CSI:Miami Road Trip: Unlucky Number 13

Oh, boy. Something tells me Lori sleeping with Jagger isn't gonna end too well...

Steph is such a cutie.

I'm a huge fan of the Speed and Riley bonding. And I kinda agree- he either better end it for good or figure out something else. Because the in-between isn't working. Although, it seems like Katie still cares, so maybe...

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APL Financial, 9:30am, 5 days later

Scott: *holds side, sits in chair*

Jagger: *sips coffee, walks into cubicle*

Frederick: Hey Jaguar, you seem uppity today.

Jagger: Had a good night.

Frederick: Ooh. You found a woman.

Jagger: *smirks, sits*

Chloe: *spins around* Jagger found a woman? I thought that was an urban legend.

Frederick: Yeah, I thought you were gay.

Jagger: I will neither confirm nor deny your allegations.

Frederick: He totally got laid.

Chloe: *smiles*

Scott: *pops open aspirin*

Frederick: *looks over* Hey Finch, what's wrong with you? You fall off the roof or something?

Scott: *lifts eyes* What?

Frederick: You're always haulin' around that aspirin.

Scott: I...was in an accident.

Cellphone rings

Scott: *looks at phone*

Frederick: Aren't you gonna answer that?

Scott: *grabs phone, walks away*

Frederick: Something's up with him.

Jagger: Maybe instead of mocking him, you could ask what's wrong.

Frederick: That's stupid. I prefer to mock.

Hallway

Scott: *steps near elevator*

April: *walks over* Scott.

Scott: *looks at April*

April: *smiles* You came. *wraps arms around Scott*

Scott: *looks around*

April: *steps back* Did you pick up my dry cleaning?

Scott: It's not ready yet.

April: *lifts brow* You dropped it off yesterday.

Scott: Yeah they had a power outage apparently so they couldn't get to it until today.

April: *frowns* Scott, you promised you'd have my dry cleaning ready. I have an event to go to tonight.

Scott: I'm sorry, I guess you'll have to wear something else.

April: *grabs Scott's shirt, yanks him forward* You're going to get me something to wear.

Scott: I-I can't, I have to go back to work.

April: Would you like another stiletto jammed into your lung?

Scott: *stares at April*

April: We're an item, Scott. I need you to support me. Now that I'm a CEO, I don't have time to do the little things.

Scott: I was always able t-

April: No. You weren't a CEO for very long. And the fact that you aren't one anymore means you couldn't do it. You're weak and that's why you work in a cubicle.

Scott: *lowers eyes*

April: It's why you lost your wife and custody of your kids. Do you want to lose me too?

Scott: I-

April: I didn't think so. I'm all you have, Scott so you'd better do all you can to keep me. So go get me something to wear to the event.

Scott: *nods*

April: *walks away*

Scott: *sigh*

Levine's Fashion, 1pm

Scott: *rummages through clothing*

Anni: *walks over, smiles* Scotty!

Scott: *lifts head*

Anni: Hey! I haven't seen you in a while, what brings you here?

Scott: *looks around*

Anni: *smile fades* Are you okay?

Scott: I'm trying to find a dress.

Anni: I didn't realize you wore dresses.

Scott: Not for me.

Anni: ...That was a joke.

Scott: Blue or red?

Anni: Always go with the red. It's more flattering.

Scott: *nods, walks away*

Anni: *turns around* Uh...you're welcome.

Miami Beach, condo, 7pm

April: *fastens earring*

Scott: I got your dress.

April: Excellent. *turns around* ...It's red.

Scott: More flattering.

April: *lifts eyes* Are you saying I'm fat?

Scott: *blinks* No, I-

April: You got this for me to make me look fat, didn't you. *slaps Scott's arm*

Scott: *drops dress*

April: You're such a worthless bastard. *shoves Scott, walks away*

Scott: ...I'm sorry.

April: *opens closet* How can one man be so useless? I asked for a simple dress. Was it that hard?

Scott: It's a nice dress.

April: *turns around* Get over here.

Scott: I'm fine here.

April: *picks up dress* I just want to show you the inefficient stitching on the hem.

Scott: *steps over*

April: *slams fist into Scott's face*

Scott: *falls into wall*

April: I get the best. And I don't believe you're the best man for me. But you could be if you would just do what I say.

Scott: *holds cheek*

April: Do you want to be a good man? Because if you do, I have a way to stop the throbbing pain of your idiocy.

Scott: *lifts eyes*

April: *walks over to nightstand*

Scott: *looks at nightstand*

April: *pulls syringe from table* My father has cancer so I swiped a few of these.

Scott: ...What is it?

April: Morphine.

Scott: *frowns* You should return that.

April: *laughs* How adorable. *steps closer, knees Scott in the ribs*

Scott: AH! *falls to knees*

April: *uncaps syringe*

Scott: No. *slides back* I'm fine.

April: I can't have you going to work like this, Scott. You're a mess.

Scott: I want you to leave my condo.

April: *frowns* Why?

Scott: Because I don't appreciate being treated like a sack of potatoes.

April: *grabs Scott* You want to say that again? I don't think I heard you.

Scott: *stands, winces*

April: *crosses arms*

Scott: Get out.

April: I'm not going anywhere.

Scott: Yes you are or I'm calling the police.

April: You wouldn't.

Scott: Lady, you'd better believe it. Get out.

April: I-

Scott: GET THE HELL OUT!

April: All my stuff's here.

Scott: *steps forward*

April: ACK! I'm going, I'm going! *runs*

Scott: *sits on bed* ...*sigh*

TBC........................

LOL..Jagger's wearing his luckiness on his sleeve. I believe that Jagger and Lori * even though highly volitile* could get into some fun. It remains to be seen how far this one goes.

-_- April....Is it sad that I want to see bodily harm done to her? I'm a firm believer that people don't learn unless you show them. Scott needed only to show her that he wasn't going to take the sh** anymore. I'm glad she's gone. Now...the question remains...why did he go for something like that anyway? He can't possibly believe that he's worthless....can he?


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Miami Beach, condo, 3pm next day

Steph: *shuffles card deck* Daddy, I wanna play one more.

Scott: I have to take you back home, kiddo.

Steph: I don't wanna go back there. Mommy's too busy.

Scott: With what?

Steph: A man comes over sometimes.

Scott: *tilts head* ...A man.

Steph: Yup. He speaks Spanish.

Scott: Is he nice?

Steph: Oh he doesn't come inside. I can see him from my bedroom.

Scott: So he stays outside.

Steph: Yup.

Scott: What do they do together?

Steph: They just talk. Momma laughs a lot.

Scott: That's good.

Steph: *looks at Scott* Daddy, Momma's supposed to laugh with YOU.

Scott: *smirks* It'd be nice, wouldn't it.

Steph: Does Momma not love you anymore?

Scott: *wraps arm around Steph* We're always going to love each other.

Steph: Oh. So how come you can't come home?

Scott: Your mother and I need some time apart, that's all. Sometimes it helps us...relate better.

Steph: Like when Dommy and I get a timeout from each other and then we can play again.

Scott: Exactly.

Steph: *smiles* Okay.

Scott: Let's take you home.

Gables Estates, house, bedroom

Lori: *rolls over, giggles*

Jagger: *smiles, kisses Lori's neck*

Lori: *runs fingers through Jagger's hair*

Car door slams

Lori: *sits up* Holy crap.

Jagger: What?

Lori: Scott's home.

Jagger: Holy shit. *jumps out of bed, grabs jeans*

Lori: *runs around room* Get out, get out!

Jagger: How? Your entire house faces the front door! *zips up jeans*

Lori: Uh...uh...*looks around* get in the closet.

Jagger: I'm not hiding in the closet.

Footsteps are heard

Lori: *grabs Jagger, shoves him into closet*

Scott: *walks in* Lori?

Lori: *spins around, shuts door* Hi. *smiles* What are you doing back so...early?

Scott: *looks at watch* I'm actually 25 minutes late.

Lori: Oh. *wipes hair from face* So you're going to go now, huh.

Scott: Actually, I was hop-...why aren't you wearing any clothes?

Lori: *looks down* ...I have underwear on. *lifts head* I like to walk around in my underwear when no one's home, it's very freeing.

Scott: *looks around* Great. So I wanted to talk to you about the man that comes here.

Lori: *blinks* ...Man? What man? There's no man in here.

Scott: Steph said you two hang out in the backyard every evening. She says you guys talk.

Lori: Um...yeah. Yeah, he's a friend.

Scott: Did he leave that bite mark on your chest?

Lori: *covers chest* What's your point?

Scott: You don't have to hide it from me.

Lori: I'm not hiding anything, it's just none of your business.

Scott: *leans against closet*

Lori: *bites nails*

Scott: I'm not stupid, Lori.

Lori: Great, let's talk about it downstairs. *grabs Scott's arm*

Scott: Maybe you should get dressed first.

Lori: Right. I'll meet you down there, we'll have a cup of tea or something.

Scot: Okay. *walks away*

Lori: *shuts door*

Jagger: *slides closet open*

Lori: *runs over to closet* Please tell me you can climb.

Jagger: Um...up.

Lori: *smiles* Excellent. Do that but the exact opposite and near that window over there.

Jagger: He's going to see me.

Lori: I'll distract him.

Jagger: I can't leave my stuff here.

Lori: You have your stuff.

Jagger: No, my uh...

Lori: Oh, the...the drugs.

Jagger: They're in the bathroom.

Lori: Go get them. *runs over to door*

Jagger: Clothes.

Lori: Oh. *turns around*

Jagger: *takes Lori's cheeks, kisses her*

Lori: *sigh*

Jagger: I'll see you later.

Lori: *smirks*

Kitchen

Scott: *pours tea*

Lori: *sits* So...how's life?

Scott: Could be better.

Lori: Have you been dating? I spoke to Anni the other day, she said you were buying a dress for someone.

Scott: That didn't work out.

Lori: Oh. How come?

Scott: I wasn't...dating her. I was more like her personal assistant.

Lori: How'd that happen?

Scott: I don't know. I guess it just snowballed.

Lori: ...Defined snowballed.

Scott: *lifts shirt*

Lori: *covers mouth*

Scott: *drops shirt*

Lori: How the hell did this happen? *pulls chair closer* Why did you let her do that to you?

Scott: *shrugs* Maybe I deserved it.

Lori: Who is this woman and where can I find her?

Scott: She's gone, Lori.

Lori: Good. I hope you kicked her ass.

Scott: I didn't. I asked her to leave.

Lori: You should have called the police. *lifts Scott's shirt* Jesus, she kicked the crap out of you.

Scott: Well I hope this new guy in your life is...more of a man than I am.

Lori: *lifts eyes* ...Scott, this doesn't make you less of a man.

Scott: *lowers head*

Lori: Hey. *takes Scott's hand* It's not your fault.

Scott: *starts to cry*

Lori: *wraps arms around Scott*

Steph: *walks downstairs* ...Why's Daddy crying?

Lori: Steph, go back upstairs.

Steph: *sigh* Fine. *walks away*

Lori: Scott, it's okay.

Scott: *crying* No matter what I do, I-I get covered in crap and I have no shovel. I can't do this, I-

Lori: Alright, alright. It's all over, you can breathe now.

Scott: *wraps arms around Lori*

Lori: Oof.

Steph: *runs over* Momma, there's a half nakey man in the bushes outside.

Lori: *stares blankly*

Scott: *looks at Steph*

Lori: Um...you stay here, I'll be right back. *stands, runs*

Scott: *wipes eyes*

Steph: *jumps into chair* What's wrong, Daddy?

Scott: *smiles* Nothing, sweetie.

Outside, driveway

Lori: *runs around house*

Jagger: Oh, hey Lori.

Lori: *frowns* What are you doing?

Jagger: Hanging out.

Lori: You were supposed to be gone.

Jagger: Yeah, I decided to take a hit first and I guess it was a downer 'cause I fell off your balcony.

Lori: *grabs Jagger's arm* You have to leave.

Jagger: *stands*

Lori: Where's your car?

Jagger: I didn't drive here.

Lori: Fine, call a cab and tell him to park around the corner.

Jagger: Then how will I know he's here?

Lori: Get walking.

Jagger: *pulls thorn from side* You should put a mattress under your window instead of bushes.

Lori: *shakes head*

TBC.........................

It was big of Scott to come clean about what happened to him, some men think it's shameful, he just needed to get it out. Poor Scott's been through the ringer- he can't catch a break and what's more, his wife's moved on. *Sigh* I feel so bad for him. At this point, I'll settle for him finding peace.

Speaking of...Lori's living the fast and fancy free life. If I was shallow, I'd say that she's a harpy for having so much fun and happiness...But I'm not shallow- she deserves every bit of this that she's got- just as long as she doesn't lose sight of who she is in the thick of all that passion and fun.

My heart bleeds for Scott.... Get him some happiness, and PRONTO

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APL Financial, 30th floor, 7pm, 2 weeks later

Lori: *picks up champagne glass*

Bob: I'm so glad you came to the benefit.

Lori: *smiles* Riley Levine is happy to donate a large sum to your cause.

Bob: The children's hospital in Hialeah thanks you.

Lori: *sips champagne* So, where's hubby?

Bob: *smile fades* ...Chicago.

Lori: A business thing?

Bob: Maybe.

Lori: ...You don't know?

Bob: Uh, we're having some issues but I'm confident we'll work it out.

Lori: Oh no. *places hand on Bob's shoulder* What happened?

Bob: I want kids, he doesn't anymore.

Lori: You want Dominick?

Bob: *smirks* No, sweetie. Like I said, I'm sure we'll work through it.

Lori: *nods, looks around*

Jagger: *walks over, grabs champagne* Hey guys.

Lori: *smiles* Hey! *wraps arms around Jagger*

Bob: *lifts brow*

Lori: *smiling, stands back* I don't know you!

Jagger: *smirks, winks*

Lori: *clears throat*

Bob: Have you guys seen Scotty around? I was hoping to talk to him.

Jagger: He's with all the women.

Lori: What?

Jagger: They heard he's single.

Lori: *frowns* He's not single.

Jagger: ...You're single.

Lori: Shut up, you don't know me.

Bob: I'll go rescue him. *walks away*

Jagger: *leans against wall*

Lori: Are you okay?

Jagger: *smiles* I'm great.

Lori: You're high.

Jagger: What else is new? *drinks champagne*

Lori: *takes glass from Jagger* Heroin and alcohol don't mix.

Jagger: It's alright, I took some blow too.

Lori: You're absolutely ridiculous.

Jagger: Charities are always so boring, do you blame me?

Lori: Let's take a walk. *grabs Jagger's arm*

Corner of room

Scott: *takes glass from tray*

Bob: *walks over* You're looking very debonaire tonight.

Scott: *smiles* Thank you.

Bob: Did you check out Lori?

Scott: I didn't know she was here.

Bob: Yeah, her sister's company donated a bunch of money so I thought since Riley couldn't make it, Lori might want to come.

Scott: I'm sure she's as beautiful as ever tonight.

Bob: Always.

Scott: *sigh* It's hard, being without her.

Bob: Wasn't it mutual?

Scott: Yes. But I still love her.

Bob: *smiles* You're not a bitter man, Scotty. I don't think it would have turned out any other way.

Scott: *nods*

Bob: So you're seeing other people?

Scott: Uh...I'm not. Lori on the other hand...it's anybody's guess.

Bob: And you're okay with that.

Scott: I'll get used to it.

Bob: I gotta tell you, man...Lori's the only woman for you.

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Bob: She is. She managed to put a genuine smile back on your face and I didn't think that would ever happen.

Scott: Unfortunately, I'm not smiling now. Not that our life was supposed to be perfect.

Bob: Regardless, I'm still rooting for you two.

Scott: *smirks* Thanks.

Bathroom

Lori: *crosses arms* I think you've had enough.

Jagger: *rolls paper* This isn't for me.

Lori: ...I beg your pardon?

Jagger: You need to lighten up a bit and have fun. *hands over cigarette*

Lori: I'm not smoking that.

Jagger: It's a party, Lori. It's not a big deal.

Lori: This is a charity thing; it's not a nightclub and I'm not 16 anymore.

Jagger: You need to get that stick out of your ass. *shoves cigarette into Lori's mouth*

Lori: *frowns*

Jagger: *flicks lighter*

Lori: *takes cigarette out of mouth* Ever hear the expression 'no means no'?

Jagger: No.

Lori: Might be why you're in this position.

Jagger: You're very judgemental for a slut.

Lori: *stares at Jagger*

Jagger: *sticks cigarette into mouth, lights it*

Lori: ...I hope you get the help you need before it's too late. I really do.

Jagger: *blows smoke* So you're on the high road, is that it? You're better than me?

Lori: No.

Jagger: It's easy to be clean when you're rich and have a family.

Lori: You think my life is easy? You have no idea what I've been through. You made a choice to screw up your life with dope. I didn't have that choice. And by the time I was able to change my life, I didn't think there was anything wrong.

Jagger: *shakes head*

Lori: That's what it does to you, Jag. It warps the way you think. Look at it this way: you're in a deep, dark hole and there's a ladder right beside you but you choose to stay inside and starve to death instead of straining your muscles to get out. It's just easier to be comfortable.

Jagger: That might have been your life but it's not mine.

Lori: If you decide you want help, come see me. Otherwise, don't bother calling again. *walks away*

Outside, street, 10pm

Lori: *sits on steps*

Scott: *looks at Lori*

Lori: ...White's a good look for you.

Scott: Makes me looked more tanned.

Lori: *smirks*

Scott: How's the career going?

Lori: Pretty well. I almost make enough now to pay the disgustingly large house bills on my own.

Scott: You don't need to be responsible for the bills.

Lori: Yes I do. I should be capable of being an adult.

Scott: You're doing an excellent job.

Lori: *lowers head*

Scott: *grabs Lori's hand*

Lori: You need a girlfriend.

Scott: Are you offering?

Lori: *smiles* Maybe.

TBC.........................

Well Looks like Lori is starting to come back to her senses and get herself away from Jagger finally! Maybe her and Scott can try again! I just hope Jagger doesn't try to cause any problem with Lori or Scott may kill him!

Great update Geni!

OO...Jagger is such a jag off.. I mean, sure he has a problem, but did he have to exacerbate it by being a jackass? I'm glad Lori saw it coming and stood her ground. She's more of an adult than she thought

I loved the last scene between Lori and Scott. These two should DEFINITELY get back together and work it out!


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Retirement Facility, Indoor Pool, 8:23am

Anni: *walks under tape* What do we have?

Speed: Resident was found dead in the jazzercise pool about 20 minutes ago. *snaps pictures*

Anni: *kneels by pool* No blood or indication of a struggle.

Speed: Could have been a natural death. I mean, we are in a retirement facility.

Anni: *tilts head* Check out the weird substance surrounding the victim's head.

Speed: Yeah, I logged that. You want to jump in an get a sample?

Anni: *smirks, stands* I prefer dry ground.

Speed: It's too bad Katie's not here. I'd like to shove her into a pool full of dead octogenarians.

Anni: *smiles* Timmy's so jaded this morning.

Speed: You would be too if you suddenly realized this is going to be your future. *points into pool*

Anni: Great. I'll go book you a room. *walks away*

Speed: *frowns*

University of Miami, 9am

Katie: *looks up at rafters*

Tom: *walks over* Excellent.

Katie: *looks at Tom*

Tom: My first hanging.

Katie: I'm happy for you.

Tom: *places kit on floor* ...*stares at floor* Hey.

Katie: What?

Tom: *points to floor* Blood.

Katie: So?

Tom: So blood's inconsistent with a hanging. Not to mention it doesn't look right, it's runny. No clotting.

Katie: Maybe it's not blood.

Tom: *kneels, opens kit*

Katie: *sits on floor*

Tom: *looks at Katie*

Katie: I like you.

Tom: Awesome. Can you swab the floor and get off of it?

Katie: ...Fine. *grabs swab*

Tom: *stands*

Katie: *sigh*

Morgue, 11am

Anni: *walks in* Hey Alexx, do you have my DB?

Alexx: Mhm. Right this way. *walks over to table, pulls sheet down* Wallace Parks, 82 years.

Anni: You know, I met Scott's grandmother last year. *smiles* She thought I was his wife.

Alexx: *stares at Anni*

Anni: Right, you don't know who Scott is. *clears throat* Cause of death?

Alexx: Asphyxiation due to suffocation.

Anni: He didn't drown?

Alexx: Found vomit in his throat and lungs. I'm waiting on tox.

Anni: So he died before he hit the water.

Alexx: Yep.

Anni: Perfect. Anything else?

Alexx: He had a pacemaker, which means he had a heart condition.

Anni: So he should have medication in his system. Vomit could indicate an overdose.

Alexx: Might explain the puncture wound I found on his arm. Took a while for some of the bloating to go down before I could see it.

Anni: Interesting. Means I have to go find out who had access to his medication.

Alexx: And who would want an 82-year old man dead.

Anni: Thanks Alexx. *walks away*

Trace Lab

Tom: *staring through microscope*

Katie: *walks over* Thought you'd be in DNA.

Tom: The blood wasn't blood. *lifts head, grabs paper* Corn syrup, chocolate and red dye number 5.

Katie: Movie blood.

Tom: Yeah, I asked around. The university's having a horror movie week. Everything from the parties to the lectures are themed.

Katie: Seems like someone took the theme a little too far.

Tom: 19-year olds shouldn't be murdered. And not in front of 15 000 people.

Katie: *smiles* You're so sensitive underneath that gruff exterior.

Tom: *places paper onto table* We need to look into students and teachers that may have had a problem with her.

Katie: What happened to being excited over a hanging?

Tom: Dead people sort of have a way to take the fun out of it.

Katie: *leans over table* You want to go to ballistics?

Tom: *lifts brow* Why? There are no guns associated with this case.

Katie: Everybody calls ballistics the 'Makeout Chamber'. *smiles* Very medieval.

Tom: *stares at Katie*

Katie: Come on, I have a spot behind one of those gigantic metal blocks.

Tom: No.

Katie: Why?

Tom: I'm here to work.

Katie: Fine, we'll go after hours.

Tom: I can see you're having a hard time understanding so I'll make this clear. I'm not that into you.

Katie: Yes you are. You stare at my ass everytime I turn around.

Tom: I apologize.

Katie: Ugh, no. Stop being Scott. It's a compliment to look at my butt.

Tom: ...It is?

Katie: Yes. You can even slap it if you want.

Tom: ...I'm confused.

Katie: Women love that.

Tom: *steps over to counter, grabs folder*

Katie: What are you doing?

Tom: *flips through folder* Making sure we're still in the 21st century.

Katie: *runs around table* I have a spot on the roof, too. *grabs Tom's arm*

Tom: *pulls arm away* Are you dillusional?

Katie: What?

Tom: You can't just...have any man you want. It doesn't work that way.

Katie: Men get me whenever they want. Why can't I have the same?

Tom: ...That's very sad.

Katie: What do you mean?

Tom: You must not think very highly of yourself.

Katie: Sure I do.

Tom: But you have a spot in ballistics to make out.

Katie: Yeah, it's fun.

Tom: Do you think those guys respect you?

Katie: *smiles* If I take off my shirt, I get a quarter of their paychecks. I don't need their respect if I'm starting my own lucrative business.

Tom: Prostitution.

Katie: *smile fades* It's not prostitution. I'm taking advantage of THEM.

Tom: Sweetie, I think you should look in a mirror.

Katie: I don't see the problem.

Tom: *points finger* If I find you in the ballistics lab with some random guy, I'm going to kick your ass and then I'm going to kick his.

Katie: Oh. Why?

Tom: People keep telling me you're this stupid but for some reason, I always think they're full of crap. Now I'm starting to think they're right.

Katie: *stares at Tom*

Tom: Have some dignity, Katie. Do your job and only your job. Y'know, the one Horatio employs you for, not the one you've started yourself.

Katie: But I need the extra money.

Tom: Why?

Katie: Landlord upped the rent. Tim refuses to help.

Tom: Well you did kick him out.

Katie: Yeah well I didn't anticipate the 3% pay cut for the techs.

Tom: 20 dollars here and there is helping?

Katie: No.

Tom: *stares at Katie*

Katie: *bites nails*

Tom: ...What the hell are you doing?

Katie: *shrugs* Nothing major.

Tom: *shakes head* You don't need to do that, Katie. You should find a cheaper place to live.

Katie: I'm not moving. Not after I sent him on his way.

Tom: So you'd rather put yourself in danger.

Katie: It's not dangerous if you know what you're doing.

Tom: I disagree.

Katie: Look, this stuff isn't really your business s-

Tom: We all care about you here. You can talk to us.

Katie: I don't need to talk, I need money. Are you going to give me an extra 400 bucks a month? I don't think so.

Tom: You could ask Lori.

Katie: Lori's not my biggest fan. So let's go find that murderer and get on with it. *walks away*

Tom: *lifts brow* Be my guest.

TBC.........................

I've come to the decision that Katie's a special person- a special person who needs to be looked after ALL day long, every day. What in the hell...she's engaging in prostitution and she doesn't think that's wrong? What the hell did she become a CSI for? For kicks? I'm sorry if I'm being an ass about it, but she's not functioning off of logic. Logic says if you can't afford the place you stay, you get another job NOT BREAK THE LAW. * Sigh* I'm really trying to have patience with Katie- but she's trying the very last string of it. I don't feel sorry for her, she kicked Speed out and then treats every one like crap. It's called burning bridges. She might want to have a look into that. -_-

I love the cases. I love that Anni and Speed can still investigate and keep it sane(ahem, eyes Katie). It's cool that they can still talk to each other with say like...class ( ...Still eyeing Katie). I think it's clear at this point that I don't like Katie.. Sorry...I can't like someone who doesn't follow logic , or common sense.

Katie needs to get a clue...


Awesome update though!

PS Sorry if this sounds rantish... Katie just hits a nerve...

Thanks for the review.

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Gables Estates, house, 7:30pm

Lori: *folds clothes*

Tom: *walks over* Hey.

Lori: *lifts eyes* Do you ever knock?

Tom: Lock your doors and I might. So listen, I think your mother's prostituting herself.

Lori: Why?

Tom: She told me.

Lori: *rolls eyes*

Tom: You think she's lying?

Lori: No, I think she's an idiot.

Tom: You're not worried about her?

Lori: Nope.

Tom: Why?

Lori: Tom, don't bother. It's not up to you to make sure she isn't being stupid. That's her problem.

Tom: She could get killed out there.

Lori: And if she does, I'm sure her funeral will be small and elegant.

Tom: Lori, she's your mother.

Lori: No. She's the woman who gave birth to me.

Tom: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *places clothes onto pile* Go home and take care of your family.

Tom: *throws hands up into air* I can't.

Lori: Why?

Tom: Because you planted a conscience in me and it's irritating the hell out of me.

Lori: *smirks*

Tom: That's not funny.

Lori: It's kind of cute.

Tom: *sigh*

Lori: *picks up shirt*

Tom: *looks around* The kids aren't here?

Lori: They're with Scott.

Tom: *nods*

Lori: Want to help fold laundry?

Tom: Nah, I have to take off. I'll call you tomorrow.

Lori: Sure.

Tom: *walks away*

Lori: *picks up cup, sips tea*

Flagler, street, 11:30pm

Katie: *shuts car door*

Car drives off

Katie: *leans against alley wall*

Horn blares

Katie: *looks at truck*

Street

Katie: *walks over to truck*

Guy: Saw you get out of that car over there. You workin' tonight?

Katie: Depends how much you have for me.

Guy: Got a 50 with your name on it.

Katie: *opens truck door* Good enough for me. *jumps into truck*

Other side of street

Tom: *staring out car window*

Inside truck, 10 minutes later

Katie: *straightens out skirt*

Guy: *throws money* Get out.

Katie: *grabs money, jumps out of truck*

Truck drives away

Katie: *looks down at money* ...Son of a...*frowns* cheap bastard.

Rain pours

Katie: Ugh.

Girl: *walks over* Hey bitch, what do you think you're doing on my corner?

Katie: *looks at Girl* Excuse me?

Girl: *grabs money* I have this corner. This is my money.

Katie: I don't know what you're talking about. Give that back.

Girl: We've seen you here all month. Get off my street.

Katie: It's a public street. I don't see your name on it.

Girl: *grabs Katie by the hair* I'm gonna mess you up! *shoves Katie against alley wall*

Katie: *shoves Girl* GET OFF!

Girl: *whistles*

Girls run over

Girl: Kill her!

Girl2: *grabs Katie, knees her*

Katie: AH!

Girl: *slams fist into Katie's face*

Girl3: *rips Katie's shirt*

Girl: *shoves Katie onto ground*

Katie: *crawls over to garbage cans*

Girl: *kicks Katie*

Katie: *winces*

Tom: *lifts gun* Hey.

Girls look at Tom

Tom: Miami PD.

Girls scatter

Tom: *places gun into holster*

Katie: *wipes lip*

Tom: *kneels, takes Katie's hand*

Katie: *sits up*

Tom: *places thumb on Katie's cheek* You okay?

Katie: Don't tell Tim.

Tom: You two aren't together, it's not his business.

Katie: *sniffs, wipes eyes*

Tom: You're going to get killed.

Katie: If he knew that I couldn't keep up with the bills, h-

Tom: Stop. Forget about the bills, you've already proved that you're irresponsible. You can't get any lower, sweetheart.

Katie: *stares at Tom*

Tom: I'm taking you home. *grabs Katie's arm, stands*

Katie: *stands*

Condo, 12:52am

Katie: *walks in, throws purse*

Tom: *steps in, shuts door*

Katie: *grabs wine from counter*

Tom: Maybe you should take a shower and go to bed.

Katie: *pulls cap from bottle, drinks*

Tom: *looks around* A lot of bottles. You thinking of starting your own bar?

Katie: *turns around* It's not off the table.

Tom: *takes bottle* Go upstairs.

Katie: Only if you come with me. *smiles*

Tom: Okay.

Katie: *smile fades* Really?

Tom: No.

Katie: *frowns*

Tom: People will never respect you if you don't respect yourself.

Katie: Wise words, Yoda. Maybe if I become buddhist, all my problems will be fixed just like yours.

Tom: It's not a matter of religion, it's self-worth.

Katie: What's that?

Tom: Hilarious.

Katie: *grabs bottle from Tom, drinks*

Tom: You are beautiful...*takes bottle* and smart....*twirls Katie around* and in need of at least 8 hours of sleep. Not alcohol.

Katie: I thought you used to be fun.

Tom: My bachelor days are over.

Katie: Shame.

Tom: Not a shame at all. I love my life.

Katie: Must be nice.

Tom: *places bottle onto counter* Instead of feeling sorry for yourself, you could improve your own situation.

Katie: I'm sure I could. I just don't care anymore.

Tom: I think you do.

Katie: *walks upstairs*

Tom: *looks at stairs*

Door slams

Tom: *nods*

TBC.........................

Yes, this is sad,...it's even heartbreaking. I'll give you that. But Katie has the power to change this. She just doesn't want to. I don't think it's ever been so much about the money as it has been about Katie's perception of her depreciating value. She just doesn't give a damn. In order to receive the help and be responsive, she has to want it. I really don't think she wants it right now. One thing's for sure, though...Katie's on the wrong road- she's bound to get hurt if she continues on it.


Awesome update

Thanks for the review.

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Miami Condo, 9:20am

Steph: *staring out window*

Scott: Steph, come eat your cereal.

Steph: *turns around* I wanna go to the beach.

Scott: Maybe later.

Dominick: *shoves spoon into cereal*

Scott: *pours coffee*

Steph: *runs over, sits in chair*

Scott: When do you start school?

Steph: *counts on fingers* ...Nine days. September 4.

Scott: *nods* Have you got your supplies?

Steph: Momma got 'em.

Scott: How about Dominick.

Dominick: Yup.

Scott: Do you need anything else?

Steph: Momma didn't get me clothes. I need new clothes.

Scott: Why don't we do that today?

Steph: *smiles* YAY!

Dominick: *crosses arms* Stephie take FOREVER.

Scott: I'll tell you what...if you're good today, you can pick out any toy you want.

Dominick: *blinks* Any?

Scott: Yes.

Dominick: *smiles*

Scott: Hurry up and eat your breakfast.

Gables Estates, house, bedroom, 9:45am

Lori: *picks up phone* Levine's.

Riley: *runs over, lifts dress*

Lori: *looks at dress, shakes head*

Riley: *runs away*

Lori: No, that order should have been done last week. I need it by tomorrow at 2pm.

Riley: *runs over, lifts bathing suit*

Lori: *nods*

Riley: Excellent. *runs away*

Lori: *hangs up phone, follows*

Backyard

Riley: Alright, let's get this in 20 frames or less.

Lori: *crosses arms* Maybe you should angle your lens. *looks at screen* The shadowing is very unflattering.

Riley: When you become a photographer, you can adjust it any way you like.

Lori: It's just a suggestion.

Riley: Shouldn't you be fitting your male model?

Lori: He hasn't shown up yet

Riley: *snaps photos* Call him.

Lori: I did. He's always a no-show.

Riley: Then call him up to fire him. Go through the resumés and find someone else.

Lori: And in the meantime?

Riley: We'll deal with what we have.

Lori: *nods, looks around*

Jagger: *steps through gate*

Lori: *frowns* Excuse me. *walks away*

Near gate

Jagger: *looks around* Busy place.

Lori: What the hell do you think you're doing? We're over. Get out.

Jagger: You sure get bored easily.

Lori: I wasn't bored, I was annoyed. You'd know that if you weren't so high when I called it off.

Jagger: No wonder your marriage didn't last. You give up too easily.

Lori: *frowning*

Jagger: C'mon, give me another chance. I promise I'll be good. *smiles* Well, not too good, right?

Lori: *lowers head* You need to leave.

Jagger: *places thumb on Lori's cheek* I'm sorry if I upset you, but you knew what I was when we got involved.

Lori: *lifts eyes*

Jagger: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *shakes head*

Jagger: *leans over, kisses Lori's cheek*

Lori: *closes eyes*

Jagger: *smirks*

Lori: *places hand on Jagger's chest* I'll meet you inside.

Jagger: Perfect. *walks away*

Lori: *sigh*

Shopping Mall, 11am

Steph: *runs down aisle*

Scott: Careful, Steph! Stay where I can see you!

Dominick: *fidgets in cart*

Scott: Sit tight, buddy. We'll be out of here before you know it.

Steph: *runs over, lifts shirt* Daddy, I want this.

Scott: Sure, put it in the cart.

Steph: *tosses shirt, runs away*

Scott: *pushes cart*

Dominick: *kicks Scott*

Scott: *looks at Dominick*

Dominick: *stares at Scott*

Scott: I thought you were finished the kicking phase.

Dominick: *kicks Scott*

Scott: Ow, son-of-a-bitch.

Dominick: *smiles* Son-of-a-

Scott: NO!

Dominick: *cackles*

Scott: *sigh* Great.

Foodcourt, 1:30pm

Steph: *sips soda*

Scott: Are you sure you need this many clothes for school?

Steph: Yep.

Dominick: *munches cheeseburger*

Steph: I'm gonna be a model when I grow up.

Scott: Ah, so it's a model this week. How'd that happen?

Steph: Momma has lotsa models over 'cause auntie Riley takes pictures of 'em.

Scott: I see.

Steph: I'm gonna be pretty and rich.

Scott: *smiles* You're already pretty.

Steph: *grins*

Miami Lab, Trace Lab

Anni: *walks over* Hey, you finally have the tox report back on our dead senior?

Speed: Yeah. *picks up paper* He had elevated levels of norepinephrine and traces of hyaluronidase and MCDP.

Anni: *smiles* Great. What is it?

Speed: Wasp venom.

Anni: *smile fades*

Speed: The injection mark came from a wasp stinger.

Anni: Case closed.

Speed: *nods*

Anni: And I was really hoping to bust someone for this.

Speed: *smirks* You could always go find the hive.

Anni: Cute.

Katie: *walks in, grabs folder*

Speed: *looks at Katie*

Anni: Oh my. What happened to you?

Katie: Got into a fight with a couple of hookers. *opens folder*

Anni: *looks at Speed*

Speed: *lifts brow*

Anni: ...I hope you're kidding.

Katie: *walks away*

Anni: Was she kidding?

Speed: I don't know. It's probably best not to bother her.

Anni: *walks away*

Speed: *shakes head* Of course no one listens to Speed.

TBC.........................

I never thought that Lori would be so...easy. Seriously, she should know not to get involved with Jagger again. It's just screaming PROBLEM. *Sigh* Alas, she never did know how to back away from those. And just when she was running her life the right way. I hope nothing bad happens to her...wait, it's RT...Something bad is going to happen to her...

The shopping with Scotty and his kids is just so adorable. Dominick...pure boy all the way. Devious at that. He's the best of both worlds- Scotty's looks and Lori's...deviousness...They've got something on their hands.

Anni - Sometimes, you have to know when to let it go. This is one of those times. I'm sure by Katie's answers and lack there of is simply her way of telling people to "BUG OFF". Sometimes, people should really learn how to listen to Speed...


Awesome update

Dude, Katie is gonna get killed pimpin herself out on the streets! whats up with that anyway/ she continuously blasts Lori for being a ho and now shes doing the same thing to get money! She defiantly needs to be checked for that tumor thingy like Lori had and have it removed before something bad happens to her!

maybe Anni will talk some since into her, although I feel that shes not gonna be able to do anything either! Maybe she will get some help for herself someday before its to late!

Great update Geni!