Calleigh woke up to a rainy morning. The morning sickness was far behind her now, and she was about six months into her pregnancy. Tim was so excited to see the baby growing, but Calleigh felt like a whale. Tim had tried to convince her many times that she wasn't a whale. She would always look beautiful to him, and today was no different.
Tim was already awake and was looking down at her. It was unfortunate that the hormones seemed to kick in already. "What are you looking at?" Calleigh spat, making Tim frown a little.
"I'm looking at my beautiful angel," he told her, trying to lift her mood.
"I have to pee," Calleigh said in reply as she got up and went to the bathroom. She felt like she lived there. It seemed like every five minutes she had to go to the bathroom, and she hated it.
Tim couldn't help but laugh at her reply. It was very rare that they got into a fight. Tim always understood, and sometimes it pissed Calleigh off even more to know that she wasn't getting him angry, but today was different.
Cal came out of the bathroom and sighed as she laid back down in bed. "I'm a whale," she said simply, staring up at the ceiling.
Tim shook his head. "No you're not Calleigh, you're beautiful," he said as he put his hand over her swollen stomach.
"Tim, just stop it, okay? Stop saying that it's getting old," she said as she flicked his hand off of her. That's what really got to Tim, she'd never taken his hand off before, and it felt like he was being restricted from his child.
"Calleigh, I know you're all hormonal and stuff but this is ridiculous," he told her as he put his hand back on her stomach, only to have it taken back off.
"I'm tired of this," Calleigh said as she got up and went to the porch to have some fresh air.
It was rainy outside, but the overhand provided her with the dryness she needed. She wasn't totally awake yet, but when she looked to her right she swore she saw someone that she recognized, someone that she'd put in jail just over a year and a half ago. Her cell phone ran and she quickly reached just inside the door where it was sitting on a charger and opened it.
"Speedle."
"Calleigh, Tracey got out, you're not safe, get Tim and get out of there, Calleigh….Calleigh?" Horatio asked through the phone. By the time he said "you're not safe" Tracey had come up behind Calleigh and grabbed her. She screamed and fought but to no avail.
Tim heard her screaming and he panicked. He went outside, only to see Calleigh being put in an unmarked white van. He called up Horatio and told him what had happened, and Horatio told him to wait there and see if Tracey called him. He explained that Tracey had gotten out by a miracle. No one noticed him get over the fence safely. He had been moved to the county jail, as Horatio had promised, but the court didn't grant him freedom from the death penalty. So essentially, Tracey had nothing to lose.
Tim sat at the house, waiting for something to happen, and finally, something did. His doorbell rang and when he opened the door, there was no one there. There was a package for him, laying at his feet. He called Horatio immediately and didn't touch it until he got gloves on. He picked it up and took it to the lab.
Meanwhile, Calleigh was inside a dark abandoned house with Tracey and two other men. She was scared and she was pregnant, so she was stubborn and not cooperating as Tracey would have liked. He'd shoved her up against a wall and put a knife to her neck, and took a picture. He slit her hand down the middle and filled a vial with her blood. He then tucked it into the package and gave it to one of his men to take it to the Speedle residence.
"So Ms. Duquesne, or should I call you Mrs. Speedle now? I've been watching you. I can see that you're pregnant, may I offer my congratulations," Tracey said with a wicked smile on his face. "You're very pretty you know, I can see why CSI Speedle picked you. Though not many men marry for love anymore. They marry for looks, and that's why he married you," Tracey told her. But Calleigh knew different.
"Tim loves me!" Calleigh yelled, which resulted in her being smacked across the face.
"We'll see about that," Tracey said, but before he could do anything more, Horatio stepped into the room, not followed by anyone else.
"You asked for me," he said simply. Calleigh was bound by her wrists and ankles but she could still see him, though she was afraid to speak. She didn't want to get hit again.
"Ah, Lieutenant, nice of you to drop by. Here is what I want. In exchange for your beloved Calleigh, I want to be set free, and if anyone comes after me, I'll always be after her," he said as he pointed a gun to Calleigh. "You don't comply, and her and her unborn child are dead," he said as one of his little minions came back downstairs. "The area is clear boss, he came alone."
Horatio smirked a bit and pressed a button on his watch unbeknown to Tracey. "Now Martin, let's sort this all out, I know you don't want to hurt her, she did nothing wrong."
"She put me away for life! She's the one that was getting me killed! In my eyes, she's my murderer!"
"Why Tracey, because you murdered someone else? How does it feel? How does it feel to know you're going to die?" he asked.
"Don't you try my patience Caine, it might result in the death of your precious Bullet Girl," he threatened, it was then that he heard a helicopter landing. "What is that?" he asked. "Go find out!" Tracey yelled as he waved his gun over at one of the two men. Horatio took that as his chance and pulled his gun out of his back pocket and shot Tracey so that he didn't even notice. The two men came after Horatio, and Calleigh quickly broke out of her bounds and picked up Tracey's gun. She shot one of the two men, and as the other one came towards her, she looked to Horatio, she didn't notice the other man coming towards her. He shoved her up against the wall and held the knife to her throat, but as Calleigh looked him right in the eyes, she heard a gun shot, and he dropped to the floor. When Cal looked over, Tim was standing there.
"Tim!" Calleigh squeaked as she ran over to him and wrapped her arms around him. She started crying hysterically, and buried her head into his chest. "I'm so sorry, I never meant to make you angry, I'm so sorry," she said quickly.
"Shhh, shhh, Calleigh, it's alright sweetie, you're alright, I promised you I'd protect you, I can't lose you baby, I love you so much," he whispered into her ear.
"I love you too Tim, I'm sorry."
"Calleigh this wasn't your fault," he told her. Calleigh looked down at Tracey and let go of Tim, assuring him that she was okay. She kneeled down next to Tracey and put two fingers to his neck. He still had a pulse, it was very very slow, but he had one. Calleigh knew that she should call out for an ambulance, but she didn't. Instead, she left him there to die. He deserved it.
"I want to go home Tim," Calleigh said as she got back up and walked over to him. Tim nodded and put his hand on the small of her back, and left Tracey behind them. Calleigh was safe again, never to be bothered by this murderer ever again.