AN: Warning: Implied/Suggestive adult behavior, crime scene details, & a few questionable words. Thanks for the reviews and support, here is the next chapter, I hope it reads ok.

Chapter 2: 10 Days later

As Sara's pleasant dream was coming to an end, she slowly woke up and turned her head to see her husband laying on his side with his head on the palm of his hand as his elbow was on the mattress, he also had a smile on his face with his eyes twinkling, so she couldn't help but smile back as she asked. "What's with you? Did you have a good dream or something?"

"No, can't a husband just smile while seeing his beautiful wife wake up next to him."

She couldn't help but blush a little as his comment, then she moved closer to him and cupped his cheek before whispering. "With comments like that you know I can't resist."

"And I'm not stop..."

He was cut off when her lips touched his, which when that happens, unless they were pressed for time, it was deepened a second later as they moved so his back was on the mattress while she was on top of him, but before they took things further, she whispered. "How much time before we have to get up and get ready for work?"

He kisses her softly and pulls back a little as he opens his eyes to look at her, which both of them were slightly darkened from the passion swirling in them, then he whispered softly. "That depends on what you want for breakfast, Mrs. Grissom."

She spoke in a soft, yet passionate tone as she ran her hand down his chest. "I think you know what I want, Dr. Grissom."

He closed his eyes as she leaned down and started kissing his neck, and after a few seconds, not able to take it anymore, he rolled them over, making her gasp a little, then smiled when he was above her with a smile of his own. "Then we'll make sure it's a fast breakfast."

She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him down to her, whispering one more time. "Excellent." Before their lips touched in a passionate kiss that lead to them finally taking things further.

Before Shift

Once they had their showers and breakfast, they were ready to leave the apartment and head to the lab, and when they got there, which was a little bit later than they usual did, Grissom dropped his things in the locker room while Sara went to her office to get the new assignments.

When Sara walked into the break room, the team was already in there, and Tim couldn't help but smirk when he saw his boss walk in the room. "Usually you're in here before us. Running a little late this morning, are you?"

Sara smirked back with her eyes twinkling, also seeing Grissom smiling in the corner of her eye. "Maybe, let's just say breakfast took longer than expected, and before you asked, yes I enjoyed it very much." Grissom just about chocked on his coffee as the rest of team smiled, getting it, then Sara cleared her throat and continued with a smile. "Now enough details about my morning, I have a few announcements to make." She took a second before continuing. "First off, Dr. Grissom has officially signed in his resignation, so he won't be working on anything new."

Grissom had gotten a call from the San Diego State University, so he will officially be a teacher again once the new school year stars, but he has to stick around the lab so he could finish the few open cases he had left.

Mariah looked a little sad about the unexpected news, and was about to speak, but Grissom did before she could. "I'll also be doing some seminars, mostly around the area, and maybe up in LA so I don't have to travel far. Plus, I'm only a phone call away if any of you needs me to answer a few questions."

Everybody knew that he was saying that more to Mariah then them, but they still nodded with smiles, and Mariah smiled too as she replied. "Thank you Grissom."

As Grissom nodded, Sara spoke again while Nick walked into the room, making the team sit up straighter in their chairs. "And last but certainty not least, we have a promotion to announce." She then looked Mariah with a smile. "Mariah Owens, you've been an asset since you've been here, and I'm proud to be your boss and happy to announce you are now a level 2."

She hands the younger woman her new badge as Mariah took it from her with a smile on her face. "Thank you Sara, I really appreciate it. I won't let you down."

Sara nodded. "I know." She cleared her throat before assigning Mariah and Tim to a case while Nicole and Devon were working together, and after they walked out of the room, Kevin sighed a little as he stood up. "I guess I'm on paperwork duty today, huh?"

Like most bosses, particularly Grissom, Kevin wasn't very fond of the paperwork aspect of the job, even though he knew it was still a very important part of it.

Before Sara could say anything, Nick spoke as he handed Sara a piece of paper. "Actually you and Sara have a case that just came in."

Sara looked at the familiar last name and looked at Nick with a little shock. "Detective Wilson's daughter?"

Gary Wilson was one of the older detectives, his wife had died three years ago, leaving him with two boys and three girls, ranging from 12 to 22, and the daughter he just lost, the middle one, was 17 and was suppose to be starting freshman year at Stanford University once school started again.

Nick nodded sadly while Grissom and Kevin silently sighed in heartbreak for someone they knew losing a child, it was bad enough when they didn't know the victim's family, but this hurt a little more than usual, then he cleared his throat and placed his hand on her shoulder. "I need your best on this one."

Sara nodded with a slight smile. "Always."

Nick nodded one more time, deep down knowing that as he took his hand off her shoulder, then after sharing a look with her husband, Sara walked with Kevin out of the room, leaving behind Grissom and Nick in the break room.

It was a moment of silence before Nick spoke to the older man. "I bet this is part of the job you won't miss."

Grissom nodded with a slight sigh. "I can't deny that, but the puzzle part of it, putting all the evidence together and catching the person who did to it, I will."

"I know what you mean, being the boss of the lab doesn't give me many opportunities to get out there much these days."

Nick loved his job, but he'll admit there are times he misses going out there and solving the crimes.

Grissom couldn't help but smirk as he stood up with his coffee mug in his hands. "Welcome to the world of never ending paperwork."

Nick chuckled a little as Grissom started walking out of the room, but was stopped when Nick spoke again after clearing his throat. "Hey Girss." Grissom turned around before he continued with a sincere tone. "If I never said it before, thank you."

He raised an eyebrow as he asked. "For what?"

"I'm here, in this position, because of you."

Grissom smiled as he shook his head. "You got yourself here, Nicky. I may have been your teacher/mentor/boss, but I could only do so much, it was you that had to learn and retain it."

"True, but I still would like to think I had the best teacher/mentor/boss to steer me in the right direction." Grissom was about to open his mouth when Nick finished with a smile. "Just take the compliment, man."

Grissom chuckled with a nod before replying with the smile back on his face. "Ok, and you're welcome. I'll talk to you later."

After Nick nodded in return, Grissom gave the younger man one more nod before turning and walking the rest of the way out of the room. Nick stayed in the room a second longer before walking out himself, heading back to his office.

Driving to their crime scene was very quiet, and only when Sara stopped the vehicle on the side of the street did Kevin look over at his boss and ask. "You ok?"

Sara took a breath before looking over at him with a nod. "Yeah." Then after a pause, she continue."And remember no matter how hard it is, we have to treat this like any other case."

He sighed with a nod. "I know, I understand."

They took a few seconds before finally getting out of the vehicle, and after they did, they grabbed their kits and cameras from the back of the vehicle before walking towards the yellow tape that was closing off the dead end alley.

When they reached their destination, Wilson's working partner of eight years was standing in front of the tape looking understandably distraught, and while Sara was walking to him to get any information he had, Kevin walked under the tape before walking to the young woman.

Once he got near her, he kneels down so he could set his kit down on the ground, and after opening it, he grabbed his latex gloves and puts them on as he looked at the young woman, she had multiple bruises on her face, her left eye looked swollen and at one point he could tell she had her wrists and legs tied, he could also tell she must have been strangled by a rope or something very similar, which unfortunately this type of scene was nothing new to him, he's seen this plenty of times in his 8 years of being a CSI, and he can only imagine what her shirt was covering and what the bastard did to her sexually.

He mentally took a breath and shook his head before lifting the camera up to take pictures, but just after he moved her arm away from the other one, he stopped dead in his tracks when he noticed the word 'Whore' and number '13' carved on the inside of her right arm, and he remembered exactly when the first time he seen this MO, making a slight shiver run down his spine.

Flashback

12 years ago

19 year old Kevin was laying on his side with his elbow on the mattress as his head was on the palm of his hand while he watched his girlfriend of 5 months, sleeping. Last night had been a very special night, and he still wanted to savor every second of it.

A few seconds later the brown eyed, 19 year old woman started to open her eyes, and she smiled at the man that she was more in love with than she was last night.

He smiled back as he cupped her cheek before asking. "You ok?"

She nodded as she placed her hand on top of his. "I am, thank you for last night."

He smirked a little. "Shouldn't I be thanking you."

She chuckled as she moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You were very sweet and loving, that's what I'm thanking you for."

He nodded in understanding before getting a more serious look in his eyes as he replied. "I just wanted it to be everything you ever dreamed of."

"It was, and more."

They smiled at one another before kissing softly a few times, then after they pulled back, she looked over his shoulder to see the other bed, which belonged to her best friend since they were five years old, still made, so that meant she didn't make it back to the dorm at all during the morning.

Kevin spoke softly, seeing where she was looking. "I'm sure she's ok, Lizzie."

Lizzie Thompson looked at her boyfriend with a nod. "I'm sure she is too. But I'll feel better hearing that from her."

He nodded as he moved a piece of her medium length, dark hair behind her ear while speaking again. "Ok, why don't you call Jennifer while I get dressed, then we can go out for breakfast, invite her if you want to."

She smiled with a nod. "Alight, thank you."

He smiled back, and after a soft kiss, he turned around as he lifted the blankets up so he could get out of the bed, but as he was standing in nothing but boxers, there was a knock on the door.

They have eye contact for a second before she spoke. "Kevin..."

He nodded as he tossed her his shirt from last night, then while she was putting it on over her head, she spoke loud enough so whoever knocked could hear her. "Just a minute."

After he had his pants on and she had put on her sweat pants, she walked towards the door, and after sharing a look with her boyfriend, which he just nodded, telling her it was ok to answer it, she turned back towards the door, took a breath and opened it before giving a curious look to the two middle-aged, suit wearing men now standing in front of her, one with short blond hair while the other one had short dark brown hair.

Before she could speak, they introduced themselves with police badges, and Lizzie nodded before asking. "How can I help you detectives?"

The dark haired officer cleared his throat before asking. "When was the last time you saw Ms. Moore?"

Lizzie's heart started to race as she responded. "My boyfriend and I were with her last night. Jennifer insisted that we leave her at the club so we could be alone for our five month anniversary, and that she would stay with another friend until morning." She then started to have tears in her eyes. "But she's not here, so where is she? Why are you here asking that question?"

The lighter haired, and the slightly shorter man spoke next. "I'm sorry Ms. Thompson, but..."

Knowing where he was going, she cuts him while shaking her head. "No, she can't be." Then a second later she felt Kevin wrap his arms around her and she turned into him so she could cry on his shoulder before he ran a comforting hand up and down her back.

It was a few minutes before she turned back to look at the detectives, and she finally noticed one of them holding a file, so she asked. "Are those pictures of her? I want to see them."

The dark haired detective spoke again. "Ms. Thompson, I would advise against it, they are not very..."

She cuts him off again with a hard tone. "I don't care, she's my best friend, I have to see what that bastard did to her."

The detective looks at Kevin, and he gives him a short nod, so he nodded back and handed the file to her, and after a moment or two so she could harden her emotions, knowing what she was about to see wouldn't be pleasant but she felt she had to do this, she took a breath and opened the file, gasping at the first picture of seeing her lifeless friend, a friend who had been so full of life since she's known her.

She went through the pictures, her heart breaking after every one she saw, with Kevin right behind her, seeing the same imagines as his heart broke for her, and when she got to the last one, which was a picture of the inside of her arm that had the word 'Whore' and carved number '1' on it, she nearly lost it and handed the file back to the detectives before she moved out of Kevin's arms, sat at the end of her bed and cried in her hands.

When it was just Kevin and the detectives standing at the door, the younger man cleared his throat before speaking. "We'll answer all of your questions, but can we do this later. She's clearly distraught over this."

Feeling they could trust this young man, they nodded as one of them handed him a business card. "Call when you're ready, and we'll set up a meeting."

Kevin nodded. "Thank you."

They nodded in return, and after saying sorry for your loss one more time, they turned and walked away before Kevin closed the door, then he walked over to his girlfriend and sat on the end of the bed, brought her in his arms, kissed her head and just held her as she grieved for the loss of her best friend.

Last night was suppose to be remembered as one of the best nights of their young lives, but it was now tainted forever, and deep down he knew everything in their relationship had changed from this moment on, he just didn't realize how true that was.

End of Flashback

Kevin was brought back to the present when he heard Sara's voice. "Kevin, you ok?"

He mentally shook his head and looked up at his boss. "Huh, what?"

She gave him a slight smile as she asked. "I asked if you are you ok, You look like you've seen a ghost."

He cleared his throat and nodded his head as he lifted the victim's arm again so Sara could see the other side of it, and when she saw the word and number, he spoke softly. "I've seen this MO before."

She looked at her colleague and asked with a little surprise in her voice. "When, where, tell me everything you know."

He took a breath before replying. "2004, Tucson Arizona." He took a moment before telling her everything he knew, which wasn't much since he wasn't actually a CSI then, but he learned early on that any little thing will help.

AN: Like I said, I hope it read ok. More to come soon. Please Review.