Thanx for reading... please R&R I'd like to know what everyone is thinking. Within the next few chapters there will be more with the other characters promise... I'm just trying to fit her in still.

Chapter 5

Back at Head Quarters Catherine stood in the break book rumbling through the fridge.

"Hungry?" Warrick said not looking up from his files.

"Starving, where's Greg's Secret stash?" She said looking around hopefully to come in contact with something edible soon. "I had to get Lindsay to bed in a hurray."Opening and shutting cupboards she mumbled.

"It's called a Secret stash so people like you can' find it." Greg said joining them in the room. "You see the whole idea behind the word Secr-"

"We get it Greg, You're Territorial." She said admitting defeat and sitting into a chair at the table.

"Hey guys!" Alyssawalked in grabbing a Styrofoam cup and pouring her self a second coffee for the evening.

"How was it?" Greg asked.

"Oh you mean the body dump that turned into a possible triple… Interesting," She said opening the fridge and pulling out her lunch. Their mouths dropped.

"That was your first case!" Greg asked, "Better than mine." He shook his head. Alyssa shrugged.

Catherine watched her. "You're the girl who was looking for Grissom." She finally said.

Alyssa nodded searching for something in her bag, "and now one of our soon to be level ones." Greg nodded in approval.

Alyssa smiled and continued to search. "I always over pack and I never actually eat any of it." She said pulling out a few fruits and what looked like a PB &J sandwich. "Up for grabs." She smiled and chugged down her coffee. Catherine's eyes lit up.

"I like her already." She said snatching the sandwich before anyone else could.

Warrick laughed. "Ah, Cath you're something else."

"Glad I could be of service." Alyssa said refilling her cup and headed to the door.

"If anyone needs me…I'm in the morgue," She blinked. "I'm still working the lab tonight, so if you got anything you know where to find me,later." She left to meet Nick and Grissom.

"How old do you think… she is?" Catherine said between bites.

"18." Greg said. They looked at him, "What?" He asked innocently.

"Not possible." Warrick said.

"23." Catherine said.

"25" Warrick added.

"Wanna place a bet on it?" She said eyeing her partner. "For dinner," She added.

Warrick thought about it, "Deal." They shook on it.

"Me too," Greg asked. They just looked at him,

"Well I got stuff to do." Catherine said avoiding the subject and leaving Warrick with Greg. "Uh, me, too man." Warrick followed Catherine out.

Greg Just laughed and picked up the newspaper.

Alyssa slipped her scrubs on and entered the morgue. The sudden smell of rotting bodily fluids filled her nose as fast as her eyes teared from the strength of it.

"This is one smell I will not get used to." She said and stood between Nick and her boss. Nick wrinkled his nose.

"It is quite pungent." He agreed.

"Smells like roses." An elder man turned around to face them. Alyssa made a face.

"You've been working here to long Doc." Nick said greeting him with a nod. "This is Alyssa, New lab tech for the evening and Possibly a CSI 1." Nick introduced her. Alyssa smiled,

"You letting in younger ones Gris." He said snapping Grissom out of his concentration,

"New knowledge, and new skills." He said smirking.

"Sticky note that, it's a compliment." Nick said teasing Grissom and looking at the new CSI.

"So what do we have behind door number one doc?" Alyssa asked.

"Anxious one isn't she?" Alyssa blushed at her childish impatience.

"Well we have two gun shot wounds to the head, cracked her skull and severed a large vessel, causing it to bleed out." He said pointing to the abrasion marks on baseof the young girls' blonde locks. Alyssa mentally noted this while Nick took pictures.

"Bruising? Any indication of struggle?" Alyssa didn't miss a beat.

"Bruising on the knuckles, what looks like skin cells under he nails."

"So the bruising wasn't post mortem?" Nick asked still snapping pictures.

The old man shook his head," No."

"How about the bruise on her rightshoulder,"Grissom asked leaning into the body.

"There is a matching one on her left, looks as if she was held down." They all nodded.

"So TOD?" Alyssa asked.

"Approximately, 8 hours." He answered.

"The COD…Positional Asphyxia." He said as-a-matter-of-factly.

"Wait who would kill some one and then shoot them? They're already dead no!" Alyssa said slightly mortified.

"Sick people." Nick said Finishing up his snap shots.

"Don't give the person the benefit of a doubt, Nick." She said pulling out her latex gloves.

Grissom eyed her. "I'm getting the samples from under her finger nails, if she faught back then these are his epithilials." She said. Grissom nodded and smiled.

"I'll go examine the other two victims." He said walking towards the next body.Alyssa nodded and went back to her Vic's hand.

Three hours later the three of them emerged from the morgue. "Idon't think eating will be an option after we had to piece together that girls' body." Alyssa said Slightly pale.

Nick nodded. "You'll get used to it soon." he assured her.

Alyssa smiled lazily."I'll run these to DNA." Alyssa said with her evidence in hand.

"I'll take these to get printed." Nick said turning the opposite way.

"Nick," Alyssa called. He faced her as she held out her hand. "I'm doingprints still." She sighed to her self.

"Why don't I see if Greg will do us a favor while you and I work on the pictures and the clothing," He suggested.

"Actually that sounds awesome, tell Greg I owe him big time." She thankedturning to go toDNA. "See you in a few!" she called back waving her hand.

Nick walked into the break room and found Greg sitting at the table flipping through channels. "Greggo, just the man I was looking for." He sat next to Greg who eyed him with concern. "Yes?"

"I… Well the new girl, needs you to run some prints while we sort other evidence." Nick said.

"She asked me?" He said in slight disbelief.

"Yes, she also said she owes you big time." Nick said knowing he'd trapped Greg.

Greg thought for several seconds. "Alright sure," Greg said taking the evidence in his hands. "By the way Nick how old IS she?"

Greg questioned. "Twenty Two, why?" Nick said some what concerned. "No reason." And with that, Greg left the room and flipped open his phone.

"Warrick,"

"Hey Warrick it's Greg, I wanna place a bet," he smirked.

"Hey man it's not possible, she can't be 18, I'm doin You a favour." Warrick said sounding slightly irritated.

"I wanna move to 22." Greg said quickly.

Warrick waited a few seconds. "Alright man fine, Whoever has the age furthest away buys dinner."

"Alright bye." Greg said smirking, clicking his phone shut and continuing to the lab.

TBC?