Tim woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. He quickly grabbed the cordless phone off his night stand, so the sound didn't wake Anna.

"Hello?"

"As much as I don't want to talk to you, I need to."

"What a way to greet a person Michelle." Tim said sleepily, sitting up. "What's going on?"

"I need you to keep Anna for a couple more weeks."

"Okay. Why? What's going on?"

"I'm moving back to Miami. I've decided that us shipping her back and forth isn't good. Besides I got transferred back there."

"So... I'm gonna be able to see her daily now?"

"Yeah. I suppose."

"You know, I should be pissed at you, not the other way around. You went behind my back, remember?"

"Yeah but you caused it. I'll be in Miami in a week. I'll take her off your hands then."

"You make it sound like I don't care about her."

"Because I know you don't Tim. Deep down, you wish that we never happened."

"Yeah but that doesn't mean I regret her." Tim stared down at the sleeping brunette. "I'll keep her until you get settled in your new house."

"That could be a while."

"I don't care." Tim hung the phone up and placed it back on the night stand.

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Calleigh glanced up when she heard the door open. She smiled as Anna ran over to her.

"Hi. Did you have fun last night?" she asked.

"I did. Your toys are very fun to play with." Calleigh replied, looking up at Tim.

"I need to talk to Calleigh for a minute Anna." he said. She scowled but nodded and let the CSIs leave.

"What's going on?" Calleigh asked.

"My ex-wife is moving back to Miami and she wants me to keep Anna for a while more until she gets settled. Thing is... Anna's birthday is next week. She... she really seems to like you and um... I was gonna take her up to Orlando for a few days."

"You... you want me to come?"

"It'd mean a lot to her." Tim said, hoping Calleigh didn't think he wanted her to come. Well... he did but... "I mean, you don't have to come."

"N-No. I um... I'd like to. That is, if you don't mind."

"No! I don't! Look, about last night..."

"Don't worry about it. Nothing happened."

"Would something have if she hadn't called me?" Tim asked quietly. Calleigh looked away and shrugged.

"I don't know."

Tim left it at that.

"Thanks for watching her." he said.

"We'll have a lot of fun." Calleigh smiled, walking back into her lab. Tim watched the two for a minute, then walked up to Horatio's office, hoping to buy some days off. He knocked on the open door and Horatio beckoned him in.

"What's on your mind Speed?"

"Um... next week, do you think I could... well could I have the week off?"

"Why?"

"I..." Tim sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "It's Anna's birthday on the 20th and I decided to take her up to Orlando. You know the whole deal. Disney, Universal, Seaworld..."

Horatio smiled and laughed lightly.

"What?" Tim asked.

"You are so attached to her." Horatio replied. "She brings out a side of you that none of us have ever seen before. Yeah. Take the week off."

"Uh... there's another thing."

"What?"

"Anna's grown attached to Calleigh and I asked her to come along. She agreed."

Horatio sighed.

"Spare both of you for the week?" he asked. "Speed..."

"H, please. It... It would mean a lot to... Anna." he said.

"Mean a lot to Anna or to you?" Horatio questioned. Tim turned red. "Speed?"

"Anna." he mumbled.

"Speed, I know how you feel about her."

"She's my daugh—"

"Calleigh, Speed. Not Anna. Does she feel the same about you?"

"I don't know. I doubt it." Tim sighed. "Please Horatio?"

"On one condition Tim." he said.

"What's that?"

"By the time you come back, she better be your girlfriend. Or I just wasted a week of my best CSIs so they could get together."

"I'll do my best." Tim smirked. "Thanks Horatio."

"No problem." he smiled.

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"You were supposed to take a turn back there!" Calleigh exclaimed, whacking Tim with the map. "Do you listen to me?"

"Apparently not." he muttered, fixing his sunglasses. "Stop abusing me!"

Anna giggled, watching the exchange between the two.

"Daddy?"

"What?"

"You didn't tell me where we were going."

"Honey, we may not get there because your dad doesn't listen." Calleigh said sympathetically but with a glare to the dark haired CSI.

"Angel, I didn't tell you because it's a surprise." Tim said, getting off the parkway at the next exit. "Okay?"

"What are you doing now!" Calleigh yelled.

"You told me the turn was back there!" Tim exclaimed. "I'm getting back on the parkway in a minute, but we'll be going the other way."

"At this rate, we're going to never get there."

"Will you stop? I know where I'm going."

"Then why have we gotten lost quite a few times?"

"Because you give shitty directions." Tim snapped.

"Daddy!" Anna squealed.

"I know Anna. No bad words."

She smiled triumphantly and settled back in her seat as Tim and Calleigh bickered some more.

"Why don't you just pull over and let me drive?" Calleigh said.

"Because you can't drive. You'll get us killed."

"At least I interpret the directions right!"

Anna sighed and stared out the window. She thought it was pretty funny how her dad and Calleigh fought. They were kinda like Joey and herself. Joey was her 'boyfriend.' At first he teased her and picked on her and they fought, a lot like Tim and Calleigh were doing right now. Anna cried lots of times to Michelle, who said all boys were the same and fought with girls they liked. A few days later, Joey announced to the whole kindergarten class that he loved Anna and picked on her so she'd pay attention to him. Anna thought back to when Michelle said, 'all boys are the same.' Well if all boys are the same...

"Daddy?"

"What Anna?" Tim asked, slowly losing his patience.

"You remind me of Joey."

"Who's Joey?"

"My boyfriend."

Tim hit the car in front of him.

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

"I'm sorry." Tim said for what seemed the thousandth time. "I... I wasn't paying attention. It's all my fault."

"Don't worry about it. I pulled out right in front of you. No one's hurt are they?"

"No. We're fine." Tim ran a hand through his hair. "Are you sure it's no problem?"

"Yeah. Everything's good." the other driver was, thankfully, quite nice and didn't care Tim had messed up his back bumper. They quickly departed and Tim was soon, again, on his way to Orlando, hopefully by the night's end and hopefully in one piece. Tim got back in the car and saw Anna was asleep. He didn't know what she had meant by 'he reminded her of Joey.'