"Thanks Mia." Calleigh mumbled, staring out the window.

"You okay?" she asked.

"Yeah. Just... I got to go." Calleigh walked out into the hallway. "Cath!"

The older woman turned and smiled.

"Calleigh, I found an old friend of yours."

"Where is he?"

"Gil's office." Catherine replied. Calleigh quickly rushed into Grissom's office.

"Oh there she is." Grissom said. "Calleigh Duquesne..."

"Tim." she said. He turned in the chair and looked blankly at her. "Come on. I'll show you what we have so far."

Tim stood up and followed her out of Grissom's office. Catherine walked in, an amused look on her face.

"Well you could cut the tension between them with a knife it's so thick." she said.

"Don't get in the middle of whatever is going on between them." Grissom ordered.

"I'm not going to do anything." Catherine said innocently.

S/C-----

"This is the layout room." Calleigh said, pushing the door open. "Hey Nicky."

He looked up and smiled.

"Hey Cal. Who's your friend?"

"Oh. Nick Stokes, my old colleague Tim Speedle with the Miami-Dade Crime Lab."

"Nice to meet you." Nick said.

"Yeah likewise." Tim muttered. "So what do you have so far before a fingerprint? Any murder weapon?"

"Tim, you underestimate me." Calleigh smiled, hoping they could act like adults for the time being. "I ran the bullets through IBIS and they belong to a .45 caliber belonging to a Matthew Wilkes."

"Got an address for him?"

"I got Brass workin' on that." Nick drawled. "He's the detective on the case."

Tim nodded.

"Right..."

"Take a walk with me." Calleigh said, grabbing Tim by the arm. He jumped from the contact of her skin on his but allowed her to pull him out into the parking lot. "Alright I'm sorry that I just left with no explanation but don't you dare take it out on my team."

"Well there's the biggest understatement of the century." Tim snapped.

"Oh go to hell Speedle."

"Save me a seat."

"I'm not the one acting like a total bastard on this."

"You left Calleigh! You left and you're acting like it's not a big deal!" Tim exclaimed. "And what the hell is up with you and Stokes?"

"Excuse me?"

"I'm not stupid!"

"It's none of your business and don't bring that up during this. I apologized. I called you. I tried to explain but you just blew me off!" Calleigh said.

"Yeah like you did to me." Tim muttered. "Are we finished because I got a case to solve and I don't want to spend any more time with you than I have to."

"Can you at least be civil towards me while we're here?"

"Can you be civil towards me?"

"I didn't even start with you!" Calleigh exclaimed.

S/C------

"Calleigh!"

"Hey Jim." she smiled. "Brass this is Tim Speedle with the Miami-Dade Crime Lab. Tim, this is Captain Jim Brass, he's working the case with us."

"Nice to meet you." Tim mumbled.

"Same here. Cal, you know where Nicky is?"

"He went to Tina Simmons's apartment. Why?" she replied.

"I found Wilkes's address." Brass waved a paper at her.

"I'll go check him out." Calleigh said, taking the paper. Brass nodded and walked out. "Can you drive?"

"Only for the past sixteen years." Tim said. "Why?"

"My car is in the shop and Nick has his Denali. We need to go over to this place."

"Yeah come on."

S/C------

"Matthew Wilkes?" Calleigh asked. The man nodded.

"Who are you?"

"Calleigh Duquesne with the crime lab. This is Tim Speedle with the Miami-Dade Crime Lab. Can we come in?"

"Sure. Don't know what for though." he yawned. "Sorry. I just got back from Miami."

Tim and Calleigh exchanged a look.

"What were you doing in Miami?" Calleigh asked.

"I was helping my step-brother move out here." Wilkes replied. "What is this all about?"

"Do you own a .45 caliber?"

"Yes. Actually I filed a report on it. Someone stole it. Why?"

"Well your gun was used in the murder of a Tina Simmons. Do you know her?" Tim showed him a picture of Tina from the morgue.

"Oh my God..." Wilkes sunk down into a chair.

"Sir, are you all right?" Calleigh asked.

"Tina was my fiancee."

"We're very sorry for your loss. Do you know anyone that would want to harm Tina?"

"No. Everyone liked her." Wilkes said. "I'm sorry this is... a total shock."

"When was the last time you saw your fiancee?" Tim asked.

"Friday. She was going to New York to visit her sister."

"Do you happen to have a number for her sister?"

Wilkes nodded and grabbed a piece of paper and quickly wrote a number down.

"Just please find who did this."

"We will. Thank you for your time and we are sorry." Calleigh said. She and Tim left the house just as Calleigh's cell phone went off. "Duquesne. Oh hi Nick. Really? Okay we'll be right there."

She snapped her phone shut and looked at Tim.

"Nick wants us at Tina's apartment. Here's the address." she handed him a paper and he nodded.

S/C------

"I'll drop this off at the lab." Nick said.

"I'll come with you. Tim, you can go back to the hotel." Calleigh said.

"I'll stay." he said.

"No. You had a long flight. Go get some rest."

Tim sighed but nodded.

"I'll see you guys later." he mumbled and got into his rental car and sped off. Nick and Calleigh loaded the evidence into the back of the Denali and got into the SUV.

"You okay?" Nick asked.

"Yeah. It's just... odd being around him again. I haven't worked with him for a while." Calleigh replied. "Look can you drop me off at my house?"

"Yeah. I can log in the evidence. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes. I'm fine."

S/C-----

"I'll call you later." Nick said, pulling up in front of Calleigh's house.

"Okay." Calleigh leaned over and gave him a quick kiss.

"I love you."

"Love you too." Calleigh waved as she shut the door and Nick drove off. She smiled slightly and walked into her house. She had only closed the door for a minute when the doorbell rang. Opening it, her eyes widened. "Tim."

"You—"

"Mommy!" Tim was cut off by a squeal and something or rather someone throwing themselves against Calleigh.