DragonflyDreamer said
didn't she also have a miscariage at some point? I can't remember.
Yep, and I think she had...Two? I'm not sure. :lol:
And Colton! :lol: You crack me up. And you don't overthink things too much you just....Type too much.
I kid, I kid. *hugs*
Katie! You make me laugh so much! *huggles you*
Hold On Easy As I Let You Go
Lounge
Speed: *walks in* Hey, takin' a break?
Jess: Uh huh. *playing video games*
Speed: Do you even have a case?
Jess: I'm waiting for Eric.
Speed: Well I need to talk to him, have you seen him?
Jess: Why?
Speed: Blood results from Valera. The sample from the floor says that whoever was near the victim, was his father.
Jess: Oh fun. Go find him.
Speed: The kid's dad wasn't shot.
Jess: OH MAN! That's so weird.
Speed: *sits* Yeah well Eric would probably say the same but I can't find him.
Jess: *hums*
Speed: ...What are you playing?
Jess: Jeopardy.
Speed: At least you're challenging your mind.
Jess: No way I have this on 'green-horn'.
Speed: You're smarter than that.
Jess: I know but I get more money this way. I just wish they would actually give you money because I could be a millionaire by now.
Speed: Life sucks.
Jess: Tell me about it. Alex Trebec doesn't look nearly as pasty on the game as he does on the show.
Speed: *grabs newspaper*
Jess: *humming*
Speed: *frowns*
Jess: *singing* You'll always be my little girl. When you were in trouble that crooked little smile, could melt my heart of stone...
Speed: *looks at Jess*
Jess: ...What?
Speed: *looks down at floor*
Jess: ...I'm sorry.
Speed: ...
Jess: *hugs Speed*
Speed: *starts to cry*
Jess: *lifts brows* Uh....It's okay...
Speed: I miss my baby.
Jess: Oh come on, you're going to make me cry now.
Delko: *walks in* ....Am I interrupting something?
Jess: *lets go* Speed wanted to see you.
Speed: *wipes eyes* Uh, *coughs* Yeah. *stands* DNA from the floor is similar to Jack's DNA.
Delko: Really.
Speed: Probably his father.
Delko: ....Bob doesn't have a gunshot wound.
Speed: Then he's not his father.
Delko: Motive.
Speed: Yeah come on, let's get to his office.
Delko: ...You okay?
Speed: No I'm not okay. *leaves*
Delko: ..At least he's truthful.
Jess: *laughs*
AV Lab
Calleigh: *sits* Okay so what are these?
Colton: I managed to get my hands on some security footage from the art museum.
Calleigh: Find anything good?
Colton: Yeah. *types*
Calleigh: *watches*
Colton: *sits back on chair*
Calleigh: ...She ran inside.
Colton: And she's bleeding.
Calleigh: Who's that behind her?
Colton: I don't know. He's wearing all black.
Calleigh: Well zoom up.
Colton: *typing*
Calleigh: That doesn't look like Pat.
Colton: That's because it isn't. I have seen that face somewhere before though.
Calleigh: Where?
Colton: Rafael.
Calleigh: ...The man who worked in the lingerie store.
Colton: Yeah.
Calleigh: So why's he after Judy?
Colton: I don't know, let's go ask him.
Calleigh: He was released?
Colton: Three days ago.
Calleigh: The murder happened three days ago.
Bob Howard's office, downtown Miami
Bob: Can I help you gentlemen?
Speed: Yeah. Do you own a shotgun?
Bob: ...No.
Delko: *smirks* That's not what IBIS says. You registered a shotgun two seven ago under your name and Lisa's name.
Bob: So?
Speed: You weren't married to her seven years ago.
Bob: *frowns* What are you implying?
Speed: I'm not implying anything. I'm stating facts based on the evidence.
Delko: Lisa's former husband, they never found his body.
Speed: Getting shot twice must suck.
Bob: No one shot him a second time because he died.
Speed: *puts folder on table* You're also not the boy's father.
Bob: ...
Speed: If you thought we'd miss that, you're less intelligent than you led us to believe. I mean, big office downtown with a nice paycheck and you couldn't even manipulate us.
Delko: You manipulated Lisa though. She thought her husband was dead, and then she was suddenly accused of his murder. A murder that probably didn't happen.
Bob: The cops found blood at the scene.
Speed: That doesn't mean he died.
Bob: *shakes head*
Delko: Evidence says he was shot a second time, but the shooter didn't expect him to be standing right next to his son. The son he was probably just trying to visit after seven years. Maybe he just wanted to see him.
Bob: This is ridiculous.
Speed: You probably didn't like that. I mean, you wanted Lisa seven years ago and the only thing that stood in your way was her husband. So you shot him, and he ran off. Probably wasn't a fatal wound because now we know your aim is a little off.
Bob: I don't have to listen to this.
Delko: You found him again, this time with Jack.
Bob: When they discovered him dead, I had just pulled up. I was going to pick him up, it was his last day.
Delko:
cellphone rings
Speed: *places hands in pockets*
Bob: *sigh*
Delko: *closes phone* Your tire tracks puts your SUV in the line of fire. You were there before you were supposed to be. Maybe you wanted to get there a little earlier.
Bob: Who was that on the phone?
Delko: Patrol. They analyzed the tracks where the gun was found. We had a warrant for your SUV, which they were checking out while we came up here to talk to you.
Speed: Why don't you tell us what happened.
Bob: *sits in chair* ....It was an accident. I wasn't aiming for Jack. Warren, his father, showed up. I told him last time not to come back. I shot him last time in the femur.
Speed: And then Lisa got home, and found blood and a bullet in the wall, so she called the police who couldn't find the body or the weapon.
Bob: Yeah. It doesn't matter, she was aquitted. But the nerve for him to come back and find Jack. He might be related to him biologically, but I'm his father!
Delko: Well you ended up killing Jack instead.
Speed: Wherever Warren is, we'll find him but you're going to jail for murder.
Bob: I didn't mean to kill him!
Speed: Stand up.
Bob: YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT'S LIKE TO FIND OUT YOUR SON IS DEAD!
Speed: *grabs cuffs* Yeah I do. *shoves Bob against wall*
Delko: *looks around*
Bob: Get your hands off of me!
Speed: People like you make me sick. *pushes Bob further against wall*
Bob: AH!
Speed: I hope you rot in hell you son of a bitch. *cuffs Bob*
Bob: *glares*
TBC..............