1Tim woke up the next morning and smiled down at the sleeping blonde lying next to him. Calleigh smiled against his chest.

"I know you're watching me." she mumbled. "Why?"

"Sorry. You're just so cute." Tim smiled. Calleigh laughed lightly as Tim kissed the top of her head. "Good morning."

"Good morning."

They went into a lapse of silence for a few minutes, just lying in each other's arms. Tim's cell phone ruined the moment and he rolled away from Calleigh and looked around.

"Where's my phone?"

"Where's your pants?"

"Good question." Tim smirked, making Calleigh laugh again. "Hey its not funny. It may be Horatio."

"Oh he's probably lost track of time and you can tell him you were sleeping."

"Yes and then Eric will come on and say something stupid and we'll know that he speaks the truth."

"Are we going to tell them?" Calleigh asked.

"Why not?"

"I mean... well... I really hope it does, but what if we don't work out?"

The cell phone stopped ringing and Tim stared at Calleigh.

"It won't come to that."

"What if it does?"

"It won't Calleigh. I won't let it." Tim said. "I love you too much to let you go."

Her mouth dropped slightly.

"I said that out loud didn't I?"

Calleigh nodded.

"Well I mean it. I love you."

The cell phone started ringing again.

"They don't give up huh?" Tim muttered, leaning over. Calleigh kissed him deeply and for a second Tim forgot all about his phone.

"I love you but get the phone."

"Yeah well just tell me what happened to my pants."

S/C-----

Eric growled in frustration and re-dialed Tim's number. It wasn't anything big but he wanted to annoy him. He knew he was trying to get Calleigh to fall in love with him, like that would ever happen. Eric laughed at the thought of the two of them together. It'd be nice but Tim would never say something and Calleigh was too blind to realize it.

S/C----

"Its. Not. Horatio." Tim said between kisses. "He's. Not. That. Persistent."

"But it may be important." Calleigh said, her hand on Tim's chest, stopping him from kissing her again.

"Baby nothing is more important than you right now."

Calleigh felt tears spring into her eyes. Why was he so wonderful?

"What?" Tim asked. "What's wrong?"

"You're just so sweet and... you're I don't know. Not enough words to describe you." Calleigh replied. Tim smiled and wiped her tears away.

"No reason to cry over it."

"I know but I guess I'm just one of those romantic kind of people." Calleigh said, laughing at herself.

"Oh so you like all that stuff where the guy comes waltzing in and whisks the girl away? James Bond and his damsel in distress?"

"Yeah."

Tim snickered and Calleigh pulled his head down, their lips meeting in another kiss. Calleigh sighed happily, wondering what she ever did to deserve Tim. Now the hotel phone was ringing.

"You better get it." Calleigh said, running a hand through her hair. Tim glared at the phone but picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Would you like to accept a call from 'Delko?'"

"No." Tim hung the phone up. "I swear when we get home I'm going to kill Delko."

Calleigh smiled.

"He just wants to check up on the case."

"No. He wants to annoy the hell out of me." Tim corrected. "He should've gotten the picture the first time when I didn't answer."

"The people at the front desk must think you have horrible manners. 'No' and then you slam the phone down onto the hook." Calleigh teased.

"I don't care what they think. So... today. What are we doing?"

"I don't care. Whatever you want."

"Well aren't you nice." Tim teased. "'I don't care. Whatever you want.' Never had a girlfriend as good as you. Its always, 'I want, I want, I want.'"

S/C----

"Looks like our friend is back." Calleigh said quietly. Tim glanced up and saw Jack wandering around.

"You know if we weren't undercover I'd be really freaked out. These people never noticed he was always around? Its a big city and its quite hard to bump into the same people."

"Some people are oblivious to what goes on around them."

"He's coming over." Tim muttered.

"So let him come over. Invite him to sit down. We need to know more about him."

Jack smiled.

"Fancy seeing you two here." he said.

"Hi." Calleigh smiled. "You want to sit down?"

"Sure." Jack said, sitting across from Tim, who held Calleigh's hand tightly. She kept a forced smile on her face while she glanced sideways at Tim.

"So how long are you in Paris for?"

"I leave Friday."

"Oh. So do we." Tim said. "Where are you heading back to?"

"I travel around but this time I'll be heading back to Florida."

"Us too..." Calleigh nodded. "You said you're here often. What do you do that brings you here a lot?"

"Work. I work for a small company."

'One man murdering company.' Tim thought dryly.

S/C-----

"So he's divorced." Tim said. Horatio quickly wrote that down. "Quiet type of guy. Wouldn't think of him committing murder."

"Yeah well you don't think of anyone committing murder. How is everything going?"

Tim heard the shower running and he smiled slightly.

"Good. He says he travels a lot but is heading back to Florida. My guess is he follows the people home. The Martins in New York, the Hamptons in Pennsylvania, the Donovans in Miami, and now soon it'll be the Speedles in Miami."

"It won't get that far. I promise. I want to thank you and Calleigh for doing this. Is she there?"

"She just went into the shower actually. H..."

"Yeah Speed?"

"What's the rule on office relationships?"

"Well, you finally asked her huh?" Horatio asked smiling. Eric glared at him and slapped a twenty on his desk. 'Thank you.'

"Yeah. You um... don't um care do you?"

"Nope. Actually I'm very glad that you two have started being a couple. Its about time."