On The Street Where You Live

By The Scarlet Trombone

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Calleigh/Speed

Spoilers: None, I made them up

Summary: Tim's in love with Calleigh, Calleigh's in love with Tim…neither knows about the others feelings…yet.

Disclaimer: I don't own any part of this but the plot. CSI: Miami belongs to CBS and my main man Jerry B.

"You wanna drop me off at the lab on your way to lunch?" Tim asked as they left the quarry.

"Why don't you come with me?" Calleigh gave him a side glance. "You must be hungry too."

"Um, yeah, ok, sounds good."

"Great! Where do you wanna go?"

"Doesn't really matter; I'll eat anything."

Calleigh laughed. "I know. Why don't we go to that new café on the boardwalk, Rowling's? I've been meaning to try it out."

"Alright, but let's drop the evidence off at the lab first, Eric must be itching for some new trace." Tim said sarcastically.

When they got to the lab Tim ran in to give their findings to Eric. "Great! Let's run a background check on our vic and see if he had any family. We can call them in right away to-" Eric started.

"Actually, Cal and I are gonna get some lunch now. We'll be back later." Tim turned to leave, but Eric stopped him.

"You two have been hanging out a lot lately…what's out with that?" Eric grinned.

Tim rolled his eyes. "Nothing we're just friends." Then turned and walked to the door.

"I never said you were more!" Eric called after him.

Tim just kept walking. "Ready?" he asked one he got into the car.

"Yeah, let's go." Calleigh put the car into drive and off they went.

"For two?" the host at Rowling's asked.

"Yes, please," Calleigh answered. He sat them at a table with an umbrella over-looking the water. "What's wrong?" she asked Tim once they were seated.

Tim frowned. "What makes you think something is wrong?"

"I don't know. You've been really quiet since we left the lab."

"Oh. Well, nothing's wrong."

Calleigh gave him a skeptical look. "Tim, I can tell when something's wrong with you. Now what's up?"

Tim sighed. "It really is nothing. Just Eric-"

"Good afternoon and welcome to Rowling's," their waiter came over. "Can I start you off with something to drink, Pretty Blue Eyes?" he asked, winking at Calleigh.

She smiled politely. "Why thank you…Kevin." She drawled, reading his name tag and turning on the southern charm. "I'll have an iced tea, please."

"Anything you want, Blue Eyes."

Tim glared disbelieving. This Kevin guy was dishing her the cheesiest lines out there and she was lapping them up, simply basking in the sunshine of his compliments. He's thought she was smarter than that.

"And for you, sir?" Kevin asked politely.

"Iced tea's fine." Tim answered through gritted teeth.

"No problem. I'll be back with your drinks soon." Kevin walked away.

"You weren't seriously buying that, were you?" Tim asked once he was gone.

Calleigh chuckled. "Nah, he's a cute kid and it's nice to be complimented, but it's all in the name of a flirt."

Tim thought about this a moment. "Well, I suppose you look, very, er, nice today."

"Whoa, don't go too far with the flattery there, Romeo." She drawled sarcastically.

"You said you liked to be complimented, I thought I was being…complimentary."

Calleigh laughed. "Whatever you say, Hot Shot. Here come our drinks."

"Are you ready to order yet?" Kevin asked,

Calleigh eyes Kevin from across the restraint as Tim (much to Calleigh's dismay) paid the bill.

"Cal, you've got to be joking! It's probably not even legal for you to sleep with him!" Tim admonished, following her gaze. She glared and smacked his arm. "Shut up, Cupid, I was just looking around!" she hissed and stomped toward the door. Tim choked back a laugh and followed her.

"Hey, Blue Eyes!" came from behind them. They turned around to see Kevin running over to them. "Do you think we could maybe go out sometime?"

"Sorry, but the God of Love says you're too young for me." She shot a look at Tim, then strutted to the car. Tim grinned and shrugged to Kevin. "Better luck next time," he said and got into the car with Calleigh, leaving Kevin looking bewildered on the curb.

"Happy now?" Calleigh asked once he was in.

"Poor kid. Looks like the first time he's ever been rejected. You broke his little heart, you cold-blooded monster." Tim shook his head.

"Hypocrite," Calleigh grumbled, putting the car into drive.

Tim laughed. "If it makes you feel better, you have got the prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen."

TBC