Five years later …

The sun was rising as the team finished up with the crime scene. She was standing at the back of the AV Hummer, placed her Bluetooth in her ear and dialed the lab. She waited for someone to pick up.

"It would be nice if Blackstone would be where he's supposed to be when he needs to be there." she said aloud to herself.

After six more rings, she gave up. A tall redheaded man came over upon hearing her comment.

"Is there a problem, ma'am?" he asked admiring the woman who stood in front of him.

"Blackstone and I are going to have a talk when I get back to the Lab." she replied as she closed up the back of the Hummer.

"Eric is out on a call, isn't he?" the man inquired.

The woman nodded her head. "He got called out thirty minutes after we did."

Just then, her phone vibrated. She looked at the caller id then at the man whom she was talking. He shook his head.

"Brianna Caine," she answered.

"Hey, Bri, you called?" the caller asked.

"Mister Blackstone, I do hope you have a reasonable excuse for not being in the AV Lab.," she stated. Brianna listened to Blackstone's explanation. "You were occupied?" She continued to listen to the young man. Pinching the bridge of her nose she said, "Mister Blackstone, you are to go to trace and assist Detective Wolfe until Lieutenant Caine and I get back to the lab, is that clear?" She waited for a reply. When she received it, she snapped her phone closed.

As they were loading up the Hummer, Brianna's phone rang. She turned it over …Homicide call … 201 W 35th St. Miami Beach.

"Lieutenant, it appears we have a double header." Brianna said as Horatio was looking at the same message. "What do you want to do?"

He thought for a moment. "Take your car and go to the call. I'll get this back to lab and meet you there."

"Yes, sir," she replied as she grabbed her kit and headed for her car. She pressed 11 on her speed dial. "Dispatch, this is Sergeant Brianna Caine. I'm on my way to West 35th."

She made her way to her car, opened her trunk, put her kit in it, closed the lid and got in. Horatio watched her turn on to Collins and head north up to 35th. A woman came up to Horatio.

"She took off fast." the woman commented. "Who's going to taking the call out up on 35th?"

"She's handling it, Miss Boa Vista." Horatio said.

Natalia noticed the concerned expression on Horatio face. "Horatio, are you okay?"

He smiled and turned to Natalia. "Yes, I am, but Thank you ma'am."

They finished pack the Hummer and head back to the lab. Horatio dropped Natalia and the evidence then head to Miami Beach.

Meanwhile, Brianna pulled up to the taped off area. She got out and looked around. She grabbed her kit out of trunk and gloved up. She signed in. Frank waved to her.

"Morning, Frank," she greeted as she signed into the crime scene.

"Hey, Brianna, starting early this morning?"

She laughed. "Yeah, at 3:30 this morning."

"Alexx is inside. A word of warning, Brianna, it's a mess in there."

She nodded. "Thank you Frank."

The house was single story Mediterranean style very similar to the layout of Brianna's house on Star Island. Brianna walked into the house. There was blood everywhere. She had seen a lot in the past ten years, but it had been eight since seeing anything like this.

"Alexx, is there a path clear?" Brianna called.

"Yeah, honey, down the hall to the living room." she replied.

Brianna made her way to the living room and stopped. On the floor was a young woman lying in a large pool of blood. She was wearing a black satin halter cocktail dress, but the halter was loose and a pair of black stilettos.

"Brianna, I've seen a lot of things on this job, but this is the worst.," she answered as she pulled back the top of the dress.

Her eyes widened in shock as she felt bile come up into her throat. "Alexx, what happened to her?"

Horatio came into the living room just as Brianna paled. He had never seen her react that way at a crime scene. Alexx returned the top of the dress to its original position. Brianna looked over to see her father. He walked over to her and cock his head.

"Are you up to this ma'am?"

"Yes, I'll be fine." she answered quietly, trying not to retch.

"Our girl here was butchered like a piece of meat. She has bites, lacerations, contusions and her chest had been mutilated."

"So you have an id, yet?" Brianna asked.

Alexx handed her a small Coach clutch. "Her name is Elizabeth Bryant, age 24. These should have been the happiest days of your life, honey."

Brianna nodded her head. "Time of death?"

"This doesn't make any sense. Her liver temp is 98.3, but the body's in rigor." Alexx said puzzled.

"No, it doesn't Alexx." Brianna commented. For her, it was like someone had pressed rewind on life to eight years ago.

"Alexx, did you run a sexual assault kit?" Horatio asked.

"Yes, but I'll know more at the post." Alexx replied as her assistants bagged the victim and placed the body on the gurney.

After three hours, Brianna couldn't take any more. She quickly walked out of the house, passed her father who was talking with Frank.

"What was that about?" Frank asked.

"I don't know, Frank." Horatio replied as he began to follow Brianna.

Brianna didn't bother signing out. She walked around behind the Hummer which was parked just outside the tapeline. Horatio caught up with her just as she bent over and retched. He got a bottle of water out of her car and came back.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" he asked as he handed her the water.

Brianna took a drink, swished it around in her mouth and spit it out. Horatio opened the front passenger door and help Brianna get in. "Brianna, I've never seen you react like this."

"I just have seen anything like that for a long time. Frank said it was a mess. I was expecting one like that."

Horatio noticed a look in her eyes that told him there was something else going on. "Is there anything else I need to know, Bri?"

"I'll keep you posted." she answered.

Horatio had learned a while ago that when Brianna was ready to reveal information she would do so and not before, so he left it alone. "Okay. Are you almost finished?" he asked as he helped out.

She took a few more drink of water and nodded. "Yes, I just have to pack up."

Horatio watched her walked back into the house. Frank came over.

"Is she okay, Horatio?" Frank wondered.

"She's fine Frank. She said it's been a while since she's seen a crime scene this bloody."