1"Where's Rachel?" Tim asked a few days later.
"She left early this morning, said something about meeting Delko for breakfast." Calleigh replied.
"Dada!" Katie smiled, jolting her father out of his thoughts.
"How'd she leave?"
"She walked."
"Delko didn't pick her up?"
"Dada!" Katie was getting annoyed that Tim was not giving her any attention.
"No. Tim, what's wrong?" Calleigh asked. He ignored her as he grabbed the phone and dialed Rachel's cell phone. It went straight to the answering machine. Next he tried Eric's cell phone but it was busy. Tim's cell phone went off and he grabbed it off the counter.
"Rachel?"
"No. Horatio. Speed we've got a body out in the woods. Meet me there."
Tim hung up without another word and grabbed his keys.
"Tim, where are you going?" Calleigh asked.
"Body."
"Oh. I guess I'll meet you over there."
"Yeah."
-S/C-
Tim pulled up the same time as a very happy Eric.
"Where's my sister?"
"Back at your house."
"Didn't have the decency to pick her up?" Tim teased.
"Didn't know what her big brother would do to me. How'd you find out?" Eric replied.
"Oh I don't know. You pulled into my driveway last night and Rachel got out besides the um... trying to start something in the parking garage is not a good thing to do."
Eric turned bright red.
"Oh. Um... Speed?"
"Yeah? Wait hold on. H!"
Horatio turned and beckoned them over.
"I got called to another scene. I want you guys to stay here." he said. "Alexx just left with the body."
"Okay." they muttered. Horatio nodded and walked off.
"So what did you have to say before?" Tim asked. Eric resembled a deer caught in the headlights.
"Um... what... uh... what would uh..."
"Spit it out Delko."
"I asked Rachel to marry me." he said in one breath, making sure Tim didn't understand him. But he did and dropped the very expensive camera he was holding.
"What'd she say?"
"Are you mad about this?" Eric asked, slowly backing off. He didn't think his best friend would actually kill him but then again this was his little sister they were talking about.
"Mad? Delko, I'm about three seconds away from chucking this camera at your head."
Eric's eyes widened.
"Speed, I love her. I really do. Its not like some girl I pick up on the streets after a night at a club." he said quickly. Tim snickered. "And I promise that I uh... will take care of... shouldn't I be saying this to your father?"
"If you can manage to live past me you have nothing to worry about with my father." he grinned. "I don't know why you'd want to join my family but okay. Congratulations. Hey, we'll be family now."
"Oh God... I want that ring back." Eric joked. Tim smirked.
-S/C-
When Tim and Eric entered Tim's house that night, all they wanted to do was crash on the couch and watch the baseball game. Was that so hard to ask for? Yes. Rachel and Calleigh had already claimed the couch and were going through hundreds, well not maybe hundreds but that's what it looked like to the guys, of magazines and were giggling like insane people.
"Yeah. We're just going to watch the game." Tim said slowly, slipping into the tiny space between Calleigh and the arm of the couch. Eric did the same on the other side of Rachel. "Where's the remote?"
His sister and wife chose to ignore him.
"Cal?"
"Hmm?"
"Where's the remote?"
"I don't know! Don't bug me. What do you think of this?"
Rachel nodded.
"That's nice. Eric?"
"What?"
"What do you think?" Rachel asked. Eric nodded.
"Pretty. Where's the remote?"
"Is that all you care about?" Rachel snapped. Eric shook his head.
"I think its a nice um... what is it?"
Rachel shook her head and turned her attention back to her sister-in-law, who was now pestering Tim.
"I think it'd be nice."
"You do realize they only got engaged about 12 hours ago right?" Tim asked.
"Its not too early to start planning a wedding." Calleigh replied and Tim was jolted back into the time when they had their own wedding to plan. "Maybe if we started earlier we would've had a nicer wedding."
"NICER?" Tim exclaimed. "Calleigh we spent like 50,000 dollars on the thing! We're not Donald Trump and go for million dollar weddings! Where's the remote?"
Calleigh pulled it out from behind the cushion and tossed it at her husband and... hit him in the head.
"Don't tell me you're mad at me."
"I'm not. You just... you know how I get when weddings and babies come around."
"Yeah. We went through those already." Tim muttered, turning ESPN on.
