Disclaimer: Obviously I do not own the rights to CSI: Miami, but I have no problem borrowing their characters for a bit to satisfy a few daydreams.

Side Note: I also borrowed this plotline from someone else who began the story but hasn't updated it in a long time so I took it upon myself to finish the story because it was driving me crazy. Not to say that it's a completely plagiaristic venture, but I did use her general idea. Mucho thanks to her.

Keats Juniper Remington walked down the long corridor to the office belonging to one Horatio Caine, her new boss. He was head of the Crime Lab of the Miami Dade Police Department and he had seemed incredibly intimidating when he had interviewed her only weeks before. Keats was barely twenty and fulfilling an internship for her requirements to graduate and become a full member of the Crime Lab. College was no picnic and she was determined to graduate by the time she could legally ingest alcohol. She was ready to start her 'real' life as soon as possible.

She knocked on the door nervously, wondering if she had underdressed for the occasion. She was wearing blue jeans, black sneakers, and a white Ole Miss t-shirt with red script. Her hair was strawberry blond, rather short, and always falling in her eyes. She wore many rings, bracelets, and green glasses that complimented her bright green eyes. In short, she looked rather unprofessional. I might as well be wearing pajamas.

"Come in, Ms. Remington." The familiar, fatherly voice answered. She entered his office gingerly, hoping he wouldn't be offended by her attire. Horatio was on his cell phone standing beside his desk when he motioned for her to sit down. She sat down in the armchair across from his desk and waited in angst as he finished his conversation.

"…Okay. Sounds good. I have to take care of a little business, first, but I'll be there in twenty minutes. This comes at a convenient time, I think. Our newbie needs to get her feet wet…" He hung up a second later and faced Keats, a warm smile on his face.

"Let me introduce you to everyone in the Lab and then we can check out our first crime scene. You ready, Keats?" He asked her. Keats grinned, feeling excited and jumpy, like she did as a child when her parents took her to Disneyland. All her anxieties were suddenly forgotten.

"Um…Lt. Caine? Can you call me K.J. or June, or something? Keats is so…"

"I like June. June in exchange for Horatio. Deal?" He replied, heading toward the door. Keats followed right behind him.

"Okay, Horatio."

"Eric Delko, this is June Remington, our new intern. She'll be joining us in the field in a few minutes." Horatio introduced Keats to the handsome Cuban and a slight jolt went through her. Delko's white smile flashed in front of her eyes and for a moment she wished she had worn something sexy. Don't be stupid, Keats. The workplace is off-limits for romance. She shook his hand and ignored the tingling sensation that went up her arm.

"Nice to meet you, Remington." Eric gave her the once-over and went back to his paperwork.

"We'll meet you out front in a few, Eric." With that, Horatio led Keats to a few other places where she had the pleasure of meeting Calleigh Duquesne, Alexx Woods, Natalia Boa Vista, Dan Cooper, and a few others. Finally, he led her into another lab where a guy was leaning into his microscope with great interest. He turned around and Keats felt her heart jump into her throat. This guy is even cuter than Eric!

"Remington, this is Ryan Wolfe. He'll be joining us at the crime scene as well. Since Ryan here will be your mentor, I'll leave you two to get acquainted while he finishes things up. Wolfe, meet us at the scene when you're done." Horatio left the pair alone and Keats was experiencing mixed emotions. Wolfe had already turned his back to her, barely giving her the time of day and Keats stood behind him expectantly. Finally he jotted down a few things in a file and slammed it shut. He turned to face Keats and smirked.

"Intern, huh? Stay on your toes, uh…what was your name again?" Ryan asked. Keats glared at him and ignored his question.

"Are we ready to go to the crime scene now?" She answered a bit defensively. Ryan nodded and they headed toward his hummer.