"I'm gonna go unlock the door. Do you have this stuff?" Calleigh asked. Tim nodded as he unlocked the trunk. "Alright. I'll meet you up there."

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Eric knocked louder on Kiera's door and the landlord finally unlocked the door to let him in. Eric thanked him and looked around. A blue book on the coffee table caught his eye and he picked it up.

October 26, 2003

I can't believe Morgan took my diary. She says I'm crazy and I should get some help. I don't believe her. I know I don't write much but I just write down what's important to me.

October 27, 2003

There was so much blood. I didn't mean to do it. I just got so mad. I shouldn't have hurt Lilly. I love her so much. I... at least I framed Tim. At least he's going away. He hurt me. I deserve to hurt him. But it's not over. No it's not.

Eric stared at the new diary. Kiera admitted it. She killed Morgan and Lilly. But what did she mean it wasn't over?

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Tim struggled to get the main door of his apartment complex open and when he did he headed for the stairs and dropped everything, seeing something that scared the shit out of him.

"Calleigh!" he knelt down next to her prone form and checked for a pulse. "Calleigh? Baby? Come on don't do this..."

Tim grabbed his cell phone and called for an ambulance.

"Calleigh, come on, this isn't funny." he shook her shoulder gently. It seemed to take forever for the ambulance to come and they did, just as Eric pulled up. He jumped out of the Hummer and raced over to Tim.

"What happened?" he asked worriedly.

"I have no idea. She said she was going to unlock the door and for me to grab the packages. I came in and she was at the bottom of the stairs." Tim stammered. Eric pulled him over to the Hummer and managed to get him in. "C-Call Horatio."

"We've got another problem." Eric said quietly. "Kiera's gone."

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The ER waiting room was in an uproar. Everyone wanted to know what happened but Tim didn't have answers.

"He probably did it." Cynthia muttered. "Just like he probably killed that poor woman and her daughter."

"Now listen here," Linda snapped. "My son did not do this. He loves Calleigh more than anything."

"That's right. He does." Horatio agreed. "Tim would not do something like this."

"I don't think we asked for your opinion." Cynthia sneered.

"Horatio, you don't have to be here." Tim said quietly. "I'd rather you find Kiera before I run out of time."

"I did." he replied. "Snooping away out of the fire exit of your apartment complex."

"What?"

"She had directions to your apartment." Eric explained. "They were at her apartment."

"Ever since you and Calleigh have been dating," Horatio started, "the diary was filled of hatred for Calleigh. When you got engaged it just got worse. I haven't gotten around to interrogating her yet but when I found her she was mumbling something about she finally... killed her."

"Well Calleigh isn't dead." Tim looked around at his friends.

"Well since the doctors haven't told us anything we don't know."

"She can't!" Tim yelled. "It... It's not fair! No! I... she can't die!"

He collapsed into his seat, tears streaming down his cheeks. Linda pulled him into her arms and he sobbed into her shoulder. This shocked his mother. She had never seen him like this. He had cried of course when his best friend had died but this... this was like nothing that had ever happened.

Horatio tapped Eric lightly on the shoulder and they began walking away. Cynthia followed them slowly.

"Tim, shh..."

"I- I love her Mom." he cried. "I love her so much."

"I know honey but she's going to be fine."

"I should've gone up with her. I shouldn't have left her alone."

"Tim, this isn't your fault. So just relax..."

"I can't. What if she dies? Mom... I... if that happens I... I'll die. I need her. I can't live without her."

"She's going to be fine Timmy. She is. I know she is. She's strong Tim and she has you. Do you think she wants to give all of this up?" Linda said softly. "And if she does... well then when I die she's the first I'm going to find."

"What? Why?"

"Because she's suppose to give me a few grandkids."

Tim laughed and Linda kissed his forehead as she stroked his hair. Tim settled back in her arms and slowly fell asleep.

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Tim woke up when he heard someone talking.

"...I'm sorry."

Sorry? Who was sorry about what? Tim sat up straight and rubbed his eyes.

"What's going on?" he asked sleepily. Everyone else was asleep and Tim gave a sigh of relief, seeing that a doctor was talking to a woman. He felt bad for her but at least it wasn't Calleigh. A middle-aged man walked up and Tim felt his stomach drop.

"Uh... I'm looking for someone that came in with..." the doctor looked down at his clipboard. "A Calleigh Duquesne?"

"We did but uh... as you can see they're sleeping." Tim cracked a small smile.

"And you are?"

"Uh Tim. Tim Speedle. Calleigh's my fiancee."

"I'm Dr. Connors." he extended his hand and Tim shook it weakly.

"How's Calleigh?"

"Calleigh's fine. She has a slight concussion and a broken arm but she's fine."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Dr. Connors nodded. "She was very lucky. I see a lot of people that come in here from a fall like that and... well just be happy you still have your fiancee."

"I am. Very happy." Tim smiled, feeling stupid for overreacting before. "Can uh... can I see her?"

"Yeah. Room 362. It's all the way at the end. You can't miss it."

"Thank you very much." Tim jumped out of his chair and headed for room 362.