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Robin Davies, the new DNA tech, was working at the lab for a few months now. She fitted in well, she already made friends both with the lab rats and the CSIs. She was just a likable person.

10 p.m. She woke up to get ready for work.

"Come on, just ten more minutes..." Officer Karen Morris, Robin's girlfriend, said, gently pulling Robin back into bed.

"No," she chuckled. "I don't want to be late again. Maybe you should sleep at your place when you don't have to go to work the graveyard shift."

"Jealous that I got the night off?" Karen chuckled sleepy.

"Duh! 'Course I am!" She went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After getting dressed and having a bite to eat, she gave Karen a kiss. "Call me when you're up." She went out of the apartment.

Half a minute after Robin left, Karen heard the front door being smashed open. She awoke with a start. "Jesus Christ, don't startle me like that. Did you forget something?" She sat up. She got a little nervous when Robin didn't respond, nor did she walk into the bedroom. The door didn't close, either, but she heard noise coming from the living room. "...Honey?" She got out of bed and walked towards the living room. While she was walking through the hallway, Robin walked towards her. Behind her were four men with knifes in their hands.

"Have you seen her today?" Nick asked Sara impatiently as he was sitting in Robin's chair in the DNA lab.

Sara was standing next to him, filling out some forms. "No, maybe she's on her break already."

Greg entered. "Hey guys. Have you seen Robin? It's important."

They shook their heads.

"Did she call in sick? This lab looks like no evidence has been processed today."

"Well if she did, Russell didn't tell me. He would've taken care of someone to fill in for her, anyways. She must be here somewhere," Nick replied.

It was already 2 a.m., Robin was supposed to be here by midnight.

Greg tilted his head back annoyed. "I need this processed now! Where the hell is she?"

"Guess someone will have to take care of the DNA evidence, then," Nick said teasing.

Rolling his eyes, Greg replied, "I have a dozen things to do right now, I can't take care of the DNA evidence, too!"

"I'm not sure you have a choice here..." When Sara ended her sentence, Robin rushed in.

"Hey guys," she said, looking like she was in a hurry.

"Hey. Where have you been?"

"I've run a little late, sorry. What can I do for you?"

All three of them handed her some evidence bags. Greg also handed her some files. "My case could be related to these, please check if the DNA matches."

Before they left, Sara noticed something was wrong with Robin. "Are you alright? You don't look too good."

Robin nodded with a smile on her face. "I just feel like I'm getting the flu or something, is all."

Greg's case was getting more complicated and he had even more reason to believe that the murderer he was looking for was a serial killer. He needed to get evidence that was collected in the other cases and compare the findings to the new evidence, so he went into the evidence storage room. While going through some evidence boxes, he heard someone curse. He thought he'd recognized the voice and decided to look who it was. It was Robin, nervously shoving around evidence boxes.

"...Robin? What are you doing in here?"

She startled. "Greg. I'm sorry, I didn't know someone else was here. I'll be quiet."

He walked up closer to her to see what boxes she was looking at. "Are you looking for something?"

"Uhm... yeah. Yeah. I wanted to look for some evidence connected to the cases you handed me the files to. You know, I wanted to be thorough."

"That's nice of you, but... You won't find them here. The cases are three years old, the boxes you're going through are only a few weeks old."

She laughed nervously. "I still don't really get the arrangement system..."

"They're arranged by the year they were brought in... What's going on?"

She looked surprised. "Nothing," she replied with a fake smile.

"I'm looking right at you, something's going on. Do you want to talk about it?"

She shook her head. "I just needed to be alone and when I noticed someone was here I pretended to look through these boxes, you know..."

Greg nodded. "I'm sorry. It's none of my business. But if you need anything, let me know, alright?" He gave her a smile as he walked away.

Robin sighed. That was close. She wanted to tell Greg so badly what was going on, but she didn't want to drag anyone into this. She kept on fumbling through the boxes. Finally, she found what she was looking for.

Nick and Greg were joking around while walking through the hallway. Nick was on his way to the DNA lab while Greg had trace evidence to be processed by Hodges. When Nick and Greg wanted to go their separate ways, Robin bumped into Greg.

"Uh, sorry!" she said hastily.

"Hey, Robin," Nick said as she tried to walk past them.

"...Yeah?"

"Where are you going?"

"...Taking a break."

"You came to work two hours ago and you're on a break already? I need you to process this now." He held up a bag of evidence.

She sighed. "Greg, could you fill in for me? It'll only take, like, an hour."

"...Now? Robin, I'm swamped in work, so are you. I can't do two people's work when both of us have too much work for one person to handle already!"

"Please! You just said if I needed anything I could ask you." She had a really desperate look on her face.

"Yeah but that wasn't quite what I meant." Feeling bad for her, he finally said, "Alright, one hour. But would you at least tell me what's goin..."

"Thanks!" she replied, not even letting him finish, and walking off.

Nick and Greg shared a look.

"Alright, then." Nick put his evidence bag on the pile of files Greg was carrying around. "Have fun!"

"Oh, shoot!" Greg exclaimed while he was handing Nick the results to some of his evidence.

"What is it?" Nick asked puzzled.

Greg pointed at Russell, walking towards the DNA lab. "I think he's headed at the DNA lab."

"So?"

"So? Robin's going to be in big trouble if he finds out I'm filling in for her."

Nick looked at his watch. "It's been almost two hours, where is she, anyways?"

Russell went in. "Hey guys, where's Robin?"

"Oh, uh... Just hand the evidence over, I'll make sure she gets it." Greg offered with an uncomfortable smile.

"...Or I could just wait here until she comes back, right?" Russell answered with a smile on his face. He eyed up Greg. He was wearing a lab coat and gloves, it was unusual for him to wear it in the DNA lab. "Why are you wearing this?"

While Greg was looking for the right answer, Nick said, "He'd find out sooner or later, with your name on the report and all. And with his way of reading you like an open book anytime you lie, you might as well tell him now."

"Tell me what?" Russell asked interested. He already noticed Greg was trying to hide something. He really could read him like an open book.

Greg sighed. "Robin needed to run some errand and asked me to fill in for her while she's out..."

"She already came late to work and now leaves without even telling me? What's going on?"

"I-I don't know, she was supposed to be back by now."

"Did you try to call her?"

Greg nodded. "She's not answering her phone."

Russel looked at his watch. "How long is she been gone?"

"Two hours. She said she'd only be away for an hour. She didn't look too good when she left, I'm starting to worry."

"Alright. I'm sure she'll come back here sometime... But Greg? I hope your work as a CSI doesn't come short by this?"

"No, of course not..."

"Good. Come by my office later, we need to talk about this." He left.

"Someone's in trouble..." Nick said rather mocking as he walked out, not seeing the look Greg gave him.