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Miami, restaurant, 1am, 1 week later
Katie: *downs glass of wine, taps on table*
Waiter: *walks over* Um, I'm sorry ma'am but we're closing in a few minutes. I don't think your date is going to show up.
Katie: *sniffs* No kiddin'.
Waiter: I took care of the bill for you.
Katie: *nods* Thanks. You're swell. *stands, staggers backwards*
Waiter: I'll have to ask however that you don't vomit on the carpet on your way out.
Katie: I shall do my best. *grabs onto chair*
Outside, sidewalk
Katie: *staggers sideways, pulls out keys*
Car lights blink
Katie: *stumbles over to car, grabs door handle*
Thunder is heard overhead, rain starts to pour
Katie: *sigh* Couldn't get anymore perfect.
Neighborhood, 1:40am
Condo
Speed: *rolls over*
Smash is heard outside, horn goes off
Speed: *opens eyes, grabs gun*
Outside
Speed: *runs out, looks around*
Thunder crashes overhead
Speed: *runs over to car*
Inside car
Katie: *blinks slowly*
Speed: *bangs on window*
Katie: *looks around*
Speed: *grabs at door handle, pulls door open* Katie, what the hell are you doing!
Katie: Wha? *looks over* Tim? What are you doin' here?
Speed: You hit a city mailbox. In front of my condo.
Katie: No, I'm not in front of your condo. *rubs forehead* I'm near my house.
Speed: Your house is another 5 blocks south. Are you okay? Do you need an ambulance?
Katie: Why would I need an ambulance?
Speed: ...Are you drunk?
Katie: OH GEEZ. You need my license and insurance, lemme get it. *leans over, grabs at glove compartment*
Speed: I don't need your license and registration, I need you to get out of the car, Katie. Come on. *grabs Katie's seatbelt buckle*
Katie: NO NO don't undo it! The cops'll think I was drivin' without a seatbelt.
Speed: You got into your vehicle drunk and you hit a city mailbox. Your seatbelt is the least of your worries. Let's go. *takes Katie's arm*
Katie: *stumbles out of car* WHOA! There should be some kinda runnin' board lightin' down here or somethin' so drunk people can find their way outta their cars.
Speed: Drunk people aren't supposed to be
in their cars. I'm surprised you didn't take anyone out.
Katie: *slams fist onto mailbox* I took this out. *smiles*
Speed: Inside. Now.
Inside condo
Katie: *looks around* WOW so you're movin' up in the world, huh. *looks at Speed* Your shirt is very skin-colored.
Speed: I'm not wearing a shirt. You sort of woke me up.
Katie: *smiles* And you're
wet, too. That's the way I like ma men. Shirtless and WET.
Speed: Why don't you have a seat, I'll get you a blanket.
Katie: I'm not cold.
Speed: You're shivering.
Katie: *looks down* Oh.
Speed: Just don't...touch anything, alright?
Katie: Sure thang. *salutes*
Speed: *walks away*
Katie: Oooh pretty piece of art. *knocks over vase* Oops. *staggers sideways* Here, lemme fix ya. *falls over onto floor, grabs vase pieces*
5 minutes later
Speed: *walks over, stops* What the hell are you doing?
Katie: *lifts head* Your vase took a walk off the shelf. I named him humpty-dumpty. *smiles*
Speed: *angry sigh*
Katie: *throws vase pieces* It's like solid confetti! WEE!
Speed: *grabs Katie*
Katie: *stands, grabs onto Speed, laughs* Wow you've got some muscle there, Speedy boy. *pats Speed's chest* Nice and strong...and sexy. *wraps arm around Speed's neck* I could spread you on a sandwhich. *growls*
Speed: *smirks*
Katie: *smiles* Oooh you find that funny? Good, 'cause I got more where that came from.
Speed: Do I even want to know why you were out on the road drunk?
Katie: Oh it's nothin' big. I went to dinner and drank like, the entire bottle. But it's cool 'cause the waiter didn't charge me on a count of my date not showin' up.
Speed: *stares at Katie* ...I'm sorry to hear that.
Katie: *shrugs* C'est la vie. WOW I speak
goood french. BONJOUR!
Speed: Why don't we go upstairs and you can get changed into something dry.
Katie: Do you come with the clothes?
Speed: Cute. Move.
Upstairs, bedroom
Katie: *buttons up dress shirt* Holy crow, I'm good at drunk buttoning.
Speed: Your buttons are all messed up.
Katie: Wha? They look fine to me.
Speed: *wraps towel behind Katie's head*
Katie: *stares at Speed*
Speed: *drying Katie's hair*
Katie: ...So why do you think my date didn't show up?
Speed: *shakes head* I don't know.
Katie: *throws hands up in the hair, staggers backwards*
Speed: *lowers towel*
Katie: What's wrong with me? Why doesn't anyo...why doesn't anyone want me? *sniffs* I t-try so hard. *leans against wall* You don't know what it's like to go through every day alone. *stares blankly* I wake up alone, I eat breakfast alone...I watch TV alone, I shop alone, I come home alone and I go to bed alone...I'm even alone in my dreams.
Speed: You have friends, you have Lori...
Katie: *shakes head slowly* It's not the same. *sniffs* I'm just not feeling...complete. *staggers over to bed, sits, slides off bed* Oof. *crawls on floor* Where's that end table lamp thang, I knew I saw it. *grabs at bedside table* Oooh smooth surface.
Speed: *walks over, takes Katie's hand*
Katie: *stands* Thanks. *flops onto bed*
Speed: *sits*
Katie: Anyway, like I was sayin'...*scratches nose*...what was I sayin' again?
Speed: Why don't you get some rest.
Katie: I was tellin' you to get some rest?
Speed: No, I'm telling
you to get some rest.
Katie: ...You're gonna leave me alone in here?
Speed: That's the idea. Bathroom's to your left.
Katie: I don't wanna be alone.
Speed: *pulls covers away* Get inside, get warm. We'll talk about your little accident tomorrow.
Katie: *slides underneath covers*
Speed: *covers Katie, stands*
Katie: Tim...
Speed: *angry sigh* What.
Katie: I love you.
Speed: ...I know you do. *walks away, shuts off light*
Katie: *closes eyes, pulls blankets tighter*
Downstairs, 11am
Speed: *wipes counter*
Katie: *saunters downstairs, holding head*
Speed: *looks over* Afternoon.
Katie: *walks over, lifts finger* How did I-
Speed: You crashed your car outside.
Katie: We didn't-
Speed: No.
Katie: *rubs eyes* Then why am I-
Speed: Your clothes were soaking. *picks up cup* Coffee?
Katie: Ugh, no. I'm never drinking anything ever again.
Speed: It'll help open the blood vessels in your eyes and brain, making the headache less painful.
Katie: Gee, I love it when you talk dirty. *grabs cup* Okay, let me see the damage.
Speed: *pulls string*
Shades lift, sunlight pierces through kitchen
Katie: Agh. *covers eyes* I said show me the damage, not create it.
Speed: *smirks*
Katie: *squints, looks outside* ...*sigh* Great. Well that was a smart idea.
Speed: Heard your date was a no-show.
Katie: *grabs chair, sits* Yeah? What else did I tell you?
Speed: You re-named the vase you broke to humpty-dumpty and you wanted to spread me on a sandwhich.
Katie: *groans, sips coffee*
Speed: It's okay, I was able to resist your 'charm'.
Katie: *lifts eyes*
Speed: Besides, that was the worst of it. You were actually pretty well-behaved.
Katie: Ha. Ha. Don't you have a job to be at today?
Speed: I have the week off. I was going to go visit Anni this afternoon.
Katie: *nods* Bet you can't wait for her to be back to her old self again, huh.
Speed: That's what I'm hoping for.
Katie: Me too. We had some good times together, both of us sane nutjobs.
Speed: H is thinking about celebrating if all goes well. We might be back on the road in a few weeks.
Katie: I'm sure it'll be fun. *places cup on counter, jumps out of chair* I should probably get goin'.
Speed: You and what vehicle?
Katie: *sigh* Right. That.
Speed: I'll have a tow truck come out and get it.
Katie: *walks over, kisses Speed's cheek* Thanks for takin' care of me last night.
Speed: *nods*
Katie: The night could have gone down a lot worse.
Speed: I'm just glad you're okay.
Katie: *smirks* Me too.
TBC........................
