Brianna was on the phone while her digital pictures printed on Grissom's printer. "Look, is there any way some of Brandon's funds can be transfered -- just to pay for his medical fees?"

"I'm sorry ma'am." Brianna was speaking to an FBI agent. They were the ones that had frozen her brother's accounts when they discovered what he had done at Aisling. "The money was never part of the deal. You claimed he was mentally incapable of a trial, so we permitted you to take him to La Perdita. We had to seize his bank accounts -- all his money was made illegally."

"Okay." Her voice was dull and unemotional. "I just thought I'd ask. Thank you."

Brianna set the phone down. She pulled out Brandon's expenses and looked at the list. "Maybe I can save a little if they take out some of these medications and put him in a smaller suite..."

She heard the door open and slam shut. Grissom was not in a good mood. He spotted her by the computer and headed towards her. "What happened?"

"Charley left."

Brianna kicked the wall. Grissom had not expected this. "It's not fair! It's all falling apart!" She leaned her head far back and closed her eyes. There were no tears in her eyes, but the wrinkles on her brow and the frown on her lips betrayed her feelings. Brianna was wearing out.

Griss had nothing to add to this. He spotted the photos that were printing. "Wot's this?"

Brianna tilted her head back up. "Photos for Phil. I'll fly-by his place and drop them off."

"No. I mean these." Grissom held up the picture of the dolphins swimming in the ocean. "Real good, Bree."

Brianna blushed. "So you don't mind if I print those as well?"

"Nah, go 'head." He looked at the photo, then Brianna, then the photo, and back to Brianna. "You took these?"

"Yes! What, is it hard to believe?"

Grissom laughed. He was still depressed by Charley's choice, but his bird was cheering him up. "Sort of. I just ne'er saw you as a photographer." He picked up the new lighthouse pictures that were printing. The old Spanish lighthouse was illuminated with the light from the setting sun. "Looks like somethin' out of the National Geographic."

"The what?"

Grissom went out of the room for a moment. He came back with a yellow-bordered magazine. "I forgot 'ow sheltered you are sometimes. Take a look."

Brianna flipped through the pages. This particular issue featured articles on the Hubble, Cuba, tree frogs, and insects. "These are good. Real good." She looked up at Grissom. "People get paid for this sort of thing?"

"Sure. Trick is to be bett'r than the rest." He pulled out the dolphin photo again. "And there's no way any normal human can take a photo from that angle."

Brianna thought about Grissom's words for a moment. "Griss...you have any books on photography?"

"I think I have one or two in the library. I'm sure Phil has some too."

Brianna nodded. "Do you think...do you think I can borrow the camera again? Like...maybe tomorrow?"