"You look rough!" Eric Delko greeted his colleague Ryan Wolfe cheerily. "How much did you have to drink last night?"
"Not as much as you." Ryan mumbled burying his head in his hands.
"Yes, that is true, but I can handle my drink." He said pouring himself some coffee. "How is Calleigh this morning anyway? I heard she hasn't come in yet. Actually I'm surprised you have dared to show your face today, I wouldn't have been surprised if you'd have never come to work again."
"Shut up! This is all your fault."
"How is it my fault that you decided to drunkenly kiss Calleigh in front of the whole of CSI?"
"You and your stupid drinking contest…" Ryan grumbled into his hands.
"Hey! It is not stupid." Eric told him. "If you couldn't handle it then you shouldn't have joined in!"
"Hmm. But then you wouldn't of…" Ryan's sentence was cut short by the sound of screaming down the corridor.
Instantly Eric and Ryan un-holstered their guns and made their way over to the ladies toilets where the screaming was coming from.
At the other end of the corridor they saw Horatio do the same. As they reached the Ladies toilets the screaming stopped and Horatio quickly entered the room, gun drawn closely followed by Eric and Ryan. They were shocked by what they saw.
Natalia Boa Vista was stood in the middle of the room holding a picture. Surrounding her were other pictures, the whole room was covered in what appeared to be blood of some kind.
All three CSIs holstered their weapons and picked up a picture from the ground.
"It's Calleigh." She told them between sobs.
In the picture a very pale Calleigh was lay on a wooden floor covered in blood. She looked dead.