1"So Ally..." Monica smiled.

"I said I'm watching my show." she said, a haughty tone in her young voice. Monica glared down at her lap. Ally had obviously inherited her mother's attitude.

"Ally, what would you think if your parents decided to take a vacation from one another?"

"Daddy wouldn't do that to Mommy because he loves her." she said, a smirk plainly written across her face. She turned, her blonde ponytail swinging, and smiled at Monica. "I may be seven but I'm not stupid."

Upstairs, Tim was speaking with his mother.

"I don't understand why you don't like her." he said, leaning against the closed door. "She's a wonderful person Mom."

"She got your daughter kidnapped!" Elizabeth exclaimed.

"No. Hagen was a psychopath that was obsessed with Calleigh and would stop at nothing to have her and rip us apart, much like you're doing."

"I only want what's best for you Timmy."

"Then realize that Calleigh is and I'm not going to stop loving her just because you refuse to like her."

"HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT TO HER?"

Tim and Elizabeth exchanged confused looks and walked downstairs. Calleigh and Monica were head to head and Ally was still sitting on the couch, laughing at the right parts of Spongebob.

"I have had enough!" Calleigh spat, swerving to look at Tim. He jumped slightly but listened. "She is telling Ally that we're getting divorced and that she will be taking my place!"

"What?"

"I want them out of here! I don't care if she is your mother. They are driving me up the wall!"

"Alright, calm down." Tim started, grabbing Calleigh by the waist. She struggled in his grasp, trying to scratch Monica's eyes out. "She's right. You guys do need to leave."

"I understand." Elizabeth said, giving Monica glare. Calleigh stared at her mother-in-law in shock. She gave her a slight smile and grabbed Monica. "Come on. Get your bags."

Tim loosened his hold on Calleigh and she leaned back against him. Ally was still laughing hysterically, unaware of what just had happened.

S/C

"What do you got?" Tim asked, nodding at Eric.

"Female, 36."

"Name?"

"Haven't found any ID on her yet."

"Oh. Hey Alexx."

"We're going to need Calleigh." she smiled. "Poor girl was shot five times and the murderer left the gun behind."

"Some people are stupid." Tim said, looking around. His eyes landed on the victim and they widened.

"What's wrong?" Alexx asked.

"Eric you don't need any ID."

"Why?"

"I know who she is. This is Monica Kensington."

"Wait, ex-girlfriend Monica?"

"Yeah."

"You want to leave? H will be here soon." Eric said. Tim shook his head. "I'm fine."

S/C

Tim worked on the Trace he had found in the hotel room but couldn't get the picture of Monica lying in a pool of her own blood out of his head. It didn't help matters when the door swung open and everyone's favorite IAB agent waltzed in.

"Stetler... what can I do for you this lovely day?"

"How's the case going?" Rick asked.

"Pretty good."

"You doing okay?"

"Word travels fast huh?" Tim muttered, starting one of the machines. Rick smirked. "Really what was the point of your visit? You usually don't care about the CSIs' well being."

"Ouch. I want you to explain how your fingerprints got on the murder weapon Delko dusted."

"You're joking right?"