A week had passed since Tim and Christine came back to Miami and nothing had happened, yet.

"I need those casings I gave you." Tim said, walking into Ballistics.

"I haven't gotten around to them yet." Calleigh replied.

"Really? I gave them to you this morning."

"And I've had other cases."

"Calleigh, you weren't working anything this morning."

"I was at a crime scene." she replied. "Then I had to do my own casings. Oh and then I went and had lunch. Is that okay with you?"

"Look, I don't know why you're pissed at me. We're both adults. I think we can handle working around each other." Tim said. Calleigh shook her head and walked into the gun cage. Tim followed her. "Why are you shaking your head?"

"Because Tim, things are different now."

Eric quietly snuck into the lab and closed the cage door. Tim swerved around and glared at Eric.

"Open it."

"I can't. I don't have keys." he replied. "See you guys later."

"Eric... Eric! No don't lock that door!" Tim rested his forehead against the cool metal of the cage and sighed. "This is your lab. Where are your keys?"

"On the table." Calleigh replied miserably. Tim nodded and grabbed his gun. "Wait, what are you doing?"

"Shoot the lock."

"No! You are not shooting up my lab!"

"Well I cannot be stuck in here with you, I'm sorry." Tim muttered. "You know what? I'm sorry about everything."

He pulled out his cell phone and dialed Horatio's number.

"Caine."

"H, it's Speed. Um... Eric locked me and Calleigh in the gun cage. Can you come get us out?"

"No."

"What?"

"I'm at a crime scene. You'll just have to wait until I get back."

"How long are you going to be?"

"A while. I gotta go Speed." Horatio hung up and Tim put his cell phone away. Calleigh had sat down on the floor and looked up at Tim.

"Now what?"

"We're stuck here." he replied, moving to the other side of the cage. Calleigh laughed. "What the hell is so funny?"

"Stop being so childish."

"Look who's talking."

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Christine sighed and plopped herself down on the front steps of her school.

"He forgot you too huh?"

She glanced over her shoulder and saw Kelly sitting on the railing. It still freaked Christine out a bit, seeing someone that was identical to her.

"I wouldn't say forgot." Christine replied. Kelly nodded and hopped off the railing, her blonde ponytail swinging slightly.

"Don't worry. Mom has done it a few times. Usually I take the bus but today we were supposed to go out. She doesn't have the same hours that she used to have." she explained.

"Dad's not usually a scatterbrain."

"I'm sure they didn't forget us."

"They're probably fighting with each other."

S/C-------

"...yeah so that I why I will never try coaching softball again." Tim finished. Calleigh laughed.

"So she never hit and then she finally did and she hit you huh?"

"It hurt, badly." Tim smirked, making Calleigh laugh harder. "It's not funny!"

"Yes it is."

"Well we know Christine isn't perfect so what has Kelly done?"

Calleigh thought for a second and laughed lightly at the memory.

"Right before we moved back here, I was packing up the house and she was getting in my way so I told my mother to watch her for a while. My mother had a haircut appointment and took Kelly with her." she said. "When they came home, Kelly told me that she wanted to be like Sandy, my mom's hairdresser. So I nodded and brushed it off. Later that night, I put her to bed and then went downstairs to watch TV. I didn't even hear her come down. She got her scissors,"

Tim broke her off with a bark like laugh.

"Came down and cut your hair?" he asked. Calleigh nodded.

"I didn't hear her until it was too late." she laughed. "It looked... horrible."

"I can imagine. A six-year-old cutting hair." Tim smirked. He looked over at Calleigh and she smiled slightly as she moved closer to him.

S/C-----

"She never told you? Christine asked. Kelly shook her head.

"I remember I asked but she never said anything. She'd make it out like she didn't hear me and change the subject." she replied. "What about you?"

"Dad never said anything. It didn't bug me so I never asked. Of course I wondered but I just kept quiet."

Kelly nodded.

"Well, we're both here now."

"Don't you feel weird when you see me?"

"No. This sounds weird but... I think I've always sort of known. You know, like twin intuition or something."

The girls laughed and Kelly stood up and held a hand down to her sister. Christine allowed herself to be pulled to her feet and stared at her twin.

"Where are we going?"

"My house is a few blocks away. We'll hang there." Kelly replied. "Come on."

"You have a key?"

"No but I know where Mom keeps it."

S/C------

Horatio gave Eric a look as he unlocked the door to Ballistics.

"Hey, you guys..." Horatio trailed off when he saw Tim and Calleigh. Tim had his back up against the wall, an arm wrapped around Calleigh's shoulders. Her head was resting on his chest and her arm was draped over his rib cage. They were both asleep. Eric and Horatio exchanged a smirk and Horatio grabbed the keys off the table. He unlocked the cage door and it squeaked as it swung open. Calleigh stirred slowly and when she realized what position she was in she jumped away from Tim.

"I feel a sense of deja vu coming on." Eric commented as Tim woke up. "Sorry 'bout that Speed. The door accidentally closed."

"Accidentally closed my ass." he mumbled, his voice laced with sleep. Calleigh helped him off the floor. "What time is it?"

"5:20." Horatio replied. Tim was wide awake in a second.

"5:20? Oh shit... Christine. I told her I'd pick her up."

"I told Kelly the same." Calleigh muttered. "Horatio..."

"Go. Both of you."

The two of them nodded and headed out the door. Calleigh pulled her cell phone out.

"I've been known to do this before." she explained, seeing Tim's perplexed expression. "I know where she is, at least I hope."

She waited for a second.

"Oh Kelly, I'm so sorry honey. It's a real long story. Is Christine with you? She is?"

Tim gave a relieved sigh.

S/C-------

"Well um... I'm sorry that happened." Calleigh muttered, an arm around Kelly's waist. Tim nodded, his hands on Christine's shoulders. Kelly nudged Calleigh gently. "Um... why don't you guys stay for um... dinner?"

Tim opened his mouth and Christine gently stepped on his foot.

"I... we... that'd be nice." he nodded. With their parents fixated on each other, Kelly and Christine exchanged a look.

"We're gonna go do our homework." Kelly said. "Come on..."

She dragged Christine upstairs and Tim gave Calleigh a small smile.

"You uh... you need help?"

"Tim Speedle, when did you learn to cook?"

"I learned. I can't have Chrissy living off take-out." he grinned. Calleigh smiled and walked into her kitchen. Tim hesitantly followed her. It was gonna be a long night.