Muaha.
Kicking Reality
Katie's house, 11 pm
Katie: You want anything to drink?
Speed: No.
Katie: Anything to eat?
Speed: No.
Katie: Not even a beer?
Speed: Getting me comfortable isn't going to make this any easier.
Katie: I thought you wanted to see the kids.
Speed: I do, that doesn't mean I want to see you.
Katie: If we're just going to fight, get out.
Speed: ...
Katie: Good. Maybe we should make a schedule or something.
Speed: NO! God no. No schedules.
Katie: *lifts brow* Sensitive subject?
Speed: My girlfriend was a little controlling.
Katie: A little?
Speed: I kicked her out. She thinks I'm a glorified trash collector.
Katie: I bet.
Speed: *frowns*
Katie: *throws beer* Just have one. You're so tense.
Speed: *catches beer* I didn't come here to be friendly.
Katie: *smiles* Ooh what kind of friendly?
Speed: That's not funny.
Katie: *laughs*
Speed: *puts beer on table* We need to discuss this.
Katie: You didn't miss me at all?
Speed: We're having a different discussion.
Katie: *sigh* Fine.
Speed: Now, when do you want the kids?
Katie: Hell all the time.
Speed: *frowns* If you can't play properly, don't play at all.
Katie: *giggles*
Speed: Why are you acting like a teenager?
Katie: I guess you have that effect on me. *winks*
Speed: If you were just hitting on me, I'm leaving.
Katie: Alright look, you want the kids, and I want the kids. I also want you to drop the whole divorce thing.
Speed: One step at a time.
Katie: You can have the kids on weekends and I have them during the week.
Speed: I work doubles on weekends now.
Katie: Fine, you have them during the week, and I have them on weekends.
Speed: I work until 9 on weekdays, I'll never see them.
Katie: Ask Horatio for a shift change.
Speed: This isn't going to work.
Katie: *sigh* Well what do you want me to do? It's not like the kids can spend all day at crime scenes with you. They have school and they have friends and they just don't have time to be driven all over Miami just so you can tuck them in at night.
Speed: You mean, YOU don't have time to drive them all over Miami.
Katie: They'd just be alone at your place and you'd bring girls over anyway and it would be a big mess.
Speed: I don't bring girls over.
Katie: Wasn't your last girlfriend living with you?
Speed: Yeah.
Katie: Exactly my point.
Speed: Okay we can't do this.
Katie: I know.
Speed: *shakes head*
Katie: The only thing we can do for them is get back together.
Speed: You think our marriage was great even when we loved each other?
Katie: At first.
Speed: It's not exactly going to be peaches and cream if we get back together. And I can guarantee you it won't work.
Katie: Why?
Speed: I can't stand you.
Katie: Way to make a person feel lousy.
Speed: Well if you weren't so annoyi-
Katie: Annoying? And what the hell are you! You come into my home and y-
Speed: You invited me!
Katie: That's because I thought we could work something out but we can't!
Speed: Exactly! Now you're understanding it! Call the cops she finally knows how to use her BRAIN!
Katie: EXCUSE ME? I'M NOT THE ONE WHO WANTED TO GET DIVORCED!
Speed: IT ISN'T EVEN FINAL!
Katie: *throws beer* I HATE YOU!
Speed: YEAH WELL I HATE YOU TOO!
Katie: GOOD!
Speed: FINE!
Holly: *standing at the bottom of stairs, holding teddy*
Katie: *looks at Holly*
Speed: *looks at Holly*
Holly: *runs upstairs*
Lori: *walks downstairs* What are you guys, three years old? Grow the hell up.
Katie: Lori, this doesn't concern you.
Lori: Yes it does. We're your children, we're not the last piece of steak on the table for you two to fight over. Yelling and screaming at each other isn't going to make this go away so if you can't discuss it like adults, don't have kids. *walks upstairs*
Katie: *sigh*
Speed: *looks down at floor*
Katie: She's right you know.
Speed: Of course she's right.
Katie: What's that supposed to mean?
Speed: Nothing.
Katie: Why do you have to be so damn argumentative?
Speed: Oh I'm argumentative? You're the one wh-...o's laughing.
Katie: *laughing* This is the dumbest fight we've ever had.
Speed: You have too much prozac or something?
Katie: *hugs Speed* Oh Tim, don't ever change.
Speed: *lifts brow* Did I miss something?
TBC..............