Disclaimer: I don't own them, but I promise to treat them well while I have them. No more death for Speed! This is my first fic here, so please bare with me. I would appreciate reviews and constructive criticism.

Summary: Speed Calleigh , set somewhere adrift in the first season, between Dispo Day and Body Count.

Desired Effect

He looked at her from the door. She was bent over a microscope analyzing evidence from the new case they were working on . Even though she was in full "bullet girl" mode , Speed couldn't help but smile to himself. He had always thought of Calleigh as a friend, but now his feelings were venturing into unknown territory. Day in and day out he worked alongside the southern beauty, catching glimpses of her in rare moments , such as her joy when she nailed identification on a piece or the discovery of some unknown gun. She always had a good disposition, supplying the team with much needed cheerfulness in dark times, but when it came to finding the criminals, Calleigh Duquense was all business.

" Are you gonna stand there and watch?", she asked not looking up. She knew that he had been standing there for quite a while. "Or come in and keep me company?"

" Horatio wants us in the layout room in twenty minutes,"Speed said sheepishly. He shifted his weight clumsily. He didn't know how she did it , but Calleigh made him weak at the knees.

"Okay, Tim. I'll be there . Just gotta finish this." She glanced at Speed and gave him a dazzling smile. Noticing his awkward stance she asked, " Is everything ok, Tim?"

" Okay? Um , yeah everything is fine."Speed replied a little too quickly.

"Sure?"

"Yes," Speed lied. Everything wasn't ok. He was in love with her but couldn't tell her. He didn't want to ruin a good friendship, not to mention their working relationship. Sighing softly, he headed back to the trace lab, unsure if he would be able to ever get out what he felt inside.

In the hall he ran into Eric. He enjoyed his friendship with Eric, but sometimes, Eric could be annoying.

" So you couldn't tell her, huh?", Eric asked as he walked alongside his friend.

" Tell her what?"

" You love her. C'mon man, I see how you look at her. You are head over heels in love with her. You can't deny it." Eric replied, smirking.

" What I'm trying to understand is how you can focus on my love life , when yours is so desperately in need of help. When's the last time you've had a date?", Speed said holding the door open to the layout room.

" I'm waiting for the right one," Eric said lightly.

" Riiight. More like the right price , huh?"Speed said grabbing a seat just to the right of the table.

" That was cold, man."

"But true , right?"Speed asked , smiling. Eric had narrowed his eyes at Speed, then laughed it off. It wasn't the worst thing he had said to him in the years he had worked with Speed. It was as if they were brothers lost at birth.

A minute passed before the door to the layout room opened, and Calleigh walked in. She still had her lab coat on but now her hair was loose and cascading down her back. Speed glanced at her as she took a position next to Eric. Eric smiled at Calleigh then turned to Speed and smirked, nodding his head. Speed shoved him on the arm, hoping that Calleigh didn't see the gesture.

" Gentlemen, Calleigh. Let's get to work," Horatio said standing at the door. He had quietly entered and watched as his three CSIs interacted with each other. They were the best team in the county, possibly in the state, but sometimes they could be a little childish. " What do we have?"

Calleigh was the first to offer anything ,opening the file folder that she had brought with her, "Well, the bullet we found in Ms. West's head was traced back to a stolen gun. I ran it through the IBIS database and a familiar popped up. Also , I tested the gun found at the scene and it wasn't a match to the bullet found in the vic's head. It's not the murder weapon. So there is another gun out there somewhere."

" Familiar? How familiar?", Horatio asked.

" Jamieson Reed," Calleigh replied .

" Didn't he get some time for a murder ?", Eric asked.

" Yes, but his lawyer found grounds for an appeal, and Reed walked on a technicality," Calliegh followed through. " He's been free for almost two years, and now a gun of his makes it to our crime scene. Can't wait to ask him how it got there."

" Didn't he threaten you in court?"Speed asked , his concern genuine.

" Yeah , he did, but doesn't everyone who has been found guilty of murder?" Calleigh asked lightly.

" Still , Cal, you have to watch your back. These deranged idiots don't care who they hit. Especially when they've been there before."Speed said sighing.

" You can't possibly be telling me that I shouldn't proceed, Speed. This is my crime scene. I finish what I start. No matter what."

"Okay. Okay. Calleigh, proceed with caution. If he is apart of this, I want everything tight. If we can get him to explain, then do so. Eric, what's going on with the prints on the door?"

" Found some latent prints, but most of them were smudges. Running the workable prints through AFIS right now," Eric reported.

" Speed?"

" Trace ? Surprisingly there was very little. Some kind of substance found near the body, that was also on the body. I'm still analyzing . Running the blood on the couch through DNA. But I gotta tell you H, this is weird. It looks like a home invasion, but nothing was taken. And the lack of trace makes me think that a CSI did this. The scene was too clean."Speed said closing his folder. He was frustrated by the lack of evidence the scene had yielded..

" This is not a perfect crime. The perp is careful, patient. But give some one enough rope..." Horatio started.

"And watch them hang themselves," Speed completed.

" Right. Let the evidence talk to you. I think we need to go back to the scene. Speed, you and Eric go back there and see if there is anything left. Calleigh you and I will see if we can scare up Mr. Reed. Good job, everyone."Horatio said moving into action.

Speed glanced at Calleigh as she moved to follow Horatio. He felt his heart hit his throat. He had to tell her. Now wasn't the right time, but when?

" I don't know what H thinks is still here. We went through this house with a fine toothed comb," Speed said getting out of the Hummer. He walked to the back to retrieve his kit, Eric following close behind. The day was humid and it was annoying him. He pushed his sunglasses on to his nose then looked in his field kit. Grabbing the latex gloves, Speed picked up a small piece of paper that was lodged inside. He looked at it for a moment then put it in his pocket.

" Hey , what was that?" Eric asked. He saw as Speed's cheeks turned bright red.

" Nothing. Let's get this done," Speed replied, closing the kit.

Speed walked up to the yellow crime scene tape and lifted it up. He then opened the door slowly.

There in the middle of the floor, was the blood stain that was left by the victim, Jaye West. Speed put the kit down and opened it, then he grabbed his mag lite. Eric had done the same and was a step behind him. The two men searched the home quietly, certain that they had collected everything that they needed 48 hours ago.

Speed stopped to look at the photos that still sat on the table. A woman with long brown hair and piercing hazel eyes stared back with a smile on her face. Those same eyes no longer held their gaze as she lain in a drawer in Alexx's morgue. She had been found , half naked on the floor, a good size chunk of her brain blown out . Such a pretty woman, Speed thought. He walked away from the table and continued to search the room, Eric had gone up to the bedroom to search for more clues.A moment later, Eric called Speed from upstairs. Speed ascended the stairs quickly, thinking of what to have with his crow.

" Didn't Tripp say that she was single?" Eric asked , standing in front of the closet.

" Yeah, I think he did. Why?"

Eric opened the closet to find boxes of men's clothing .

" That wasn't there two days ago. I checked this room myself."

" You think that someone came in here? After we left?" Eric asked pulling the clothes out.

" They had to have! This room was cleared by Horatio himself," Speed replied , frustration showing. He held his flashlight into the box as Eric went through it. After digging through several sweaty shirts, all of which Speed bagged, Eric picked up a picture in a frame. It was a woman and a man. The woman, Speed recognized as Jaye West. He looked harder to see the man, making sure that he was certain. It was a smiling Jamesion Reed. He noticed that the glass had a drop of something on it, he took the sample and placed the picture in another bag. As he placed the bag down, he heard Eric as he pulled something out of the box. It was a gun. After gathering all of the new evidence, Speed called Horatio and updated him on what they found. As they left the home, Speed knew that he wasn't going to his own home anytime soon.

Back at the lab, Speed headed straight for the trace department, and began working on the new evidence. He prepared the swabs found on the frame and cut swatches from the shirts found in the boxes. After he finished processing the items, he stopped and took a break. He took off his lab coat and headed for the break room. The first shift had long gone home, and Speed walked through the abandoned hall slowly. He had been wrong about the West case. Now he was paying for it.

Entering the break room, he noticed as it was empty. Grateful, he grabbed a bottled water from the refrigerator, and sat at the table. He just needed a few minutes to clear his mind. He took a swig from the bottle in the process dripping water onto his shirt. As he swiped his shirt, he felt something in his pocket. He put his hand into the pocket producing a folded sheet of paper. He opened it , instantly remembering where it came from. He glanced at the script, then read it fully. He ignored the bottle of water as the note held his attention. Several words burned into his mind; Sex, table, positions , what I'd like to do to you, Tim Speedle. He felt himself getting lost in the seductive prose, and didn't realize as the break room door opened. Speed glanced up to see Calleigh looking at him with a sly smile on her face. She knew what he was reading.

" Is this the first time that you've had a chance to read it?" Calleigh said to him as she wallked up to him. She could feel the sexual tension that he radiated. She brushed softly against him, chuckling lightly at his reaction.

"Um, yeah. I found it in my kit at the West home this afternoon," Speed replied , trying to collect himself.

Calleigh sat down next to him and pulled the chair closer, " Well? Do you think I'm a little too forward?"

" Well it had it's desired effect. Are you sure about even half of the stuff, you wrote?"Speed asked looking into those beautiful green eyes. He would've pinched himself to see if he was dreaming, if she hadn't been so close.

" I don't make empty promises, Tim. I'm serious. I've seen you look at me. You want it as much as I do," Calleigh replied , the lust evident in her eyes. She got closer to Speed and parted her lips. Speed leaned in farther and tilted his head slightly , his lips brushing against hers. The touch sent electricity through both Speed and Calleigh, and the bottled up passion sprung forth.Calleigh slid her hand into , Speed's dark hair and grasped tightly as she pulled him deeply into the kiss. She felt as Speed had cradled his hands on her face. Before he lost control of the situation, Speed pulled away from her.

" Calleigh, not here. Not now. I want it to be special," Speed said taking in her scent.

Although she had one thing on her mind, Calleigh nodded and sat back, " Always the gentleman."

" I would like to , to spend more time with you, Cal. I want this to be right. I love you," he replied taking her hand into his. It was soft.

" I love you Tim," Calleigh said soflty, "More than you know."

Speed smiled at her , thrilled that he could now breathe easy around her. Desired effect indeed.