Liam leads everyone to his lab bench as he explains that he recovered DNA from the Jane Doe skeleton -- clean samples from the molar and femur segment David cut out, but the DNA from the pelvic sample had foreign DNA from a male who happened to share 13 alleles with Jane Doe. Catherine points out that's only possible if the male happened to be either a father or a son; Gil recalls that the woman's pelvic bones indicate that she never gave birth. Catherine figures it was the father then, and Liam asks, "Okay, so how'd it get there? The tissue was from inside the pelvis. So even if Daddy's blood or semen got on her clothes or skin, it never would have survived being in the ground all that time." Gil figures there's got to be an additional biological source.
Hey, do y'all remember how back in Season One, when the CSIs want to put a face to a skeleton, they brought in the forensic reconstruction artist and she explained how she did her work? Well, apparently nobody felt like seeing if Pamela Gidley had some space in her schedule, because now Archie the A/V tech and Nicky are busy doing lame-ass computer-generated reconstructions.
Back at Walter's Hostile Hostel, Warrick is busy taking pictures of Walter's detritus-filled rooms and wondering why Walter couldn't have been a minimalist. We see the items that will fit into the rest of the plot: a typewriter, a printer, and a big, fist-sized crater in the wall. Warrick opens a box and pulls out a length of leopard-patterned cloth, and then a gauzy scarf, and finally, a baseball cap that just happens to have a few blond hairs stuck on the inside. Big break of big breaks, they've also got the skin tags attached. To signify how truly momentous this occasion is, the thundering background music comes to a dramatic halt, then segues into "Poignant Prelude #4."
Back at the lab, Nicky and Archie are whipping up a facial reconstruction of one hot Nordic mama -- at least, if the look Nicky's giving her is any indication, she's alluring. Or perhaps Nicky's so unsure what to do with real girls, he's settled for having Archie whip up reconstructions for him to practice his small talk on, and he's confused this with his off-hours.
Catherine goes through a hotel room and finds a packed suitcase. There's a faded photo of a very young-looking, extremely pregnant blonde and her husband. The photo's ripped in half. Ah-ha-ha. I've been there. With the ripped photos, I mean. Catherine calls Warrick's name to show him the maternity clothing. Warrick reads the inscription on the back of the photo: "And baby makes three. Love, Sean." Catherine finds a wallet, and we learn that the dead woman is one