"Mmm, that looks good." Tim leaned against the doorway of the kitchen. Calleigh looked behind her to him.

"You can't even see what I'm making." she said.

"Wasn't talking about the food." Tim grinned, walking over to Calleigh. She rolled her eyes.

"I look fat and ugly." she complained. "I don't see how you think I look good."

"Because you're not fat." Tim pulled the banana clip out of Calleigh's hair, letting her blonde hair fall around her shoulders. He tossed it onto the counter and ran a hand through the silky strands. "And hell, you certainly ain't ugly. One, you're pregnant, with my child might I remind you and two, you're more beautiful then ever."

"And you really smell." Calleigh grimaced, pulling away from him.

"Oh I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you. While you were running the lab today, I did something."

"Besides sit on that lazy ass of yours?"

"Yes. Come on." Tim took Calleigh's hand and led her towards the stairs.

"But dinner..."

"It won't burn." Tim assured. "Okay close your eyes."

"Ha. I'm five months pregnant and you want me to walk up stairs, with my eyes closed?"

"Baby, I'm taking you upstairs so you won't fall or anything. Besides, I'd never put you in any danger."

Calleigh sighed but when along with it.

"Ready?"

"Yeah sure." Calleigh muttered, hearing a door creak open.

"Alrighty, open them." Tim ordered gently. Calleigh opened her eyes and her jaw dropped. "You like?"

"Honey..."

"I moved Maggie into Becca's room and moved Anna's stuff up into the attic, seeing as she won't be living here anymore." Tim explained. "Then I bought some paint and I know you were eyeing that crib when we went shopping the other day. It came today, luckily while you were at work or this wouldn't be a surprised. Baby..."

Calleigh turned to him and he smiled slightly, cupping her cheeks in his hands.

"Stop crying." he chuckled, wiping the salty tears away.

"Why did you do this?"

"Because they all had their own room when they were born..."

"No. Why did you decorate a nursery?"

"Because I wanted to." Tim said slowly. "Why? Did I do something wrong?"

"No. It's perfect." Calleigh mumbled. "You did this by yourself?"

"Is that so hard to believe?"

Calleigh nodded, making them both laugh.

"I love it." she whispered tearfully. "I love you."

"I love you too." Tim pulled her into a soft kiss. Calleigh cringed and pulled away.

"Go take a shower."

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"Mommy?"

Calleigh paused in her reading and looked over at Becca. They were curled up in Calleigh's bed, reading 'Big Sister Dora.'

"What baby?"

"What are we having?" Becca asked. Tim walked into his bedroom and sat down on the edge of his bed, watching his daughter and wife. Maggie had gone to Anna's apartment and Danny was sleeping at Eric's so it was a quiet night in the Speedle household.

"We don't know." Calleigh replied. "What do you want?"

"Sister. When will we know?"

"When the baby's born."

"Can we know now?"

"We can but me and Daddy would rather it be a surprise." Calleigh said. "What do you think Dora is getting?"

"Sister." Becca said.

"We have enough girls in this family." Tim grumbled. "Me and Danny have to fend for ourselves."

At the end of the story, Becca's eyes lit up.

"Mommy, can we have two babies? Like Dora's mommy had?"

"No sweetie. We're only having one."

Becca sighed and looked at Tim.

"Daddy?"

"What munchkin?"

"How did the baby get there?"

Calleigh buried her face in her pillow, trying not to laugh.

"What do you mean?" Tim asked.

"How did the baby get in Mommy?"

"Uh... well... see..." Tim looked at a giggling Calleigh for assistance.

"What's so funny?" Becca asked.

"Nothing sweetie." Calleigh lied. "Tim, she asked you a question."

"How did all of us get here?" Becca asked. Tim groaned and fell back onto the mattress. "Daddy, I wanna know."

"Alright. I suppose you want me to tell her?" Tim asked. "All of it?"

"Well... in simplistic terms. Don't get graphic." Calleigh said. "She's mature for her age."

"She's four. Do we really need to explain this?"

"We're not explaining anything. You're explaining it."

"Daddy, I'm waiting." Becca said. Tim propped himself up on his elbow and looked at Becca.

"Okay. Becca, when a..."

"When a what?'

"Calleigh, please..."

"Honey, when you get older you're going to marry someone." Calleigh said. Tim groaned again and Calleigh threw a pillow at him. "You um... Tim, you can take over."

"Let's put it this way..." Tim said. "Mommy and I love each other very much. We um... we decided that we love each other so much that we wanted to have you and Danny and Maggie and Anna and the baby."

"How?"

"Well... it's a complicated procedure."

"How?"

"Uh... well um..." Tim looked at Calleigh. She rolled her eyes and looked at Becca.

"When a mommy and a daddy want to... have a baby..."

"Do they call that bird... like in the cartoons?" Becca asked. "But... they give the mommy and daddy the baby. You said the baby was in your tummy. Mommy how did a bird get a baby in you?"

"It better not be a bird's baby." Tim mumbled.

"Huh?"

"No honey they don't call the stork. They... they do some things that help them have a baby."

"But listen to me Becca," Tim said. "You only do these things when you're old and married."

"What do they do?"

"Ah... that's story for another day." Tim said. "Come on. Say good night to Mommy."

"Night Mommy." Becca leaned over and kissed Calleigh's cheek, then her stomach. "Night baby sister."

"Or brother," Tim reminded, picking his youngest child up.

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Tim walked back into his room and saw Calleigh flipping through a magazine.

"Well that was awkward." he smirked, climbing in next to her. She hid a smile and put the magazine down.

"She will one day find out." Calleigh reminded.

"I know." Tim muttered. "Just not tonight."

He leaned over and kissed Calleigh.

"Do you like the nursery?" he asked.

"I love it." Calleigh kissed him back, a bit more passionately this time. Tim returned the kiss and leaned over to turn the light off. "Do you think Anna's all right?"

"I'm sure she's fine." he said shortly, waiting for Calleigh to lay down. She did and Tim wrapped his arm around her waist, his hand laying on her stomach. He felt the baby move slightly and smiled. He had calmed down over the past few months, adjusting to the fact he was going to have another child in a matter of months. Life at home was fine but life at work was horrible. The case he had been working on when Callegih first got pregnant was a dead end and he was forced to put it on the back burner for a while but he somehow always found time to work it.

"I just worry." Calleigh was saying, bringing Tim out of his thoughts.

"What happened to you saying she was twenty and could fend for herself?"

"She is. It just she is our daughter and..."

"And she clearly doesn't want us around."

"Tim, she just wants you to loosen up. We have three other kids and another one on the way. You can't always focus on her."

"It's just... I never saw her when she was growing up and then we finally got custody over her. Then Michelle came back and... now she's out on her own and I don't like it."

"Honey, they're all going to grow up at one time or another."

"I know. I don't like it." Tim mumbled. They talked for a while more until they drifted off to sleep. A few minutes later, Tim was woken up by the phone ringing. He glanced at the clock and saw it was 5:45. A few hours later, then.

"Will you get that?" Calleigh mumbled, obviously still asleep. Tim grabbed the phone off the night stand and pressed talk.

"Hello?"

"Lt?"

"Yeah..." Tim yawned, laying back down.

"We've got a body."

"Give it to night shift."

"They're backlogged and this might have to do with your unsolved case. Pretty brunette, 18-20, raped then killed?"

"Where?" Tim listened and sat up. "I'll be there soon."

He hung up and looked over at Calleigh. She was facing him, her blonde hair splayed out over the pillow. He leaned down and kissed her softly.

"I gotta go to work."

"You need me?"

"Always." Tim smiled.

"I meant for work." Calleigh said tiredly.

"No. Get some more sleep. Actually, take the day off."

"I'll be in at ten." Calleigh mumbled. "I love you."

"I love you too. Take it easy."

"Always do."

"Liar." Tim teased, stroking the side of Calleigh's face.

"Go to work. I can do without the sarcasm." and Calleigh was fast asleep again. Tim kissed her once more then got ready for another grueling day at CSI.