Calleigh woke up to a loud banging downstairs. She realized someone was knocking on the door and she quickly got out of bed and went downstairs. Peeking out the window, Calleigh opened the door when she saw a detective she had never met at work.
"Can I help you?" she asked, pulling her robe tighter around her.
"Are you Calleigh Speedle?" the detective asked.
"Yes."
"I'm Detective Vaughn. May I come in?"
"What's this about?" Calleigh asked, letting Vaughn into the living room.
"Mommy?"
Calleigh and Vaughn looked to the door and saw Lizzie.
"What's the matter Lizzie?" Calleigh asked.
"I heard banging."
"Oh honey, everything's fine. Just go upstairs for a few minutes okay?"
Lizzie nodded and ran back upstairs.
"Now what's this about?" Calleigh asked. Vaughn took a deep breath and began.
"Last night, your sister-in-law was found dead in a—"
"Whoa my sister-in-law? Detective, I don't have a sister-in-law."
"You are Calleigh Speedle right? 35? Married to Timothy Speedle? You're the supervisor at CSI?"
"Yes but I don't have a sister-in-law."
Vaughn handed her the file in his hands and Calleigh flipped it open and gasped. Inside was a picture from the ME's office. A woman around 35 with a startling resemblance to Tim was lying on the slab.
"You've never seen her?"
"No! I have no idea who she is!"
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"Guys, look this case is... priority." Calleigh said quietly, flipping through the file. "Eric, what did you find?"
"Nothing." he said.
"Okay. I want you to go to the apartment and go over everything again."
"Calleigh..."
"Eric, please!"
"Yeah. I got it." he and Ryan walked out and Horatio walked in.
"I'm glad you decided to come to the team meeting." Calleigh muttered.
"I was on the phone."
"When you were the leader and I was on the phone, I made sure I got my ass in here and listened to what you had to say."
"I'm sorry." Horatio sat down and stared at Calleigh, who kept looking at the morgue picture. "Who is she?"
"Brianna Speedle. Tim's twin sister."
"I'm sorry."
"I had no idea who she was." Calleigh said quietly, remembering she had fingerprints to run. "I have to go do a few things."
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Calleigh sighed and waited for the fingerprints to find a match. About ten minutes later they did and Calleigh sighed even louder, seeing the FBI link blinking at her.
"I see you finally found it."
"Dennis Sackheim." Calleigh turned in her chair. "This is my case."
"It's a federal case. The prints are from your girl, Brianna Speedle." the special agent sat down and looked over at the CSI supervisor.
"Why is this a federal case?" Calleigh went and clicked on the link and her mouth went dry. The prints she had found at the crime scene belonged to Brianna and she had been in the Witness Protection Program. "Oh my God."
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Over at the crime scene, Eric dusted everything again to find, hopefully, any fingerprint. The apartment was neat, which was odd for a crime scene.
"Hey Delko!"
Eric reluctantly turned to look at Ryan.
"What Wolfe?"
"I got a partial."
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Eric waited as the computer searched for a match. The computer denied access and Eric looked around. No one was near him and he read the box. He needed access. Only one person had that. Eric typed in 'Calleigh Speedle' and then in the password, put, 'Lizzie.'
"No... no way." he mumbled, quickly shutting the computer off. "There's no way."
Eric ran out of the fingerprint lab and to Trace, where he knew Horatio would be.
"H, we need to talk."
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Calleigh sat in her office, her large, comfy swivel chair facing the door as she looked through a few books on the bookshelf. She heard the door close quickly and figured it was Horatio or Eric or Ryan.
"Horatio..."
Calleigh froze and finally composed herself and turned the chair around. She was dreaming. She had to be. Tim quickly pulled the shade down so that no one could look into the office. Calleigh stared at him for a minute.
"Calleigh..."
She was just happy that she was sitting down.
"I... no, this can't be happening." she choked out, her voice cracking. Tim felt his heart break. The last thing he wanted to do was make Calleigh cry and he was sure he had made her do it a lot.
"It is... I just... I've got a lot of explaining to do." he said, walking a bit closer. "Honey..."
Calleigh slowly stood up and walked over to him. Tim met her halfway and for a second they just stared at each other. Calleigh hesitantly leaned up and kissed him timidly. Tim wrapped his arm around her waist, his other hand cupping the back of her head. Calleigh slid her arms around his neck, pulling them closer together. The kiss quickly went from timid to passionate and a few minutes later they pulled apart. Calleigh stumbled back into her desk, knocking a few frames over. If it weren't under these circumstances, Tim would've laughed.
"It... it is you." she mumbled. Tim nodded, stepping a bit closer. Calleigh reached up and touched his cheek gently. "Tim..."
"I'm here." he smiled. Calleigh returned it and pulled his face closer to hers.
"You son of a bitch." she hissed and slapped him across the face. Tim touched his cheek gently and stared at her.
"I deserved that."
"Damn right you deserved it you good-for-nothing bastard!" Calleigh yelled, reaching out to slap him again. Tim allowed it. His cheek was on fire right now but he'd rather her slap him instead of shooting him. "I can't believe you! You... you lied to me!"
"Technically..."
Calleigh shoved him roughly into one of the chairs and he knocked it over, landing in it on his back.
"You have no idea what I've gone through!" she exclaimed, standing over him. Tim glanced at her foot and looked up at her, a venomous look in her green eyes. Outside the office, a few people had gathered, wondering what was going on in the enclosed room. "I thought you were dead!"
"Baby..."
"Don't baby me!"
"Honey..."
"No Tim! Don't try it! I'm not giving into you!" Calleigh exclaimed. "You know I should really... ugh!"
She kicked him in the shin and Tim finally sat up slightly and grabbed Calleigh around the waist, pulling her down to him. Before she could yell at him again, he pressed his lips against hers and rolled them over so he was on top.
"I'm sorry." he breathed after they pulled apart. "Okay? I'm sorry that I left you and Lizzie alone. I'm sorry about everything. Calleigh, I love you and I—"
Tim let out a groan and rolled off her as she brought her knee up between his legs.
"I don't want to talk to you." she snapped, getting off the floor. Tim finally composed himself and sat up.
"But I want to talk to you."
"I don't want to be in the same room with you right now! I... how could you do this to me?"
"If you'd shut up and let me talk..."
"Don't you dare tell me to shut up Timothy James Speedle!"
