Tim opened the door when he heard a knock.

"Can I help you?" he asked, seeing a delivery boy on the porch.

"These are for," the boy read the tag, "Calleigh Duquesne."

"I'll sign off on it." Tim muttered, scribbling his signature on the confirmation paper. He took the bouquet of flowers from the delivery boy and shut the door. Curious, he read the tag and rolled his eyes. 'Mike. Of course.' "Hey Cal!"

"Hold on." she called from upstairs. She came down a few minutes later, Christine in her arms.

"Wanna trade?" Tim asked, gesturing with the flowers.

"Oh they're beautiful." Calleigh sighed. "Who're they from?"

"One guess and it's not me."

"Mike did this? Oh wow." Calleigh gave Christine to Tim and took the flowers. Tim rolled his eyes at Christine and she squealed happily as she grabbed his nose.

"Ow Chrissy..." he rubbed his nose and she grabbed it again. Calleigh smiled at the two of them.

"Hey Tim?"

"What?" he asked nasally, trying to pry Christine's fingers off his nose.

"Do you want some Daddy/Chrissy bonding time tonight?"

"Go. Have fun."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

S/C-------

"I don't know. It's like every day they're going out now." Tim complained to Alexx as he fed Christine, or at least tried to. "How do you feed your kids?"

Alexx laughed over the phone.

"Force them to sit and eat or they won't get dessert."

"That doesn't work here." Tim sighed, setting the spoon down. "I don't blame her for not wanting to eat this shit."

"Hey, she has ears and I'm sure you would be happy, but I don't think Calleigh would like it very much if Chrissy's first word was shit."

"Do you think it serious?"

"Mike and Calleigh? Yeah baby I do."

Tim sighed deeply and picked the spoon up again.

"Come on Chrissy." he moved the spoon closer to her mouth. She turned her head and Tim groaned. "Look princess Daddy likes it."

And Tim shoved the spoon in his mouth.

"Oh holy shit." he mumbled, choking on the goo that Calleigh and every other mother called, 'baby food.' He jumped out of his chair and spit it out in the sink. Christine giggled happily behind him, clapping her chubby hands.

"Eating it would not be a good idea." Alexx laughed. All she heard was Tim gulping down a large glass of water.

"Wow that was nasty." he finally said. "Do you think Calleigh would care if I gave her pizza?"

"Timmy..."

"I know she'll either crap it out or throw it up." he muttered. "What am I going to do?"

"With Christine?"

"No Calleigh!"

"Tim, you love her don't you?"

"No. Of course not."

"Then why are you making such a big fuss?"

"Because if this is the guy that she's going to marry then it's going to happen soon and I'll be pushed out of the picture. I'll just be... that guy that handles my trace evidence at work. I'll be just another name on the Christmas card list."

"Is that why? You don't want her getting married?"

"Partially." Tim muttered, finally being successful in getting a bit of the baby food into Chrissy. "You know I remember a time about a year and a half ago when we were normal friends, when I wasn't getting her pregnant and I miss that. It's not the same anymore."

"Well you guys have a daughter now. It's not all fun and games."

"I mean, she doesn't act the same. It... it seems to... upset her that I'm around."

"It does not Tim. Are you saying you wish this hadn't happened?"

"No. Don't get me wrong, I love Chrissy. It's just... Calleigh seems to think that I'm doing all of this because I don't want to be a jackass and leave her to be a single parent. She's like, 'any day you want to leave you can.' But it's not that. I love being around and helping her raise Chrissy. She doesn't understand that I lo..."

"That you what?"

"That I love her." Tim said miserably.

"Well we finally pulled it out of you." Alexx laughed lightly. "Sugar you have to tell her."

"I can't. She doesn't love me and then I'm going to feel like a real idiot and now Chrissy's sitting here thinking, 'Yes Daddy you're an idiot because that was my baby food you ate and you're making Mommy miserable.'"

"You're not making her miserable! The only one you're making miserable is yourself! Tell her before it's too late Timmy!"

"I feel her slowly drifting away. She told Mike you know, about everything."

"Really?"

"Yeah. He uh... was a bit shocked by it all but he didn't break up with her, sadly."

Tim heard Alexx sigh and he rolled his eyes.

"You're so depressed." she said.

"I'm not depressed." Tim gave up on trying to feed Chrissy and grabbed a bottle out of the refrigerator. "Look, I'd rather her be happy then upset with me."

"Will you just say something to her? For my sake?"

"I'll see if I can fit it into my busy schedule." Tim said sarcastically.

"You know, I don't understand why I even try talking to you. Honey, I'm trying to help you."

"I don't need your help!"

"Okay well when you come crying to me at three in the morning to make me let you sleep on my couch I'll remember this conversation. Bye Speed."

"Bye." he hung up the phone and stared at his daughter. "You know, your mom's wrong. It is complicated."