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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...................
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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...................