Some time later...
"Calleigh, how long do we have to stand here?" Eric whined.
"Until he gets the measurements right." she snapped. "God you two act like you're being sentenced to death. If you didn't wait till the last minute this would have all been done months ago."
"We still have two months!" Tim exclaimed. "And I hope we have a different person."
"Why? Don't like being checked out?" Calleigh teased.
"Not by a guy." Tim snapped. "You'd think you'd be jealous."
"You'd think you'd relax."
"Will you two stop bickering?" Horatio asked. "By the way Speed, that suit..."
"Shut up!" he blushed as their attendant walked back in.
"Well, Mr. Delko and Mr. Caine are done."
"What about me? This fits fine." Tim said. Johnny shook his head.
"It's not supposed to go past your fingers like that Tim." he said, walking over.
"You don't know Tim then. He wears everything baggy." Eric smirked.
"You're going to a wedding not the drug deal down the street." Johnny sighed. "Stand straight."
Tim kept on slouching.
"Honey the more you don't cooperate, the more we have to stay." Calleigh said.
"Why don't you go look at some dresses sweetheart?" Tim suggested, clearly annoyed with her.
"My dress is done. I didn't wait till the last minute unlike three guys I know."
Tim sighed and stood straight but crossed his arms. Johnny grabbed him by the shoulders and straightened his arms.
"Ooh... you're strong." he smiled, resting a hand on Tim's arm. Eric buried his head in his hands, trying desperately not to laugh. Horatio looked highly amused.
"Yeah I work out." Tim muttered. "Can we get this over and done with?"
"Yes, just work with me here. How long do you work out for?"
"Whenever I have free time and my fiancee drags me out to run around the park ten times. Happy?"
"What are you a dog?" Johnny winked. "Now I have to take some off here..."
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Tim slid his credit card through the machine as Johnny came out.
"Oh Tim! Here's my card if you need anything else." he said. Tim reluctantly took it and nodded his thanks.
"We'll see if that happens." he said. "Thanks for everything."
"Anytime." Johnny smiled and walked away. Tim sighed and walked out of the store.
"I'm hungry." he complained.
"But... don't you want to keep your... amazing figure Tim?" Calleigh asked, squeezing his arm. "You don't want to get all flabby and disgusting right?"
"Shut up. He was doing it to Horatio and Eric too."
"Really? He didn't give us a card." Horatio feigned a hurt look.
"You want it H?" Tim flung the white card at him. "Do we need to do any more shopping?"
"Yes!" Calleigh squealed, running up to a store window. "Babe!"
"No. No pets." Tim shook his head. "You're enough."
"Oh but look how cute he is!"
"Adorable. Can we please go home or back to the lab? Anywhere would be great, except the mall."
"Even my mom's?"
"Let's go home."
"Not until we look in here." Calleigh walked into the pet store and Tim sighed as he and the boys followed her.
"Darling, you forget who has the keys to the car. I will leave you here."
"That's okay. I'd be quite happy living in the mall and there's always such a thing called a taxi."
Eric snickered and Tim flung a hand out to smack him.
"Tim, just look at them. How cute are they?" Calleigh cooed, crouching down in front of a few of the dogs on display.
"Precious. We're not getting one."
"Why not? Bella died! It's lonely."
"And that cat belongs in hell where she is!" Tim spat. "We're not getting another demonic... thing in our house!"
"Think of it as a wedding gift."
"Oh you'll be getting lots of wedding gifts. Money, appliances,"
"Sex." Eric added, making a few customers turned around, "...of the dog! Does anyone know its gender?"
"Tim, please." Calleigh begged, "I would love you forever."
"Oh I need to buy you a dog to be loved? Then forget the wedding."
"I'll buy him behind your back."
"I will throw him out into the street!"
"It's the not the same thing as a cat Tim."
"You're right. It's more work! You have to walk it, pick up its shit, it pees everywhere, have to feed it. And you know what? I'm going to get stuck taking care of the stupid thing! 'Honey go walk Spot. It'll be good for you to exercise.'"
"What are you going to do when we have kids?" Calleigh asked.
"Sweetheart, kids are different than dogs and besides, we're not even married and you're thinking about kids?"
"Right on!" Eric exclaimed, holding up his hand for a hi-5. Tim stared at him. "..or not."
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Tim sighed as he stood outside, waiting for the puppy to do its business.
"I cannot believe she talked me into this." he muttered. A window opened up and Calleigh poked her head out of the kitchen.
"How's it going baby?"
"Oh we're having a party sweetie. Why don't you come and join us?"
"Stop being so negative! Where's my baby?"
"Right here!" Tim muttered, knowing Calleigh was talking about Charlie.
"Are you and Daddy having fun?"
"Calleigh, if you actually think for one second..."
"Tim, it's a dog. It's our responsibility."
"I didn't want him."
"Shh! Don't let him hear you." Calleigh snapped. Tim bent down to the dog's height and smirked at him.
"I. Didn't. Want. You. And. I. Don't. Like. You."
"You're a horrible father! Are you going to tell are kids this?" Calleigh asked.
"I will actually want our kids. It will actually be of our blood and species."
"Well honey, Charlie resembles you so..."
"Are you saying I---- he did not just pee on me. Dammit Calleigh these are my good pants!"
"They have holes in them. I've been wanting to throw them out for ages!"
"Hey Tim!"
"How's it going Dan?" he asked.
"Pretty good. Did you step in something?" his neighbor asked.
"No my fiancee's dog pissed on me. Have a nice night." Tim walked back into his house, Charlie following him.
"See you in the morning." Dan muttered.
"Honey, it's just a bit of... urine." Calleigh said, cuddling Charlie in her arms. "Just go change your pants."
"I will never be able to wear these pants again. They've been pissed on by a dog. You know, every animal you bring in here is like... out to get me."
"Be nicer to him."