Six months later...

Anna sighed, fingering her now shorter and lighter locks. She had long given up hope that Tim and Calleigh would ever find her and was reluctantly giving into the fact that she would be with Michelle and Jack for the rest of her life. Michelle and Jack were too careful to do anything that would let the MDPD find them.

"Come down here and set the table!" Michelle yelled.

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Tim sighed and leaned against the wall, watching Danny play in the water and soapsuds. Calleigh had requested that he give Danny a bath tonight so she could relax for once. So he agreed, only because of the evil look in her eyes.

"Okay, come on." Tim grabbed Danny out of the tub and he let out a squeal and ran out of the bathroom, leaving a trail of bubbles and water behind him. "Danny!"

Tim groaned and grabbed the towel off the sink and walked into the hallway.

"Where are you?"

Tim stood for a minute then heard the giggling down the hallway.

"Daniel James Speedle, come here."

"Nuhuh. I play Daddy."

"You better get your ass out here."

"Tim!" Calleigh yelled upstairs. "I can hear you over that baby monitor."

"Nagger." he muttered. "Danny, come on. You're gonna get everything wet and Mommy isn't going to be happy."

"And then Daddy is going to clean it up!" Calleigh called. Tim sighed and walked into Danny's room. He let out a yelp as he slipped in a puddle of water and fell on his ass. Danny laughed loudly, his black curls flopping in his eyes.

"Daddy fell." he laughed.

"And you know why Daddy fell? Because you had to run away and drip water everywhere."

"Nuhuh."

"Yuhuh. You're soaking wet."

Danny turned red and mumbled something, but kept on laughing.

"What?" Tim asked.

"I peed."

"Where?"

Danny pointed to where Tim was sitting.

"Daddy mad?"

"Yes Daddy's mad!" Tim yelled, jumping off the floor. "Calleigh!"

She calmly walked upstairs and stared at her husband and son.

"He pissed all over the floor. I'm going to the lab."

"Tim..."

"I have to do stuff okay."

"Stuff more important than your family?"

"This pertains to our family. How can you just... give up like this!"

"I'm not the one devoting all my time to finding invisible evidence!" Calleigh exclaimed. "If something comes up, we'll know! Staring at fingerprints and bank records are not going to bring Anna back Tim!"

He ignored her and went into their bedroom to get changed. By the time he came out Danny was dressed and in bed. Calleigh grabbed Tim's hand and pushed him against the wall.

"What if you weren't a CSI and couldn't be at the lab every waking moment? What would you do then? Huh?"

"Do my own way of finding her."

"Tim, I'm not saying all hope is lost but please, will you take a breather? Honestly, sometimes I think you forget we have two other kids."

"I don't."

"And I know that Anna's your little girl and everything but we don't play favorites in this house."

"She's not my favorite. I love all our kids equally."

"Will you please stay home tonight?"

"Why?"

"Because there is no new evidence coming in and for once I want to see you. These past six months have been hell for all of us." Calleigh said. "I miss her just as much as you do. But right now we have nothing. Staring at a blank computer screen is not going to bring her back. When something comes up, it comes up. Okay?"

Tim nodded.

"Okay." Calleigh leaned up and kissed him softly. "They're both asleep now."

"We should take advantage of that then." Tim said, pulling her into their room. Calleigh smiled and locked the door.

"Mhmm." she pulled Tim back to her and kissed him. He lifted her up into his arms and carried her over to their bed, then set her down gently in the middle of it. She pulled him down to her and for a few minutes there was only them, nothing else. But then the phone rang. Tim grabbed the cordless phone of the night stand.

"Hello? Hey, what's up? Yeah... okay... yeah hold on." Tim held the phone out to Calleigh. "It's your cousin."

She smiled and brought the phone up to her ear.

"What does Stokes want with me now?" she drawled.

"I got news."

"You got another kid Nicky?"

"Nope. Hear your missing one though."

"Yeah... I really don't want to talk about it Nick."

"Something happened here in Vegas."

"Something always happens in Vegas. Tim, stop." Calleigh rolled him off her and he propped himself up on his elbow, grinning boyishly at her.

"Ooh was I interrupting something?" Nick asked.

"No. What happened?"

"Murder."

"Great."

"Prints at the scene belonged to a Jack Clark. I talked around with some of our other suspects. They gave him up. We're on the way to his house now."

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"We have to go now." Jack hissed, grabbing Anna by the arm. "Come on."

"Why? Did you do something bad?" she rolled her eyes and yelled when he slapped her.

"If you weren't such a smart ass I wouldn't have to do that." Jack snarled. "Go answer the door. It's probably Tony."

Anna gripped her cheek and felt blood trickling down between her fingers. That stupid ring, she thought. She opened the door and her eyes widened. She tried closing the door but Nick put his foot in the doorway.

"Who the hell is it?" Jack yelled from upstairs.

"N-No one." Anna stammered.

"Anna," Nick started quietly, "I've known you for too long to know that, that's you."

"Go away." she whispered. "Nick, just go."

"Anna, let me in. Everything's gonna be fine. You want to see your parents again right?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, I'm gonna get you out of here. Just open the door and let me in."

Anna slowly let go of the door and let Nick in. Jack was at the top of the stairs and immediately saw the badge.

"You stupid bitch."

Nick pulled his gun out but it was too late.