SPOILERS FOR 10-7... I've also tweaked things a bit. :)

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"Anything?"

"No."

"So then this might not be Roberts." Tim muttered.

"No. I didn't say that Speed." Horatio said in a warning tone. "I think he's just being careful."

"He knew I wasn't here. That's why he was being careful. When it's with agents he doesn't care. When it's someone else, he's careful. This wasn't aimed at me. He was coming for Calleigh or Gabby or both of them."

"What made him leave?" Eric called from the stairs.

"Who the hell knows."

"Actually it'd be Raymond knows." the younger Caine waltzed in, a big smile on his face. After he had come back, Horatio cleared everything up, like he always did, and got Raymond into detective work again. "I have your phone records."

"Great." Tim smirked. "My one wish in life, to have Ray Caine tracking me down at all times."

"Be happy I got them. You called about two minutes before you say you got home."

"Yeah. I told her I was coming home early."

"Let's imagine this." Raymond started. "Roberts, if this is whom we're dealing with, comes in, finds Calleigh upstairs near that closet. He puts the cloth over her nose and mouth but before she can inhale it she pushes his hand away. They struggle now, then he pushes her down the stairs. He hears you come on the answering machine and can't take this risk of you walking in while he's trying to get her out of the house. So he leaves quickly. He'll come back and finish the job later."

"Your CSI work needs a little touch up." Tim said. "Calleigh said the cloth went over her mouth and nose and then that was all she remembered."

"Maybe he didn't want to kidnap her." Eric suggested. "Maybe he put the chloroform over her nose and mouth and then pushed her down, hoping she'd die in the process."

"Tim? What's going on?" a heavy southern drawl filled the air.

"Um... nothing Jane. You remember Eric Delko and Horatio Caine."

"Yes. Nice to see you again." Jane nodded then stared at Ray. "And who is this?"

"This is Raymond Caine, he's the detective on the case." Eric said. Tim could've strangled him.

"Case?" Jane shifted Gabby in her arms slightly. "Tim, can I talk to you?"

"Yeah." he stepped away from the guys and closer to his mother-in-law.

"You said she fell down the stairs."

"She did but I don't know how."

"So you bring in your whole team to figure it out?"

"No. Look, you don't know the whole story."

"How do I know you're not trying to cover something up?" Jane asked. Tim took Gabby from her and sighed.

"I'm not. I swear I'm not. I can't tell you now."

"Why not? Tim I'm your mother-in-law."

"Yes I know but this is work related and I'm not even supposed to be here. That's all I'm going to say. Thanks for taking Gabby today."

"Don't worry about it. I'll see you later." Jane said, then kissed Gabby lightly. "Bye sweetheart."

She walked out of the house and Tim closed the door behind her. The guys stood in silence for a few minutes.

"You know what would be good? If you had security cameras in this place." Raymond said. Horatio, Eric, and Tim all turned and stared at him. "What? I'm just saying! We'd find out who this was."

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Calleigh rolled over in bed two nights later and looked up when she saw Tim sitting up, his nose buried in a book.

"Good book?"

Her husband jumped slightly and looked down at her.

"Did I wake you?"

"No. Why aren't you sleeping like any normal person would be at 1 in the morning?"

"Like you said, good book." Tim said. Calleigh smiled and moved closer to him. "You okay?"

"Yeah." she replied, tracing over his leg lightly. "Tim..."

"I'm listening." he mumbled.

"Baby, it'd be good if you put the book down." Calleigh teased, gently plucking it out of his hands. "How's the case coming?"

"It's coming."

"Tim, don't avoid me."

"I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"Calleigh, I'm not. You want to know about the case? It's not coming. I have no evidence. I have prints and DNA but I have no idea where this guy is, as usual."

"It must be frustrating."

"You have no idea." Tim muttered, turning the light off. Calleigh moved slightly so he could lay down then laid her head down on his chest. "I hate my job."

"You say that all the time."

"I do. It's a paycheck."

"You're good at it. No, you're amazing at it."

Tim snorted.

"Tim, just because you can't get a piece of evidence doesn't make you a bad investigator. We all have cases like that."

"You don't understand Calleigh."

"Yeah I do. I want you to be careful, I don't need to lose you again."

"And I don't need to lose you! That's why this is different. He came here Calleigh and hurt you!"

"Tim..."

"What if it wasn't you and it was Gabby?"

"Don't even say that."

"It could've been a possibility." Tim said quietly and Calleigh rolled away from him. He moved closer to her and wrapped his arm around her waist. "Baby, you know I don't want to upset you or anything but I don't want either of you hurt or... or worse. I love you so much and..."

"How do you even know it's this guy?"

"Because... he's hunting down federal agents."

"You haven't even been an agent for eight years!"

"It doesn't matter. He remembers me."

"You're so sure of yourself."

"I'm doing this to make sure you and Gabby are safe."

"Well we were doing fine without you." Calleigh snapped and Tim moved away from her. "Tim..."

The last thing she heard was the bedroom door slam shut.

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Calleigh silently walked downstairs and peeked into the living room. Tim was lying on the couch, the TV going quietly across from him. Calleigh walked over and sat down in front of him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to come out that way."

"Yeah."

"I'm serious. We weren't fine. Well I wasn't at least. I pulled myself together for Gabby and she kept me going."

Tim sat up and pulled Calleigh onto the couch next to him.

"I missed you so much and I felt like dying when I saw you lying there in the jewelry store." she whispered. "You're all that I had and if I didn't have you then there wasn't much to live for anymore."

"Don't say that..." Tim said, wiping a single tear off Calleigh's cheek. "Baby..."

He pulled her onto his lap and she sobbed into his shoulder.

"I'm so scared Tim. I'm scared that one of us isn't going to come out of this alive. I've gone over the cases. Then Wednesday happened... I just... I broke down. And you got me thinking... what if it wasn't me? What if it was you? Or Gabby? Or what if it was me and I hadn't lived?"

"Cal, don't say that. I promise you, that everything is going to be fine and I promise you that you've got nothing to be scared about. God, I'd die before I let something happen to you." Tim murmured.