1"You can't kill us here." Tim said. "Not in a parking lot. Too many witnesses."

"I don't care. I'll kill them too." Jack smiled evilly.

"Why? What did we do to you?" Calleigh asked.

"You're so happy together."

"Is that a problem?" Tim asked. "That I love my wife?"

"No. It's the fact that she loves you." Jack replied.

"We know what you've done Jack." Calleigh said. "Its over."

"Shut up! I didn't tell you to talk!" he yelled. Calleigh nodded, her hand going to her waist. Jack was to caught up in his own little world yelling that he didn't realize Calleigh was getting on her cell phone. She hit speed dial 3 and Horatio's phone number appeared on the screen as it began to ring.

"Jack, tell me what's wrong with Calleigh." Tim said, distracting the man for a few minutes.

"Its not Calleigh." he muttered. "Its Lisa."

"Who's Lisa?"

"My wife." Jack replied.

S/C----

"Caine."

"Whiskey Stop now. Bring backup."

"Calleigh?"

The phone went 'click' as Calleigh hung up. Horatio quickly ran out of his office, yelling to Eric down below in Trace.

S/C----

"It was our honeymoon in Paris." Jack reminisced. Calleigh and Tim glanced at each other. Calleigh's dad had long passed out in the back of the Hummer. "I found her flirting with the pool boy."

"That's got to suck." Tim piped up.

"I didn't do anything while we were on our honeymoon because I thought it would pass. About a month later Lisa was getting mail from Jacques, the pool boy. They had been... corresponding since we got home. I lost it then."

"So let me guess." Calleigh said dryly. "You killed her."

"Yes. At first I felt horrible but... it didn't give me justice." Jack said.

"So you went back to Paris and found some new couple and killed the wife for being like Lisa." Tim finished. "Why the husbands?"

"Because they didn't stop it! They didn't keep their wives to themselves. They let them do whatever they please! Wives should do what their husbands say!" Jack exclaimed.

"That's why you yelled at me." Calleigh said. "I spoke when not spoken to."

Jack nodded.

"Its a shame really. You guys were actually a couple I liked." he said, reaching behind his jacket. "But I have to kill you. I'm sorry Calleigh."

"Why don't you put the gun down?" Tim suggested, his heart beginning to race now.

"I could get rid of you first Tim." Jack said, his hand shaking as he tried to steady the gun.

"Jack, put the gun down. No one needs to know that you told us. You can run off and the police will never find out."

"That wouldn't work. I know you're the police. Its amazing what Google can do for you. Detective Tim Speedle. The receptionist was very kind and gave me your address when I said I was your brother but lost your address. You know a lot of gullible people Tim. I really hoped I could get it over with the night you returned but my sister was sick and needed my help. Her bastard husband ran out on her when my niece was born. Just another piece of evidence that shows marriages don't work."

"Not all marriages are like that. You can leave and find a new girl that'll be happy with you Jack." Calleigh said. 'God Horatio where are you?'

"Now stop trying to distract me!" Jack yelled. "I need to get rid of her! I need to kill Lisa!"

Tim moved in front of Calleigh and Jack fired the gun.