Calleigh entered the break room and sat down.
"What's going on?" she asked. Tim glanced at Horatio, who nodded.
"Webster wasn't at the house but this was." he slid a piece of paper across the table to her and Calleigh read it.
"You're not going alone are you?" she asked finally, looking up at him. Tim sighed and shrugged.
"It says to come alone."
"Oh so if it said jump off the Empire State Building you'd do that?" Calleigh muttered.
"No..."
Horatio slowly backed out of the room.
"Calleigh, come on. I can arrest him right then and there and he'd get sentenced for life now." Tim said.
"I don't care!" she exclaimed in a tone that totally said, 'I can't believe you're arguing with me on this.'
"Well I do."
"I'm beginning to wonder if you married ME or your JOB." Calleigh snapped. Tim stared at her.
"I guess I could say the same about you." he said cooly.
"Oh really? I wouldn't put myself in danger."
"Oh really? Well I remember you did the same thing."
"When?"
"Hank Kerner ring a bell?"
"That was different!"
"It was not. He was coming after you..."
"He killed Janet!"
"So? He was coming after you Calleigh just like Webster is coming after us now."
"Yeah, well unlike you," she spat, drawing herself to her full height. Tim tried not to smirk as he was still a good foot taller than his wife. "I wouldn't go running in alone, with a dirty gun."
"That was low." he said. "That was really low Calleigh. You know I haven't done that in a long time."
"Then let the cops do their jobs and you do yours."
"This isn't about jobs anymore. This is about me finishing what we started."
Calleigh shook her head.
"No. We didn't start anything. Horatio was the one that made us go undercover!" she said. "He was the one that made us go to Paris and you know what?"
"No and I don't care but I have a feeling you're going to tell me." Tim crossed his arms over his chest.
"I regret that whole goddamn trip."
"I'm sure you do."
S/C-------
"I've never seen them so quiet." Eric muttered, a smirk on his face. "Usually they're ripping each other clothes off."
Horatio gave him a look and the younger CSI went silent. They sat like that for a while and Eric contemplated some things to say.
"What did you do?" he finally piped up.
"You should be asking Speed that." Horatio mumbled, flipping through a case file. "They were really going at it."
"It? 'It' could mean a lot of things H."
"Eric..."
"How bad was it?"
"In my opinion, they won't be mad at each other for too long. I think Calleigh's hormones are in overdrive. They exchanged a few words but mostly Calleigh did the damage." Horatio looked up at Eric. "You want to bet?"
"I say they'll walk in all happy together tomorrow morning." he said. "What's the wager?"
"I'm going broke from you." Horatio sighed. "Ten bucks and the winner does the other's paperwork for two weeks."
"You're on. What do you say?"
"Oh... an hour."
"Hah. You don't know their stubbornness then. I really feel sorry for the man that marries Sammy. I mean... she inherited both their traits. That is one dangerous combo."
S/C------
Tim yanked the blanket back over towards him and growled in annoyance as Calleigh yanked it back over towards her. Usually they didn't have this problem.
"You know, you're just going to complain you're too hot later on tonight so why don't you just give me it?"
"Okay and then I'll freeze because you left the window open."
"Then go shut it!" Tim exclaimed.
"You're closer to it." Calleigh replied.
"So? You're the one that wants it closed."
"What happened to you bowing down to my every need?"
"That was when I was loved and wasn't regretted." Tim said harshly. Calleigh laughed dryly and rolled over so she was facing him.
"Nice try but you're not going to get me to feel bad about that."
"I'm not going to fight with you on it."
"Good. Good night."
"You're not getting off that easy though. You wanna know why I'm not gonna fight you on it?"
"No and I don't care but I have a feeling you're going to tell me." Calleigh mimicked Tim from earlier in the day at the lab.
"Because I know you're not mad at me."
"Oh I am Speedle so don't think its just because I'm pregnant and I can't keep my emotions in check."
"Yeah think what you want but you know I'm right and in the end you're going to admit I'm right."
Calleigh pretended to ponder this for a moment.
"Um... no. I don't think that'll happen."
"You say you regretted Paris. You regret us happening? The past eight years of our life? Sammy? The baby?"
"No. I don't regret our children but yes at the moment I'm regretting you."
"So this is what a one night stand is like." Tim muttered.
"Oh shut up!" Calleigh sighed.
"No! You regret ever doing anything with me but in the end there's those two and you're all fine and happy."
"I said at the moment."
"Well... at the moment, I'm feeling very stood up."
The two went into a staring contest.
"AAAAAHHHHHH!"
"What the hell?"
The two of them jumped out of bed and ran across the hall to Sammy's room.
"Sammy, what's wrong?" Calleigh quickly went to her daughter's side and pulled her into her arms.
"M-Monster!" she cried, clinging to Calleigh tightly. Tim went to the window and glanced around into the backyard. Calleigh glanced at him and he turned away from the window.
"Stay here."
"Tim..."
"I'm serious. Stay here." he walked out of the room and Calleigh heard him go downstairs.
S/C-----
A while later Sammy had fallen asleep in Calleigh's arms and Tim was still not back.
'He's just being thorough.' she thought. Finally she gently laid Sammy back down and went downstairs.
"Tim?" Calleigh peered into the darkened living room and sighed. "Its not funny. Come on. Come back to bed."
When he didn't answer her, Calleigh flipped the light switch on and eyed the empty room. She crossed the room to the patio door and saw the backyard was empty.
"Damn you." she mumbled and then saw an envelope lying on the ground outside the door.