1Tim reluctantly dragged himself through the front door of his house later that night. He walked upstairs, checking in on Katie and Nicky before finally walking into his own bedroom. Calleigh was already asleep and Tim stood there for a few seconds before proceeding to get in bed. His arms instinctively went around Calleigh and she rolled over, resting her head on his shoulder.
"How's the case?" she mumbled sleepily.
"Still the same. There's nothing on the tapes." Tim replied.
"How's Eric?"
"Upset, worried... refuses to leave the A/V lab."
"If there's nothing on the tapes..."
"I know. I think he just needs something to do." Tim muttered, slowly drifting off to sleep. Calleigh was awake now but when she heard him breathing evenly she fell back asleep.
S/C-
"You should get some sleep."
"Why? So I can let my guard down?" Rachel snapped.
"Rachel, Rachel, Rachel... I don't plan on killing you. Well, not yet at least."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Your brother deserves it."
"Tim never did anything to you."
"Yes. Yes he did and so did your husband."
"Leave Eric out of this!"
S/C-
"Rach... no... Rachel!"
Calleigh hissed in pain as Tim gripped her arm tightly.
"Tim... honey wake up!"
Tim's eyes shot open and he immediately let go of Calleigh. Her hand went up to her arm, rubbing it gently, knowing she'd have a bruise.
"I'm sorry." he said. "I'm sorry."
"Tim..."
"I got to go." he said, getting out of bed.
"No. You need to sleep." Calleigh said, sitting up.
"Baby you don't understand."
"Tim, I do. We all want her back. Its three in the morning. Get back in bed."
"I don't care. I gotta go." he muttered, throwing his shirt back on. "I'll call you later."
"No Tim!"
But he was already out of the room. Calleigh heard the door slam and then the car pull out of the driveway. She sighed and fell back against the pillows, hoping to God that Rachel was found soon or Tim and Eric would both go over the edge.
S/C-
"Eric!"
His head snapped up and looked around. His eyes finally landed on Tim.
"I found something!"
"What?" Tim asked, immediately sitting down. Eric hit a few keys and the surveillance video came up. "Eric, I went over these already."
"No. Look." he said. He paused it and magnified on the elevator's newest occupant. Tim shook his head.
"No."
"Tim, I'm telling you..."
"Eric, its not possible." he said. "Marques is dead. You shot him, remember?"
"You came back from the dead." he reminded.
"No. I wasn't dead. Horatio made sure Marques was dead." Tim said.
"Isn't it a bit odd that a guy looking... a twin..."
"What?"
"Its his brother."
Tim stared at his brother-in-law and suddenly walked out of the room.
S/C-
"Detective its four in the morning." the warden said.
"I don't care. I need to speak with Cara Reynolds." Tim said. "She's the only one that can help me Mark."
He rolled his eyes and yawned sleepily, walking over to a cell. Tim stood behind him and was surprised to see Cara. She looked very different from the last time Tim had seen her.
"Well look who it is." she drawled. "What do you want Speedle?"
Tim gave Mark a look and he walked off.
"I want you to tell me about Tony." he said.
"Why?" Cara asked.
"My sister's gone missing and I think you know where she is."
Cara laughed lightly.
"How can I know if I'm in jail?" she asked. Tim smiled slightly.
"I was looking over a few tapes from her apartment building and a very familiar face popped up. Tony Marques."
"Last I heard Tony was dead so don't come talking about him to me."
Tim leaned against the cell bars.
"Cara, I need to know about Tony's brother."
She cocked her head slightly, a small smirk spreading across her face.
"Tony's brother?"
"Did I stutter?"
"Well..." Cara sighed. "I've met him once, wait no twice. His name is Danny and I have no idea why he'd want your sister."
"I do."
