1"Where have you two been?" Valera asked, jumping off the couch. She saw the depressed look on both Tim and Calleigh's faces and got worried. "What happened with..."
Tim proceeded down the hallway and slammed a door shut. Calleigh shook her head and Valera gave her a sympathetic look.
"I'm sorry."
"Its not me I'm worried about. Tim and Eric are... torn apart by this." Calleigh said. "I better go talk to him. The kids asleep?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks Valera."
"Oh no problem." She smiled weakly. "See you."
"Bye."
Calleigh walked Valera to the door and then went down the hall and stopped at the door Tim had disappeared through.
"Tim?"
He didn't reply and Calleigh opened the door and quietly snuck in. Tim was taking his anger out on a punching bag and Calleigh was sure that he was trying his hardest not to fall apart.
"I was at least ten feet away from her Calleigh."
She stayed silent.
"If I had just turned around and seen the goddamn staircase she'd be alive right now."
"Tim, this isn't your fault."
"Yes it is!" He pummeled his hand into the bag and let out a hiss of pain.
"You need to stop." Calleigh muttered. He didn't and kept on punching the bag. "You know I hate you like this. You were like this at Dispo Day, at the club fire, let's see what else has there been? So many cases where you can't solve the case or you can't make a case for the DA. Honey some things we can't stop. You know this."
Tim stopped for a second, half listening to what she was saying.
"You think you're Superman but you're not. You can't save everyone."
"That's different. I've learned that I couldn't save Hollis. I couldn't stop that guy from dousing the back room of a club in alcohol but she's my sister Calleigh. I was supposed to be able to save her!"
"Oh so when Katie gets older and Nicky can't stop her from sneaking out of the house are you going to get mad at him? Just because you're the older sibling doesn't mean you have to shadow them. Stop taking it out on yourself."
"No. The only reason why she's dead is because I pissed a guy off 'cause I found out the truth about him." Tim said.
"No. Tim, you said it yourself. Marques kidnapped her for revenge against his brother. You didn't kill Tony. Eric did."
"Cal, the president could've shot Tony Marques and they still would've come after Rachel. I was the one that got that family mad and now they're out and want revenge."
He was about to go on when his cell phone went off.
"What?"
"We found the car."
"I'll be there in ten."
S/C-
"Speed,"
"Don't tell me to remove myself from the case Horatio." he cut him off. "Where's Marques?"
He sighed.
"We don't know."
"That's great. You bring me out here to look at a car but there's no driver." Tim muttered. "I want him found."
"Tim..."
"I don't care what you've got to say right now."
Calleigh stared at him in shock and grabbed his arm, pulling him over to the side.
"Alright I understand that you're pissed off with yourself and you're upset over losing Rachel but don't take it out on us. If you haven't noticed we've got a little company and right now is not the time to have IAB on our asses."
Tim glanced over her shoulder and saw Rick Stetler lingering a few feet behind the tape.
"Tim, we're going to find him." Calleigh said, her tone going soft again. "I promise."
"Don't make promises." he muttered. "You can't keep them."
