1Tim groaned into his pillow as he heard his cell phone ring. Finally he picked it up and answered it.
"S-S-Speed." he yawned.
"Did I wake you up?"
"Yeah. It is three in the morning here."
"Sorry. Look you need to get home."
Tim sat up, hearing the urgency in Eric's voice?
"Why? What happened?"
"Marques has been spotted and a replica of you is with him."
"Matt..."
S/C
A few hours later Tim was back in Miami and ran into CSI.
"What do you got?"
"You don't stop for a second do you?" Tyler teased. Tim gave him a glare and he shut up. "Okay. This is a gun shop about five minutes outside of Miami. There is Marques. If you look closely in that mirror hanging on the wall..."
Tyler magnified it and Tim stared at the blurry image.
"There's a person in the reflection. I managed to clean it up some more and I thought it was you."
Tim nodded, yawning.
"Its my brother though. Do you have the address for this place?"
"Delko's got it." Tyler replied.
"Alright. Thanks."
"Anytime."
S/C
"Can I help you?"
"Detective Speedle, Miami-Dade Crime Lab." Tim said, holding up his badge. "I need to know about this man. He came in around 6 last night."
He slid a picture of Marques across the counter to the cashier.
"He asked for a gun lubricant and then he left."
"What did he pay with?"
"Cash."
"Catch his name?"
"No." the cashier shook his head vigorously.
"You hiding something?" Tim asked.
"No."
"What about the guy that was with him? He's about your age..."
"There was no guy with him."
"Look," Tim started, glancing at the nametag. "Jimmy, this man is going to jail for murder and kidnapping so if you don't tell me what he said and what you saw I'm going to get you on charges as an accomplice."
"Detective, I told your partner eh... Delko everything I know. I saw the guy's picture on the news and when he left I called." Jimmy said. Tim nodded.
"If he comes back again I want you to call me." he said, handing Jimmy his card. Jimmy nodded.
S/C
"Thank God!" Calleigh exclaimed, throwing herself into Tim's arms. He buried his face in her hair and held her against him. "Eric said you've been home for like... two days and you wouldn't call. Horatio's forbidden me to come to work..."
"By my order." Tim muttered.
"What are you talking about?"
"I don't need you getting hurt."
"From what?"
"Where are the kids?"
"Stop avoiding me. From what?"
"Stop avoiding me. Where are the kids?"
"Katie is with Valera and Nicky's at school." Calleigh replied. "Now. Answer my question. What am I supposed to be hiding from?"
"Marques is back in Miami." Tim said.
"Matt..."
"He's with him."
"Well at least he's alive."
"Not for long." Tim grumbled. "We've got nothing. Exactly like when Rachel was taken and I feel like I'm experiencing deja vu."
"Alright. You need to take a break." Calleigh said. "What do you have so far?"
"A security tape from some gun store about five minutes from Miami. Marques is on the tape and if you zoom in on the mirror you can see Matt standing by the door."
"That's it?"
"Yeah."
"Well its start." Calleigh muttered.
"No its not. We have no idea where he is. He's not checked into one of the hotels."
"Maybe he's at his house, where he took Rachel."
"No. He's not stupid. He knows we'll have cops patrolling around the area." Tim said, shaking his head.
"How did you know he was in Miami?"
"Eric called me. When I got home he said some girl at the airport recognized Marques from the newspaper and called the police."
"This isn't much to go on." Calleigh mumbled.
"You don't think I know this?" Tim snapped.
"Hey, no snapping or you're on your own!"
Tim backed down. He knew better than to mess with Calleigh.
S/C
"Thank you very much."
"Its always a pleasure dealing with the Marques. How's it going by the way?"
"Very well. One is already out of the way. Only five left. But I may leave the last one alone."
"Right... just lock up when you're done."
Matt stared between Marques and the hooded man.
"Got it. Thanks again."
"No problem."
The hooded man left the apartment and Marques smiled.
"Okay. Now you're going to stay here and I'm going to get someone for you to hang out with." he said. Matt opened his mouth to protest but Marques shut him up by moving his jacket aside and he caught sight of the 9mm holstered to his hip.
S/C
Tim glanced at the ringing phone on the counter. Horatio had given him work to do from the night shift's case, hoping to clear his mind but all he could think about was Marques. The phone had finally caught his attention and he picked it up.
"Yeah. Yeah its Speed... alright... put her through."
Tim heard the phone click and a familiar voice filled Tim's ears.
"Mr Speedle, its Ms. Peters from your son's school."
"Yeah, how are you?"
"Fine."
"What'd he do now?"
"Nothing. I was just calling to make sure that your brother-in-law was picking him up."
Tim stared at Eric, who was talking with Alexx through a window. Nicky wasn't in sight.
"Um... why?"
"Well your brother-in-law came and picked him up."
Tim gripped the table for a second, still staring at Eric. He finally had turned and was now looking at Tim, a confused look on his face.
"What did uh my brother-in-law look like?"
"He had a baseball cap pulled over his face."
Tim was about two seconds away from slamming the phone onto the counter. How stupid could people get?
S/C
"Hey, look you gotta calm down." Horatio warned.
"Calm down!" Tim exploded. "Horatio this guy has killed my sister, kidnapped my brother, and now he's kidnapped my son, again!"
"Speed, I under..."
"No. You don't understand so don't say you do."
"Wait till Calleigh gets wind of this." Ryan muttered, dusting a clipboard for prints.
"Oh shit..."
"You didn't tell her?"
"Do you want her to have a heart attack?" Eric asked.
"You don't think she's not going to hear? Ten-year-old kidnapped from his school? It's gonna be on the news and she'll hear about it over the police scanner."
