Chapter 12:

Shannon looked from Olivia and Elliot, to Alex, to Elliot and Olivia, back to Alex. "Okay, what did I miss? Hope it wasn't important."

Alexandra Cabot now ADA Diana Forbes looked at Olivia and Elliot. "What are you two doing here?"

"Um, Alex, what are you doing here?" Olivia said as she sat forward.

Shannon turned to Alex. "Diana, why are they calling you Alex?"

Alex walked herself over and flopped down on the couch with a sigh. "Because, that's my real name."

As questions began to fly across the room Olivia, Elliot, and Alex settled everyone with the promise that everything would be answered in due time.

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Due time seemed to mean about half an hour. That's about how long it took the three of them to explain how the two detectives knew Alex from New York and why she had been shipped from there, to Wisconsin, back to New York, and then out to Nevada.

By the time they were done Olivia sat on one side of Alex and Shannon sat on the other thinking she would need consoling. Both were startled as Alex suddenly sat up and spit out an epithet.

"Oh, shit!"

"What?"

"I'm gonna have to move again thanks to you guys."

Grissom propped his chin on his laced fingers. "Do you think you'll be able to help us in the meantime?"

A hint of mischief glinted in her eyes. "Let's get to work."

Olivia looked over at her. "Well let's see if you can help us put some that New York know-how in this case. We need every bit we can get."

Nick put a hand on Sam's shoulder and grinned. "Hey, we Texans take offense to that!"

Sam hooked a thumb at him. "He's the biggest know-it-all of y'all."

Everyone snickered at him.

"Do we have any suspects yet?" Alex asked.

"We have some circumstantial evidence right now. But mostly we're going with my gut. Does that count?" Elliot supplied.

Alex shook her head and grimaced as she held her hand out for the paperwork. She read through it, her brow wrinkling every so often as she checked with the grease board across the table. After a few minutes of pacing and reading she tossed the papers on the table and slumped in Shannon's previously vacated chair.

"You're right. The evidence is circumstantial, at best. We could bring them in for questioning but as soon as they'd lawyer up, they'd be out of there. I do understand where you're coming from though. I remember this case. It was right before I became the official ADA for Special Victim's."

Elliot sat forward and rested on his elbows. "Yeah, everyone had a hard time prosecuting Saxon. At the end I started to agree with you thinking he was innocent."

"Munch said the same thing. I think you were right in fingering the fathers."

"Would've been great if we had any evidence at the time." Olivia groused.

Greg leaned on a hand as he flipped through Sam's sketchbook. "You mean like now?"

Any further conversation was cut off as Grissom's cell went off. He spoke to the dispatcher for a few seconds and then turned to the table. "Dead body was found in the lake. Who wants it?"

Greg quickly stood, wanting to get out and actually do something besides look at information. "I'll go."

Sara stood too. "I'll keep Greggo out of trouble."

"Besides," She said as Olivia and Elliot went to stand. "You guys have some catching up to do. You coming Brass?"

The older man heaved himself out of his chair and waved silently to everyone as the trio left.