"Someone cleaned up after themselves." Tim said, surveying the crime scene.
"It couldn't have been the killer." Eric said. "We have him in custody."
"Maybe he's not the killer."
"He confessed though. DA says we still needed the murder weapon." Brianna said, coming up behind him.
"Weren't you with Frank?" Tim asked, turning to look at her.
"Yeah..." she said slowly. "I found the murder weapon and he said to go ahead and get it back to the lab. He was going back to PD."
"So you just left him?"
"He told me to Tim."
"Did you notice anyone around?" he asked.
"Why are you interrogating me?"
"Because you're the only one that we can talk to." Tim replied. "Was there anyone around?"
"No."
"That means that whoever killed Wolfe and took Frank was waiting for Brianna to leave or they have impeccable timing." Eric said.
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"I thought you were at the lab." Tim called, shutting his door behind him.
"Nice way to greet me." Calleigh drawled, walking out from the kitchen. She had Isabella in her arms, cradled against her shoulder.
"Maybe this is nicer." Tim smirked, kissing her softly.
"Find anything?"
"No. The crime scene was very tidy. What about you?"
"Alexx dug the bullet out of Ryan. It was his own gun."
"Maybe the killer didn't think he'd be there and wanted to get rid of any witnesses." Tim shrugged, taking Isabella from her.
"But why take Frank though?" Calleigh asked. Tim followed her back into the kitchen and leaned against the counter.
"Lot of years on the job. Piss people off..."
"I don't know. There's something weird about all of this. I guess I'm coming out of leave early." Calleigh smiled slightly, stroking Bella's dark curls.
"You shouldn't. Just because Horatio wants you on a case doesn't mean you have to be there. You still have two months of leave left and probably a whole lot more since you never take sick days." Tim said.
"No. I want to work this one."
Tim stared at Calleigh and nodded, knowing there was no way to change her mind.
"What are you making?"
"Food."
"Ooh you're turning into a smart ass like me." Tim leaned over and kissed her cheek. "I knew it would happen someday."
Calleigh hid her smile.
"Spaghetti." she said as the doorbell rang. "Who the hell is that?"
"And you're getting a mouth like me too." Tim grinned, walking towards the front door. He flung it open and his eyes popped out of their sockets, seeing who was on his front porch.
"Surprise!"
"Oh my God." Tim muttered.
"Let me see this beautiful granddaughter of mine."
"Mom,"
"I know I shouldn't have dropped in like this but I bought a house down here." Cathy Speedle said, taking the baby from her son.
"What do you mean you bought a house?"
"Your father is driving me up the wall. I had to get away from him." Cathy rolled her eyes. "Where's Calleigh?"
"Did some— Cathy!" Calleigh walked out into the hallway and wrapped an arm around Tim's waist. He looked at her, a horrified expression on his face. "Tim didn't tell me you were coming."
"That's because Tim didn't know." he said quickly.
"You look good Calleigh." Cathy smiled.
"Thanks." she looked up at Tim who shrugged. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to see Annabella."
"Mom, it's Isabella." Tim corrected.
"That's what I said." Cathy said. "I came to see Arabella."
"Isabella." Tim and Calleigh said together.
"Why do you keep correcting me? That's what I said! Anyways, I bought a house down here. Beautiful. You guys should come and see it."
"Mom... why didn't you call?"
"I wanted to surprise you sweetie." Cathy smiled, pinching Tim's cheek. She brushed past them into the kitchen and Calleigh looked at Tim, who was rubbing his cheek.
"What?" he asked.
"What? What? Your parents are having problems so she just shows up on our doorstep?"
"We don't know that." Tim said quickly.
"Why did you let her in?"
"She kinda forced her way in and she's my mother. I'm not going to leave her out in the street."
"Momma's boy." Calleigh hissed.
"Daddy's girl." Tim sneered.
"Ooh." Calleigh reached out to smack him and he ducked her blows, then pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply. "You... you do realize your mother has our daughter right?"
Tim just kissed her again and pushed her back into the wall.
"She's fine." he moaned, kissing her neck. Just then Isabella started crying and Calleigh pushed Tim away. "Cal..."
"Tim, deal with your mother."
"But..."
"Later."
"Promise?"
"Do I break my promises?" Calleigh smiled seductively. Tim eyed her and shook his head.
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"So you said Dad was driving you up the wall huh?" Tim asked. Cathy nodded. "What's going on between the two of you?"
"Not much."
"Obviously it's much if you moved almost 2500 miles to get away from him."
"Timmy, don't worry your sweet little head about it." Cathy smiled. "It was just some petty things. And I didn't buy the house. We've had it a while. We both come down here to get away from each other."
Tim leaned back in his chair and stared at his mother.
"What do you mean?"
"We annoy each other Tim. When you and Calleigh get to be married as long as your father and I have, you're going to want some time alone."
"I dunno know about that." he muttered.
"Tim, we're fine. We're not getting divorced or anything. Besides you're 31. You don't worry about us anymore." Cathy stood up and kissed his cheek. "Do you want to me to babysit Bella tomorrow?"
"Yeah. We both have to go into work."
"She needs to take some time off."
"It's an officer-involved case. He's a close friend of ours. Calleigh wants to work it."
Cathy nodded.
"I didn't go back to work after you were born."
"And you drove me up the wall." Tim smirked, walking his mother to the door.
"I really think she should take some time off."
"Mom, let her do what she wants."
"Isabella is going to end up being attached to me."
"We could just take her to work with us."
"No. I'm just saying, she should be more of a caring mother. She could get fired from that job but that baby is there forever."
"She's a wonderful mother now good night." Tim closed the door on his mother and walked upstairs. He walked into Bella's room and smiled, seeing her asleep but Calleigh was watching her. Tim walked up behind her, tugging on her ponytail lightly.
"Why do you act like you're five?" Calleigh smiled.
"Because I like annoying you." Tim snickered, wrapping his arms around her waist. "My mom's finally gone."
"Don't get me wrong, I like your mom. She's just..."
"Weird."
"Well if you say so."
"Okay." Tim smirked. "God she's beautiful. Just like you."
"Yeah but she's all you. Damn you and your dominant genes." Calleigh teased. She sighed, feeling Tim's warm breath on her ear.
"How about keeping that promise?" he murmured.