Frank walked into Horatio's office without knocking. "What can I do for you Frank?"

"Your CSI Duquesne-"

"What about Calleigh?" asked Horatio concerned.

"What's her problem? I asked her to run some bullets for me and she nearly bit my head off."

Horatio sighed. "Well Horatio...she lost her best friend. She's having problems."

"Yeah well...she needs to get over it."

Horatio looked up at Frank. "Speed's death is not something we can just get over Frank."

Frank sighed. "I understand that...but maybe you should talk to her about going to her therapy session."

"Calleigh will go when she needs to."

Frank laughed. "You really don't care about your team do you?"

"What's that supopsed to mean?"

"Face it Horatio. Since Speedle died your team has gone down the tubes. And so has your ability to keep them in line." Horatio went to say something but Frank just stood up and walked out.

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Calleigh sighed as she dropped her keys. Tim heared this and lifted Marsmellow from his lap. It might look a little weird if Calleigh walked in and a cat was hovering a few inches above the couch. Calleigh walked in and noticed the slightly dark apartment. She sighed as she saw her machine's red light blinking once again.

'Hey Cal. I know you just left the lab but I was wondering if you wanted to go get a bit to eat...like old times. Anyway um...give me a call on my cell.'

Calleigh sighed. "Like old times Eric? Well news flash that's never going to happen."

'Hey Calleigh its Horatio listen...um...tomorrow when you come in I think we need to have a little talk.'

'Calleigh its John...I know your going through a rough time with Speedle and everything right now but I was wondering if you'd like to-'

Calleigh pressed the delete button. She couldn't even listen to his voice right now. Calleigh sighed as she saw Marshmellow and Charlie sitting on the couch. Normally cats and dogs hated eachother. But not Marshmellow and Charlie. They were the best of friends much like Tim and Calleigh. Inside of work people would say they were just colleagues. But outside of worked they did everything together. She'd drag him along when buying clothes. He'd drag her along when he wanted to go to car shows. They'd see movies together, eat out. If you were out on the beach and you saw them two walking together you'd say they were dating. Calleigh smiled and walked over to her two favorite things in the world.

Calleigh picked Marshmellow up and put her on her lap and stroked Charlie's ears. "I bet you miss him don't you?" Charlie whined lightly. "So do I." Calleigh smiled. "I may not be a good owner like Tim was but I can try." Charlie barked and licked Calleigh's face. Calleigh smiled for the first time in weeks.

Tim sat on Calleigh's coffee table. He still didn't understand why his mother gave her Charlie. Well he did but then again he didn't.

FLASHBACK----

Calleigh stood in the doorway as she watched Tim's mother pack up the last of Tim's things. Tears streaming down her face. Calleigh smiled as Charlie nuddged her leg. She beant down and stroked his fur lightly.

"He seems to like you." said Claudia Speedle through tears.

Calleigh meet her eyes for the first time since last christmas when Tim brought her to New York with him and smiled. "Yeah...Charlie's a sweetpie."

Claudia smiled. "Look...i'm a busy women and I probably wouldn't take good care of him. And I wouldn't even dream of putting him into a shelter. I think...I think Timmy would like you to have him."

Calleigh starred at her. "Are you sure?"

Claudia nodded. "You were Timmy's best friend. He trusted you. I know you'll take good care of him."

Calleigh smiled. "Thank you."

Claudia smiled and took out the last box of Tim's things. Calleigh sighed and looked around the empty apartment. She had some great times in this apartment. Little kisses. Scary movie cuddles. Dinners. Lunches. Sometimes breakfast if she didn't have a hangeover from the night before. Calleigh smiled, grabbed Charlie's leash and walked out and closed the door behind her.

PRESENT---

Calleigh got up off the couch. "I bet you guys are hungry huh?" Charlie barked loudly and Marshmellow purred. Calleigh smiled and got there food out of the cabinet and began to put it into there rightful dishes. Calleigh sighed as her stomach to began to rummble. But she didn't feel like eating. Tim walked into the kitchen and looked at her.

"Wait a minute." said Tim aloud but Calleigh didn't make any nose indicating that she heared him. 'She didn't eat breakfast which wasn't that unusal for Calleigh. She threw her lunch away. She hasn't eaten dinner.' thought Tim. 'Oh my god your starving yourself.'

Calleigh smiled as she watched her pets eat quickly. Her pets. They should be their pets. Calleigh sighed and walked into her bedroom. Tim followed. Calleigh picked up a picture frame on her dresser. She smiled as she stroked Tim's features lightly. She remembered that day well. Her, Eric and Tim has gone to the beach as a hope to unravel from their past case. Tim had picked Calleigh up and practically threw her into the ocean. Both Tim and Calleigh remembered Eric telling them to a get a room already and get it over with.

Tim smiled. "I had alot of fun that day."

Calleigh smiled as if she could hear him. Tim reached out and hesistated considering every other time he tried to touch her he failed. But he thought maybe just this once he could. Tim extended his hand and placed it on Calleigh's shoulder. He touched it. He actually touched it. But as soon as it was there it was gone. As Tim touched her he felt Calleigh shiver underneath his touch and a pain in his heart. Words came to him. "You just keep breathin." Keep breathing? What did that mean? Who said it? Tim shook his head and backed away. Calleigh placed the picture frame down and crawled into bed. For yet another sleepless night.

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Calleigh groaned as she heared the doorbell ring. She sighed and got out of bed to answer it. "Eric...what are you doing here?"

"I thought i'd take you out to breakfast before shift."

Calleigh frowned. "I'm not going in today."

ERic sighed. "You sick?"

Calleigh shifted her eyes. Trying to do anything but to look at him. "Yeah...I think I might be getting the flu. It's going around."

"Calleigh..."

"Well you know I wouldn't want you to get it so you better go."

"Calleigh..."

Calleigh shook her head and closed the door in Eric's face. Calleigh sighed and rested her forehead on the cool metal. "Calleigh...I just want to talk to you."

"Go away Eric."

"Calleigh...I...I need someone to talk to you. I need you."

Calleigh sighed. She thought of opening the door but decided not to. "Go to work Eric."

Eric sighed and walked away. Tim looked up when he heared someone call him name. Tim turned around. "Jacob?"

Jacob smiled lightly. "Hey man..."

Tim starred at his once best friend. "I bet your wondering why you haven't crossed over yet?"

Tim nodded. Jacob smiled. "Well there's a reason for that. You'll see in time."

Tim nodded. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you."

Jacob sighed. "Tim...you've held this over your head for years. What happend to me up in New York wasn't your fault."

Tim sighed. "But I feel like it was."

Jacob shook his head. "Tim...there was nothing you could have done."

"Well I feel like there was."

Jacob sighed and nodded his head over in Calleigh's heaped form by the door. "So that's the famous Calleigh Duquesne you told be about at the cemetery."

"You were there?"

Jacob nodded. "Yeah...I watched you guys a few times. When you two were at crime scene's together. You looked like a couple."

"But we never were."

"And who's fault is that?"

Tim looked at Jacob and then lowered his head. "I did always have a nack for waiting til the last minute."

Jacob nodded. "So what did you come here to give me a second chance?"

Jacob laughed. "Hold up there. That's not my department."

TIm looked at him. "Then why are you here?"

"When you touched her. You had memories."

Tim nodded. "Someone said 'You just keep breathin.'"

Jacob nodded. "I'm here to help you through that."

"What do you mean?"

Jacob sighed. "One day Tim. Maybe not today or tomorrow but one day your going to remember what happend to you. Fully. And its going to be alot to handle. I"ve gone through it. But when you do remember I'll be there to help you make a certain choice."

"What choice?"

"I can't tell you that."

"Jacob!"

"Timothy."

Tim sighed. "What triggers the...flashbacks?"

Jacob sighed. "No one really nows. Fellings. Love. Sometimes anger or frustration."

Tim nodded. "What happens after I remember what happend to me?"

"You'll have a choice. Like I said before."

Tim nodded and looked over at Calleigh who was crying hysterically by the door. "I don't want to leave her."

"Well then...go be with her."

Tim nodded and walked over to Calleigh. He sighed knowing that there was nothing he could do to help her. Calleigh brought her head up from her knees and walked into the kitchen. Tim followed. Tim looked confused as Calleigh pulled out a knife.

"Calleigh what are you doing?"

Calleigh didn't hear him and walked into the bathroom. Tim tried to follow but something was stopping him. He couldn't get through the closed door of the bathroom. Tim tried and tried but he couldn't get in. Tim sighed and he became worried when he heared Calleigh's screams. "Calleigh!" Tim yelled. "Calleigh what are you doing?"

Calleigh let out another cry as she laid in the bath tub. Right before she passed out she managed to mutter weakly. "It's the only way for me to be happy."

TBC...ok yeah seriously don't know where that came from. But i think that must have been the worst chapter i've ever written. BUt please review anyways.