Disclaimer: I own anything familiar. I don't own anything else... not even the sexy Tim Speedle... hehe. Man if I owned CSI: Miami he wouldn't be dead now even though Rory Cochrane did leave the show... he'd be at my house... ;)

A/N: This is will be A/U.

Prologue

Calleigh hit the alarm clock as it went off and rolled into Speed's chest.

"Damn thing never stops." She mumbled.

"Good morning to you too." Speed smiled, kissing the top of her head.

"Good morning is an oxymoron." Calleigh muttered. "Do we have to go to work today?"

"Yes we do. Have to catch the bad guys." Speed replied.

"Let someone else do it." Calleigh grumbled.

"I love you too." Speed muttered and Calleigh's lips pressed against his. In a few seconds Calleigh was on top of Speed and she smiled down at him. "Is good morning still an oxymoron?"

"You make every morning good." Calleigh said, kissing him again. She rolled off him and walked into the bathroom.

"You make every day good." Speed called. Calleigh laughed quietly and got in the shower.

"You used my light!" Calleigh exclaimed. Eric snickered.

"I used it but then I put it back." Speed said, hoping she wouldn't be mad at him.

"Yeah but you didn't recharge it. I was at the scene and it flatlined!" Calleigh said.

"I love you." Speed said. Calleigh groaned and walked out of the room.

"Be happy the two of you aren't married." Eric said. "You'd be sleeping on the couch."

"We do live together Delko. I'll still be sleeping on the couch tonight." Speed said. "And as for being married..."

He pulled a box out of his pocket and handed it over to Eric.

"Oh Tim... I don't know what to say." He said. Speed blinked. "It's a pretty box."

"Are you pretending to be stupid?" Speed asked. "I'm going to ask Calleigh to marry me tonight."

"You won't be sleeping on the couch then." Eric smirked. "You'll be sleeping good tonight."

Speed rolled his eyes.

"Is that all you think about?"

"Yes."

"You know one day you'll need something with doors." Horatio said.

"I've got plenty of time for that." Speed said and the two CSIs walked into the jewelry store. Horatio talked to the owner for a few minutes and Speed noticed the guy under the table. Slowly pulling out his gun, Horatio finally saw what was going on.

"Speed..."

The guy came out from under the table, a gun in front of him. Speed took a shot but the gun didn't fire. Glancing down on it, the next thing Speed knew he was on his back, bleeding. Horatio started firing and kneeled next to Speed.

"Speed, hang on." He said, pulling out a handkerchief.

"You're going to be okay." Horatio said. Speed's breathing became shallower and then just stopped all together. Outside the jewelry shop a lonely figure let a tear slide down his cheek and walked away.