Calleigh woke up to the phone ringing and glanced behind her. Tim was still asleep, his arm draped over her waist. Calleigh grabbed the phone and pressed talk.
"Hello?" she answered quietly.
"Uh... Calleigh?"
"Yeah. Who... Dana?"
"Yeah. I'm sorry to bug you so late."
"No. No it's okay. What's wrong?"
"Um... I... can you meet me tomorrow?"
"Yeah. Where?"
"McDonald's over on Dade Boulevard?"
"Sure. Do you need a ride."
"No. It's not far. I'll walk. Thanks."
"Okay. I'll see you in the morning. Bye."
"Bye."
Calleigh put the phone back on her night stand.
"Who was that?" Tim mumbled as Calleigh settle back in his arms.
"A friend."
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Calleigh saw Dana enter McDonald's and waved her over to where she was sitting.
"Oh my lord. What happened to your eye?"
"I fell." Dana muttered.
"Dana, you don't get a black eye from falling. Believe me I know." Calleigh said. "What happened?"
"I fell."
"Please, don't lie to me."
"Why do you care?"
"Because you're my daughter!" Calleigh exclaimed softly.
"No I'm not."
"Okay. Granted I gave you up but that was because I cared about you. What happened?"
"My father, Jake... he... he gets abusive some times."
"Some times? How many times?"
"Not often." Dana fidgeted in her seat but Calleigh, reluctantly, didn't press it.
"So why did you want to meet me?"
"I... we just moved here from New Orleans and I... I want to get to know you."
"Well... do your... parents allow it?"
"I don't care what they think."
"Well honey, I can't just come and take you. That would be kidnapping." Calleigh said.
"But you're my mother!" Dana exclaimed.
"Biologically yes but not legally. When the Wilkes adopted you, you became their daughter."
"Can't you take me back?"
"Is that what you want?"
"I just want to know you."
"I want to know you too." Calleigh said. They went into a lapse of silence as they picked at their food. "Why don't I take you home and talk to your parents?"
"N-No. That's okay." Dana stammered. "Can I go to um... your house?"
"Um..." Calleigh thought about Tim and wondered if he was home. "I don't think that would be a good idea. Not yet at least. You can call me any time you want Dana. If you want to meet somewhere I'll be there."
"Is it because of that?" she asked, pointing to the diamond rings on Calleigh's hand.
"Partially. Tim doesn't know about... everything."
"Tim... Tim Speedle?"
Calleigh nodded, staring at the bruise under her daughter's eye.
"Dana, why did he hit you?"
"I had an attitude." she replied. "Thanks for lunch."
"Anytime." Calleigh smiled. "Do you need a ride?"
Dana shook her head.
"It's not a far walk."
"I go that way anyway. It's not a big deal."
"Yeah it is." Dana muttered. "I'll see you later."
"Bye." Calleigh watched as Dana walked out of the restaurant and headed down the street.
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"Where were you?" Tim asked.
"I had to meet someone." Calleigh replied. "Where are the guys?"
"They haven't come yet. Baby, come here."
Calleigh sighed and walked over to the couch. Tim pulled her down into his lap and she rested her head on his shoulder.
"You know, ever since that girl walked into CSI three days ago, you've been acting strange."
"No I haven't."
"Yeah you have. What's going on with you?"
"Nothing."
"Cal..." Tim let out a sigh. "Honey, come on. It's me. You know you can talk to me about anything."
"Tim, I really don't want to talk about it. It was just a friend that I met for lunch."
"Why don't I believe that?"
"Then don't believe me!" Calleigh exclaimed, jumping off his lap.
"What the hell is wrong with you? You're worrying me Calleigh."
"Stop worrying! Nothing is going on."
"Calleigh, baby please..."
"Tim, I don't want to tell you."
"Why not?" he asked softly. "You never told me what that girl wanted."
Calleigh sighed, knowing that Tim was not going to give up.
"You really want to know?" she asked. He nodded, a concerned expression on his face. "I... that girl, Dana is my daughter."