Tim breathed heavily as Calleigh ran past him. She threw him a smile over her shoulder and kept running through the park. Tim rolled his eyes and collapsed onto a bench, knowing his wife would be back sooner or later.

"You look happier."

Tim jumped and saw Margaret sitting next to him.

"How long have you been sitting there?" he asked.

"Long enough."

"I didn't see you."

"I didn't want you too. She'll be back soon so I don't have enough time."

"For what?"

"To explain. I figured you nearly had a heart attack this morning when you woke up and Calleigh was there."

"How... how did you know?" Tim asked.

"Because she's not supposed to be there."

"So then that wasn't a dream."

"No." Margaret shook her head. "You have been given a week."

"Pardon?"

"You've been given a week to do whatever you please with it to make things right between you and Calleigh."

"I don't understand."

"Someone must really like you up there."

Tim stared at the woman.

"What?"

"You've been given a second chance." Margaret explained. "Make it work."

"You must have the wrong person. There's nothing wrong with my marriage." Tim said. "We're perfectly happy."

"Mhmm. Do what you need to do."

"I don't get it! What am I supposed to do?"

"Well you figure it out. If you do what you're supposed to do then she'll live. If not, then you'll just relive yesterday. If you screw up again Tim, then you're not getting a third chance."

"I don't understand."

"You'll have to." Margaret said.

"But... I haven't done anything wrong to her. I love her, she loves me, we're happy..."

"Are you?"

"Yes!" Tim exclaimed.

"Is she?"

Tim paused. Was Calleigh happy? He always thought she was. He always thought he treated her the best he could and so much more.

"I think."

"There's your problem. I'll see you around Tim." Margaret stood up and began walking away as Calleigh jogged up.

"What's a handsome guy like you doin' sitting all alone?" she drawled, plopping down next to him. Tim didn't hear her, he was still staring at the place Margaret vacated. "Baby?"

Tim finally heard Calleigh and looked over at her.

"You okay?" she asked. Tim nodded, staring at her.

"Babe are we happy?"

Calleigh raised her eyebrows.

"Yes. Why should we not be?"

"Are you happy? Do I treat you good? Do you hate me?"

"You know, the past few hours, you've been a totally different man. I want my husband back." Calleigh said. "Yes I am happy, you treat me wonderfully, and I love you more than life itself. Why are you asking me this?"

"I... I just don't want you unhappy." Tim said.

"Well you make me very happy Tim Speedle." Calleigh smiled, kissing him softly. They pulled away and Calleigh smiled slyly. "I need to take a shower when we get home."

"Want some help?"

"Are you offering your services?"

"Possibly." Tim smiled.

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Tim leaned back against wall, watching Calleigh. She saw him in the mirror and smiled.

"What?"

Tim smiled back and shook his head.

"Well you're shaking your head but you're staring at me so it must be something." Calleigh said. "You've been acting so... odd today."

"I'm sorry." Tim apologized.

"Tim, honey, it was a nightmare."

"Calleigh, you don't understand." he muttered, turning away from her.

"What I don't understand is why you're fretting over a dream." she said, following him into their bedroom. "Baby, I'm still here. I'm not dead. I don't plan on dying for a long time so don't worry about it."

Tim just nodded, hoping she would drop the subject. She didn't understand! She didn't get that it wasn't a dream. She didn't get that in six days his whole world was going to come tumbling down again. It just sucked! Tim didn't get what he had to do.

"Do you want to go on a vacation?" he asked. Calleigh stared at him. "We can go anywhere you want."

"I just want to be with you." she replied, getting into bed. Tim sighed and got into bed as well, his arm going around her.

"Baby, what do you really want?" he asked, resting his head next to hers. She smiled and looked over at him.

"I really want us to have a baby soon. I want to go to Italy and I want my father to stop drinking." Calleigh replied. "Satisfied?"

"A baby, Italy, no more drinking... I think we could do that." Tim said. "First thing in the morning, we go to Italy."

"Are you insane? Have you totally lost your mind?"

"No. I just want you to have everything you want. I love you Calleigh." Tim leaned over and kissed her passionately. "You're everything I've ever wished for and so much more. I want you to know that."

"Honey, we don't need to go to Italy."

"I want to take you there though. I want to do everything with you."

Calleigh looked hesitant but nodded.

"We've got a lot of packin' to do and you're doin' most of it 'cause you're so crazy with these sudden ideas." she drawled sleepily.

"I don't mind one bit." Tim smiled. He would make this work. He wouldn't let her die again.