Tim stared at Calleigh as they heard the doorbell ring.

"I don't want to get it." he hissed. Calleigh gave him a look. "Calleigh, no!"

"I got it!" Sammy called, running down the stairs. She ran a hand through her long, blonde hair and swung the door open. "Hi."

Megan poked out from behind Tim and her jaw dropped.

"Did she clone him out of Teen People or something?" she whispered.

"Megan, please don't honey. Daddy can't take much more right now." Tim whispered back. Calleigh smiled at him and stood up. She beckoned him with her hand, motioning for him to get up. Sammy took Jason's hand and pulled him into the living room.

"Mom, Daddy this is Jason. Jason, are my parents." she smiled. Tim eyed that poor kid like something under a microscope.

"It's nice to meet you." Calleigh smiled.

"Same here. Sam has said so much about you." Jason said. "Oh these are for you Mrs. Speedle."

Calleigh looked touched when he handed over a bouquet of yellow tulips.

"Oh well Jason thank you very much." she said. "I'll go put these in some water."

Tim gave her a pleading look but she left him alone with Sammy, Jason, and the twins.

"Oh and these are the twins." Sammy said. "Megan..."

"Hi." Jason smiled. Megan mumbled a hi, turning bright red.

"...and Danny."

"You must be really stupid to date my sister." he grinned. Sammy glared at him and Tim gripped his neck tightly. "Just kiddin'! I love her so darn much!"

"So you two are twins." Jason said as Calleigh sat down next to Tim.

"Yeah." Danny nodded.

"You two look a like."

"Happens when you're twins. We all look alike except Sammy. She was adopted." Danny winced. Tim had just loosened his grip on him and then he tightened again. Jason laughed.

"I find that hard to believe. I can tell where she get's her attractive looks from." he said, giving Calleigh a smile.

'Oh please cut the BS.' Tim pleaded silently. 'Flowers... compliments...'

"So Mr. Speedle what do you do?"

"Pardon?" Tim was jolted out of his thoughts from Jason's voice.

"Where do you work?" he asked.

"I'm a CSI." Tim smiled. "I know how to find evidence. I know how to HIDE it pretty well too so if you ever KILL anyone come to me. Or Sammy's UNCLE ERIC."

Calleigh got his drift and gave him a look.

"So Jason, what are your intentions?" Tim asked, like nothing had happened.

"Um sorry?"

"Well do you plan on staying with my daughter?"

Sammy gave Calleigh a pleading look.

"Dinner's ready so we can go to the table." she said quickly. Jason and Sammy went to the dining room, followed by Danny and Megan. Calleigh grabbed Tim's hand.

"What?" he asked innocently.

"You better stop it Speedle."

"Oh please you buy all that shit?" he asked.

"He's being very sweet and you're acting like a total jerk!" Calleigh replied. Tim rolled his eyes and led her into the dining room. They sat in silence for a few minutes, Tim staring at Jason intently. His hands were under the table. So were Sammy's legs and hands as well. A few thoughts came to mind.

"You know what honey? You forgot the salt." Tim said. "I'll go get it."

He stood up before Calleigh could say she had the salt and past Sammy and Jason. He took a quick glance between them and he looked up at Calleigh, his mouth hanging open. She looked up at him, an expressionless look on her face. Tim pointed down at the table and then his leg.

"So Jason, what do your parents do?" Calleigh asked, ignoring her husband's stupidity.

"Well my mother is a secretary for a law firm and my father works in a publishing company. He's one of the CEOs." he replied.

"That's very nice. Do you have any siblings?"

"Yeah. I have a brother Jake and a sister Jenna. Jake is nine and Jenna is fourteen."

Tim returned to his seat at the head of the table.

"Do you know where you're going for college?" he asked.

"Actually Daddy," Sammy smiled. "Jason applied at Columbia and got accepted. My father was top of his class at Columbia."

"Oh. What did you major in?" Jason asked.

"Biology." Tim replied. "Do you know what you want to do?"

Jason thought for a second.

"No. Not really."

"You don't know what you want to do with the rest of your life and you're thinking about staying with my daughter? Do you have a job Jason?"

"I um actually just quit my job at the docks but I walk dogs." he replied. Tim stared down at Calleigh at the other end of the table.

"Walks dogs Calleigh."

"That's very good Tim." she said. "It must take a lot of patience. Am I right Jason?"

"Yeah." he nodded. Sammy had her head buried in her hands.

"Do you have any ideas for your major?" Calleigh asked.

"Um... teaching, engineering, architecture... I can't decide really." Jason replied.

"Well at least he's got a few ideas."

"A few..." Tim muttered. "I suggest you get an idea."

"Tim he's still got five years." Calleigh said.

"It'll go by quick and soon you'll be out of college, married, and unemployed."

S/C-----

Tim glanced out the window and watched Sammy and Jason on the porch. They were smiling and Jason leaned down and kissed Sammy softly. Tim let the curtain fall back into place and walked into the living room.

"Danny, do me a favor." he said. The boy looked up. "Go look out the window. If that punk is still there I want you to open the door. If that punk is gone I want you to leave the door alone got it? If he's there don't tell Sammy I told you to open the door."

Danny nodded and made the thumbs up to his father.

"That's my boy." Tim grinned and sat down on the couch. Danny glanced out the window and grimaced when he saw his sister and her boyfriend in an intense lip lock. He shrugged and opened the door.

"Samantha Marie Speedle I am appalled!" he screeched, sounding much like their mother. Tim smiled to himself and turned the TV on.

"Get out of here!" Sammy hissed. "Or else I will hang you tonight."

"But... you have to read me a bedtime story." Danny said, his bottom lip quivering.

"Sam, it's okay." Jason said. "I'll see you tomorrow. Bye Danny."

"Bye Jason." he smiled. Sammy glared at her little brother as Jason walked to his car. She walked in and slammed the door.

"I swear you better run as fast as those stupid legs of yours can take you." she spat. Tim walked out then.

"Dad! She's going to kill me!" Danny yelled. "She said it! Jason is my witness! She said she'll hang me!"

"This was all you!" Sammy yelled, pointing an accusing finger at Tim. "I saw you in the window and you made this idiot do your dirty work! Daddy, I can't believe you!"

"I didn't tell him to do anything."

"You're such a liar! MOM!"

Calleigh walked out into the foyer.

"What is going on?"

"Daddy is being mean and he won't let me even say good bye to Jason!"

"Tim!"

"They were standing out there for ten minutes and then she came in screaming at Danny." he said. "Why does everyone blame me for everything? I happen to think tonight went very well."

"I wouldn't be surprised if he dumps me tomorrow! You were so rude!" Sammy exclaimed. "Thanks a lot!"

She glared at Tim for a second then ran upstairs and slammed her bedroom door shut. Danny shrugged.

"So do I get paid for this?" he asked.

"Go to bed." Tim ordered. Danny nodded and went upstairs. Calleigh turned to Tim, her arms crossed over her chest. "Oh give it a rest Calleigh."

"He was nothing but kind to this family and you have to treat him like some murderer."

"We don't know. Maybe he is."

"Will you stop it?"

"I don't like the way he acted."

"He's probably afraid of you. So I don't know what you're going on about." Calleigh said. "Go apologize to her."

"I have nothing to apologize for." Tim said stubbornly.

"Yes. You hurt her Tim."

"I—,"

"Yeah honey you did. So go tell her you're sorry and that you'll give Jason a chance."

"That's all a lie though." Tim muttered.

"Tim..." Calleigh glared. Upstairs, Sammy was watching TV and was on the phone with... you guessed it, Jason.

"I am so sorry for the way they acted."

"It's not a big deal."

"It is to me. They seemed so happy to meet you and then they were so rude."

"Your mom is nice."

"Yeah..."

"Well um... I have to go in now so I'll uh... see you tomorrow at school."

"Alright. Good night."

"Night Sam."

Tim stood outside the door, a scowl on his face. What was so great about this kid? He rolled his eyes and knocked on Sammy's door.

"What?"

"Can I come in?"

"No."

"Well I don't feel like apologizing through a door so I'm coming in." Tim said, turning the knob. It was locked. "Sammy, come on."

"You're only apologizing cause Mom told you to."

'At least she's smart.' Tim thought.

"That's not true. Sweetie, come on. Open the door."

"No."

"Fine. I'm sorry that I... made an ass of myself tonight." Tim waited for a response. "...and that I made Danny disrupt your um... kiss."

Sammy opened the door and stepped aside, letting Tim into her room. She closed the door behind him and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Why don't you like him?"

Tim sighed and a ran a hand through his hair.

"Sammy, it's not that I don't like him. He seems like a nice kid but... you're my daughter. I'm supposed to act like this." he said lamely.

"Can't, just once, you break away from that stereotype that dads have to always watch out for the daughters? I mean, it's so Cleaver-like."

"The Cleavers didn't have a daughter." Tim corrected.

"The Bradys then." Sammy muttered. "It's embarrassing."

"Okay. I'll stop watching out for you. Anything else?"

"No. Just... remember that I'm old enough to make my own decisions and I'm not going to choose a bad one."

Tim nodded.

"Fine. Good night." he walked out of Sammy's room and shut the door behind him. She stared at the door for a second, then rolled her eyes.