A/N Hii! Sorry I’ve been SUPER busy lately! I really really wanted to make this one! Hope you like it! Reviews make my day! Luv y’all!

Pairing:Talleigh

Song: I Miss You

Artist: Hannah Montana (NOT A WORD PEOPLE NOT A WORD ;)

Disclaimer: Not MINE…duh!

Spoilers: Lost Son (3x01)

Summary: It takes a special someone to love a special person… Characters may be OOC!

Sha la la la la
Sha la la la la

You used to call me your angel
Said I was sent straight down from heaven
You'd hold me close in your arms
I loved the way you felt so strong
I never wanted you to leave
I wanted you to stay here holding me

Tim Speedle shuffled into his house, set his stuff down, kicked off his shoes and looked to find his fiancé. With a small smirk, Tim followed the blasting country music to the kitchen, where she was stirring a pot on the stove. Quickly and quietly he walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Hey angel,” Tim whispered in her ear.

“Hey babe,” Calleigh replied.

Slowly turning her from the stove to face him, he proceeded to kiss her sweetly on the mouth.

“My, aren’t you feeling bubbly today?” Calleigh said, laughing at this uncharacteristic bout of affection.

“AAH! Calleigh!! You’re making me cheerful!” Tim grimaced in mock horror.

Calleigh giggled again. Suddenly, shots echoed through the room as a bullet sped through the open window and hit Tim in the heart. Blood pooled around him as –

Calleigh sat bolt upright as tears of sweat rolled down her forehead. Still breathing heavily, she looked over to the empty spot in her double bed. She rolled over and inhaled the ever-present odor of Tim Speedle as she cried silently into the pillow, cursing the gods and railing the heavens.

I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

“Hey Tim. I miss you so much I can’t even tell you. I don’t know what’s happening to all of us. Horatio’s distant, Eric’s snappy, I don’t smile. We’re all falling apart. This new guy was hired today. His name is Ryan Wolfe. My father thought he hit someone when he was driving drunk and he was put on the case,” Calleigh murmured to the stone as she sat down in the dewy grass.

Tears began to run down her face as she continued in short, spontaneous, spastic sentences, “My dad didn’t hit anyone, just ran over a dead guy. I don’t know what to do. I’m falling apart myself. I don’t have the energy to pick up the pieces for him anymore, Tim. Oh, why’d you have to go? We all need you here, Tim.

“I have to go but I’ll be back soon. I love you,” Calleigh said tearfully.

You used to call me your dreamer
And now I'm living out my dream
Oh how I wish you could see
Everything that's happening for me
I'm thinking back on the past
It's true that time is flying by too fast

“Calleigh, would you please come to my office?” Horatio asked her over the phone.

As Calleigh made her way to her boss’ office, she wondered how it had already been 6 months since Tim died. As tears welled up in her beautiful green eyes, she quickly pushed that line of thought out of her head and put a purely professional yet warm look on her face.

“Horatio?” she asked as she knocked on his already open door.

“Calleigh. Come in. Do you mind shutting the door?” Horatio replied.

“Calleigh, I’m going…away…for a little bit. Do you mind watching the lab while I’m gone?”

Calleigh was pretty excited about being Lieutenant for a while, but her colleagues always came first in her book.

“Is everything alright?” Calleigh inquired. Horatio seemed distracted, unfocused. He was never like this.

“Of course. I…have to go…I’ll see you later…Details of my trip are on the desk,” he stammered.

“Thank you ma’am,” Horatio said as he walked through the door.

Calleigh stared at him for a few moments, completely mystified. Then a tiny bit of excitement bubbled up inside her. She had always dreamed of being Lieutenant but never actually thought she would ever get the chance to be the Lt. of this team.

“Oh Tim! I wish you could see this! This is a dream come true!” she thought happily, yet a little sadly.

I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

About 1 year after he was hired, Ryan saw Eric and Calleigh hugging each other in the break room. Looking at them, he thought about his experience with his senior colleagues. Eric was such a jerk but Calleigh had been somewhat warm, aside from when he worked her father’s case. She never really got mad at him and always patiently explained to him what he did wrong. Quickly analyzing the situation in front of him, he marched confidently into the break room.

“Sorry to interrupt the romantic moment, but we have work to do,” Ryan sneered.

The two CSIs gaped at the younger man and Calleigh’s mouth dropped at the obnoxious colleague. Calleigh felt her last bit of control slip from her grasp and rage bubbled up inside of her like a volcano waiting to explode stepped in front of him and slapped him hard, across the cheek.

“You know what Ryan? You think you can just waltz in here and take over for Speed? Well I’ll have you know that he was and is irreplaceable,” Calleigh uttered quietly yet venomously.

“Calleigh–” Eric interjected.

“And you have the audacity to come in here and insinuate that we are having a romantic moment? You’d think that being a CSI would teach you not to make assumptions, but obviously it hasn’t,” Calleigh continued menacingly.

“Calleigh–” Eric warned again but then stopped, thinking of how he deserved to be taken down a notch.

Calleigh’s voice raised to a shout and tear’s began rolling down her cheeks as she mocked the younger CSI. “Oh, I’m Ryan Wolfe. I have to be the best at EVERYTHING! I come in here and insult people and then feel sorry for myself when no one likes me. The only thing that matters is impressing my boss, Horatio Caine. I’m painfully oblivious to everything around me and I desperately want to be someone who I’m not.”

As Eric stood paralyzed, Horatio walked into the break room in the middle of their shouting match. Walking briskly in front of her, and wrapped his arms around her in a tight embrace. She collapsed against him, sobbing into his chest.

Eric stormed over to Ryan and began speaking in a hushed, furious voice. He on the other hand had not been as patient as his other colleagues with Ryan in the past.

“You bastard. It’s his birthday,” he knew he didn’t need to expand on who “he” was. “He would’ve been 33 years old. We weren’t having a romantic moment, we were supporting each other. They were going to get married a year ago today! So why don’t you just fucking leave us alone?!”

“What? You haven’t dealt with it yet? It’s been a year! Get over it,” Ryan retaliated.

“Mr. Wolfe, that was out of line. I strongly suggest you leave, now!” Horatio advised angrily.

I know you're in a better place, yeah
But I wish that I could see your face, oh
I know you're where you need to be
Even though it's not here with me

-Flashback-

“Why’d he have to go, Alexx? Why??” she recalled herself asking her friend.

She sat down on the white sand of the beach as the aquamarine waves crashed against the shore. The brisk wind whipped her golden hair across her face as she contemplated and she absentmindedly fiddled with her engagement ring Tim had given her.

She was starting to let go. “It was your time, Tim. You are where you need to be. As much as I need you down here…you’re probably doing something better up there,” she thought.

She reached into the pocket of her navy pants and pulled out a tiny ceramic heart. On it, the name Tim was engraved onto the front. Using her long fingers she traced the letters. Digging a small hole in the sand she placed the heart in the ground.

I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

Calleigh walked by down the hallway and stopped abruptly. She could swear that she heard his music blasting from the trace lab. Gazing around her she gazed at the wonderful people around her. For once in her life, she stopped to smell the roses. She could almost picture Tim walking up to her and making fun of her for daydreaming again.

Eric strolled up behind his friend and colleague. Hearing his footsteps she turned around to see him.

“Hey Calleigh.”

“Hi Eric!”

“You okay?” he asked worriedly.

“Y’know what Eric? I think I’m going to be,” she said slowly and smiled the first real smile in a year.

THE END

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