CSI:Miami Road Trip: Seven Years of Bad Luck & Counting
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:lol: Shiney she was.
Meant To Be
Highway, Hummer
Lori: *asleep in back seat*
Tracy: Do you have a blanket or something for her?
Speed: I have a coat back there.
Tracy: *grabs coat, covers Lori*
Speed: *looks at Tracy*
Tracy: *turns back around*
Speed: *looks back at road*
Tracy: She must have been cute when she was small.
Speed: She was.
Tracy: Did your heart just melt when she smiled at you?
Speed: Still does.
Tracy: *smiles* That's sweet.
Speed: *nods*
Tracy: You know, we've only known each other for a couple of hours but I feel like we have this connection.
Speed: Really.
Tracy: Yeah. Normally I wouldn't tell anyone that but..You're easier to talk to than you let on.
Speed: Right.
Tracy: You're a very private man aren't you?
Speed: I've heard.
Tracy: You must push a lot of people away. Fear of emotional hurt.
Speed: What are you, my therapist?
Tracy: I'm a criminal profiler.
Speed: Well that's great but I'm not a criminal.
Tracy: It's my job to read people. I guess it comes easily to me.
Speed: *nods* And what does your job say about my relationship with Lori's mother?
Tracy: ...Is that a trick question?
Speed: No. I want to know since you seem to be the expert.
Tracy: Well...You don't talk about her. You haven't said her name, and you refer to her as 'Lori's mother' and not 'my wife'. It means you have a deep issue with her, and can't name her as your wife, because you don't really believe that's a suitable title.
Speed: *staring at road*
Tracy: You might love her, but it isn't the same as it used to be. There's an emotional attachment, but other than that, it's only because she's the mother of your child.
Speed: *blinks*
Tracy: You won't let women into your life. Sure, you might have the occasional fling, but it doesn't last because you're in search of something deeper than lust and passion. It has to be love.
Speed: How much do you get paid, anyway?
Tracy: *laughs*
Speed: You're good.
Tracy: Does that mean I'm right?
Speed: No, I didn't say you were right I said you were good.
Tracy: I'll take it.
Speed: *nods*
Tracy: So what do you think about me?
Speed: I'm not a profiler.
Tracy: Well, what do you think anyway?
Speed: I don't think you go to clubs entirely to be professional.
Tracy: Oh really.
Speed: The suspect has been missing from Texas for months, and you pick tonight to search California? Even if you had information that he might be in Nevada.
Tracy: *nods slowly*
Speed: You want kids, but you've never had a lasting relationship. You use the "I'm a cop" thing as an excuse because you don't want to blame yourself for it. You could have adopted, but you didn't. You're afraid of failure.
Tracy: *smirks* And what do you think about this situation?
Speed: I think it's uncomfortable.
Tracy: *smiling* It can get that way when you find you really know someone even though you've just met.
Speed: *looks at Tracy*
Tracy: *winks*
Speed: *lifts brow*
Tracy: Watch the road sweetie.
Speed: *looks at road*
Hummerhome
Anni: *runs in* Katie!
Katie: What?
Anni: I can't sleep.
Katie: I can.
Anni: Wake up.
Katie: No.
Anni: Come on.
Katie: Bite me.
Anni: Okay.
Katie: DON'T.
Anni: ...Sorry.
Katie: *sits up* I can't get any sleep around here.
Anni: Well neither can I.
Katie: Yeah but I was asleep before.
Colton: *walks in* Anni just ripped off my shirt trying to wake me up.
Anni: You wouldn't get out of bed.
Katie: *staring at Colton*
Colton: ...What?
Katie: What? What just happened?
Colton: You were staring at me.
Katie: I was?
Anni: *smirks*
Katie: *punches Anni*
Colton: You girls are weird. *leaves*
Anni: Ah, I see how the game is played.
Katie: What game?
Anni: You like the Coltonator.
Katie: What are you talking about?
Anni: Man I knew this place was much more fun than Melrose Place.
Katie: Hey I miss Melrose Place.
Anni: So stop acting it out.
Katie: I'm not.
Anni: You can't like Colton. He's your arch enemy.
Katie: I don't like him. I don't like anyone. I like mustard though.
Anni: How about Tim?
Katie: *sigh* I don't know. I've been thinking a lot about him lately.
Anni: And?
Katie: And I'm tired of always getting hurt by him.
Anni: So break it off.
Katie: I'm considering it.
Anni: ...You guys were great together. It would be weird not to see you two together.
Katie: I need to move on with my life. If I stay with him, I'm stuck. When he left, I felt alive again, like I could actually enjoy everything around me.
Anni: And now that he's back, you feel tied down.
Katie: It's not his fault. I just can't go through the same fights, and the same makeups.
Anni: Understandable.
Katie: I need something more.
Anni: *nods* So does that mean I can have my Timtron?
Katie: *laughs*
TBC..................
Meant To Be
Highway, Hummer
Lori: *asleep in back seat*
Tracy: Do you have a blanket or something for her?
Speed: I have a coat back there.
Tracy: *grabs coat, covers Lori*
Speed: *looks at Tracy*
Tracy: *turns back around*
Speed: *looks back at road*
Tracy: She must have been cute when she was small.
Speed: She was.
Tracy: Did your heart just melt when she smiled at you?
Speed: Still does.
Tracy: *smiles* That's sweet.
Speed: *nods*
Tracy: You know, we've only known each other for a couple of hours but I feel like we have this connection.
Speed: Really.
Tracy: Yeah. Normally I wouldn't tell anyone that but..You're easier to talk to than you let on.
Speed: Right.
Tracy: You're a very private man aren't you?
Speed: I've heard.
Tracy: You must push a lot of people away. Fear of emotional hurt.
Speed: What are you, my therapist?
Tracy: I'm a criminal profiler.
Speed: Well that's great but I'm not a criminal.
Tracy: It's my job to read people. I guess it comes easily to me.
Speed: *nods* And what does your job say about my relationship with Lori's mother?
Tracy: ...Is that a trick question?
Speed: No. I want to know since you seem to be the expert.
Tracy: Well...You don't talk about her. You haven't said her name, and you refer to her as 'Lori's mother' and not 'my wife'. It means you have a deep issue with her, and can't name her as your wife, because you don't really believe that's a suitable title.
Speed: *staring at road*
Tracy: You might love her, but it isn't the same as it used to be. There's an emotional attachment, but other than that, it's only because she's the mother of your child.
Speed: *blinks*
Tracy: You won't let women into your life. Sure, you might have the occasional fling, but it doesn't last because you're in search of something deeper than lust and passion. It has to be love.
Speed: How much do you get paid, anyway?
Tracy: *laughs*
Speed: You're good.
Tracy: Does that mean I'm right?
Speed: No, I didn't say you were right I said you were good.
Tracy: I'll take it.
Speed: *nods*
Tracy: So what do you think about me?
Speed: I'm not a profiler.
Tracy: Well, what do you think anyway?
Speed: I don't think you go to clubs entirely to be professional.
Tracy: Oh really.
Speed: The suspect has been missing from Texas for months, and you pick tonight to search California? Even if you had information that he might be in Nevada.
Tracy: *nods slowly*
Speed: You want kids, but you've never had a lasting relationship. You use the "I'm a cop" thing as an excuse because you don't want to blame yourself for it. You could have adopted, but you didn't. You're afraid of failure.
Tracy: *smirks* And what do you think about this situation?
Speed: I think it's uncomfortable.
Tracy: *smiling* It can get that way when you find you really know someone even though you've just met.
Speed: *looks at Tracy*
Tracy: *winks*
Speed: *lifts brow*
Tracy: Watch the road sweetie.
Speed: *looks at road*
Hummerhome
Anni: *runs in* Katie!
Katie: What?
Anni: I can't sleep.
Katie: I can.
Anni: Wake up.
Katie: No.
Anni: Come on.
Katie: Bite me.
Anni: Okay.
Katie: DON'T.
Anni: ...Sorry.
Katie: *sits up* I can't get any sleep around here.
Anni: Well neither can I.
Katie: Yeah but I was asleep before.
Colton: *walks in* Anni just ripped off my shirt trying to wake me up.
Anni: You wouldn't get out of bed.
Katie: *staring at Colton*
Colton: ...What?
Katie: What? What just happened?
Colton: You were staring at me.
Katie: I was?
Anni: *smirks*
Katie: *punches Anni*
Colton: You girls are weird. *leaves*
Anni: Ah, I see how the game is played.
Katie: What game?
Anni: You like the Coltonator.
Katie: What are you talking about?
Anni: Man I knew this place was much more fun than Melrose Place.
Katie: Hey I miss Melrose Place.
Anni: So stop acting it out.
Katie: I'm not.
Anni: You can't like Colton. He's your arch enemy.
Katie: I don't like him. I don't like anyone. I like mustard though.
Anni: How about Tim?
Katie: *sigh* I don't know. I've been thinking a lot about him lately.
Anni: And?
Katie: And I'm tired of always getting hurt by him.
Anni: So break it off.
Katie: I'm considering it.
Anni: ...You guys were great together. It would be weird not to see you two together.
Katie: I need to move on with my life. If I stay with him, I'm stuck. When he left, I felt alive again, like I could actually enjoy everything around me.
Anni: And now that he's back, you feel tied down.
Katie: It's not his fault. I just can't go through the same fights, and the same makeups.
Anni: Understandable.
Katie: I need something more.
Anni: *nods* So does that mean I can have my Timtron?
Katie: *laughs*
TBC..................
karen999uk
Dead on Arrival
I forgot to say thank you for posting the link to the 5th road trip thread! Please dont think Im rude, just a little dapsy!
Lol at Anni's dreams
Update soon pleeeeease!!!
Lol at Anni's dreams
Update soon pleeeeease!!!
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
*sighs* Anni I swear she does drugs before bed. If I ever hear the words 'It started out innocently enough' i'm going to know its going to involve something very weird. Seriously Eric and oven? Hahaha.
Hmmm Speedy certainly gets around doesn't he? I mean there was Ms. Coffee/I don't watch the news, Miss Sandra, Anni, Calleigh, Carly, Jess, and now Miss Tracey. *narrows eyes* lol i'm kidding. Poor Tracey wants a kid yeah well back off lady he's helped make enough to popullate Nebraska...ok not really but its fun to tease.
And Lori likes the idea of Speed and Tracey? Well I guess thats a slap in the face to me huh? But tracey was right on the nose about me and Timmy boy though wasn't she? Hmm...I'm not sure if I like her or not?
And do i seriously like Colton? I mean...he's a bad guy...well was but still. I loved that whole comment about me acting out Melrose Place. reminds me of Chandler. lol. Update soon please.
Hmmm Speedy certainly gets around doesn't he? I mean there was Ms. Coffee/I don't watch the news, Miss Sandra, Anni, Calleigh, Carly, Jess, and now Miss Tracey. *narrows eyes* lol i'm kidding. Poor Tracey wants a kid yeah well back off lady he's helped make enough to popullate Nebraska...ok not really but its fun to tease.
And Lori likes the idea of Speed and Tracey? Well I guess thats a slap in the face to me huh? But tracey was right on the nose about me and Timmy boy though wasn't she? Hmm...I'm not sure if I like her or not?
And do i seriously like Colton? I mean...he's a bad guy...well was but still. I loved that whole comment about me acting out Melrose Place. reminds me of Chandler. lol. Update soon please.
I don't think you're rude at all.
I'm glad I could provide the link for you. Katie! :lol: Nebraska. :lol:
Don't Wait For Daylight
Las Vegas Crime Lab
Nick: *looking at map* This guy's good.
Catherine: You talk to Miami PD?
Nick: Yeah they called this morning and sent me the casefile.
Catherine: So what have you got?
Nick: *looks at Catherine* Well...Nothing yet Cath, he hasn't even been here.
Brass: *walks in* Don't be too sure about that. Clark County University just called in a homicide. They think it's a hit and run.
Catherine: *sigh* City never sleeps.
Brass: Grissom's already there.
Nick: Of course he is. He's Grissom.
Brass: You know Nicky you might want to take a page out of his book.
Nick: Yeah getting to the crime scene before the rest of us even hear about it?
Brass: Maybe the guy has a police radio taped to his-
Catherine: *lifts brow*
Brass: Nevermind. *leaves*
Catherine: *grabs coffee from Nick* You have a scene.
Nick: Wha? Cath, come on!
Catherine: Grissom's waiting.
Nick: He's good at that! Come on, I just made that coffee.
Catherine: *sips coffee* Mmm it's good. Is it your personal blend?
Nick: As a matter of fact it is.
Catherine: So you won't mind if I take this then.
Nick: *rolls eyes* Alright fine, I'm leaving. Have all the coffee you want. *grabs kit, leaves*
Catherine: *drinks coffee*
Crime Scene
Grissom: *kneeling near body* You're late.
Nick: No, you're early. *places down kit*
Grissom: Come take a look at these blow flies. It's fascinating.
Nick: Uh...Yeah I'm sure it is.
Grissom: The victim's been here at least two days.
Nick: So this Jack Bradford or...Brad Jackson or whatever his name is, has been in Vegas for at least two days.
Grissom: If you don't stop from Miami, it doesn't take long.
Nick: So when are these Miami CSIs supposed to get here anyway?
Grissom: Hey Nick hand me a tape-lifter.
Nick: I don't think that's the most humane way to collect bugs.
Grissom: Actully Nick, they're not humans so it wouldn't be accurate to use the term 'humane'.
Nick: *hands over tape-lifter* Should have known.
Grissom: I don't need it for the bugs anyway. I found some trace on the guy's shirt.
Nick: Wonderful.
Grissom: Looks like GSR.
Nick: The first victim from Texas was shot twelve times. The Miami kid wasn't shot. Doesn't seem like a pattern.
Grissom: But this victim was shot.
Nick: So why wasn't the Miami victim shot?
Grissom: Well there are many reasons why. Maybe he got nervous, or forgot the gun. Maybe the gun malfunctioned, or lost it after he crashed into the victim.
Nick: No one found a gun in their crime scene.
Grissom: Did you ask the Miami CSIs?
Nick: ...
Grissom: *gives evidence to Nick*
Nick: You want me to call them?
Grissom: *walks away*
Nick: Gris!
Dave: *wheels gurney over* I thought you were a level 3.
Nick: Yeah I thought I was too.
Dave: Burn.
Nick: Yeah ha ha.
Hummerhome
Horatio: *clapping* Alright people let's get a move on! Australia won't wait!
No sound is heard
Horatio: *flicking lights on and off* I don't hear people getting dressed!
Colton: *walks out* Maybe that's because it doesn't have to sound like a bomb is going off when we put on a pair of pants. Geez, impatient much?
Horatio: I had too much coffee. LET'S GO! KATIE! ANNI! CARLY! MISS! JC! CALLEIGH! ERIC! UP AND AT 'EM!
Katie: *walks out* All I could see was the porch light going off and on.
Horatio: *looks at light switch* Oh. Oops.
Katie: Oops?
Horatio: Where's everyone else?
Katie: It takes more than two seconds to get dressed. I mean, what if someone in there was naked?
Horatio: Who would be naked?
Katie: ...Eric?
Colton: Yeah he would be.
Katie: *slaps Colton* No one asked you.
Colton: Um excuse me I didn't think you were allowed to slap people for no reason.
Katie: I can slap whoever I want. I'm the Queen of the Spider People. Someday if you're lucky I'll recruit you into the Secret Cloud Police and we can have a jolly good time.
Colton: ...*lifts brow*
Katie: Ah nevermind.
Carly: *runs out* THERE'S A SPIDER IN MY BED!
Katie: MY FIRST RECRUIT! *jumping up and down*
Carly: Someone kill it! Someone kill it! It's so gross!
Horatio: Alright, stand back I'll take care of it. *pulls out gun*
Colton: Whoa, what are you doing? You're going to put a hole through the Hummerhome.
Horatio: How else do you expect me to kill it?
Katie: Use paper towel like the rest of the world.
Carly: Look in my ears! Are there eggs in my ears!
Katie: Yes.
Carly: *screaming*
Horatio: Now Carly, no one laid eggs in your ears.
Carly: I DON'T WANT TO HAVE DEMON SPIDER SPAWNS GROWING IN MY HEAD!
Katie: It was a joke.
Carly: Do not joke!
Colton: I think I see one in your hair.
Carly: *screaming, runs into bathroom*
Colton: She is way too much fun to tease.
Horatio: Someone go kill the spider.
Katie: You do it. You're Jesus.
Horatio: Did it ever say in the bible that Jesus smited 8-legged bugs? I don't think so.
Colton: Geez, I'll do it. *leaves*
Anni: *runs out* OH MY GOD! KATIE!
Katie: If it's a dream I don't want to hear about it.
Anni: *hugs Katie*
Katie: ...What did I do?
Anni: I didn't know you were so powerful. *kneels and grovels* My Queen.
Katie: ...I didn't put the spider in her bed.
Anni: *saluting and making signals with her hands* Your magesty, I shall be your servant and...Your personal...Coat rack of sorts.
Katie: I didn't put the spider in her bed.
Colton: *walks out* I took care of it.
Anni: Wait, if you killed the spider, shouldn't a little piece of Katie die with it?
Katie: *frowns* Anni, I'm the Queen of the Spider People, not the MAKER of the Spider People.
Anni: Fine. Be that way. I'll have the Secret Cloud Police investigate you.
Katie: You can't. I'm in control over them with mustard and pet Wubba monsters.
Horatio: *holding head* Too...Many...Old references...
TBC.............
Wyoming
Head of the Graveyard Shift
OMG ANOTHER VERSION OF JESUS! He should talk to Horatio, man, those two alone could rule the world.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OMG I laughed so hard at that because I can just imagine Katie jumping up and down. "MY FIRST RECRUIT!" HAHAHA
Great update Geni, I wonder where this will lead, and I wonder if Tracy will get Speed in the end
Great update Geni, can't wait for more!speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
Is he really? Because hey i'm not going to complain Adam/Eric is a very fine looking man but...I forgot were I was going with that. lol.
And slapping people is my thing? Colton should know that by now. All though a lot of things are my thing like...being weird and not making sense at all.
Anni bowing to me? I don't know if I should feel special or freaked out? lol. But of course that is Anni.
Oh my god! That made me laugh so hard. For some reason I can see me in my 90's in a rocking chair counting spiders and putting them into jars. *shivers* *gaspage* The secret cloud police?! Teehee. Didn't Tim make that up when he was high? Hmm...to many inside jokes I can't remember. lol. Update soon please.
:lol: Yes, yes he did make it up when he was high. Good times.
Your thing is also Cheez-its if I remember correctly.
Faze You
Nevada, Hotel room
Tracy: *walks into bathroom* You still in the shower?
Speed: *behind curtain* No, I'm just hanging out in here so I can smoke.
Tracy: *laughs* Mind if I put on some makeup?
Speed: Go ahead.
Tracy: *opens boxes and purses, packages and kits*
Speed: *peers from curtain* Enough makeup?
Tracy: I need to be prepared.
Speed: Is Lori still in her room?
Tracy: Yeah but I phoned her room to make sure she got out of bed.
Speed: *nods* Good idea.
Tracy: *brushes hair* So, have you ever been to Vegas?
Speed: A few times.
Tracy: Was it fun?
Speed: Well, I wouldn't call it...Fun.
Tracy: You get arrested?
Speed: No.
Tracy: Oh. Well, then I can see how that would ruin your entire experience.
Speed: Eric got arrested. I work with him.
Tracy: Ah.
Speed: I mean I care about the guy, but that was the dumbest thing he'd ever done...Well up to that point.
Tracy: He's your friend?
Speed: He's the best.
Tracy: *nods*
Speed: It's kind of funny. The guy beat the crap out of me the last time I saw him, but...If there was a bullet coming toward him, I'd jump right in front of it. *grabs towel*
Tracy: *smiles* You sound like a good friend to have.
Speed: Well I get shot a lot. Might as well continue the collection of lead. *steps out of shower*
Tracy: I'm sure he'd do the same for you.
Speed: Yeah right. The guy's afraid of loud noises and small children.
Tracy: *giggles*
Speed: ...You have makeup everywhere. How am I supposed to shave?
Tracy: Don't. *winks*
Speed: *lifts brow*
Tracy: I'll move my stuff if you want.
Speed: No, don't bother. You seem to have a system of feminine...Beauty going on. I wouldn't want to jeopardize that.
Tracy: What about what you want?
Speed: ...What about what I want?
Tracy: Well...I could just as easily move all my stuff so you can shave and brush your teeth and brush your hair and everything.
Speed: It's not a problem. Besides, I've learned to compromise.
Tracy: You think my taking over the bathroom completely is a compromise?
Speed: ...
Tracy: *throws makeup into bags, purses, kits*
Speed: What are you doing?
Tracy: *puts one kit on counter* Compromising. *hands razor to Speed*
Speed: *looks down at razor*
Tracy: We are equal, right?
Speed: ...Yeah.
Tracy: So what are you waiting for?
Speed: I'm just...I'm used to waiting.
Tracy: Don't wait or everything will pass you by.
Speed: *staring at Tracy*...Yeah. *grabs razor*
Hummerhome
Carly: *running around spastically* IS IT IN MY HAIR! DO I HAVE ANYTHING ON MY CLOTHES! IS MY FLY DOWN! IS THERE SOMETHING IN MY TEETH! WHAT'S IN YOUR WALLET!
Anni: ...I think the spider eggs went to her brain.
Katie: There are no spider eggs in her brain. Carly, there are no spider eggs in your brain.
Carly: *shakes Katie* HOW DO YOU KNOW!
Katie: I'm the Queen of the Spider People. I know all.
Carly: *pacing around* Okay, okay okay. Let's think rationally. If I were to have billions of spider spawns in my brain, and they started eating away at my brain tissues, what would happen theoretically?
Colton: Well theoretically you would have spiders coming out of your eyes.
Carly: ....*starts screaming*
Delko: Carly, I'm sure there is nothing in your brain.
Carly: *whispers* They can HEAR you.
Katie: Who can hear us?
Carly: The Spider People. THEY CAN READ MY MIND! EVERY LETTER!
Katie: *nods slowly*
Carly: I'M GOING TO TURN INTO A SPIDER! OH MY GOD ARE THERE EXTRA ARMS SPROUTING OUT OF MY ASS? *twirling around in circles* I CAN'T SEE MY ASS!
Colton: I can.
Katie: *slaps Colton*
Carly: *falls down* GET THEM OUT OF MY HEAD! *rolling around on the carpet*
Colton: You know, there are small carpet mites in the carpet that can hear the Spider People calling.
Carly: *jumps up* SOMEONE HELP ME! *opens cupboard, climbs in* I'm safe here, no one can find me. I'm safe here, no one can find me.
Colton: I see you.
Carly: THE INVISIBILITY CLOAK ISN'T WORKING! MY SPIDEY SENSES ARE TINGLING! OH MY GOD THEY'RE IN MY SENSES AND THEY'RE TINGLING!
Anni: Carly, calm down. I'm sure you're fine.
Carly: Fine? Does this look like the face of someone who is FINE?
Anni: ...If you were a little less spastic and...Insane, then yeah.
Carly: *flails* SOMEONE TURN OFF THE LIGHTS! MY PINKY FINGERS ARE MOVING WITH MY RING FINGER! THAT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN! *turns off all the lights*
Calleigh: ...Why are the lights off?
Delko: Her fingers are moving.
Carly: THE DARK MAKES MY EYES GO BIGGER! SOMEONE GET ME A SPOON SO I CAN SEE INTO MY BRAIN!
Katie: ...Did that spider poison her or something?
Delko: Carly, will a fork work?
Carly: *blank stare*
Delko: What?
Carly: *screaming*
Delko: Sorry I asked.
Calleigh: Maybe we should tranquilize her or something.
Carly: Oh good. Good idea. Then the spiders will be tranquilized and you can take a fork and get them out of my head.
Calleigh: Carly, there are no spiders in your brain.
Colton: Yeah that was a male spider.
Carly: *brushes hair out of face* ...It was?
Colton: Yeah...I think.
Carly: *passes out*
Katie: Well...Who's next on our list to freak out?
TBC................
Good times.Your thing is also Cheez-its if I remember correctly.
Faze You
Nevada, Hotel room
Tracy: *walks into bathroom* You still in the shower?
Speed: *behind curtain* No, I'm just hanging out in here so I can smoke.
Tracy: *laughs* Mind if I put on some makeup?
Speed: Go ahead.
Tracy: *opens boxes and purses, packages and kits*
Speed: *peers from curtain* Enough makeup?
Tracy: I need to be prepared.
Speed: Is Lori still in her room?
Tracy: Yeah but I phoned her room to make sure she got out of bed.
Speed: *nods* Good idea.
Tracy: *brushes hair* So, have you ever been to Vegas?
Speed: A few times.
Tracy: Was it fun?
Speed: Well, I wouldn't call it...Fun.
Tracy: You get arrested?
Speed: No.
Tracy: Oh. Well, then I can see how that would ruin your entire experience.
Speed: Eric got arrested. I work with him.
Tracy: Ah.
Speed: I mean I care about the guy, but that was the dumbest thing he'd ever done...Well up to that point.
Tracy: He's your friend?
Speed: He's the best.
Tracy: *nods*
Speed: It's kind of funny. The guy beat the crap out of me the last time I saw him, but...If there was a bullet coming toward him, I'd jump right in front of it. *grabs towel*
Tracy: *smiles* You sound like a good friend to have.
Speed: Well I get shot a lot. Might as well continue the collection of lead. *steps out of shower*
Tracy: I'm sure he'd do the same for you.
Speed: Yeah right. The guy's afraid of loud noises and small children.
Tracy: *giggles*
Speed: ...You have makeup everywhere. How am I supposed to shave?
Tracy: Don't. *winks*
Speed: *lifts brow*
Tracy: I'll move my stuff if you want.
Speed: No, don't bother. You seem to have a system of feminine...Beauty going on. I wouldn't want to jeopardize that.
Tracy: What about what you want?
Speed: ...What about what I want?
Tracy: Well...I could just as easily move all my stuff so you can shave and brush your teeth and brush your hair and everything.
Speed: It's not a problem. Besides, I've learned to compromise.
Tracy: You think my taking over the bathroom completely is a compromise?
Speed: ...
Tracy: *throws makeup into bags, purses, kits*
Speed: What are you doing?
Tracy: *puts one kit on counter* Compromising. *hands razor to Speed*
Speed: *looks down at razor*
Tracy: We are equal, right?
Speed: ...Yeah.
Tracy: So what are you waiting for?
Speed: I'm just...I'm used to waiting.
Tracy: Don't wait or everything will pass you by.
Speed: *staring at Tracy*...Yeah. *grabs razor*
Hummerhome
Carly: *running around spastically* IS IT IN MY HAIR! DO I HAVE ANYTHING ON MY CLOTHES! IS MY FLY DOWN! IS THERE SOMETHING IN MY TEETH! WHAT'S IN YOUR WALLET!
Anni: ...I think the spider eggs went to her brain.
Katie: There are no spider eggs in her brain. Carly, there are no spider eggs in your brain.
Carly: *shakes Katie* HOW DO YOU KNOW!
Katie: I'm the Queen of the Spider People. I know all.
Carly: *pacing around* Okay, okay okay. Let's think rationally. If I were to have billions of spider spawns in my brain, and they started eating away at my brain tissues, what would happen theoretically?
Colton: Well theoretically you would have spiders coming out of your eyes.
Carly: ....*starts screaming*
Delko: Carly, I'm sure there is nothing in your brain.
Carly: *whispers* They can HEAR you.
Katie: Who can hear us?
Carly: The Spider People. THEY CAN READ MY MIND! EVERY LETTER!
Katie: *nods slowly*
Carly: I'M GOING TO TURN INTO A SPIDER! OH MY GOD ARE THERE EXTRA ARMS SPROUTING OUT OF MY ASS? *twirling around in circles* I CAN'T SEE MY ASS!
Colton: I can.
Katie: *slaps Colton*
Carly: *falls down* GET THEM OUT OF MY HEAD! *rolling around on the carpet*
Colton: You know, there are small carpet mites in the carpet that can hear the Spider People calling.
Carly: *jumps up* SOMEONE HELP ME! *opens cupboard, climbs in* I'm safe here, no one can find me. I'm safe here, no one can find me.
Colton: I see you.
Carly: THE INVISIBILITY CLOAK ISN'T WORKING! MY SPIDEY SENSES ARE TINGLING! OH MY GOD THEY'RE IN MY SENSES AND THEY'RE TINGLING!
Anni: Carly, calm down. I'm sure you're fine.
Carly: Fine? Does this look like the face of someone who is FINE?
Anni: ...If you were a little less spastic and...Insane, then yeah.
Carly: *flails* SOMEONE TURN OFF THE LIGHTS! MY PINKY FINGERS ARE MOVING WITH MY RING FINGER! THAT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN! *turns off all the lights*
Calleigh: ...Why are the lights off?
Delko: Her fingers are moving.
Carly: THE DARK MAKES MY EYES GO BIGGER! SOMEONE GET ME A SPOON SO I CAN SEE INTO MY BRAIN!
Katie: ...Did that spider poison her or something?
Delko: Carly, will a fork work?
Carly: *blank stare*
Delko: What?
Carly: *screaming*
Delko: Sorry I asked.
Calleigh: Maybe we should tranquilize her or something.
Carly: Oh good. Good idea. Then the spiders will be tranquilized and you can take a fork and get them out of my head.
Calleigh: Carly, there are no spiders in your brain.
Colton: Yeah that was a male spider.
Carly: *brushes hair out of face* ...It was?
Colton: Yeah...I think.
Carly: *passes out*
Katie: Well...Who's next on our list to freak out?
TBC................
carlz31
Coroner
:lol: I seriously cannot stop laughing, that was AWESOME!
Yeah, come on people! Australia won't wait!...well, I'm sure it will still be here no matter how long you take...Hee! I love Australia!...of course, I live there, so I might be a little biased...anyways,
Awwww, the Vegas CSI's...YAY! *gasp* so Brad's already been there *eerie music*. Haha, go Speedy! he and Tracey should so go out...they are so cute! And Katie likes Colton? Wow, Colton is sure getting a lot of Hummerhome action...well, not action persay, but something is certainly going on...
anyway, please update soon!
Haha, I love random freak-out Carly...it's like drunkeness, but more freaky..."What's in your wallet?" Oh man, I am so going to yell that out at random times...Hehe, So. Damn. Random! ahhh, drunk/freakout us/me is hilarious!
Oh Katie...I can so imagine you jumping up and down saying that...that was awesomely hilarious!
Yeah, come on people! Australia won't wait!...well, I'm sure it will still be here no matter how long you take...Hee! I love Australia!...of course, I live there, so I might be a little biased...anyways,
Awwww, the Vegas CSI's...YAY! *gasp* so Brad's already been there *eerie music*. Haha, go Speedy! he and Tracey should so go out...they are so cute! And Katie likes Colton? Wow, Colton is sure getting a lot of Hummerhome action...well, not action persay, but something is certainly going on...
anyway, please update soon!
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
Poor Poor crazy, spastic, insane, crazy, psycho carly. But we still love you anyways. I don't even think I've freaked out that much. lol. But i do have to admit that was pretty funny. And *narrows eyes* ....when Speedy was talking about how he's used to waiting...he was talking about me wasn't he? I can't help it if it takes me forever to put make up on. lol. Ah, yes the cheez its! How can I forget about those cheesily delicious...things. Update soon please!
Success! The randomness continues!
Don't Leave Just Yet
Miami
Jess: *looking through files*
Tripp: Hey.
Jess: Hey.
Tripp: What casefile are you looking at?
Jess: If Brad's the killer, I want more evidence.
Tripp: Claire confessed.
Jess: Claire wasn't in the driver's seat and she was under the influence. She didn't know what was going on anymore than we do.
Tripp: I just went into the locker room and found all of Brad's stuff in his locker, everything but his service pistol.
Jess: What? That locker was empty when we found out he skipped town.
Tripp: Then he's back in Miami. Vegas PD must have caught onto him.
Vegas
Speed: You found GSR?
Nick: Yeah. Loads of it on the vic.
Tracy: What about the bullets?
Nick: They're running through IBIS now.
Tracy: I've got the results from our Texas case.
Speed: And?
Tracy: Bullets were from a 9 mil. It was registered to Jack Bradford.
Computer beeps
Nick: Hey we got something.
Speed: *looks at screen*
Nick: 9 mil registered to...*laughs*
Tracy: What.
Nick: I can't believe this.
Tracy: Hey Vegas, is it a secret?
Nick: *turns screen around* Brad Jackson. Registered in Miami.
Speed: So he used his service pistol in the murder here.
Tracy: Why not in Miami?
Grissom: *walks in* I found something in Autopsy.
Nick: The meaning of life?
Grissom: Better. Vegetation.
Nick: ...And?
Grissom: It was in the wounds on our victim.
Nick: So? He was found in the bushes.
Grissom: I went to my library and looked through a few books. *hands page to Nick*
Nick: Hibiscus. That's some sort of tree, right?
Speed: *grabs paper* It's a tree that grows in and around Florida. Most commonly found in The Everglades.
Tracy: Isn't that Miami university near the Glades?
Speed: Yeah. He tracked it up from Miami.
Nick: So how do we find him?
Grissom: News stations have already put out broadcasts. They're calling him the College Killer.
Speed: Who leaked to the media?
Grissom: Wasn't one of us. Probably a student at the university.
Speed: So this guy knows we're after him. Great.
Cellphone rings
Speed: *opens phone* Yeah it's Speed.
Jess: Tim, he's back.
Speed: *frowns* In Miami.
Jess: Yeah. I'm going back to the university.
Speed: I'll call Horatio and tell him to cut his vacation short.
Jess: Get down here as fast as you can.
Speed: Workin' on it. *closes phone* He's back in Miami.
Tracy: He was stupid enough to go back.
Speed: Yeah which means we have to head out on a plane right now.
Nick: How do you even know he's back?
Speed: I trust my colleague on it. If she thinks he's back, then he is.
Nick: What if she's wrong?
Speed: She's not wrong.
Miami, University
Jess walks around slowly, looking around the crime scene
Tripp: So what are we lookin' for?
Jess: The other two murders...Brad shot the victim. He didn't shoot this victim, so maybe he dropped the gun somewhere.
Tripp: He's had plenty of time to retrieve it. He processed the scene.
Jess: *looks down at ground*
Tripp: Found something?
Jess: Yeah. *kneels* Looks like a piece of glass.
Tripp: Glass. Like a beer bottle?
Jess: No, it's tempered. I think it's from a windsheild.
Tripp: Did the Jeep have any broken windows?
Jess: ...The windows were rolled down.
Tripp: *nods*
Jess: I have to take another look at that Jeep.
CSI Garage
Jess walks in, walks over to the Jeep. She clicks on a flashlight and shines it in the direction of the driver's side window. The windows are rolled all the way down. No glass on the seat.
Jess: ...Maybe it was smashed out.
Jess opens the Jeep driver's side door, and rolls up the window, only to find that the window crumbles as pieces of glass fall onto the concrete flooring.
Jess: *kneels, picks up piece of glass*
Trace Lab, 3 hours later
Tripp: *walks in* Hey, you paged me?
Jess: I took another look at the Jeep.
Tripp: And?
Jess: Well, I rolled up the window and I found out that the driver's side window was smashed.
Tripp: If it was smashed, wouldn't there be glass on the front seat?
Jess: I examined the glass. The refractive pattern suggests that the window was smashed outward with a blunt object.
Tripp: Like a gun.
Jess: Yes. So, I did a little test to determine if the glass from the crime scene was the same glass from our Jeep. It's called a glass density test.
Tripp: What does that mean?
Jess: I filled two test tubes with water, and dropped the glass from the crime scene into it. Glass floats. So I was able to figure out the density of the glass by watching for which distance the glass stopped.
Tripp: Alright I'm with you so far.
Jess: I dropped the second piece of glass, which was from the Jeep's driver side window, into the second test tube. Both piece of glass matched densities.
Tripp: What does that mean?
Jess: It means they're from the same pane of glass.
Tripp: So the glass from the crime scene is a match to the glass in the Jeep.
Jess: Exactly.
Tripp: Why didn't you just say so?
Jess: *stares at Tripp* ...
Tripp: Nevermind. *rolls eyes* Scientists. Always got to explain things so guys like me can't understand english anymore.
Jess: I think I know what happened.
Tripp: Alright, but make sure it's in english.
Jess: *smiles*
Tripp: Sorry.
Jess: Okay, so, Claire is drugged, and she's in the passenger side seat...
FLASHBACK - EXT. CRIME DAY
Inside Jeep
Claire: No, No, don't drive so fast.
Brad: I'm not driving fast sweetheart, your mind is just loopy.
Claire: Slow down.
Brad: It's okay, I have it under control. *pulls out gun*
Claire: Is that a gun?
Brad: Yeah.
Claire: Put it away! Are you insane?
Brad: Just stay there.
Claire: No! Put the gun away! *grabs gun*
Brad: *pushes Claire*
Gun smashes into driver's side window
Brad: *presses on the gas*
Claire: Stop!
Jeep smashes into Ash
Brad: Get out.
Claire: You just r-
Brad: GET OUT!
Claire: *runs out, runs away*
Brad drives into the parkinglot, rolls both windows down, walks away. Meanwhile, Claire goes into the University, and passes out
FLASHBACK - INT. TRACE LAB.
Tripp: How do we prove it?
Jess: Claire's DNA was on the passenger side airbag. I bet if we look at the driver's side airbag, we'll find DNA.
Tripp: I thought we already checked it.
Jess: No. It got pushed back because Tim left. I didn't get a chance to process.
Tripp: How long's it going to take?
Jess: Well it's not a microwave, it's DNA.
Tripp: *angry sigh*
Jess: It'll take a day to get the results.
Tripp: He could be long gone by then.
Jess: I know. So we have to either find something else to get him, or we wait for DNA to come through. Maybe the Vegas team will figure it out before they get back.
Tripp: Yeah. The miracle of science. You guys can do all sorts of tests and things but when it comes down to time, it all goes to hell.
Jess: I can't help that.
Plane, 9 pm
Tracy: So...When we get this guy, I guess it'll be goodbye huh.
Speed: *looks at Tracy*
Tracy: *looks down at magazine*
Speed: You work in Texas.
Tracy: I know.
Speed: You knew you were going back.
Tracy: Yeah. Um...It has been really great working with you.
Speed: You too.
Tracy: ...I mean...Really great. You're not like anyone I've ever met.
Speed: *nods*
Tracy: Under different circumstances, if I was just some woman at the club...Would you have even given me a second glance?
Speed: We're on a case. Just because the sun goes down, doesn't mean our professionalism does.
Tracy: ...I won't let you push me away.
Speed: I'm not pushing you a-
Tracy: Yes, you are. Tim let your guard down just this once.
Speed: You have the casefile?
Tracy: ...Yeah. *hands over file*
Speed: *opens file*
Tracy: I'm sorry.
Speed: *flips page*
Tracy: ...You won't let me in because you have feelings for me. You don't want to be hurt, and you don't want to do the same to me.
Speed: Is that your expert forensic opinion?
Tracy: Call it intuition.
Speed: I'm...I'm ma-
Tracy: No. *shakes head* No, Tim you haven't been married for a long time.
Speed: *staring at file*
Tracy: *holds Speed's hand*
Speed: *looks at Tracy*
TBC..............
Don't Leave Just Yet
Miami
Jess: *looking through files*
Tripp: Hey.
Jess: Hey.
Tripp: What casefile are you looking at?
Jess: If Brad's the killer, I want more evidence.
Tripp: Claire confessed.
Jess: Claire wasn't in the driver's seat and she was under the influence. She didn't know what was going on anymore than we do.
Tripp: I just went into the locker room and found all of Brad's stuff in his locker, everything but his service pistol.
Jess: What? That locker was empty when we found out he skipped town.
Tripp: Then he's back in Miami. Vegas PD must have caught onto him.
Vegas
Speed: You found GSR?
Nick: Yeah. Loads of it on the vic.
Tracy: What about the bullets?
Nick: They're running through IBIS now.
Tracy: I've got the results from our Texas case.
Speed: And?
Tracy: Bullets were from a 9 mil. It was registered to Jack Bradford.
Computer beeps
Nick: Hey we got something.
Speed: *looks at screen*
Nick: 9 mil registered to...*laughs*
Tracy: What.
Nick: I can't believe this.
Tracy: Hey Vegas, is it a secret?
Nick: *turns screen around* Brad Jackson. Registered in Miami.
Speed: So he used his service pistol in the murder here.
Tracy: Why not in Miami?
Grissom: *walks in* I found something in Autopsy.
Nick: The meaning of life?
Grissom: Better. Vegetation.
Nick: ...And?
Grissom: It was in the wounds on our victim.
Nick: So? He was found in the bushes.
Grissom: I went to my library and looked through a few books. *hands page to Nick*
Nick: Hibiscus. That's some sort of tree, right?
Speed: *grabs paper* It's a tree that grows in and around Florida. Most commonly found in The Everglades.
Tracy: Isn't that Miami university near the Glades?
Speed: Yeah. He tracked it up from Miami.
Nick: So how do we find him?
Grissom: News stations have already put out broadcasts. They're calling him the College Killer.
Speed: Who leaked to the media?
Grissom: Wasn't one of us. Probably a student at the university.
Speed: So this guy knows we're after him. Great.
Cellphone rings
Speed: *opens phone* Yeah it's Speed.
Jess: Tim, he's back.
Speed: *frowns* In Miami.
Jess: Yeah. I'm going back to the university.
Speed: I'll call Horatio and tell him to cut his vacation short.
Jess: Get down here as fast as you can.
Speed: Workin' on it. *closes phone* He's back in Miami.
Tracy: He was stupid enough to go back.
Speed: Yeah which means we have to head out on a plane right now.
Nick: How do you even know he's back?
Speed: I trust my colleague on it. If she thinks he's back, then he is.
Nick: What if she's wrong?
Speed: She's not wrong.
Miami, University
Jess walks around slowly, looking around the crime scene
Tripp: So what are we lookin' for?
Jess: The other two murders...Brad shot the victim. He didn't shoot this victim, so maybe he dropped the gun somewhere.
Tripp: He's had plenty of time to retrieve it. He processed the scene.
Jess: *looks down at ground*
Tripp: Found something?
Jess: Yeah. *kneels* Looks like a piece of glass.
Tripp: Glass. Like a beer bottle?
Jess: No, it's tempered. I think it's from a windsheild.
Tripp: Did the Jeep have any broken windows?
Jess: ...The windows were rolled down.
Tripp: *nods*
Jess: I have to take another look at that Jeep.
CSI Garage
Jess walks in, walks over to the Jeep. She clicks on a flashlight and shines it in the direction of the driver's side window. The windows are rolled all the way down. No glass on the seat.
Jess: ...Maybe it was smashed out.
Jess opens the Jeep driver's side door, and rolls up the window, only to find that the window crumbles as pieces of glass fall onto the concrete flooring.
Jess: *kneels, picks up piece of glass*
Trace Lab, 3 hours later
Tripp: *walks in* Hey, you paged me?
Jess: I took another look at the Jeep.
Tripp: And?
Jess: Well, I rolled up the window and I found out that the driver's side window was smashed.
Tripp: If it was smashed, wouldn't there be glass on the front seat?
Jess: I examined the glass. The refractive pattern suggests that the window was smashed outward with a blunt object.
Tripp: Like a gun.
Jess: Yes. So, I did a little test to determine if the glass from the crime scene was the same glass from our Jeep. It's called a glass density test.
Tripp: What does that mean?
Jess: I filled two test tubes with water, and dropped the glass from the crime scene into it. Glass floats. So I was able to figure out the density of the glass by watching for which distance the glass stopped.
Tripp: Alright I'm with you so far.
Jess: I dropped the second piece of glass, which was from the Jeep's driver side window, into the second test tube. Both piece of glass matched densities.
Tripp: What does that mean?
Jess: It means they're from the same pane of glass.
Tripp: So the glass from the crime scene is a match to the glass in the Jeep.
Jess: Exactly.
Tripp: Why didn't you just say so?
Jess: *stares at Tripp* ...
Tripp: Nevermind. *rolls eyes* Scientists. Always got to explain things so guys like me can't understand english anymore.
Jess: I think I know what happened.
Tripp: Alright, but make sure it's in english.
Jess: *smiles*
Tripp: Sorry.
Jess: Okay, so, Claire is drugged, and she's in the passenger side seat...
FLASHBACK - EXT. CRIME DAY
Inside Jeep
Claire: No, No, don't drive so fast.
Brad: I'm not driving fast sweetheart, your mind is just loopy.
Claire: Slow down.
Brad: It's okay, I have it under control. *pulls out gun*
Claire: Is that a gun?
Brad: Yeah.
Claire: Put it away! Are you insane?
Brad: Just stay there.
Claire: No! Put the gun away! *grabs gun*
Brad: *pushes Claire*
Gun smashes into driver's side window
Brad: *presses on the gas*
Claire: Stop!
Jeep smashes into Ash
Brad: Get out.
Claire: You just r-
Brad: GET OUT!
Claire: *runs out, runs away*
Brad drives into the parkinglot, rolls both windows down, walks away. Meanwhile, Claire goes into the University, and passes out
FLASHBACK - INT. TRACE LAB.
Tripp: How do we prove it?
Jess: Claire's DNA was on the passenger side airbag. I bet if we look at the driver's side airbag, we'll find DNA.
Tripp: I thought we already checked it.
Jess: No. It got pushed back because Tim left. I didn't get a chance to process.
Tripp: How long's it going to take?
Jess: Well it's not a microwave, it's DNA.
Tripp: *angry sigh*
Jess: It'll take a day to get the results.
Tripp: He could be long gone by then.
Jess: I know. So we have to either find something else to get him, or we wait for DNA to come through. Maybe the Vegas team will figure it out before they get back.
Tripp: Yeah. The miracle of science. You guys can do all sorts of tests and things but when it comes down to time, it all goes to hell.
Jess: I can't help that.
Plane, 9 pm
Tracy: So...When we get this guy, I guess it'll be goodbye huh.
Speed: *looks at Tracy*
Tracy: *looks down at magazine*
Speed: You work in Texas.
Tracy: I know.
Speed: You knew you were going back.
Tracy: Yeah. Um...It has been really great working with you.
Speed: You too.
Tracy: ...I mean...Really great. You're not like anyone I've ever met.
Speed: *nods*
Tracy: Under different circumstances, if I was just some woman at the club...Would you have even given me a second glance?
Speed: We're on a case. Just because the sun goes down, doesn't mean our professionalism does.
Tracy: ...I won't let you push me away.
Speed: I'm not pushing you a-
Tracy: Yes, you are. Tim let your guard down just this once.
Speed: You have the casefile?
Tracy: ...Yeah. *hands over file*
Speed: *opens file*
Tracy: I'm sorry.
Speed: *flips page*
Tracy: ...You won't let me in because you have feelings for me. You don't want to be hurt, and you don't want to do the same to me.
Speed: Is that your expert forensic opinion?
Tracy: Call it intuition.
Speed: I'm...I'm ma-
Tracy: No. *shakes head* No, Tim you haven't been married for a long time.
Speed: *staring at file*
Tracy: *holds Speed's hand*
Speed: *looks at Tracy*
TBC..............
Wyoming
Head of the Graveyard Shift
HA BRAD YOURE GOING DOWN! awwwww poor Horatio's trip, all being cut short and all, well, it's all Tim's fault, he got himself kicked out of the hummerhome and then I had to go out and chase him and then we all got seperated and......yeah lol
Hmmmmmm I don't like Tracy, just.....I don't know. She's pushing him too hard when obviously he's not ready for someone else in his life, besides, he hasn't even talked to Katie yet about it. So yeah.........I don't like Tracy.
HAHA Tripp cracks me up. He's always telling people how scientists can do all this stuff but in the end it doesn't really matter unless another factor plays into it and all that jazz lol. Anyway, update soon please! I can't believe Brad came back!
Hmmmmmm I don't like Tracy, just.....I don't know. She's pushing him too hard when obviously he's not ready for someone else in his life, besides, he hasn't even talked to Katie yet about it. So yeah.........I don't like Tracy.
HAHA Tripp cracks me up. He's always telling people how scientists can do all this stuff but in the end it doesn't really matter unless another factor plays into it and all that jazz lol. Anyway, update soon please! I can't believe Brad came back!
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