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

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Gables Estates, house

Guy: *drags Lori across floor* I'm sure a different method of payment can be reached.

Lori: ERGH! *kicking legs*

Steph: *reaching out, crying* MOMMA!

Tom: *runs in*

Guy: *lifts head*

Tom: *stares at Guy*

Guy: *smiles* Long time no see. Where's your pretty little badge?

Lori: *looks at Tom*

Guy: Take off, guys. These are mine.

Guys leave

Steph: *crawls over to Scott, grabs his arm* Daddy! *shakes Scott's arm* DADDY!

Guy: *points gun at Steph*

Tom: *runs over, grabs Guy*

Bullets fly

Tom: *punches Guy in the face*

Lori: *falls over*

Guy: *staggers back*

Tom: *grabs at gun*

Guy: *knees Tom in the gut*

Lori: *runs over to Steph*

Steph: Momma, Daddy's not waking up.

Lori: *swings Steph into arms* Go upstairs, hide and don't come out until I get you.

Steph: Okay.

Lori: *runs over to stairs, puts Steph down*

Steph: *runs upstairs*

BAM

Lori: *looks at Tom*

Tom: *blinks*

Guy: *smiling*

Tom: *grabs chest*

Guy: *walks away*

Lori: *runs over to Tom*

Tom: *looks down at hand*

Lori: Tom, look at me.

Tom: *staggers forward*

Lori: *grabs Tom*

Tom: *falls over*

Lori: *kneels* Tom! Tom, listen to me. I'm going to get help, okay? *pulls cellphone from pocket*

Tom: *looks at Lori*

Lori: *dials, places hand on Tom's chest*

Scott: *rolls over, groans*

Lori: *lifts eyes* Scott! I need your hands!

Scott: What? *holds head*

Lori: Get over here!

Scott: *crawls over*

Tom: *winces*

Scott: *looks at Tom* Holy God. *reaches for dish towel, pushes it against Tom's chest*

Tom: *coughs*

Scott: Hold on, we're going to get you to the hospital.

Tom: *grabs Scott's arm*

Scott: Slow down, it's okay. You'll be okay.

Tom: *wheezes, coughs*

Lori: *closes phone* They're on their way. How's he doing?

Scott: I'm not a doctor but I could take a guess.

Lori: *places hand on Tom's cheek* Stay focused on our voices, okay? Try to stay awake.

Tom: Is..*coughs* is she-

Lori: She's fine. Stephanie's fine. You did good.

Tom: *closes eyes*

Lori: Tom! TOM! *squeezes Tom's face* Stay awake!

Sirens are heard

Hospital, 11pm

Lori: *staring into room*

Scott: *walks over* Hey.

Lori: How's your head?

Scott: Feels like a train hit it but other than that, I'm peachy. What about Carter?

Lori: They're giving him more blood.

Scott: *nods* Lucky he was there.

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *walks away*

Lori: *looks into room*

Doctor: *walks over* Are you his family?

Lori: ...I guess. He doesn't really have family. How is he?

Doctor: His brain was without oxygen for quite a while...there's a good chance when he wakes up, there will be some brain damage.

Lori: *sigh* Great. Can I sit with him?

Doctor: Sure.

Lori: *walks into room*

Empire State Building, boardroom, 9:25am, one week later

Kimberly: We seem to be missing someone.

Bob: *looks at watch*

Scott: *walks in*

Everyone: *looks at Scott*

Scott: Sorry I'm late. *sips coffee, walks over to table*

Kimberly: You want to explain to everyone why you're allowed to be late?

Scott: I live a thousand miles away. It's a long run.

Everyone: *snickers*

Kimberly: *frowning* Your plane better have been broken.

Scott: *sits in chair*

Kimberly: Finch.

Scott: *lifts head* Yeah.

Kimberly: What's with your face? You get in a bar fight or something?

Scott: Nope. *opens folder*

Bob: I like it, it's very badass. Especially with the facial hair.

Everyone: *looks at Bob*

Bob: Apparently I said that outloud.

Kimberly: Let's move on to the meeting, shall we? *walks over to whiteboard*

Bob: *leans over, whispers* Dude, what happened?

Scott: *scribbling in notepad* It's nothing.

Bob: *smiles* How does the other guy look?

Scott: Pay attention to the meeting.

Bob: Come on, I know you can hold your own. Remember that bar in The Bronx?

Scott: *smirks*

Bob: Boy you sure handed them their asses.

Scott: Long time ago.

Bob: Not that long.

Kimberly: Robert.

Bob: *lifts head* Yes ma'am?

Kimberly: This isn't social hour. You guys aren't in highschool.

Bob: Right.

Kimberly: *turns back to whiteboard*

Bob: *throws paper airplane*

Kimberly: *frowns, turns around*

Bob: Scotty did it.

TBC...................
 
Oh NO! Tom's been shot...but was that a selfless act that he committed? Tom's no longer a bastard in my eyes. Now...for the fallout of all of this. I can only imagine how Scott must feel that Lori's attention was solely focused on Tom. It seems as if he's the second string, only being the first when Tom's not around. I'm sure he feels sore about the whole thing, but he can't harbor ill will, for if not for Tom, his family would be dead. What a hard place to be in.

LOL with Bob though...you gotta love 'em.

I'm sure that Lori will have choice words for Katie when this is all said and done, and poor Steph, how did she turn out/ cope with this? So many unanswered questions, so much lunacy... all in a day for the RT!

Awesome work!
 
Thanks for the review! :D

:devil: Hehe, yep. All in a day's work.

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Empire State Building, hallway, 11am

Bob: Man I thought she'd ramble on forever.

Scott: *grabs paper cup* I thought you had a crush on her.

Bob: I'd still do her. Do you think she talks after? I might have to buy a roll of duct tape.

Scott: *laughs, pours water into cup*

Bob: I'll just tell her it's foreplay.

Scott: In some strange way, I'm actually rooting for you.

Bob: *smiles* That's what I like to hear. *slaps Scott on the back* So I hear Miami's got some interns. You bust them into shape yet?

Scott: I keep my pitchfork at this office.

Bob: I tell ya, Scotty...we sure do miss you around here.

Scott: Well you know me. My heart's in New York but my soul's in Miami.

Bob: *nods*

Scott: Why don't we go downstairs and get some lunch.

Bob: On your dime?

Scott: *laughs* Naturally.

Miami, hospital

Lori: *runs down hallway*

Doctor: *steps out of room*

Lori: You called?

Doctor: *lifts head* Ah, yes. Mister Carter's being discharged this afternoon.

Lori: Already?

Doctor: He's taken to treatments very well. Of course we'd prefer that he stay a little while longer but he seems keen on leaving.

Lori: Is there anything I should know before I get in there?

Doctor: There's some memory loss that we can tell straight away and like I said, we'd like to run some more tests, specifically cognitive ones but-

Lori: Thanks. *runs into room*

Inside room

Lori: *stops*

Tom: *buttons up shirt, looks at Lori*

Lori: Hi.

Tom: *staring at Lori*

Lori: *steps over* I'm Lori. *points to self* Me. *points to Tom* You're Tom. We're in M-I-A-M-I. Do...you...understand?

Tom: *points to self* I'm....not....deaf.

Lori: *smirks*

Tom: Can you pass me my watch?

Lori: Sure. *grabs watch from stand, hands it over*

Tom: *takes watch*

Lori: So you know who I am.

Tom: Lori Speedle.

Lori: *scrunches nose* ...Lori Finch.

Tom: Right. You married that loser. Moved back to New York with him.

Lori: *blinks*

Tom: *opens drawer, digs around*

Lori: What's the last thing you remember?

Tom: You moving away to be with Scott and Stephanie. The next thing I know, I'm waking up here with tubes down my throat and chest pain like you wouldn't believe.

Lori: Oh boy.

Tom: Where's my badge?

Lori: *walks over, grabs Tom's arm* Why don't you have a seat.

Tom: *sits*

Lori: When I left for New York...that was last year.

Tom: No.

Lori: Look at the calendar.

Tom: *looks at wall*

Lori: *stares at Tom* You don't remember anything.

Tom: *shakes head*

Lori: You're here because you were shot...saving our lives.

Tom: *looks at Lori*

Lori: Scott and I live in Miami. There was a break-in?

Tom: *lifts brow* And I responded to the call.

Lori: You're not a cop anymore, Tom. You were fired.

Tom: *blinks* Why.

Lori: Let's just say you made one too many mistakes.

Tom: *looks down at floor* Perfect.

Lori: You're staying in our guest house.

Tom: *lifts head* ...You have a guest house.

Lori: Yeah.

Tom: I'm staying in your guest house? Isn't that...a little weird?

Lori: *taps chin* Scott keeps tellin' me that...

Tom: *stands, grabs cellphone* Bye, Lori.

Lori: Where are you going?

Tom: To find a job. *walks away*

Lori: *jumps off bed*

Hallway

Lori: *runs over* Wait! Those doctors want you to stay longer.

Tom: No.

Lori: Come on, at least stay until I can figure out wh-

Tom: You're not figuring anything out for me.

Lori: I don't want you to go out and do anything stupid.

Tom: You mean like getting shot because of you?

Lori: You were trying to protect Stephanie. It was practically your last words. I mean, if you had died and everything.

Tom: Well I'm not dead. *presses elevator button*

Lori: How exactly do you think you're going to get a new job? And doing what? You're not good at anything.

Tom: Apparently I'm good at getting shot. Maybe I should become one of those paper targets at the gun range.

Lori: Very funny.

Tom: *steps into elevator*

Lori: *steps over*

Tom: *places arm across elevator doors* This one's full.

Lori: *lifts brow* You're the only one in there.

Tom: Exactly.

Lori: *steps underneath Tom's arm*

Tom: *frowns*

Doors close

Lori: *presses buttons* What floor?

Tom: *grabs Lori's arm* Stop it.

Lori: *looks at Tom, smiles* I figured I'd hit the right one eventually.

Tom: Ground level.

Lori: *yanks arm away, smacks button*

Tom: *looks at doors*

Lori: *leans on button*

Elevator stops

Tom: *looks at Lori*

Lori: Oops.

Tom: Start it back up.

Lori: Sure. *slides hand down buttons*

Tom: *grabs Lori's hand* The elevator, not the irritation.

Lori: I can't help if I need specific directions.

Tom: *lets go*

Lori: *presses button*

Elevator begins to move

Lori: *leaning against wall, staring at Tom*

Tom: *crosses arms*

Lori: *smirks, leans on button*

Elevator stops

Tom: *looks at Lori*

Lori: *smiles*

Tom: I don't remember you being this annoying.

Lori: I'm just happy to see you, is all.

Tom: Well now you've seen me. Can we get this show on the road?

Lori: I'm not finished yet.

Tom: I am. *walks over, reaches for buttons*

Lori: *steps in front of buttons*

Tom: *frowns*

Lori: *stares at Tom*

Tom: *staring at Lori* ...Move.

Lori: *hugs Tom*

Tom: *shoves Lori*

Lori: *falls against wall*

Tom: *presses button*

Elevator starts back up

Lori: *looks at Tom*

Tom: *stares at door*

Lori: *narrows eyes*

TBC.............................
 
Talk about harsh...Tom's obviously not feeling Lori any more, even though she blanatly threw herself at him *tsk, tsk* Lori...let's remember, one guy at a time, dearling. Besides, with his memory gone of her, I hardly believe that he's going to want one on one time with her...but i just did think of something, if he's reverting back to his old thoughts and ways...Tom was a dick back before he found the meaning of life...ARGH....I'm trying to feel good vibes about him....lol

Bob and Scott remind me of Abbot and Costello. Tell me Bob is a routund guy, and I'm going to be spittting laughs for a while to come...

Awesome update!
 
Well I guess Lori is gonna have to face the fact that Tom doesn't remember all the great times with her anymore, and now hes back to basterd Tom, the man without a life or personality!

What will Lori do now ! will she just forget him and go back to her life with Scott! Nah! I think lori will be on a mission to get Tom to be the old Tom again! the one that Loves Lori even though he knows it wrong on so many levels!

Wonder what Scott will think about Tom revert back to the old ways ! he may think its a way of getting him out of there lives !

Note to Scott : if you think Tom is just gonna pack up and disappear because he now wants nothing to do with Lori, Guess again! you know Lori better than that She will never let Tom leave her as long as he is breathing ! They have this bond and I don't know that you will ever be powerfull enough to come between it as long as he is alive!


Note to Speed : Through the Bitch out of that House! Why would you honestly set and listen to Katie say such stuff about you children and say that her children are prettier and put down everybody! kick her crazy ass out of your house before its to damn late, and she does something bad to you or your family!

note to Lori: kick you Mother's ass out of you and your families life ! She is nuts! lock her ass up somewhere and get it over with ! she is gonna get somebody killed! Do It now Lori! I think your Father would be more than happy to help you!

Note to Tom : Don't think that you being the Ill mannered Basterd will get lori away from your ass because it just want happen that way! I wonder if you really don't remember or are you just doing it to remove yourself from Lori's life! I think you better think of a better way because being an assehole only fuels here sence of want for you! She likes it when she is pushed away for some wierd reason! its not going to help!


Great update Geni!
 
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Great updates Geni!

Poor Tom, he was being selfless and got shot in the process. Now he doesn't remember anything, why do I feel a twist coming on?

Scott is really superman...

Poor Steph, I think she is going to be traumatized

I am really looking forward to Lori confronting her mother.

Can't wait to read more!
 
So, if this is last year in Tom's mind, does he still think he's with Amy? *hugs him* I like him being the hero for once. I just hope he could remember himself doing it.

And I'm glad everyone else is okay.

Bob is a freaking RIOT! And, can I please hurt Kim? :lol:

Great updates! :D
 
Thanks so much for the reviews!

lol. It's explained a little more in detail in this chapter but just to be clear -- Tom's state of mind is plunked in where Lori first left for NY, not the second time (after rehab). :) So I wouldn't say he is/will be reverted back to a-holedom - for lack of better words, lol - in its entirety. Heh. If I recall correctly, he was even clean at that point. :lol:

*snuggles Bob*

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Miami, restaurant, 1pm

Lori: *sips soda*

Tom: *staring at menu*

Lori: Thanks for at least agreeing to lunch.

Tom: *flips page*

Lori: So you really don't remember anything after I stayed on your couch for 2 months and then left that job at the café for life in Brooklyn.

Tom: I don't think so. Maybe being back home will jog my memory or something.

Lori: Yeah about that...you don't live in Kendall anymore.

Tom: *lifts eyes* Where do I live, under a bridge?

Lori: You live in Biscayne Park.

Tom: ...Why.

Lori: You had some extra funds. Decided up to upsize.

Tom: *looks down at menu*

Lori: What about Sammy?

Tom: Who the hell is that? *flips page*

Lori: Um...it's not really that important.

Tom: Mhm.

Lori: You know, before I left...you seemed pretty bummed that I was going. I mean, we got pretty close.

Tom: I know.

Lori: *smirks* I guess it's a good thing we moved back to Miami. Now you and I can hang out again.

Tom: No, that's not going to happen.

Lori: Why not?

Tom: I don't know what the hell happened between us after you left but...maybe it's best if I didn't find out.

Lori: *nods*

Tom: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *sips soda*

Tom: You came back, didn't you.

Lori: *lifts eyes*

Tom: To Miami.

Lori: ...

Tom: No, I don't want to know.

Lori: The reason you had extra money is because you sent me back to rehab and Scott reimbursed you.

Tom: *lifts brow* So I bought a house? Rehab's not that expensive.

Lori: You were taking care of Steph.

Tom: *blinks*

Lori: Anyway, you said you didn't want to know everything so I'll leave it at that.

Tom: *nods, looks down at menu*

Lori: Not even the warehouse?

Tom: *lifts head* Lori, enough. Is it so much to ask that I eat in peace?

Lori: Sorry.

Waitress: *walks over* So can I take your orders?

Lori: I'll have a tossed salad.

Tom: I'll have the same thing.

Waitress: No problem. *walks away*

Lori: *reaches over, takes Tom's hand*

Tom: *pulls hand away*

Lori: *stands, walks around booth, sits*

Tom: What the hell are you doing?

Lori: You just survived a gunshot wound to the chest and you're missing some files up in your brain. I figured maybe you need a friend.

Tom: No wonder you were such a great prostitute. You don't take 'no' for an answer.

Lori: *lowers eyes*

Cellphone rings

Tom: *grabs phone, opens it* Yeah.

Lori: *looks down at table*

Tom: ...Lieutenant Caine.

Lori: *lifts head*

Tom: Uh...I'm still recovering. Why?

Lori: *stares at Tom*

Tom: Sure. I can come down this evening.

Lori: *leans on table*

Tom: Great. Thanks. *closes phone*

Lori: What was that about?

Tom: He wants to talk to me about my career.

Lori: ...You mean he wants to re-hire you.

Tom: I don't know. I'll have to see him tonight.

Lori: H is pretty understanding. Lord knows the only reason my father still has a pension is because of him.

Tom: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Lori: Right.

Tom: Besides, whether I'm a cop or not, clearly I can't stop saving your asses.

Lori: *smirks*

Gables Estates, house, 6pm

Lori: *flipping channels*

Steph: *runs over, jumps onto couch* Momma, where's Daddy?

Lori: He's flying home from New York.

Steph: Why does Daddy always leave?

Lori: Work.

Steph: How come he can't work here?

Lori: He does work here.

Steph: *hugs Lori's arm* I want Daddy home.

Lori: *looks at Steph*

Steph: *staring at television*

Lori: You didn't like seeing Daddy hurt, huh.

Steph: *shakes head*

Lori: Me neither. But he's okay now.

Steph: His face is hurt.

Lori: Well it takes a little while for bumps and scrapes to go away.

Steph: Did Tom stop the bad men?

Lori: Yeah. Yeah, the bad men are never getting out of jail. They can't come back.

Steph: They're locked in?

Lori: *smirks* Yep.

Steph: What if more bad men come?

Lori: *wraps arm around Steph* You know how the door beeps now when someone opens it?

Steph: Yup.

Lori: Well that beep means there's a biiiiig invisible net covering our entire house. Bad men can't get through the net. So you don't ever have to worry about that again.

Steph: What happens if they cut the net and crawl in?

Lori: It's too strong. Nothing can get through it. Except us.

Steph: *nods*

Door opens

Steph: *lifts head, peers over couch*

Scott: *walks in*

Steph: DADDY! *jumps off couch, runs*

Foyer

Scott: *smiles*

Steph: *runs over*

Scott: *picks up Steph* Hey!

Steph: *wraps arms around Scott*

Scott: Oof.

Lori: *walks over* She missed you.

Scott: I see.

Lori: There's some stew left on the stove if you're hungry.

Scott: Thanks.

Miami Lab, office

Horatio: *sitting on desk*

Tom: *shuts door* You wanted to see me.

Horatio: That's right. I understand you're the one that saved a whole family.

Tom: So I hear.

Horatio: This lab needs good people.

Tom: *lifts brow*

Horatio: People that are willing to go beyond the call of duty. *places badge on table*

Tom: *looks at table*

Horatio: I had a look at your credentials. You have a Bachelor of Science.

Tom: It was the one thing in highschool besides pickup lines I was actually good at.

Horatio: *smirks*

Tom: That was a long time ago though.

Horatio: The team and I are planning a trip and we need someone to start in the next couple of weeks. If you're interested, the job's yours.

Tom: *laughs* As a CSI? I don't think so. I may have been a nerd a one point but I'm not about to stoop to that level again.

Horatio: You've shown yourself to be a capable detective.

Tom: In case you didn't notice, I was fired. For substance abuse, no less. What makes you think I can work around chemicles and drugs all day long without cooking something up?

Horatio: I'm going to be placing a certain level of trust in you. If you defy that trust, you'll be out.

Tom: Seems like you're making an uneducated risk.

Horatio: You don't have to accept. But as it turns out, you don't have much of an income at the moment.

Tom: *frowns*

Horatio: Think it over.

Tom: *walks over, grabs badge* I hope you realize what you're doing.

Horatio: I do.

Tom: *walks away*

Horatio: *stares at door*

TBC.................................
 
Now when the guy being offered the job says, "I hope you know what you're doing" that gives pause, dontcha think? LOL...Horatio asking Tom to be a CSI,...now that's going to be funny:guffaw:

Maybe at this point, Lori should try and let go, I mean...she could make a clean break of it. I say that because I do believe that Scott's running out of paitence and he could get kinda jerkish if he wanted to....Just saying... LORI -_-

Great update!
 
I don't know! I think Tom has sorta grown on Scott a little bits! i sure at time he would like to kill him, but he seems to always help him out in the end! Looks like Tom has caught Horatio's eye ! I just wonder how Speed is going to feel about sharing the lab with his favorite person other than katie! lol! this should be a lesson in whos got the biggest balls in the lab !

Speed or Tom! Let the ass off begin! lol!
 
Geni! That was a great update!

Speed & Tom in the same confined space. Oh this should be loads of fun. I can't wait to read more.

Just keep Katie away from him, it might get ugly. :lol:
 
Thanks so much for the reviews! :)

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Gables Estates, house, bedroom, 11pm

Lori: *brushing hair* I spoke to Tom today.

Scott: Oh? *takes off tie*

Lori: He's doing pretty well considering what happened. *smiles* I think Horatio's goin' to offer him a job.

Scott: *throws tie into closet*

Lori: *walks out of bathroom* Wouldn't that be great for him?

Scott: Yeah. Real great. *unbuttons shirt*

Lori: You think he'll ever settle down? I think he could go either way.

Scott: Mhm.

Lori: If he worked at it hard enough, he could be a great father. He's got some good qualities.

Scott: *shuts closet door*

Lori: He'll probably never admit it but he loves kids. And not in a creepy sort of way either. B-

Scott: Can we talk about something else? I've heard about Tom all week.

Lori: Oh. Okay. How was your conference?

Scott: Productive.

Lori: Productive is good. OH that reminds me of something Tom said today, it was the funniest th-

Scott: Lori, I swear to God. Not in the mood.

Lori: *blinks*

Scott: *walks over to bed*

Lori: Are you mad at me or something?

Scott: *turns around* Are you kidding me?

Lori: *lifts brow*

Scott: I've had to listen to you ramble on and on about your boyfriend and how great he is and how Steph just loves him and how much he's grown. I'm starting to think maybe he could use my wedding ring too because it's starting to collect dust on my finger.

Lori: Oh shut up, you're such a drama queen.

Scott: Let's get one thing straight. I don't appreciate being told to 'shut up' and I especially don't like hearing it when I have every right to dislike whatever the hell's going on between you and Carter.

Lori: You're going to dictate to me what I can and cannot say? I don't think so. I'm not one of your employees.

Scott: Do you love him?

Lori: *frowns* What kind of a question is that?

Scott: A simple one.

Lori: ...I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Scott: That's not what I asked.

Lori: I care about him.

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *sits on bed* ...I'm not going to lie. There are times I've pictured myself with him instead of you. There are times I feel more comfortable and connected with him instead of you. Sometimes I feel like he understands me in ways you never can.

Scott: You can't have us both.

Lori: Are you going to leave me?

Scott: *walks over, sits* Put yourself in my shoes. If I was off in New York having an affair with my boss or if I loved another woman, would you stay with me?

Lori: ...No. I probably wouldn't.

Scott: It's him or me, Lori. Because next time there won't be a discussion, there will be divorce papers.

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *stands, walks into bathroom*

Biscayne Park, next morning

Tom: *opens door*

Lori: *steps in* What did Horatio say?

Tom: He offered me a job.

Lori: *smiles* Great.

Tom: As a CSI.

Lori: ...*laughs* Yeah right. You?

Tom: Yep.

Lori: *laughing* You're not even close to qualified.

Tom: Apparently I am.

Lori: What did you say?

Tom: I accepted.

Lori: *smile fades* ...You did what now?

Tom: I go for training on Friday.

Lori: No.

Tom: Yes.

Lori: Huh. That's...nice.

Tom: *scratches head* So do you want a coffee or something?

Lori: Sure.

Kitchen

Tom: *pours coffee*

Lori: *crosses arms*

Tom: ...You wouldn't happen to know why one of the upstairs bedrooms are pink, would you?

Lori: No.

Tom: I get the feeling I'm missing out on a little more than you're willing to tell me.

Lori: *shrugs* I don't have the specifics.

Tom: Then give me nonspecifics.

Lori: You don't want to know, Tom. You're in a unique situation and believe me, it's best that you don't remember some things.

Tom: Fine. *hands over cup*

Lori: *grabs cup* You're not having any?

Tom: I've decided to cut caffeine from my diet. And smoking.

Lori: Wow. Why's that?

Tom: *scoffs* That's like asking a cancer patient why he doesn't want cancer anymore.

Lori: Right.

Tom: I thought you didn't drink coffee.

Lori: Apparently I drink yours.

Tom: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *places cup on counter* Okay, look, I-

Tom: *steps closer*

Lori: *looks at Tom*

Tom: *reaches for coffee container*

Lori: *lowers head*

Tom: *staring at Lori, walks over to sink*

Lori: I don't...remember what I was going to say.

Tom: I'm sure it wasn't that important.

Lori: I think it was.

Tom: *places container into cupboard*

Lori: I should go.

Tom: Thanks for stopping by.

Lori: *nods* No problem. Congratulations on the job.

Tom: Thank you.

Lori: ...Crime Scene Investigator.

Tom: That's right.

Lori: *shakes head* Ugh...gross. *walks away*

TBC....................
 
Let's hope this goes, cause Talk CSI is acting ...funky

This is actually the second go around...let's see how it fares..

LORI...WTF....OMFG... Seriously...Are you insane, ...stupid, demented, selfish, or just all around an ass? Who in their right mind would give up on someone like Scott? He's stood by and let you track all over him, and yet, for some unknown reason...oh yeah, because he LOVES you, he supports you. SO what, he doesn't quite understand you, and you're somewhat uncomfortable with him...DAMMIT woman, I'm hard pressed to find ANYONE who understands you. *Pulls hair*...Re think this...SERIOUSLY....

*sigh* Disappointment is no stranger, but I seriously hope that some serious thinking is happening. -_-.... Enough said...

Excellent update, however! *thumbs up*
 
Great update Geni!

WTF is Lori thinking! Why would you tell your husband that you have pictured yourself with being with someone else? Poor Scott, he can't win for losing.

I am looking forward to Tom's adventures as a CSI, especially with Speed in the mix.
 
Thanks so much for the reviews! :D

I take it Lori's not winning any popularity awards here. :lol: :angel:

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Gables Estates, house, 11am

Katie: Is he at work?

Lori: No. He's out back talking to the security guy about putting cameras on the house.

Katie: Oooh...everywhere in the house?

Lori: *frowns* On the outside of the house.

Katie: Damn.

Scott: *walks in*

Katie: HI SCOTT!

Scott: *smiles* Morning. *walks over to counter*

Katie: Not working today?

Scott: It's the weekend.

Lori: I'm going to go get Stephanie into the bath. I think the girl's made enough mud pies. *stands, walks away*

Katie: *walks over* What's goin' on?

Scott: *lifts brow*

Katie: A mother knows, Scotty.

Scott: Knows what.

Katie: You and Lori are having problems.

Scott: And how would you know that?

Katie: You two aren't making eye contact.

Scott: *looks at Katie*

Katie: *smiles* A HA! So, what's the problem?

Scott: ...If I tell you, will you promise not to blab it to anyone else?

Katie: Cross my heart, hope to die.

Scott: I'm contemplating divorce.

Katie: WHAT! NO! *grabs Scott's arm* AGH! WHAT THE HELL FOR!

Scott: Lori's in love with another man.

Katie: WHAT ELSE IS NEW! Ugh ugh ugh, Scott listen to me. If you want a successful marriage, you're going to have to learn to lie, look the other way and fake your way through sex. Trust me. If I knew then what I know now, I'd still have Lori's father.

Scott: So you want me to...ignore her unfaithfulness.

Katie: Yes. Or OH! You could go out and have an affair!

Scott: *stares at Katie*

Katie: *winks, licks lips*

Scott: Or...Lori could just stop sleeping with other people.

Katie: Why ruin her fun?

Scott: Did your husband meet you in therapy too?

Katie: Nah, we met in the mustard aisle.

Scott: *nods*

Katie: In all seriousness, I wouldn't take it personally. Lori destroys every relationship. Although this is the longest one she's ever had.

Scott: Why?

Katie: I don't know...maybe she'd rather have the flavour of the month instead of growing old next to the same person. Either that or she's too damaged to understand what a real relationship is. I happen to think she's smarter than that but she puts on a good show.

Scott: So she's just repeatedly lying to me when she says she wants to spend the rest of her life with me.

Katie: I haven't trusted one thing that's come out of her mouth since she was 5.

Scott: Thanks. You...haven't helped at all.

Katie: *shrugs*

Scott: *walks away*

Upstairs, hallway

Scott: *walks over*

Lori: *steps out of bathroom* Once you finish getting dressed, I want you to tidy up your bedroom. There's toys everywhere.

Steph: Okay, Momma.

Lori: *shuts door*

Scott: Can we talk for a minute?

Lori: Sure.

Bedroom

Scott: *shuts door*

Lori: *turns around*

Scott: *sighs, wraps arms around Lori's waist*

Lori: *lifts brow*

Scott: I don't want to lose you. You and Steph are my whole life.

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Scott: *places forehead against Lori's*

Lori: *blinks*

Scott: *closes eyes* ...I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know whether I should stay or leave...if I should do more or less...I don't know if you even care.

Lori: *staring blankly*

Scott: My feelings about you haven't changed from the moment we met. I can't even begin to explain the amont of love I have for you. I don't understand how I could be so in love and hurt at the same time. I'm begging you, please stop this.

Lori: *wraps arms around Scott*

Scott: *sigh*

Lori: *kisses Scott*

Scott: *places thumb on Lori's cheek*

Lori: *closes eyes*

Steph: *pushes door* Daddy!

Scott: *steps back*

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: Yes, sweetie?

Steph: *grabs Scott's hand* I'm done ma room. Come see. *walks away*

Scott: *leaves*

Lori: *stares at door*

Stephanie's bedroom

Steph: *jumps on bed, smiles* See?

Scott: It's lovely. *sits on bed* You've organized all your books over there.

Steph: Yup. The green ones go together and the red ones go together and the yellow ones go together. And um...*places finger on chin* I'm missin' a blue one.

Scott: Maybe it's hiding.

Steph: *giggles* Daddy, that's silly. Books don't got arms and legs, how can they hide?

Scott: *smiles* You're right.

Steph: Grama musta put it somewhere. She's always movin' ma stuff. *jumps onto floor, walks into closet*

Scott: *looks over at closet*

Steph: *bends over, pushes toys away*

Scott: *stares at Steph*

Steph: *stands straight, places hands on hips* Daddy, I think ma book up and got arms an' legs.

Scott: *laughs* I'm sure you'll find it. Why don't you come over here and show me where this book goes. *picks up brown book*

Steph: *skips over* That's ma map book. *grabs book, climbs onto bed* Anni gave it to me.

Scott: I see.

Steph: *opens book* This is where we live. *points to Florida*

Scott: That's right.

Steph: We use to live up here. *points to New York*

Scott: *looks at Steph, smiles* Very good.

Steph: *smiles*

Scott: Where in Florida do we live?

Steph: Miami. It's by the ocean.

Scott: Yes it is.

Steph: New York's by the ocean too, isn't it, Daddy?

Scott: Yup.

Steph: *looks down at book* The ocean's big.

Scott *smiles*

Lori: *walks in*

Scott: *lifts head, smile fades*

Steph: MOMMA! Look how big the ocean is! *points to book*

Lori: *steps over, sits*

Steph: The fishies must have LOTSA room.

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *staring at Lori*

Lori: *looks down at book* I bet you're real excited for school. You'll get to learn lots of cool stuff there.

Steph: YA! Hey Momma, did you go to school in Cabumbia?

Lori: *lifts brow* Colombia. And how did you know about that?

Steph: Grama said you grew up there.

Lori: Well...my school was a little different there than it is here.

Steph: Did you learn about oceans and fishies?

Lori: *stares at Steph*

Steph: How come you're sad, Momma?

Scott: *takes Steph's hand* Why don't we get you some lunch, kiddo.

Steph: *smiles* YAY! *jumps off bed*

Scott/Steph leave

Lori: *looks down at book*

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