CSI:Miami Road Trip: Seven Years of Bad Luck & Counting

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O_O Gasp! well...gasp! Ok, firstly, Speed and Anni, stay outta my closet!...ok, I swear the handcuffs were not my idea...GENI! *points finger*
Anni: *opens closet* No teddies in here. Weird, usually that's where most of them are stashed.

Speed: We're in Josh and Carly's house not Eric's house.
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Hee. Poor Eric and Sniffles. And Snuffles. And Teddington. And Ted E Bair. And I'm sure there are more that I'm forgetting...
Anni: *smiles* Man I never knew Carly had it in her.
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Ah! gross Anni! Get your mind out of the gutter...and I swear I don't knowhow those got there *eyes shift around*
Anni: That...Looks like sugar.

Speed: *frowns*

Anni: What? Maybe they're baking a cake.
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Yeah! that must be it...Joshie wouldn't do anything bad now would he?
Speed: ...It's a pregnancy test.

Anni: SURPRISE!

Speed: ...Carly's pregnant.

Anni: Well unless she likes to keep souvenirs.
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HEE!...Aww YAY! *hides from Jess* But RT babies are so cute!!! like Riley and Lori and Holly and Teague...Awwww.
Speed: Thank you honey.

Anni: No problem rice cake.

Speed: Rice cake?

Anni: I thought we were giving pet names for each other in the form of food.
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HAHA! Oh man, I'm still laughing at that...rice cake :lol: Awww Anni...you are a very strange RT person :lol:

Aww Yay! Joshie didn't do anything...really bad. Cause if he did *shakes fist* awww, YAY for everything!!

please update soon
 
Awww Caits so cute. Poor little thing didn't even nkow she rated out her daddy. I'm hoping that there's more to this whole perfuming/sugar car holding story. I really hope Josh isn't cheating or doing drugs. I always thought he was the good Speedle. Not that Speed isn't a good guy...but oh you know what I mean! lol. Update soon please.
 
Aw. Cute little Cait. OMG! Josh! OMG! Carly!

Anni: That...Looks like sugar.

Speed: *frowns*

Anni: What? Maybe they're baking a cake.
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Oh Anni... somehow, I just don't think so...
 
Complications, Zero Patience

Hospital lobby, 7 am

Colton: *walks over* Hey you're all stitched up?

Jess: That's what the chart says.

Colton: I came over to pick you up.

Jess: Yeah you said that on the phone.

Colton: ...You mad?

Jess: Not at you.

Colton: At Eric?

Jess: I heard him and Speed arguing in the hallway. I don't know what it was about, but that shouldn't happen. They're best friends.

Colton: Oh. Well, I'm sure Eric's better off without you.

Jess: ..We're getting married.

Colton: Y-you are...Oh...I seemed to have missed that memo.

Jess: Well no one really knows yet. Except probably Tim.

Colton: And when were you going to tell me?

Jess: Eventually, why? Is that a problem?

Colton: I just think you would have told me first.

Jess: Why would I do that?

Colton: Because we're friends.

Jess: I'm friends with a lot of people.

Colton: So I don't mean anything to you?

Jess: ...What are you talking about?

Colton: You've been avoiding me.

Jess: I wasn't avoiding you, I was in the hospital.

Colton: You could have called. I was worried sick.

Jess: Why?

Colton: Because I care about you.

Jess: ...Alright hold on. Is this about that whole kiss thing we had?

Colton: *stares at Jess*

Jess: We were both going through a hard time, and we got through it. It didn't mean anything.

Colton: ...Jess, Eric isn't good enough for you. He's a player, he's irresponsible, and he can't be trusted.

Jess: *crosses arms* Why not?

Colton: He just can't.

Jess: I trust him. I love him.

Colton: I don't think you do.

Jess: How dare you say that? *laughs* You know what, I'll take a bus back.

Colton: Jess!

Jess: *walks away*

Colton: *frowns*

Hotel room, Pensacola

Josh: *walks in*

Carly: You didn't come back here last night.

Josh: I thought you were visiting your friend all night.

Carly: No. Where were you?

Josh: I was...I was driving around.

Carly: All night.

Josh: Yeah. I do that when I can't sleep. Must be a New York thing.

Carly: Must be.

Josh: *puts keys on table*

Carly: So if I check out the rental car, there won't be any perfume or drugs in it, right?

Josh: *rolls eyes* Carly, I've told you a hundred times. That stuff was for the job.

Carly: How?

Josh: The boss asked if I was interested in taking part in a narco bust. My job was to pick up one of the informants who just happens to be a hooker.

Carly: And she rode in the front seat.

Josh: No we had a wild time in the back because we got bored.

Carly: This isn't funny.

Josh: What do you want me to say? That I'm doing drugs and messing around?

Carly: If it's the truth, then yes.

Josh: It's not what happened.

Carly: So why did I find drugs?

Josh: That was in case I got made. It was in case the mission had changed and I had to go get some intel. You think drug dealers are stupid?

Carly: I just don't think you should be getting involved in this.

Josh: It's my job.

Carly: Your job is patrol.

Josh: Maybe I don't want to be just 'patrol' anymore. Maybe I want to actually contribute to the police department aside from giving citations and clearing blocked traffic.

Carly: It's dangerous.

Josh: I know it's dangerous. I'm fully aware of the risks.

Carly: I just don't want you to get hurt.

Josh: Do you think I'm irresponsible? You wouldn't tell Tim not to go and do a job because he might scratch his knee or bump his head.

Carly: Tim knows what he's doing.

Josh: And I don't.

Carly: That's not what I meant. You're just not as...Experienced.

Josh: Well I won't get any experience by sitting around in a cruiser all day looking for drunks will I?

Carly: I don't think that the job is worth potentially losing your life.

Josh: I'll be fine.

Carly: Please just...Stop this. Just quit.

Josh: You want me to quit my job because you're worried I might get hurt someday.

Carly: I can't lose you.

Josh: *grabs Carly's hand* You won't lose me. Not ever.

Carly: *looks down at floor*

Josh: Hey, Carly. It's okay. I'm okay.

Carly: *sniff* Why did you have to be a cop?

Josh: *hugs Carly*

Carly: *hugs Josh*

Josh: I'll always come home. I promise you I will.

Carly: *nods*

Josh: Don't be upset.

Carly: I can't help it.

Josh: Sweetheart, I'm going to be fine.

Carly: *nods* ...I don't want to ever let you go.

Josh: ...What if I have to go to the bathroom?

Carly: *laughs*

Josh: *smirks*

Carly: *lets go* So, where are you off to today?

Josh: I'm going to spend the entire day with you.

Carly: You are?

Josh: I rarely get to see my beautiful darling wife.

Carly: *smiles* Shut up.

Josh: *kisses Carly*

TBC.....................
 
Awww poor Colton...Geez man, if you're jealous of Eric, just say so...but awww, poor Jessie aswell. But YAY! They're getting married! WOO!....but still, poor Colton :(...

Awww, Joshie is so cute! So he didn't so anything bad? Yay!...or so he says. But hey, I'll take it :D
Josh: *smirks*
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Haha! It smirks...just like Speedy...awwww. So we're in Pensacola? HAHA..like CSI: Pensacola. Ratio Candycaine! Heh, I just felt like saying that :lol:
Carly: I can't lose you.

Josh: *grabs Carly's hand* You won't lose me. Not ever.
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GAH! that's what Speedy always says...but still, AWWWW he's so sweet.

anyways, please update soon
 
Awww, you had me worried with the whole Josh might be a druggie/cheater thing but I'm glad it got settled out! *gasp* Carly might be pregnate again? *gasp* Colton likes Jess? *gasp* Anni was snooping through Carly's closet? *gasp* I actually made it back on before there were three pages of updates? So excited!
 
Awww Carly and Josh are so cute! See I knew Joshie couldn't be a bad boy. NOt that I'm objecting to that or anything its just...he's the nice one. And ohhh cat fight with Colton and Jess lol. Update soon please.
 
:lol: Ratio Candycaine! Kelly Duquestion! Bryan Ralf! Uh... :lol:

And Colton, I'm sure there will be some butt-whoopin' soon. :p

Mama We're All Crazy Now

Miami, Trace Lab

Cait: *eating cookies*

Anni: Here have more cookies. *hands over cookies*

Cait: *eats cookies*

Speed: *grabs pipet* Do you know much fat is in those things? You're going to clog her coronary arteries.

Anni: She's three.

Speed: And she's also not mine so I don't want to break her.

Anni: What are you, a seven year old kid who borrowed his sister's Sweet Valley High books?

Speed: *frowns* What the hell is Sweet Valley High?

Anni: You're such a man.

Speed: Sorry, tomorrow I'll bring my Barbies to work instead of my GI-Joes.

Anni: Oh cool you have Barbies? I haven't played with one in FOREVER.

Speed: *staring at Anni*

Anni: ...I...Nevermind.

Cait: ANNI!

Anni: Yep kiddo?

Cait: I want more cookies.

Anni: Okay! *hands over cookies*

Cait: *eats cookies*

Speed: I don't want her eating those.

Anni: Oh come on she'll only be three years old once. Let her gorge her face before she's fourty and can't see her own feet when she looks down.

Speed: Gee Anni, is that what's happening to you?

Anni: *slaps Speed* I am not fourty. I am going to stay twenty-seven my entire life.

Speed: Sure you are. And I'll be thirty my entire life.

Cait: *looking at Speed and Anni and chewing on cookies*

Anni: Hey bub you're a man. You get more distinguished with age. Women on the other hand fall apart.

Speed: That's what you get for being so beautiful at age twenty-seven.

Anni: ....

Speed: *grabs test tube*

Anni: ...Was that sarcasm, or was that a compliment?

Speed: Caitlin.

Cait: Mhm?

Speed: Put the cookies away, you've had enough.

Cait: Nu uh.

Speed: Do it or you won't get any more after dinner.

Cait: *sigh* Okie. *puts cookies in ziplock bag*

Anni: Um HELLO mister Trace Man, I asked you a question.

Speed: I know.

Anni: Did you call me beautiful?

Speed: Nah, you must have heard wrong.

Anni: *punches Speed*

Speed: *smirks, looks through microscope*

Cait: Wacha looking at?

Speed: Evidence.

Cait: Oh. What's that?

Speed: A big word that means little pieces of things.

Cait: Why would they make a big word for little things?

Speed: I don't know.

Cait: You're a police man. You know everything.

Anni: Actually, Horatio knows everything. Tim just fools us with big words.

Cait: Anni?

Anni: Yeah.

Cait: What do you do?

Anni: ...I'm a CSI.

Cait: Oh. So why aren't you working?

Anni: I'm Tim's partner on the case. He does the dirty work and I walk around like the spokesperson of our partenership. *slaps Speed's back* Right?

Speed: Sure. What's the victim's name?

Anni: Uh...Vic..Vicrum..Erson.

Speed: Vic Vicrumerson.

Anni: Yeah.

Speed: No.

Anni: Not even close?

Speed: There's no victim. Money was stolen from a safe deposit box.

Anni: ...YOU TRICKED ME!

Speed: You should have looked at the casefile.

Cait: What's a casefile?

Speed: It's a folder with paper in it.

Cait: Oh. What's on the paper?

Anni: *mumbles* Not Vic Vicrumerson.

Cait: Can I help?

Speed: Don't worry, you're already doing more than Anni is.

Anni: Hey. *slaps Speed*

Speed: *frowns*

Anni: Okay cowboy what do you want me to do then?

Speed: Process the safe deposit box.

Anni: Where's that?

Speed: The evidence room.

Anni: ...I don't have a key.

Speed: Ask reception.

Anni: I don't like talking to reception. They're always jabbering on the phone.

Speed: Do what I do.

Anni: Sleep with the woman at reception? I don't think that's a policy I'll adopt anytime soo-

Speed: *lifts head* Ask Horatio for the key, Anni.

Anni: Oh. What if he's not here?

Speed: Don't process the safe deposit box.

Anni: Okay so what else do you want me to do?

Speed: Get the security footage and watch it.

Anni: ....No that's okay. AV is your thing. I don't think I could stand watching a grey screen for six hours.

Speed: Don't watch it in real time.

Anni: Real...Time?

Speed: ...You do know what a computer is, right?

Anni: *narrows eyes* Of course I do.

Speed: Good.

Anni: I'm not going to sit there.

Speed: I had to a few times. *grabs folders*

Anni: Oh good that means you like being bored and feeling like your toes are going to go numb and FALL OFF. You do it.

Speed: I told you to do it.

Anni: Oh don't you pull rank on me or I'll pull out my most deadliest weapon.

Speed: Which is what, exactly?

Anni: *whispers in Speed's ear*

Speed: *drops folders*

Anni: *smiles*

Speed: *clears throat* Go look at the security footage and take Cait with you.

Anni: *sigh* Fine. *salutes* Whatever you say, boss. Come on kiddo, we have some film to process.

Cait: *hops off chair*

TBC..............
 
Jim Speedo!

Sweet Valley High haha oh man I used to read those all the time when I was younger. Cait is so cute with her cookies. She's like Lori except that there's no cheez its. But thats ok Cookies are just as good. lol.

Way to get Anni all worked up with Speed calling her beautiful. lol.

Speed: Vic Vicrumerson.
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Oh man that cracked me up to no end. I"d like to know how you come up with these names sometimes, Geni. Keep up the great work.
 
Enrique Velcro!

Awww, Cait is so cute!!! I want one!...oh wait, she is mine *shifts eyes*...man, that chapter made me want to eat cookies. Well, I guess muffins will just have to do.

Sweet Valley High?...must be an American thing :lol: But from the title, I can pretty much deduce what they're about :lol:

HEHE! Go Anni! Use your women powers of seduction to get out of work!...poor Speedy, surcoming to Anni's women powers of seduction :lol:

Speed: Sure. What's the victim's name?

Anni: Uh...Vic..Vicrum..Erson.

Speed: Vic Vicrumerson.
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HAHA!...Aww, poor Anni...but that was seriously hilarious! ...Vic Vicrumerson :lol: Oh man, thats going to be funny forever...

please update soon
 
We Lost Our Love Somehow

AV Lab

Anni: *banging head on table* This! Is! So! Boring!

Cait: Change the channel.

Anni: I can't. I have to stay on this channel FOREVER.

Cait: What's it about?

Anni: Someone stealing a box.

Cait: Why can't they get their own box?

Anni: Because some people are stupid.

Cait: ....What did you say to Uncle Timmy?

Anni: Uh..I like his shoes.

Cait: Oh.

Anni: Yeah.

Cait: I miss my mummy.

Anni: Aw, I miss her too. She was always so...Australian.

Cait: *lifts brow*

Anni: Whoa. *types* I found something.

Cait: *twirling around in chair*

Anni: *points to screen* There's a dude in black. I think he's a theif.

Cait: *spinning faster in chair*

Anni: *grabs chair* Do you know what this means?

Cait: *holding head*

Anni: It means I actually did something PRODUCTIVE!

Speed: *walks in* Did you.

Anni: *screams*

Speed: What did you find?

Anni: A guy.

Speed: Good for you.

Anni: NO! On the camera footage.

Cait: *holding stomach* My tummy doesn't feel so good.

Anni: Maybe it's gas.

Speed: Print of a picture and give it to Tripp.

Anni: So I actually did something to contribute to the case?

Speed: Yeah. Three gold stars for you.

Cait: *pukes all over floor*

Speed/Anni: *look at Cait*

Anni: ...It your turn.

Speed: No way, it's your turn.

Anni: She's not my kid.

Speed: She's not mine either.

Anni: She's related to you.

Speed: Yeah but women are so much better at being moms.

Anni: Dads clean puke too.

Speed: I'm not her dad.

Anni: I'm not her mom.

Cait: *starts to cry* I want my mummy.

Anni: I hate crying kids.

Speed: I hate kids.

Anni: But she's cute.

Speed: I know.

Anni: Awww I want one.

Speed: Me too.

Anni: *looks at Speed* You do?

Speed: Uh.....No.

Anni: *narrows eyes* You said 'me too'.

Speed: OH! No no. I thought you said "I don't want one".

Cait: *sitting in chair, crying*

Speed: Okay. You take the floor and I'll take the girl.

Anni: No way. You take the floor. I'LL take the girl.

Speed: We'll flip a coin.

Anni: You got a coin?

Speed: No.

Anni: Me neither. Okay let's flip a pencil.

Speed: How do you flip a pencil?

Anni: Um pointy end and eraser end. *grabs pencil* Call it in the air. *throws pencil*

Speed: Heads.

Pencil falls

Anni: ....

Speed: ...It's on it's side.

Anni: Is that heads...Or tails?

Speed: Shouldn't we have determined that before you threw it?

Anni: You're the brains of this, you should have said something.

Speed: Why am I the brains?

Anni: Because you know I'm mentally handicapped.

Speed: You are not.

Anni: Name one serious thing I've said today.

Speed: ...

Anni: Exactly.

Speed: Well someone has to take care of the mess.

Anni: I know. Why don't we just call the janitor?

Speed: There isn't one.

Anni: Who cleans the lab?

Speed: Magic space monkeys.

Anni: WHOA REALLY?

Speed: No.

Anni: Dang.

Speed: *grabs Cait* Come on, we'll go clean you up.

Anni: Hey wait a minute! Why do I get to clean the floor?

Speed: Seniority.

Anni: *narrows eyes*

Speed: *leaves*

Anni: Ah man...*grabs napkin*

Hallway

Katie: *looking down at file, bumps into Speed* Ah GEEZ.

Speed: *frowns* Watch where you're going.

Katie: Ever hear of staying in your lane?

Speed: I have a sick kid here.

Katie: What did she do, look at you and decide to puke?

Speed: Funny.

Anni: *walks over* I cleaned it.

Katie: Oh it's your lap dog.

Anni: Excuse me?

Speed: At least she's loyal.

Katie: *narrows eyes* Yeah well I would be too if I wanted to get you in the sack.

Speed: *frowns*

Anni: Uh...I'm not in this.

Katie: Oh but you are. You guys have been working together for a while now.

Speed: We're on the same case.

Anni: Yeah.

Speed: And what is your problem?

Katie: I guess it's easier to insult you than to cry over you every night. *walks away*

Speed: *blank stare*

Anni: Meow.

Speed: *shakes head*

Anni: ...You okay?

Speed: *hands Cait to Anni, walks away*

Anni: Uh...Okay.

Halls

Speed: *grabs Katie*

Katie: What are you doing?

Speed: Is this what's going to happen everytime we see each other?

Katie: What.

Speed: If you're trying to make me feel guilty, it isn't going to work. You broke it off, remember? I could care less about you right now.

Katie: You think because I divorced you, I'm happy?

Speed: No. But you could at least keep your opinions to yourself and be professional.

Katie: *crosses arms*

Speed: I don't want us to have a terrible working relationship.

Katie: I don't want us to have ANY relationship.

Speed: ...Wow.

Katie: Look, Tim. You gave me a beautiful daughter, a home, and a life outside of some small roughneck town, but...I hate you.

Speed: *nods*

Katie: ...I think I'm going to go find a life somewhere else...Away from this job, and away from everything that has ever reminded me of you. But I hope you find someone that you'll absolutely fall in love with, and who will love you back, and appreciate you, and want to wake up beside you every morning.

Speed: *stares at Katie*

Katie: I spoke to Lori this morning.

Speed: Really.

Katie: She wants to move to Paris with me and go to college there. After what happened to Ash, she doesn't want to go back to school here.

Speed: *looks down at floor*

Katie: She said she'd call every now and then.

Speed: A phone call. What am I, in prison?

Katie: You'll have to talk to her about it.

Speed: So you're moving to Paris and she suddenly wants to move to Paris.

Katie: Yeah that's what she said.

Speed: And when was she going to tell me?

Katie: She wanted me to tell you.

Speed: Why?

Katie: She doesn't want to get all girly and cry.

Speed: Right.

Katie: I have to pack, so...Bye.

Speed: See you around.

Katie: *leaves*

Anni: *runs over* SOMEONE BROUGHT CORN DOGS TO THE LAB!

Speed: *blinks* What?

Anni: They're...In the lounge.

TBC...........
 
O_O PARIS?!?!?!?! Why Paris!?!?!? Well, no more Katie/Speed tension *cries* looks like only Anni and Speed now.

That was so funny though, how DO you flip a pencil? *ponders* okay, that's for another time, but the mystery WILL be solved. HAHA Anni is always cracking me up with her random comments. Poor girl had to clean up the floor, she should get to eat her corn dogs lol

Great update Geni, hope to see more soon!
 
No more Speed/Katie tension? Oh no we didn't sign up for that. :p

Time To Let Go

Restaurant 10pm, Pensacola

Carly: This a nice place. How did we afford it?

Josh: Don't worry about it.

Carly: Well we need to pay bills, Josh.

Josh: Honey, don't worry about it.

Carly: *sigh* Okay.

Josh: You look absolutely radiant tonight.

Carly: *smiles*

Josh: But you always do.

Carly: Thanks.

Josh: *nods*

Carly: ...Not expecting a compliment back?

Josh: Nope.

Carly: Good because I can't think of any.

Josh: *laughs*

Carly: *smiles* Josh, I-

Bunch of guys run in with guns

Guy1: Get on the ground!

Guy2: Now! Move!

People scream and scramble

Guy3: *shoots gun*

People drop

Carly: *grabs Josh's hand*

Josh: *looks around*

Guy1: I'm looking for Jack Bradford!

Guy2: Who here's named Jack!

Person: *lifts hand*

Guy2: *shoots*

Carly: *flinches*

Josh: *whispers* They're looking for your suspect.

Carly: I guess he made some more people angry.

Guy1: *points gun to kid* Get on the floor with everyone else!

Kid: *staring at guy*

Guy1: Okay, you're gone.

Josh: *stands* Wait!

Carly: Josh, no.

Guy1: And who are you?

Josh: Don't kill him. He didn't do anything, and he's obviously not the person you're looking for.

Guy1: He didn't follow the rules.

Josh: You aren't following the law, and no one's shooting you either.

Guy1: *frowns*

Carly: *whispers* Josh, are you insane?

Josh: Just let the kid go, and we'll help you find who you're looking for.

Guy1: I've been all over the country looking for him. Nothing you do could possibly help me anymore.

Josh: We've been looking for him too. My wife and I. We think we found out where he was a couple of days ago.

Guy1: Is that your wife?

Josh: Yes.

Guy2: *grabs Carly*

Guy1: She's pretty.

Josh: Yes she is.

Guy1: How does she handle pain?

Carly: Uh she doesn't. Keep that gun away from me.

Guy1: *puts gun to Carly's head*

Carly: Oh great.

Josh: I understand you're mad, and obviously this guy did something to provoke it.

Guy1: He killed my son.

Josh: Okay. Okay, just put the gun down and we can talk about it.

Guy1: No. I'm tired of talking, and searching. Enough is enough. I heard he was here.

Josh: Maybe he is...So is killing an innocent kid, going to bring your son back?

Guy1: *points gun at Josh*

Carly: *looks at Josh*

Josh: If you shoot me, is that going to get you any closer to Jack? No. It'll get you closer to prison and I'm sure you don't want that.

Guy1: Whatever it takes. Your wife, she knows where he's been.

Carly: I'm a CSI. We've been tracking him.

Guy1: Take me to where he last was.

Carly: It's kind of hard to do that with a gun pointed at my head.

Guy1: *nods* Take her and throw her in the van.

Josh: Whoa, wait. She's not going anywhere.

Guy1: Either she goes now, or she dies here.

Josh: She's not leaving.

Carly: Josh....It's okay.

Josh: No it's not. I will not have my wife dragged all over the country because someone else ruined your life.

Guy1: We aren't going to drag her around. We're going to keep her sedated until we need her. That way, she can't tell the cops where we've been so they can track us.

Carly: Drugs? No. No.

Guy2: *pushes gun to Carly's head* It's either that or this sweetheart.

Carly: Josh!

Josh: Take me instead.

Guy1: Do you know where he's been?

Josh: Well...Not...Exactly.

Guy1: Then she goes with us.

Carly: Josh...I-I'm pregnant.

Josh: *looks at Carly*

Guy1: Aw, how sweet. Maybe you should know what it's like to lose a child. Then you might understand.

Josh: Let her go.

Guy1: Nah, I don't think so. Come on boys.

Guys drag Carly away

Carly: Josh!

Guy2: Shut up. *punches Carly*

Carly: *screams*

Josh: CARLY! *runs*

Guy1: *grabs Josh* I don't think so.

Josh: Let her go!

Guy1: Oh we'll let her go. Into the ocean when we're finished with her.

Josh: *looks at guy*

Guy1: There ain't nothin' you can do about it. *runs off*

Josh: *runs*

Outside

Vehicle driving off

Josh: *pulls out gun, starts shooting*

Bullets hit the side of the van, the back wheel, and a mirror. Sparks fly, the van swerves, but stays on route

Josh: *gets into car*

Car follows van into small industrial area. Josh watches from the turned off car

Guy1: Drug her.

Carly: *screaming*

Guy2: *dampens cloth*

Carly: Let me go! *kicking*

Guy3: *holding Carly*

Guy2: *holds cloth near Carly's face*

Guy3: Geez man, enough stuff? You're going to put us all out and kill her.

Guy2: That's why I'm holding it out here dingus.

Carly: Let me go! Let m...Let...Me..*passes out*

Guy2: Ha.

Guy3: Show-off.

Josh: *few feet away*

Guy1: Get her in the truck. Domingo's waiting for us at the pier. We'll sail down to Miami because that was his last recorded location. Stay out on the water at all times. Cops will be looking inland for her if her husband tries to call them. Move.

Josh: *frowns*

Guys drag Carly and put her in the truck, they drive away

Josh: *dials phone*

Woman: *other line* Hello?

Josh: Yes, I'd like to get in touch with the US Coast guard.

Woman: One moment please.

Music plays in the background

Josh: *sigh*

Woman: They're not in.

Josh: ...Who's not in?

Woman: The US Coast Guard.

Josh: The...Us Coast Guard isn't...In. What does that mean?

Woman: They all went home.

Josh: Well I need to speak to someone.

Woman: You can leave a message and I'll pass it on in the morning.

Josh: Ma'am, do a lot of people call for the US Coast Guard?

Woman: No.

Josh: So this would fall under the heading of very important, right?

Woman: I guess.

Josh: Well that means I need them right now, not tomorrow morning if they get the message.

Woman: They all went home sir. But I can pass you to the Cuban Coast Guard, they're not doing anything.

Josh: ...No. I want the US Coast Guard. This is an American matter.

Woman: How about the Canadians? They aren't using their boats for anything. Granted, you'd only get one...And if you're lucky it won't have any leaks.

Josh: No. Us Coast Guard.

Woman: I'm sorry they all went home. Can I take a message?

Josh: Will it make a difference?

Woman: Depends on what time I get to work tomorrow.

Josh: Okay, well tell them that my wife was taken by a group of men out t-...What's that scratching I hear?

Woman: Hmm?

Josh: Are you filing your nails?

Woman: No.

Josh: You are, aren't you?

Woman: ...Is there a camera in that phone?

Josh: Start typing.

Woman: *sigh*

Josh: Okay. My wife has been kidnapped by a group of men who are out to kill a serial killer. They're going to b-

Woman: Wait. Why are you killing your wife?

Josh: What? No. The group of men are going after a serial killer. They have my wife with them.

Woman: Mhm. So why's your wife with them?

Josh: ...They kidnapped her.

Woman: Why?

Josh: It doesn't matter why. I need the Coast Guard to find the men.

Woman: Honey the Coast Guard only goes after people who are either breaking the law on the sea or commited a federal crime and are making a run for it at sea.

Josh: You didn't let me finish.

Woman: Go on.

Josh: They're going out to sea.

Woman: Oh, so NOW they're going out to sea. If this is a prank call Walter, I'm not buying it.

Josh: I don't know who Walter is. And I'm serious.

Woman: Okay then.

Josh: Can I speak to your supervisor?

Woman: He went home.

Josh: Is there anyone else there?

Woman: Honey if you want to deal with someone, you're stuck with me.

Josh: ...Great.

Woman: Excuse me?

Josh: Can you at least put me in touch with someone?

Woman: Like who?

Josh: Anyone who knows how to deal with the situation.

Woman: Oooh pushy, are we?

Josh: This is a life and death situation.

Woman: I'm sure it is, but no one's here so you're going to have to leave a message.

Josh: I tried. You filed your nails and then kept interrupting me.

Woman: Well don't get all rude.

Josh: Could you please, just help me for the sake of helping someone who's wife might die.

Woman: Leave a message.

Josh: Listen you jackass, I have about zero tolerance for this petty crap so put me through to someone who gives a damn, or quit your job and get off your fat ass and do something constructive.

Woman: ....

Josh: ...

Woman: I think I have an officer in the building.

Josh: Thank you.

Boat, 3 am

Carly: ...Josh....

Guy2: She's wakin' up.

Guy3: What do we do?

Guy2: She's a woman, it's not like she can defend herself.

Carly: ...Josh...*sits up slowly*

Guy2: *pushes Carly*

Carly: *falls over*

Guy3: *laughs* It's like cow tipping.

Carly: *opens eyes, blinks* Where am I? Where am I!

Guy3: You're with us.

Guy2: Yeah we're the most fun since Disco.

Guy3: ..Disco?

Guy2: It was the best I could come up with.

Carly: Where's my husband? Where's Josh! JOSH!

Guy2: Whoa there, he's not here.

Carly: Where is he! I want my husband! *banging on floor* WHERE IS HE!

Guy3: Should we sedate her again?

Guy2: That's no fun.

Carly: *on the floor crying*

Guy3: ...Should we give her a tissue?

Guy2: No. Are you stupid?

Carly: I just....I want to talk to him.

Guy3: Maybe we should let her.

Guy2: She could say where we are.

Guy3: She doesn't know where we are.

Guy2: The boss will kill us.

Guy3: If it'll shut her up, do it.

Guy2: *sigh* Fine. *throws phone* Call him but don't take so long.

Carly: *grabs phone*

In car

Josh: *looking through documents*

Phone rings

Josh: *picks up phone* Yeah.

Carly: Josh.

Josh: *lifts brows* Carly? Are you okay? Did they hurt you?

Carly: *crying*

Josh: It's okay, we're going to find you. Just hang on for a second. *looks down at phone, writing number down* Okay, Carly, do you see anything?

Carly: No.

Josh: Is there anyone else there?

Carly: Yes.

Josh: Sweetheart, I'm going to come and find you okay? I want you to stay right where you are and don't follow them anywhere. If you absolutely have to leave, scream as loud as you can and get help.

Carly: Don't let me die here.

Josh: I won't, I promise. I'll find you.

Click

Josh: *looks down at phone*

TBC.............
 
GASPAGE! Kidnapped huh? Well, doesn't that suck for me...But seriously, I love it how people who are angry that someone killed their child find it an appropraite response to go around and kill other peoples children...what morons IMO :rolleyes: But still GASPAGE! Save me Joshie! *flails*

Ok, that Coast Guard woman was a little dense...I mean, geez woman, I've been kidnapped here. *knocks on womans head* Do something damnit!
Josh: Listen you jackass, I have about zero tolerance for this petty crap.
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TEEHEE! that reminded me of Speedy :D Hee, the Speedleness is awesome!

HAHA! Ah men, they can't say no to a hysterical woman's crying...even if it will probably get them killed. Hee. Silly men :p

please update soon
 
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