It was five thirty when Eric was awakened by his beeper on the night stand. Calleigh lay beside him, naked, still sleeping. Eric picked up his beeper with the message: "Murder, 10159 Hamilton Boulevard. Call dispatch."

Eric sat up in the bed and found Calleigh's phone. "Hi this is CSI Eric Delko. I just got paged."

"Hi Eric. It's Nina, We've got a murder on Hamilton Boulevard. Where are you right now?" the dispatcher asked.

"Not far from there, I can be there soon," he replied. "Who else is on call?"

"Calleigh and Ryan," Nina replied. "I'm calling them next."

Eric smiled. "Tell patrol I'll be there in thirty minutes."

"All right, talk to you later," Nina said and hung up the phone.

Eric nudged Calleigh softly. "Time to wake up."

Calleigh's eyes opened slowly and she yawned. "What's going on?"

"There's a murder on Hamilton, we have to get going."

Calleigh's telephone rang then and she stretched across the bed to reach it. "Hello? Hi Nina. I'll be there in thirty minutes. Thanks." Putting the phone down, Calleigh stretched again. "Do you want the shower first or should I?"

Eric grinned and waggled his eyebrows at her, "We could share it."

Calleigh got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. The shower started and she called from the washroom, "Would you like to join me, Mister Delko?"

Eric jumped off the bed and stepped inside behind her. The water was hot and felt good on her skin. Even after a night of drinking, Eric looked gorgeous. He kissed her neck, moving their bodies under the stream of hot water. It was enough to make Calleigh groan with his dark buttery skin, half lidded eyes and the stubble on his cheek against her neck was driving her crazy.

She picked up the soap and began washing his back, moving her soapy hands from his toned abs to his backside. She lathered him from his ankles to his knees and when she was finished Eric took turns doing the same to her.

"When are we supposed to be at the scene?" Calleigh asked, and gasped as he bit on the inside of her thigh. Her green eyes were half-lidded and her mouth was forming an O as she let Eric kiss her.

Eric looked up at her and then glanced at the clock inside the shower. "Twenty minutes." He went back to kissing her legs and belly but Calleigh pulled away.

"We should get out of here," Calleigh said.

Eric groaned and stood up. "But I'm..."

Calleigh smiled at him seductively as she rinsed off her body. She put her robe on, and Eric followed holding a towel around his waist and a pout on his face.

Calleigh smiled. "I don't think we have time."

"I'll be quick, I promise," Eric negotiated and gave her a wink.

"As much as I'd love to," she whispered in his ear and bit the lobe. "I think we should just wait until we're off. I don't know how professional it is to show up at work smelling like sex."

Eric groaned. "I wouldn't mind."

At that moment there was a knock on the door and Calleigh's eyes widened. "Put your clothes on and wait in the living room."

Eric dressed on his way down the hall; boxers, jeans, T-shirt and button up shirt. Calleigh emerged from the bedroom in black pants and pink long sleeved, low cut shirt. She had pulled her hair up into another messy bun and called to the door she was coming.

She was rolling up her sleeves and tossed Eric his socks.

"Hey Ryan," she greeted with a smile.

"Hey Calleigh, I brought you a coffee." Ryan said, handing her a cup. "I thought you might need a ride."

Calleigh smiled, "Thank you, that was sweet."

Eric appeared behind her and Ryan's jaw dropped. "Ready to go?" Eric asked.

Calleigh nodded. "Let's get moving."

"I brought yours and mine, I didn't know Eric would be here," Ryan said.

Calleigh looked up at Ryan from where she put on her shoes, "Isn't there a spare kit in the car?"

Eric put his hands on his hips, his fingers pointing down. "We usually carry a spare." He slapped Ryan on the back. "It's no big deal. I'll just take from Calleigh's kit."

Calleigh smiled. "Just as long as you restock it later."

Ryan watched Calleigh lock up her apartment and followed her downstairs, joining Eric who was already waiting by the car. "I should probably run home. I don't have my gun or my badge."

"Is there time?" Calleigh asked, looking at her watch.

Ryan looked around the street for Eric's car. "Where's your car? Do you want us to drop you off someplace?"

"I parked way down the street," Eric lied. "Calleigh can I borrow your car to take to the station?"

Calleigh handed him her keys and he gave her a wink before running off.

"We'll meet you at the scene!" she called after him and climbed into the Hummer with Ryan.

Ryan started the Hummer and pulled onto the street. "The exact address is in the dispatch, could you read it for me?"

Calleigh punched in her request into the dispatch computer to find if they were travelling east or west. It was fifteen minutes before they reached the scene, hitting a line of traffic at the Starbucks on the corner.

"I can't believe this," Ryan said, throwing his head against the headrest. "Traffic and we're going two blocks from your house."

Calleigh looked out the window, down the street. "I think someone was in an accident."

Ryan turned on the sirens and many of the cars attempted to get out of their way. As they approached the building Alexx was walking up with the gurney. The street around the building had been taped off and several uniformed cops stood at the edge of the tape, keeping back reporters and bystanders.

Ryan and Calleigh flashed their badges and signed in with Officer Johnson before making their way into the building. The sign said Hamilton Boulevard Bakery but Calleigh had never heard of the shop before. It was just like any other bakery Calleigh had seen however in Miami, bakeries were about as common as meeting someone who hated the Florida sunshine.

"Hey guys," Alexx greeted. "Officer on the scene said we've got two dead bodies inside."

Ryan nodded. "I'll do trace, you can do photos?"

Calleigh agreed. "Sounds good."

The bakery still smelled of yeast but the strong metallic smell of blood was more evident. Posters of old New York City hung on the walls, the posters on the left wall hit with blood spatter.

Detective Frank Tripp was waiting inside with the first victim Alexx would attend to.

"Two DB's; Elena Torez 35 and Carmen Torez 16. Witnesses say they worked in the bakery for the last three weeks. Carmen was strangled and Elena was stabbed to death. Looks like a normal bakery but the ovens in the back are cool."

Alexx knelt down to Elena. "What happened to you Elena?"

Calleigh and Ryan waited for Alexx to assess the victims before taking pictures and working on the trace evidence. Ryan was using his crime light to go over the body when Eric arrived. Ryan sat back for a moment to let Calleigh take some pictures.

"How's it going?" Eric asked.

Ryan leaned into the body, using his tweezers to remove a short brown hair from the sweater Elena Torez was wearing. "It looks like we have strand of short brown hair," he said, putting the hair into an evidence envelope. "Carmen and Elena both have long black hair."

Calleigh continued taking pictures of the body, looking concerned. "Doesn't it seem strange to have two different types of COD at the same crime scene?"

Alexx sat up. "Honey that's not my area."

Eric cleared his throat. "Doesn't this remind you of another case?"

Calleigh nodded, avoiding his gaze. "Copycat killer of the Kramer case?"

"It's just too random," Ryan said, looking around the bakery. "A mother and daughter murdered. There's a bigger chance these two were in the way of a laundering operation."

Eric kept his eyes on Calleigh but directed his comment to Ryan. "I guess we have our work cut out for us."

Alexx glanced over at Eric and smiled knowingly. "I'm going to get this body back to the morgue and take a look at Carmen."

"I'll get working on printing the store," Eric said.

Ryan followed Alexx to the Carmen's body while Calleigh remained to photograph the area in which she died. It was possible that any little thing could be the key to the killer's undoing. Ryan began to mark the blood trail, swabbing each drop after Calleigh had photographed it.

"You're not going to be on Valera's favourite list," Calleigh teased Ryan as he wrote on the swab box.

"The blood trail from the girl stops abruptly right here," Ryan said, pointing at his spot between Carmen and Elena's point of death.

Calleigh knelt down with her flash light ready. She studied the ground at the last blood drop, following it's eventual path. "There's no disturbance here."

"Maybe the killer wiped knife clean," Ryan speculated. "If I were Horatio, I would say that we should follow the blood drops."

"The blood trail from the girl leads to counter but then stops," Calleigh said and noticed some spatter on the ten foot ceiling. "There's some spatter up there."

Finding blood spatter on the ceiling was the beginning of a long evening. It wasn't a big bakery but photographing everything which seemed suspicious took over three hours, even with Ryan, Calleigh and Eric working together.

The door frame hadn't offered as much as many robbery/murders do. They had picked up a piece of thread from the latch on the door and Eric lifted a palm print from the glass. There were no surveillance cameras in the building but eight stores on the street had them, including the corner store Eric had visited that morning.

In the kitchen they found nothing out of the ordinary except for the cold ovens. Calleigh collected any paperwork from the office she could get her hands on while Eric printed the office.

They had collected several shoe prints and Eric had lifted over fifty fingerprints. Ryan volunteered to drive the full evidence bin back to the lab before they had even finished swabbing the last blood droplet.

Part of him hoped the criminals were as stupid as to not wear gloves however the other part hoped they could catch the guy on something less easy.

As they exited the bakery to head back to the lab, Calleigh yawned.

"Want to get another coffee?" Ryan asked. Eric mentally kicked himself for not offering first. "Maybe that Starbucks is still open."

Eric looked at his watch. "I think we should work for another hour or so and then head home. Working on this with fresh eyes would be smart."

Calleigh nodded her head. "I think so too."

"Ready to go then?" he asked, taking her arm and leading her to the Hummer he drove here.

Calleigh glanced over her shoulder to see Ryan looking a little left out but sighed, knowing the drive back to the lab would be a good time to talk. "Sure. Ryan we'll see you back at the lab."

Ryan put the evidence bin in the back of the Hummer he drove. "You get the coffee's then."

Calleigh smiled. "Sure thing."

They rode in silence until they reached the highway, Eric breaking the silence first.

"I think Ryan has a crush on you," he stated, glancing in her direction to see her grinning.

"Why do you say that?" Calleigh asked, crossing her arms and leaning against the door to better face him.

Eric shrugged. "He was pretty hurt when he saw me at your place."

Calleigh waved her hand dismissively. "Oh he just probably felt left out."

Eric laughed. "Baby, I'm not into those."

Calleigh blushed. "I'm not either!"

Eric pulled off the highway and pulled into a Krispy Kreme parking lot. "Want some doughnuts?"

Calleigh's eyes lit up. "Yes!"

Eric had barely put the car in park when Calleigh jumped out of the car. She was already at the counter watching the young cashier put two dozen doughnuts into two large boxes.

Eric caught up with her, a little breathless and confused. "Hungry?"

The cashier handed Eric the doughnuts and Calleigh took the drink tray that held the four large coffees. "Have a good day."

Calleigh grabbed Eric's arm and turned him to the door. Eric pointed with this thumb over his shoulder to the till. "Don't we have to pay?"

Calleigh shook her head. "I already got it."

Eric frowned as they exited to the cool night. "I could have got it."

"I'm just paying you back for the whip cream this morning," Calleigh shrugged and followed Eric to the passenger door.

Eric was surprised Calleigh brought it up first, looking down at her with the keys in his hand. "I told you it was on me."

She slipped her hand into the back pocket of his jeans. "Maybe later."

Eric's eyes widened and she gave him an innocent smile.

"Can you unlock my door for me now, please?" Calleigh said, smiling wide and batting her long eyelashes at him.

Eric opened the door for her, taking the coffees so she put her seat belt on without the danger of spill hot coffee on herself. Placing the coffee on the floor, Eric handed her the doughnuts and leaned into the car, whispering in her ear.

"You ARE a tease," he said low and she shivered. Eric got into the car, shaking his head with a grin. "All right, let's get back to the lab."