LILLY! *snuggles and huggles* Gosh I've missed you.
Lol, Colton, you crack me up.
Anni! *huggles* Haven't seen you around here in a couple of days, hope everything is going okay with you.
I'm glad you loved the updates!
Thanks so much for the reviews everyone.
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England
Katie: *climbs onto railing* So can I change the time?
Horatio: No, get off the railing. Anni! Stop poking the tour guide. Eric, please put the lighter away. Missy, if I have to tell you to keep your hands to yourself one more time...
Calleigh: Gosh they're all acting like children.
Speed: Tell me about it.
Calleigh: Want to go down to the gift shop?
Speed: Sure.
Speed/Calleigh leave
Katie: *falls down* OW!
JC: Ha. Now England is on American time. FEEL OUR WRATH!
Missy: You're Canadian.
JC: FEEL THE WRATH OF THEM! *points to Horatio*
Horatio: I'm more than one person?
JC: You are now.
Tour Guide: Please stop poking me.
Anni: Hehe. Say 'cheerio mate'.
Tour Guide: No.
Anni: Then you're not British.
Tour Guide: Please leave the building.
Anni: You leave the building.
Horatio: Everyone, please leave.
JC: Make me.
Horatio: *rolls up sleeves*
JC: AH!
Lora: OH HE HAS BICEPS!
Horatio: That's right. I'm all man. *punches own chest*
Lora: YAY! *hugs Horatio*
Gift shop
Calleigh: Oh look they have teeny models of Big Ben.
Speed: *grabs mug* These gifts are terrible.
Calleigh: *smiles* I think they're fun.
Speed: Well you would.
Calleigh: You goin' to get a souvenir for your son?
Speed: *tilts head* He's more into dinosaurs than mugs.
Calleigh: *laughs*
Speed: So...You and Eric seem to be pretty close lately.
Calleigh: We go out for a beer every now and then, it's nothing special.
Speed: That's not what he says.
Calleigh: He talks to you about us?
Speed: He can barely keep his mouth shut about you.
Calleigh: *smiles* Well what does he say?
Delko: *walks over* Hey did you guys see a big guy with a monkey walk by? He stole my quarter for the soda machine.
Speed: The monkey or the guy?
Delko: Funny.
Calleigh: I didn't see anyone.
Delko: Ah well, a quarter's a dime a dozen anyway.
Speed: *lifts brow*
Delko: So what were you guys jabbering about?
Speed: We were talking about you, actually.
Delko: You guys aren't planning another prank are you? *sigh* Come on. I'm tired of seeing my hair turn pink everytime I take a shower.
Speed: *slaps Eric on the back* I'll leave you two alone. *leaves*
Delko: Okay, I guess.
Calleigh: So...
Delko: So...
Calleigh: *looks around*
Delko: *whistles*
Calleigh: I-I like your shoes.
Delko: Thanks. I like your...Pants?
Calleigh: *laughs*
Delko: So I guess
he knows about us.
Calleigh: Apparently you never stop talking about me.
Delko: How can I?
Calleigh: *smiles*
Miami, airport
Lori: *grabs briefcase*
Gavin: *follows*
Lori: So you have to start lookin' for a new job I guess.
Gavin: Yeah.
Lori: Any ideas on where to start?
Gavin: No. But don't worry, I won't leave you to be the sole provider.
Lori: How sweet of you. Ugh this airport is so crowded. Aren't they finished re-building it or constructing it or whatever the hell it is they're doing?
Gavin: Who knows.
Lori: Well they should...*blinks* Finish.
Gavin: *lifts brow* You okay?
Lori: Yeah.
Gavin: You sure?
Lori: Um...No.
Gavin: Well what happened?
Lori: You know what, we should get into town and...*rubs forehead*
Gavin: Okay, let's get you to a hospital.
Lori: No.
Gavin: You don't have a choice.
Lori: No, it's not goin' to make a difference.
Gavin: Why?
Lori: Nevermind, look it's probably just jetlag. *sits*
Gavin: *grabs phone*
Lori: *angry sigh*
Hummerhome
Horatio: I am very disappointed in all of you. And now I owe England over 12 000 dollars.
Lora: In our defense, this always happens so you should have expected it.
Horatio: True, but I have a certain expectation of maturity as well. It's very small but it's there.
Carly: So what do you want us to do?
Horatio: I want you all to round up enough money to pay me back and I don't care how as long as it's not against the law. *looks at Eric*
Delko: Ah man.
Horatio: Now, let's head to York before we break anything else.
Katie: So we're actually going to stay in a castle? That is so cool.
Horatio: Yes and that means no phones, no laptops, no televisions, n-
Missy: Wait wait wait. Seriously?
Horatio: Does it look like I'm kidding?
Missy: No but I can't really tell.
Horatio: And I'll be searching you all on the way in so don't even try hiding the phones.
Katie: Hey if I hide it down my pants you can't touch me.
Horatio: Don't test my patience.
Katie: Fine
dad. Yeesh.
Horatio: And don't smuggle any beer in. I'll know.
Katie: Were your parents scent dogs?
Hospital
Doctor: *walks in, reading chart* Mrs Henderson.
Lori: *sigh* Don't bother.
Doctor: You have a serious condition.
Lori: Yeah I know.
Doctor: You need to be on regulated medication otherwise you're going to continue to experience headaches, blackouts and even seizures.
Lori: So am I fixed for the time being?
Doctor: Yes, but there's no telling how your condition will progress.
Lori: I have an idea. *pulls off blanket*
Doctor: Where are you going?
Lori: I'm going to get my clothes on.
Doctor: We need to keep you here for observation.
Lori: You've observed enough and I need to go home.
Doctor: All we're asking for is one night. Then you can go home.
Lori: *throws jeans on floor* Do I look like a child to you?
Doctor: No, b-
Lori: So stop treating me like I have no idea what's going on. If I'm not in danger of dying overnight, I'm leaving.
Gavin: *walks in* What's going on?
Doctor: She wants to leave. I suggested she stay so we can observe her condition, but she has other ideas.
Gavin: Is it serious?
Doctor: ...She hasn't told you?
Gavin: Told me what?
Doctor: ...I'll...Uh...Bye. *leaves*
Gavin: Lori.
Lori: *sits on bed*
Gavin: What's going on?
Lori: *throws chart* Have a look.
Gavin: *reads chart*
Lori: *sigh*
Gavin: ...
Lori: I guess the doctor could explain all the big words but it seems pretty straight forward.
Gavin: *sits*
Lori: I guess in two years or so, I'll be a vegetable. I didn't want to tell you because...I don't know, I just didn't know how. Plus it probably would have ruined the whole vacation thing.
Gavin: *shakes head*
Lori: Ah well. You're damned if you do and you're damned if you don't.
Gavin: *looks at Lori*
Lori: Sorry, I tend to be a smartass when I'm uncomfortable.
TBC.................