"Andy, put the gun down." Horatio said calmly. "You're right. Speedle isn't her father. You are. Do you really want to hurt your daughter?"
Andy pondered this but didn't take the gun away.
"Leave Caine." he said, all politeness dropped. "Leave and I won't hurt her."
"I'm not leaving without her. Now just put the gun down and let her come over here."
"Leave."
"Andy, do you want Calleigh to be happy?"
"More than anything."
"Then let me take Dana back to her. Come on. We'll go back to Miami and sort things out."
"No. We'll sort this out right now."
"Listen, Andy. Two ways this can go down. You hand her over or I'll make you hand her over." Horatio growled, his gun raised now.
"You wouldn't take the risk of shooting her." Andy sneered. "You can't bluff with me Caine."
"I don't bluff."
A shot went off.
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Tim rolled over when he heard his door squeak open and the bright light from the hallway caused him to wake up. He saw Horatio's hair and was awake in a minute.
"Hi."
Horatio just smiled and stepped out of the way. Dana rushed into the room. Tim sighed with relief and hugged her tightly, well as best he could with one arm. He looked at Horatio over his shoulder and mouthed, 'thanks.' Horatio nodded and left the room.
"Are you okay?" Tim whispered, hoping he wouldn't wake Calleigh, who was asleep in a chair. Dana nodded.
"I'm sorry Daddy." she sobbed quietly. Tim shook his head and kissed her forehead.
"No. No, this wasn't your fault. Alright? Okay? Dana, it wasn't."
Calleigh stirred slightly and saw Dana sitting on Tim's bed.
"Dana!" she grabbed and held her tightly, crying softly. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"
"No. I'm fine."
"Where is he? Andy, I mean." Calleigh asked. Dana tensed up and buried her face in her mother's shoulder, then mumbled something. "What?"
"Horatio shot him." Dana repeated. "He... he grabbed me and..."
She started crying again. Just the thought of what had happened scared her.
"Andy wanted Horatio to leave but he wouldn't so... Andy had a gun and... and aimed it at me..."
Calleigh tightened her grip on Dana, rocking her slowly.
"Shh... sweetie, it's over. He's not going to hurt you." she murmured.
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A few weeks later...
Calleigh moaned lightly as Tim pressed his lips against her neck, a weak spot for her.
"I love you." he whispered.
"I love you too." Calleigh mumbled, running a hand through Tim's hair. He brought his lips up to hers and they were quickly in a passionate embrace.
"STOP! LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Matty started crying as Dana screamed.
"I got the baby." Calleigh said, pulling her t-shirt on.
"I got Dana." Tim mumbled, unlocking their bedroom door. He walked down the hall and opened Dana's door.
"Stop it!" she mumbled, tossing and turning. Tim flipped the light switch and sat down on Dana's bed.
"Dana, come on. Wake up honey." he said quietly.
"Daddy, help me."
Tim felt his heart break and shook her shoulder.
"Dana, I'm here baby. Come on. Wake up."
She slowly woke up and threw herself into Tim's arms.
"Shh..." he held her tightly. "It's okay. It was just a dream."
"B-But it felt r-r-real." Dana cried.
"I know honey but it wasn't. It was just a dream. He's not going to hurt you again."
Dana nodded, sniffling.
"It's okay." Tim kissed the top of her head.
"Don't leave." Dana mumbled.
"I'll stay." Tim nodded, moving so she could lay down. He stayed there until she fell asleep and walked back to his bedroom. Matty was laying on Calleigh's chest and she looked up at him.
"How is she?" she asked. Tim sighed and sat down next to her, fingering Matty's dark curls.
"Cal, it's been three weeks and every night is the same."
"She'll be fine." she mumbled.
"She's not talking to us about it. She needs to talk to someone."
"Tim, she's not crazy."
"Baby, I didn't say that. I know she's not but... maybe talking to a psychologist is best." he said. Calleigh sighed and thought about it.
"I'll call someone in the morning.
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