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

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Church, rectory, 9am

Tom: *staring in mirror*

Scott: It fits fine.

Tom: *tilts head* I'm no Bruce Wayne but I can't complain.

Scott: *smiles*

Tom: Tell me something, Scotty...was this all a little too fast? I mean, I've had longer relationships with hookers.

Scott: If you love her and you know you want this to be a forever thing, I don't think you have anything to worry about.

Tom: What about you and Lori? Were you nervous about marrying her?

Scott: I knew I was going to marry her the second I met her. But that's me.

Tom: Anni's family haven't even met me yet. What are they going to think when they find out she left an older man for a younger one?

Scott: Age has nothing to do with it.

Tom: They might not feel the same way.

Scott: As long as you're happy, the other stuff is just static.

Tom: *nods*

Scott: Just don't say Lori's name at the altar.

Tom: *frowns*

Scott: I'm kidding.

Tom: You're not very funny.

Scott: Fair enough.

Church attic

Anni: I don't look old, do I?

Katie: Not in that dress.

Anni: *smiles*

Katie: You sure you picked the right guy?

Anni: *smile fades* What do you mean?

Katie: I don't know...maybe you don't know him as well as you think.

Anni: What's to know? I've spent every waking moment with him since we met, I've worked with him...I know who and what he is.

Katie: I'm just saying. He was bad news for as long as I can remember.

Anni: Why do you always have to try and ruin my relationships?

Katie: ...I'm not trying to ruin anything. I'm trying to make you see another side to this.

Anni: So I can go through my whole wedding day paranoid?

Katie: *shrugs* He's probably a nice boy.

Anni: *frowns* Man.

Katie: Whatever.

Rectory, 20 minutes later

Lori: *peeks in, smiles* Hey there, cowboy.

Tom: I'm from Jersey.

Lori: *steps in* You're looking sharp. You must have had help.

Tom: *turns around*

Lori: *straightens out Tom's collar* Except this part.

Tom: What if I can't do this, Lori?

Lori: Everyone gets like this, it's normal.

Tom: Maybe we should have waited.

Lori: Stop second-guessing yourself. You asked her, she said yes. I'm pretty sure there was an agreement between the both of you at that point.

Tom: *nods*

Lori: And I know Scott took you through the whole cold feet speech but I just want to say, I don't think you could have picked a better woman and she couldn't have picked a better man.

Tom: I'm sure your father appreciates that.

Lori: My father might be a good work partner but he's not the greatest life partner.

Tom: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *smiles* Everything will be fine.

Tom: ...Cassie's in the bathroom, can you check on her?

Lori: ...Okay. Sure.

Tom: Thank you.

Lori: *nods*

Bathroom

Cassie: *sitting in stall, loading syringe*

Lori: *steps over, knocks on door*

Cassie: *lifts head* Occupied.

Lori: Cassie...it's Lori. Tom's friend. I just wanted to ma-

Cassie: I'm fine. You can leave now, please.

Lori: *kneels* Could you open the door?

Cassie: No.

Lori: I'm not leaving until I see you with my own eyes.

Cassie: You can hear me.

Lori: Sorry, not good enough.

2 minutes later, door swings open

Lori: *looks at Cassie*

Cassie: *tightens tourniquet with teeth*

Lori: The devil's dandruff.

Cassie: *lifts eyes*

Lori: My kryptonite.

Cassie: ...You don't look like a meth head.

Lori: *sits, leans against stall* Did Tom get that for you?

Cassie: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *nods* ...You know, Tom and I are pretty close.

Cassie: Tom doesn't get close with just anyone.

Lori: No. He doesn't.

Cassie: He must trust you.

Lori: Maybe.

Cassie: *looks down at needle* When we were kids, we used to play Cops and Robbers. Tom was always the cop.

Lori: *smirks*

Cassie: It's all he ever talked about. How he was gonna wear a badge someday.

Lori: What about you? What did you want to do?

Cassie: I wanted to be a doctor. But that's not going to happen now.

Lori: Why not?

Cassie: Look at me. I don't take care of myself, how am I supposed to take care of other people?

Lori: There's still time.

Cassie: No, there isn't. I want everyone to stop trying to help me.

Lori: We're just talking.

Cassie: You're trying to get through to me. It won't work. Please leave me alone.

Lori: *stares at Cassie*

Outside church

Speed: *stares up at church*

Katie: *walks over* Ready to go inside?

Speed: This is going to be weird.

Katie: Nah. *looks at Speed* Oh you mean for you. Yeah, definitely weird.

Speed: *frowns*

Katie: Think of this as showing Anni you're okay with her moving on and being happy. So try to look a little less grumpy.

Speed: I'm not promising anything.

Katie: *grabs Speed's hand* Come on.

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

 

Thanks so much for the reviews Hee! *dances*

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Church, bench, 11am

Katie: *leans over* Doesn't Anni look so pretty in that dress?

Speed: I thought you were her Maid of Honor.

Katie: She kicked me off the wedding team. Apparently I 'overshadow' her or something.

Speed: *nods*

Katie: Doesn't Tom look dashing? He really does clean up well for a tweaker.

Speed: Do you have to talk everywhere?

Katie: Yes.

Speed: Of course.

Katie: *tilts head* You think I'll ever wear a dress like that again?

Speed: *looks at Katie*

Katie: *looks at Speed*

Speed: No.

Katie: *frowns* Why the hell not?

Speed: Black's not really your color.

Katie: *frowning*

Speed: *looks ahead*

Katie: *elbows Speed*

Speed: SON-OF-A-BITCH!

Everyone: *looks at Speed*

Speed: *stares blankly* ...Uh...sorry. Carry on.

Altar

Tom: *looks back at Anni*

Anni: *sigh*

Back of church

Speed: Don't do that.

Katie: Don't scream.

Speed: That hurt.

Katie: You're such a baby.

Speed: Do me a favor. Don't touch me.

Katie: *pokes Speed*

Speed: Stop it.

Katie: *pokes Speed*

Speed: Stop it.

Katie: *pokes Speed*

Speed: Stop it, Katie.

Katie: *pokes Speed*

Speed: GOD DAMNIT, KNOCK IT OFF!

Everyone: *looks at Speed*

Speed: *blinks*

Tom: Hey Speedle! I don't know if you've noticed, but we're kind of busy up here with something.

Speed: Sorry, it won't happen again.

Tom: *looks back at priest*

Anni: *covers eyes*

Back of church

Speed: *staring ahead*

Katie: *smiles* You want to hit me, don't you.

Speed: I want to do a lot of things to you.

Katie: ...*smile fades*

Speed: *blinks* Painful things.

Katie: *stares at Speed*

Speed: Things you won't enjoy, Katie.

Katie: *smiles*

Speed: *frowns* It's the pain meds.

Katie: Sure it is.

Speed: *angry sigh*

Katie: *smiling*

Speed: Don't.

Katie: I haven't said a word.

Speed: You don't stop saying words.

Katie: You know you love it.

Speed: I would love for you to stop talking and pay attention to what's going on up there. No wonder Anni kicked you out of the wedding.

Katie: *takes Speed's hand*

Speed: *looks at Katie*

Katie: *stares ahead*

Speed: *staring at Katie*

Katie: *smirks* I thought you wanted to see all the exciting happenings up there.

Speed: *looks at altar*

Reception, church hall

Scott: *sits* So, did you enjoy the wedding as much as Tim did?

Lori: *smiles*

Speed: Not funny.

Scott: Aw come on, I'm just pulling your chain.

Speed: Pull my chain again. I dare you.

Scott: Someone needs a little more vicodin.

Katie: Hey Lori, where'd you dump Steph and the baby?

Lori: They're with uncle Josh. He sends his regards, by the way.

Katie: I want cake. SOMEONE CUT THE CAKE.

Speed: I hope we're not giving her any alcohol.

Scott: She probably already drank half a bottle.

Katie: Who did what now? OH OH did you see the size of Anni's rock? Holy Toledo I'm pretty sure Tom couldn't afford that on his salary.

Lori: Maybe he saved up.

Katie: Yeah right. The only one I know rich enough to afford that ridiculous piece of geology is Scotty.

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *clears throat* It was a loan.

Lori: On top of what we're already giving them.

Katie: Wait, what are you giving them? An island? The Empire State Building? CHAKA KHAN!

Speed: *rubs temples* I'm doing this for Anni, I'm doing this for Anni...

Lori: Aww look how happy they are up there.

Scott: Tom with a smile on his face, that's one for the photo album.

Lori: *pokes Scott* I want a real wedding.

Scott: You don't like weddings.

Lori: I know but look how pretty she is and look how happy he is.

Katie: Watch out Scotty, you're next.

Scott: ...I'm already married.

Katie: TO WHOM! CHEATER!

Scott: To Lori.

Katie: Oh yeah. Whodathunkit.

Lori: ...Dad? Are you okay?

Speed: *staring at table*

Lori: ...Dad.

Speed: *lifts eyes* What.

Lori: You seemed a bit...spacey.

Katie: It's the pills. He pops 'em like they're going out of style.

Lori: *nods slowly*

Speed: You would too if you flew off the causeway.

Katie: Poor dear. *hugs Speed*

Lori: I hope you feel better soon.

Speed: Thanks.

Katie: I could make you feel better.

Speed: *frowns*

Katie: Just sayin'...

Lori: So Dad, now that you're officially a free man, what do you plan on doing during your bachelorhood? Besides Mom, of course.

Speed: Lori...

Lori: *smiles*

Scott: I think we've had our fun, let's leave the poor guy alone.

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

 

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Condo, 11pm

Speed: *opens door, limps in*

Katie: *shuts door* That was some reception. I didn't know Scott could sing.

Speed: Alcohol tends to do that.

Katie: *takes Speed's arm*

Speed: *sits on couch*

Katie: *sits*

Speed: Go home, Katie.

Katie: You need me.

Speed: I don't need you.

Katie: Yes you do.

Speed: I'm going to bed. *stands, grabs onto couch*

Katie: *wraps arm around Speed*

Speed: Stop.

Katie: I just want to help.

Speed: *walks away*

Katie: *lowers eyes*

Upstairs, bedroom

Speed: *unbuttons shirt*

Katie: *walks in*

Speed: You're supposed to be getting in your car.

Katie: ...Maybe I don't want to. Maybe...sometimes I feel the loneliness of an empty home too.

Speed: *eyes Katie, lowers shirt* Ugh. *winces*

Katie: *steps closer, takes shirt*

Speed: How long do you plan on staying?

Katie: Depends on you, I guess. If you don't want me here, th-

Speed: No. I don't mind you spending some time here. I just thought you'd want to live your life instead of making sure I get tucked in at night.

Katie: *shrugs* I want to help. Y'know, since I haven't really been a saint to you these past few years. It's why I want this truce of ours to really work.

Speed: *sits* Katie...I've done ten times the damage to our relationship and to you as a human being than you could ever do to me. I don't deserve you at my side in any capacity.

Katie: *stares at Speed*

Speed: It makes me almost...sick now thinking about how horrible I was to you. And you stayed for a long time when you should have left me in the dust sooner.

Katie: I loved you.

Speed: How? How?

Katie: Maybe I was being stupid.

Speed: *closes eyes* I wish I'd never...been everything I hated.

Katie: *sits* You weren't the man I married. I don't know what happened to you. And I'm not really sure which of those two men you are now.

Speed: *shakes head* Men like me don't change. We get worse until we kill someone.

Katie: *stares at Speed* ...Why did you run your bike off the causeway?

Speed: *opens eyes*

Katie: ...

Speed: *looks down at floor*

Katie: ...You were trying to kill yourself.

Speed: *staring at floor*

Katie: *shakes head* I refuse to believe you'd ever escalate that far.

Speed: Face it, Katie. I'm just like every other sleeze bag out there.

Katie: No you're not. You haven't so much as swatted a fly in years. That doesn't exactly fit the typical pattern.

Speed: Then what the hell was wrong with me back then?

Katie: *sigh* ...I don't know...it didn't really start until Riley was kidnapped.

Speed: *looks at Katie*

Katie: And it got worse when Lori was taken to Colombia.

Speed: It got worse because I got worse, Katie. Stop trying to make it seem like it was someone else's fault.

Katie: I'm not faulting anyone else, it's just interesting to me that this started materializing once our children were taken from us. I mean, you were supposed to be a police officer. It was your job to protect innocent people from victimization and yet-

Speed: A lot of cops lose children. It doesn't turn them all into violent thugs.

Katie: What if you just snapped?

Speed: It doesn't matter, it won't undo what I've done.

Katie: No. But dropping yourself off a bridge won't fix it either.

Speed: *lowers head*

Katie: Anyway, maybe you'd rather be alone. *stands*

Speed: *grabs Katie's hand*

Katie: *looks at Speed*

Speed: *lifts head* Stay.

Katie: *stares at Speed*

Speed: Please.

Katie: ...Okay. I'll be on the couch downstairs if you need anything. *turns around, steps forward*

Speed: *gripping Katie's hand*

Katie: *looks back* ...Alright, I'll roll out a sleeping bag on the floor up here.

Speed: *smirks*

Katie: ...Sleeping bag on the bed?

Speed: *lies down on bed, turns out light*

Katie: *blinks* ...Um...right. *crawls onto bed, lies down*

Speed: *closes eyes*

Katie: *stares at Speed*

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

 

Thanks so much for the reviews!

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Miami mansion, 9am, 3 months later

Speed: *walks over* Hey. I got your message.

Horatio: *takes off shades* How are you feeling?

Speed: Surprised. I thought I was still on suspension.

Horatio: Well as it turns out, a prominent Miami judge appears to have been murdered so I need all hands on deck.

Speed: *nods* High profile, huh.

Horatio: Mhm. Eric and Anni are in the study. I'll be speaking to witnesses.

Study

Speed: *walks over*

Delko: Alexx hasn't gotten here yet but there's 2 gunshot wounds to the back of the head and what looks like bullet holes in the window.

Speed: So the shots came from outside.

Delko: Yeah.

Anni: *snaps photo* My guess? Sniper. Shots are at a downward trajectory.

Speed: *opens kit, grabs gloves* Any high buildings nearby?

Anni: Just houses. *lowers camera* I suppose someone could have fired from the roof of a house but we'll need to check it out.

Delko: I did a little reading on our judge here. Turns out he moved to Miami from New York about 6 years ago. He was going to retire here next year.

Anni: Any enemies?

Delko: *scoffs* How about everyone he put away. This guy took all the corruption cases, anywhere from cops to other judges.

Anni: That's got to be an easy list to find.

Speed: I'm going to go take a look outside. *walks away*

Anni: I'll help. *walks away*

Delko: *shakes head*

Outside window

Speed: *looks around* Check it out. *points* Footprints in the rosebed.

Anni: *smiles* Someone was spying on our judge friend.

Speed: Get the routine down, get a better shot at him.

Anni: Prints don't seem very recent either.

Speed: Now if we can figure out where the shots came from.

Anni: *looks up at window* They're 11 feet up and relatively far apart. Maybe the shooter wasn't a professional.

Horatio: Or maybe he was moving.

Anni/Speed: *look at Horatio*

Horatio: Neighbors say they heard a helicopter outside just after 5am.

Speed: Helicopter.

Horatio: *staring at window*

Anni: Not impossible. Creative.

Speed: Well if they were in Miami airspace, aviation should have a record of their flight path, right?

Horatio: Let's find out.

Layout room

Speed: *buttons up labcoat*

Anni: *walks over* Hey, you get anything from the footprints at the mansion?

Speed: I was just about to run them.

Anni: *leans over table* Interesting pattern.

Speed: Hopefully interesting enough for NITIN. *pulls laptop over*

Anni: *stares at laptop*

Speed: Is it alright if I come over tonight to see Brook?

Anni: *smiles* Of course.

Speed: *nods*

Anni: I think she really liked the amusement park last time.

Speed: Yeah, she couldn't get over the giant purple elephant ride.

Anni: *smiling*

Laptop beeps

Speed: *clicks mouse*

Anni: A hit?

Speed: *nods* Weathergrip 2000 Female Sole.

Anni: Size 8. Okay so our mystery spy is a woman, that certainly narrows things down. It's too bad we don't have any DNA.

Speed: Hopefully the aviation records will get us a name.

Anni: You heading down there now?

Speed: *takes off labcoat* Katie's in A/V, they sent the information over. I'll see you later.

Anni: *nods*

Speed: *leaves*

A/V Lab

Speed: *sits* Miss White.

Katie: *typing* Got your aviation records for this morning. There was an unauthorized flight through Coral Gables. They were unresponsive to base warnings.

Speed: Where'd they go after Coral Gables?

Katie: Everglades.

Speed: There's an airstrip there. Did aviation send anyone down there?

Katie: Wasn't a priority.

Speed: *looks at Katie*

Katie: I'm just telling you what it's telling me.

Speed: So they could be long gone on another flight.

Katie: If they are, there should be a record of it. *types*

Speed: *looks at screen*

Katie: *smiles* A-HA!

Speed: What are we looking at?

Katie: Okay, a private aircraft took off from the airstrip at 0:600, destination LaGuardia.

Speed: Our dead judge is from New York.

Katie: I guess you're going on a road trip.

Speed: ...I'm not going anywhere.

Katie: Why not?

Speed: I don't exactly have the funds to track a murderer across America. I just got off an unpaid suspension, remember?

Katie: So let Horatio and Anni take care of it.

Speed: *nods*

Katie: You busy tonight?

Speed: I'm going to visit Brook. Why?

Katie: *shrugs* I'm not doing anything tonight is all.

Speed: *nods slowly*

Katie: Do you want me to come with you tonight to see her?

Speed: Um...okay.

Katie: If you don't want me to, I-

Speed: No it's fine. I probably won't be there for more than an hour anyway.

Katie: *nods*

Speed: *stares at screen*

Katie: *takes Speed's hand*

Speed: *squeezes Katie's hand*

Katie: *smirks*

Horatio: *steps in* Where are we-

Speed: *lets go*

Horatio: -on the helicopter?

Katie: They skipped town.

Horatio: Okay. Speed, I want you and Eric on victimology. Find anything that could even be remotely considered motive.

Speed: Sure, H. *stands, walks away*

Horatio: Good work, Katie.

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