"Miss. Abigail, long time no see."

Abigail Jonsen, a young lady who just surpassed her 23rd birthday, smiled, "Well it has been what, 7 years?"

She wasn't as tall as the other members of her family. Being about 5'4, her petite body gave her the innocent look. Her eyes were bright green, and in the right light, they sparkled. Her smile was sweet and genuine, and her red curls bounced just below her shoulders. The outfit she wore was simple yet elegant, consisting of a white tank-top with yellow and orange vertical stripes. Her sweater had a cut that made the front of the shirt visible, and it too was a solid white. She wore kaki pants that went just below her knees, and high top All-Stars.

Abi hoped her outfit hadn't been too informal for her interview. She knew the lab and it's surroundings, and she knew for a fact she wouldn't stick out like a sore thumb while wandering the halls of the Miami Dade Crime Lab. While her brother switched from days to nights, she also had to switch. Her previous occupation was a DNA analysis, her hours being from 8pm-7am. She loved her job, but she needed an edge, something more. Her degree in chemistry gave her a wide option of occupations, and becoming one of the CSI's was, along with being her dream, possible.

Horatio nodded, "Please, sit."

She sat down in the black-cushioned seat, slumping her shoulders and sighed. This job meant the world to her, and she wasn't going to take no for an answer.

Luckily, she already knew her potential boss.

"So how have you been?"

"Well, thank you."

"And your brothers?"

Abi laughed, "Good as they'll ever be, I guess. Ben joined the army you know. Jim is still trying to get his butt into gear, but I think his new job will stick with him."

"That's wonderful to hear," Horatio glanced at the stack of papers in front of him. "So I hear you are requesting a job to join our team. Why the sudden changes?"

"Sitting in a lab all day is so, boring. I mean it's great and all, solving and breaking cases, but I only hand the CSI's the fingerprint or DNA data. I want to be a CSI." Abi shifted in her seat. She started tapping her foot and twirling her strawberry curls; a bad habit she never had the will to rid.

Horatio rummaged through the papers again, this time, reading them intently. After a few minutes, he smiled, "Are you sure you are up to this?"

"You know me Horatio, I never give up." Abi said confidently. Her past was rough, and so was she around the edges, but she was the most determined person when it comes to getting what she wants.

"Well then, welcome to the team."

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It's not like they needed another CSI, Abi thought to herself on the way to her new locker, Horatio probably just pities me. To him I'm just the girl with a huge amount of issues.

She turned the dial clockwise three times until she hit 4, then counterclockwise, 36. Again, clockwise, 6. The opened it on the first try. A locker slammed closed next to her.

Abi was startled, and let out a small squeal. She turned to see a petite blonde woman, about in her thirties, looking at her with sharp green eyes. Her southern accent came out as she said, "Sorry, did I startle you?"

"Just a little. I'm a little jumpy today, it's not just you." Abi stretched her hand out, "My name is Abigail. Call me Abi, for my sanity," Abi shook hands with the Southern blonde.

"My name is Calleigh. So you are the new recruit huh?" Calleigh studied Abi, then frowned. She laughed and shook her head, "I'm sorry, but matching you name to your face, you look so familiar."

"That's because there is a good chance you worked on my friend's case about five years ago. Her name was Jordan Hansen. She was raped and killed in her own home." Abi's eyes drifted to the tiled floor, "I was a witness."

Calleigh's eyes widened, "Now I remember. I feel horrible that the case went cold, really."

Abi shook her head, "It wasn't your fault; you were working with a genius. Heck, if I wasn't delirious the whole time I probably would have been more of a help," she paused and smiled, "but I don't have to explain the case to you now do I?"

"No, you don't. Hey, I have to get back to work. I just came in here to drop off my jacket. Do you have an assignment?"

Abi put her sweater into her locker and slammed it shut. She then read the paper Horatio had handed to her, "Yeah, looks like you and I are buddies today. You are working on the double homicide today as well, right?"

Calleigh smiled, "Thank goodness you started work today. Eric and I have been so busy with this case it's not even close to funny. Come, I'll show you where you can start your job. I hope you don't mind gluing shattered pieces of broken glass back together."

"Hey, I love puzzles," Abi and Calleigh laughed.

As the two woman walked the walls of the Miami Dade Lab, Abi's mind started swirling with past memories; the good, and the bad. Then it hit her. "Wait, Eric Delko? He still works here?"

"Uh-huh. He worked on your friend's case too, didn't he?"

"Yeah," Abi grinned, "He was so nice to me, so caring and everything. Like when he interrogated me, he was sweet, instead of accusing me of murder. It was refreshing to see not everyone had gone mad in that case."

"Why, thank you so much for the praise," a voice said behind them. They turned around and saw Eric, folder in hand, with a huge smirk on his face.

Abi, being the red-head that she was, turned red all over, "I, uh, didn't know you were behind us." Crap.

Eric laughed, "That's okay, no harm done. So I guess you remember me. You're Abigail, right?"

She shook his hand, "Please, call me Abi."

"For her sake," Calleigh quoted. Abi shot Calleigh a look. "Hey now, only I can shoot things. That includes dirty looks at people."

"Ballistics. Makes you go ballistic, huh Calleigh?" Eric joked. She only rolled her eyes.

"Like I haven't heard that before. So anyways, what's the scoop?"

Eric handed the folder to Calleigh, "I got the DNA sample we got off the female vic's, and matched it with Valera's help. Odd enough, it wasn't just her and her husbands. It's also a positive match for Feline Duncan."

"The pool boy? Oh man, this changes everything. Come young grasshopper. Your journey awaits." Calleigh patted Abi on the head jokingly, and started walking again. Abi hoped Calleigh was just sleep deprived.