This chapter is mostly plot development and background. Since we know very little about Jordan's mother in DV (heck, we don't know much about Jordan), I made up the history between her and Billy.

PG-13...Rating change, due to implications of rape (I may be overly cautious, but better safe than sorry, right? )

"I want you to know," Calleigh said as she took her seat opposite Billy, "that you are not a formal suspect at this time, but I need some information."

"I'll do whatever I need to."

"Okay, what was your relationship with Jordan's mother?"

Billy sighed and sat back in his chair.

"We met during my first year of residency. She came into the emergency room with a laceration of her hand. I stitched it up, and then went home with her. We saw each other off and on for a while after that, and then...nothing. Next time I we saw one another, she was about seven months pregnant..."

"I hate to ask this, but you know for a fact that Jordan is yours?"

The doctor glared at the CSI.

"Yes," he said sternly. "We did the testing. I can have the paperwork sent..."

"We can check that out, but I believe you."

He said nothing, but his deep blue eyes thanked her for her trust.

"Did you see her often?"

"Who? Jordan or..."

"Both."

"I rarely saw her mother. We talked on the phone every few weeks, but mostly I talk to Jordan herself. I get to see her three or four times a year, usually."

"Okay. Can you tell me where you were and what you were doing last night?"

"I was working in my office. I was called down to the casino to check on a guest, and then the floor manager told me that one of the showgirls took a spill, so I got her back up to my office and stitched her head laceration."

Calleigh looked at Billy as if he had grown another head.

"What kind of doctor are you?" she asked.

He chuckled a bit as he realized how strange that would sound to someone who had no knowledge of his situation.

"Sorry. I should explain. I am the house doctor at the Metro Hotel and Casino. My best friend opened the place a while back, and I was at...at a crossroads in my career, and he offered me office space and a place to live."

"Okay. That makes more sense. I'm going to make some calls and verify that, if you don't mind. I...I hope it won't be too much trouble, but we won't be releasing the body for a few more days, and we still need to get more information from your daughter but we don't want to pressure her too much. Could you stick around a while? We can get you a hotel."

"Yeah, sure. As long as you need."

"Great..." she paused and chose her next words carefully. "I hope you don't mind me saying so, but you've got a pretty great kid."

"I can't take any of the credit."

"Still...you should be proud of her. She's been very brave."

He smiled across the table, and then leaned forward and put his head in his hands. Calleigh recognized the look on his face as the same one that many people she question get when the reality of the situation finally hits.

"How am I going to do this? I can't be a full time dad. Hell, I'm not even a very good part-time dad. I live in a casino. This...this is not the way that this is supposed to happen. I can't raise her like she needs to be raised."

"Sure you can. You're doing better than a lot of fathers would be in your situation. All you have to do is love her, and I can tell that you already love her more than anything in this world. You'll be fine."

Another smile passed between the two, and Calleigh stood to exit the room.

"I'm going to make some calls, and get you two into a hotel. There is some paperwork I need you to fill out, but you can go sit with Jordan, and I'll bring it to you."

"Okay."

"I do appreciate your cooperation, Dr. Grant."

"Billy."

She nodded slowly. "Billy."

One more smile and she turned away, and he followed her to the lounge where his daughter was sound asleep.

"I'll be back in a little while."

She left them there, Janice following her out.

"How is she?"

"She fell asleep as soon as she got her head on the pillow. Exhaustion."

"Yeah."

She glanced into the room through the window, and saw that Billy had moved the little girl off the sofa and into his lap. He was holding onto her like he would never let go. She turned back to the social worker.

"Thanks for your help, Janice."

"Anytime, Calleigh."

She left the CSI standing alone in the hallway. Another deep breath, and she turned only to find Alexx standing right behind her.

"That the father?"

"Yes."

"No wonder the girl's so cute."

"Alexx!"

"Sorry. I got the official report back on the mother, and I thought you might want to take a look."

The ME handed her the report.

"Oh God."

"Yeah. It wasn't enough that he killed her."

"Damn. Its no wonder why Jordan blocked out the memories of the actual attack."

"Horatio said that she wouldn't talk to any men. Do you think that's why?"

"I wouldn't doubt it."

"You don't think the child was..."

"No, the paramedics checked her out pretty thoroughly. But it was probably just as traumatic for her seeing it happen to her mother. I'll talk to Billy after we get them settled into a hotel for the night. They are going to stay a few days 'til we get this thing figured out."

Alexx stared at her for a minute longer than Calleigh was comfortable with.

"What?"

"'Billy?'"

"Huh?"

"You called him 'Billy'."

"He told me to."

"Uh huh."

"Alexx. Don't look at me that way."

"Just don't get too close, Cal."

The blonde just stood there, mouth wide in disbelief at what her co-worker just implied.

Alexx just gave her a look of warning and turned and walked away.

"Calleigh."

"Oh, Horatio. I was just coming to find you. Dead end with Jordan's father. I just verified with his boss, and had someone at the Vegas Crime Lab check out the surveillance from the hotel. Nothing out of the ordinary. He was there and nothing seemed suspicious."

"Yeah, I know. We've got a lead on the boyfriend, Bobby Brookline. Eric and I are headed out to pick him up. You got Dr. Grant and Jordan a place to stay the night?"

"Yeah."

"Why don't you take off, since you've already worked almost a double shift."

"I'm going to make sure that they get to their hotel, and then I am going home."

"You have the weekend off?"

"First time in two months."

"Get some sleep," Horatio ordered, as he rounded the corner to meet up with Delko.