A/N: I'm so in the mood for some Speed/Calleigh action that I decided to write in a little missing scene fic for my next chapter. This scene may or may not be believable to some of you but since it's my fic and this is what I wish would happen on the show I'm making it happen here!

He tried not to look at her as they watched the tape. The close proximity of her body to his was driving him crazy as he watched the couple onscreen. Lucky for him they were in a room with glass walls, not to mention the fact that several of their colleagues had heard about what they were doing and couldn't resist trying to sneak a peak.

The tape was incredibly erotic and watching it with her was almost painful for him. He wanted to reach over, run his hand over her thigh, pull her into his arms and feel her body and lips against his own.

He did pretty well though, turning away from time to time and just trying to focus on the outside sounds rather than the moaning coming from the small television set.

Then there was Calleigh's comment about yoga and he couldn't help but wonder if her observation came from personal experience. The fact that John Hagen likely knew the answer to that while he could only imagine kind of pissed him off.

Calleigh took the whole thing in stride, though she was blushing as they walked outside together and Tim thought she looked truly ravishing. She smirked at him as they climbed into the Hummer.

"What?" He asked her, thinking she looked a bit embarrassed as she looked at him.

"Nothing." Calleigh looked out the window as Speed drove out of the parking lot. "It's just that I can't believe some of the stuff we do at work. I mean, how many people sit around watching stuff like that and getting paid for it?" She laughed and Speed nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, well. We're just lucky I guess."

They chatted about the case most of the way there but Speed couldn't get that one nagging question to leave him be.

He parked the Hummer on the side of the road near the video couple's home and looked over at her, narrowing his eyes and trying to work up the nerve to ask her.

"What is it?" She asked him with raised eyebrows, pushing her sunglasses to the top of her head.

"So are you into yoga or something Calleigh?" Calleigh laughed out loud at his question and Speed smiled suggestively at her.

"Come on, you can tell me. Your comment got me more than a little curious."

"I'm definitely into yoga." Calleigh said, the laughter gone from her expression. Speed couldn't read her right now, she didn't look upset but there was something in her eyes he'd never seen before.

"You should give it a try sometime, Tim."

"Exactly how flexible are you from yoga?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" She leaned closer to him as she said it, her body inches away from him.

His eyes traveled from her eyes to her lips and before he realized what he was doing he had pulled her into his lap and he was kissing her lips hungrily.

To his surprise she was kissing him back with equal passion.

The kiss was like no other, it was like all of those cliched lines he'd ever heard about finding your soul mate. It was like coming home and Tim didn't ever want it to end.

Calleigh's mind was a fog, she felt like she was having a wonderful dream she never wanted to wake up from. Speed broke away from her lips to kiss a trail down to her neck. She moaned as he nibbled and licked her clavicle---forgetting for a moment where they were and what they were supposed to be doing.

Reality dawned on her as his kisses went lower and his tongue reached the top of her cleavage. It felt so good but she couldn't do this.

"Please stop, Tim." She cupped his face in her hands and he rose up to face her.

"Holy shit, Calleigh. I can't believe we did this." Tim looked as stunned as she felt.

"I know. We just can't do this. Especially now." Tim considered the meaning behind that last sentence as Calleigh moved back over to her side of the vehicle.

They were both involved with other people now and they were also supposed to be working right now. The Hummer was parked so close to the scene of the kidnapping that anyone could have walked by and seen the two of them.

"I know, Calleigh. I don't know what came over me. Sorry."

"No, Tim. Don't be sorry. We'll just blame it on the tape, okay?"

"Okay." Speed agreed, as they both disembarked from the vehicle. He knew it was a lame excuse but he also knew he couldn't admit that for him, the reason was a lot more meaningful than being turned on by a video.

"Calleigh?"

"Yeah?"

"Why didn't we ever do that before? I mean, when we were both single." He was thinking of the new woman in his life.

They weren't in a serious relationship by any means but she certainly wouldn't be happy to know that he was kissing someone else when she thought she was the only one in his thoughts.

He was leading her on and felt like a complete ass.

The truth was, he wouldn't take back the kiss he had just shared with Calleigh for anything. He wondered if she was thinking of John and if he was the reason she'd pulled away.

"I don't know, Tim." She said, looking at him through the sunglasses she'd pulled back on. "Like I said, we'll blame it on the tape. No regrets. I mean, porn is an aphrodisiac, everyone knows that." She smiled coyly at him and he couldn't help but smile back.

She had enjoyed the stolen moment just as much as he had but she felt guilty beyond words for giving into the feelings she'd kept a handle on for so long.

The most amazing thing for her had been the passion she'd felt coming from Speed when they'd kissed. She'd never experienced that before and it made her realize something else that was missing in her relationship with John.

Sex with him was always satisfying but the passion she'd felt from simply kissing Speed had been ten times more powerful than anything she'd ever felt with John. That thought made her a bit sad but she brushed it aside.

Now just wasn't the time to be thinking about the lack of passion in her love life. Her encounter with Speed had just been a slip-up, the result of two consenting adults who were already attracted to each other being overly stimulated by an erotic video.

Calleigh refused to admit that it was anything more than that.

"You're right. Let's just pretend it never happened and move on, okay?"

"You got it." They switched gears, having quickly found the pothole that the car on the tape must have bottomed out on.

There was a kidnapper and possible murderer of young girls out there and catching him was a lot more important than the possible consequences of making out in the company vehicle.

They hadn't been caught though, and Calleigh knew that what had happened could never happen again so she had nothing to worry about.

Of course, thinking that way didn't make the knowledge that she'd never be able to feel Tim's soft lips against hers again any easier.

But this is the way things were supposed to be and she would have to live with that.

Tim Speedle was just not hers to have....

TBC...