Thanks for the lovely comments. After watching A Guilty Mind I have 3 reasons to be VERY jealous of Nikki. 1. Harry, they have such an amazing relationship, probably one of the best on TV. 2. Her Mulberry handbag … I covert it. 3. The amazing flat she lives in, not only is it beautiful but it's right next to the Albert Hall which is walking distance to High Street Ken (the best shopping street in London), Kensington Gardens and all of the museums and galleries of South Ken, being a pathologist may pay a pretty penny.

3. "No love, no glory, no hero in her sky."

Logging in the last of the evidence Harry pulled off his protective suit, throwing it into an evidence bag he made his way over to the car, where Leo stood leaning against the passenger's door.

"12 hours we've been indoors, surrounded by death and acts of evil," Leo sighed, running his hand tiredly across his face.

"It's the job we signed up for" Harry reminded him.

Leo nodded. "I know, but lately it just seems like evil has grown an extra head and humans have new, even more hideous ways of hurting each other."

"Perhaps you need a holiday, you and Janet on a nice warm beach somewhere in the middle of nowhere," Harry suggested.

"We should get back to the lab, not even death will wait for my crisis of faith to be over," Leo laughed bitterly as he made his way over to his own car.

Seeing how affected his young female colleague was by everything had affected him more than he had realised. The fact that one act of evil had the ability to hurt so many lives including that of the usually unflappable Doctor Alexander bothered him more than he thought possible.

Watching Leo leave Harry couldn't help but frown at the exchange that had just taken place, he knew they all had cases that haunted them, but something told him that it wasn't a case that was haunting Leo but something completely different, something that Harry had yet to figure out.

Taking his mobile phone out of his pocket he sighed at the 6 missed calls and 4 text messages that flashed across the screen.

Ignoring the first 5 missed calls; all of them from Emma he went straight to the last one, which was from the Lyell Centre, but the message consisted of nothing more than someone hanging up and then the line going dead.

Throwing his phone in to the glove compartment Harry leaned tiredly against the back of his seat, ever since the argument with Nikki he had been going over and over it in his head. Trying to figure out why he had reacted so angrily to her jesting; and each time he came back to the same conclusion, it was because deep down he knew she was right, that Emma wasn't the woman for him.

He liked his space, and to be able to come and go as he pleased, where as Emma liked to make plans, she liked to know exactly where she stood. And Harry, well he had never coped well with needy.

"Damn you Nikki Alexander," he muttered under his breath, hating the fact that she knew him better than he did himself and because he was too proud to admit that he risked destroying their friendship forever.

Less than a minute after he sent the text message to Emma his phone started ringing, leaving it to ring in the glove compartment he turned his keys in the ignition and put the volume on the radio as loud as it could go, ready to drown out the incessant ringing as he headed towards the Lyell Centre.

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The lab was barely lit as Leo entered his office, after all it was nearly 10pm, a time when most sensible people were at home getting ready for bed. Shaking his head he headed to the staff room to prepare a pot of coffee.

Stopping in the doorway Leo's gaze rested on the sleeping form of his colleague. Nikki was sat at the table with her arms on the table and her head rested on top of them as she slept. Approaching her Leo pushed her hair back from her face, shocked at the way her brows were furrowed even in her sleep.

Turning around he spotted Zak walking past the glass window, running after him he stopped the young lab technician. "How long has Nikki been asleep for?"

"Hello to you too," Zak laughed, pulling his earphones out and facing his boss.

"Hello," Leo greeted quickly. "How long has Nikki been asleep?"

Zak frowned at the question. "About half-an-hour, an hour tops," he answered.

"And how was she before that?" Leo asked, not wanting to seem too desperate for information but his concern getting the better of him.

"Determined, like she normally is, she was hunched over the computer for hours working on Baby Faith's reconstruction and then when the stomach contents came back she was focused on that," Zak explained.

Leo nodded. "Right, thank you."

Walking back into the staff room he filled the pot with coffee before switching the kettle on, turning around he was shocked to find Nikki's tired chocolate eyes looking at him in confusion.

"What time is it?" Nikki yawned.

Leo looked up at his watch. "10 o'clock."

"I just closed my eyes for a few moments," Nikki explained.

"Well It's hardly surprising considering the fact you've been up for 36 hours straight," Leo pointed out as he heard the lift doors close, announcing Harry's arrival.

Nikki sat up straight, stretching out her back. "I've tolerated longer."

"It's a difficulty case, emotionally draining some would even say," Leo said, trying to let her know that it was okay to fall apart every once in a while.

"I'm fine Leo," Nikki tried to reassure him before he even had a chance to ask.

Leo nodded, pouring himself a cup of coffee. "I know, it doesn't mean I'm going to stop worrying though."

"Leo you'll never guess what SOCO found?" Harry announced excitedly as he entered the staff room.

Stopping abruptly Harry noticed Nikki's presence for the first time since he entered the staff room. "Nikki, hello, I was just saying to Leo-"

"It's alright," Nikki smiled. "I was just leaving anyway, my bed is calling for me and the remaining results won't be back until at least the morning."

"Take your time coming in tomorrow," Leo told her.

Nikki nodded. "Thank you Leo."

Harry waited until she passed him by before gently taking hold of her hand. "Good night," he whispered.

"Night Harry," Nikki replied, smiling gently at him as she made her way towards the locker to get her personal items before heading home.

It was impossible for Harry not to notice the almost deathly pallor to her skin and the haunting dark circles that surrounded her eyes, her lips were bloodless and as she walked away from him he could see the way she was dragging herself as if each step was an effort.

Biting down his concern Harry turned to Leo. "We should start the preliminary post-mortem, the lead detective will be waiting for answers."

Pouring Harry a cup of coffee Leo nodded. "First though I think a coffee is needed, after all it's not going to be far off a 24 hour shift."

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Opening her eyes Nikki felt a sense of calm as she pushed herself up into a sitting position, it took her a few seconds to remember that she was at home in bed, but once she did and her head cleared it was then that she realised just how lousy she felt.

Cataloguing her ailments she started at the top and made her way down; her head was pounding, her throat felt like it was lined with sand paper, whenever she took a deep breath her lungs ached as a loud rattling cough shook her to the core, and her stomach ached painfully just like when she had appendicitis only not quite in the same place.

Looking at the clock she saw that it was only 6 o'clock in the morning, knowing that she would never be able to get back to sleep she dragged her heavy limbs out of bed and into the bathroom. Stepping under the shower she welcomed the momentary respite the steaming jets allowed as the water pounded her aching body.

Stepping out of the shower she wrapped herself in a towel as a series of shattering coughs left her bent double, struggling to catch her breath, sitting on the toilet seat she rubbed at her chest until her breaths evened out.

"Bloody flu," she muttered under her breath as she stood up on shaky legs and opened her bathroom cabinet.

Swallowing 2 ibuprofen and 2 cold and flu tablets she winced as she swallowed them, her already sore throat protesting at the task. Once she felt steady enough on her feet she made her way back into the bedroom, pulling a on her bra and knickers she then selected her comfiest pair of jeans along with a warm, blush pink cashmere sweater and a silk scarf tied around her neck.

Entering the lounge she pulled on a pair of comfy, flat boots before tying her hair back into a messy ponytail and pulling on her jacket. Stepping outside the flat she winced as the cold air hit her. Walking past the Royal Albert Hall she headed towards High Street Kensington, thankful for the fact that there was a Starbucks every 10 minutes in London.

Grateful that there was no queue at this time of the morning Nikki ordered a breakfast muffin and coffee before heading back towards her flat, she was halfway there when a stand of newspapers caught her eye, right on the front of every single one of them was the computer enhanced image of Baby Faith.

Picking up one of each Nikki paid the man behind the counter before heading back towards her car, placing her coffee in the cup holder she took a bite of her muffin before placing it on the seat along with all the newspapers.

Picking up The Sun from the top of the pile she ran her hand over the image that she had created of Baby Faith, there was no denying she was a beautiful child. She had chocolate brown ringlets that when tamed looked like they would frame her porcelain face, her eyes were a dark blue like the midnight sky and Nikki was certain that when she smiled she would have matching dimples.

Reading the article Nikki had to admire the police for what they had chosen to reveal. The police had released only the information that a young child had been found injured, unconscious and abandoned, the article went on to say that she had been taken to a London hospital where she was currently in critical condition.

As the article appealed for anyone that might now something, or know who the injured toddler was it never went on to mention that she had later died, making it a murder investigation.

Skimming through every paper she realised that every article was the same, just telling it from a different angle, The Daily Mail had immediately jumped on the child abuse angle using it to bring previous high profile cases back to the public's conscious, they'd even gone as far as to include a timeline of cases that had shocked the nation.

"Anything for a story," Nikki muttered as she took a large gulp of her coffee, running her hand across her face she realised that on top of the body aches and sore throat she was also running a pretty high fever.

Turning her keys in the ignition she hoped that the ibuprofen and cold and flu tablets would kick in soon, after all the last thing she wanted was Leo worrying about her more than he already was.

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Entering the lab Nikki was surprised to find Harry still bent over one of the bodies from yesterday, his ipod blaring through his ear phones as he shuffled his feet to music only he could hear.

Being careful not to disturb him she walked around the lab so that she was facing him before she called out his name. "Harry?"

Looking up Harry smiled at her, the tension momentarily forgotten as he was genuinely pleased to see her. "Morning."

"Have you been here all night?" Nikki asked.

Harry shook his head. "Not really."

"What does not really mean?" Nikki asked with a smile as she took a step closer towards him, gripping her hands in front of her as she waited for him to continue.

"It means I've been in the building all night but not in the lab, I slept for about 5 hours on the couch in Leo's office," Harry explained.

Nodding Nikki looked down at the body in front of her. "Is this one of the multiples from yesterday?"

"Yes, a couple in their early twenties, at the moment it looks like a murder suicide but we're waiting for the conclusive results first," Harry explained.

Pulling off his latex gloves Harry took his apron off before heading into the staffroom where all of the papers Nikki had brought earlier were spread across the table.

"Who is this?" Harry asked, picking up one of the broadsheets.

"That's a computer generated image of Baby Faith, the Jane Doe from hospital," Nikki explained.

Harry frowned at the picture. "Why does she look so familiar?"

"I was working on the picture all of yesterday," Nikki reasoned. "Maybe you saw it in the office somewhere."

Sitting down Harry held the paper up in front of him. "No. I've seen it somewhere else."

"Really?" Nikki questioned, unable to tell if her heart was racing from the adrenaline or fever.

Staring at the picture Harry was trying desperately to place where he had seen the picture before, when it hit him. "I know, I know where I've seen her face before," he announced as he jumped to his feet and headed straight for the evidence room.

Turning on the large screen he opened a folder labelled 'crime scene photos 12012011-1' before scrolling down to the pictures he wanted, enlarging a picture of thr wall he stood back and looked at the picture.

Covering her mouth with her hand Nikki could feel tears starting to pool in the corner of her eyes as she took in the multiple images of Baby Faith, alive happy and smiling at different stages in her life.

"That's her, that's Baby Faith," Nikki muttered.

Harry looked across at his obviously distraught colleague. "The couple from yesterday … they must be her parents," Harry surmised as he took a step towards his colleague.

"What the hell happened in that house," Nikki whispered as both her and Harry stood staring at the screen, neither of them able to tear themselves away from the horror that was presented before them.