At first Calleigh couldn't believe her ears then the closer she actually looked at Sami the more she could see Tim in her. It was subtle, the shape of her eyes, the hair, all traits that Sami shared with Tim, shared so much that even Eric had noticed something familiar with this person, someone he had never met. There was a similarity in this woman that she could find in what she remembered of Tim.

"You're his sister, aren't you?" She said slowly and quietly. Eric, who had been standing there with wide eyes his brain racing at a hundred miles a minute, stared at Calleigh then back at Sami who nodded slightly her expression saddened.

Eric took a breath, "Tim never said anything about having a sister…"

"Tim was never the type of person to talk about his family. I'm not surprised you don't know he has siblings," Sami said looking at them both steadily.

Eric blinked not able to stop staring at Sami, "Siblings? As in more than one?"

Sami smiled a little, "As in Tim was a middle child. I'm the youngest and Peter is the oldest of the three Speedle kids. So yes, more than one."

A silence broke out suddenly at those words. Each person in the room wondering just how well they knew their friend and colleague. Each person pondering the what ifs and could have beens that had plagued them since Tim's death. The only person who was confident of their role in his life and of the entire knowledge of his being was Sami. Despite this, even she wondered sometimes what he had kept from her and shared with no one else.

Horatio broke the silence, "In any case, questions we all have but at the moment we have a job to do. Several of them in fact." He glanced at Calleigh who seemed to be staring off into the distance, "Calleigh why don't you show Sami to the locker room and get her situated? Her ID should also be ready by now." Calleigh nodded then he glanced over at Eric, "Eric I have an assignment for you."

Eric didn't say anything but finally broke his gaze on Sami who was starting to look a little uncomfortable. Horatio gave Sami's shoulder a gentle squeeze before she was led out of the trace lab and into the hallway. Eric couldn't help it, he watched the two women leave, his brain still buzzing with the load of information that he had just been dumped with.

Her eyes wide and staring all around her Sami followed Calleigh first back to the receptionist desk to pick up her ID then back towards the women's locker room. The entire time the two of them were silent, a slow tension forming between them. Sami picked out a locker and began unloading her stuff into it. Calleigh sat down on one of the benches, a look on her face telling Sami that she was trying to come to a decision. Sami let out a silent sigh and spoke, still facing the locker as she emptied out her bag.

"If you have something you want to ask me, you can go ahead. We're going to be working together so it's better to get anything out into the open."

Calleigh glanced up at her, "It's just that…..Tim never mentioned anything about his family. Nothing about his parents or the fact that he had a brother and a sister…."

"Tim was pretty private," Sami pulled out a couple of photos that she had in a side pocket and handed them to Calleigh. "Even to his family, he always kept to himself not really feeling a part of the group."

Calleigh glanced down at the pictures. The first couple were black and whites of a seven year old Tim holding what looked to be a baby Sami. Behind and next to him stood an older boy of about ten or eleven. The older boy had the same dark hair as Tim and the now grown up Sami, but he was definitely more alike in looks to Tim than Sami was to either of them. The sibling resemblance in her was slight compared to them. Without glancing twice you could tell that these two were brothers.

There were more pictures, family photos showing how the kids grew. Two of them were of just Sami and Tim. The oldest was Tim at his high school graduation in a cap and gown looking a little awkward, obviously not liking his picture taken. Next to him, her arms wrapped around his waist and a beaming smile on her face, was an eleven-year-old Sami. Despite his stiff posture at her embrace, coupled with his nervousness at being photographed, he had an arm around her and just the gesture was warm in itself. The only thing that showed the love he had for her. Even something so simple showed through.

The next photo was what looked like Sami at a FBI function, her graduation from the academy. Again, Sami and Tim together, but this time Sami was in a dark blue pantsuit her hair up in a bun. It was a startling contrast to the woman standing in front of Calleigh. Tim was next to her, his arm around her shoulders. That same gesture made for a now older beloved sister, and also a smile. Calleigh could see how proud he was by the look in his eyes. Calleigh felt her stomach clench at the sight of him as an old yet new pain came up to the surface.

Calleigh handed the photos to Sami who stared to stick them onto the inside of her locker door. They were copies Calleigh realized, otherwise Sami probably wouldn't have taped them like that. Sami finished and stared at the pictures for a moment before going back to her bag.

"I practically had to force him to pay attention to me. I know it's not that usual to think that an older brother wouldn't want his little sister sticking around him, but he did that with everyone. Always wanted to spend time with his books than with anyone else. So I used to sneak into his room and make him talk to me about what he was reading or have him read to me. He read a lot of stuff that at the time I didn't understand, but I just wanted him to talk to me, spend time with me. We grew close because I was persistent."

Calleigh nodded slightly, "What about your older brother, Peter you said his name was?"

"Yeah, Peter," Sami paused a moment. "Peter's even more complicated than Tim. It's such a long story and well like I said complicated. I'm not so sure about everything. Peter and Tim were never really close and my relationship with Peter is strained."

"The three of you have a falling out?"

"Not exactly, like I said complicated," she finished putting her stuff into the locker and pulled out a combination lock. Sami folded up the bag and put that into the locker as well then closed the door and spun the combination. She turned to face Calleigh, "But I have a feeling that there's something else on your mind besides all this."

Calleigh looked up and into Sami's eyes. Sami had the ability to replicate that same piercing look that Tim had had. That remembrance made a surge of anger push it's way out.

"Your parents were at the funeral but you and your other brother never bothered to show up. You talk about how close you two were, and you weren't even there," Calleigh's tone held an acidic edge to it that surprised even her. Sami blinked and then after a moment she sat down on the bench a little ways away from Calleigh.

Sami stared down at her hands clasped together in her lap. Calleigh couldn't read the expression on her face. It was neutral, but when she spoke, her emotions were in her voice.

"I didn't know he died till a month later. I was on an undercover assignment and my bosses had to make a choice. Either inform me and maybe pull me out compromising the mission, or save the big picture and not let me know at all until I get a hysterical phone call from my mom when I get home. I quit shortly after that and requested a transfer into the police force here in Miami."

Calleigh was silent and they sat there for what seemed like the longest moment. Both of them lost in their own thoughts. The anger Calleigh had felt began to seep away at the sadness in Sami's voice. There was more to it than sadness though. There was her own anger, frustration, and a tremendous grief that she hadn't had time to express or really go through. Calleigh felt a sudden stab of sympathy towards her and realized that she really did want her as a friend. She cleared her throat a little before speaking.

"So you were in the FBI?"

Sami nodded looking up and staring at the locker, "Yeah, got recruited from college. Worked in their crime labs and also did a lot of undercover assignments. Turns out I'm a pretty good liar," she joked and Calleigh smiled. "I left because it was more important to them to keep the big picture in tact than to ensure the peace of mind of their agents. Don't get me wrong, I get the idea of the big picture and it is important I agree with them on that point. But it's just the way they handle things. They can be a real bunch of loveless sons of bitches you know what I mean?"

Calleigh nodded and chuckled a little, "If our dealings in the past is any indication that's an understatement."

"Not all of them are like that of course, but I just had to get out. I should have done this a long time ago, just went into the police force. I think I'm going to like it a lot better."

"I'm glad," Calleigh gave her a soft smile. "I think you're going to fit in here just fine, as soon as the awkwardness wears off anyway," Sami smiled back then sighed and stood up and Calleigh stood up as well.

"So," Calleigh hesitated as they started to walk out of the locker room. "Why didn't your brother go to Tim's funeral?"

This caused another sigh, not directed at Calleigh but at something else, "Like I said, it's really complicated. I wish I had a clear cut answer and I don't."

The two of them walked out of the locker room and came face to face with Horatio. He was leaning against the wall opposite them and he smiled as they came over to him. He held a couple of slips of paper in one hand and two folders in another.

"Everything all right ladies?"

The two of them nodded. Sami pulled out her ID tag and clipped it to the collar of her shirt then stood there rocking back and forth on her feet, her thumbs hooked into her belt loops. Horatio handed Calleigh one of the folders and a slip of paper.

"Calleigh you're with me. I'll meet you at the crime scene where Tripp is waiting for us as we speak. Sami, you're with Eric. He's waiting for you in the break room as soon as you're ready," he smiled at her again. "You ready to start your first day?"

Sami grinned with a look that was totally unique, totally Sami. A mixture of mischief, anticipation, and energy, "Time to go catch some bad guys."