And long live the Wubba monster, aisle five, the black leather pants, orange juice instead of coffee, random traffic stops, following Calleigh around while she shops for shoes, various drunken brawls at hotels, the Miami nightlife, oh so many adulterous nights with a lot of the same people, the fact that Anni can never quite get her moment with Speed, the various Speed storylines just because I can, the death of Donahue, the lab blowing up several times, and each time it seems to be put back to normal, and then colour-changed, and then blown up again and then back to normal, Eric breaking the GCMS and putting it back together with superglue, Katie calling Horatio 'H-man' for the first time because she thought Speed died from an ovedose on meth, the many many children involved, and the many more ahead, and Scrabble.
*whew* that took me...*looks at watch* Four and a half minutes.
Back To Me
Marina, Miami, 4 am
Horatio: So who is this?
Alexx: I've got a wallet, New York lisence.
Danny: There seems to be a lot of New Yorkers in Miami.
Horatio: You'd be surprised.
Speed: How does the guy find these people?
Mac: A city this small, it's easy to find people.
Horatio: *smirks* Small?
Mac: Compared to New York.
Horatio: *places hands on hips*
Speed: Ouch.
Danny: You wanna take bets?
Speed: No way, I'm smarter than that.
Danny: Ah yeah you're a New Yorker.
Speed: Actually we all are.
Horatio: *tilts head* We are, aren't we?
Alexx: What are you thinking?
Horatio: I'm thinking that since New Yorkers are the target, it isn't safe for us to be out.
Speed: H.
Horatio: Take a look around carefully.
Danny: *looks around* A few unmarked cars, tinted windows.
Mac: Marina looks clear on this side.
Speed: H, can I go?
Horatio: *lifts brow* I've never known you to be scared at a scene.
Speed: No offense but you're not the one with two kids and a wife.
Horatio: Okay, but quickly.
Speed: Thanks. *leaves*
Horatio: Okay people, service pistols ready to go?
Mac: If needed.
Danny: Yeah.
Hummer
Speed: *grabs doorhandle*
Voice: Don't move.
Speed: *stares into window* What do you want.
Voice: I want your address.
Speed: No.
Voice: I want your wallet.
Speed: *reaches into pocket, grabs wallet, drops it*
Voice: You from New York?
Speed: You going to kill me?
Voice: Depends on the answer. You shouldn't have seperated from your friends. I heard about your family.
Speed: *stares at Hummer*
Voice: Two kids, wow that's quite an accomplishment. More people for me to kill.
Speed: *frowns*
Voice: I have to admit, you're wife's pretty. A little out of your league though.
Speed: You were spying on us?
Voice: Spying's such a negative word. I prefer the term 'gathering intel'.
Speed: Is that how you found your other victims?
Voice: Some. At least that's how it started. A tactical mission.
Speed: I'm a tactical mission to you.
Voice: You have been for the past few days. You and your boss. You know, he irritates me. If I see one more head tilt, I-
Speed: I get it.
Voice: Good. And tell those New York cops to go home before I kill them too.
Speed: Tell them yourself.
Voice: Actually I had other plans. I was going to get over to your place and kill your little girl. Oh gee, I guess I spilled the beans.
Speed: *turns around, pulls out gun*
Guy gets into car, drives off
Speed: *grabs cell phone, dials*
Horatio: Yeah Speed.
Speed: He was just here.
Horatio: Who?
Speed: *frowns* The tooth fairy. The killer!
Horatio: You let him get away?
Speed: Do you get incompetant when it's dark out? I know you're the dayshift supervisor but for christ s-
Horatio: Speed.
Speed: Sorry.
Horatio: Do you know where he's heading?
Speed: I have an idea.
TBC........
*whew* that took me...*looks at watch* Four and a half minutes.
Back To Me
Marina, Miami, 4 am
Horatio: So who is this?
Alexx: I've got a wallet, New York lisence.
Danny: There seems to be a lot of New Yorkers in Miami.
Horatio: You'd be surprised.
Speed: How does the guy find these people?
Mac: A city this small, it's easy to find people.
Horatio: *smirks* Small?
Mac: Compared to New York.
Horatio: *places hands on hips*
Speed: Ouch.
Danny: You wanna take bets?
Speed: No way, I'm smarter than that.
Danny: Ah yeah you're a New Yorker.
Speed: Actually we all are.
Horatio: *tilts head* We are, aren't we?
Alexx: What are you thinking?
Horatio: I'm thinking that since New Yorkers are the target, it isn't safe for us to be out.
Speed: H.
Horatio: Take a look around carefully.
Danny: *looks around* A few unmarked cars, tinted windows.
Mac: Marina looks clear on this side.
Speed: H, can I go?
Horatio: *lifts brow* I've never known you to be scared at a scene.
Speed: No offense but you're not the one with two kids and a wife.
Horatio: Okay, but quickly.
Speed: Thanks. *leaves*
Horatio: Okay people, service pistols ready to go?
Mac: If needed.
Danny: Yeah.
Hummer
Speed: *grabs doorhandle*
Voice: Don't move.
Speed: *stares into window* What do you want.
Voice: I want your address.
Speed: No.
Voice: I want your wallet.
Speed: *reaches into pocket, grabs wallet, drops it*
Voice: You from New York?
Speed: You going to kill me?
Voice: Depends on the answer. You shouldn't have seperated from your friends. I heard about your family.
Speed: *stares at Hummer*
Voice: Two kids, wow that's quite an accomplishment. More people for me to kill.
Speed: *frowns*
Voice: I have to admit, you're wife's pretty. A little out of your league though.
Speed: You were spying on us?
Voice: Spying's such a negative word. I prefer the term 'gathering intel'.
Speed: Is that how you found your other victims?
Voice: Some. At least that's how it started. A tactical mission.
Speed: I'm a tactical mission to you.
Voice: You have been for the past few days. You and your boss. You know, he irritates me. If I see one more head tilt, I-
Speed: I get it.
Voice: Good. And tell those New York cops to go home before I kill them too.
Speed: Tell them yourself.
Voice: Actually I had other plans. I was going to get over to your place and kill your little girl. Oh gee, I guess I spilled the beans.
Speed: *turns around, pulls out gun*
Guy gets into car, drives off
Speed: *grabs cell phone, dials*
Horatio: Yeah Speed.
Speed: He was just here.
Horatio: Who?
Speed: *frowns* The tooth fairy. The killer!
Horatio: You let him get away?
Speed: Do you get incompetant when it's dark out? I know you're the dayshift supervisor but for christ s-
Horatio: Speed.
Speed: Sorry.
Horatio: Do you know where he's heading?
Speed: I have an idea.
TBC........