A/N: Speedmonkey I just got your review and I was on TalkCSI and was taking a break and I said, 'must finish quickly!' lol. Don't jinx me with the writer's block! LOL!

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Michelle rushed downstairs when she heard the banging and yelling.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she screamed, seeing Tim grasping Jack by the collar. Tim glanced behind him and Michelle was frightened for a second, seeing the angered look in her ex-husband's eyes.

"I got a call from Anna's school today." Tim started and Michelle cut him off with a scream.

"You're not supposed to be near her!"

"Why? You think you can hide her from me while you keep her locked up doing God only knows what to her?" Tim yelled. "I don't care what some damn paper says. Call the cops! It's not going to make a difference though when you hear from my lawyer. I can't believe you! You know, we've got a lot of problems between us and you hate me and I hate you but the one thing was Anna. But I never thought that you were hurt her in any way."

"WHAT?"

"Why the hell does she have bruises all over her?"

"You're insane! Get the hell out of here!"

Tim still stood there.

"I'm insane! I'm not the one beating our daughter!"

"I've never hit her in my life!" Michelle screamed.

"You might not but he is!" Tim snapped. "And you condone it Michelle! Now I know why I haven't seen her in a year! You didn't want me seeing her! You were probably monitoring our phone calls so she didn't say anything and I came and took her! And then you lie to the lawyers! Saying that I'm the one? That I'm the one that she has to be fearful of? Bull shit! You can get a restraining order, well hell, so can I!"

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Tim swung the door to the break room open and grabbed a soda out of the fridge, slamming the door closed. Eric and Horatio watched him for a second, unaware of what they should say.

"Are you going to drink it?" Eric asked, seeing Tim was holding the soda can. He shook his hand and pressed it against his lip. "What the hell happened?"

"I got in a fight."

"This was your business you had to take care of? Who did you fight?"

Tim sighed and flopped down onto the couch.

"Where's Calleigh?"

"In ballistics." Horatio replied. "Speed, you were on the clock and got into a fight? Who did you fight?"

"Eric, can you go get Anna from Calleigh? Take her outside for a bit?"

He nodded and disappeared from the room.

"Speed, what's going on?" Horatio asked.

"Nothing." he muttered.

"A busted lip isn't nothing."

"We'll talk later." Speed said, seeing Eric disappear with Anna. He headed towards Ballistics, getting weird looks from everyone. "Knock, knock."

Calleigh looked up and gasped.

"Jesus Christ!"

"Not quite."

"Baby, what happened?"

"Nothing." Tim said casually. Calleigh pulled the can away from his lip and paled.

"A black eye and a busted lip? I think something happened."

"I got into a fight with Jack. I was just so mad Cal. He answered the door and I threw my fist at him."

Calleigh glanced down at his hand, his knuckles bruised and scraped. She sighed and held the soda can against his hand.

"So what's going on?"

"I called Bradford. He's gonna get the restraining order revoked and I... well I'm going to take Michelle to court for full custody and put a restraining order on her. Did she tell you anything?"

"No. I can't believe you went there and... well came out like this."

"Babe, he looks a lot worse."

"You'll be lucky if the cops don't come kicking our door in tonight."

"Nuhuh. She won't call the cops on me. Because she knows I'll tell them what's going on in her house." Tim said. "Which I'm going to do anyway. God... I... I should've known something was up."

"Honey, you had no way of knowing." Calleigh said soothingly.

"That's the thing. I should've known when all of this started, that something was wrong."

"Don't beat yourself up over it. Come on. Let's go get Anna from Eric and go home."

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Tim tore his eyes away from the TV and stared down at Anna, sleeping in his arms.

"Babe..." Tim nudged Calleigh lightly with his foot. "Baby, wake up."

"What?" Calleigh mumbled.

"Can you turn the TV off? I'm gonna put her to bed."

"Mmm." Calleigh grabbed the remote and turned the TV off, then walked upstairs. Tim slowly lifted himself off the couch, hoping he wouldn't wake Anna in the process. He made it to her room without waking her but as he shut the light off and went to close the door, Anna called out.

"What?" Tim asked, turning around. Anna sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes tiredly.

"I don't wanna go back to Mommy. She's mean."

Tim sat down on the bed and Anna crawled onto his lap.

"How long had Mommy been... mean?"

"Since Disney. She was nice before but then she was mean. So was Jack. And they were always acting weird and telling me to stay in my room. Daddy, I want to stay with you."

"You are. You're gonna live with me and Calleigh now."

"Cool." Anna smiled.

"I'm sorry Anna." Tim muttered. "That I haven't been there."

"It's not your fault." she said. "It was Mommy's."

Tim nodded and held her tightly.

"I love you so much Anna, so much."

"I love you too Daddy."

"Okay. Enough talking. Get to sleep." Tim kissed Anna's forehead and she lay back down. Tim pulled the blanket over her. "'Night."

"Night Daddy." Anna smiled. Tim smiled back and Anna opened her mouth again. "Daddy what happened to your lip?"

"Ah... Uncle Eric and I were playing around." he lied.

"Be careful."

Tim chuckled at the thought of his seven-year-old giving him advice.

"I'll keep that in mind. Good night." Tim walked out of the room and headed towards his room, shutting the door behind him.

"That was a long time for just dumping someone in a bed." Calleigh said. Tim smirked, undressed, and got into bed. Calleigh rolled over and propped her head up in her hand. "So?"

Tim shook his head and turned his back to her. Calleigh sighed and scooted over so his back was to her chest, her hand running up and down his bare arm absentmindedly.

"Please tell me what's going on in that head of yours."

"I don't understand why someone would want to hurt her." Tim said, his voice cracking.

"I don't either baby but she's fine now."

But somewhere, deep down, Tim wondered if his baby girl would ever be fine. He knew what the next few weeks, months, hell maybe years were gonna bring and Tim didn't have a good feeling about it.