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

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Oh hell here we go again another Speed & Katie Road trip! these never turnout very well something bad always happens and Katie usually endup throwing herself at Speed in his most vulnerable moments.

I hopr he doesn't get thrown in Jail for this little stunt hes about to pull. How is he gonna get by with this with Anni! I don't think shes gonna be real happy with him taking off with katie again. An oh boy what is lori gonna say when she finds out that hes alive. I hope he doesn't show up on he door step thats all she needs! i don't think this is going to play well with her Med problems.

Great Update Geni !
 
Great update Geni!

I really hope that Speed doesn't do anything stupid, but he wouldn't be Speed if he didn't.

Oh goodness a Katie/Speed roadtrip...this ought to be fun.
 
Thanks so much for the reviews. :D

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Restaurant, 6pm

Speed: *walks in*

Riley: *smiles* Tim! *walks over, hugs Speed*

Speed: Hey.

Riley: *lets go, looks at Anni* Thanks for coming! It's so great to see y'all.

Anni: *smiles* Back at ya.

Katie: Oooh this place has one of those gigantic fish tanks.

Riley: *looks at Katie* ...Katie?

Katie: *turns around* HIYA! *hugs Riley*

Riley: *laughs* Hey. How are you?

Katie: *lets go* How much money do you have now?

Speed: Katie...

Riley: Oh it's alright. *extends hand* Our table's this way.

Katie: But you never answered my question.

Riley: I know. *walks away*

Katie: Pfft.

Table

Riley: What have you guys been up to lately?

Anni: Well Tim and I just had a baby.

Riley: *wide-eyed* WOW! *smiles* That's great! Boy or girl?

Anni: Girl. Her name's Brooklyn.

Riley: Gosh, y'all must be so excited. Congratulations.

Anni: Thanks.

Riley: Where is she now?

Anni: She's staying with Tim's brother for the evening.

Riley: I'd really love to see her sometime.

Anni: *smiles* You could come over after dinner.

Riley: I'd like that.

Speed: Uh, I won't be there.

Anni: *looks at Speed* Why?

Speed: I'm heading to Texas.

Anni: *lifts brow* Texas? What for?

Katie: I'm coming too.

Anni: *looks at Katie*

Speed: I'm meeting someone there to have a discussion.

Katie: In layman's terms, it means he's going to beat up one of Lori's old flames.

Anni: *frowns* Tim. You're not going anywhere to beat up anyone.

Speed: It won't take very long.

Anni: Were you going to tell me about this little hunting expedition?

Katie: HAHA! Hunting expedition.

Anni: *points to Katie* With HER?

Speed: I knew you wouldn't want to come and it'll keep her from spilling the beans to Lori.

Anni: *shakes head* I can't believe I thought you were a mature adult.

Katie: That's what I keep telling him. It's stupid to go there.

Anni: You're staying home.

Speed: No I'm not.

Anni: And you're not bringing Katie anywhere.

Katie: Yes he is.

Anni: *pinches Speed's arm*

Speed: OW! OW! Okay!

Anni: Thank you.

Speed: I'll bring Scott.

Anni: TIM SPEEDLE.

Speed: *stares at Anni*

Anni: ...That's actually a better idea.

Katie: What? That means I don't get to come anymore?

Anni: At least he won't sleep with Scott before or after he commits a felony.

Speed: ...I resent that.

Katie: NO FAIR! I WAS INVITED FIRST!

Riley: Someone want to fill me in?

Katie: *waves hand* One of Lori's ex-husbands commited suicide but it turns out he was just an undercover cop. *looks at Speed* I'M COMING TOO.

Riley: *blinks* ...This family gets more interesting by the minute.

Speed: You're not coming anymore.

Katie: If you bring Scott, I'll hit on him instead of you.

Speed: That's even worse.

Katie: Please? I was really getting pumped to go.

Speed: *looks at Anni*

Anni: Ugh, fine she can go. But if you even so much as bat an EYE at my husband, wrath will bleed upon your very soul.

Katie: But I can still bat an eye at Scotty, right? I mean, he's not off limits?

Anni: *frowns*

Riley: Are you guys always like this?

Speed: We try not to be.

Riley: I see.

Dallas, Texas, 5am

Katie: *jumping up and down in seat* So excited, so excited! SO EXCITED!

Scott: And we're not telling Lori about this because...

Speed: It's Lori.

Scott: *nods*

Katie: There's his house! There's his house! Oh it's nice. I like the landscaping he has done in the front.

Speed: *looks at house*

Katie: You can tell a lot about a person by how they keep their lawn. His car's nice and clean too. OH! A LIGHT'S ON UPSTAIRS! OH MY GOD HE'S HOME!

Speed: Would you calm down?

Katie: What if he has a girlfriend? GASP. What if he has a wife? DOUBLE GASP. What if he has a bunch of little Gavins running around? OH BOY!

Scott: *leans over middle console* Okay let me get this straight. The whole thing was a sham.

Speed: Yeah, it looks that way.

Scott: So if he didn't really die, Lori wasn't really widowed. Right?

Speed: I looked into it this morning. He's still listed as deceased. My guess is, he had his name legally changed.

Katie: But his name's still Gavin Henderson.

Speed: When he married Lori, he was Gavin Patrick Henderson. He refiled under the name Gavin J. Henderson.

Katie: That's cheating.

Speed: He's a cheeky bastard.

Katie: Alright, I have an idea. Instead of going in fists swinging, let's just get a feel for who we're dealing with. I vote a recon mission. Let's pose as Jehovah's Witness.

Speed: He's not Carter, he didn't lose his memory. He knows who we are.

Katie: That's why we're going to send in Scott.

Scott: We're sending in who now?

Speed: *looks at Scott* How do you feel about a little investigative work?

Scott: Uh...not very confident.

Katie: You'll do great. Go on out there.

Speed: Whoa, hold on. You can't send him out without a way to get him in the door. *hands over badge*

Scott: *grabs badge, looks down* ...Isn't this yours?

Speed: Yeah.

Scott: *lifts head* But I'm not a police officer.

Speed: He doesn't know that.

Scott: This is all very...illegal.

Katie: Only if he doesn't find out.

Scott: And what if he finds out?

Katie: We run like hell back to Miami.

Scott: What kind of information am I supposed to be getting?

Speed: I just want to see the little prick's face.

Katie: Find out what he's up to, if he's married, has kids, if he's on anything or off anything...stuff like that.

Scott: *opens door* I can't believe I'm doing this. *leaves*

Katie: *opens window* You're one of us!

Scott: *looks back*

Katie: *smiles, waves*

Front doorstep

Scott: *knocks on door*

2 minutes later

Scott: *looks back at truck*

Katie: *gives thumps-up*

Door opens

Scott: *looks at Gavin*

Gavin: *leans against door, crosses arms* What.

Inside truck

Katie: Whoa, he's RIPPED!

Speed: *frowns*

Front doorstep

Scott: I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time. *lifts badge* I'm with...*shakes head* Miami-Dade PD.

Gavin: Miami-Dade PD.

Scott: That's right.

Gavin: It's 5 in the morning.

Scott: It won't take long, I promise.

Gavin: *steps aside*

Scott: *smiles* Thank you. *walks in*

Gavin: *shuts door*

Truck

Katie: I wish I had X-ray vision.

Speed: *looks at Katie*

Katie: *looks at Speed*

Inside house, living room

Scott: *looks around*

Gavin: Sorry I don't have any coffee going, it's y'know...5 in the morning. *sits*

Scott: Perfectly alright. *sits*

Gavin: So what does a cop from Miami want with me?

Scott: Just tying up some loose ends regarding an investigation. It's my understanding you did some undercover work quite a few years ago. You were involved with a prolific Miami gang that had ties to Dallas.

Gavin: No. I think you've got the wrong information.

Scott: I have the casefile. After your superiors uncovered new evidence that placed a bigger threat to Dallas, you had to go deep undercover to flush them out. That meant a new identity. Unfortunately, it also meant you had to cut all ties to your life at the time. Job, home...loved ones.

Gavin: *lifts eyes*

Scott: You staged your own suicide. Ringing any bells now?

Gavin: *stares at Scott*

Scott: We're simply interested in knowing the status of your undercover work in that case. We arrested a few people recently who were connected to the murders the gang commited over the course of their run. The're all awaiting trial at the moment.

Gavin: You seem to know a lot about me, I'm sure you could have found out my status over a computer screen.

Scott: I prefer the hands-on approach in these matters. You know how tardy the system can be.

Gavin: *nods*

Scott: Your status.

Gavin: Completed. I'm currently on leave.

Scott: For what?

Gavin: None of your business.

Scott: *smiles* Pardon my curiosity. I'm told you were one of the best.

Gavin: Is that so.

Scott: Someone was telling me about the gang case in Miami, I can't remember who it was but...*wags finger* apparently you pulled off a pretty convincing torturer. I've seen guys fall completely on their asses and even chicken out but you...you stuck with it. Even went through with a few kidnaps. I gotta ask, how did you manage to get the information the gang needed from those people without laying a finger on them?

Gavin: *looks around*

Scott: Oh I'm sorry, it must be uncomfortable for you to talk about. I heard you got involved with one of them.

Gavin: You sure hear a lot.

Scott: It's true, isn't it? I mean, it happens. There are just some people you can't help but feel connected to, no matter what the situation may be.

Gavin: *looks at Scott's hand* You're married.

Scott: *smiles* Happily.

Gavin: I was married once.

Scott: That woman you kidnapped, right?

Gavin: *nods* ...*looks down at table* ...I find myself thinking about her every now and then. I wonder if she ever moved on...if she's happy. *smirks* If she ever thinks about me.

Scott: *stares at Gavin*

Gavin: *lifts head* Well anyway, life goes on.

Scott: That it does. Thanks for your time, I appreciate it.

Gavin: Good luck with the rest of your case.

Scott: *nods, stands*

Gavin: *stands*

Scott: *walks over to door*

Gavin: Oh I uh, didn't get your name.

Scott: *looks back* Tom Carter.

Gavin: It was a nice to meet you, Detective.

Scott: Likewise. *opens door* Take care of yourself. *walks away, shuts door*

Inside truck

Katie: Here he comes, here he comes!

Scott: *opens door, gets inside truck* I'm never doing that again. *throws badge onto front seat*

Speed: So? What was he like?

Scott: At first glance, not as bad as you guys made him out to be all the way here.

Katie: Yeah well first encounters aren't always prime for a truthful display of ones character.

Speed/Scott: *look at Katie*

Katie: Who else could go for some breakfast? I'm starving.

TBC.............................
 
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:lol::lol::lol:

He used Tom's name, why do I have a feeling that'll come back to bite Scott in the butt

I loved Anni's threat to Katie.

Scott went with them, I was surprised. But I guess Scott had to stop Speed from killing him.

Great update Geni :thumbsup:
 
HAhahaha, I never thought that Scott would fall for the insanity! But I was proven wrong. He's now apart of the loon squad* tilts head* welcome to the party, Mr. Finch. I gotta say,though, he was an awesome bs artist. From the little information he had, he made way very well. I could see though, when Gavin talked about Lori, how Scott tensed a bit. It was cool..lol

Interesting caper. And no one got hurt... always a plus in my book!

Awesome update!
 
Oh Holy hell! Lol! I can't believe he told him his name was Tom Carter! Lol! I hope Gavin doesn't call the PD. or better yet show up in Miami looking for him ! Poor Tom hes gonna kill Scott for using his name in this caper!

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks so much for the fantastical reviews! :)

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Miami Crime Lab, reception, 2 days later

Gavin: *steps up to counter*

Cop: *lifts head* Can I help you?

Gavin: I'm looking for Tom Carter.

Cop: *grabs phone, dials*

Gavin: *looks around*

Elevator doors open

Lori: *steps off elevator*

Gavin: *looks over at elevator*

Lori: *takes off shades*

Gavin: *wide-eyed, looks down at counter, covers eyes*

Lori: *walks over to counter, smiles* Hey is Tom around?

Cop: What is this, Tom Carter day? I already paged him.

Lori: Oh, is someone else lookin' to see him? I can come back.

Cop: *points* This gentleman right here.

Lori: *looks at Gavin*

Gavin: *turns head away*

Lori: *looks at Cop, lifts brow*

Cop: *shrugs*

Tom: *walks over* You rang?

Lori: Hey, I wanted to talk to you about the other day when you have a minute.

Gavin: *looks at Tom, frowns*

Tom: *looks at Gavin* Sure. Hey, you wanted to see me?

Gavin: *turns around, walks away*

Lori: *looks back*

Tom: ...Or not.

Lori: Strange man. Anyway, *looks at Tom* come on. *grabs Tom's arm*

Atrium

Lori: *stops, turns around* Okay, I was completely inappropriate with you. I'm sorry. I stopped taking my meds per the doctor's recommendation and apparently that was a bad idea. I'm back on them.

Tom: I understand.

Lori: You do?

Tom: Mhm.

Lori: Thanks. Believe me, the last thing I want to do right now is push you up against a wall and have my way with you.

Tom: ...Not quite sure how to take that.

Lori: *smirks*

Tom: It's okay, I know what you mean.

Lori: *sits on bench*

Tom: *sits, leans forward*

Lori: It's amazing how we got where we are today. *shakes head* I can't believe you're the same man I met at that crack house in the Grove.

Tom: It's definitely crazy. Especially the part where you jumped into an old dirty bed with me after we had only met 5 minutes before.

Lori: *scrunches nose* Not one of my high points.

Tom: ...I'm sorry for that.

Lori: *looks at Tom*

Tom: I used you like a piece of bubble gum. I didn't care about you.

Lori: I did the same thing, Tom. You're not the only one to blame.

Tom: *looks down at floor*

Lori: Besides, I know you've changed.

Tom: Yeah and it's doing me a whole hell of a lot of good.

Lori: Yes. You're sitting here. Alive.

Tom: *looks at Lori*

Lori: Maybe you don't care but I do.

Tom: *clears throat* So um...where's Scott?

Lori: *blinks* I don't know. He went out last night to drive my mother home after she called saying she was in a ditch somewhere out near the glades. She sounded pretty drunk. Maybe he stayed with her until she sobered up. *grabs phone, dials*

The All-Nighter Bar & Exotic Dance Palace, 11:15am

Katie: WHEW! Get me some more 1s!

Cellphone rings

Katie: WHO'S DING-A-LING-A-LINGING!

Scott: That'd be me! *fumbles with phone, drops it*

Katie: IT'S STILL LING-A-LINGING! THE GIRLS ARE GETTING ANNOYED!

Scott: *stands, staggers*

Katie: Okay! Scotty misses his lap dance!

Scott: *falls to knees, grabs at phone, blinks* Wow. This phone is LOUD.

Katie: YEAH SO ANSWER IT!

Scott: *opens phone* Y'ello!

Lori: You alright? You didn't come home last night.

Scott: Who is this?

Lori: Lori.

Scott: *snickers* Lori who?

Katie: *giggles*

Lori: Lori your wife.

Scott: Oh babe you're missing out. You should have come down and danced with the other girls, it would have been HOT.

Lori: Where did my mother take you and how much alcohol did you drink.

Scott: I only had *lifts 4 fingers* 2 drinks. Something called a...a...*squints*

Katie: KABLAMO!

Scott: *smiles* A Kablamo! It burns your insides for a minute but then you get too dizzy to pay attention to it and before you know it, the fun continues!

Lori: Where is this place?

Scott: Narnia.

Guy: *grabs at girl*

Girl: GET LOST ALREADY! I SAID NO! *kicks at Guy*

Scott: HEY! NO TOUCHING GIRLS! *stands, staggers over to Guy, grabs him*

Phone drops

Scott: *punches Guy in the face*

Guy: *shoves Scott into table*

Beer bottles shatter everywhere

Scott: *grabs chair, bashes Guy across the head*

Katie: *pumps fists* FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!

Miami Lab, atrium

Lori: *puts finger in ear* Scott? Scott! *looks down at phone*

Tom: ...What's that all about?

Lori: *frowns* Ugh, I'm going to kill them BOTH. *stands, walks away*

Tom: *stares down hallway*

The All-Nighter Bar & Exotic Dance Palace

Lori: *walks in*

Manager: *slams Scott against wall* Take a hike before I call the cops!

Scott: I *points to self* am an American HERO! You can't get me arrested! *trips over table, grabs onto wall*

Katie: YEAH! HE'S SUPERMAN!

Scott: You don't know it right now 'cause I left my cape at home.

Lori: *shakes head, walks over* Get in the car. *grabs Scott by the shirt*

Scott: *smiles* Oh hey Lori. Care to do a few lap dances? I have some 1s in my wallet.

Lori: Move. *looks at Katie* I'm going to talk to YOU later.

Katie: Why do you have to ruin my fun? I just got him loosened up.

Scott: *smiling, slaps Lori's belly* How goes that special recipe of ours called human creation?

Lori: *pushes Scott's hand*

Scott: You know, pregnant chicks usually get twice as much money up on stage.

Lori: *opens door* Truck's out front, get in.

Scott: *staggers over to truck, grabs doorhandle*

Lori: Uh, I think I'll drive. You get in on the other side.

Scott: This truck has more than ONE side? That's the COOLEST thing EVER. *staggers around*

Lori: *opens door, gets inside*

Inside truck, road

Lori: *looks over at Scott*

Scott: Did anyone ever tell you yer mad when yer beautiful?

Lori: *sigh* Why did you agree to go with her to a strip club?

Scott: She duct taped my wrists and threw me into the trunk.

Lori: What?

Scott: She wouldn't lemme out until I had some Kablamos and they were GOOD! *laughs*

Lori: *rolls eyes*

Scott: I used to get locked in lotsa places. There was this quiet closet in kindergarten and I used to be a pretty loud kid. Now, *lifts finger* my dad would always tell me to do what grown-ups said. The teacher put me in the quiet closet 'cause I was bein' loud and he told me to be quiet so that's what I did. I listened. 'Cept he forgot I was in there 'cause I was so quiet and I didn't get out 'til the next afternoon when he was gonna put another kid in there for bein' loud.

Lori: *lifts brow*

Scott: Maybe I shoulda stopped bein' quiet for a little while, 'cause I got kinda hungry in that closet. *leans head back on seat* I wonder why my parents didn't notice I didn't come home.

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: They always had stuff to do, y'know? Benefits, parties, lots of important things to do. They were IMPORTANT people.

Lori: ...Uh huh.

Scott: But it's okay. *laughs* It's ALL okay. 'Cause when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. Yep. *looks over, smiling* I tell ya, Lori. I could have my own lemonade factory by now.

Lori: I know what you mean.

Scott: I met your dead husband the other day. Nice fella.

Lori: *looks at Scott* What?

Scott: *leans against window, closes eyes*

Lori: Scott? *pokes Scott*

TBC................................
 
OKAY..first...Scott's freaking HILARIOUS when drunk. Second, I love that Lori was able to talk to Tom without having irrational thoughts * the miracle of medicine, I tell ya*, and thirdly....Someone needs to take Katie to the side and smack her. Not everyday is a party...And where the heck is Speed? Knocked out somewhere? LOL...What a great getaway...seriously.

Apparently Lori hides a wealth of patience because had she been the Lori of old, there would've been a WHOLE lot of whoop a** let out on both Scotty and Katie.

Awesome update!

ps...*sigh* last one for a while.... what am i to do???? lol
 
Lol! OMG! Katie is in so much trouble! lol! We I hope she find somewhere to hide for a good long time, and then when she thinks its safe to come out she better hide again! Yeah where is speed ! His ass better be home tending to his wife and baby!

Speeds not gonna be happy when he finds out that Scott let the cat out of the bag about Gaven! lol! and wonder what old Gavin is thinking about since he now knows that that was not Tom Carter at his house in Dallas! I knew that was a bad Idea Scott. Tom is gonna be sooo pissed off! lol!

great update Geni !
 
OMG! That was awesome. Scott + drinking = HILARIOUS

I knew Gavin was going to show up, and oops...he told Lori

Great update Geni, can't wait to read more
 
I go away, and Gavin comes back? Oh, my goodness gracious...

Way to break the news to her, Scotty! Someone should get that man some water. He's going to have one hell of a hangover.

Yay for Riley coming back into this. :D I like Riley.

The trip was kind of interesting...

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

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Gables Estates, master bathroom, 5pm​

Scott: *leaning over toilet*​

Lori: *steps in* HI! HOW ARE YOU DOING?​

Scott: Ugh. *covers ears*​

Lori: *smiles* Too many Kablamos?​

Scott: That's not *clears throat* funny, Lori.​

Lori: *sits on floor* Steph wanted to know why you were vomiting. I told her that's what happens when daddies do stupid things.​

Scott: *rubs eyes* Ow. *touches cheek* What happened?​

Lori: My mother dragged you to a strip club where you got into a fight with some guy that had sticky fingers for the girls.​

Scott: *lifts brow*​

Lori: You were sure out of it. *scoffs* You said you had met my dead husband and that he was a nice guy.​

Scott: *looks down at toilet* Did I.​

Lori: What the hell were in those things? Hallucinogens?​

Scott: *leans back against bathtub* Lori, I think we need to talk.​

Lori: About what?​

Scott: Your husband.​

Lori: ...You're my husband.​

Scott: No, the other one.​

Lori: Gavin? What about him?​

Scott: He's alive.​

Lori: *stares at Scott*​

Scott: *staring at Lori*​

Lori: *laughs* You're more hung-over than I thought.​

Scott: I spoke to him 2 days ago.​

Lori: I think you were being mislead. Gavin died 6 years ago. I saw him shoot himself in the head.​

Scott: He's not dead. He lives in Hollywood Heights, works for the Dallas PD and he's currently on leave after completing 3 and a half years of undercover work.​

Lori: *staring at Scott*​

Scott: Your mother found him by accident. That's why I was gone the other night.​

Lori: No no no...*laughs* this is crazy. You're saying he faked his death? Why? Why would he do that?​

Scott: I don't know...maybe it seemed more legit if he had a witness.​

Lori: *frowns*​

Scott: I saw him with my own two eyes, Lori.​

Lori: *scratches head*​

Scott: *closes toilet lid*​

Lori: Did you tell him who you were?​

Scott: Not exactly.​

Lori: *lifts brow*​

Scott: I told him I was Carter.​

Lori: Do you realize how illegal that was?​

Scott: Yes.​

Lori: Oh my God.​

Scott: What?​

Lori: Oh my God. *stands, runs*​

Scott: *stands* Lori?​

Downstairs, foyer​

Lori: *grabs purse* Can you watch Steph? I'm going out.​

Scott: Where?​

Lori: A man came to the lab this morning looking for Tom. I couldn't really see his face and he flaked out before Tom could speak to him.​

Scott: Wait, you think Gavin came to Miami.​

Lori: I'm going to find out.​

Scott: How?​

Lori: You leave that to me.​

Scott: *steps over* Even if you do find him, what's the point?​

Lori: I want to look him in the face.​

Scott: Does every Speedle act like this?​

Lori: What are you talking about? I'm a Finch. *smiles* Sorry if i'm ruining your family's reputation.​

Scott: You mean the reputation of negligence and murder?​

Lori: *grabs keys* I'll be back in a few hours.​

Scott: Lori, I don't think this is a good idea.​

Lori: Don't worry, I won't sleep with him.​

Scott: Funny.​

Lori: *leaves, shuts door*​

Scott: *sigh*​

Delano hotel, 7pm​

Lori: *walks up to door, knocks on it*​

2 minutes later​

Lori: *bangs on door*​

Gavin: *opens door*​

Lori: *looks at Gavin*​

Gavin: *stares at Lori*​

Lori: You son-of-a-bitch. *pushes Gavin, walks in*​

Gavin: *turns around, shuts door*​

Lori: *turns around* You son-of-a-BITCH!​

Gavin: *crosses arms*​

Lori: YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME!​

Gavin: *lowers eyes* That wasn't possible.​

Lori: Bull. You just wanted to further your career and reduce all the complications.​

Gavin: I helped put 75 men behind bars. Murderers. Leaving you was worth it.​

Lori: Oh I'm sure it was.​

Gavin: What do you want? An apology?​

Lori: It's the least you could do. Not that you would mean it.​

Gavin: *stares at Lori*​

Lori: The man you met in Texas is my husband, Scott.​

Gavin: I figured he was someone associated with you. So you've been tailing me.​

Lori: *shakes head* No. I just found out from someone else. *sits on bed*​

Gavin: *sits* You...look good.​

Lori: I've been clean for a while now.​

Gavin: It shows.​

Lori: *looks around*​

Gavin: *reaches up* May I?​

Lori: *looks at Gavin*​

Gavin: *touches Lori's cheek*​

Lori: *turns head away*​

Gavin: *lowers hand*​

Lori: I don't know you.​

Gavin: Just trying to make sure it's really you.​

Lori: It is. *looks at Gavin* I can't say the same for the company I'm keeping.​

Gavin: *lowers head*​

Lori: *bounces knees*​

Gavin: *looks around*​

Lori: You with anyone?​

Gavin: *lifts brow*​

Lori: *shrugs* Just curious.​

Gavin: I'm seeing someone. She's a doctor in Dallas.​

Lori: Oh? Good for you. How'd you two meet?​

Gavin: I needed a bullet removed from my leg and she did the procedure.​

Lori: Shot in the line of duty, huh.​

Gavin: Uh, it was actually a misfire.​

Lori: That was stupid of you.​

Gavin: Evidently.​

Lori: And aside from shooting yourself in the leg, what else have you been up to?​

Gavin: Work.​

Lori: Uh huh, uh huh, that's nice. And the-​

Gavin: Wait, are you trying to make small-talk?​

Lori: You got a problem with that?​

Gavin: No. It's just not really your thing.​

Lori: Well I'm finished being angry so I want to know how you've been.​

Gavin: You're finished being angry. This fast.​

Lori: It's something I've been working on. Scott's been helping me to...think before I react and to forgive people instead of carrying anger around.​

Gavin: *nods slowly* Does he help you a lot?​

Lori: Oh yeah. I learned how to do my taxes, how to shop for appropriate clothes, how to cook, how to budget, how t-​

Gavin: I get it.​

Lori: Right.​

Gavin: He seems like a good guy.​

Lori: He is.​

Gavin: Do you y'all have any kids?​

Lori: *smiles* One so far. Stephanie. We're workin' on the second one as we speak.​

Gavin: *stares blankly*​

Lori: *smiling*​

Gavin: Huh. Never thought you'd agree to have one, let alone two. *tilts head* Definitely not while we were married at least.​

Lori: *smile fades* ...We were young and stupid. It would have been a bad idea.​

Gavin: *nods*​

Lori: I didn't love you, Gavin. Not like I should have. *lowers head* I've changed. A lot. And I think it's been for the better.​

Gavin: You do seem...happy.​

Lori: *smiles* I am.​

Gavin: *stares at Lori*​

Lori: I would hope that you are too.​

Gavin: I'm getting there.​

Lori: Good enough I suppose. *stands*​

Gavin: *stands*​

Lori: It was um...nice to see you alive and well. Despite what you did.​

Gavin: *extends hand*​

Lori: *looks down, grabs Gavin's hand*​

Gavin: Have a safe trip home, Lori.​

Lori: You too. *walks away*​

Gavin: *walks over to bar, grabs bottle*​

Gables Estates, house​

Lori: *walks in* I'm back!​

Upstairs, office​

Lori: *steps in* Hey.​

Scott: *staring at laptop* Hey, I was going to be right down. I just have to e-mail this.​

Lori: *sits* I kept all my clothes on.​

Scott: *looks at Lori*​

Lori: *smiles*​

Scott: How was the visit?​

Lori: Weird...awkward...terrifying. I have to say, on the way back, I was thinking to myself what life would have been like if Gavin had never left and...*shakes head* you know what? I'm glad he did.​

Scott: *lifts brow*​

Lori: *hugs Scott's arm*​

Scott: I don't mean to sound like an ass but...I'm kind of glad he did too.​

Lori: *smirks, lifts head*​

Scott: *kisses Lori*​

Lori: *smiles*​

Steph: *runs in* Momma! MOMMA!​

Lori: *smile fades, looks at Steph* What?​

Steph: Where's ma dinner?​

Lori: Daddy didn't make you dinner?​

Steph: *shakes head*​

Lori: *looks at Scott*​

Scott: Uh, I got a bit carried away with my proposal e-mail. I'll go get her dinner right now. *stands, walks away*​

Steph: *climbs up onto chair*​

Lori: You going to finish his e-mail?​

Steph: Nope. I'm gonna play cards. *grabs mouse*​

Lori: I don't think Daddy would appreciate that.​

Steph: Daddy's not here, Momma. *smiles, puts finger up to lips* Shhhh.​

Lori: *smiles* Nice try. *grabs Steph, plunks her on lap*​

Steph: How come you're allowed on his 'puter?​

Lori: Because I'm a grown-up. *grabs mouse*​

Steph: When will I be a grown-up?​

Lori: Not for a while. *clicks mouse*​

Laptop beeps​

Lori: Uh oh.​

Steph: *looks up* Uh oh?​

Lori: Um...*taps keys*​

Steph: *looks at screen*​

Screen turns blue​

Lori: Oh shit.​

Steph: Momma, that's a bad word.​

Lori: *slams on keys*​

Steph: It looks broke, Momma.​

Lori: I would say that's a fair assumption.​

Steph: *jumps off lap, runs downstairs*​

Lori: *covers eyes*​

Upstairs, 10 minutes later​

Scott: *steps in*​

Lori: *looks at Scott*​

Scott: What's wrong with my computer?​

Lori: Uh...it sort of froze and now it's busted.​

Scott: *walks over, sits*​

Lori: *bites nails*​

Scott: *stares at laptop* ...Lori, this had everything on it.​

Lori: Maybe you shouldn't have put everything on it.​

Scott: *looks at Lori*​

Lori: *smiles nervously*​

Scott: *looks back at laptop*​

Lori: I'm sorry.​

Scott: It's alright. *looks at Lori, smiles* I'm going to New York in the morning, I'll take care of it there.​

Lori: *sigh* Oh good.​

Scott: What do you say we get some dinner. *grabs Lori's hand*​

Lori: *nods*​

Empire State Building, boardroom, 8am​

Bob: *fiddling with folder*​

Executive: *scribbling*​

Scott: *walks in, shuts door* I thought our meeting wasn't scheduled until this afternoon. Where's Kim?​

Bob: You didn't hear on the news?​

Scott: I didn't get a chance to catch the news. What's going on?​

Executive: Kim's dead.​

Scott: *looks at Executive*​

Executive: The maid found her hanging in her kitchen this morning.​

Scott: *stares at Executive*​

Bob: There was a note.​

Scott: *sits in chair*​

Bob: The curse continues, huh.​

TBC.........................................​
 
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First of all...WELCOME BACK! I so missed this!...I was having withdrawls ....seriously.

And secondly....KIMMY'S DEAD?>??? There's a note? *cue in ominous dramatic music* It was a...suicide? How come I don't quite believe it? Kimmy just didn't seem like the type. Ah well, we never know until we walk a mile in their shoes...It's just ...shocking.

Even more shocking...Lori kept her clothes on. Although in her favor, Gavin wasn't really what I would call a panty dropper in the first place. He was too much of an ass. Glad that Lori kept her wits about herself. That's awesome. Even more awesome, Scott's being more than benevolent. If it were my computer...

Awesome update, Geni...!
 
Hey Welcome back oh Nomad of the hinterlands !

Ding Dong the witch is dead Ding Dong the wicked witch is dead! I guess Scott want have to worry about her messing with him anymore will he! but why do I feel like he will be drug into this on some level that will cause him problams.

I am proud that Lori keep her cool when she went to see Gavin! She didn't maim, torcher or attempt to kill him, And her close didn't fall off her body mystirously wich is alway a good thing for her! I guess thats a magical power that only Tom has at his desposal !

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks so much for the reviews! :D

And it's great to be back. :) I swear, I was going through withdrawls too so you're not alone. :lol:

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Miami Crime Lab, layout room, 10am

Tom: *stares through microscope*

Speed: *walks in* Where's my evidence?

Tom: What evidence?

Speed: My trace.

Tom: Did you check the trace lab?

Speed: *frowns* No, it's the early onset alzheimers. I don't know what the hell I do around here.

Tom: *lifts eyes*

Speed: My trace.

Tom: *grabs folder* It's in here.

Speed: *walks over, takes folder* You aren't even supposed to have this. Horatio w-

Tom: Passed it on to yours truly.

Speed: Why?

Tom: Because I'm working the case with him.

Speed: I'm the trace analyst.

Tom: Apparently he thought I could handle it.

Speed: You're not qualified.

Tom: You're not on this case.

Speed: *staring at Tom*

Tom: *smiles, waves* Bye bye.

Speed: You've got an attitude problem.

Tom: I hear that works for some people. *grabs folder back*

Speed: I'm going to go talk to Horatio. *walks away*

Tom: *shakes head, looks down into scope*

Office

Horatio: *sits on desk* What's on your mind?

Speed: Carter's not qualified to process trace evidence in a murder investigation.

Horatio: *crosses arms* And you know that how?

Speed: It's Carter.

Horatio: He's worked very hard. He's passing all of his proficiencies. I've been personally training with him.

Speed: I don't like him.

Horatio: Unfortunately that has no bearing on my decision to keep him on.

Speed: Okay, conflict of interest then.

Horatio: How so?

Speed: He slept with my daughter.

Horatio: ...It's my understanding they're not currently in a relationship.

Speed: It's still a conflict.

Horatio: How?

Speed: I still hate him.

Horatio: I can move you to the night shift if you'd prefer.

Speed: Move him to the night shift.

Horatio: I want him on days.

Speed: What for?

Horatio: He needs stability. I don't want to complicate things by switching him around because you're uncomfortable working in the same building as him.

Speed: He's a worthless drug addict. He doesn't belong in a lab, he belongs behind bars.

Horatio: *looks at door*

Speed: *looks back*

Tom: *standing in doorway*

Horatio: Detective.

Tom: ...I have the report you wanted, Lieutenant.

Horatio: *nods* Thank you.

Tom: *walks over, places folder on desk*

Horatio: You can take a break if you're not busy with anything right now.

Tom: *walks away*

Horatio: *looks at Speed*

Speed: I'm not apologizing.

Horatio: *sigh*

Biscayne Park, 3pm

Tom: *opens soda* And then he says I'm better off behind bars.

Lori: I'm sure he didn't mean it.

Tom: *frowns*

Lori: Okay, maybe he did. Just ignore him.

Tom: How can I ignore someone who's in my face 24/7? I just want to do my job.

Lori: Did you talk to Horatio?

Tom: He'd probably just defend him. Why stick up for a worthless drug addict?

Lori: I...apologize for his behaviour.

Tom: It's not your fault your father's an ass.

Lori: Why did he get up in your grill anyway? *drinks water*

Tom: I was processing trace evidence.

Lori: *coughs, covers mouth*

Tom: *lifts brow*

Lori: *clears throat* Really.

Tom: Yeah. Apparently I had an attitude problem. Well he can shove his precious evidence up his ass then.

Lori: *shivers*

Tom: ...You okay?

Lori: Mhm. *places cup on counter* I'm going to go home and puke.

Tom: What?

Lori: *shakes head* Uh, pregnancy thing. I'm sure. *walks away, shuts door*

Tom: *shrugs, drinks soda*

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