A/N: Speedfanatic05, I made Tim lieutenant. You didn't miss anything.

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"I'm late. I know. I'm sorry!" Tim ran into the living room, kissing Calleigh quickly. "Traffic."

"Mhmm."

"Where are the kids?"

"My mom's. I thought we could have a quiet dinner for once."

"That kid isn't coming over?"

"That kid is already here."

Tim turned around and saw Anna and Richie sitting on the opposite couch.

"Hi." Tim put a fake smile on. "Nice to see you again Richard."

Anna gave him a look. She knew how much he hated Richie.

"Likewise Mr. Speedle." Richie smiled.

"Anna, how are you feeling?"

"Better Daddy. Anyway... can you sit down? We have something we want to tell you two."

Tim knew what was coming and pulled Calleigh closer to him.

"Anna, it's okay. I know."

"How?"

"I have my ways. I must say I'm disappointed in you but there's no changing what happened."

"Well Daddy, I know how much you wanted me to stay in Miami but... I want to go to Boston to be near Richie."

"Wait what?"

"I transferred to the college up in Boston. All my credits are going with me so I don't have to start over." Anna said. "I'll still be here until the spring semester starts so it's not like I'm leaving in a few days."

"I think it's wonderful." Calleigh said. "It'll be good for you to leave Florida."

"Thanks Mom." Anna smiled.

"Hold on," Tim looked between the teenagers and then laughed. "I get it..."

"Get what?"

"Anna, you don't have to lie to us."

"About what?"

"Just tell us."

"I did." Anna exchanged a look with Calleigh.

"Why are you going to Boston?"

"To be near Richie."

"Yes but why?"

"Because he's my boyfriend."

Tim sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"We're not getting anywhere." he muttered.

"Well what else do you want me to say?" Anna asked.

"Anna, like I said I'm disappointed in you," Tim started.

"How can you be disappointed in her for making her own decisions?" Calleigh asked. "This is good. She'll be away from us."

"I'm not disappointed about that. I'll worry about that later. Anna, I'd rather you tell me instead of making me say it."

"Dad, I have no idea what you're talking about." she said. "Honestly."

"I don't like you lying to me."

"I'm not lying!"

"Anna, I found the pregnancy test!" Tim exclaimed.

"WHAT?"

"You're pregnant?" Richie asked Anna. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm not pregnant!" Anna exclaimed.

"Oh yeah." Tim scoffed. "Your mother told me you were throwing up this morning."

"Because I have a virus! I feel like shit sitting here fighting with you over this now! I'm not pregnant!"

"Did you take a pregnancy test?"

"No! Why don't you ask your other daughters!"

"Oh yes because your eleven and four-year-old sisters are most likely to be pregnant over you." Tim said sarcastically.

"I think you guys should go." Calleigh said quietly.

"No! Who the hell took a pregnancy test?" Tim asked. "Anna, sit down!"

"Anna, go."

"Calleigh, stop."

"No. She has nothing to do with this."

"She's lying to us!"

"I'm not lying!" Anna exclaimed.

"How do you know?" Tim asked, looking at Calleigh.

"Because it wasn't her test!"

"Who's was it then?"

"Mine!"

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"How did this happen?" Tim exclaimed.

"What do you mean, 'how did this happen?" Calleigh asked. "We have four kids and you still don't know how this happened?"

"What I meant is how are you pregnant, supposing this test was positive."

"Which it was. Should I give you the stupid version? Yeah... you'll handle it better. When two people love each other—"

"Calleigh, shut up! We haven't even... it's not mine!"

Calleigh's grin disappeared as if someone slapped her across the face.

"What?"

Tim swallowed, rather loudly, knowing what was coming.

"Calleigh... we're old. We don't have kids. We already HAVE four."

"Yes and we already HAD three but that didn't stop us when Becca came along! And we're not–- oh this was what it was about this morning. You thought Anna was pregnant you so figured you were too young to become a grandfather was that it? But we're having another baby, which you don't seem to want, and we're too old."

"Calleigh, we have four kids. How are we supposed to support five?"

"Well... technically we only have three kids. Anna is in college and will be moving to Boston. So it'll be like we have four again."

"Yet we'll really have five!" Tim exclaimed. He groaned and paced the bedroom floor. "How did this happen?"

"Obviously you couldn't keep your hands off me again."

"I mean, how are you still able to..."

"I'm only 40 Tim! A lot of people have kids at 40!"

"Yes and then they're dead before they hit kindergarten!" he hissed. "What makes you so sure you're pregnant?"

"I dunno. Maybe cause I'm late."

"How late?"

"2 weeks."

Tim felt like banging his head on the door.

"Plus, we have had sex in the past two months."

"Not with me then." Tim snapped angrily.

"How can you say that?" Calleigh asked, tears filling her eyes. Tim just shook his head and stared out the window.

"I can't believe this." he mumbled.

"Well what do you want me to do? Tell it, 'sorry your father doesn't want you so you somehow have to magically disappear?" Calleigh yelled. "You know, maybe you'll get your wish. Maybe it was a faulty test and maybe my period will miraculously return and I'm not pregnant. But we won't know until tomorrow when we go to the doctor's appointment. So until then you can either sleep on the couch or go to Eric and Maxine's."

Tim grabbed his pillow off the bed and stomped downstairs.