CHAPTER 2
Tim dipped the spoon into the spaghetti sauce and tasted it. "Mmmm.."
Calleigh smiled and wrapped her arms around his waist. "What are we having tonight Mr. Cheif?"
"Spaghetti...with the Speedle's -"
"Secret sauce I know I know." Tim smiled and dipped the spoon back into the sauce so Calleigh could have a taste. Calleigh smiled in approval. "Great as always."
Tim smiled and tossed the spoon in the sink. "I love you."
Calleigh smiled and let Tim pull her close. "I love you to."
Tim smiled and placed Calleigh's hair behind her shoulders. "Thank you."
"For what? I didn't do anything?"
Tim nodded. "You gave me her." said Tim as he gestured over to Livvy coloring on the kitchen table. Calleigh peered over her shoulder and smiled resting her head on Tim's chest.
"We did good didn't we?"
Tim smiled. "Yeah we did."
"Daddy?" asked Livvy not looking up from her picture of Blue from Blue's clues.
"Yes baby?"
"How did you and Mommy get together?"
"Well we work together sweetheart."
"I know that." said Livvy annoyed. "I mean like did you instantally fall in love with her or did it take a while? Did you give her flowers and candy?"
"Whats with these question?" asked Tim as him and Calleigh sat down on oppostie sides of Livvy.
Livvy shrugged. "I just wanna know."
Tim smiled at Calleigh. "Well to be honest with you when I first met your mother I couldn't stand her."
"Thanks babe."
"Well you know I couldn't so its not like I'm lying."
"True."
"Why did you hate mommy?"
"Well sweetie...-"
FLASHBACK---
"I'll only be gone a few weeks Speed."
Tim sighed. "Megan...your husband was killed. You'll be gone more then a few weeks."
Megan sighed and sat down at her desk. "You'll like my replacement. His names Horatio."
"Yeah yeah I know I know. From bomb squad...he's some type of hero or something...I get it. When I came to CSI you took me in, taught me the ropes. Not him."
Megan sighed. "Speedle it'll be fine. Besides he's bringing a girl with him her names Calleigh Duquesne. She's nice."
Tim rolled his eyes. "There all nice Megan...and then just when they have you they pull off that pretty mask to reveal the green ugly monster."
PRESENT---
"The green ugly monster?" asked Calleigh.
"Shh...I'm telling a story."
"Alright..."
FLASHBACK---
"Hi i'm Calleigh Duquesne."
Tim put his pen down and looked at her outstretched hand. "Tim Speedle...trace."
Calleigh nodded. "Its a shame about Megan...I'm sorry about her husband."
"Yeah...they were really in love."
Calleigh nodded. "That's one reason why I don't want to get married."
"Why's that?" asked Tim full attention back on his paper work.
"Because they could die. And I don't think I could handle that."
"Well I hate to brake it to you Brittnay but uh...everyone dies."
Calleigh glared at the man. "The names Calleigh...not Brittany."
"My mistake."
Calleigh could feel her anger rising and she had only meet this man a few minutes ago. "Listen I have to get to ballistics now do you think you can take a second out of your time and tell me were that is?"
Tim sighed. "Down the hall...get into the elevator to the 3rd floor, when you come out of it make a left, get to the end of the hall and then make a right, third door on the left."
"Thank you."
"Your welcome."
Calleigh hated this man but she couldn't seem to look away from him and to be honest neither could Tim.
Calleigh rolled her eyes and Tim could have sworn he heared her mutter Yankee before she left the room.
S/C S/C S/C S/C S/C
Calleigh sighed as she dropped her keys in the parking lot. She was halfway to her car when she heared giggling.
"Timmy...stop it."
Calleigh rolled her eyes at the site.
"I can't...your to beautiful."
Calleigh saw the women laugh once again and pull him closer. Calleigh unlocked her door, "You know why don't you guys get a room."
Tim stopped kissing the women's neck. "You know that's not a bad idea. Come on Pam...let's go."
Calleigh watched in disgust as the two could barely keep their hands off eachother.
PRESENT---
Calleigh made a noise in disgust. "Pam."
"Pam was a nice women Calleigh."
"Tim please she was a cheap fluzzy."
"What's a fluzzy?"
Calleigh sighed. "Nevermind honey...go on with your story...Timmy."
FLASHBACK---
"Why not just sand it all down."
"I dunno maybe its a guy thing?"
"What they can add on or cover up but they won't mess with the chassie's?"
Tim sighed. "Calleigh...your scaring me."
Calleigh smiled lightly. "The hall was built in 1972."
"Do you wanna do this?" Calleigh shook her head.
"It's a guy thing. Its just...Megan wanted it ten minutes ago." Tim looked at her and sighed as she left the room. Eric came in a few minutes later.
"What's with you?"
"Calleigh is what's wrong with me."
Eric laughed. "She still getting on your nerves."
"Yeah you could say that."
Eric laughed again. "Why don't you just ask her out and get it over with."
"Why would I ask her out?"
"Because you like her."
"I don't like her."
"Sure you don't."
"Besides even if I did I have a girlfriend."
"Right...Pam."'
"Whats wrong with Pam?"
"Nothing's wrong with Pam. She's a very pretty women."
"Then what's the problem?"
"She's just...not your type."
Tim glared at his friend as he through up his hands in defeat and walked out of the room. Maybe he was right. Maybe Pam wasn't his type. But was Calleigh? Only time would tell.
TBC...