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

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Woods, 3:30am

Katie: Did y'all hear that?

Speed: What.

Katie: I heard walking.

Speed: We're all walking.

Katie: No, not us. I think there's something behind us.

Anni: *gets to knees* Please God don't let it be a ghost.

Katie: It can't be a ghost. They don't have feet, remember?

Anni: Then how do they walk?

Katie: They don't walk, they glide. It has to be Wubba.

Speed: Okay, stop. Look, I can get with ghosts. But I'm still not getting Wubba.

Branch cracks

Speed: *grabs onto Eric*

Delko: *looks at Speed* Hey there.

Speed: *looks at Eric, frowns*

Delko: *smiles*

Speed: *steps back*

Katie: Aww someone's afraid Wubba's gonna get him! *pinches Speed's cheeks* How CUTE.

Speed: *pushes Katie's hands* Stop that.

Horatio: HEY!

Lightening flashes

Everyone: *screams*

Anni: OH MY GOD! WUBBA HAS ASKEWED RED HAIR AND BUNNY SLIPPERS!

Delko: IT'S HIDEOUS!

Horatio: It's just me. What in the heck are you guys doing out here?

Katie: Hunting W-

Speed: Sunglasses.

Horatio: ...Hunting sunglasses?

Speed: Yep. It seems less insane, right?

Horatio: Whose sunglasses? My sunglasses? Did someone take them? All of them? Where's my velvet box? Eric, did you get the combination?

Delko: *blinks*

Horatio: FIND MY SHADES, PEOPLE! CHOP CHOP!

Thunder clashes overhead, rain starts to pour

Horatio: Quick! Before they float away!

Delko: *holds out steel pot* I'll collect rain water.

Speed: ...From the entire forest?

Delko: Every little bit helps.

Anni: Why don't we go hide in the cave until the rain lets up.

Horatio: But what about my shades?

Speed: Remember when we used to search for things that actually existed?

Anni: *pats Speed on the head*

Inside cave

Katie: *flicking lighter*

Speed: Any year now.

Katie: Shut up. *flicks lighter, drops it* Damn.

Thunder clashes

Katie: AH! *hugs Speed*

Speed: *pushes Katie*

Katie: *slams into wall* OW! *holds hand* YOU SPRAINED MY WRIST, YOU ASS! DOMESTIC ABUSE! *pointing at Speed*

Speed: Of course.

Katie: Ergh. *shoves Speed into wall*

Anni: HEY! Knock it off! *kicks Katie*

Katie: OW! *scratches Anni's face*

Anni: AGH!

Speed: *grips chest* Ugh. *leans against wall*

Anni: *looks at Speed* What? What's wrong?

Speed: Uh...nothing. I'm just...not feeling so hot. *slides down wall, sits*

Anni: *kneels*

Katie: *rolls eyes* He's faking it.

Anni: *places hand on Speed's cheek* He's not faking it.

Horatio: Here, take some aspirin. *hands over aspirin*

Delko: And some rain water. *holds out pot*

Speed: Where the hell did you get aspirin?

Horatio: I'm old.

Speed: *pops aspirin into mouth, grabs pot*

Delko: See? I came in handy.

Speed: *leans head against wall*

Anni: *sits, grabs Speed's wrist*

Katie: He wants attention, just like Lori.

Speed: *lifts eyes* I could say the same about you.

Katie: Do us all a favour and quit playing games.

Anni: Your blood pressure's evening out. You feel any better?

Speed: *sigh* A little.

Katie: How convenient.

Speed: *frowns*

Anni: You want to head back to Miami?

Speed: No. No, I'm fine.

Katie: That's because nothing happened.

Horatio: Katie, why don't you lay off.

Katie: *shakes head* You people get fooled right into everything. *sits*

TBC................................
 
GENI! Your comedic timing knows no bounds! I absolutely...ABSOLUTELY loved this! I couldn't stop laughing long enough to catch my breath. Horatio in bunny slippers... :guffaw: Simply inspiring!

Katie needs to get a grip..seriously. OOH...Let something happen to Speed and it be Katie's fault...I would love to see the massive can of whoop ass opened up on Katie! That would be epic!

Awesome update!
 
Oh no! Speed needs to get to a hospital ! i think all ths Wubba hunting is takng its tole on him! Hes not no spring chicken you know ! he could be having a heartattack or something bad ! Anni needs to just turn around and slap the shit out of Katie ! All katie does is push pore old speed to the limit!

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks for the fantastic reviews, gals! :)

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New York City, Upper East Side, 11am next day

Scott: *sits on couch*

Doris: *pours tea* Have you visited your father lately?

Scott: No.

Doris: *sits* He'd like to see you.

Scott: He didn't care about seeing me before.

Doris: He's up for a parole hearing next week.

Scott: *lifts brow* He goes away for life and he's eligible for parole after 4 years?

Doris: He appealed. *smiles* Isn't it lovely? The panel reviewing his case have known him for many years. Back when he was a judge.

Scott: *nods*

Doris: So tell me, are you still married to that prostitute or have you come to your senses?

Scott: I'm still married.

Doris: Pity. Come now, Scotty. You've got your whole life ahead of you, why do you insist on ruining our family name? The girls at the country club feel so sorry for me that I have a son who does this to me. That woman, if you can call her that, needs to go. Oh Scotty I hope you don't pay her.

Scott: Excuse me?

Doris: For her services.

Scott: Mom, she's my wife. I'm not her pimp. I was actually going to ask if you wanted to spend some time with our daughter but now I'm not so sure.

Doris: She has Finch blood, she's one of us. Of course I'd like to spend time with her. When?

Scott: Uh...probably in the next few weeks. I wanted to make sure you had time.

Doris: I'm sure I could bring her to the country club when I go. The girls love children.

Scott: Mom, promise me you won't...um...Lori and I have a sort of...specific way we want her raised.

Doris: What's wrong with the way I raised you? The way your father raised you? You're supposed to be passing that along to your child.

Scott: Lori and I will pass along our ideals, not Dad's.

Doris: You have the same ideals.

Scott: I can't even begin to tell you how untrue that is.

Doris: That hooker is brainwashing you. Don't listen to her.

Scott: Just promise me you'll respect our way of parenting our children.

Doris: I suppose.

Scott: Thank you.

Doris: So is that woman of yours in town too?

Scott: No, she's back in Miami. Her baby sister is staying with us while her father's on vacation.

Doris: Is her father as despicable too?

Scott: They're both good people.

Doris: *rolls eyes* I'm sure. *sips tea*

Scott: Her family is very supportive and accepting. Loving, even. I wish I could say the same about mine. But I can't. And I don't understand why that's so hard for you and Dad.

Doris: *stares at Scott*

Scott: I guess I'll see you in a few weeks. *stands, walks away*

Gables Estates, house, 4pm

Lori: *sipping soup*

Steph: *munching bread*

Lori: So did she agree?

Scott: Mhm. *staring down at food*

Lori: ...Something wrong?

Scott: Stephanie, why don't you go upstairs and play.

Steph: Okay Daddy. *jumps off chair*

Scott: Don't wake the baby.

Steph: *creeps upstairs*

Lori: *looks at Scott* What's up?

Scott: Have you ever killed anyone?

Lori: *lifts brow*

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: Um...why?

Scott: Just curious.

Lori: Let's put it this way. I don't sleep as well at night as you think.

Scott: *nods*

Lori: Is there something you want to tell me?

Scott: *smiles* No. *takes Lori's plate* I'll clean up. *walks away*

Lori: *nods* Okay.

TBC..................................
 
Ah...Doris, Doris DORIS. Can I just say one brief thing and then leave it at that? You really don't know what kind of ire you're courting if you infuse any of your TOXIC thoughts into Stephanie. ALTHOUGH, to see it happen...I would pay good money...Good money, I tell you. Heed Scotty's warning...

That is all ;)
 
Hmmm! lookd lik Scott is finially getting tired of mommy derest and her wire hanger treatment! Why does he even bother ! He has a family ! Why can't he just forget the high faluting bunch and live his own life ! Leave Joan Crawford to her money and high society bridge playin snobs at the country club!

And for God shakes don't let her have Steph for any amount of time!

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks for the reviews! :D

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Hummerhome, 6pm

Katie: *eating hotdog*

Speed: *lifts eyes from magazine*

Katie: *chomping*

Speed: *grabs hotdog, throws it out the window*

Katie: *frowns* I was eating that.

Speed: Now you aren't. *looks down at magazine, flips page*

Katie: *takes magazine, throws it out the window*

Speed: *looks at Katie*

Katie: *smiles*

Speed: Well-played.

Katie: Thank you.

Delko: You two need to get a room already.

Everyone: *looks at Eric*

Delko: *laughs* Oh wait. I thought we just went back in time.

Horatio: Please refrain from throwing things out the window.

Speed: Please refrain from designing them to open.

Horatio: Don't get snotty with me, Speed.

Katie: Yeah. Ya big booger.

Speed: *frowns*

Gables Estates, house, backyard, 7am next day

Scott: *hammering at wood*

Lori: *steps out* What the hell are you doing?

Scott: Making a gazebo.

Lori: *looks at watch* Scott, we can just buy a gazebo.

Scott: I'm determined to make something with my own two hands.

Lori: But you suck at building.

Scott: Anyone can learn.

Lori: Why don't you start off with something small like a bird house?

Scott: What for?

Lori: Because a bird house won't collapse and crush my baby.

Scott: It won't collapse.

Lori: Sorry if I don't trust your track record with that.

Scott: I'm laughing on the inside.

Lori: Scott, you were made for paperwork and math. Not hammers and nails.

Scott: I fix my car all the time.

Lori: Yeah but you can't fix the kitchen sink. I mean, you have your strengths and weaknesses. You should embrace them, not try to crush them.

Scott: *lifts finger* I'm doing this.

Lori: *crosses arms* You won't.

Scott: Care to make a wager?

Lori: What did you have in mind?

Scott: If you win and I can't do this, I will go with you to Brazil and I will party it up, holding nothing back.

Lori: *smiles* Oooh.

Scott: But if I win...we have another baby.

Lori: *smile fades*

Scott: How 'bout it?

Lori: *narrows eyes* ...You're on. *grabs Scott's hand*

Scott: *smiles*

Backyard, 9am

Scott: *looking around, tossing wood*

Lori: *steps outside*

Scott: Lori, where's my hammer?

Lori: I don't know. *sips iced tea*

Scott: *turns around* Lori, stop messing around.

Lori: *smirks*

Scott: Lori...

Lori: *smirking* What would I possibly need with your hammer?

Scott: *places hands on hips* I want my hammer.

Lori: *looks over at pool*

Scott: *looks at pool*

Hammer is seen at the bottom of the pool

Scott: *looks at Lori*

Lori: *smiles*

Scott: *sighs*

Lori: *sips iced tea*

Scott: *takes off shirt, jumps into pool*

Lori: *tilts head*

Scott: *grabs hammer*

Lori: *smirks*

Scott: *jumps out of pool* You did that on purpose.

Lori: Just trying to spice up my morning.

Scott: Lori, I'm going to finish this whether you hide my tools or not.

Lori: Gee, I hope you nail down what you have before that goes missing too. *walks away*

Scott: *frowns*

Inside house

Steph: *painting nails*

Lori: AH! *runs over* What are you doing!

Steph: Paintin' ma nails.

Lori: With PAINT?

Steph: *nods*

Lori: *grabs paint tubes* Get over to the sink.

Steph: *jumps off chair, walks over to sink*

Lori: AGH! You're dripping everywhere! *runs over, grabs paper towels*

Steph: *climbs up onto stepping stool*

Lori: *wiping counter* Put your hands under the water. *turns on tap*

Steph: *puts hands into sink*

Lori: Wipe them real good.

Steph: MOMMA! IT'S HOT! *pulls hands away*

Water splashes everywhere

Lori: *turns other tap* It's cooler now.

Steph: *puts hands under water*

Lori: *grabs Steph's hands, scrubs them* Where did you get the paint?

Steph: The garage.

Lori: What were you doing in the garage?

Steph: Lookin' for paint.

Lori: *frowns* That's Daddy's paint and that's for the house trim. Don't touch it again.

Steph: Okay, Momma.

Lori: What else did you take?

Steph: Nothin'.

Lori: Stephanie Elizabeth Finch, y-

Steph: *points to table*

Lori: *looks at table* Is that a gun?

Steph: *nods*

Lori: *slaps Steph's hands* NO!

Steph: *flinches*

Lori: That's not a toy!

Steph: *sniffles*

Lori: Keep scrubbing. *walks away*

Steph: *looks down at sink, wipes eye*

Backyard

Scott: *grabs measuring tape*

Lori: *slaps the back of Scott's head*

Scott: Ow. *turns around* What?

Lori: *lifts gun*

Scott: *looks at gun* ...So you're going to shoot me to get my gazebo?

Lori: Why was the gun safe open?

Scott: The gun safe wasn't open.

Lori: Stephanie took this from the garage.

Scott: *frowns* Why?

Lori: She thought it was a toy.

Scott: Uh...maybe you should have been watching her instead of messing with me out here.

Lori: *frowning*

Scott: I swear, the gun safe wasn't open.

Lori: Then how did she get in?

Scott: She...must have typed in the right combination.

Lori: She's 4.

Scott: She's smart.

Lori: *shakes head, walks away*

Scott: *rubs back of head*

Inside house

Lori: *walks over* Sit.

Steph: *climbs into chair*

Lori: Don't you ever do that again. You hear me?

Steph: *nods, looks down at table*

Scott: *walks in, wipes forehead with cloth*

Steph: *swinging feet*

Scott: *sits at table*

Steph: *lifts eyes*

Lori: *sits*

Steph: *sniffles*

Lori: Don't even start.

Steph: *starts to cry*

Lori: *slaps Steph's arm* HEY! Stop crying!

Steph: *wibbles, wipes eyes*

Lori: I think I hear the baby. *stands, walks away*

Steph: *sniffs*

Scott: *pats knee* Come here.

Steph: *jumps off chair, climbs into Scott's lap*

Scott: *wraps arm around Steph* It's over now and you won't do it again. Right?

Steph: *nods*

Scott: Good girl.

Steph: Mommy's mean.

Scott: Mommy's a lot nicer when you stay out of trouble.

Steph: *looks down at lap*

Scott: Why don't you go watch some television and I'll get you a snack.

Steph: *smiles, jumps down, runs into living room*

Lori: *leaning against wall* Oh so now I'm the bad guy.

Scott: *stands* This isn't about good cop, bad cop. *walks over to fridge, opens it*

Lori: I could see your face when I was with her. You don't approve of my methods.

Scott: I think you went a little further than I would have expected.

Lori: Deal with it. *walks away*

Scott: *looks back*

TBC..............................
 
So...how come I feel like Scotty's going to Brazil soon? I think that Lori's going to do everything in her power not to have him finish, so that she could see him at his best. I do have to say, however, dirty play with the hammer, even if did induce drooling...

Lori's a task master in her own right. I do understand her desire to keep Steph out of trouble and harms way, but...psha, lighten up just a bit. Slightly...seriously, I think Steph knows enough not to go bonkers...lol.

So, Katie and Speed having a bit of dejavu? Should Anni be worried? That was rather comfortable, their exchange...:shifty: Hmmm, remains to be seen...lol

Awesome update!
 
I think if I were Lori, I'd throw his tools in the pool more often... and if my kid ever had a gun in their hand, I'd probably do the same thing she did. With the added bonus of damn near peeing my pants in fear.

I wish I could seriously smack Scott until he finally realized that his mother is poison and he'd do best to cut her out of his life. Although, sometimes I feel that way about Lori too...

I love that Speed is so protective of Brooklyn. It's adorable. And Anni's amazing too. :D

I also love the hunt for the Wubba monster... cracked me up! :lol: I love when they do crazy things. Also, Horatio's rules are insane and they seriously need to think about getting him checked every once in a while. ;)

Great updates! :D
 
You know rhat they say! Alls fair in love and war!

Looks like Scotts got his work cut out for him trying to build that gazebo and trying to keep Strph fro being killed by Lori while she trys to do eveything with in her power to win the bet! lol! this should be interesting!

Great update Geni!
 
Great update Geni!

I laughed when Speed threw Katie's hotdog out the window

I would have reacted the same way Lori did with the gun

Cant wait to read more :D
 
Thanks for the awesometastic reviews! :) *huggles*

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Gables Estates, house, bedroom bathroom, 11pm

Scott: *places watch on counter*

Lori: *walks over, grabs Scott's shirt*

Scott: *lifts brow*

Lori: *pushes Scott against wall, kisses him*

Scott: *turns head away* Um...hi.

Lori: *grabs at Scott's jeans* Mhm.

Scott: *smiles* What are you doing?

Lori: Getting ready for bed.

Scott: Did you forget which body you're in? These are my jeans.

Lori: We've got about 2 more days to make this kid happen so off with the pants.

Scott: *takes Lori's arms* What?

Lori: *sigh* I don't know, maybe it's having this baby in the house and my hormones are nuts or maybe I need a medication adjustment but I don't want to wait for you to finish that damned gazebo. Let's do this now.

Scott: *stares blankly* I thought we discussed the wager because you didn't want another child.

Lori: *groans* Scott, you're the only man I've ever known that actually talks during this part. *points to room* Bed.

Scott: No.

Lori: Excuse me? Why not?

Scott: Because I don't know how you'll feel about this tomorrow, next week or next year. You seem a tad...impulsive tonight.

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Scott: Maybe you should calm down first.

Lori: *closes eyes* ...*steps back* Okay.

Scott: Why do you really want to do this?

Lori: ...I...I don't know. Like I said, it could be lots of things.

Scott: *takes Lori's hand* Let's go have a seat.

Lori: *brushes hair behind ears* Yeah.

Bedroom

Lori: *sits on bed*

Scott: *sits* It's...kind of a big thing. You know I wasn't going to actually make you go through with the wager if I won, right? I'd assume we'd have a serious discussion.

Lori: Yeah I know that.

Scott: You've always been rather resistant to the idea of expanding our family. You were firm in your belief that one was enough. That there was no point in having an extra mouth to feed, especially if we didn't last.

Lori: Scott, this is the only thing besides you that's keeping me grounded. That makes me want to get up every morning, that keeps me from thinking about drugs and men and...everything else I'm trying to get away from. Why not expand our family? I mean, I know you're ready to go until you die but I'm not getting any younger and I don't have that many more years to 'think it over'.

Scott: Why don't we just wait a couple more years.

Lori: What for?

Scott: Because I don't think you're mature enough to handle more.

Lori: ...*laughs* I'm sorry, what in the hell does that mean exactly?

Scott: You're emotionally immature. You don't handle yourself very well.

Lori: So that automatically means I'm an incompetant mother.

Scott: At times, yes.

Lori: *stares at Scott* ...Okay mister perfect...what am I supposed to do? Turn back time and develop to your standards? You want me to learn ettiquete and dance patterns and how to tie my fucking shoes your way?

Scott: You left Stephanie alone for 5 minutes and she ended up with a handgun.

Lori: *scoffs* You're unbelievable. *stands* If you feel like I'm such a crappy mother, go find someone else to take care of our kid. *walks over to door*

Scott: There's the problem right there.

Lori: *turns around* Excuse me?

Scott: If we can't go through one disagreement, big or small, without our marriage in shambles, how do you expect us to responsibly bring another child into this world? I'm not saying our marriage will ever be completely perfect but we're already at our breaking points -- we've even already broken up twice.

Lori: *frowns* You were saying all of that to piss me off?

Scott: Some of it was the truth. That said, I do think you're an excellent mother.

Lori: You can't toy with people like that, Scott. You almost had me in tears.

Scott: ...You were in tears.

Lori: *walks over, sits* So I guess we have to work a little more on us before we go and get stupid and make a mistake.

Scott: I would say so. I don't claim to be an expert but it would seem to make sense.

Lori: You know, you're no screaming hell either.

Scott: Our issues are because of the both of us.

Lori: Geez, if only my dad were married to you, he wouldn't have 6 kids with 3 different women.

Scott: *smiles*

TBC............................
 
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WOW>>>>Now that is what I call a discussion! As much as Scott was right, and he was RIGHT, I still think there's so much to do across the board. She's got issues, but I happen to think, she's a good mother, stern...firm...okay OCD firm and stern, but still, she's a good mother, she loves Steph and it keeps her from doing stupid stuff... Most of the time... GAH! Why does Scott have to be so intuitive????

Excellent update!
 
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