1"Tim why are we here?" Calleigh asked. "We can come tomorrow."

"I know but I just wanted you to see this." he said. "My friend Billy from college works as a security guard here, at the Eiffel Tower and I told him that me and my wife were in the city and I was wondering if could get us in when it wasn't too crowded. He said come around about eight and he'll get us in."

"Tim, that is really sweet but you didn't have to."

"I know but I wanted to." he smiled. "Stop telling me that I don't have to. If I don't think I should do something I won't do it. Hey Billy!"

A tall blonde haired man sat up at his post.

"Speedle? Jesus it is you!" he exclaimed, standing up. "Ah this must be the Missus. Billy McGregor and its a pleasure to meet you."

"I'm Calleigh." she smiled, shaking her hands. "I think this is wonderful that you could do this for us."

"Oh don't worry about it. I owe Tim here a few favors." Billy grinned, nudging Tim. "Remember in junior year when we went to LA..."

"Oh please don't bring that up." Tim groaned. "Just get us up there."

Billy scowled and escorted Tim and Calleigh up into the elevator and left them at the top.

"You've got a half hour or else my boss will have my head." he said.

"You got it." Tim nodded. "Thanks again man."

"No problem." Billy disappeared into the elevator again and Tim turned back to Calleigh.

"Its amazing up here." she said, looking around at the view. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

"Neither have I." Tim murmured. Calleigh looked up at him. "I'm glad H paired us up on this."

"Well you were the only guy left that Webster hasn't seen." she said.

"I know but still... I always have a good time with you."

"We are best friends." Calleigh reminded. "I hope you have a good time with me."

Tim smiled at her and she smiled shyly back.

"Cal... I um..." he started. "You are... I um..."

"Spit it out Speedle." she teased and Tim dipped his head, his lips touching Calleigh's gently. Her eyes closed as her arms went around his neck, pulling them closer together. Tim ran his tongue over her lower lip and she parted her lips, deepening the kiss. They pulled apart a few seconds later, even though it felt like forever for the two of them. "Wow."

"I'm sorry." Tim muttered.

"No! God no! Don't... don't be sorry! Tim, is um... is this your..."

"Way of saying I like you?" he asked. Calleigh nodded. "Yeah."

Calleigh smiled and pressed her lips against his again. They ended up in another passionate embrace and when they pulled apart Calleigh rested her head on Tim's chest, his arms encircling her waist.

"I was very happy it was just the two of us." Tim murmured. "I figured, wow a week in one of the most romantic places in the world with Calleigh Duquesne. I thought I'd finally be able to tell you how I felt."

"I'm glad you said something." she said quietly. "I've felt the same for a long time."

"How long?"

"Day you walked into my life." Calleigh replied.

"Wow. That's a long time." Tim smiled. "We um... should've said something a while ago."

"Yeah. God it was so hard being friends with you and thinking nothing more could come of it. Especially when you went on dates with other girls."

Tim pulled away from her slightly.

"Well now I'm yours." he grinned, kissing her forehead.

S/C

"Figure it out." Calleigh whined.

"I'm trying." Tim muttered, fumbling with the key. "You know its not helping that you're pulling my shirt out of my pants and you... damn woman."

Calleigh laughed against his back as she ran her hands over Tim's stomach again.

"Calleigh I can't get the key in the lock!"

"Well that's your fault."

Tim sighed and rested his head against the door, then let out a yelp and swerved around. Calleigh smiled innocently at him.

"What?"

"You figure it out then." Tim said, holding the key out. Calleigh switched places with him and stuck the key in the lock. Nothing. "Oh not so easy huh?"

"This stupid... Tim please, don't." she moaned lightly.

"Open it because I'm not stopping." he grinned. "Waited too long."

"A few more seconds won't kill you." Calleigh smirked. "Look there's people coming. They should know how to work the lock. Hi! Excuse me?"

"Nice choice of people Cal." Tim muttered, earning him a nudge in the ribs. An elderly couple shuffled over and stared at them expectantly.

"Hi. Do you speak English?" Calleigh asked. The woman nodded. "Good! Do you think you could get our door open?"

She stuck the key out and the older woman looked at her husband.

"Maybe its not us." Tim whispered. The woman quickly stuck the key in the door and it unlocked. "Or maybe it is. THANK YOU VERY MUCH!"

"You don't need to shout lad." she said, a thick Irish accent in her voice.

"I'm sorry. Sometimes he can't hear himself speak and it just kills him." Calleigh smiled. "Thank you."

The couple smiled and walked away. Tim followed them with his eyes.

"God I hope we never get that old and decrepit." he complained. "Kill me if I do."

"I'm beginning to get old and decrepit standing here waiting for you." Calleigh said, crossing her arms over her chest. "And if you didn't notice... we had the key upside down."

"You're a CSI and couldn't figure that out?" Tim smirked, walking back with her into their hotel suite.

"Haha." Calleigh wrapped her arms around him. "Neither could you mister."

"Its hard to concentrate when I've got something as beautiful as you trying to rip my clothes off."

Calleigh smiled and Tim grinned as he bent down and kissed her softly. Calleigh's hand came between them and she fiddled with the buttons on Tim's shirt. He stopped her for a second.

"You sure?"

Calleigh nodded, kissing him again.