Tim quietly walked into the living room, where everyone was sitting. He paused in the doorway, his eyes landing on Calleigh. She was talking with his parents, their six month old niece bouncing on her knee. Tim smiled slightly and finally sat next to her, taking the baby from her. Brianna squealed happily, obviously keen on her uncle and happy to have all the attention.

"Well look who decided to show up." Susan said, an eyebrow raised. Calleigh followed her stare and brushed snow out of Tim's unruly, black hair.

"I'm sorry. The boys tackled me." Tim said lamely.

"You're a 33 year old man and three 6 year olds crippled you?" his father asked, an amused look on his face. Tim sent Jack a glare and turned back to his mother, who was eyeing him.

"What?"

"You look good with a baby Timmy." Susan said, glancing between her son and daughter-in-law. Calleigh held back a sigh, having gone through this before.

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"Well we're just going to have to tell them sooner than later." Calleigh said, throwing the blankets back with Tim's help.

"If we tell them, my mom will have a heart attack and we'll never leave." he said, turning the light off. "She already has four. Why does she want another one?"

"Well she can't help it if she has another grandchild in a few months."

"Can't we just forget about it?" Tim asked. Calleigh leaned over him and turned the light on. Tim glanced over his shoulder and was met with his wife's icy glare.

"Forget about it?"

"Yeah. I... that's not what I meant. I meant, let's not worry about telling them now. Let's wait about seven months."

"Really, because it really sounded like you were saying, 'Go to bed. Let's forget we're having a baby.'"

"Well it wasn't." Tim said, hating that he could act like a jerk at the worst times. "Baby, come on."

Calleigh rolled onto her side after turning the light off and Tim wrapped an arm around her, burying his face in her shoulder.

"Cal, you know that's not what I meant." he murmured, pressing his lips against her cheek. Calleigh ignored him. "Because it's not. I love you and the baby. More than anything. But... my mom will freak when she hears and I'm just trying to get through this week as normal as possible. I don't want to have to worry about being dragged into baby plans and... and... all that other stuff. We can do that when we get back to Miami."

"I'm sorry. It's my hormones." Calleigh mumbled, making them both laugh. "I know you love the baby Tim it's just... your mom is always calling and bugging about having a baby and now we're going to be and you don't want her knowing."

She rolled over and stared at Tim. He stared back at her, pulling her closer towards him.

"Let's just relax." he pleaded. "No work, no Delko..."

"We should take advantage of that." Calleigh smiled mischievously, running a finger down Tim's bare chest. He felt a shiver run down his spine and in a second, had his lips on hers. Tim rolled them over so he was on top and kissed his way down to Calleigh's neck.

"You... you do realize my... my parents are down the... the hall, right?" he panted, not getting enough of her. Calleigh mumbled something incoherently. "What?"

"I said, from what Maggie said that hasn't stopped you before." she smirked. Tim narrowed his eyes and was taken aback when Calleigh pushed him onto his back. "How old were you?"

"Oh she didn't give you the details huh?" Tim sneered, capturing her lips in another heated kiss. "Fifteen."

"WHAT?"

"Shh! I'm kidding. Actually no. I forgot about Lauren. Maggie had her friend Lauren over. Maggie went out for a few minutes to get a pizza and uh... well I invited Lauren into my room. I had her down to her bra and jeans when my father walked in."

"And what about you?"

"I was in my boxers." Tim had a humourous look on his face. "After that night I wasn't allowed to hang out with girls in my room, unless it was my sister. I also got a long, long, long talk about the Birds and the Bees."

"Well someone was a bad boy." Calleigh teased. "Any others I should know about?"

"My girlfriend when I was in high school. I snuck her in through the window when my parents were having a party. My grandmother caught me that time. Thought she would die. That time I got a long talk about having sex only when I was married and my behavior was sinful. I was eighteen and wasn't having sex. I was just kissing her and had her up against a wall."

"Oh. Well I don't care about your other girls. I care about me." Calleigh winked.

"Well good because that's what I care about." Tim grinned. The talking ceased and the kissing picked up again. Tim kissed Calleigh's neck softly, his heart doing a flip at the moan she had let out. "I love—"

Tim's passionate statement was cut off by a loud siren.

"What the hell..." he glanced out the window where swirling blue and red lights were gleaming.

"Never a quiet moment." Calleigh complained, running a hand through her now messy hair. "What's going on?"

"A lot of squad cars." Tim replied, squinting to make the street out. "A lot of people."

He turned away from the window and went into the dresser, grabbing jeans and a shirt.

"What happened to no work?" Calleigh asked as Tim hastily got dressed.

"I'm just curious." he replied. Calleigh sighed and followed her stubborn husband out into the cold night. "Mom!"

Susan turned around as her son walked closer.

"What's going on?" Tim asked.

"We heard shots go off and Mr. Stillson called the police." Susan replied. Tim watched as people filed in and out of the house.

"Shots..." Calleigh mumbled, slipping an arm around Tim's waist. He pulled her closer to him, his arm draping around her shoulders. "Well someone died. That's the coroner's van over there."

"And the CSI team is pouring in and out of that house. Who lives there?" Tim added.

"Oh a new couple. They only care about their money." Susan said stiffly. "Just like this whole damn neighborhood."

"Yes and you only care about your gossip." Tim smirked, walking towards the yellow tape.

"Tim!" Calleigh called. "You're not going to be able to do anything!"

"Sir, you can't come past the tape." a patrol officer said.

"I know. Det. Speedle, Miami-Dade." Tim said. "What happened?"

"Shots were fired. At least one dead body. That's all I know."

"So much for a quiet Christmas." Calleigh sighed.