"Hey Valera."

"Hey Cal. Your kid is precious." she smiled, glancing into the carrier where a sleeping Gabby was. Calleigh smiled as she handed over some swabs.

"Yeah. Is she being good?"

"Well yeah. She doesn't do much. Doesn't cry, doesn't talk... just sleeps, if she's up looks around intently, an annoyed look on her face."

Calleigh laughed lightly.

"Reminds me of someone." she mumbled. "Just page me with the results."

"Will do... oh she's waking up."

"Nah. She's going back to sleep." Calleigh said without a glance at her daughter.

"How do you know?" Valera asked, a confused look on her face.

"Patterns. I've been her mother for three months. I think I should know." Calleigh replied, making Valera laugh. "Thanks for watching her. My mother had some crazy thing to do and couldn't watch her."

"It's no big deal. I'll see you later."

"Yeah."

S/C----

"Mhmm... well I don't know what to tell you... is it almost over?" Horatio glanced up when he heard a knock on his open door. He beckoned Calleigh in and she sat down in one of the chairs. "Yeah well things don't always go as planned. Don't do anything stupid. Okay. I'll talk to you later. Bye."

"Friend of yours?" Calleigh asked.

"You could say that." Horatio replied. "What can I do for you?"

"A shoulder to lean on."

Horatio smiled slightly and pushed his paperwork away.

"Not so easy huh?"

"No. I thought a year off would be okay but it's not." Calleigh said. "Gabby makes it all worth it though."

"She certainly does bring a smile to all of our faces." Horatio said. "How is she?"

"A normal three month old."

"Vague Duquesne."

Calleigh snickered.

"You must remember that I have not been around a baby for about fourteen years, since Ray was little."

"Sleeps, eats, cries, wish I had some help."

"We're here."

"I know but... Horatio, you and Eric are wonderful towards her but she doesn't need anymore uncles. She needs her dad."

"None of us are trying to out do Tim Calleigh." he said.

"I know... I just miss him, a lot and I start thinking sometimes that maybe I should stop."

"Why?"

"That I need to get on with my life. He's dead and isn't coming back."

"That's a little harsh."

"I can't sit around and sulk. It's not good for me. I only do things when it pertains to my daughter. I fought the idea of coming back to work but I can't stop paying the bills and diapers and formula... I've got too many responsibilities."

"And I'm sure that's what Tim would want you to do."

"I hate that he never knew about her." Calleigh muttered. Horatio gave a slight nod and saw Ryan in the doorway.

"Wolfe, what do you got?"

"Um... prints on the gun." Ryan replied. "I need to run them but Frank found me another suspect based on DNA."

"I can run the prints for you." Calleigh offered.

"Thanks a lot Calleigh." Ryan handed over the lifted prints and smiled weakly at her. She returned it and stepped out of the office. She walked down to the fingerprint lab and smiled at the tech, Joseph.

"Hey, welcome back." he smiled.

"Thanks. I need to run these." Calleigh smiled back and sat down at the computer. She scanned the prints into AFIS and waited for a match to pop up. 'Positive match' came onto the screen and printed out the result.

S/C------

"I have no idea what you're hiding Horatio." Calleigh said as she walked into the office. She stopped short when she saw he was talking to someone.

"Calleigh..."

The man in the chair fought the urge to turn around but he didn't need to.

"You sorry son of a..." Calleigh started and Horatio held out a hand to stop her.

"You don't understand."

"I don't understand?" she snapped, slamming the door shut. "I don't understand?"

"Calleigh..."

"Don't Calleigh me! For the past year you, both of you, made me believe that you were dead!" she yelled, pointing a finger at Tim.