Well I'm glad it explained everything.
Channeled All Your Pain
New York, 9 am
Street
Carly: Alright where are we going?
Katie: *looking down at cell phone* We're going to find Colton and Trevor.
Carly: Yeah you said that on the plane. I want to know where we're going right NOW.
Katie: We're walking down the street.
Carly: I know that.
Katie: *looks around* Is this 42nd street?
Carly: I don't know. Look, we can't just wander around the city all day.
Katie: I'm not wandering I'm trying to find an address.
Carly: Address for what?
Katie: A mental facility.
Carly: Checking in?
Katie: Funny. Tim told me about it.
Carly: What did he tell you?
Katie: That there's a young girl there.
Carly: ...There's probably a lot of young girls there.
Katie: I know.
Carly: Whoa, wait. You're not going to go find her are you?
Katie: Yeah.
Carly: I don't think he wants you to do that.
Katie: I'm his wife. I can do whatever I want.
Carly: No you can't.
Katie: He said he wouldn't come back here.
Carly: So that doesn't give you the right to go in there.
Katie: Sure it does.
Carly: Why?
Katie: I'm his wife.
Carly: Stop. *grabs Katie* Do you know what you're doing?
Katie: Yeah.
Carly: What?
Katie: I just want to talk to her.
Carly: Why?
Katie: I don't know.
Carly: ...You want to find out if she's better than you.
Katie: I am shocked. Shocked and appauled that you would even think that.
Carly: Then why are you going in there?
Katie: I'm just curious.
Carly: Why?
Katie: Because I'm like that. Come on. *grabs Carly* Go in there.
Carly: What? No one said I had to go in.
Katie: I did. *pushes Carly*
Carly: You're freakishly strong.
Katie: I know.
Mental facility
Katie: *whispers* Go to the front desk.
Carly: You go to the front desk.
Katie: I can't go.
Carly: Why not?
Katie: ...I don't know.
Carly: Move it.
Katie: Agh! Don't push me.
Carly: You pushed me.
Katie: So?
Carly: So it's my turn.
Woman: Can I help you ladies?
Katie: Huh? OH. Yeah. *walks to front desk* She's looking for someone?
Carly: *narrows eyes*
Woman: Alright, who would that be?
Carly: It's a young woman, probably around 23 years old by now.
Woman: *smiles* You mean Lori.
Kaite: WHAT!
Carly: *kicks Katie*
Katie: I mean, what?
Woman: Do you know her?
Katie: No. Excuse us for a minute. *grabs Carly*
Carly: Ah! Ah! Stop pulling.
Corner of room
Carly: *rubs arm* What is your problem?
Katie: Lori. Her name is LORI.
Carly: So?
Katie: THAT'S MY DAUGHTER'S NAME!
Carly: I'm pretty sure there are more people in the world with that name.
Katie: Oh my God I named my daughter after Tim's girlfriend.
Carly: *rolls eyes* He never said she was his girlfriend.
Katie: Well gee what a HUGE coincidence that my child is named the same thing.
Carly: Stop freaking out.
Katie: Fine. *runs over to front desk* Is she pretty?
Woman: *lifts brow*
Carly: What she means to say is, we're her cousins.
Woman: Cousins? She never mentioned any cousins.
Katie: What are you going to believe a crazy person over her cousins?
Woman: *frowns*
Carly: We're from Illinois.
Katie: We are?
Carly: *kicks Katie*
Katie: Great place to live. Lots of roads.
Carly: Can we visit Lori?
Woman: Visiting hours are tonight at six. You'll have to wait until then.
Katie: Well she doesn't have any other family, and we're flying back out at six.
Woman: Then you should come back another time.
Katie: Look here miss Priss I'm going to get back there whether y-
Carly: We'll be back at six.
Woman: *nods*
Outside
Carly: What did you have to talk to her like that for?
Katie: I want to see her.
Carly: We're not going back.
Katie: What? You said we were going back at six.
Carly: No we're not. We're going to find Colton and Trevor and then we're going back to Miami.
Katie: Man I KNEW I should have brought Jess instead.
Carly: Come on.
Katie: I
am going...She's probably prettier than me.
Carly: Let it go.
Katie: No. We're going back in at six.
Carly: *sigh* Fine but if you harrass her we're leaving.
Katie: Deal.
Lab
Horatio's office
Carole: *knocks on door*
Horatio: *looks up* Come on in.
Carole: *walks in* Hey.
Horatio: *stands* Hey, what's up?
Carole: I want to be a CSI.
Horatio: ..You do.
Carole: *nods* I want to help.
Horatio: *smirks* Well...Is there any particular field you're interested in?
Carole: No. Anything's fine.
Horatio: I think we could arrange something...Soon.
Carole: Is it a bad thing that I want to do this?
Horatio: No. No, not bad at all. I just wasn't expecting you to come see me about it.
Carole: Why?
Horatio: Well you don't really seem like the CSI type.
Carole: *lifts brow* I don't?
Horatio: You're going to have to work on your shyness.
Carole: I can do that.
Horatio: Good. You do realize that once you're a CSI, you'll have to do training and proficiencies right?
Carole: Yes.
Horatio: Alright, well...Welcome aboard I guess.
Carole: *smiles*
Horatio: I'll get you some paperwork.
Carole: Thank you.
Horatio: *leaves*
Carole: *sigh*
Six pm, New York Mental Facility
Katie: *grabs Carly* GO! GO!
Carly: Let go of me.
Katie: Sorry.
Front desk
Katie: We're BACK. HA! In your face.
Woman: *looks up from paperwork*
Carly: Can we see her now?
Woman: Sure, I'll buzz you in.
Katie: Is she pretty?
Carly: Stop asking that.
Katie: Sorry.
Woman: She's upstairs, past the atrium, down the hall and up the steps, the fourth door on your left.
Carly: Thanks.
Few minutes later
Katie: *knocks on door* Oh man Oh man oh man.
Carly: Will you calm down? You're acting like you're on crack.
Katie: You're not acting ENOUGH like you're on crack.
Carly: *rolls eyes*
Lori: *opens door*
Katie: Ah crap she's pretty.
Carly: *steps up* Are you Lori?
Lori: *smiles* Yes. Who are you?
Carly: I'm Carly, and this is Katie.
Katie: I can't believe she's prettier than me.
Carly: Katie's a little weird.
Lori: *smiling* She seems pleasant.
Katie: Oh I like her.
Carly: You mind if we come in?
Lori: Not at all.
Lori's room
Katie: Wow nice room. It's so...Pink.
Lori: *smiles* The angels like it.
Carly: Angels.
Lori: Mhm.
Carly: Ah. Well, tell them we said hello.
Lori: They heard you.
Katie: Hey you have an empty fish tank. Where's all your fish?
Lori: It was time for them to live with the angels.
Katie: So they died.
Lori: That's a negative word.
Katie: *lifts brow* Everyone dies.
Lori: *tilts head* You're pregnant.
Katie: *wide-eyed*
Carly: *looks at Katie*
Katie: Huh?
Lori: Don't worry, everything will be fine with her.
Katie: ...HER?
Carly: *mouth hanging open*
Lori: *smiling*
Katie: Um...Okay how did you know that?
Lori: Do you have any names?
Katie: No.
Carly: *shakes head* Uh...Okay so how long have you been here?
Lori: It's my home. I shouldn't have to count the days like it's a prison.
Carly: Good point.
Lori: Why have you come to visit me?
Carly: We heard about you and had to meet you. We're from Miami.
Lori: It must be very bright in Miami.
Carly: It is.
Lori: *looks down* ...Is that a badge?
Carly: Yeah. We're police officers.
Katie: And proud of it damnit.
Carly: *rolls eyes*
Lori: You protect people?
Carly: That's right.
Lori: *smiles*
Katie: So are you ever going to get rid of that fish tank? It must be filthy.
Lori: I clean it every day.
Katie: Why? You don't even have fish.
Lori: They won't let me buy more fish.
Katie: Why not?
Lori: I killed them.
Carly: ...You killed your fish?
Katie: Okay she's a fish killer. Let's go.
Carly: Get back here. *grabs Katie*
Katie: Ah nuts.
Carly: Why did you kill your fish?
Lori: *frowns* I was angry at them.
Carly: Why?
Lori: I don't want to talk about it.
Carly: Alright, I'm sorry.
Lori: *smiles* It's okay. Would you like something to eat?
Carly: No, we're fine.
Lori: I made fish.
Katie: *screams*
Lori: ...I didn't cook my dead fish.
Katie: Oh...Sorry.
Lori: *giggles* You're funny.
Katie: I KNOW! See? She knows I'm funny.
Carly: Yeah you're very funny Katie, we get it.
Katie: *frowns*
Lori: Are you two staying here?
Katie: *laughs* No way, I wouldn't stay here if my life depended on....*clears throat* No, we just came here to see you.
Lori: Why?
Katie: I wanted to know who you were.
Lori: Why?
Katie: ...I'm not sure.
Lori: I haven't heard anything about you, so how do you know me?
Katie: It's a long story.
Lori: *smiles* I'd love to hear it.
Carly: Maybe another time. Let's go.
Katie: But I wasn't finished.
Carly: You think Speed would be happy if he found out you were here? Move it.
Lori: *looks at Carly*
Carly: I mean...I lied, that's not his name.
Lori: Tim Speedle?
Carly: No.
Katie: Face it Carly, you blew it.
Carly: Damnit.
Lori: I haven't seen him in four years.
Katie: Well hey we all have regrets. Let's go Carly.
Carly: I'm with you.
Lori: You're his wife?
Katie: I guess you could say that.
Lori: *smiles* He loves you.
Katie: HA. I knew it.
Carly: *rolls eyes*
Katie: Well um, it was nice meeting you but we really have to take off. You know, catching criminals and such.
Lori: *nods* I understand.
Katie: Okay, come on Carly.
Carly: Keep your panties on, geez.
Lori: Wait.
Katie: *turns around*
Lori: *grabs paper, and pen*
Katie: *lifts brow*
Carly: *angry sigh*
Lori: *writing things down* Can you, give...This to him? *hands paper to Katie*
Katie: Yeah sure.
Lori: Promise not to read it.
Katie: I promise.
Lori: ...*grabs paper* I'll give it to her. *gives paper to Carly*
Katie: *narrows eyes*
Carly: *laughs*
Lori: Please give it to him.
Carly: I will.
Lori: *smiles* Thank you.
Street
Katie: Okay give me the note.
Carly: No way, you're not supposed to read it.
Katie: I can't help it. I'm curious.
Carly: Stop being curious.
Katie: Give me the note.
Carly: No.
Katie: Give it.
Carly: No.
Katie: Give it to me.
Carly: No.
Katie: Give it to me!
Carly: No!
Katie: GIVE IT TO ME RIGHT NOW!
People on the street stop walking, look at Katie
Katie: Um....I'm....It...It was a movie quote.
People walk away
Katie: Give me the paper.
Carly: She didn't want anyone else reading it. I think we should respect her wishes.
Katie: Pfft yeah this coming from the person who didn't even want to see her in the first place.
Carly: If it's important to her, we should just give Speed the paper without reading it.
Katie: What if it says something like "I'm going to kill your wife"? Then we have to read it.
Carly: It doesn't say that.
Katie: How do you know?
Carly: Because she's not a killer.
Katie: She killed her fish.
Carly: She probably didn't kill them. They probably died of old age.
Katie: She said she was angry at them.
Carly: Are you going to believe EVERYTHING she says?
Katie: Yeah.
Carly: Are you actually pregnant?
Katie: *narrows eyes* It's none of your business.
Carly: Well if she's right all the time, than maybe I should believe everything she says too. But if she's wrong about the fish like I said, then you're not pregnant.
Katie: That's some twisted logic.
Carly: Thank you.
Katie: That's not a good thing.
Carly: Was she right or not?
Katie: She was right.
Carly: Okay.
Katie: Great, now I have to tell Tim.
Carly: How long have you been putting it off?
Katie: ...Five months.
Carly: *frowns*
Katie: Well I didn't want to get him all worried.
Carly: You should tell him.
Katie: I don't want to tell him.
Carly: You should tell him before he finds out himself. You can't stay hidden behind baggy clothes forever.
Katie: Yeah I know.
Carly: So are you happy now? You saw her.
Katie: Yeah and she's prettier than me.
Carly: She's younger too.
Katie: *punches Carly*
Carly: Ow.
TBC...........