CSI:Miami Road Trip #11: We Ain't Comin' Home
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racefh853629
Pathologist
Kids are ridiculously cruel... *huggles Stephie* Don't worry, kiddo. When you're older, Momma Lori'll teach you how to kick their butts! :lol:
Great update!
Great update!
Thanks so much for the reviews! 
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Miami bar, next day, 2pm
Scott: *steps in, looks around*
Speed: *drinks beer*
Scott: *walks over, sits* Iced water, please.
Bartender: *nods, walks away*
Speed: ...Water?
Scott: I'm still on the clock.
Speed: *drinks*
Scott: *grabs beer from Speed*
Speed: *looks at Scott*
Scott: So are you.
Speed: *frowns*
Scott: Saw your Hummer out front.
Speed: Do you always stick your head where it doesn't belong?
Scott: If it involves family, yes.
Bartender: *walks over, places glass on counter*
Speed: I'll have another.
Bartender: *turns around, grabs bottle*
Scott: No he won't.
Bartender: ...*places bottle back*
Speed: *looks at Scott* You do realize you're only the king of your company and not the entire world, right?
Scott: Since you seem to have so much time on your hands, why don't you go visit your daughter instead of sitting here drinking.
Speed: Go preach to a wall. It'll be much more effective.
Scott: It's just a suggestion.
Speed: Noted. Now get lost.
Scott: No.
Speed: You have 3 seconds to get out of my face, Finch.
Scott: *stares at Speed*
Speed: *swings arm*
Scott: *grabs Speed's wrist, twists it behind his back*
Speed: AGH!
Scott: *drops Speed onto counter* I think you've had a little too much to drink so I'm going to take you home.
Speed: N-
Scott: My home. I'll call your boss and tell him you're taking the rest of the day.
Speed: *frowning*
Gables Estates, house, 2:30pm
Speed: *pushes Scott* Let go!
Scott: *shuts door*
Lori: *walks downstairs* What's going on?
Scott: I found your father. At a bar.
Lori: *looks at Speed*
Speed: The horror of it all.
Lori: *grabs Speed's arm* Come on in.
Kitchen
Lori: Sit.
Speed: *knocks chair across the kitchen*
Lori: *stares at chair* ...Or not. *takes Speed by the shoulders* Let's go into the living room then. You can't throw the couch across the house...*looks down* you're wearing your badge. *lifts head* Where's your gun?
Scott: I took it.
Lori: *looks at Scott*
Speed: What the hell does it matter anyway, it's not like I'll actually shoot anything with it.
Lori: *smirks* Living room.
Living room
Speed: *staggers over to couch*
Lori: *takes Speed's arm*
Speed: *pushes Lori* Don't.
Lori: *steps back*
Speed: *sits*
Lori: *sits*
Speed: *rubs eyes*
Lori: *stares at Speed*
Speed: It was supposed to be different this time. *runs hand through hair* I was supposed to make this work. I was supposed to be a good father this time. I used to be a good father. A good husband.
Lori: You can still be all those things.
Speed: No. I've had a million chances. What makes you think chance a million and one will make any difference?
Lori: Because it did for me.
Speed: *looks at Lori*
Lori: I should be dead.
Speed: *looks down at floor*
Lori: *looks at Scott*
Scott: *stares at Lori*
Speed: ...I never wanted to lose my children, Lori. Not ever.
Lori: *wraps arms around Speed*
Speed: *lies head on Lori's chest*
Lori: *sigh* You don't need to lose her, Dad. You need to stop being so damned stubborn.
Speed: If she doesn't know who I am, she can't hate me.
Lori: *closes eyes*
Speed: She can't be disappointed in me.
Lori: *shakes head*
Upstairs hallway, 2 hours later
Lori: *shuts door*
Scott: Is he asleep?
Lori: Yeah. You know, I don't get him. You'd think the kid would be more pissed off if she found out he was her father and he never told her.
Scott: You can't blame him for wanting his child to be in a happy, stable environment.
Lori: I wasn't in a stable environment when I lived at home. It didn't make me love him any less. *walks away*
Scott: *stares down hallway*
TBC.........................
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Miami bar, next day, 2pm
Scott: *steps in, looks around*
Speed: *drinks beer*
Scott: *walks over, sits* Iced water, please.
Bartender: *nods, walks away*
Speed: ...Water?
Scott: I'm still on the clock.
Speed: *drinks*
Scott: *grabs beer from Speed*
Speed: *looks at Scott*
Scott: So are you.
Speed: *frowns*
Scott: Saw your Hummer out front.
Speed: Do you always stick your head where it doesn't belong?
Scott: If it involves family, yes.
Bartender: *walks over, places glass on counter*
Speed: I'll have another.
Bartender: *turns around, grabs bottle*
Scott: No he won't.
Bartender: ...*places bottle back*
Speed: *looks at Scott* You do realize you're only the king of your company and not the entire world, right?
Scott: Since you seem to have so much time on your hands, why don't you go visit your daughter instead of sitting here drinking.
Speed: Go preach to a wall. It'll be much more effective.
Scott: It's just a suggestion.
Speed: Noted. Now get lost.
Scott: No.
Speed: You have 3 seconds to get out of my face, Finch.
Scott: *stares at Speed*
Speed: *swings arm*
Scott: *grabs Speed's wrist, twists it behind his back*
Speed: AGH!
Scott: *drops Speed onto counter* I think you've had a little too much to drink so I'm going to take you home.
Speed: N-
Scott: My home. I'll call your boss and tell him you're taking the rest of the day.
Speed: *frowning*
Gables Estates, house, 2:30pm
Speed: *pushes Scott* Let go!
Scott: *shuts door*
Lori: *walks downstairs* What's going on?
Scott: I found your father. At a bar.
Lori: *looks at Speed*
Speed: The horror of it all.
Lori: *grabs Speed's arm* Come on in.
Kitchen
Lori: Sit.
Speed: *knocks chair across the kitchen*
Lori: *stares at chair* ...Or not. *takes Speed by the shoulders* Let's go into the living room then. You can't throw the couch across the house...*looks down* you're wearing your badge. *lifts head* Where's your gun?
Scott: I took it.
Lori: *looks at Scott*
Speed: What the hell does it matter anyway, it's not like I'll actually shoot anything with it.
Lori: *smirks* Living room.
Living room
Speed: *staggers over to couch*
Lori: *takes Speed's arm*
Speed: *pushes Lori* Don't.
Lori: *steps back*
Speed: *sits*
Lori: *sits*
Speed: *rubs eyes*
Lori: *stares at Speed*
Speed: It was supposed to be different this time. *runs hand through hair* I was supposed to make this work. I was supposed to be a good father this time. I used to be a good father. A good husband.
Lori: You can still be all those things.
Speed: No. I've had a million chances. What makes you think chance a million and one will make any difference?
Lori: Because it did for me.
Speed: *looks at Lori*
Lori: I should be dead.
Speed: *looks down at floor*
Lori: *looks at Scott*
Scott: *stares at Lori*
Speed: ...I never wanted to lose my children, Lori. Not ever.
Lori: *wraps arms around Speed*
Speed: *lies head on Lori's chest*
Lori: *sigh* You don't need to lose her, Dad. You need to stop being so damned stubborn.
Speed: If she doesn't know who I am, she can't hate me.
Lori: *closes eyes*
Speed: She can't be disappointed in me.
Lori: *shakes head*
Upstairs hallway, 2 hours later
Lori: *shuts door*
Scott: Is he asleep?
Lori: Yeah. You know, I don't get him. You'd think the kid would be more pissed off if she found out he was her father and he never told her.
Scott: You can't blame him for wanting his child to be in a happy, stable environment.
Lori: I wasn't in a stable environment when I lived at home. It didn't make me love him any less. *walks away*
Scott: *stares down hallway*
TBC.........................
Anni Grey
Coroner
Poor Speed...I really do feel for him, and in some instances I want him to fight. But at the same time, if he's doing what he thinks is right...Ultimately, I would love for Anni and Speed to come to terms with their relationship and be there for Brooklyn, together. If they are both happy, then the rest should just flow seamlessly.
Awesome update...Will we see any Anni and Tom? I would think that she'd have some conflicting feelings about everything... I mean, she's not a heartless bi-atch. LOL...
Great work!
Awesome update...Will we see any Anni and Tom? I would think that she'd have some conflicting feelings about everything... I mean, she's not a heartless bi-atch. LOL...
Great work!
racefh853629
Pathologist
*snuggles Speed* Poor thing. I think he needs his daughter(s) a lot more than he knows.
And his son-in-law definitely can't hurt!
Great update!
And his son-in-law definitely can't hurt!
Great update!
CSISDFlash
Pathologist
Ahh! Poor Speed hes so depressed! I'm glad Scott came to get him and took him home to Lori! Maybe Lori can talk some since into him before its to late! Shes right he needs to quit being so damn stubbern and just go see Brook and make the best of it!
Its notlike he can't do anything with her! Come on Speed Man up for once ! Fight for you Child this time ! you've got Lori and Riley onyour side!
Great update Geni!
Its notlike he can't do anything with her! Come on Speed Man up for once ! Fight for you Child this time ! you've got Lori and Riley onyour side!
Great update Geni!
Thanks for the awesome reviews.
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Biscayne Park, house, 4pm
Anni: *buttons up Brook's pyjamas* So you're okay with this?
Tom: *leaning against wall* With what?
Anni: A baby being here.
Tom: I'm fine with it.
Anni: ...It's kind of strange. I'm so used to Tim taking her after I get her ready for bed. *lowers head* He liked being there until she fell asleep.
Tom: *walks over, sits* It's not like he's never allowed to see her again.
Anni: I know. I'm just wondering if I did the right thing. If I could have said things differently...maybe he wouldn't feel so rotten.
Tom: He'll get over it.
Anni: *nods*
Tom: Here, why don't I take her.
Anni: Really?
Tom: Yeah. *picks up Brook*
Brook: *grabs Tom's cheek*
Tom: *smiles* Hey there.
Anni: She likes you.
Tom: Good because I had a cat once and he didn't like me very much.
Anni: Babies are slightly different than cats. Less claws.
Tom: *laughs*
Bedroom, 12am
Anni: *staring up at Tom*
Tom: *places thumb on Anni's cheek* How did we never cross paths before?
Anni: Maybe some things are worth the wait.
Tom: *lowers head, kisses Anni*
Anni: *smiles*
Tom: I want you to marry me.
Anni: *smile fades*
Tom: *stares at Anni*
Anni: ...Yes.
Tom: *smiles*
Gables Estates, house, 1am
Lori: *opens fridge*
Speed: *walks up behind Lori* Hey.
Lori: *jumps* AH! *looks back* You almost gave me a heart attack. What the hell are you doing up?
Speed: I was awake.
Lori: And sober, I hope.
Speed: *nods*
Lori: Don't scare me like that again.
Speed: *lifts brow*
Lori: *wraps arms around Speed*
Speed: *hugs Lori* I'm okay, Lori.
Lori: Good because I'm not ever putting my passed out father to bed again.
Speed: *angry sigh* I'm sorry.
Lori: *hugs tighter*
Steph: *walks over, dragging stuffed pony* Momma, I don't feel good.
Lori: *looks at Steph* How do you mean?
Steph: *wipes forehead* Hot.
Lori: *lets go of Speed, kneels* Hot, huh. *places hand on Steph's forehead* Yup. You're running a fever. I'll get you something to help with that, okay? But you gotta stay in bed after. Sick tummies like when little girls run around, it makes them stronger.
Steph: *nods*
Speed: *smirks*
Lori: *lifts Steph, places her in chair* I'll be right back. *walks over to cupboard, opens it*
Speed: *staring at Steph*
Lori: *grabs pill bottle* You want to do me a favour and get her a cool cloth?
Speed: Sure. *walks over to sink, grabs towel*
Lori: *pulls out pills, walks over to table* Chew these.
Steph: Yuckie. I don't like grape.
Lori: That's all we have.
Steph: No Momma, I'm gonna puke. *pushes Lori's hand*
Lori: You'll be even sicker if you don't take these.
Steph: They gross.
Lori: They work.
Steph: *grabs pills, dumps them into mouth*
Speed: *walks over*
Lori: *takes cloth, dabs Steph's forehead* Feel a little better?
Steph: *nods*
Lori: *picks up Steph* Keep this cloth on your forehead.
Steph: *takes cloth, puts it against forehead*
Lori: Let's go upstairs and put you back to bed.
Steph: *points to table* MOMMA!
Lori: What?
Steph: PONY!
Lori: Of course.
Speed: I got it. *grabs stuffed pony*
Lori: *walks away*
Upstairs, hallway
Speed: *crosses arms*
Lori: *steps over* And the world can breathe a sigh of relief.
Speed: Goodnight, Lori. *walks over to bedroom*
Lori: Night.
Speed: *looks back* Oh uh...tell Scott 'thanks'. *walks into room, shuts door*
Lori: *nods*
TBC.........................
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Biscayne Park, house, 4pm
Anni: *buttons up Brook's pyjamas* So you're okay with this?
Tom: *leaning against wall* With what?
Anni: A baby being here.
Tom: I'm fine with it.
Anni: ...It's kind of strange. I'm so used to Tim taking her after I get her ready for bed. *lowers head* He liked being there until she fell asleep.
Tom: *walks over, sits* It's not like he's never allowed to see her again.
Anni: I know. I'm just wondering if I did the right thing. If I could have said things differently...maybe he wouldn't feel so rotten.
Tom: He'll get over it.
Anni: *nods*
Tom: Here, why don't I take her.
Anni: Really?
Tom: Yeah. *picks up Brook*
Brook: *grabs Tom's cheek*
Tom: *smiles* Hey there.
Anni: She likes you.
Tom: Good because I had a cat once and he didn't like me very much.
Anni: Babies are slightly different than cats. Less claws.
Tom: *laughs*
Bedroom, 12am
Anni: *staring up at Tom*
Tom: *places thumb on Anni's cheek* How did we never cross paths before?
Anni: Maybe some things are worth the wait.
Tom: *lowers head, kisses Anni*
Anni: *smiles*
Tom: I want you to marry me.
Anni: *smile fades*
Tom: *stares at Anni*
Anni: ...Yes.
Tom: *smiles*
Gables Estates, house, 1am
Lori: *opens fridge*
Speed: *walks up behind Lori* Hey.
Lori: *jumps* AH! *looks back* You almost gave me a heart attack. What the hell are you doing up?
Speed: I was awake.
Lori: And sober, I hope.
Speed: *nods*
Lori: Don't scare me like that again.
Speed: *lifts brow*
Lori: *wraps arms around Speed*
Speed: *hugs Lori* I'm okay, Lori.
Lori: Good because I'm not ever putting my passed out father to bed again.
Speed: *angry sigh* I'm sorry.
Lori: *hugs tighter*
Steph: *walks over, dragging stuffed pony* Momma, I don't feel good.
Lori: *looks at Steph* How do you mean?
Steph: *wipes forehead* Hot.
Lori: *lets go of Speed, kneels* Hot, huh. *places hand on Steph's forehead* Yup. You're running a fever. I'll get you something to help with that, okay? But you gotta stay in bed after. Sick tummies like when little girls run around, it makes them stronger.
Steph: *nods*
Speed: *smirks*
Lori: *lifts Steph, places her in chair* I'll be right back. *walks over to cupboard, opens it*
Speed: *staring at Steph*
Lori: *grabs pill bottle* You want to do me a favour and get her a cool cloth?
Speed: Sure. *walks over to sink, grabs towel*
Lori: *pulls out pills, walks over to table* Chew these.
Steph: Yuckie. I don't like grape.
Lori: That's all we have.
Steph: No Momma, I'm gonna puke. *pushes Lori's hand*
Lori: You'll be even sicker if you don't take these.
Steph: They gross.
Lori: They work.
Steph: *grabs pills, dumps them into mouth*
Speed: *walks over*
Lori: *takes cloth, dabs Steph's forehead* Feel a little better?
Steph: *nods*
Lori: *picks up Steph* Keep this cloth on your forehead.
Steph: *takes cloth, puts it against forehead*
Lori: Let's go upstairs and put you back to bed.
Steph: *points to table* MOMMA!
Lori: What?
Steph: PONY!
Lori: Of course.
Speed: I got it. *grabs stuffed pony*
Lori: *walks away*
Upstairs, hallway
Speed: *crosses arms*
Lori: *steps over* And the world can breathe a sigh of relief.
Speed: Goodnight, Lori. *walks over to bedroom*
Lori: Night.
Speed: *looks back* Oh uh...tell Scott 'thanks'. *walks into room, shuts door*
Lori: *nods*
TBC.........................
Anni Grey
Coroner
Oh aww... Tom's asked Anni to marry! How awesome! One would question the speed of this all, but hey, it's the RT- it can happen! I think they're going to be so great wiht each other though. And Tom will be the greatest with Brook. I do like however, how you gave Anni doubt as to how she did things, and how Tom comforted her. *Sigh...* they are great for each other!
Poor Speed, he's slolwy comign to the realization that things are changing. Where I dont necessarily see that he needs to give up custody of Brook, I can still see his reasonings. It's solely up to him...
Awesome update!
Poor Speed, he's slolwy comign to the realization that things are changing. Where I dont necessarily see that he needs to give up custody of Brook, I can still see his reasonings. It's solely up to him...
Awesome update!
CSISDFlash
Pathologist
Well what kinda blow will the inpending marrage bring to Speeds Ego! Well I think hes starting to think that it might be a bad idea to not see Brook ! The wa he watches Lori with Steph hes gotta be thinking about her! And really he should be proud of Lori she has been a great mother even though she has her moments sometimes! Maybe that will set him on the right path!
And yes Tom and Katie are great together! I hope they stay happy ! But I really want Speed and Katie to get back together also! they really do love eachother deep down and always will!
Great update Geni !
And yes Tom and Katie are great together! I hope they stay happy ! But I really want Speed and Katie to get back together also! they really do love eachother deep down and always will!
Great update Geni !
texmex327
Pathologist
Awwwww...**hugs Speed**
Tom asked Anni to marry him...I think she's having doubts about taking Brook away from Speed...but that could be just me
Tom & Brook, I am a sucker for a man with a baby...:lol:
Lori taking care of Speed....aww...
Great update Geni! Can't wait to read more
Tom asked Anni to marry him...I think she's having doubts about taking Brook away from Speed...but that could be just me
Tom & Brook, I am a sucker for a man with a baby...:lol:
Lori taking care of Speed....aww...
Great update Geni! Can't wait to read more
Thanks so much for the reviews! *bounces*
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Gables Estates, house, 7am
Lori: *sipping water, reading newspaper*
Scott: *fastens tie* You think this matches my outfit?
Lori: *lifts eyes* ...You're asking me fashion advice?
Scott: It just seems a little clashy.
Lori: Then don't wear a tie.
Scott: *laughs* Very funny.
Lori: *lifts brow*
Speed: *leaning against counter* I like the tie.
Lori: I don't. Makes you look old.
Scott: *looks down at tie*
Speed: She doesn't know what she's talking about. You look fine.
Scott: *pulls out tie* I think I'll go tie-less today.
Lori: *smirks, flips page*
Scott: Is Steph still sick?
Lori: Yeah, I gave her another round of meds.
Scott: Then I should see her before I go. *runs upstairs*
Lori: *sips water*
Speed: *walks over, sits*
Lori: *staring down at newspaper*
Upstairs, bedroom
Scott: *strokes Steph's cheek* Feeling any better?
Steph: *shakes head*
Scott: Then you should get lots of rest today. Right?
Steph: *nods*
Scott: I'll see you when I get home tonight.
Steph: No Daddy! *hugs Scott's arm* Don't go.
Scott: I have a job to do, Stephie. I need to go to work.
Steph: You always gotta work. *wipes eyes* No fair. *sniffs*
Scott: You'll be asleep all day, you won't even know I'm gone.
Steph: Yes *sniffs* I will. *reaches up* Daddy don't go!
Scott: *stares at Steph*
Downstairs, kitchen, 10 minutes later
Lori: *flips page, eats bagel*
Speed: *looking at watch*
Scott: *walks downstairs, sits*
Lori: *looks at Scott* ...Nice clothes. Not exactly businesswear.
Scott: I'm not going to work.
Lori: Why?
Scott: I'm not leaving Steph.
Lori: Admirable. Strange, for you. But...admirable. Why the change of heart?
Scott: She's ill. I can't just leave her.
Lori: *smiles* She totally pulled out the crocodile tears.
Scott: She was genuinely upset, Lori.
Lori: I can be genuinely upset too. And then SURPRISE, I'm fine 2 minutes later when the person I'm looking to manipulate has left the room. Don't get me wrong, I like that you're staying home b-
Scott: She's not playing me.
Speed: If you two are finished squabbling, I think I hear her screaming upstairs.
Lori: What? *stands, runs*
Scott: *runs*
Inside bedroom
Steph: *holding stomach, screaming*
Lori: What's wrong!
Steph: *crying* TUMMY HURTS!
Lori: *places hand on Steph's forehead* AH! *waves hand* Scott, I think we should take her to the hospital. She doesn't look good.
Scott: Right. I'll get the phone. *runs out*
Lori: *looks down at Steph*
Hospital, hallway, 30 minutes later
Lori: *staring through window*
Scott: *walks over*
Lori: What's wrong with her? Why's she hooked up to all that stuff?
Scott: She's in a coma.
Lori: *looks at Scott* ...I thought she just had a stomach virus. How can she suddenly be in a coma?
Scott: ...I don't know.
Lori: Was it something I did? Maybe I gave her the wrong dose of-
Scott: No. It wasn't your fault, Lori.
Lori: How do you know?
Scott: *stares at Lori*
Lori: *looks through window, covers mouth*
Scott: *wraps arm around Lori*
Lori: *lies head on Scott's chest, starts to cry*
Scott: *looks through window*
APL Manhattan Miami, 10am
Donna: *steps over* Sir?
Scott: *staring at laptop*
Donna: ...The board's ready for you. In fact, they've been waiting for...45 minutes.
Scott: *lifts head* What?
Donna: The meeting.
Scott: *looks at watch* Right. Thank you. *stands, walks away*
Boardroom
Scott: *steps in, shuts door*
Roger: Are we suddenly on your schedule, Finch?
Scott: *glances at Roger, walks around table* Let's get started. The main branch is moving and we have 4 possibilities.
Bob: Yup. *opens folder* There's London?
Scott: Let's try to stay in the United States. Not that I have anything against London.
Bob: Okay...*reading* Lower Manhattan. *lifts head* The n-
Scott: No.
Bob: ...You got a problem with that too?
Scott: *stares at Bob*
Bob: Look, I get that it's a tough place to go b-
Scott: How about this. Listen to what I'm saying instead of flapping your own mouth. I said no and it has nothing to do with my personal experiences. What else.
Bob: *clears throat, looks down at folder* ...There is one suggestion that seems popular. We build our own headquarters in New York.
Scott: I'm listening.
Bob: *hands over paper* This is the proposed plan.
Scott: *grabs paper*
Bob: There's some land for lease in the Financial District. The developer was thinking a 120-storey building.
Scott: Does the developer have an over-compensation issue? Knock it down a few floors and get back to me.
Bob: *nods*
Scott: However I would like someone to explain to me why Kimberly purchased 8 companies under the APL name.
Executive: Everyone's doing it. Trump, Pepsi, Disney, Boeing, even friggin' Oprah. Kimberly purchased failing investment firms.
Scott: *nods*
Bob: Are you feeling okay, Scotty? You seem a bit...flustered.
Scott: *places hands on hips, looks down at table* What else is on the schedule?
Bob: Uh...there's the matter of th-
Cellphone beeps
Scott: *picks up cellphone, flips it open*
Bob: The matter of the p-
Scott: Excuse me. *leaves*
Bob: -ensions...okay.
Hospital, 11:20am
Scott: *walks over* What's going on?
Cop: *pulls out cuffs, grabs Lori's arm* She's under arrest.
Scott: What? *looks at Lori* Why?
Lori: They think I poisoned Steph! *looks back* I would never intentionally try to hurt her!
Woman: *extends hand* Allison Klein, I'm a representative with Child Protective Services. You're the father?
Scott: That's right.
Allison: The doctors called us. They believe your daughter was poisoned.
Scott: Poisoned by what?
Allison: They don't know yet. We're requesting the help of Miami-Dade PD's finest. This is...rather high profile, Mister Finch, given your status.
Scott: So you're arresting my wife without any evidence.
Allison: Your wife has a criminal record and she's a known junkie.
Lori: I've been clean for years, you half-witted BITCH!
Allison: That tone won't get your daughter back.
Lori: Scott, DO SOMETHING!
Scott: *looks at Allison* How long should it take to get the tox screen back?
Allison: If it's something that wouldn't show up on the screen, it depends when the CSI team finds the offending materials. I suspect you'll be served with a warrant shortly.
Scott: *rubs face*
Lori: You're just going to let me rot in a jail cell? I DIDN'T POISON HER!
Scott: *scratches head*
Lori: Why isn't he being arrested too?
Allison: Our statistics say it's usually the mother who's responsible for intentional poisoning. Besides, Mister Finch is a respected member of society.
Lori: *looks at Scott*
Scott: *stares at Lori*
Allison: You can take her now.
Cop: *pulls Lori's arm*
Lori: *stares at Scott*
Scott: I'm sorry, Lori. There's nothing I can do. I'm sure it won't be long.
Lori: Easy for you to say. You're not looking at attempted murder.
Cop/Lori leave
Scott: *lowers eyes*
Allison: I want the name of her psychiatrist.
Scott: *closes eyes*
TBC......................................
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Gables Estates, house, 7am
Lori: *sipping water, reading newspaper*
Scott: *fastens tie* You think this matches my outfit?
Lori: *lifts eyes* ...You're asking me fashion advice?
Scott: It just seems a little clashy.
Lori: Then don't wear a tie.
Scott: *laughs* Very funny.
Lori: *lifts brow*
Speed: *leaning against counter* I like the tie.
Lori: I don't. Makes you look old.
Scott: *looks down at tie*
Speed: She doesn't know what she's talking about. You look fine.
Scott: *pulls out tie* I think I'll go tie-less today.
Lori: *smirks, flips page*
Scott: Is Steph still sick?
Lori: Yeah, I gave her another round of meds.
Scott: Then I should see her before I go. *runs upstairs*
Lori: *sips water*
Speed: *walks over, sits*
Lori: *staring down at newspaper*
Upstairs, bedroom
Scott: *strokes Steph's cheek* Feeling any better?
Steph: *shakes head*
Scott: Then you should get lots of rest today. Right?
Steph: *nods*
Scott: I'll see you when I get home tonight.
Steph: No Daddy! *hugs Scott's arm* Don't go.
Scott: I have a job to do, Stephie. I need to go to work.
Steph: You always gotta work. *wipes eyes* No fair. *sniffs*
Scott: You'll be asleep all day, you won't even know I'm gone.
Steph: Yes *sniffs* I will. *reaches up* Daddy don't go!
Scott: *stares at Steph*
Downstairs, kitchen, 10 minutes later
Lori: *flips page, eats bagel*
Speed: *looking at watch*
Scott: *walks downstairs, sits*
Lori: *looks at Scott* ...Nice clothes. Not exactly businesswear.
Scott: I'm not going to work.
Lori: Why?
Scott: I'm not leaving Steph.
Lori: Admirable. Strange, for you. But...admirable. Why the change of heart?
Scott: She's ill. I can't just leave her.
Lori: *smiles* She totally pulled out the crocodile tears.
Scott: She was genuinely upset, Lori.
Lori: I can be genuinely upset too. And then SURPRISE, I'm fine 2 minutes later when the person I'm looking to manipulate has left the room. Don't get me wrong, I like that you're staying home b-
Scott: She's not playing me.
Speed: If you two are finished squabbling, I think I hear her screaming upstairs.
Lori: What? *stands, runs*
Scott: *runs*
Inside bedroom
Steph: *holding stomach, screaming*
Lori: What's wrong!
Steph: *crying* TUMMY HURTS!
Lori: *places hand on Steph's forehead* AH! *waves hand* Scott, I think we should take her to the hospital. She doesn't look good.
Scott: Right. I'll get the phone. *runs out*
Lori: *looks down at Steph*
Hospital, hallway, 30 minutes later
Lori: *staring through window*
Scott: *walks over*
Lori: What's wrong with her? Why's she hooked up to all that stuff?
Scott: She's in a coma.
Lori: *looks at Scott* ...I thought she just had a stomach virus. How can she suddenly be in a coma?
Scott: ...I don't know.
Lori: Was it something I did? Maybe I gave her the wrong dose of-
Scott: No. It wasn't your fault, Lori.
Lori: How do you know?
Scott: *stares at Lori*
Lori: *looks through window, covers mouth*
Scott: *wraps arm around Lori*
Lori: *lies head on Scott's chest, starts to cry*
Scott: *looks through window*
APL Manhattan Miami, 10am
Donna: *steps over* Sir?
Scott: *staring at laptop*
Donna: ...The board's ready for you. In fact, they've been waiting for...45 minutes.
Scott: *lifts head* What?
Donna: The meeting.
Scott: *looks at watch* Right. Thank you. *stands, walks away*
Boardroom
Scott: *steps in, shuts door*
Roger: Are we suddenly on your schedule, Finch?
Scott: *glances at Roger, walks around table* Let's get started. The main branch is moving and we have 4 possibilities.
Bob: Yup. *opens folder* There's London?
Scott: Let's try to stay in the United States. Not that I have anything against London.
Bob: Okay...*reading* Lower Manhattan. *lifts head* The n-
Scott: No.
Bob: ...You got a problem with that too?
Scott: *stares at Bob*
Bob: Look, I get that it's a tough place to go b-
Scott: How about this. Listen to what I'm saying instead of flapping your own mouth. I said no and it has nothing to do with my personal experiences. What else.
Bob: *clears throat, looks down at folder* ...There is one suggestion that seems popular. We build our own headquarters in New York.
Scott: I'm listening.
Bob: *hands over paper* This is the proposed plan.
Scott: *grabs paper*
Bob: There's some land for lease in the Financial District. The developer was thinking a 120-storey building.
Scott: Does the developer have an over-compensation issue? Knock it down a few floors and get back to me.
Bob: *nods*
Scott: However I would like someone to explain to me why Kimberly purchased 8 companies under the APL name.
Executive: Everyone's doing it. Trump, Pepsi, Disney, Boeing, even friggin' Oprah. Kimberly purchased failing investment firms.
Scott: *nods*
Bob: Are you feeling okay, Scotty? You seem a bit...flustered.
Scott: *places hands on hips, looks down at table* What else is on the schedule?
Bob: Uh...there's the matter of th-
Cellphone beeps
Scott: *picks up cellphone, flips it open*
Bob: The matter of the p-
Scott: Excuse me. *leaves*
Bob: -ensions...okay.
Hospital, 11:20am
Scott: *walks over* What's going on?
Cop: *pulls out cuffs, grabs Lori's arm* She's under arrest.
Scott: What? *looks at Lori* Why?
Lori: They think I poisoned Steph! *looks back* I would never intentionally try to hurt her!
Woman: *extends hand* Allison Klein, I'm a representative with Child Protective Services. You're the father?
Scott: That's right.
Allison: The doctors called us. They believe your daughter was poisoned.
Scott: Poisoned by what?
Allison: They don't know yet. We're requesting the help of Miami-Dade PD's finest. This is...rather high profile, Mister Finch, given your status.
Scott: So you're arresting my wife without any evidence.
Allison: Your wife has a criminal record and she's a known junkie.
Lori: I've been clean for years, you half-witted BITCH!
Allison: That tone won't get your daughter back.
Lori: Scott, DO SOMETHING!
Scott: *looks at Allison* How long should it take to get the tox screen back?
Allison: If it's something that wouldn't show up on the screen, it depends when the CSI team finds the offending materials. I suspect you'll be served with a warrant shortly.
Scott: *rubs face*
Lori: You're just going to let me rot in a jail cell? I DIDN'T POISON HER!
Scott: *scratches head*
Lori: Why isn't he being arrested too?
Allison: Our statistics say it's usually the mother who's responsible for intentional poisoning. Besides, Mister Finch is a respected member of society.
Lori: *looks at Scott*
Scott: *stares at Lori*
Allison: You can take her now.
Cop: *pulls Lori's arm*
Lori: *stares at Scott*
Scott: I'm sorry, Lori. There's nothing I can do. I'm sure it won't be long.
Lori: Easy for you to say. You're not looking at attempted murder.
Cop/Lori leave
Scott: *lowers eyes*
Allison: I want the name of her psychiatrist.
Scott: *closes eyes*
TBC......................................
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Anni Grey
Coroner
So much...OMG...I can barely take it all in! Poor Stephanie, she's deathly ill and no one knows why. I'm sure that they'll find the offending materials, because if not...Lori's toast. It's a shame that Lori's past comes back to haunt her and I'm sure that this doesn't bode well with their relationship. I certainly hope, for one thing, that Steph comes out of this. For another, that there won't be any extinuating circumstances to their relationship .
Awesome update...I certainly hope that there's more to come!
Awesome update...I certainly hope that there's more to come!
CSISDFlash
Pathologist
Uh ! Scott WTF! why didn't you call her father or put up a fight! hell man shes carring you ohter child! Why would you even stand there and think that she would do such a thing and let them haul her off to the pokey! Jeez! Sometimes I wonder about him!
I hope Speed is on Lori's side in all this or A few people will be pissed of at him including me ! Come on thats his baby he has to help clear her name! Besides hes been at the house he hasn't seen anything unusual going on !
Great update Geni!
I hope Speed is on Lori's side in all this or A few people will be pissed of at him including me ! Come on thats his baby he has to help clear her name! Besides hes been at the house he hasn't seen anything unusual going on !
Great update Geni!
racefh853629
Pathologist
NOT NICE! :lol:
Poor Stephie's really sick... *huggles her* I hope she doesn't have the curse of the Speedle children! :lol:
Poor Lori, too... she'd never poison Steph. And poor Scott... I hope everything gets settled...
Great updates!
Poor Stephie's really sick... *huggles her* I hope she doesn't have the curse of the Speedle children! :lol:
Poor Lori, too... she'd never poison Steph. And poor Scott... I hope everything gets settled...
Great updates!
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