CSI:Miami RT #12 - 'Road To Nowhere'

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Hospital, 4am

Scott: *runs over* Tom.

Tom: *turns around*

Scott: *looks at Tom's shirt* ...Is she alive?

Tom: Yeah.

Scott: What happened?

Tom: She tried to kill herself.

Scott: *sighs, rubs face*

Tom: The doctors had to remove her spleen and she's getting some more blood
but other than that...physically she should be okay. Mentally's another
story.

Scott: *nods*

Tom: It's not your fault, Scotty.

Scott: No, it's not.

Tom: You got the kids here?

Scott: Yeah, Steph and Dom are in the waiting room.

Tom: I'll go keep an eye on them. You visit Lori. *walks away*

Scott: Tom.

Tom: *stops, looks back*

Scott: I don't think it's a good idea.

Tom: *frowns* I might not be father of the year but I'm not going to get your
kids killed or anything.

Scott: No, I mean Lori. If I go in there, whose to say it won't give her the
satisfaction she may be looking for? Then she might try it again.

Tom: She almost died.

Scott: Yes.

Tom: ...I'm not sure I understand.

Scott: She needs to get better and she won't do it if everyone's pandering to
her.

Tom: She's sick.

Scott: *stares at Tom*

Tom: Fine. *hands over baby* You take care of mine and go wallow in the
waiting room. I'll go see her. *walks away*

Hospital room

Tom: *sits*

Lori: ...Where...where's Scott.

Tom: He's not coming, sweetie.

Lori: *looks at Tom*

Tom: And it's not that he doesn't care, it's that he doesn't want to make
things worse...I think.

Lori: I want Scott.

Tom: He's not c-

Lori: I want Scott!

Tom: *shakes head* N-

Lori: SCOTT!

Tom: Lori, calm dow-

Lori: SCOTT! SCOTT! *slamming hands into railings* SCOTT!

Tom: *stands, walks away*

Lori: *screaming*

5 minutes later

Nurse: *runs in*

Lori: *screaming*

Nurse: *grabs Lori's arm*

Lori: ERGH! *shoves Nurse*

Nurse: Judy, get in here please!

Judy: *runs in*

Nurse: Hold her down.

Lori: *screams*

Nurse: *grabs Lori's arm*

Judy: *holds Lori*

Lori: *kicks Judy*

Judy: AH!

Nurse: Officer!

Tom: *runs over, holds Lori*

Lori: *bites Tom's arm*

Tom: *winces, pulls arm away*

Nurse: *jabs needle into Lori's arm*

Lori: *screaming*

Nurse: Let's get her some restraints!

Judy: *runs*

Nurse: Lori, look at me.

Lori: *struggles*

Nurse: We're trying to help you.

Lori: *looks at Tom*

Tom: *staring at Lori*

Lori: *lies back on bed*

Judy: *runs over*

Nurse: Get her wrists tied.

Judy: *grabs Lori's arm*

Nurse: We should to get her upstairs for a psych assessment. I'll call the
doctor.

Judy: *nods*

Nurse: *walks away*

Judy: *writing on paper, walks away*

Tom: *sits*

Lori: *yanks arm*

Tom: *rubs forehead*

Lori: *blinks slowly*

Tom: ...You're scaring the crap out of me, Lori.

Lori: *looks at Tom*

Tom: ...I know I'm not exactly Dr.Phil here but...the next step here
is death and I can't lose you. Not right now, not after everything...
*lowers head* I know you don't want to die. The Lori I knew wouldn't do this.
She would fight, tooth and nail for her family, for others. And now she needs to
start fighting for herself.

Lori: *staring at Tom*

Tom: Please don't give up, Lori.

Lori: *closes eyes*

Tom: *stares at Lori*

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

 

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Psych ward, 11am, 2 days later

Lori: *flips magazine page*

Tom: *steps over*

Lori: *lifts head*

Tom: Hey. I was in the area, I thought I'd see how you're doing.

Lori: *yanks arm* I'm still attached to this bed and I've got one hell of a stomach ache but I'm alive.

Tom: *sits*

Lori: So how long am I in for?

Tom: As long as it takes.

Lori: I don't want to be here.

Tom: I know.

Lori: How do I get out?

Tom: You have to want to get better and work at it.

Lori: Well how long's that going to take?

Tom: *stares at Lori* This isn't a race.

Lori: And what the hell would you know about any of it?

Tom: ...I jumped off the causeway and overdosed twice. On purpose.

Lori: *lowers eyes*

Tom: It's going to take more than restraints and medications to help you, you have to look inside yourself. Deeply.

Lori: Is this a continuation of the lecture from the other day?

Tom: Good, you were listening. I just hope one of these days, we'll stop flip-flopping around and both be clean and healthy at the same time.

Lori: ...Me too.

Tom: I'll stop by every few days to see how you're doing.

Lori: Why?

Tom: *stands* Get well.

Lori: *frowns* How did you start to become such a good cop?

Tom: *smiles, leaves*

Lori: *sigh*

Gas station, outside Hummerhome, 1pm

Katie: *runs over* Hey, is H still filling up?

Speed: Yeah.

Katie: Where's everyone else?

Speed: Playing slots near the bathroom.

Katie: Oh awesome, we win anything?

Speed: ....They're slot machines. At a gas station.

Katie: *smiles* Which means a lot of idiots with a bunch of cash try their luck which means their money will become ours when we win.

Speed: I bet everyone says that.

Katie: *grabs Speed's shades* Oooh where'd you get these?

Speed: *takes shades* I'm not H, I don't have a gazillion pairs so don't break them.

Katie: *grabs shades, bends them*

Speed: *frowns* What the hell did you do that for? You broke them.

Katie: Yup.

Speed: You owe me 80 dollars.

Katie: I can deal with that.

Speed: And an apology.

Katie: *places hands on Speed's chest* Nah I don't really feel like it.

Speed: *stares at Katie*

Katie: *smiles*

Delko: *runs over* I WON 3 DOLLARS!

Katie: *looks at Eric*

Delko: *waves money* I WON!

Speed: *takes money*

Delko: Hey!

Speed: You owe me money.

Delko: No I don't.

Speed: *shrugs* Katie owes me money.

Delko: Then take Katie's money.

Katie: *pinches Speed*

Speed: Ow.

Katie: *pinches Speed*

Speed: *looks at Katie*

Katie: ...I'll stop.

Inside Hummerhome, road

Katie: *kicks Speed's leg*

Speed: *staring ahead*

Katie: *kicks Speed's leg*

Speed: *looks at Katie* I thought you said you were stopping.

Katie: Apparently not.

Delko: Can I kick you too?

Speed: *frowns* No.

Katie: *pulls Speed's hair*

Speed: *takes Katie's hand* Let's make one thing clear. I'm not a rag doll and there are actual nerve endings under my skin so stop it.

Katie: Or what?

Speed: ...Or what what?

Katie: What'll you do if I don't stop?

Speed: ...I'll be annoyed.

Katie: You're already annoyed.

Speed: True.

Colton: *slaps Katie in the head*

Katie: OW!

Colton: There. She's been hit, she can rest easy tonight.

Katie: *frowns, punches Colton*

Colton: OW.

Speed: *punches Colton*

Colton: HEY! OW! HORATIO!

Horatio: Guys, stop hitting each other.

Delko: We can still hit on people though, right?

Horatio: ...I suppose.

Delko: *looks at Anni, smiles* Heeeeey-

Anni: Don't even bother.

Delko: *smile fades*

APL Manhattan Miami, office

Scott: *writing*

Donna: *steps over* Mister Finch?

Scott: Mhm.

Donna: Um...the school called, your daughter's in their sick room.

Scott: *nods*

Donna: They were wondering if you could come pick her up.

Scott: *closes folder*

Donna: Do you want me to send the nanny?

Scott: No. *places pen on desk* I'll pick her up. *stands*

Donna: How long will you be out?

Scott: Until tomorrow. *smiles* Thank you for letting me know. *walks away*

Donna: *nods*

Inside car, road

Steph: *leaning over bucket*

Scott: You okay, Stephie?

Steph: I want Momma.

Scott: Mom's in the hospital.

Steph: How come?

Scott: She's sick again.

Steph: In the head.

Scott: Yep.

Steph: When's she gonna get better?

Scott: I don't know.

Steph: How come Momma's stuff's not at home?

Scott: She had to move away to get better.

Steph: Oh.

Scott: *turns wheel*

Inside house

Steph: *runs in*

Scott: Vicky!

Vicky: *runs downstairs, smiles* Mister Finch! You're home so soon.

Scott: Stephanie wasn't feeling well so I brought her home.

Vicky: Oh I'll run her a bath.

Scott: No no it's okay, I'll be here for the rest of the day.

Vicky: *places baby into playpen* Great, you can kick back.

Scott: ...Kick back.

Vicky: *smiles* Yeah, I got the kids covered, you go relax.

Scott: I...wh...I'm not sure I understand.

Vicky: Here. *grabs Scott's arm*

Scott: *lifts brow*

Den

Vicky: *drags Scott over* Sit.

Scott: *sits*

Vicky: *grabs Scott's legs* Put them up on the table here, I'll go get you a beer.

Scott: Wait, I-

Vicky: *runs away*

Scott: *blinks*

2 minutes later

Vicky: *runs over* ...How come you aren't relaxing?

Scott: It's not really my thing. I'd much rather spend the day with the kids.

Vicky: Why?

Scott: ...I'm their father?

Vicky: Right. Sorry, it's just that most of my clients are business types who don't spend much time at home. I'm not really used to it.

Scott: Why don't you take the day.

Vicky: ...What would I do?

Scott: *smiles* Whatever you wish. *picks up mail, looks down*

Vicky: *nods slowly* Okay. I'll see you tomorrow, sir. *walks away*

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

 

Thanks for the reviews!

A short one..

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New York, Brooklyn Bridge

Delko: I WANNA DRIVE! I WANNA DRIVE!

Horatio: No.

Delko: Come on! When will I have another chance to drive on the Brooklyn Bridge?

Horatio: It's not all that special.

Delko: I want to drive.

Horatio: Don't drop us into the river.

Delko: That's impossible. Bridges don't break.

Everyone: *looks at Eric*

Delko: ...What?

Speed: *punches Horatio's arm*

Horatio: Ow. What did I do?

Speed: That's for making me come to work on my day off.

Horatio: You could have said no.

Speed: You could have worked a case by yourself.

Horatio: That's impossible. I need human shields.

Speed: *frowns* Use Eric next time.

Horatio: But Eric would just duck and run. I need someone who will stand there with their mouth hanging op-

Speed: *punches Horatio*

Horatio: OW.

Delko: *turning wheel* Move out of the way! Hummerhome coming through! *leans on horn*

Horn blares

Delko: *laughs* HA HA! That'll teach ya!

Katie: *looks out window* Those people look really mad.

Anni: Eric, you're hitting the side.

Delko: No I'm not.

Sparks fly

Colton: Yeah you are.

Delko: You're imagining things.

Horatio: Eric, those yellow lines mean you have to pick a side.

Hummerhome sways

Katie: ACK! *falls over*

Speed: *grabs Katie*

Katie: Geez.

Calleigh: Eric, go that way.

Horatio: No go that way.

Carly: ...Does anyone else hear something sloshing around underneath us?

Everyone: *looks down*

Small screams can be heard

Speed: ...What the hell is that?

Delko: *slams on breaks*

Hummerhome slides forward

Katie: AH! *flies into driver's seat*

Horatio: *looks outside* Uh Eric, I'd suggest you keep driving.

Delko: Can't.

Calleigh: Why not?

Delko: Um, we're stuck.

Anni: *looks outside* ...You parked us sideways?

Delko: I lost control.

Speed: So get us un-stuck.

Delko: I-I can't, not without dropping us into the river.

Katie: *holding face* There has to be a way.

Delko: I say we just hang out until help arrives. *looks ahead* Oooh look at the pretty buildings!

Anni: *lifts hand* I WANT ONE OF THOSE T-SHIRTS! You know the ones that say 'I heart NY' on them.

Colton: Seriously, what is that rustling?

Katie: CALL SAM AND DEAN!

Anni: YES!

Carly: Who?

Colton: *lifts trap door*

Girl runs past

Everyone: *screams*

Colton: It's not a ghost, you guys. *grabs girl by the collar*

Horatio: *kneels* Hi there.

Calleigh: I know her. She's the toxicology tech. Monica?

Monica: *waves*

Horatio: What are you doing here?

Monica: I...wanted to see what everyone in the lab was talking about. They said you guys were a lot of fun.

Ryan: Who's they?

Monica: Tom something?

Anni: *smiles*

Monica: Anyone have any food? I've been down there for days. Oh...and you might want to take a hose to it.

Horatio: *looks down into cargo hold*

Monica: *shrugs* No bathroom.

Colton: *lets go of Monica*

Monica: *crawls onto couch*

Horatio: So we have another guest.

Speed: More like another mouth to feed.

Katie: *elbows Speed*

Speed: *winces* Welcome aboard.

Monica: Thanks. So where are we?

Delko: We're stuck on the Brooklyn Bridge.

Monica: Oh nice. *looks out window* Hey helicopters are circling.

Horatio: *sigh*

Delko: Let's go to the Empire State Building next!

Katie: You think Scott will be there?

Speed: *looks at Katie* ...Why would it matter?

Katie: ...It wouldn't. I just...he's nice to look at.

Speed: *frowns*

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

 

Thanks so much for the reviews!

Mwaha. Sorry Carly.

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Psych ward, next day, 9am

Lori: *lifts eyes*

Doctor: *walks over, extends hand* My name's Nathan Martinez, I'll be your doctor while you're here.

Lori: *stares at Nathan*

Nathan: *lowers hand* Tell me something, how did you get up here? *pulls chair over, sits*

Lori: I tried to shoot my husband.

Nathan: Well I hope you missed. *flips chart over*

Lori: *lifts brow*

Nathan: *staring at chart* You're on carbamazepine, okay. Mania has subsided, sedatives have been reduced, that's good. *pulls out pen, writes*

Lori: Do they always send the young ones to the crazy pad?

Nathan: *smirks, writing*

Lori: I was sort of expecting someone a little more...Freudian. Y'know, crazy hair, lots of wrinkles...

Nathan: That's Einstein.

Lori: Whatever.

Nathan: *lifts head* You want out of here.

Lori: No, I really enjoy the food. Cheese sandwiches and watery jello makes me weak in the knees.

Nathan: *smiles* I want you out of here too, Lori. May I call you Lori?

Lori: Better than being called 'hey bitch'.

Nathan: People call you that?

Lori: Maybe not outloud.

Nathan: I'd like to come back this afternoon and have a more extensive conversation. Would that be okay?

Lori: Gee, let me look at my schedule and I'll get back to you.

Nathan: *smirks, stands* It was nice to meet you, Lori.

Lori: *nods*

Nathan: *walks away*

Empire State Building, 86th floor observation deck, noon

Katie: *covering eyes* Where are we, where are we? Did the elevator stop?

Speed: You're already out on the deck.

Katie: *hides head in Speed's chest* Tell me when we're back on solid ground.

Speed: Everything's fine Katie.

Katie: I can feel wind.

Speed: You can feel wind on the ground.

Anni: *leaning on cage* Wow, imagine if this whole floor gave way.

Katie: *screams*

Speed: Anni.

Anni: *smiles*

Delko: *rattling cage* LOOK AT IT GO! WHOO! Oops, did I just snap it?

Katie: *clutches Speed*

Speed: Guys, would you knock it off?

Anni: Why? We're having fun.

Speed: If you were afraid of heights, I don't think you'd be having much fun.

Anni: Just give Katie a little bit of booze and she'll be climbing all over this place. *looks out at cage* PLANE!

Katie: *screaming*

Speed: *frowns*

Anni: Oh it was just a pigeon. My mistake.

Katie: *starts to cry*

Speed: Anni, come on.

Anni: *turns around* Alright alright. I'm sorry.

Katie: *nods*

Speed: *wipes Katie's cheek*

Katie: *closes eyes*

Anni: *stares at Speed*

Delko: *climbs onto cage*

Horatio: Eric, get down.

Delko: I want to see the city without cages.

Horatio: That's dangerous, Eric.

Security Guard: *runs over* HEY! HEY!

Horatio: *grabs at Eric*

Delko: HA HA SUCKERS! CAN'T GET ME! *foot slips* AH! *falls*

Katie: *screams*

Delko: *grabs onto edge*

Speed: *runs over, looks down* WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU!

Delko: *looks up* I wanted to see around!

Speed: Well yeah, you'll be able to see everything on the way down!

Delko: I won't fall.

Wind blows upward

Delko: *clutches building*

Security Guard: *grabs radio, walks away*

Horatio: Okay Eric, hold on. We'll get help.

Anni: Only Eric.

Delko: Hey Anni, it's really cool down here. Jump on over.

Everyone: NO!

Anni: ...What, you think I actually would?

Carly: Oh cool, cops are on their way. *waves* HI COPS! WE'RE YOUR BRETHREN!

79th floor, boardroom

Bob: Now, the data analysis on th-

Woman: *runs in* Turn on the television.

Bob: I'm in the middle of a presentation.

Woman: You need to see this.

Scott: Turn it on.

Bob: *grabs remote, presses button*

Television turns on

Anchor: You're looking at a live feed of the 86th floor observation deck of the Empire State Building where a man has apparently fallen over the safety cage and onto the ledge of the building. Police have secured the area and fire rescue is en route.

Everyone: *staring at television*

Scott: *staring blankly*

Bob: What the hell was this nutjob trying to do? Catch birds?

Scott: *squints* I know him.

Bob: *looks at Scott* Why am I not surprised?

Scott: *stands, walks away*

Bob: So I guess this means my presentation's a no-go.

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