CSI:Miami Road Trip #11: We Ain't Comin' Home

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Oh awwwwwwwwww! I feel so bad for Anni, she's now realizing that she's the third wheel when it comes down to it, and she's taking it so hard. Maybe she should do something to bring the old Anni back...something wild...something ...unconventional...something unexpected. I leave it to you, Geni, but I agree with RT Anni when she says that she misses her old self.

Memo to RT Anni:

Go, Anni, be at peace and find your inner wackiness. And be insanely happy at doing what you do best...Which of course means making everyone else insane, following you down in a blaze of glory. At least you'll have fun!;)

(Yes, I'm officiallly insane myself)

Poor Tom, to acknowledge that you love someone, only for that someone to tell you that you're faking it...:wtf: Interesting that Lori comes up with that. I can see why though, she has a great marriage , to a great, and yet impossibly hot guy, a cute as a button kid...She has it all...And despite her feelings* that I know she has* for him, she has to let it go. I just want him to be okay with it. I can admit it...Tom's grown on me...the bastard.

Does Kimmy know how close she is to a back handed slap? She could have some sort of compassion...Yet, she has none. But that doesn't surprise me- black widows don't tend to have compassion etched into their beings, do they? Didn't think so...


Awesome update, Geni!
 
Aww... Poor Anni. I feel so bad for her... *hugs Anni* She shouldn't have to put up with that... she shouldn't put up with that. I love that Delko's the one she confides in... too cute.

And poor Tom, too. He actually cried! I didn't think that was possible! :lol: *pets him* Poor thing.

I love Steph. She's such a cutie.

Great update! :)
 
Oh The tearfull drama of it all !

Lori Says goodbye to Tom after months of trying to cleanng him up and set him on the road to recovery! Only to find outthat he has fallen in Love with her an he will not be recieveing he love in return because he has chosen to be in love with a married woman!

Anni has finally relized that even though she loves Speed, he can not be who she wants him to be and he is only keeping her from being her true self and enjoying life the way she used to. She is now sruggling to find he inself and free it so that she can live the life that she once knew and loved!

And then theres Scott who seems to be playing in the complex world of Good v Evil! He loves his Wife, He loves his Child, But he also loves his Job and all the evils that come with it! Such as Kimberly the new CEO! He struggles to maintain a safe distance frome her when shes around trying to stay pure and untouched by her hand! Deep down the Ruged I don't give a damn Scott would really like to through caution to the wind and have his way with her, But the new family man Scott say no no say far away I musent look apon you or touch the forbidden fruit! I think this will prove to be an evil that Scott will find hard to ignor in the days to come!

And like Sands through the Hour Glass these are the days of our lives!
 
Lovely recap, Flash. :D These certainly are the days of our lives. :lol:

Thanks so much for the reviews!

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I can admit it...Tom's grown on me...the bastard.
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Maybe she should do something to bring the old Anni back...something wild...something ...unconventional...something unexpected.
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Miami Lab, hallway, next day

Anni: *runs over, smiles* Hey! I knew you'd be down here.

Speed: Yeah, just got the DNA results from the gun.

Anni: And?

Speed: Came back to a registered sex offender named Neil White who also happens to live in the same neighborhood as our victims.

Anni: *smiling* Uh huh...

Speed: Why do you look so happy?

Anni: I went through the laptop after Katie went home. There were photos on the hard drive from a family vacation up in Orlando with the kids. This time, Dad was in the picture. *hands over folder*

Speed: *opens folder, looks down* ...Abrams Orlando fun time, Neil & kids.

Anni: 3 guesses who that unregistered gun belongs to.

Speed: Sex offenders aren't allowed to own firearms.

Anni: *smiles* Which is why it's unregistered. Want me to give a call to the probation office and have them send in old Neil?

Speed: We can't use the gun in court.

Anni: We can use the photos as a determination of next of kin in relation to a missing persons investigation. And I'm sure he'd love to know that his 4 children were shot to death in their home while they were getting ready for school.

Speed: Nice job.

Anni: OH! And I have a surprise for you later so don't go anywhere.

Speed: ...I don't like surprises. Everytime someone says they have a surprise for me, it turns into me taking care of a baby.

Anni: You'll love this one.

House, kitchen, 11am

Steph: *skips over*

Lori: *stirring bowl*

Steph: *grabs Lori's jeans*

Lori: *looks down, smiles* Hey. *kneels, picks up Steph*

Steph: *points to bowl*

Lori: *smiling* You smelled the chocolate, huh.

Steph: *smiles shyly*

Lori: *hands over spoon*

Steph: *grabs spoon, licks it*

Lori: It good?

Steph: *smiling, nods*

Lori: Good.

Garage door opens

Steph: *wide-eyed, looks at foyer*

Lori: *gasp* Who's there? Is that Daddy?

Steph: *struggles*

Lori: *laughs* Okay, okay. *puts Steph on floor*

Steph: *runs, trips over step*

Lori: Ooh.

Steph: *stands, wipes off dress, runs*

Lori: *smiles*

Foyer

Scott: *steps through door, places briefcase onto floor*

Steph: *runs over*

Scott: *smiles* Hi there. *kneels, swings Steph into arms*

Steph: *hugs Scott*

Scott: *stands*

Lori: *walks over*

Scott: *wipes Steph's cheek* What's this? Chocolate? Num num num.

Steph: *giggles*

Scott: *smiling*

Lori: And how was the Empire City?

Scott: Apparently some tourists at the ESB were very entertained with the fact that they caught a 'real New Yorker' coming outside.

Lori: Oh? Your accent gets heavier when the floor count goes up?

Scott: Hilarious.

Lori: *smiles*

Scott: I almost thought they were going to ask for my autograph or something.

Lori: They should have got it. Aren't you supposed to be this big piece of American history now? You're going to be worth a lot of money soon.

Scott: *laughs* I'm worth enough money as it is. *places Steph on floor*

Lori: *steps closer* Mm, can I have your autograph? *kisses Scott*

Scott: *smirks* You can have a lot more than that.

Lori: Ooh, slutty. He's learning.

Steph: *grabs at Lori's jeans*

Lori: *looks down*

Steph: CAKE.

Lori: *sigh*

Scott: You're making cake?

Lori: Trying to. And just like everything I've been trying to do lately, it's not working. *picks up Steph*

Scott: There's plenty of time, Lori.

Lori: *nods* I guess.

Steph: *plays with Lori's necklace*

Lori: *smirks*

Scott: Besides, I happen to like the way things are at the moment. No rush.

Lori: *nods*

Miami PD, interview room

Anni: *sits at table, throws photos onto table*

Neil: *looks at pictures* What the hell is this? Why are you showing me this?

Anni: Those are your children, are they not?

Neil: *turns pictures over* It was bad enough I had to identify them at the morgue and now you're showing me pictures from their crime scene?

Anni: Where's your ex-wife?

Neil: I don't speak to my ex-wife.

Anni: *opens folder* Did you know she's missing?

Neil: Don't care.

Anni: *lifts eyes* Nasty cut on your hand.

Neil: *looks down at hand* Yeah, I pinched it in the gate to my backyard when I went to close it last week.

Anni: You know what I think? I think that's slide-bite from your unregistered 9mm gun.

Neil: I don't own a gun. Probation officer always checks my house.

Anni: It's okay, we already have the gun. *flips page* I'm going to need all of your clothes though. Preferrably the ones you had on 6 days ago.

Neil: Get a warrant.

Anni: I don't need a warrant when you're on probation. It also says here your ex-wife put out a restraining order on you that disallowed you to be within 100 yards of your children.

Neil: The bitch thinks I'm some rapist.

Anni: Are you?

Neil: No. It was Tina's way of getting back at me for divorcing her. She coaxed my child into saying I hurt her and it was her word against mine so guess what? I had to spend 2 years in prison and now I'm branded as a pedophile for life.

Anni: *nods* Seems like motive.

Neil: To want my own kids dead? I don't think so.

Anni: We're investigating two issues here. Your ex-wife is still missing and right now, you look good for her kidnapping and the murder of those children. So unless you want to go back to prison, you need to start telling me the truth. Where did you get the cut on your hand.

Neil: OKAY! The gun's mine but I didn't kill anyone! I went over there last week to get my car back. She didn't win it in the divorce and she was keeping it hostage in her garage.

Anni: So you...returned the favour by keeping her hostage?

Neil: *frowns* We argued, I pulled out the gun and I got a shot off which by the way, I wasn't happy about because 1, I missed her and 2, I hit the car. She freaked out, took the gun from me and threatened to call the police so I got the hell out of there.

Anni: Can anyone corroborate that?

Neil: Probably half the neighborhood.

Anni: What kind of car was in the garage?

Neil: 1973 Chevy Malibu.

Coral Gables, house, garage

Speed: *leans into window* I'm starting to like this case.

Anni: *smiles* Neil said he shot at Tina but missed and hit the car so we're looking for a bullet hole.

Speed: *clicks on flashlight*

Anni: *kneels, opens kit*

Speed: *shines flashlight*

Anni: *opens car door, shines light*

Speed: *walks around car*

Anni: *lifts head* ...*looks down at seat* Holy Cherry Pie.

Speed: Excuse me?

Anni: Bullet hole in the ceiling.

Speed: *blinks* ...Ricochet maybe?

Anni: *reaches into kit, grabs laser* I don't think so. It's upward and outward. *places laser into hole, turns it on*

Laser shoots downward

Anni: Shot came from the back seat.

Speed: ...What the hell was he doing in the back seat?

Anni: *looks down at kit, smiles*

Speed: *lifts brow*

Anni: *smiling* Don't you hate when a gun puts a damper on the mood?

Speed: I thought he said he was arguing with her when he shot his gun.

Anni: Well if they weren't arguing before, they probably were once his gun went off. It's not impossible for him to get slide bite if his hand was near it when went off on the seat, which that bit of gunshot residue confirms.

Speed: *nods*

Anni: Lucky we don't have that problem.

Speed: *looks at Anni*

Anni: *stands, points flashlight upward* Bullet's in the ceiling of the garage. Now, he also said she took the gun so if that's true, that would mean the gun was here when those kids were shot. What I don't get is...how'd the gun end up in the APL Manhattan building in the hands of a guy who wanted to kill himself?

Speed: Tina could have taken it to work.

Anni: Why would she take the gun with her to work?

Speed: Might have been easier to keep away from the kids that way. When Holly was little, I kept my service pistol at work. Unfortunately, the one day I did take it home, Lori got a hold of it and sold it for cocaine.

Anni: *scratches head* ...Time of death for the suicide victim was around 11:30am. Alexx determined the kids died on the same day and they were found with their lunch bags, backpacks, cereal...they were getting ready for school. Elementary doesn't start until 9am. So if they died between 7 and 9am and our suicide guy died at 11:30 am...

Speed: Tina was the last one to see her children alive.

Anni: And according to her ex, she had the gun. And that would seem to make sense if Tina took it to work with her and stuck it in her office, fired Mark Stapleton and went back downstairs, leaving the gun in her office where Mark probably had access to it. So instead of protecting the kids, she may have been trying to hide the evidence or she panicked and was trying to figure out what to do once she got to work.

Speed: And now the question is, why would you gun down your own children?

Anni: Let's find her and ask.
 
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Ooh...I like the way Anni's taking charge of this case. Although I can still feel the tension between them. I'm sure he's gonna start asking what's going on with her and then well...guess we'll see then, won't we? My hopes is that she returns to her wacky self and just has at it. But, hey, that's just me.

Scott and Lori..*sigh* can these two be any more cuter? Love the scene, love them...love it, love it , love it!

The case is coming together very nicely, I'm really wanting to know if Tina did kill her kids, then...why? It's confounding me, for sure.

Excellent work!
 
Ooo... I like this side of Anni!

Gun going off while otherwise disposed in the back seat... that really is a mood killer. Sucks.

I love Steph so much! She's such a little cutie. :D

Great update! :)
 
And the plot thickens! Go Anni You show Speed that you can do this CSI shit just as good as anyone else!

Scott and Lori are still the coolest Couple in Fanfic land 2 thumbs up!


Great Update Geni!
 
Hee. :D Thanks oodles for the reviews! :adore:

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House, bedroom

Lori: How do you like the new dresser?

Scott: *walks out from bathroom, wipes face with towel* It's a lot less broken than the previous one.

Lori: *crosses arms* Good, let's keep it that way.

Scott: *wraps arms around Lori's waist* Oh I don't know, you're into that, right?

Lori: *smirks*

Scott: *kisses Lori's neck*

Lori: *closes eyes*

Steph: *skips in* MOMMA!

Scott: *lets go, steps back*

Lori: Ugh. Done her nap already...*swoops Steph into arms* I guess I should get you a snack.

Steph: *smiles* NACK!

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *smiles*

Lori: How long do you think she'll pay attention to the cartoons for?

Scott: Probably not very long.

Lori: Damn.

Steph: *pokes Lori* Momma, nack.

Lori: Can't we slip her some valium?

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: Double damn.

Steph: *tugs Lori's shirt* MOMMA!

Lori: *looks at Steph* What!

Steph: *tugging Lori's shirt* NACK!

Lori: *grabs Steph's arm, frowns* That's enough.

Steph: ...*starts to cry*

Lori: Hey. *pokes Steph's belly* Stop crying.

Steph: *blinks, looks at Lori*

Lori: *mumbles* Manipulative little b-

Scott: *clears throat*

Lori: ...Nevermind.

Downstairs, kitchen

Lori: *looks over into living room*

Steph: *staring at television, eating yogurt*

Lori: *walks over to table, sits*

Scott: *leans back in chair, opens magazine*

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Scott: *flips page*

Lori: You know how my dad blurted out the whole abortion thing at dinner the other day?

Scott: Mhm.

Lori: ...How do you feel about that?

Scott: It's not up to me to judge.

Lori: ...What do you mean?

Scott: *lifts eyes* ...I mean it's not up to me to judge.

Lori: So...you don't have a problem with it.

Scott: That's not what I said.

Lori: You do have a problem with it?

Scott: I didn't say that either.

Lori: Scott, I'm going to need you to be a little less vague.

Scott: Okay.

Lori: Do you think what I did was wrong?

Scott: It's not up to me to judge.

Lori: *frowns* That's not being less vague.

Scott: I don't know what else I can say.

Lori: Are you angry?

Scott: No.

Lori: Happy?

Scott: No.

Lori: Indifferent?

Scott: ...Not really.

Lori: What's the first thing that comes to mind when you think about me murdering some helpless child?

Scott: I don't know.

Lori: You don't know what you think?

Scott: Lori, it doesn't matter what you do. I'm not going to think any less of you.

Lori: ...Wow. I don't think any man has ever said that to me.

Scott: *nods*

Lori: It's kind of ironic, you being a Judge's boy and everything.

Scott: *smiles*

Condo, 5pm

Anni: Okay, keep in mind, this was sort of a last-minute thing but I hope you'll like it.

Speed: I'm sure I won't but go ahead.

Anni: *opens door*

Flowers are seen everywhere

Speed: *looks around*

Anni: *smiling* Isn't it great?

Speed: ...It's...pollentated.

Anni: I figured you needed a pick-me-up! *twirls around in middle of condo* Something to make you smile!

Speed: I'm not smiling. I might be sneezing in a minute.

Anni: Isn't it amazing? There's so much life and color! *grabs Speed, twirls him around*

Speed: *grabs onto counter*

Anni: I think it gives the place an organic feel. Everything's always so sterile and cold, we need to make our home warm and comfortable.

Speed: I like sterile. You catch less diseases that way.

Anni: You need to literally stop and smell the roses. *grabs flowers, shoves them into Speed's face*

Speed: *sneezes*

Flowers fly everywhere

Anni: *places flower into Speed's hair* Peace and love for the win.

Speed: ...You're in the wrong era. *grabs flower, tosses it to floor*

Anni: Come on, you have to admit, it smells wonderous in here.

Speed: It smells like allergies and bugs. Do you know what kind of bugs lay their eggs in the carpet? The bedding? I don't want aphids in my house.

Anni: ...I just thought you'd like something that means something to me.

Speed: Flowers mean something to you?

Anni: Life. Color. Beauty. This is me trying to let you in, it's good.

Speed: Couldn't you have bought a bouquet or something?

Anni: *grabs Speed's arm* Come sit. *drags Speed into living room*

Speed: *angry sigh*

Anni: Sit on the floor here with me. *sits*

Speed: *sits* We don't have to sing a song, do we?

Anni: *smiling* No. I just want you to take in all the thousands of sensations in the room. I want you to feel the warmth of the sun. Doesn't it make you feel happy to be surrounded by this?

Speed: There's a bee on your shoulder.

Anni: *screams, jumps*

Speed: *smirks*

Anni: GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! *running around in circles*

Speed: *stands*

Anni: *twirling around* Is it still on me?

Speed: There's actually a spider on your jeans.

Anni: *screams, wipes at legs*

Speed: Now you know why I didn't want this many plants in the house.

Anni: *sigh*

Speed: Here, you have a stick bug in your hair. *grabs at Anni's hair*

Anni: *looks at Speed*

Speed: There's an ant on your sleeve.

Anni: ACK! *wipes at arms* UGH I HATE BUGS! *shivers*

Speed: That snake is trying to get on your shoulder, by the way.

Anni: *looks back, screams, grabs onto Speed*

Speed: Want to reserve a room at a hotel for tonight?

Anni: Yes. *hugging Speed*

Speed: Oh, but before we go...you know how you mentioned about 3 years ago that you went to Barbados on a family trip and it was your favourite place on the entire planet to be?

Anni: I had the best time of my life there. I know it sounds kind of corny but I sort of 'found' myself while I was over there. It was like a...fantasy island to me where everything bad and ugly in the world would fade away. When I got sick...I used to think about it all the time...to help get away from the pain. Those memories helped me get through it.

Speed: *nods*

Anni: Why?

Speed: Because that's where we're going in 3 days.

Anni: *blinks* ...Excuse me?

Speed: Our anniversary's in 3 days.

Anni: ...Is it?

Speed: *smirks* Yeah.

Anni: *laughs* Are you serious? We can't afford something like that!

Speed: Money's not an issue.

Anni: *stares at Speed* ...Okay your surprise was way better than mine.

Speed: *laughs*

Anni: *lifts brows*

TBC....................................
 
Oh AWWWWWWWWWW....SO he was paying attention! WOW! Barbados...swanky. Maybe now they can concentrate on each other! Gotta love Anni though, she went all peace and love and so intune to everything! It was calming just reading that:lol: Also gotta love that ol' Speedle charm, even though she put her all in it, he was there to say exactly why she shouldn't have done it ( he turns out to be right, but I digress). Maybe they are each other's ying and yang?

Scott...wow...very ah...vague. Glad to see however, that it doesn't make matter what Lori does, he'll always love her. That's just so special and lovely. Now...why do I feel as if something is coming on the horizon for them? Just that sneaky feeling...

Wow, made it through a update without a memo...Awesome! :guffaw:

Excellent work!
 
Thanks so much for the review! :D

Drama Llamas everywhere!

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Miami, house, 6pm

Katie: *runs in* OKAY! I am officially here to take baby!

Lori: *walks over* Why are you taking my daughter away?

Katie: Scott called, he said you needed a break.

Lori: *lifts brow* He did?

Katie: Yeah.

Lori: ...How come Dad isn't taking her?

Katie: Because I want to hog her for a while. Pack her some overnight stuff.

Scott: *walks downstairs* I got that covered. *places duffle bag onto floor*

Katie: OH, good.

Lori: Wait wait wait. Hold on. Finch, kitchen. *walks away*

Scott: We'll be right back.

Katie: *nods*

Kitchen

Lori: I'm not giving her to my mother for 2 minutes, let alone overnight.

Scott: It would be good for her to visit family other than us.

Lori: *shakes head*

Scott: Do I detect a bit of separation anxiety?

Lori: *lifts brow* What? What the hell is that?

Scott: You're attached to Stephanie. It makes you anxious that you won't be there every second while she's gone and she won't have you either. It's perfectly natural.

Lori: *frowns* I do not have 'separation anxiety'.

Scott: *picks up Steph* Say bye.

Lori: NO! Scott, hold on.

Katie: *walks over* Is she ready or what?

Scott: Yep, she's got her little shoes on and everything.

Katie: Oh cool! Are those the ones that light up when she walks?

Scott: Mhm.

Katie: *grabs Steph's feet* NEATO SHOES!

Steph: *giggles, kicks feet*

Lori: *frown fades*

Katie: *grabs Steph* We're gonna have lots of fun. I'm gonna teach you all sorts of songs and games and I'm even goin' to break out the video camera.

Lori: Wait wait, let me clean up her face. She got juice all over it.

Katie: No, it's okay I-

Lori: *grabs cloth, wipes Steph's face*

Steph: *scrunches nose*

Lori: *straightens out Steph's clothes*

Katie: I think you got her.

Lori: Do you have our number?

Katie: Yes.

Lori: Cellphone number?

Katie: Yes.

Lori: *frowns* Scott's cellphone number?

Katie: ...I'm not sure if I should answer that.

Lori: Her bed time is 7:30 and sometimes she gets up at night for a drink of water so make sure your door is open a crack and she likes to have a night light and she's usually up around 7am but don't feed her cereal, she just throws it around the kitchen. Fruits, yogurts, oatmeal, stuff like that. OH and sometimes she gets a runny tummy after drinking milk so if you have any of that soy stuff, it would be better.

Katie: *stares at Lori* I hate to sound like your father here but uh...I've done this before.

Lori: She's still in diapers but when she gets wet, she gets grumpy so you have to really get there before she starts pullin' them off herself and throwing them onto the floor. And-

Katie: Lori.

Lori: What?

Katie: I can handle it.

Lori: Here, can I grab her for a second?

Katie: Sure.

Lori: *grabs Steph from Katie, hugs her*

Steph: *wraps arms around Lori's neck*

Lori: I'll see you soon, okay?

Steph: *sits up*

Lori: Be good.

Steph: *grabs Lori's face, kisses her cheek*

Lori: *stares at Steph*

Katie: Okay, time to go. *grabs Steph*

Steph: *waves at Lori shyly*

Katie: See you guys tomorrow. *walks away*

Lori: *stares at foyer*

Scott: It's okay, Lori.

Lori: What am I supposed to do now?

Scott: ...Spend some time with me?

Lori: You're not my baby.

Scott: ...No. I'm Scott. Your loving husband who thinks spending a couple nights a month alone isn't such a terrible thing, especially since we're gunning for that 'baby'.

Lori: I want the one that already exists back.

Scott: Lori, she'd be asleep in an hour anyway.

Lori: Then why did she have to leave?

Scott: Because sometimes she doesn't stay asleep.

Lori: *grabs phone* I have to call her.

Scott: *takes phone*

Lori: *frowns* What the hell!

Scott: What happened to no separation anxiety or motherly instincts?

Lori: They've shown up and they're about to rip the lungs from your chest.

Scott: This is actually quite impressive.

Lori: What am I, some kind of science experiment?

Scott: No, I just find your reaction from being separated from your child to be extremely fascinating.

Lori: Give me the phone.

Scott: No.

Lori: You have 3 seconds or I break your face.

Scott: *hands over phone*

Lori: *grips phone, dials*

Scott: *staring at Lori*

Lori: ...UGH! Damn woman doesn't have her phone on! What's the point in having a phone if it's OFF!

Scott: What exactly do you hope to accomplish by stalking your mother over the telephone?

Lori: I'm not finished telling her what to do.

Scott: *walks over, places hands on Lori's shoulders* Why don't you just take a deep breath and relax. Stephanie's in good hands and your mother only lives a couple miles from here. She's promised to call if anything happens.

Lori: I don't trust her.

Scott: She doesn't trust you either but look at how you've taken care of Steph. Believe me, she will be fine.

Lori: *nods slowly*

Scott: So let's just go upstairs and chill out, okay?

Lori: Okay.

Bedroom, 9pm

Scott: *kisses Lori's shoulder*

Lori: *reaches over to night stand* I just need to make one more phone call.

Scott: *sigh* Lori, this isn't going to work if you're on the phone the whole time.

Lori: Just one more.

Scott: *grabs phone* She's fine.

Lori: My mother said she had a runny nose. What if she's getting a cold? What if she's getting sick? What if something in my mother's house is poisonous? I don't want her poisoning my child.

Scott: Lori, we've been at this 2 hours. There is nothing to worry about.

Lori: Yeah but what happens if I stop calling and something does happen? What if-

Scott: *places thumb on Lori's lips*

Lori: *blinks*

Scott: Stop.

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Scott: All she's doing is sleeping and you'll see her in the morning. Can you please focus on us?

Lori: *nods*

Scott: Thank you.

Lori: *leans over, kisses Scott*

Scott: *closes eyes, places hand on Lori's cheek*

Lori: *grabs phone from Scott* I promise it won't take long. *sits up, dials*

Scott: *stares down at bed*

Lori: *places phone up to ear, bites nails*

Scott: *reaches up, takes phone*

Lori: *grabs at phone*

Scott: *presses 'off' button* Enough. I think your mother would like to get some rest.

Lori: She really doesn't mind. *climbs into Scott's lap, grabs at phone*

Scott: *pulls phone away, wraps arm around Lori's back* I insist. *drops Lori onto bed*

Lori: *looks up*

Scott: *throws phone onto floor*

Lori: *grabs Scott's chest* N-

Scott: *takes Lori's arm* Let it go.

Lori: I can't.

Scott: You have to.

Lori: *sits up*

Scott: *slams Lori onto bed*

Lori: *struggles*

Scott: For God's sake, Lori. Stop.

Lori: *scratches Scott across the face*

Scott: AGH! *falls sideways*

Lori: *rolls off bed, grabs phone*

Scott: *holding face*

Lori: *dials*

Scott: *staring at Lori*

Lori: ...Busy signal. How can she have a bloody busy signal at 9pm?

Scott: She probably took the phone off the hook because you won't quit calling her.

Lori: I should drive over there and see if everything's okay.

Scott: *wipes side of face, looks down at hand*

Lori: ...Are you bleeding?

Scott: It's okay.

Lori: *climbs into bed, grabs Scott's face*

Scott: *winces*

Lori: I didn't mean to hurt you.

Scott: Of course not. *kisses Lori*

Lori: *pulls head away* Seriously? I just side-swiped you.

Scott: The phone is gone.

Lori: That's because I'm about to go drive to my mother's place.

Scott: You do realize that in order for us to have a baby, there needs to be actual physical contact between us.

Lori: We have a baby. I'm gonna go check on her. *crawls across bed*

Scott: *drags Lori back over* Do I need to get you drunk? Because I will.

Lori: What for?

Scott: Anything to get you off the road and in my pants.

Lori: *smirks*...Wait a second. Being slutty's my job.

Scott: *pushes Lori into bed*

Lori: *sits up*

Scott: *groans* What now.

Lori: *smiles* Nothing, it's just that I find your reaction fascinating to observe.

Scott: I'm seriously lacking in the sense of humor department right now.

Lori: *smiling* Now don't get your testosterone in a knot, there's lots of time. No rush.

Scott: Lori...

Lori: Besides, I kind of like the way things are right now.

Scott: *staring at Lori*

Lori: *kisses Scott's nose* MWAH!

Scott: *rips Lori's jeans*

Lori: *blinks* Playtime's over? *nervous smile*

Scott: *smirks*

TBC.....................................
 
Oh yeah! I'd venture to say that playtimes' over! Whoo hoo, Scottie, is making naughty with the missus...That is if Lori can stop spazing about letting Steph out of her sight for just one night . I admit, I had the same problem with my daughter, but jeez after a while, I did decide that she was going to be perfectly fine. Stop Spazzing, LORI!

:guffaw: I so love Scott in the dominant and in Lori's words, slutty role. How fascinating right? RIGHT?

Awesome update!
 
I love the, "being slutty's my job" comment... so funny! :lol:

Lori's separation anxiety is both endearing and terrifying... :lol: At least Scott's taking charge... ;)

And yay for Speed remembering where Anni's favorite place is and that it's almost their anniversary! How cute!

Great update! :D
 
Wow ! I guess Speed has finaly comr to life and desided to put a little life back into his marrage! Then again why do i feel this vacation is not going to be what they are exspecting!

Man Scott can't get Lori still long enough to even have sex sence she has gotten attached to Steph. And whats gonna happen if she has another baby!

Great update Geni!
 
:lol: :devil:

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Miami, small house, 11am

Katie: *opens door* You're late.

Lori: Sorry, I slept in. *walks in* Where's Steph?

Katie: She's playing with her teddies and barbies. You look rather...subdued.

Lori: *opens fridge, grabs soda* I guess I needed the break afterall.

Katie: *smiles, leans on counter* Oooh.

Lori: *looks at Katie*

Katie: *smiling* How was happy fun time with Scotty?

Lori: *frowns* It's Scott. And I'm not discussing it.

Katie: Didn't go well?

Lori: *opens soda*

Katie: It DID go well.

Lori: Mother, you're so inappropriate.

Katie: Wow if he can wear you out...

Lori: Mother.

Katie: What? I'm just saying. And the guy's in great shape.

Lori: *rolls eyes, drinks soda*

Katie: So I heard you two were trying to have some more kiddies.

Lori: *frowns, lowers soda* Who the hell told you that?

Katie: Scott.

Lori: Why.

Katie: Because I wanted to know why I was taking Steph. So what's with the need for a big ol' family all of a sudden?

Lori: *places soda onto table* It's not really any of your business.

Katie: Why, is it such a terrible thing?

Lori: No. It's not. *sits at table*

Katie: *pulls chair over, sits* You don't seem very happy about it.

Lori: I'm not happy that you found out.

Katie: But you're happy about the whole...baby thing.

Lori: *smirks*

Katie: I'm really proud of you. You're a thousand times the woman you were when you first got back to Miami.

Lori: Thanks, Mom.

Katie: If it were me in your situation, I probably wouldn't have lasted.

Lori: I barely did.

Steph: *runs over* MAMA!

Lori: *smiles* Hey!

Steph: *jumps into Lori's lap*

Lori: *wraps arms around Steph* Did you have fun?

Steph: *smiling, nods*

Katie: She got to eat cookies last night.

Lori: Is that right.

Katie: Then we made a fort with a bunch of foam boxes. But Stephanie was more interested in pushing them over than hiding in them.

Lori: She does that.

Steph: *grabs Lori's soda, drinks*

Lori: *looks down*

Katie: It's nice to see you two so close. You know, before I put her to bed, she wanted to know where you were.

Lori: *nods*

Katie: How is she with Scott?

Lori: She's great with him and he's great with her. But he leaves for work a lot so he doesn't get to see her as much as he'd like.

Katie: Doesn't he only work 3 days a week?

Lori: *shakes head* He works 3 days in New York, 2 days in Miami and he's home for the weekend. It's long hours too, sometimes he doesn't even make it home.

Katie: Busy guy. So you guys are making all kinds of money then, right?

Lori: I guess.

Katie: *smiles* How much do you have?

Lori: I don't know the total. Scott keeps 3 accounts. 1 is ours and the other 2 are his.

Katie: ...He's keeping money from you?

Lori: *shakes head* It's not like that. I didn't trust myself and I didn't want to rip him off and leave him in the dust so we decided that his accounts would stay private and we'd share a third account.

Katie: *laughs* Come on, you know how much he makes a year. It wouldn't be hard to guess how much is in those accounts.

Lori: I don't dwell on it and I'd rather not know.

Katie: So how much is in your account?

Lori: Enough to pay the bills and live comfortably.

Katie: ...Lori, I don't mean to sound insensitive here but it sounds like Scott's got a control thing going on.

Lori: Scott's not the one who thought up the idea. I don't react well when I see more money than I actually need. And believe me, Scott's about as controlling as a kitten.

Katie: You really think at this point, you'd really get back into drugs just because of a few extra bucks in your account?

Lori: Just because I'm clean, doesn't mean I'm not an addict. It's taken me a while to accept that. I even have to lock Scott's medication away.

Katie: Your father should give you more credit.

Lori: *shrugs*

APL Manhattan, office

Scott: *sniffs, wipes nose*

Donna: *knocks on door*

Scott: *lifts head, shoves money into pocket* Come in.

Donna: *opens door, walks in* You wanted to see me?

Scott: *stands* Would you mind putting in a few hours at the office today? We're short-staffed with Mark and Tina being gone.

Donna: What do you need me to do?

Scott: *smiles* Some file cataloguing, delivery and...*laughs* you know what, I also need someone to accompany me next week to New York.

Donna: *lifts brow* Sir?

Scott: There's a big media exposition going on where we're trying to attract both prospective employees and clients. I think having you there to represent the Miami branch would be beneficial.

Donna: ...Can I ask why?

Scott: You started out as an enthusiastic intern looking to get into the business and now you hold a full-time position with increased responsibility and salary, all of which has only happened within the last 7 months. You have a unique perspective on the potential success one can acheive. And coupled with your personality and look, you're a prime example of how this company wants to be projected to the public.

Donna: ...*smiles* I've never been to New York before. I-I mean, I've always wanted to go but I never had enough money a-

Scott: Well now's your chance.

Donna: Wow. Thank you! This is awesome!

Scott: *smiling*

Donna: Oh...we'll be sharing a plane?

Scott: Private jet.

Donna: APL has a private jet?

Scott: About 6.

Donna: THAT'S SO COOL!

Scott: *laughs*

Donna: Oh gosh, this is going to be exciting! I can't wait to call my friends and tell them! Wait, not on company time, right?

Scott: It wouldn't hurt.

Donna: *wide-eyed* Seriously? I'm allowed to make personal calls from the company line?

Scott: Just this once.

Donna: SWEET! *runs away*

Scott: *runs hand through hair, looks down at chair*

Upstairs, bedroom

Katie: *walks in* Steph's all settled in for a nap.

Lori: *kneels at safe* How much did he say?

Speed: 10 grand. *lifts brow* You keep 10 grand in the safe?

Lori: *smirks, stands* Cheque book.

Speed: *nods*

Lori: So you lookin' to get some ass?

Speed: Excuse me?

Lori: Well that's why you're taking Anni to some exotic island, right?

Speed: It would mean a lot to her.

Lori: Uh huh. *writing* All you men are the same.

Katie: *peeks into safe*

Speed: *crosses arms* So you're saying it's a bad idea.

Lori: No. Whisking me off to an exotic island would definitely get me in your pants.

Speed: *looks at Lori*

Lori: ...If I were Anni.

Speed: *staring at Lori*

Lori: *rips off cheque*

Speed: *shakes head, grabs cheque*

Lori: *laughs* I mean, the last exotic place you shipped me off to didn't make me your biggest fan, if you know what I mean.

Speed: Stop while you're ahead.

Lori: *nods*

Speed: *walks away*

Katie: *looks at Lori*

Lori: Two things I'm really bad at without the drugs. Talking to men and talking to him.

Katie: I've noticed.

TBC.........................
 
Wow! How quickly inappropriate both Lori and Katie are! Well...they always said, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I'm hoping that little Steph bucks the trend.

And...how about the odd acting Scott...Now, it could just be me, but was he doing blow before Donna entered? Tsk , tsk, Scott, your wife's a poster child as to why one shouldn't do drugs, and yet...you ...Are. I feel a memo coming on....

Memo to Scott:
Blow's not the way to get yourself through the day. How about this, per chance...slacken up the job. You're really good in Kimmy's book, get her to give you a break, because you're heading for ruin. You have too good of a life to squander it...besides, Your wife...Yeah, the badass chick you share your life and bed with...Um...yeah, she's gonna kick your ass six ways from Tuesday when she finds out. Then, she'll become the loving wife and get you the help you need.

All said... Drop. The . Blow. It's rather simple...easy, not so much, but you'll thank me in the end.

PS...you gave your self away with the sniffing...Just to let you know, 'kay?

lol- I'm really a lunatic, didn't everyone know that???

Awesome update, Geni!
 
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