1Horatio rubbed his tired eyes and peeked through his fingers when he heard a knock on his office door.

"Hey Valera. What's up?"

"Eric went over the gun again and he found skin cells. We ran them through DNA and they didn't match Speed's DNA." she replied.

"Thank you very much Valera. Just put it into a report for me." Horatio yawned. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. You and Eric have been working for hours on end and I did put it into a report already." she smiled.

"Sorry if I've been keeping him from you."

"Are you kidding? I could use a few days away from him." Valera joked. "Just find out who did this Horatio."

"I will."

S/C

Tim laid on his side, watching Calleigh sleep peacefully. He wondered how much longer he had to enjoy her presence around him. Calleigh swore Horatio would find out who murdered Monica but everything was pointing to Tim and it scared him. Who hated him so badly that they wanted to frame him? His mother? No... she finally understood. Calleigh? Tim mentally smacked himself for even thinking it for a second. Who had access to his house where they could get his spare gun?

"Daddy?"

Tim glanced over his shoulder and saw Ally peeking around the doorway. He sat up and Calleigh rolled over, not having anything to cuddle up next to anymore.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm hungry." Ally grinned. Tim laughed and walked to the doorway.

"I guess we should do something about that then huh?"

"Please?"

"Come on." Tim threw Ally over his shoulder and carried her downstairs. He set her down in a chair at the table and opened the refrigerator. "Okay. What do you want?"

"Pancakes."

Tim's smile faded.

"How about Pop Tarts?" he reasoned. Ally shook her head.

"Pancakes."

Tim sighed. He really didn't want his daughter to get food poisoned from his cooking.

"How hungry are you?"

"Hungry."

"Can you wait till Mommy gets up?"

"I'm hungry though!" Ally exclaimed. Tim nodded.

"Alright... how about cereal?"

"Why can't I have pancakes?"

"Because I don't know how to cook. Sorry."

"How do you not know how to cook?" Ally questioned, her hands on her hips and her head cocked to the side. Tim snorted at the 'Horatio' look she had donned.

"You think you can do better?"

"Yeah."

"Alright you try it then."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Tim nodded. "Get everything you need."

His daughter's height restricted her from getting very far. Standing on her tippy toes, Ally reached for the cabinet where the bowls were. Tim bit his lip to stop himself from laughing as she struggled to reach the cabinet and she wasn't even close.

"Havin' problems Shorty?" Calleigh's drawl came from the doorway.

"No." came Ally's stubborn reply. Calleigh stepped over to her daughter and opened the cabinet.

"What do you need?"

"A bowl."

Calleigh scowled when she saw the bowls were on the top shelf. Tim now hid his laughter in a cough as he watched his girls struggled with their shortness.

"I'm glad you find it so funny Mr. Speedle." Calleigh smirked. "Can you get us a bowl?"

Tim easily grabbed a bowl from the shelf and placed it on the counter.

"Or can you not reach that either?" he teased, kissing Calleigh's cheek.

"I hate being short." Ally grumbled.

"Me too honey." Calleigh sympathized.

"Well that's okay." Tim grinned. "I like short women."

"Oh? And I like scruffy guys."

"And I like pancakes!" Ally exclaimed. Tim and Calleigh looked at each other and laughed. "And I'm hungry!"

"I'll make you your pancakes since Daddy can't cook." Calleigh said, pushing past Tim to get to the refrigerator.

"I can cook. Its just... very limited." he defended. "And its not fair that you two gang up on me."

"I didn't say anything." Ally smiled.

"You know she's going to take your side." Calleigh said. "But once you leave she'll take my side. Its been like this for a while."

"No wonder why I wasn't getting any attention." Tim said dramatically. "I'll get Jason."

"He's still sleeping!"

"No he's not. I walked by and he was playing with that thing Eric gave him."

"Then why was he sleeping when I walked by?"

"He was trying to fool you." Tim winked at Ally and she giggled.

"Oh yes a three month old baby was trying to fool me." Calleigh rolled her eyes. "You wake him up Tim Speedle you will take care of him and he's going to be grumpy."

"That's okay." he said. "I should spend some time with him."

He glanced up and caught Calleigh's eye. All teasing was aside now and she sighed.

"Go. But I'm serious Tim, if he's antsy you're taking care of him."

He nodded and walked out of the kitchen. Calleigh stared at his retreating back for a second and then shook her head when Ally called out to her.

"Mommy?"

"What?"

"What about my pancakes?"

S/C

"There has to be more!" Horatio yelled, slamming his fist onto the table.

"Horatio, we're all upset about this." Eric started. "If there isn't anymore then there isn't."

"He's right Horatio." Valera mumbled. Ryan nodded.

"Listen to all of you!" Horatio exclaimed, staring shocked at his team. "How many times has Speed been there for you?"

The three glanced at each other.

"A lot." Eric muttered.

"Yeah." Ryan agreed. Valera nodded.

"Did he give up on you?" Horatio asked.

"No." the three chorused.

"Well there is no way in hell we're giving up on him."