Tim opened the door to his bedroom and Eric peered out the window, a pair of binoculars in his hands.

"Yeah she's definitely watching you. Come take a look at this." Eric held out the binoculars and Tim looked through them.

"That's a video recorder on a tripod, looking straight into my bedroom." he muttered.

"Well, I don't want to watch that tape."

Tim slowly turned and looked at Eric, who smirked.

"I'm kidding." he added.

"We need to get that tape." Tim said.

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"He left her. I'm so happy. Finally, after all these years, he left her."

Tyler raised an eyebrow and Tim sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"I thought it was one tape." he muttered. "These are from the past nine years."

The camera swerved and it focused on a house down the street. Tim felt his breath hitch when Calleigh exited the house and the camera zoomed in on her.

"There she is. She doesn't even care. Going on with life like she never had him before..."

"This isn't going to give me anything." Tim said, drowning out Kiera's narrating. "Go to the latest tape."

Tyler nodded and looked through the boxes littering the floor.

"Uh... May 16. That was two days ago." he said, putting the video in the VCR. Tim turned red and fast forwarded the tape. Tyler sighed and shook his head. "I really didn't need that image in my head. You getting dressed... well, it's not the best."

"I would really like to get this done without your comments." Tim said, playing the video now.

"I saw the girl, Meghan yesterday. I'll take her first. Make Tim come to me. Then, we'll go get James and be a family, just like we've always wanted. Tim told me that. On our first date..." Kiera's voice said. Tim stared at the screen in confusion. Was she this insane that she was remembering things from so long ago and adding memories along with it? When he had dated Kiera, one time might he add, he was twenty-four and the only thing on his mind had been beer, sex, and his new job at CSI. He never said anything about wanting a family, Tim knew that. That had been the last thing on his mind.

The annoying ring of his cell phone jolted Tim back into reality and he answered it.

"Speedle."

"Hi."

"What do you want from me?"

"You. That's all I want Tim. Come and meet me."

"Where?"

"At the docks."

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Tim pulled his Tahoe to a stop at the docks and saw a silver Mercedes nearby. He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the Hummer parked down the street. Everything was set. Kiera stepped out of the Mercedes when she saw Tim walk over.

"It's been too long Tim." she said.

"It has." he glanced through the tinted windows, trying to see Meghan in the car.

"She's not in there. I knew you'd want her so I left her somewhere where she can't bug us or get in the way." Kiera smiled. "I finally have you again I see. After nine years of you ignoring me, my life has gotten pretty boring and depressing."

"You could've moved on."

"But I can't. You know, people tell me too and I tell them that I'm just waiting for my true love to come to his senses."

Tim smiled weakly and looked around.

"Where's Meghan?"

"I'll tell you after I get what I want. Do you have anyone else with you?"

"No. I came alone, just like you asked."

"Good. I knew you wouldn't let me down." Kiera said.