"Morning."

Calleigh looked up as Tim stumbled into the kitchen.

"Hi." she said quietly. Tim noticed she wasn't the only one being quiet.

"Where are the kids?"

"I dropped Jen off at softball camp and my mom took Nicky for the day."

"Oh."

"Breakfast is on the stove."

"I'll grab something on the way to work." Tim muttered.

"Horatio has us on call." Calleigh mumbled. Tim nodded and sat across from her.

"I'm sorry honey. Okay? I'm sorry that I screwed up our whole lives." he finally said after minutes of silence. "I'm sorry that I'm not there for Nicky and Jenny. I'm sorry that I don't treat you the way I used to. I'm sorry that I let Abbie out of my sight."

"It's okay. You're human."

"I shouldn't have let my daughter be taken." Tim said faintly. Calleigh stood up and put her plate in the sink. She turned around and saw Tim's shoulders shaking. She bit her lip and kneeled down next to him.

"Tim..." she cupped his face in her hands and gently wiped away the tears that slid down his stubbled cheeks. "I know that you did not mean for that to happen. I know that somewhere, you are still the man that I married even if you don't act like it. I don't need you to hold me and kiss me and make love to me like you used to. I can see it in your eyes that you still love me just as much as the day you first said those words to me. Yes I would love for you to do that but... you're not the only one that suffered losing her."

"I lost your trust Calleigh. That day I lost everything." he murmured, placing his hands on hers.

"But you gained it back."

"No I haven't."

"Yes you have. Cause I've watched you with our kids."

"I'm never here."

"When you don't know it I'm watching. I know you love them Tim and I... I don't understand why you push them away."

"Because I don't want to hurt them like I hurt Abbie." he whispered. "I don't want to get too close to them because I don't want to lose them too. I miss her so much Calleigh."

"I know honey, I miss her too."

"It's all my fault too. Dammit, she was just pissing me off. 'Daddy, down.' Finally I put her down and I thought I had her hand in the tightest grip. I didn't even realize she was gone until it was too late. Jesus Christ I was stupid for thinking a two-year-old would listen to me. I'm so sorry Calleigh. I can't say it enough. God, I thought you'd leave me too."

"You know, you're not the only one that should be apologizing. I'm sorry too."

"For what?"

"For yelling at you last night." Calleigh replied, her voice cracking. "You were right. I missed Abbie so much that it hurt and then I found out I was pregnant right after that and... I... I broke down. She was my baby. I didn't want another child but I love Jenny and Nicky so much. I felt like I was replacing her. I didn't want to give up on her but it's been so long."

"I know." Tim nodded. He was about to go on when the phone rang. "Hello? Yeah... okay... yeah we'll both be there in a few minutes."

He hung the phone up and turned to Calleigh, who was wiping away a few tears.

"That was Horatio. He needs us at a crime scene." Tim said quietly. Calleigh nodded and Tim pulled her into a warm hug. "Calleigh, I do love you and I do love our kids so don't think I don't for a minute. I love you three more than anything even if I don't show it or act it."

"I know that. I love you too Tim." she leaned up and kissed him softly. "We need to get to that crime scene."

"Yes we do. So uh... your mom has Nicky for the whole day?"

"Yeah."

"Do you think you could talk her into keeping him overnight?" Tim asked and Calleigh smiled as she saw the old, mischievous glint in her husband's eyes.

"I could work something out." she agreed.

S/C------

Tim glanced up as his frantic wife rushed into Trace.

"Hi..." he said slowly. Calleigh threw a stack of printouts at him.

"Look at those!" she exclaimed, her voice cracking. Tim took them and saw the first one was an AFIS print-out. The fingerprint was unidentified. He grabbed the next paper and saw it was a CODIS print-out. "I told Valera to run it through every base and see if any matches popped up."

Tim read it slowly, matching up the alleles.

"Alleles match up to... to Detective Tim Speedle and Detective Calleigh Duquesne?" he looked up, confused.

"Read the last one." Calleigh urged. "I... I got an idea so I um... I pulled out the case file and scanned Abbie's prints into the computer."

"99.9 match." Tim mumbled.

"She was at that crime scene Tim... and she's our main suspect."