Author's Note: Just wanted to thank you guys once again for the reviews, they really mean alot to me.
Speedfanatic05- Now why would Tim not being able to function properly cause trouble later on down the road? WHO TOLD YOU? lol.
Dybdhal- Now why would you get the idea that it was only going to get worse? I mean honestly what kind of writer do you guys think I am? Mwhahahahaha. And I'm sorry I was being negative earlier, that's just the way I am sometimes.
TALLEIGH TALLEIGH TALLEIGH TALLEIGH
After Tim had put together another letter, sent from the "crazed bomber" Horatio had ordered a patrol cop to sit outside Tim and Calleigh's house. Tim had protested but after Calleigh had suggested it was a good idea he gave in. Tim was sitting in the break room of the Crime lab watching t.v. when the latest letter flooded back into his brain.
This case is getting to you
I knew it would, that's exactly what I've wanted it to do.
My plans worked...well not completley but it will soon.
You better watch your back or you'll be the next one to go into the ground...
...or according to your nightmares at night your little southern wife will.
You think I don't see you, but I do, your afraid to touch her,
afraid that if you do she'll slip through your fingers.
I guess only time will tell.
Tim sighed and tossed the remote onto the coffee table, running his hands threw his hair and then rubbing his eyes. You think I don't see you, but I do, your afraid to touch her. This guy knew Tim to well, he knew that he was right. He was, afraid to touch her. But he shouldn't be. She was his wife, he had dreams of Eric being the one dead, Horatio, Alexx, Tripp, even Tyler, but those didn't get to him as much as this dream, correction nightmare did. He sighed and got up.
TALLEIGH TALLEIGH TALLEIGH TALLEIGH
Calleigh was in the layout room, looking at the letters that were sent to Tim. She sighed and ran a shaky hand through her blonde hair.
Speedle,
I've seen you. And you've seen me. But when its all over with
Let's see if you can survive Counting the days since i've seen you last
But maybe in the end, when its all said and done
you'll regret it
Or maybe making a tough decision
But remember your Det. Tim Speedle
You'll always chose family over your own life
Or would you?
Calleigh's eyes then shifted to the second letter.
I'll see you soon
Then to the third.
I'm getting closer, I'm getting closer to breaking you down.
Then to the fourth.
The girls of yours are lovely. If they didn't look exactly like you I'd say Calleigh cheated on you. I mean why would any women want you?
Then to the fifth.
Having nightmares Speedle? It was really nice of Calleigh to comfort you. She's a good wife. Maybe once she's dead, I'll move in. Take your place. Raise your kids what do you think? I bet your sitting there right now, blaming yourself for everything that's happened. And you should, this is ALL YOUR FAULT. And you will pay. Believe me you will.
And then Calleigh's eyes finally came across to the latest letter.
This case is getting to you
I knew it would, that's exactly what I've wanted it to do.
My plans worked...well not completley but it will soon.
You better watch your back or you'll be the next one to go into the ground...
...or according to your nightmares at night your little southern wife will.
You think I don't see you, but I do, your afraid to touch her,
afraid that if you do she'll slip through your fingers.
I guess only time will tell.
Calleigh's breath caught in her throat as she chocked back a sob. Who was this animal? And why was he picking on Tim? What did he do? Tim's nightmares had escalted now. The killing's still happend but now he saw the crazed bomber only his face was blurry, he couldn't make it out. And after every nightmare Tim would do the same thing, wake up in a cold sweat, crying, breathing heavily. Calleigh would wrap her arms around him and he'd calm down adventually. Then he'd wait til she fell back asleep, well when he thought she was asleep and he'd go into the girl's room and watch them until the sun came up and they had to go back into work. Calleigh didn't know what to do. It was just supposed to be another case, they'd find the evidence, go back to the lab, catch the killer, put him away, and then go home. But this wasn't another case this was...this was torture. Pure torture. She jumped slightly when she heared the door close behind her, but didn't turn around.
Tim walked up slowly behind her and wrapped his arms around her. "You shouldn't be looking at these."
Calleigh shrugged slightly and leaned her head on Tim's shoulder. "I was just trying to figure him out."
"He doesn't want to be figured out." Calleigh turned around in Tim's arms and looked at him. She opened her mouth to say something but couldn't. Tim stroked her cheek lightly. "I know." Calleigh shook her head and rested it on Tim's chest. "I know."
TBC...