Warning: Spoilers for Lost Son. I took scenes from Lost Son and made them my own.

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Calleigh stood in ballistics looking at the gun box in front of her. She had a pretty good idea why he didn't get a shot off but she had to check to make sure. Calleigh took Speed's gun from its box and began to examine it. She stopped and sighed when she saw something that caught her attention. "Oh Speedle." Calleigh whispered and walked out.

"Duquesne."

Calleigh didn't want to turn around, she knew who it was. "Stetler."

"Horatio says your working on the evidence from the jewelry store shooting."

"Yes I am."

"Do you think that's wise. You were there."

"I know I was there. But when someone on my team is shot I wanna make sure the facts are straight."

"Fair enough."

"If that's all Detective I really gotta go."

"Yeah that's all its just weird. The first time Speedle's gun malfunctioned was bad luck. It happens a second time...rumors spread."

"Well i'm not really worried if there are rumors. All I care about is the fact that my friend wakes up from his coma."

"Are you sure Speedle's just a friend?"

Calleigh hesitated. She wanted nothing more then to just smack him across the face. "Yes...he is just a friend." said Calleigh and walked off.

"Don't forget to hand in your report."

"Of course."

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Calleigh walked into the ICU waiting room, to find Horatio, Alexx, and Eric. "Guys..."

"Hey Cal."

"Has there been any change?"

"No. He's uh...he's still out of it."

Calleigh nodded. "Horatio can I see you for a second?"

"Sure." started Horatio as he followed Calleigh around the corner, out of ear shot. "What's up?"

"I wanted you to see this before I gave it to Stetler."

Horatio took the file from Calleigh and opened it. "Detective Duquesne's weapon expanded six rounds...Tim Speedle's...Tim Speedle's malfunctioned. There are many reason for a misfire aren't there?"

"Faulty mechanism, low grade amuntion...poor gun matience."

"Deisgnation of anyone of those would be specualtion on our part wouldn't it?"

"We never speculate...bottom line the gun malfunctioned."

"And that closes the I.A.B. Investigation doesn't."

Calleigh nodded.

"Hey are you gonna be ok?"

Calleigh let out a shacky sigh. "He helped me through so much...Horatio if he...dies...I-"

"Cal he's not gonna die ok he's gonna be fine."

"I wish it felt that way."

"Come on let's go sit back down." Calleigh nodded and followed Horatio back to the waiting room.

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"You saved me." stated Calleigh as she held Tim's hand. "If it wasn't for you...I might not have seen those men. And who knows it could be me lying here instead of you...even though it should be me anyways."

Calleigh sighed and looked up at the machines that were keeping Tim alive. The heart monitor that was beeping. The respirator in his mouth. The IV's.The blood pressure cuff around his arm. The site alone was enough to make you cry.

"Tim...please if you can hear me...just squeeze...just squeeze my hand please." Calleigh let out a sob when she didn't get a reply. 'This is all my fault.' Calleigh thought to herself, which she must have said outloud because she jumped when she heared a reply.

"No its not."

"Eric...you scared me."

"Sorry." said Eric as he sat down next to Calleigh. "How's he doing?"

"There's no change." started Calleigh. "They want to take him off the life support but his parents told them no."

"Are they here?"

"No...there delayed at the airport. A thunderstorm or something."

"What do you think?"

"It doesn't really matter what I think."

"It does to him."

Calleigh sighed. "If it keeps him with us for just a little while longer then keep him on it. But I...I don't want him to suffer."

Eric gave a sympthetic smile. "You really love him don't you?"

Calleigh nodded and began to cry. "I always have."

"Cal come here..." said Eric and pulled her into his arms. "It's gonne be ok."

"What if he doesn't come out of it?"

"He's going to."

"But what if-"

"No ifs Cal. He's gonna come out of it. He has to. He's got a beautiful green eyed blonde waiting for him."

Calleigh laughed lightly. "Then why do I feel like his parents are gonna walk through that door and let him go." started Calleigh. "It should have been me." Calleigh muttered. "It should have been me."

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"Hi Calleigh..."

"Hey Donna." said Calleigh to Tim's morning shift nurse. "How's he doin?"

"No change...I'm really sorry."

Calleigh smiled slightly and sat her purse down on the chair. "He's lucky to have a girl like you."

"What?"

"Tim's lucky to have a girl like you. If I hadn't looked at your ring finger I would have said you guys were married."

"Oh no...we um...just work together. Were not dating."

"Well you could have fooled me." smiled Donna and left the room.

Calleigh sighed and sat down in a chair. "Hey you...how you doin?" said Calleigh as she grabbed Tim's hand. "Work starts back up next week. Its not going to be the same without your sarcastic humor." chuckled Calleigh. "Come on Timmy please...you gotta wake up. If you won't do it for yourself...or for me...do it for your mom and dad. They need you, your brother needs you. Timmy please." pleaded Calleigh.

From the door way Tim's parents sighed. "Come on Patrick...let's give her a few more minutes." whispered Claudia Speedle.

"Ok." They gave a sympthetic smile and closed the door.

"Timmy...please wake up."

TBC...AWWWW! Wasn't that sad. lol. When I was typing the part were Calleigh shows Tim's gun report. I accidentally typed up what actually happend in the show. I was like whoa no he's not gonna die. lol. Please review. Thanks bunches.