday when families found out their children, mothers, and uncles were dead but never had he seen two people have such a strong immeadiate reaction. The woman had completely collapsed on to the chair and wrapped herself up into a ball, hiding from the world. And the father cried out, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Understandably. Do you have an estimate on time of death?" Grissom asked.

"Around noon"

"Alright, thanks" Sara said. Deciding there was nothing more he could tell them she left the room. Grissom grabbed the bag with her clothes neatly folded inside, gave Doc Robbins a wave and followed Sara out, and into the layout room.

"Let's see what's in her backpack" Sara said reaching for the bag. She pulled out two spiral notebooks, an umbrella and a CD player. Flipping through one of the notebooks she guessed that is was stories the girl had been writing. The other notebook got her more. It was a journal between Brittni and a friend. She flipped to the last entry, deciding to read the rest more thoroughly later.

"Well, this is interesting," she said out loud, raising an eyebrow.

"What?" Grissom looked up from the pants and shirt that were unfolded on the table.

"In here she's writing back and forth with her friend, Elizabeth Arden, and she mentions walking to the library 'after the test on Wednesday'. Sounds like the Vic wasn't alone on that bridge"

"Maybe she had help falling after all," Grissom said, "We should have Brass track her down" He said and got out the garbage he had collected from the river. He swabbed the can and bottle for DNA and put the other items aside in case they proved importance later.

They finished going over all the evidence and dropped the few hairs from her clothes and the swabs from the can and bottleoff at DNA and went in search of Brass, who they found walking quickly in the hallway.

"Hey," Sara said, "Slow down, we have something"

He stopped, "What is it?"

"We think that she was with her friend when she fell." Sara informed him.

"Does her friend have a name?"

She smiled. "As a matter of fact she does, Elizabeth Arden. Can you find her?"

"I'll try the school directory" He said and continued walking.

"Somebody's in a hurry," she said to Grissom.

They took a short break to have something to eat, and to pass time for their DNA analysis to get done.

They walked into DNA to find Greg, in his usual state, banging around the room with his headphones on. Sara walked in front of him and waved her hands in front of his face. He slid the headphones off and smiled at her.

"Greg did you finish with the hairs?" Grissom asked.

"Two of them weren't human, so I sent those ones Hodges way, and the others match the victim."

"Well that tells us nothing" Sara said. "But what about the swabs from the cans?" She said hopefully.

"The DNA from the soda can was so degraded I couldn't get anything from it, which means it's probably really old and meaningless to the case. However the DNA from the bottle matches your Vic."

"Alright thanks." Grissom said and followed Sara to Trace to find Hodges, thinking over possible scenarios in his head.

"Got anything on those hairs Hodges?" Sara said.

He lifted his head out of a microscope and said, "Finished those a while ago," he walked over to his desk and picked up a sheet of paper. "Feline. Specifically Siamese, which we can tell by the colors and cross-section." he gestured to a microscope across the room and they both took a look for themselves.

"Thanks a bunch." She said and took the paper from him. "Does the Vic have cats, by chance?" she asked Grissom once they were in the hallway.

"Don't know, it's a possibility." He said

Brass came up behind them and said "I got your friend, Elizabeth, in interrogation"

"That was quick." Sara said and turned around.

Brass simply smiled and led the way to interrogation.