Three hours have passed since the CSIs arrived and finally, help was on the way! At least they thought so, since an officer called 40 minutes ago, saying he was on his way.

"Marilyn Monroe?" Greg asked.

"Nope," Julian answered.

"Bette Davis?" Greg asked exhausted.

"No. Come on, you're better than that!"

Greg sighed. "I give up. Who were you thinking about?"

"Christina Aguilera! Blond, actress, beautiful, how many hints do you need?"

Greg tilted his head back in annoyance. "I don't know, how about 'Still alive'...?"

"I gave enough good hints! You just suck at this!" Julian replied.

"Guys, PLEASE, shut up!" Nick said from inside the car, trying to get some sleep. He was pulling a double, after all, and had nothing to do.

"Where is he? He was supposed to be here ten minutes ago!" Julian said annoyed. "Come on, let's thumb wrestle again."

Greg rolled his eyes. "No, we've done it five times, let's just wait for someone to pick us up..."

Another fifteen minutes ago, the officer finally arrived.

"Hey Steven," the officer that was waiting with the CSIs said to his colleague who finally arrived. "Thank god you're here, this guy was killing me!" he said quietly.

Another five minutes later, David came, too. "Hey guys!" he said, not knowing that they all were stuck here for hours.

"Finally!" Nick said, still sitting in the car, but with his legs being outside the open door.

"Oh my god, what happened to you?" David asked surprised after seeing Nick's injured hand and Julian's face.

"That's a long, long... long story," Greg replied. "Just get this over with, alright?"

They started loading the body inside the coroner's car and all drove away.

Arriving at the lab, Julian was babbling to Greg about how Christina Aguilera is much better than Britney Spears. Greg just nodded with an annoyed and exhausted look on his face, not listening to what he was saying.

Catherine was standing in the lobby with a big grin on her face. "There are my boys!"

Nick just nodded at her, Greg smiled at her and said, "Hey Catherine...", sounding really relieved that they finally reached the lab.

"Here are my notes, Catherine." Julian handed her his notebook. "I'm sorry, Greg, but I had to write it down. I can't lie!" Julian went away.

"Was something wrong?" Catherine asked Greg.

He just sighed. "I picked a tissue up before taking a picture, put it back and photographed it. Julian is worried this might hurt the case."

Catherine laughed. "I knew it was a good decision to have him accompany you!"

Nick just rolled his eyes with a faint smile on his face.

"But why are you here? Shouldn't you get your hand checked out at the hospital, Nicky?"

"I'll drive him there in a minute, but we wanted to drop Julian off, first... Just a few more minutes with him and I would have to give Mr. Stewart's defense attorney a call!" Greg turned around with a big smile on his face. "Come on, Nicky!"

Catherine watched them as they walked back out to drive to the hospital. She couldn't help but laugh to herself when she went back into her office.

Greg was sitting in the waiting room at the hospital while Nick was with the doctor.

"There you are, I was looking for you!" Julian said from behind.

"Oh no..." Greg said to himself before turning around. "...Julian, what are YOU doing here?"

"Catherine told me you two were here! Why didn't you wait for me?"

"Catherine... Nice..", Greg said, trying to hide the anger in his voice. "Uh... Well," he was struggling for words. "Waiting at a doctor's is never fun, we didn't want to bother you..."

"Oh come on, it's okay! We stick together! Waiting isn't too bad when you're not alone, right?" Julian patted Greg on the shoulder.

"Yeah... I guess..." Greg put the newspaper down he was just reading before Julian joined him. "Well then, let's wait together..." he said with a fake smile on his face.

Julian smiled at him. "Alright, so, Britney might sell more records, but Christina..."