"Hey."

Alexx looked up from the body in front of her and smiled.

"Hey Timmy."

"So what happened?"

"Shot twice. You'll need Calleigh to know the caliber."

"Yeah except she's not here." Tim scowled.

"How is she?"

"Whiney."

Alexx chuckled.

"You want me to stop by and keep her company?"

"No. She'll just complain that you're the only one that's come to see her. She acts like she's in jail."

"Well you treat her like she's in jail." Alexx reminded. Tim stared at her. Alexx pushed a container at him. "His stomach contents."

"How did we go from my wife to some guy's stomach contents? Did she tell you she feels that way?"

"Yeah. Apparently you don't let her lift a gallon of milk."

Tim turned red.

"Well uh... I... she... what if she drops it?"

"Then it hits the floor. Tim, lighten up. She's pregnant not dying."

"Sometimes she acts like it. I just... oh never mind." he muttered as Brianna walked in. Alexx rolled her eyes at Tim and went back to discussing the body with him.

"Alexx, did you get to my case yet?" Brianna asked.

"No Brianna. I'm still working Speed's." she replied. "Come back in a few hours."

Brianna nodded, staring at the container in Tim's hands. He glanced down and smirked at her.

"It's my lunch." he explained. Brianna gave him a disgusted look and ran out. Alexx laughed and shook her head. "She has a lot to learn. Calleigh has talked about her non-stop."

"She likes her?"

"No. She hates her. Swears that she's trying to get me."

"Be careful." Alexx winked. Tim gave her a look and walked towards the door.

"Thanks for my lunch." he added, smirking at her.

"Come back anytime." Alexx joked.

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"Tim?"

He looked up and saw Brianna standing there.

"Sorry. I get really addicted to my work and leave everything behind. What's up?"

"I just wanted to know if you wanted to go get a drink or something."

"Uh... I can't tonight. I got a lot of evidence to log in. Belmontes had some hot date and Eric went home to Valera so I'm stuck here, logging it all in by myself."

"I could stay and help you."

"No. Go home. You uh... had a long day." Tim said. 'God why won't she leave?' "Maybe some other time."

Brianna smiled and nodded.

"See you tomorrow Tim."

"Night." he mumbled, already focused on his work again. Brianna waited for a second, then walked out. Tim sighed and shoved all his evidence in a box and quickly left CSI.

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Tim quietly entered his house and went upstairs to his bedroom.

"Hi." he was surprised to see Calleigh awake and she smiled at him.

"Hi yourself."

"I thought you were asleep. You weren't answering the phone."

"That's cause Dino knocked it off the table and I couldn't get it."

The puppy looked up at the sound of his name and whimpered as his owner gave him a steely glare. Tim chuckled and walked into the adjoining bathroom.

"My mom was over." Calleigh said, trying to get comfortable. "She said she wants to have a party for my birthday."

"Baby, you're birthday isn't for a few more weeks." Tim mumbled around his tooth brush.

"I know but she said that there's nothing wrong with planning ahead and that she's having a lot of my family come because she wants them to see the baby. How was work?"

"Don't change the subject." Tim walked back into their bedroom and looked at Calleigh fidgeting. "Ants in your pants?"

"Don't say that!" she squealed. "Eww now I feel like they're crawling on me!"

Tim chuckled and got into bed next to her.

"So what happened at work?" Calleigh asked.

"I got a vic, shot twice, best friend did it to be with his wife." Tim replied. "Brianna thinks I eat dead people's stomach contents."

"I don't wanna know."

"Okay." Tim leaned over and kissed her softly. Before the kiss could escalate, Calleigh pulled away and they both looked down at her stomach. Tim smiled and rested his hand there. "Guess we have to get used to getting interrupted by him huh?"

"Her."

"Him."

"Her."

"Him."

"Tim..."

"Fine." he rolled his eyes. "What are you doing with that book?"

"Well see, the baby will be here shortly and we still haven't decided on a name." Calleigh drawled, picking the baby names book off her lap. "I've made a list."

"Joy." Tim muttered. Calleigh whacked him the best she could and handed him a paper. He read it, making faces as he quietly read. "Give me that pen."

Calleigh reluctantly handed it over. Tim began crossing off names, mouthing 'no' every time.

"Let me see the book." he grabbed it off her lap and read quickly. "Awesome. Bartholomew."

"Are you kidding me?"

"No. That's a cool name."

"He'll get beaten up on the playground!" Calleigh exclaimed. "See she's kicking. She doesn't like it. Besides do you know how long that would be? He'd be five and kids would be spelling their names like Mary and Joe and Tommy and he'd be struggling to spell Bartholomew!"

"Fine." Tim sulked. "It's just, I have such a boring, common name. I want better for our child."

Calleigh rolled her eyes and Tim flipped through a few more pages.

"I got it." he said.

"Do I want to hear this?"

"Yes. Ready?"

"No."

"Caesar Speedle." Tim said.

"Tim, shut up. You're not picking out anymore names." Calleigh grabbed the book back.

"How about Charlie?"

"I could live with Charlie."

"Okay. Now, even though we'll waste time, girl's names."

"Okay well I like Gabrielle, Adrianna, and Isabella." Calleigh smiled. "And Anna."

"I like those."

"Okay so when she's born we'll just narrow it down from there."

Tim sighed and kissed Calleigh.

"I love you."

"I love you too." she yawned. "Night."

"Night."