Disclaimer: I own anyone you don't recognize. Everyone else belongs to Anthony Zuiker.

A/N: A/U Lost Son and not in the way you're thinking.

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"Well I'm glad to finally see you once for the whole day." Tim teased as he drove towards McCauley's Jewelers.

"Mmm. You stole my crime light." Calleigh said, obviously still mad at him.

"Baby, like I said, stole is very negative. I borrowed your crime light."

"Borrowed without permission means stealing Tim."

"I said I was sorry." Tim reached over the arm rest and grabbed Calleigh's hand. "Aren't you happy to see me though?"

"Ecstatic."

"How can you still be mad?"

"I'm not."

"You're so sarcastic. Maybe you've been spending a bit too much time with me." Tim grinned, parking the Hummer. "I bet that Rolls belongs to the Owner. Cars are such a bad investment. I'm just happy to have my bike."

"You know, one day we're going to need something with doors." Calleigh said, hopping out of the Hummer. "I really don't want you taking our kids on that bike."

"Well we have plenty of time for that."

Calleigh hesitated but stayed silent and followed her husband into the jewelry store. A man walked out and met them.

"Hi. We're here to see Mr. McCauley." Tim said.

"Mr. McCauley is the previous owner. I'm the new owner, Rudolph Koehler. Call me Rudy."

"Oh. Well we need to speak with you about a customer of yours, Mrs. Tawny Williams."

"Yes I heard about her husband on the news. It's tragic." Rudy said as Calleigh walked off. Tim kept an eye on her and talked for a few minutes. He narrowed his eyes when he saw Calleigh's hand reach for her gun.

"Cal?" Tim started for her, then turned back to Rudy. "Stay put."

"They were good customers." he added.

"Calleigh?"

She ignored him and pulled her gun all the way out her holster.

"What the hell..." Tim mumbled. It's a jewelry store. What could happen? Tim quickly found out. "Calleigh!"

Calleigh shook her head and glanced around. She yelled out in pain as Tim heard the gun shot. His eyes widened in shock and horror as Calleigh fell back onto the floor. Frankly, he didn't care about the guys running out of the building. He knew that the cops would catch them. All that he cared about was that Calleigh was okay.

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Horatio and Alexx entered McCauley's at the same time.

"Oh lord..." Alexx sighed. Horatio's eyes widened slightly but he didn't say anything. Alexx looked at him and they exchanged a saddened look. "Horatio..."

"Speed." he called. Tim ignored him. He sat cross-legged in front of Calleigh, a dazed look on his face. "Tim!"

Alexx walked over and crouched down next to him.

"Timmy, come on."

He shook his head numbly.

"Tim, she needs to go with me." Alexx felt tears come to her eyes. Tim finally relented and walked away, not taking a second glance at Calleigh's lifeless body.

"What happened?" Horatio asked when Tim walked over to him.

"I have no idea." he mumbled. "I was talking to the guy and she walked off. I called to her, she ignored me, pulled her gun out. I walked towards her and called her again. This time she glanced at me and then a gunshot went off and she fell. H..."

"Speed, it's gonna be okay."

"No it's not. I should've pushed her out of the way or shot the guy. There were other guys but... I let them go. It was like I didn't even realize they were here."

"That's okay. We'll find them. Go home."

"No. I need to work."

"No. Tim, you need to take a break."

"I can't." he said. "If I do then... I... I need to keep myself occupied."

"Rick Stetler is coming over."

"Talk to him then."

"I can't. Speed, you were the one here. I don't know what went down."

"She was mad at me. I used her crime light." he mumbled. Horatio sighed and clapped Tim on the shoulder.

"Wait out in the car."

Tim nodded and exited the store. Rick walked up to Horatio.

"I'm sorry about Calleigh, Horatio. There's nothing worse."

"Thank you Rick."

"What happened?"

"Ask Speedle later."

"I need to talk to him now."

"He's not going to talk." Horatio said.

"He's going to have to."

"Leave him alone Rick."

"He was the only other CSI here. When a detective dies on duty, IAB needs start an investigation. He's the only one that knows what went down." he said.

"Then check the security tapes." Horatio said. "Rick, he just lost his wife. Give him some time to be left alone. Then you can ask him."

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Alexx stood outside the break room, watching Tim sit at the table, doing nothing. She opened the door and walked in, then took a seat next to him.

"I should've pushed her out of the way." he said, not looking at her. "It's my fault."

"It's not your fault Timmy." Alexx said. "I know this is a stupid to ask but... how are you doing?"

"I hate myself."

"Don't say that Speed. There was nothing that you could've done."

"Like there was nothing I could've done about Hollis." he muttered.

"Did you call her parents?"

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Would you want to tell your in-laws that their only daughter was dead?" Tim asked. "I have no idea what to say to them."

"I know it's hard Tim. We all miss her."

"You all weren't married to her." he snapped. Alexx sighed and rubbed his back. She set something down on the table and walked out. Tim grabbed the evidence envelope and dumped out its contents. Calleigh's engagement and wedding rings fell out. A few people walked past the glass walls, occasionally glancing in to look at Speedle. Eric walked past, then turned around and walked in.

"Hey."

"Hi." Tim mumbled, hearing his voice crack.

"You okay?" Eric asked. Tim shook his head, tears sliding down his cheeks. Normally, Eric would have teased him about crying but they all were. People didn't understand how close the day shift CSI team was.

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Horatio stood in front of the locker marked Duquesne, right between Speedle and Delko. He didn't want to open it. He didn't want to clean it out. He didn't want to hand everything over to Tim. But he had to. Horatio took a deep breath and opened the locker. He began moving things around, wondering what to take out first. His heart dropped when he saw something. Horatio quickly put it in the inside pocket of his jacket and headed towards the morgue. Alexx looked up as he walked in.

"Horatio..."

"I uh... I need you to do something."

"What?" Alexx asked. Horatio emptied his pockets out onto to the table and Alexx stared at the pregnancy test. "Where was this?"

"Calleigh's locker. Test some of her blood."

A half hour later, Alexx found Horatio holed up in his office. She handed over the file and he opened it up. He read it and tossed it into the garbage can.

"Don't let Speed know."

"Don't let Speed know what?"

The two turned and saw Tim standing in the doorway. Horatio shook his head.

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not. Go home, get some rest."

The three left the room and headed down towards the elevator.

"Horatio!"

He turned and started talking with Yelina. Alexx disappeared down the hallway and Tim, curious as ever, headed back up to Horatio's office. He looked around for anything suspicious and saw the garbage can. Tim Speedle was not one for garbage picking but he was also not one for being lied to. He grabbed the file and opened it, reading it slowly. He recognized Alexx's loopy handwriting and a few words stood out from the rest. Det. Calleigh Speedle, blood test, positive, pregnancy...

"Speed."

"How long were you not going to tell me?" he asked.