"Daddy?" Calleigh asked.

"This was for before." Tim tossed an envelope onto the table. "It can stand for now as well. Anna, come on."

"Whoa, wait a minute." Calleigh held a hand up. "She's your daughter?"

"Yeah." Tim nodded.

"You never told anyone..."

"It's my personal life. No one needs to know."

"Speed, we're your friends. I'm your best friend and you figured I didn't need to know?"

"Daddy, we can go now." Anna said quickly, sensing the trouble that was arising.

"So all those times... when you'd be away from work for two weeks or... or... run out of here quickly was because of her?" Calleigh asked. "What else are you hiding?"

Tim's cell phone rang and he groaned.

"My ex-wife." he mumbled. Calleigh flopped back onto the couch and Anna quickly ran over to Tim, who was fighting answering his cell phone. "Hello?"

"Well look who's decided to turn their cell phone on!"

"Why must you hate me?"

"If you weren't such a jackass maybe I'd have a sliver of hope that I could talk to you like a normal person."

"Michelle..."

"Don't Michelle me. Where is my daughter?"

"Hey, she's my daughter too. She's right here. She's in one piece. Alive. I remembered to pick her up."

"A half hour late."

"The flight was delayed because of the storm we had down here. I got there in time. Look, I'm at work so..."

"Oh you brought her to work!"

"Apparently you do it all the time."

"Yes well Tim, I work in an office building. I don't play around at bloody crime scenes all day."

"I don't play around. I analyze. Look, I have to go."

"Let me talk to Anna."

Tim held the phone down to Anna and she took it.

"Hi Mommy. Mhmm. No I'm having fun. I'm not lying!"

Tim looked over at Calleigh and smirked.

"My ex is a bitch." he whispered.

-------S/C-------

"Blah, blah, blah..." Tim flipped through a few pages. "Prince Phillip kissed Princess Aurora and they lived happily ever after. The end."

"Daddy, that wasn't a story." Anna protested.

"It is tonight." Tim yawned. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Good night."

"Daddy?"

"What?"

"Do you like Calleigh?"

"Yeah she's all right."

"Are you going to marry her?"

Tim raised his eyebrows and coughed to cover up his laughing.

"Um... no. Why would I marry her?"

"Well you said you like her." Anna said.

"Honey, I meant I like her as a friend."

"Do you think she's pretty?"

"We're not having this conversation." Tim said. "Good night."

"Do you?"

"She's okay."

"Then why don't you marry her?"

"Because you have to love someone to marry them."

"Do you love Mommy then?"

"I did. I don't anymore."

"Why not?"

'Why should I have to explain my divorce to my six-year-old?' Tim wondered.

"Because Mommy is mean." he replied. That wasn't all lying. The feeling was quite mutual but Anna didn't need to know that.

"Mommy's not mean."

"To me she is."

"Are you going to get married?"

"I don't know. Why? Do you want me to?"

"I want you to marry Calleigh." Anna said.

"Well baby, that's not going to happen. We're only friends."

"Mommy and Jack were only friends."

'Yes and then Mommy went and had an affair.' Tim added silently.

"That was different."

"How?"

"Ask Mommy when you go home. I'm sure she'll tell you. Now this is enough talking. Go to sleep."

"Are you going to work tomorrow?"

"I'm going to have to go in for a little bit."

"Is Mrs. Goodman watching me?"

"Uh... no. You can come with me."