1Calleigh sighed as she went over what seemed her thousandth bullet casing.

"Still going over them?"

"No. I'm doing this for fun now." Calleigh said sarcastically. Tim snickered and pulled a stool up next to her. It was a week later and there was still no progress on the case with Webster. "You have any leads?"

"Our suspect is still giving me a hard time and won't talk. Tripp is with him. You got anything?"

"If I did would I still be sitting here?"

"Ooh... Touchy." Tim grinned. Calleigh couldn't keep the smile off her face. "You want me to go over these and you can deal with the suspect?"

"How about I stop and we go interrogate together?" she suggested.

"Deal and then you cook dinner when we get home."

"That has nothing to do with anything" Calleigh laughed.

"I know but if I cook we'll get food poisoned." Tim said, admiring his wedding ring.

"That's true. We should get goin'."

"Yeah." Tim stood up and offered Calleigh his hand.

"Such a gentleman." she smiled. Tim winked and pulled her closer to him, giving her a quick kiss.

"You're too tense. Need to loosen up a bit." he said, leading her towards the door.

"Well you'd be tense too if you sat trying to find matching striations between bullets."

"All you needed to do was call and I'd have helped."

Right then, the computer beeped, announcing a match and forcing Calleigh to turn back to the computer.

S/C----

Calleigh opened the door to the interrogation and the suspect whistled.

"Now that's what I'm talking about." he smiled, eyeing Calleigh. She smiled as Tim appeared behind her, his hand on her back.

"Would you like to show Mr. Rodriguez what we found Detective?" he asked, looking down at Calleigh.

"It'd be my pleasure."

"What's your name beautiful?" Rodriguez asked.

"Its not important but its Calleigh." she replied, sitting down. "Okay. Here's what we found. Your semen was found on the inside of our victim, Maria Sanchez and... your gun was found at the scene of the crime, along with your bullets, which were pulled out of Ms. Sanchez's body."

She slid a few pictures across the table as Tim stood behind her, his hands resting against the back of the chair.

"You want to edit your story Rodriguez?" he asked. He opened his mouth to speak but the Friends theme song began to play.

"Excuse me." Calleigh muttered, flipping open her phone. "Calleigh Duquesne... mhmm... right. Okay. Thanks Dana."

She stood up, nearly knocking Tim off his feet.

"I um... can you take care of this?" she asked. Tim looked at her and she adverted his eyes.

"Frank, you can right?" he said, giving the detective a look. Tripp nodded. "Come on."

The CSIs walked out into the hallway and Calleigh leaned against the wall.

"Hey, you okay?" Tim asked.

"Its my dad again." Calleigh muttered. "I have to go pick him up."

"I'll go with you."

"Tim..."

"He's my family too now remember? Besides I don't want you alone while Webster is still out there."

"I won't be alone." Calleigh said.

"He's not going to be any help to you." Tim said. "Cal, please. I won't be any good to Tripp if I'm worrying about you. Besides we're done. Tripp will book Rodriguez and we don't have any more to do."

"Okay." she nodded. "Tim, I'm sorry."

"About what?"

"About my dad." Calleigh replied. Tim shook his head as they began walking.

"Honey listen to me. Its not your fault he's like this."

"Sometimes I wonder. I've tried so hard Tim to keep him out of bars and get him into rehab but nothing works."

"That's his fault that he doesn't follow through with it. Calleigh, don't blame yourself because of him." he said. "We better go get him."

S/C----

Tim pulled the Hummer into The Whiskey Stop's parking lot.

"Ready?"

"I never am." Calleigh sighed. They got out of the SUV and walked into the bar. "Hi Dana."

She smiled and pointed towards the back of the bar.

"Come on." Tim murmured, grabbing Calleigh's hand. They walked to the back of the bar and sat down on either side of the drunken man.

"Lambchop!"

"Hi Daddy." Tim heard the strained voice coming from his wife's mouth. That wasn't like her at all.

"What are you doing here?" Kenwall Duquesne asked.

"Getting you. Dana called me."

"She did? Dana!"

The brunette looked up.

"You spoiling my fun?"

"Sorry Duke!" she smiled. Calleigh smiled slightly.

"So you ready to go Dad?" she asked.

"One more drink. You can join me." he replied.

"I can't Dad. I'm still on the clock." Calleigh said. Kenwall sighed.

"You should try meeting a nice guy, not worry about work so much Calleigh." he said.

"Well Dad I met someone." she said, twisting her wedding ring on her finger.

"Oh really? I want to meet the fine young man."

"He's sitting next to you. Daddy, you remember Tim Speedle." Calleigh said. Kenwall turned on his stool and nodded.

"Nice seeing you again." Tim said.

"Yes... he's a nice kid Cal."

Tim smiled slightly.

"Better keep this one Calleigh. Not like that other fellow."

"Yeah I plan on staying with him." she said, smiling at Tim. "Come on Dad. Let's get you home."

With Tim's help, Calleigh somehow got her father out to the Hummer. He was still jabbering away when Calleigh shut the back door. She sighed and Tim pulled her into a hug.

"Thank you." she mumbled. "I don't know how I put up with him all the time."

"Don't worry about it."

"Yeah because from now on you won't have to worry about it." a new voice said. Calleigh's eyes flew open and she saw Jack Webster standing a few feet behind Tim. Tim pulled away from Calleigh and turned around. "Nice seeing you guys again."