Disclaimer - I don't own any of these characters, including Tim Speedle,
but hey a girl can dream, can't she?
Pairings - Since I personally can't picture Speed with any of the women on the show, I had to create one just for him.
Rating - PG for now, there's a little boy involved.
Summary - I just couldn't leave it like that.
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Five years in the future..
Tim Speedle eased his wife's SUV into a spot near the hospital entrance and cut the ignition. He turned to a young blonde headed boy sitting next to him and smiled. "You ready for this, sport?"
"Yeah, Dad. Let's do it." The boy leaned over and gave his father a high five.
Tim laughed as he opened the driver side door and got out of the vehicle. He set the alarm and crossed to where his son was standing at the back bumper of the vehicle. He ruffled the boy's hair as they walked toward the hospital entrance, pausing to let the automatic doors slide open.
They took the elevator to the fourth floor. Tim could feel his son's nerves growing as they neared the nurse's station. "Hi, Tim," the nurse said, leaning over the desk to get a look at the young man standing next to Tim, "this must be Ben." He blushed, grinning from ear to ear and nodding. "Go right in, guys." She pushed a button on her desk and a security door popped open. Tim grabbed it and held it open for his son. "This way," he pointed down the hall. "Room 410."
"Momma?" the young boy said as he pushed the door open, "can I come in?" he asked quietly.
Jennifer was sitting in the hospital bed with her arm propped up, caressing a nursing infant. She smiled brightly as they entered. "You better," she said sweetly. "Get over here and meet your sister."
The blonde paused for a moment to kiss Jennifer on the cheek before climbing in the bed with them. He leaned over and kissed the tiny baby. "Hi, Becca. I'm your big brother Ben."
Rebecca Maria Speedle sensed her brother's presence and turned her little face toward him. He reached down and touched her hand. Becca wrapped her entire fist around Ben's little finger. "She's so little," he said with amazement.
"For now, one of these days, she'll be beating you up."
Ben rolled his eyes at the suggestion "I'm nine years older, Mom. I'll always be bigger than her."
"Yeah, like size has stopped me beating up on Uncle John."
"Well, that's different," he said with a grin, "Uncle John always deserves it."
"Excellent point, son," she said, running a hand through his hair, "How was school today?"
Ben curled up next to his mother's shoulder and laid his head on the pillow next to her. "Fine, I got an A on my science test."
Jennifer kissed the top of his head. Tim said proudly, "That's my boy."
"Maria?" Ben said curiously, picking up Rebecca's birth certificate, which was lying on the table next to Jennifer's bed. "Is that for my mother?"
"Sure is. Without Maria, we wouldn't have you, and without you, who knows if we would have had Rebecca."
"That's cool."
"Thought you might like that."
Tim looked up from the recliner at his family, and realized that he should be having warm and fuzzy thoughts about his wife, his son and his new daughter. But all he could think about was food. Jennifer had gone into labor at eleven o'clock last night. After getting Ben up, they'd dropped him off at Calleigh and Horatio's and headed for the hospital. Now seventeen hours later, Tim realized he hadn't eaten since yesterday at dinner.
"Can you eat, Jen?" he said more brusquely than he'd intended, but he continued, "Cause I've been trying to do the supportive husband thing and not eat until you could, but I just realized I'm starving."
Jennifer began laughing and looked at Tim coyly, "I ate while you were gone picking Ben up from school."
"Nice," he said sarcastically. "That's nice." He rose from the recliner and started toward the door.
Ben joined his mother's laughter and said, "He wouldn't even stop and get me anything."
Jennifer looked lovingly at her husband and said quietly, "That's because Dad is a wonderful guy."
"Yes I am," Tim said defensively, crossing to kiss his wife gently.
"And because he feels guilty that I had to do all the work." Jennifer turned and made a face at Ben, who burst out laughing again.
"Funny. You two are hilarious," he said as mother and son collapsed with laughter, disturbing Becca, who'd just drifted off to sleep. "I'm going to the cafeteria to pray that maybe at least my daughter will be on my side."
Tim shut the door to Jennifer's hospital room and leaned against it for moment, remembering the day that had started it all - a simple morning in a Laundromat that had changed their lives forever. He touched his right hand to his heart and looked to heaven. "Thank you," he said under his breath; then started down the hall to the cafeteria.
Pairings - Since I personally can't picture Speed with any of the women on the show, I had to create one just for him.
Rating - PG for now, there's a little boy involved.
Summary - I just couldn't leave it like that.
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Five years in the future..
Tim Speedle eased his wife's SUV into a spot near the hospital entrance and cut the ignition. He turned to a young blonde headed boy sitting next to him and smiled. "You ready for this, sport?"
"Yeah, Dad. Let's do it." The boy leaned over and gave his father a high five.
Tim laughed as he opened the driver side door and got out of the vehicle. He set the alarm and crossed to where his son was standing at the back bumper of the vehicle. He ruffled the boy's hair as they walked toward the hospital entrance, pausing to let the automatic doors slide open.
They took the elevator to the fourth floor. Tim could feel his son's nerves growing as they neared the nurse's station. "Hi, Tim," the nurse said, leaning over the desk to get a look at the young man standing next to Tim, "this must be Ben." He blushed, grinning from ear to ear and nodding. "Go right in, guys." She pushed a button on her desk and a security door popped open. Tim grabbed it and held it open for his son. "This way," he pointed down the hall. "Room 410."
"Momma?" the young boy said as he pushed the door open, "can I come in?" he asked quietly.
Jennifer was sitting in the hospital bed with her arm propped up, caressing a nursing infant. She smiled brightly as they entered. "You better," she said sweetly. "Get over here and meet your sister."
The blonde paused for a moment to kiss Jennifer on the cheek before climbing in the bed with them. He leaned over and kissed the tiny baby. "Hi, Becca. I'm your big brother Ben."
Rebecca Maria Speedle sensed her brother's presence and turned her little face toward him. He reached down and touched her hand. Becca wrapped her entire fist around Ben's little finger. "She's so little," he said with amazement.
"For now, one of these days, she'll be beating you up."
Ben rolled his eyes at the suggestion "I'm nine years older, Mom. I'll always be bigger than her."
"Yeah, like size has stopped me beating up on Uncle John."
"Well, that's different," he said with a grin, "Uncle John always deserves it."
"Excellent point, son," she said, running a hand through his hair, "How was school today?"
Ben curled up next to his mother's shoulder and laid his head on the pillow next to her. "Fine, I got an A on my science test."
Jennifer kissed the top of his head. Tim said proudly, "That's my boy."
"Maria?" Ben said curiously, picking up Rebecca's birth certificate, which was lying on the table next to Jennifer's bed. "Is that for my mother?"
"Sure is. Without Maria, we wouldn't have you, and without you, who knows if we would have had Rebecca."
"That's cool."
"Thought you might like that."
Tim looked up from the recliner at his family, and realized that he should be having warm and fuzzy thoughts about his wife, his son and his new daughter. But all he could think about was food. Jennifer had gone into labor at eleven o'clock last night. After getting Ben up, they'd dropped him off at Calleigh and Horatio's and headed for the hospital. Now seventeen hours later, Tim realized he hadn't eaten since yesterday at dinner.
"Can you eat, Jen?" he said more brusquely than he'd intended, but he continued, "Cause I've been trying to do the supportive husband thing and not eat until you could, but I just realized I'm starving."
Jennifer began laughing and looked at Tim coyly, "I ate while you were gone picking Ben up from school."
"Nice," he said sarcastically. "That's nice." He rose from the recliner and started toward the door.
Ben joined his mother's laughter and said, "He wouldn't even stop and get me anything."
Jennifer looked lovingly at her husband and said quietly, "That's because Dad is a wonderful guy."
"Yes I am," Tim said defensively, crossing to kiss his wife gently.
"And because he feels guilty that I had to do all the work." Jennifer turned and made a face at Ben, who burst out laughing again.
"Funny. You two are hilarious," he said as mother and son collapsed with laughter, disturbing Becca, who'd just drifted off to sleep. "I'm going to the cafeteria to pray that maybe at least my daughter will be on my side."
Tim shut the door to Jennifer's hospital room and leaned against it for moment, remembering the day that had started it all - a simple morning in a Laundromat that had changed their lives forever. He touched his right hand to his heart and looked to heaven. "Thank you," he said under his breath; then started down the hall to the cafeteria.