New Orleans, 5:24am.
Clicking heels are heard throughout the lab, the echo in the building is very loud at this time of the day. The sun is shining through the large windows, the light making my hair look slightly lighter and makes my smile a little bigger. It looks like it's going to be a good day, of course not so good because we have another case, but that's the job so as long as there is work there is a job for me.
Entering the break room to grab some coffee I find my team already sitting there. I'm pretty sure they don't see this day as a good day by seeing the rather annoyed and tired looks on their faces. "Good morning everyone" I say a little bit too happy because the youngest of them looks at me and asks what's wrong with me. He can be such a sweetheart sometimes but not in the early morning. "come on guys, the weather looks promising and we still have a job during the financial crisis" I say and pour myself a cup of coffee. They should really see the positive side more often.
I have to admit the people are different than in New York. It's not that they aren't nice, they are just not the family I had in the New York Crime Lab which is a shame. I can honestly admit that I miss them.