Disclaimer: CSI: Miami and its characters belong to Jerry Bruckheimer, not me.

A/N: Here is my latest fanfic, a one-shot that popped into my head at work the other day. I was thinking about the future of our CSI: Miami characters after having watched an old episode a few days prior and here is the end result. This story is set thirty years into the future and takes a look into Calleigh and Ryan's lives then, as retired grandparents celebrating their thirtieth anniversary and reminiscing about the past. Enjoy!

Thirty Wonderful Years

A gentle summer breeze billows over the wicker table, slightly ruffling the newspaper set upon it. Noticing this, Ryan sets his empty glass down on it to prevent it from getting away. He is sitting on the old wooden swing attached the ceiling of he and Calleigh's front porch. It is just after three-thirty on the Sunday of their thirtieth wedding anniversary. They have a little time before they have to meet all their family and friends for a dinner cruise to celebrate this occasion. Calleigh emerges from the house carrying a large leather bound photo album. She sits beside Ryan on the swing.

"Look what I made babe."

"Wow. You finally got all the photos organized and into one album? That had to be a job" Ryan says.

"Yeah it was, but it was one well-worth it. You wanna see?" she asks.

"Of course I do."

Calleigh opens the album to the first page. There is a picture of her and Ryan in front of a Ferris wheel. They are many years younger than now.

"Our first date to the Florida State Fair. That was thirty years ago. Can you believe it's been that long Calleigh?"

"I know. Time flew by in those wonderful years. Wouldn't you say so babe?"

"Most definitely. And here's to thirty more" Ryan says then kisses his wife sweetly.

They continue on looking at more photos, each recalling a wonderful memory of its own. Calleigh stops on one of everyone in the lab gathered in front of a very large and well decorated Christmas tree. They are all wearing red and/or green, and Horatio's giving Eric bunny ears, unbeknownst to him.

"Ha, the famous lab Christmas party where everyone found out we were together because you couldn't keep your hands to yourself Mr. Wolfe" Calleigh says teasingly.

"Well, Mrs. Wolfe how could I not with that red dress you were wearing?"

"I can still wear that dress you know. And I still look good."

"Oh, I'm not doubting that one bit Calleigh" Ryan adds giving her the once over with his eyes while she strikes a pose.

Both are thirty years older now, yet the only way to tell their exact ages' to look at their driver's licenses. Calleigh still has that lustrous golden hair that comes halfway down her back. Her emerald eyes still have that radiant sparkle, and her porcelain skin wears very few worry lines for her age. Ryan's hair now sports a few random grays from the stresses of their job along with parenthood. His physique is still pretty well, despite an ominous scar along his abdomen from the one very close call which gave Calleigh all her worry lines.

"Oh Ryan, here's our wedding day. This' my absolute favorite picture."

They are descending steps of the church having just thrown the doors open in their escape to Horatio's awaiting Hummer. All their friends and family are on either side of them, cheering and throwing rice. Yet, as they make the mad dash down the walk, Calleigh and Ryan's faces are turned towards each other; they look into each other's eyes with all the love in the world.

"You made me the happiest man alive that day Cal. This' my favorite photo too."

Ryan takes her hand. For a moment they gaze at each other just like in the photo before them.

"Hey, here's you with Tim about an hour after he was born."

"Man, even then he looked like you. I hope he makes it today Ryan. I really do."

"Don't worry Cal. I talked to him first thing this morning. He'll be here."

"Great. I can't wait to see him. Oh, here are us with Sarah, then with Elliot as newborns. They grow up too fast."

"Yeah grandma." Ryan snickers.

"The kids with my dad. Just before…"

"He's still with us Calleigh. Always will be."

Ryan puts his arm around her. She still gets emotional when she sees photos of her dad since they were all each other had for most of her life. Now, he turns the page, gently as to not disturb her work. The second photo on the page is of him, Calleigh, Eric, and Natalia on their wedding day. All four are wearing silly expressions on their faces. Horatio took the shot after they'd had a few.

"It'll be twenty-five years for Eric and Natalia next month. Geez, we've known each other a long time" Ryan says, shaking his head.

"And so well." Calleigh adds

"I'll say. Once upon a time Eric and I couldn't stand each other. Now, thanks to Sarah and their Matthew, we're in-laws."

"Our lab was one Jerry Springer episode right after another."

Both share a laugh as they flip through more pages. Calleigh stops and turns her head towards the house for a second. She shushes Ryan when she does.

"There's the phone. Be right back" she says then disappears into the house.

For a moment, Ryan is alone with his thoughts. He stares out at the quiet street before him. Never in a million years would he trade the last thirty years for anything in the world, even with all the times that were too close for comfort. Absentmindedly he runs his hand over the spot where the scar is. He nearly lost his life that day, but still he wouldn't trade any of it in.

Out of nowhere, a dark blue truck rumbles down the street toward Ryan and Calleigh's house. It pulls up to the curb and parks. Immediately, Ryan is on his feet and calling for his wife.

"What is it Ryan?" Calleigh asks curiously re-appearing on the porch.

"Sweetie look" Ryan answers, pointing at the truck.

Just then, a much younger version of Ryan dressed in dark jeans, a black button down shirt with wildly spiked hair exits the Chevy. He strides up the walk towards the house. Calleigh bolts down the front steps towards him then throws her arms around him.

"Timmy my baby boy! I'm so glad to see you! I missed you so much!"

"I know! I missed you guys too! I drove for three straight days just to be here now. I wouldn't miss your thirtieth anniversary for anything!"

"Son, it means the world to us that you came. I missed you too."

Now Ryan hugs his oldest son.

"So Tim what's this big news you said you'd only tell us in person?" Ryan asks.

"Well Dad, Mom, the day I left L.A. my band and I had an important meeting with the executives of Arista records. They totally loved our demo! They signed us and when I get back we're recording our first c.d.!"

"Oh son that's amazing news! I am so proud of you!"

"Me too sweetie! We always knew you would reach your dream! Oh! But guys, that was Sarah on the phone. They have a surprise for us before the dinner cruise. So we better get headed on down to the port."

"Well then, let's go. I'll drive" Ryan says motioning everyone towards the driveway.

While Calleigh and Tim reach the car, Ryan puts the album in the house and locks it up then jogs back over to his car. Tim climbs into the back seat as Ryan opens the door for Calleigh.

"Happy Thirtieth Anniversary Calleigh. I love you."

"Happy Thirtieth Anniversary to you too Ryan. I love you too babe."

Ryan shuts her door, gets in himself then they are off towards their celebration.

THE END

A/N: Well, this oneshot is screaming for me to turn it into a multi-chapter fic. What do you guys think? Reviews welcome and much appreciated! And if anyone has a suggestion for a better title let me know. Thanks!