Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to update guys, I've been map testing the past two weeks and I just haven't felt like updating because the map testing was english and I had to write essay's...sooo...anyways i'm gonna kinda let this chapter be a little release from the life that is the Speedle family and give them a little bit of a break.

Chapter...7?

Tim stood with Calleigh in the layout room looking over the evidence from the first explosion.

"Ok." started Calleigh in her usual cherry tone, but if you listened closely you could hear and perhaps if you looked at her close enough you could see the tiredness. "So we know that he uses a standarized kitchen timer.."

Tim nodded. "And that's about all we know."

Calleigh looked up at him. "But that doesn't make since, honey. I mean there has to be something else here that's going to give away our guy."

Tim was about to say something when Horatio chose that particular moment to walk in. "Guys."

Calleigh smiled, "Hey Horatio. What's up?"

Horatio smiled slightly and did his all to familiar Horatio pose. "Why uh...why don't you guys go home, and get some rest?"

"No." said Tim quickly causing Calleigh to look at him. "No way, I'm catching this guy."

"Speed."

"H...no."

"I think you guys need some vacation time. So go home, pack your things, get the girls ready and just go."

Speed sighed and placed his hands on the lab table. "H-"

"Tim, maybe he's right? We need to get our minds off things."

Tim gave Calleigh the usual Speedle expression. "And you really think going away for a few days is going to make everything go away."

Calleigh shrugged slightly. "Maybe not completley, but it could help."

Tim shook his head and let out a sigh and muttered a quick "Whatever" before leaving.

Calleigh sighed causing Horatio to look at her. "He'll be ok, Cal. Just take a week or two off, clear your head."

Calleigh nodded. "I know he'll be ok...adventually. I'm just not sure if I will."

TALLEIGH TALLEIGH TALLEIGH TALLEIGH

Calleigh watched Tim carefully as he threw his clothes into his suitcase. She smiled slightly, hoping to attempt to atleast make him look at her. Something which he hadn't been doing for the past couple of weeks. Calleigh understood what he was going through, she really did. She just wished that he would wake up and realize that he wasn't alone in this. "Here baby, let me help you." Calleigh walked around on to the other side of bed and began to fold Tim's clothes.

Tim sighed. "I'm perfectly capable of folding my own clothes, Cal."

"Really? Then why are you just throwing them in here?"

Tim ran his hand over his face and sat down on the bed. "What if...what if something happend while were gone, Cal? What if he does something that gets Horatio or Eric hurt? I could never live with myself if something happend."

"Nothing's going to happen, Tim." said Calleigh as she folded one of Tim's button up shirts and placed it in the suitcase.

"What if." started Tim ignoring her comment. "What if he follows us and...and hurts you or the girls, and I can't get to you fast enough to help you? I can't lose you guys." Calleigh tilted her head to the side and sat down on his lap. She then placed her hands on his cheeks making him look at her. "I'd never EVER be able to forgive myself for that."

"Tim...nothing is going to happen. Ok. Nothing."

"Just because you say that Cal, doesn't mean its going to happen."

"And just because your so pestimistic doesn't always mean something bad is going to happen."

Tim closed his eyes and pulled Calleigh to him tightly. Holding her so she wouldn't leave, not like she ever would on her own free will. Tim ran his hands up and down Calleigh's back. "Save me. Please?"

Calleigh pulled away from him slightly and looked at him sadly. "Save you from what, baby?"

"From falling." said Tim quietly with tears in his eyes. Calleigh nodded and leaned down and kissed Tim lightly, after a few seconds Tim pulled her to him tightly not wanting to let go. Afraid that if he did he'd lose her forever. Tim ran his hands up and down Calleigh's side's finally coming to rest on her hip bones. Calleigh pulled away from Tim slightly and ran her hand over his stubble.

"I'll always be here to save you. You just let me know when ok?" Tim nodded and kissed Calleigh more passionatley this time.

TALLEIGH TALLEIGH TALLEIGH TALLEIGH

Tim took a deep breath as he came to the door of his parents home. "Cal, maybe we should go back to Miami?"

She smiled and shook her head. "You don't like your parents just as much as I don't like mine, but were doing this, Tim. We need the vacation."

Tim sighed and knocked on the door. "Coming, coming." Tim heared his mother call.

Elizabeth Speedle opened the door and her mouth opened in suprise. "Timothy! Calleigh! And my grand babies! Oh this is a suprise." said Elizabeth as she hugged each of them.

Patrick Speedle came down the hall and to the door. "Lizzy, why are you...Timothy, son. How are you?" asked Patrick as he hugged his son.

"I've been better, dad."

"Why? What's going on."

"Oh well you know." started Calleigh in her southern drawl. "Crime scene's, evidence, bullets, guns, explosions, crazies, nothing's changed Dad."

Patrick smiled and looked at Calleigh. "I always did love your humor." he said hugging her. "How's my favorite daughter in law?"

Calleigh smiled. "Dad, i'm your only daughter in law."

Patrick cast a glance at Tim which caused him to laugh for the first time in awhile. "As far as we now."

"Thanks, Dad."

Patrick laughed lightly. "Well let's not stand in the door way the whole time, come on in." said Patrick as he went to grab on of the baby carriers.

"Oh, its ok, i got them."

Patrick looked at Tim. "Well I see who does all the heavy lifting."

Tim shook his head and grabbed the suitcases as he walked into his childhood home. "Always the comedian dad."

"Well you know." started Patrick as he grabbed Olivia's carrier. "I aim to please."

TBC...