Disclaimer: I own anyone you don't recognize. Everyone else belongs to Anthony Zuiker.

A/N: My math totally sucks right now as I begin to write future chapters for this. Right now Tim and Calleigh are 30. We know that they've worked together for a while so we'll say that they've been married for three years already so that would make them 27 when they got married. This all obviously took place before the series premiere. A/U I know. But then again so are all of my other stories. So in my mind, CSI: Miami is totally different for the past three seasons.

S/C-------

Tim pulled his Tahoe into the hotel parking lot and turned the ignition off.

"When we go in, I'll check in. Just stay with Abbie." Calleigh said.

"Why can't I go get the key?" Tim asked.

"Because you're very stressed about your little lecture and you can snap at people when you're stressed."

"Oh."

"Yeah." Calleigh smiled and leaned over. Tim met her half way and their lips connected. For a second everything stopped and Tim wound a hand through Calleigh's hair. She fumbled with her seatbelt to try and get closer to him. But of course, something went wrong. Two-year-old Abbie Speedle tossed her sippy cup at Daddy's head. Tim tried to ignore the searing pain in his head but Calleigh pushed him away. He sighed and turned around.

"Was that nice?"

Abbie just smiled, knowing her father couldn't resist her smile. Tim shook his head and got out of the car. Calleigh smiled and got out, opening Abbie's door. She leaned over, kissing her nose lightly, making Abbie giggle as she unbuckled her seatbelt. Tim lifted her out of the car seat and cradled her in the crook of his arm as Calleigh grabbed a few things.

"Daddy mad?" Abbie asked, looking up at Tim. He smiled and shook his head.

"Me be mad at you? Never." he tickled her tummy, making her squirm in his grasp.

"Stop!"

"Stop?"

Abbie nodded and Tim kissed her cheek as he lifted her over his shoulder.

"Deko! Deko! Deko!" she squealed, beating on Tim's back with her tiny fists. Tim glanced behind him and saw Eric walking up.

"Hey!" he grinned. "Abbie, my favorite angel."

Abbie giggled as Eric kissed her forehead.

"Where's Horatio?" Calleigh asked, peering up at her friend with sunglass-clad eyes.

"I called him in the car. He got stuck in traffic. Not surprised. Traffic's a bitch during the summer."

"Eric!" Calleigh slapped his arm.

"What?"

"I don't need her talking like you! You're her uncle and she looks up to you."

"You never heard that word Abbie." Eric grinned. "Got it?"

"Got it." she repeated. The three friends started walking into the hotel.

"I really don't want to sit in this conference." Eric complained.

"None of us do." Tim said, wincing slightly. "Abbie, haven't you done enough damage to Daddy's head?"

She smiled sheepishly and released Tim's unruly hair from her hand.

"Sowwy."

"I'm not happy but I'm not mad either."

"Alright I'm gonna check-in." Calleigh drawled. "You two okay with her?"

"I gotta check-in so Speed's on his own." Eric said.

"Tim, do you have her?"

"Baby, you make it sound like I've never watched her before!"

"No... it's not that. Have you seen how crowded this place is? I don't want something to happen to her."

"I won't let her out of my sight." Tim promised, kissing Calleigh lightly. "Stop worrying."

She opened her mouth to protest but nodded, knowing she could trust her husband. Calleigh shot him one last look and walked over to the front desk.

"Tim?"

He turned around and smiled brightly.

"Catherine Willows, I figured I'd bump into you."

"Yes. Who's this pretty little girl?" Catherine asked, smiling at Abbie.

"This is Abbie, my daughter. Angel, this is one of Daddy's friends, Catherine."

"Cafwin?"

"Close enough." she laughed. "I didn't know you had a daughter."

"Yeah. Two years now." Tim smiled. "We just... didn't have time to talk on your last visit."

"Yeah. Is anyone else from the team here?"

"Like a certain Lt of mine?" Tim teased. Catherine blushed. "He's stuck in traffic. Delko and Calleigh are here though."

"Oh. I'm sure I'll see them. Warrick is around somewhere. Grissom talked me in to taking him to Florida again. Said the same thing, 'Don't think Warrick's ever been to Florida.' Said, 'Gil, he was there six months ago.' Warrick needed a break though."

Tim laughed.

"I'll find him. He owes me some money." he smirked.

"Warrick owes everyone money. It was good talking to you Tim and it was a pleasure meeting you Abbie."

"Bye!" she waved brightly. Catherine smiled and walked off.

"Speedle!"

"Brown! Hand over 50 bucks before I forget." he grinned. "Nice seeing you man."

"Thought you'd forget." Warrick muttered, pulling out his wallet. "Hey, who's this?"

"My kid, Abbie. This is Warrick."

"War." Abbie repeated.

"Close enough. My nickname to some people." Warrick smiled. "She's cute."

"Thanks."

Abbie squirmed in Tim's arms as he and Warrick began talking.

"Daddy, down!"

"No, Abbie I can't put you down."

"Down!"

Tim rolled his eyes up at Warrick, who snickered.

"Alright but hold my hand."

Abbie wobbled on her feet for a moment but grabbed Tim's hand. She quickly got bored and looked around.

"Fishies." she smiled, looking up at Tim. He was deep in conversation with Warrick, the two of them laughing about something. Abbie let go of Tim's hand and he crossed his arm's over his chest, nodding.

S/C-----

"...so I said, 'Nicky, you're not too smooth with the ladies anymore huh?'" Warrick laughed. Tim snickered.

"That's the way Eric is." he nodded. "Honey!"

Calleigh walked over and smiled.

"Hi Warrick!"

"Calleigh, hey! Honey, so uh... is something going on?"

"Going on three years." Calleigh replied, holding out her left hand.

"Didn't notice that the last time." Warrick whistled when he saw the diamond.

"I was having them cleaned. They weren't as sparkly." she winked. "Tim, where's Abbie?"

"Ri..." Tim glanced down to where his hand was resting on his hip lightly. "Abbie!"

"You lost her?"

"I didn't lose her! I was holding her hand and she must've walked off!"

"Meaning you lost her!" Calleigh exclaimed.