Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or events from the actual show CSI:Miami, though, yes, I do wish. Lots. Anyways, I do however own this story (I hope…) and the characters of Alyssa and Cruz are from me…

Summary: A case from Tim's past comes back, and this time its his family who face the consequences…

Chapter One Part One

Less than an hour later, Speed was fastening his daughter into the car seat in the back of his black Merc 4x4.

"There ya go baby" he clipped the safety harness and placed the pacifier into her mouth. He kissed her head, and her eyes dropping, Speed shut the door and went around to the driver's side.

Alyssa was just coming out of the apartment and she locked the door. Carrying her bag she made her way to Tim.

He kissed her and she turned to the door of his 4x4.

"Text me if you get bored, Speed" Alyssa used his nickname, normally saved for serious flirting, or fights. She smirked.

"Go to work" was his flippant reply as she shut the door on his car after saying goodbye to their 4 month old infant.

Tim climbed into the driver's seat and fastened his belt. Starting the engine, he saw Alyssa pull out and head in the opposite direction.

"Promise me you'll never be a DA" he said to his daughter as he shook his head.

Alyssa and Speed had met when they'd clashed on a high profile case. Eric, Calleigh and Horatio had all seen the attraction before Speed had knew what had hit him. This attraction had grown when they'd each found out that they shared a common interest in Bikes.

19 months later they were engaged and had Cruz Grace Speedle, god daughter to Calleigh and Horatio Caine. Even Tim hadn't seen that one coming, but the entire lab was glad that they'd finally got it together. Eric had hooked up with Valera not long after, Horatio and Tim had basically kicked his ass while Calleigh and Ally had done some serious pyhsc 101 on Valera.

Tim turned into the Parking lot of "Bumblebee Nursery". He hated the fact that she had to be here for most of the day, but one of his and Ally's major fights was over their careers and both had point blank refused to give them up and although they didn't want to have to put their daughter into a day care place, they saw no other option and they both knew that the other wouldn't back down on their decision. So, Speed had spent nearly a month and a half looking for a decent placement. The nursery was your basic kids area turned high tech prison but Tim still didn't trust it. As he opened the passenger door and unhooked her car-seat the uneasy feeling that was in his stomach earlier that morning returned. He shook it off and went to the door of the nursery showing ID.

Ten minutes later he pulled into the Miami-Dade PD lot and got out of the car, missing the days where he rode his bike to work.

"So you finally got something with doors?" Horatio Caine asked Tim as he pulled up in the new 4x4.

"Yea, car-seat and bikes do NOT mix."

"Well, as much as I'm glad my god daughter is safe, am glad you now are."

"My bike was safe…"

"Yea Speed, for YOU. I was terrified I'd get a call from the ER."

"Could still happen, H"

"Always the optimistic one of the team, huh Speed?"

"Well, I try"

Tim smiled to himself as he remembered his and Horatio's conversation that day, and made his way into the lab with the uneasy feeling still in his stomach.

It better not be the flu… Speed thought to himself and with that he stepped through the doors of his second home.