:lol: Poor Brad. Poor, poor dead Brad.
Wayward
Hummerhome
Delko: Jess? Jess! Jess! Jessica!
Anni: How many do you think are in here?
Delko: JESS! She went out to get air and she never came back.
Katie: Maybe she's just somewhere in here.
Delko: *looks in fridge* JESS!
Katie: *rolls eyes*
Delko: *climbs into garbage* JESS!
Anni: *shakes head*
Delko: *looks under carpet* JESS!
Anni: *lifts brow*
Delko: You think she's in the septic tank?
Katie: ...
Anni: ...
Katie: You try calling her?
Delko: Hm...You know, I never thought of that.
Katie: Figures.
Delko: *dials phone* ....
Katie: *lifts brow*
Delko: JESS!
Anni: ...
Delko: What? Oh sorry. *closes phone* I called 911 by accident.
Anni: ...How did you call 911?
Delko: I'm so used to calling it.
Katie: You never call 911. 911 calls YOU.
Delko: OH yeah.
Anni: I got a text from her this morning. She said she found Speed and they're back in Miami.
Delko: ...
Katie: ...
Anni: What?
Katie: You couldn't have just told us this?
Anni: I thought we were playing a game.
Delko: I like games.
Katie: I hate it here.
Delko: Oh come on Katie. You're with your friends, you're having a good time...
Katie: Does this look like the face of someone who is having a good time?
Delko: Well if you turned that frown upside down a little more, yeah.
Katie: *shakes head*
Miami, Lab
Brad: Hey you got results on the Trace yet?
Speed: It's a machine, it's not magic.
Brad: Oh...Sorry.
Speed: It's okay. I have the results. *hands over paper*
Brad: So the chalk is from the football field. But what's this stuff?
Speed: It's sand.
Brad: ..Sand?
Speed: Desert sand to be more precise.
Brad: There are no deserts in Miami.
Speed: I know. So whoever owns the truck either doesn't live here, or they just got here.
Brad: Like one of the new students.
Speed: Yeah.
Brad: I'll check around surrounding states for any students who have registered at Miami U.
Speed: Do that.
Brad: ...I'm not screwing up that badly am I?
Speed: *writing on paper* You're doing fine.
Brad: So you don't hate me?
Speed: Alexx wants you in autopsy.
Brad: Jess is already down there.
Speed: And you should be down there too.
Brad: I know.
Speed: *doing paperwork*
Brad: ...I met Lori today.
Speed: Good for you.
Brad: ...I really like her.
Speed: *lifts head*
Brad: *stares at Speed*
Speed: Well she sure had a fondness for you too.
Brad: She does?
Speed: I've heard.
Brad: What did she say?
Speed: It doesn't matter what she said. You're going to stay professional on the case and you're going to stay away from my daughter.
Brad: Why?
Speed: *stands*
Brad: *backs up*
Speed: Did you not hear me the first time?
Brad: I don't see what the big deal is, I mean she likes me, I like her, it's all good right?
Speed: *walks toward Brad*
Brad: *backing up* Okay so it's not good? Okay. I can deal with that.
Speed: No more field work.
Brad: What?
Speed: Not until this case is over.
Brad: You can't do that.
Speed: I just did.
Brad: What's the big problem? It's not like there's this huge age gap or anything.
Speed: You are not allowed anywhere near that campus unless I say so. You got it?
Brad: Yes sir.
Speed: Good. Get out.
Brad: Yes sir. *runs out*
Speed: *frowns*
Hummerhome
Delko: I want a hotdog.
Carly: I want a corn dog.
Anni: I want a chilli dog.
Katie: I hate dogs.
Horatio: What about dogs?
Calleigh: Oh I used to watch Cat Dog.
Colton: Man it's raining cats and dogs out there.
JC: I want to doggie paddle in the bathtub.
Missy: You did that yesterday and got a mess everywhere.
JC: It was fun.
Horatio: Why were we talking about dogs?
Katie: Because it's fun and we're lame so here we are. Dogs.
Anni: You're sure pessimistic.
Katie: Eric beat up my man.
Delko: He got himself beat up.
Horatio: Alright guys, let's calm down. I don't want to hear about this anymore.
Anni: LET'S GET A SUPER SLIDE AND PUT IT ON THE ROOF!
Everyone: ...
Anni: Well it's not THAT dangerous.
Autopsy
Brad: Hey where's Alexx?
Jess: She had to go get out some more latex gloves.
Brad: So this is our dead guy.
Jess: Yeah.
Brad: Did we run the plates on the vehicle?
Jess: There weren't any plates. Someone took them off which is why I wanted to get down here.
Brad: Why?
Jess: Imprint on his legs. I thought I saw some detail so it might be the plates.
Brad: Great.
Jess: You look depressed.
Brad: I told Speed about Lori.
Jess: I'm sure he knows about her. She's his daughter.
Brad: No. About me and Lori.
Jess: There's a you and Lori?
Brad: Apparently she likes me.
Jess: ...And Speed I'm guessing said a big fat NO to you.
Brad: Yeah. But I'm going to her apartment tonight.
Jess: Uh what? Why? How did you find out where she lives?
Brad: I'm a cop. I have sources. And I need to see her again.
Jess: Whoa. One thing you need to know about Speed is he will hunt you down and kill you if he finds out.
Brad: You won't tell him, right?
Jess: No but I'm not going to lie.
Brad: Fair enough.
Jess: ...So you really like her.
Brad: *smiles*
Jess: Well, as much as it pains me to say it, you're not so bad for her.
Brad: Really?
Jess: Yeah. I mean, you're nice, you're...Intelligent sometimes and you're not so bad looking.
Brad: I just feel like we have this connection.
Jess: Yeah well she's a great girl. It's her father that you need to worry about.
Brad: I know. Doesn't really seem like he'll be an easy guy to convince.
Jess: Well good luck.
Brad: Probably doesn't help that I'm going to her apartment.
Jess: Aren't you off right now?
Brad: Yeah. And besides, I just wanted to say hi, and maybe invite her to dinner.
Jess: I hope she accepts.
Brad: What if she doesn't?
Jess: I wouldn't worry about it.
Brad: *nods* Well I'll head out.
Jess: I'll cover for you here.
Brad: Thanks. *leaves*
Jess: *shakes head*
Lori's apartment
Brad: *knocks on door*
Lori: *opens door* Should I sue you for harassment now?
Brad: *laughs*
Lori: *smirks* A cop thing right?
Brad: Yeah.
Lori: I haven't stopped thinking about you all day.
Brad: Me neither.
Lori: ...Well now that we got that over with.
Brad: *sigh* Yeah.
Lori: *smiles* I'm impressed that you found me.
Brad: You're not that hard to track down.
Lori: And to whom does the credit go to?
Brad: ...I ran your plates and found your address.
Lori: Thought so. Rookie.
Brad: What did you expect me to do?
Lori: I don't know, follow me home?
Brad: I wouldn't be a gentleman if I did that, now would I?
Lori: Oh and you think you're being one now.
Brad: You opened the door.
Lori: *smirks*
Brad: Would you like to go for dinner?
Lori: Dinner...*nods* I think that would be nice.
Brad: Excellent.
Lori: *grinning*
Hummerhome
Delko: I WANT MY JESSICA!
Carly: I WANT MY JOSHIE!
Katie: I WANT MY TIMMY!
Missy: I WAS DITCHED FOR HIS JESSICA!
JC: HORATIO WON'T TALK TO ME!
Horatio: I DO SO!
Missy: ERIC DITCHED ME FOR HIS JESSICA!
Colton: I HAVE MY CALLEIGH!
Calleigh: YES HE DOES!
Anni: We are getting more lame.
Carly: Agreed.
Next morning, Lab
Jess: So how did it go last night?
Brad: Man she is AMAZING.
Jess: ...
Brad: In...General. I took her out for dinner.
Jess: Was it fun?
Brad: We have so much in common.
Jess: Like what?
Brad: Well we're both from California, but grew up in Miami. She wants to be a cop, and I'm a cop.
Jess: Sounds great.
Brad: I absolutely love her personality. She's so...Quick and sharp. But she's funny, and not too funny, a-
Jess: I get the gist.
Brad: She's so perfect.
Jess: You guys didn't...Um...
Brad: What? No. Of course not.
Jess: Good. Because here comes Speed.
Brad: Uh oh.
Speed: You're ten minutes late and you left early yesterday.
Brad: I had plans.
Speed: With who?
Brad: None of your business.
Speed: *frowns* Listen kid, you got off work early which means you wasted the lab's time.
Brad: I'm sorry.
Speed: Don't do it again.
Brad: I won't.
Speed: *walks away*
Jess: *walks away*
Brad: Ugh.
Halls
Jess: What is your problem?
Speed: Lori told me about their little date. I was THIS close to snapping his little pencil neck into next week.
Jess: Well I admire your restraint. But I think they're nice for each other.
Speed: Nice? I don't think so. No one is good enough for Lori.
Jess: That's very sweet, but I think she can have a life on her own.
Speed: Not with him she can't.
Jess: It was a date! Why are you getting all moody about it?
Speed: I'm not moody.
Jess: Tim, she was raised around cops, and now you're surprised when she falls in love with one of them?
Speed: She is not in love. She is a hormonal 18 year old.
Jess: She's not your little girl anymore.
Speed: *stops walking*
Jess: As much as you hate hearing it, it's the truth.
Speed: He's not good enough for her. No one is.
Jess: *smiles* She'll be fine. Besides, I like him. He seems decent.
Speed: Then you date him.
Jess: *laughs*
TBC................
