Horatio smiled at Calleigh slightly, watching her sit out of the game. Her arms were crossed over her chest, a sour look set on her face.
"Don't look so glum."
"I can do my job."
"We worry about you."
"No. Tim worries about me and he brainwashed you." Calleigh mumbled.
"They'll be back soon." Horatio said. He adjusted the headset on his head and settled back in his seat. "You guys in position yet?"
"Yeah H we're outside the motel. It looks like no one's been here for a few years at least." Tim's voice crackled over the sound system. "Cal, stop looking so upset."
"I'm not. I'm jovial!" she said sarcastically. "And how would you know?"
"Because I can feel your annoyance all the way on the other side of town."
Eric laughed lightly and Tim smirked.
"Well you're going to feel something else soon." Calleigh snapped.
"Really?"
"Yeah. My foot up your..."
"OKAY!" Horatio laughed slightly, casting a weird glance at his ballistics expert. "Go in."
S/C-------
"You should stop making her sad." Eric advised. "I hear the couch isn't comfortable."
"You heard that from me and she's not mad at me. She's annoyed that she's not working the case." Tim said, making sure he had his gun on him.
"Are we even sure he's here?"
"Yeah." Tim nodded. "SWAT in place?"
"Mhmm. You ready?" Eric asked. Tim once more checked his gun and nodded. He was on one side of the door and Eric was on the other. "On three... 1... 2...3..."
Tim kicked the door opened and moved his gun in front of him. Scanning the room quickly, he shook his head.
"Clear."
Eric dropped his gun slightly and ran a hand through his hair.
"Now what? Wait for him to kill another couple?" he asked. Tim shrugged.
"Let's go over the room. See if we can find anything."
S/C------
"Yeah? And what if he was in there?" Calleigh yelled. Tim stared at her. "Tim, I... I can't go through losing you!"
"So what? I'm not supposed to do my job?"
"Well if I can't do mine then no you cannot!"
"I could understand that but there is one very big difference." Tim said.
"Oh do not throw me being pregnant up in my face because you know what?"
"Let me guess." Tim started sarcastically. "Its all my fault."
"Partially!"
"Oh Jesus look at us." Tim wrapped his arms around Calleigh and kissed her hair lightly. "Honey I love you so much and I don't want you around Webster or any place he's been spotted because I don't want you to get hurt. I mean... I know you feel like you're not helping at all but you're helping me not worry."
"Tim, I'm not an invalid!"
"I know that but Cal," he rested his hand on her stomach lightly. "I don't want you or the baby in danger. Crime scenes aren't safe."
"Babe I know that you care about me." she said. "But I would never put myself in a sort of position that I could get injured. I know I'm pregnant. I know what to do and not do. I've gone through this already, remember?"
"Yeah and nearly gave me a heart attack in the process." Tim mumbled. Calleigh giggled and gave him a soft kiss. "Okay. I promise not to bother you about work if you promise not to yell at me about work."
"I don't yell but fine. Its a deal." she nodded. Tim smiled slightly.
"Let's go home."
S/C-----
Sammy swung her legs nervously as she sat on the couch. Tim and Calleigh sat on the love seat across from it.
"I'm not in trouble right?" Sammy asked, biting her bottom lip.
"No." Tim shook his head.
"Then why am I here?"
"Because we need to talk to you." Calleigh replied. Sammy looked between her mother and father and sighed.
"And?"
Tim chuckled at the impatient look on his daughter's face.
"Sammy, remember at Christmas you asked why me why you didn't have a little sister?"
"Am I finally getting answer?" she asked.
"Sure. These sort of things take time." Tim replied. "Well..."
"Sweetie what if we told you that you're getting a little sister or brother?" Calleigh finished. Sammy stared at them. Tim and Calleigh exchanged a glance. "Sam?"
"Honey are you happy about this?" Tim asked.
"I asked why we didn't have one. Not that I wanted one." Sammy replied.
"So you're not happy."
"I'm okay. Can you give it back?"
"No. Um... its here to stay."
"What if I don't like the baby we get?"
"You will."
"What if I don't? Can we switch it?" Sammy asked.
"Sammy, what's the matter with having a baby in the house?" Calleigh asked, hurt slightly.
"Mary from school has a little brother and her mommy and daddy spend all of there time with that stupid baby and Mary doesn't get any attention." she replied.
"Oh..." Tim smiled slightly. "You are afraid you're not going to be loved anymore."
"Sweetie that wouldn't happen!" Calleigh exclaimed. "Come here."
Sammy jumped off the couch and crawled onto Tim's lap, resting her head against his chest.
"Listen, Daddy and I love you so much but now the baby will be here soon and we'll love him or her too." Calleigh said. "We'll still love you just as much as we do now. We love Charlie and we had him before you were here but we still love him just the same."
"That's different! Charlie is a dog. I'm a person! I have feelings." Sammy said.
"Well Charlie has feelings too."
"Nice try honey." Tim smiled. "Sammy, here's the thing. Its been just the three of us for five years. Doesn't it get boring with just us?"
"No."
"Wouldn't you want someone to play with?"
"No."
"Don't you want to help Mommy with the new baby? Because you'll be its big sister and Mommy's gonna need your help."
Sammy thought about this for a few seconds.
"I guess." she mumbled. "But you'll like the baby more."
"No. We've got a lot of love to go around so don't worry about it." Tim said. "I promise you that I will still love you, and Mommy can say the same, we'll still love you when the baby comes. Okay?"
He felt Sammy nod against him and he smiled slightly.
"So... when is it coming?"
"Not until September." Calleigh replied.
"Mary says that her brother came from a stork. I don't believe that."
"Good. You shouldn't." Tim smirked. "That's a bird. We're humans. No similarities at all even if all he does is deliver it."
"So then where is it?" Sammy asked. Calleigh smiled and took her hand in hers and rested it on her stomach gently.
"In there."
"Now that I don't believe!"
"Why not?" Tim asked. "That's where you were."
"Nuhuh."
"Oh really? Then how did you get here?"
"I don't know but maybe the baby will be like Gram and just knock on the door and then, there it is!"
Tim cracked up.
"No. When you were a baby you couldn't hold your head up for a few months let alone move so how is the baby supposed to knock on the door?" he asked. "Believe us. We wouldn't lie to you."
"But its not possible!" Sammy exclaimed.
"Why not?" Calleigh asked.
"Because I've seen babies and you're skinny so I don't think you could fit a baby in your belly."
Tim bit his lip to stop his laughing but it wasn't working.