Stuck on Rewind

Disclaimer: I don't own them, I guess I should be nice to the guys at CBS, they brought us this wonderful show!

Parings: slight speed/ calleigh

A/N: Just a little twist on the episode 'Lost Son', so if anything is familiar, that's the reason. Don't worry, I don't crib the entire eppy. :)

Chapter 1

Tim turned over to smack the alarm as it blared uncontrollably . He blinked, trying to get the sleep out of his eyes and pushed the covers to the side. He had two days left of vacation, and he seriously thought about forgoing his usual morning run. He resigned himself to stay on his daily routine and finally got up. He slipped on his jogging pants and a t-shirt and walked downstairs. In the quietness of the early morning, Tim always took the time to gather himself. He had a very demanding job , and if he never took anytime for himself, he would surely crack. His morning runs were his way of preparing himself for the horror he faced daily.

As he walked into the kitchen, he tripped on his untied shoe and knocked over the spice rack, sending the small containers everywhere. Tim sighed loudly and bent to pick them up. After he picked up the last bottle, he tied his shoes . Looking at his watch, he shook his head and grabbed a water bottle out of the refrigerator. He wasn't worried about time today, he was on vacation. He left the house and began his day on the right step.

TS

When he returned back to the house later that morning, he heard the phone ringing. Quickly, he unlocked the door and raced into the kitchen to grab the head set.

" Hello?"

" Speed, what's up man? Where have you been?" Delko asked loudly. " I thought you said that you were going to call me this morning."

" Delko, it's still morning. I just got back from running. What's up?" Tim said sighing.

" Just wanted to know what you have planned for the next two days. I was thinking about going to the keys and taking in some sights. Wanna come?"

" I can't. I've got something to do today. I promised Calleigh that I'd clean my gun. You know she's been on me since Dispo day . I told her that I would do it before I returned back to work."

" You can bring it along. C'mon man. We never get vacation time. Carpei Diem!"

" Latin, nice touch," Tim said sarcastically, " but you know as well I as I do Eric that if I go to the keys, that gun will never get cleaned."

" Well if you're not coming, then I 'm not going..."

"Eric, what are you, ten? If you want to go ,then go. Have fun," Tim said as he leaned up against the cabinet. In truth he was touched that his friend would scrap his plans to hang out. " I tell you what, swing by , maybe we can go out later. I'll call Calleigh to see if she's busy."

" Calleigh, Calleigh, Calleigh. What is it with you two? You both act like you can't get enough of each other," Eric replied inciting a hurt tone. Before Calleigh, there was no separating him and Tim.

" Jealous?" Tim asked.

" No, it's just that I don't like my best friend being whipped over a girl."

" Whipped? What do you mean whipped?" Tim countered, his voice rising.

" Nothing. It's just that what ever Calleigh says goes .It's the beginning of the end my friend."

" Whatever. You want to go out tonight or what?"

" Yeah, sure. Guess I'll have to call some body."

" Right, because we don't want to have to babysit you."

" Haha , funny," Delko replied. He was a notorious ladies man, and he usually picked up a girl just as he walked in the door of a club.

" I'm serious, I don't want you raining on our parade," Tim replied as he put the water bottle back in the refrigerator.

"I'll see who I can dig up on such a short notice. I'll call you back later, Speed." Eric said hanging up.

Tim chuckled to himself and hung up the phone. Then he walked into his living room. He glanced at the gun cleaning kit on the coffee table as he opened the horizontal blinds to his patio, letting the sun burst into his home. He stood in the window for a moment to savor the serene beauty of the day. As he walked past the coffee table again, he thought to himself, I 'll get to it after my shower. He then walked upstairs thinking about the peaceful run he had. He couldn't remember the last time he was this relaxed. The gun was the farthest thing on his mind as he set about doing other things.

TS

The music pulsated through his body as he wove through the sea of people. He looked back at Calleigh to make sure that she was still behind him as he led her to a table in the back. Once the settled at their table, Calleigh tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention and pointed to the doorway. Tim turned to see Eric as he entered with a tall brunette by his side. Smiling slightly, he waved them over to the table.

" Eric, I see you made it. Didn't have trouble getting in did you? Who's the girl?" Speed yelled above the music.

" This is Josephine Catera. Josie , meet Tim Speedle, and Calleigh Duquense . I work with them," Eric said introducing her. She smiled politely and shook both their hands.

" Nice to meet you both," she said simply.

" I'll order the drinks,"Tim said feeling a little awkward. He knew that Eric had just picked her up in front of the club because she had been with her girlfriends when he and Calleigh had arrived.

Calleigh looked up at Tim and smiled brightly, " You know what I like, Tim."

"Cosmopolitan right?"

" Yeah, and I don't want to hear any crap about it being a 'chick drink'."

" I didn't say anything , sweetie."

" But you were thinking it. I know how your mind works, Speedle ," Calleigh replied as she grabbed his hand. She loved the way it felt inside of hers.

" You're so certain. Eric, Josephine, you guys want anything?" Tim asked.

" Yeah a beer, and Josie..."

" I'll have sex on the beach," Josephine stated as everyone shot her a look. She pulled out her money and sighed, "the drink."

Tim smirked and walked away to place the order. He knew that his friend would have a long night ahead of him.

After a night of dancing and talking, Tim drove Calleigh home. He looked over at her as she snoozed the booze off and felt a warmness flow through him. He never felt like this about anyone. They had been dating for less than two months but he already felt a strong connection between the two of them. Pulling up to her condo, he gently pushed her shoulder to wake her. She had too many Cosmos.

" Calleigh, we're here. Wake up, honey."

"Huh? Um oh, we're here?" Calleigh said stirring.

"We 're at your house."

"Oh yeah, my house. Did Eric get Josie home okay," Calleigh asked as she stumbled out of her truck.

" I'm sure he did," Tim said smirking to himself. He could only imagine what his best friend was doing at that exact moment. " Watch your step ,Cal."

" Nice bike," Calleigh slurred as she pointed to Tim's canary yellow Ducati.

" C'mon Cal, let's get you to bed," he returned as he felt his face turn red. He unlocked the door and helped her inside. He then carried her up to her room and undressed her and put her in bed. He bent to kiss her on her forehead then moved to turn off her lamp.

" Tim," Calleigh said half asleep, " clean your gun , baby."

He looked at her as she started to drift away, and smiled. She thought about guns too much.

" I'll clean it tomorrow," Tim said quietly. He then locked her door and got on his bike heading for home, exhausted. I'm going to sleep in tomorrow, screw the run, he thought to himself. He had another day before he had to report for duty.

TBC...

A/N: I hope you like it. This one will be short. It's just something I thought about when I heard that Rory had said that working on the show was a little like that Bill Murray movie, Ground hog day. I can't remember if I read it or someone was posting it in the CSI files speed thread. Either way, I hope you guys enjoy it!