CSI:Miami Road Trip: Seven Years of Bad Luck & Counting
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Head of the Graveyard Shift
WOOOOO ROAD TRIP! Where are we going I wonder? Maybe we're gonna go to Austraila like we were uhh supposed to lol.
Megan and Horatio fighting ahhhhh back to the good ol days of Golden Parachute. Gotta love the fighting between those two, especially when it's about the hummerhome, but she doesn't know that the hummerhome is his baby so I guess she should be able to do it once lol. Them fighting over Speed huh? Usually women are fighting over Speed, so this is new HAHA. Great update hun! hope to see some more soon
Megan and Horatio fighting ahhhhh back to the good ol days of Golden Parachute. Gotta love the fighting between those two, especially when it's about the hummerhome, but she doesn't know that the hummerhome is his baby so I guess she should be able to do it once lol. Them fighting over Speed huh? Usually women are fighting over Speed, so this is new HAHA. Great update hun! hope to see some more soon
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
Hahahahaha oh man, fighting over Speed its like season 1 all over again. But I will add the slamming of the doors was a nice touch.
*gaspage* Pinky and the Brain. I used to love that show when I was a kid.
Pinky: What are we going to do tonight, Brain?
Brain: Same thing we do every night, Pinky, try to take OVER THE WORLD!
*sighs* Good show. Anyways! Its very true you can't go on a road trip without getting pancakes lol. Update soon
*gaspage* Pinky and the Brain. I used to love that show when I was a kid.
Pinky: What are we going to do tonight, Brain?
Brain: Same thing we do every night, Pinky, try to take OVER THE WORLD!
*sighs* Good show. Anyways! Its very true you can't go on a road trip without getting pancakes lol. Update soon
:lol: I think the Hummerhome needs a name. Any suggestions?
:lol: Katie! I loved Pinky and The Brain too! Hehe.
One Of These Days
Paris, 7 pm
Katie's house
Lori: Mom? Mom! *puts purse on table*
Katie: *runs over* Lori! Uh, I didn't know you were coming over.
Lori: I called.
Katie: I know.
Lori: You didn't pick up, I thought there was something wrong.
Katie: Uh, *scratches head*
Grant: *walks over*
Lori: *looks at Grant*
Katie: Lori, this is Grant.
Grant: *smiles* Bonjour.
Lori: You don't exactly have a french name.
Grant: I'm American.
Lori: Oh, lucky you. *glares at Katie*
Katie: We were just visiting.
Lori: Well gee, don't let me stop you.
Grant: Is this your daughter, Katie?
Katie: Yeah.
Grant: You didn't tell me she was pretty.
Lori: And my mom didn't tell me about you at all.
Katie: I've known him for almost two weeks.
Grant: I'm her boyfriend.
Lori: Yeah, I think I got that part with the whole, your shirt being unbuttonned and your pants so far down your ass I can see China.
Katie: *frowns* Lori. Mind your manners.
Lori: *angry sigh*
Grant: It's okay. I take it this isn't the first time she's voiced her opinion to strangers.
Katie: Yeah.
Grant: I think it's an excellent quality to have.
Lori: Good for you.
Grant: Katie, I'm afraid I have to leave though. I have a business meeting tonight and I can't be late. I'll see you maybe later tonight?
Katie: *smiling* Sure.
Grant: *kisses Katie* See you later honey. *leaves*
Katie: *sigh*
Lori: *crosses arms*
Katie: What? He's a very nice guy.
Lori: *frowns*
Katie: I knew you wouldn't understand. But that's okay, you don't live here so it's really not your choice who I date.
Lori: I know.
Katie: So have you made any friends at college?
Lori: Yeah a few.
Katie: How's your new apartment?
Lori: A little leaky, a little lop-sided but it works.
Katie: Good. Have you been to the doctor lately?
Lori: Yeah. My last follow-up was this morning.
Katie: And everything's okay?
Lori: It is.
Katie: That's good. *walks into kitchen* Grant asked me to go to his cottage with him this weekend.
Lori: Congratulations.
Katie: *laughs* I just wanted you to know so you can feed the fish.
Lori: You don't even like fish.
Katie: Grant likes them.
Lori: What's with your hair? It's in this tight...Bun thing. It looks weird.
Katie: Grant likes it that way.
Lori: And why is your furniture all moved.
Katie: Grant thought that it would be better that way.
Lori: Okay is there a sentence in your vocabulary that excludes the name Grant?
Katie: *opens oven* Come taste these cookies.
Lori: I got a job.
Katie: That's wonderful sweetheart.
Lori: With the police.
Katie: *looks at Lori*
Lori: *stares at Katie*
Katie: Are you going to accept it?
Lori: I don't know. I mean, they pay for my college and I just need to take a french proficiency exam and I can be placed pretty much anywhere.
Katie: So take it.
Lori: I'm not sure I really want it.
Katie: Then why are you taking the courses?
Lori: Well, I'm also taking a bunch of aerospace engineering courses.
Katie: I didn't know you liked that stuff.
Lori: It's easy so I took it.
Katie: So do what you want.
Lori: Well I wanted to know what you thought first.
Katie: I think you should do whatever feels best for you.
Lori: *sigh*
Katie: I can't make your decisions for you.
Lori: I know.
Katie: Maybe you should ask Grant. He knows a lot about business and engineering and stuff.
Lori: *mumbles* Why don't you just marry the guy.
Katie: What did you say?
Lori: I said can you carry that.
Katie: Oh yeah, I got it. *grabs cookie pan*
Lori: *shakes head*
Katie: You want to try one? *smiles* They're really good.
Lori: No I don't want one.
Katie: Oh come on, try one! It won't even go to your butt until you're fourty.
Lori: You know you're really very funny.
Katie: *laughs* Lighten up, you're in the city of LOVE!
Lori: Yeah I can see you've found all the love you can handle.
Katie: What?
Lori: You're making cookies and going to a cottage on the weekend, and you bought fish just because Grant wants fish. You're afraid of fish.
Katie: So I'm in love. Big deal.
Lori: It is a big deal.
Katie: Why? Why can't I be happy? What is the big problem?
Lori: You're acting like you're already married to the guy and you've known him two weeks.
Katie: He's a good guy. He's charming, he's funny, he's smart, and he has a GREAT car.
Lori: Oh God. Hose. Me. Down.
Katie: *laughs* Lori, someday you will fall head over heels for someone and pretty soon you'll be buying fish and baking cookies.
Lori: *blank stare*
Katie: Well, I play by the beat of my own drum but you'll do something completely wierd too.
Grant: *runs back in* Katie!
Katie: Yeah? You're back?
Grant: I forgot my blackberry.
Katie: Oh, I'll go get it. Where did you put it?
Grant: Night stand.
Katie: Great, I'll be right back. *leaves*
Grant: *smiles* Have you tried your mother's cookies? They're really good.
Lori: No. And it was pretty convenient leaving your blackberry here. Maybe you thought I'd be gone by now.
Grant: *winks* You're a smart girl.
Lori: Would you like me to leave so you can finish doing whatever it was you were doing to my mother?
Grant: Could you? That would be great, thanks.
Lori: *leans against wall, smirks*
Grant: *lifts brow*
Lori: I think I'll try one of those cookies now.
Grant: Are you sure? Because they're very unhealthy. You should just run away from them alltogether. You know, get back into your car and drive away really fast.
Lori: Nah, I think I'll just stay right here and wait until they're all cooled off before I slowly take the farthest cookie in the pile. The most undercooked, most raw, and disgusting looking cookie and then I'll have to put the whole pan back into the oven and wait for hell to freeze over.
Grant: You know, you have a smart mouth on you. *walks closer* It's going to get you into trouble someday.
Lori: *stares at Grant*
Grant: But, you could always...Make it up to me. *brushes Lori's hair out of her face*
Lori: *moves head*
Grant: *whispers* Think about it.
Katie: *walks in* I found it!
Grant: *smiles* Great! *runs over* Thanks honey. Okay, I really have to go now so I'll see you tonight. *leaves*
Katie: *sigh* He's so great.
Lori: Um, I figured out what I'm going to do.
Katie: Really? You talk to Grant?
Lori: Oh yeah. He had plenty to say
Katie: So what are you going with?
Lori: I'm going to be a cop. See you later. *leaves*
Katie: ...Okay.
TBC...............
:lol: Katie! I loved Pinky and The Brain too! Hehe.
One Of These Days
Paris, 7 pm
Katie's house
Lori: Mom? Mom! *puts purse on table*
Katie: *runs over* Lori! Uh, I didn't know you were coming over.
Lori: I called.
Katie: I know.
Lori: You didn't pick up, I thought there was something wrong.
Katie: Uh, *scratches head*
Grant: *walks over*
Lori: *looks at Grant*
Katie: Lori, this is Grant.
Grant: *smiles* Bonjour.
Lori: You don't exactly have a french name.
Grant: I'm American.
Lori: Oh, lucky you. *glares at Katie*
Katie: We were just visiting.
Lori: Well gee, don't let me stop you.
Grant: Is this your daughter, Katie?
Katie: Yeah.
Grant: You didn't tell me she was pretty.
Lori: And my mom didn't tell me about you at all.
Katie: I've known him for almost two weeks.
Grant: I'm her boyfriend.
Lori: Yeah, I think I got that part with the whole, your shirt being unbuttonned and your pants so far down your ass I can see China.
Katie: *frowns* Lori. Mind your manners.
Lori: *angry sigh*
Grant: It's okay. I take it this isn't the first time she's voiced her opinion to strangers.
Katie: Yeah.
Grant: I think it's an excellent quality to have.
Lori: Good for you.
Grant: Katie, I'm afraid I have to leave though. I have a business meeting tonight and I can't be late. I'll see you maybe later tonight?
Katie: *smiling* Sure.
Grant: *kisses Katie* See you later honey. *leaves*
Katie: *sigh*
Lori: *crosses arms*
Katie: What? He's a very nice guy.
Lori: *frowns*
Katie: I knew you wouldn't understand. But that's okay, you don't live here so it's really not your choice who I date.
Lori: I know.
Katie: So have you made any friends at college?
Lori: Yeah a few.
Katie: How's your new apartment?
Lori: A little leaky, a little lop-sided but it works.
Katie: Good. Have you been to the doctor lately?
Lori: Yeah. My last follow-up was this morning.
Katie: And everything's okay?
Lori: It is.
Katie: That's good. *walks into kitchen* Grant asked me to go to his cottage with him this weekend.
Lori: Congratulations.
Katie: *laughs* I just wanted you to know so you can feed the fish.
Lori: You don't even like fish.
Katie: Grant likes them.
Lori: What's with your hair? It's in this tight...Bun thing. It looks weird.
Katie: Grant likes it that way.
Lori: And why is your furniture all moved.
Katie: Grant thought that it would be better that way.
Lori: Okay is there a sentence in your vocabulary that excludes the name Grant?
Katie: *opens oven* Come taste these cookies.
Lori: I got a job.
Katie: That's wonderful sweetheart.
Lori: With the police.
Katie: *looks at Lori*
Lori: *stares at Katie*
Katie: Are you going to accept it?
Lori: I don't know. I mean, they pay for my college and I just need to take a french proficiency exam and I can be placed pretty much anywhere.
Katie: So take it.
Lori: I'm not sure I really want it.
Katie: Then why are you taking the courses?
Lori: Well, I'm also taking a bunch of aerospace engineering courses.
Katie: I didn't know you liked that stuff.
Lori: It's easy so I took it.
Katie: So do what you want.
Lori: Well I wanted to know what you thought first.
Katie: I think you should do whatever feels best for you.
Lori: *sigh*
Katie: I can't make your decisions for you.
Lori: I know.
Katie: Maybe you should ask Grant. He knows a lot about business and engineering and stuff.
Lori: *mumbles* Why don't you just marry the guy.
Katie: What did you say?
Lori: I said can you carry that.
Katie: Oh yeah, I got it. *grabs cookie pan*
Lori: *shakes head*
Katie: You want to try one? *smiles* They're really good.
Lori: No I don't want one.
Katie: Oh come on, try one! It won't even go to your butt until you're fourty.
Lori: You know you're really very funny.
Katie: *laughs* Lighten up, you're in the city of LOVE!
Lori: Yeah I can see you've found all the love you can handle.
Katie: What?
Lori: You're making cookies and going to a cottage on the weekend, and you bought fish just because Grant wants fish. You're afraid of fish.
Katie: So I'm in love. Big deal.
Lori: It is a big deal.
Katie: Why? Why can't I be happy? What is the big problem?
Lori: You're acting like you're already married to the guy and you've known him two weeks.
Katie: He's a good guy. He's charming, he's funny, he's smart, and he has a GREAT car.
Lori: Oh God. Hose. Me. Down.
Katie: *laughs* Lori, someday you will fall head over heels for someone and pretty soon you'll be buying fish and baking cookies.
Lori: *blank stare*
Katie: Well, I play by the beat of my own drum but you'll do something completely wierd too.
Grant: *runs back in* Katie!
Katie: Yeah? You're back?
Grant: I forgot my blackberry.
Katie: Oh, I'll go get it. Where did you put it?
Grant: Night stand.
Katie: Great, I'll be right back. *leaves*
Grant: *smiles* Have you tried your mother's cookies? They're really good.
Lori: No. And it was pretty convenient leaving your blackberry here. Maybe you thought I'd be gone by now.
Grant: *winks* You're a smart girl.
Lori: Would you like me to leave so you can finish doing whatever it was you were doing to my mother?
Grant: Could you? That would be great, thanks.
Lori: *leans against wall, smirks*
Grant: *lifts brow*
Lori: I think I'll try one of those cookies now.
Grant: Are you sure? Because they're very unhealthy. You should just run away from them alltogether. You know, get back into your car and drive away really fast.
Lori: Nah, I think I'll just stay right here and wait until they're all cooled off before I slowly take the farthest cookie in the pile. The most undercooked, most raw, and disgusting looking cookie and then I'll have to put the whole pan back into the oven and wait for hell to freeze over.
Grant: You know, you have a smart mouth on you. *walks closer* It's going to get you into trouble someday.
Lori: *stares at Grant*
Grant: But, you could always...Make it up to me. *brushes Lori's hair out of her face*
Lori: *moves head*
Grant: *whispers* Think about it.
Katie: *walks in* I found it!
Grant: *smiles* Great! *runs over* Thanks honey. Okay, I really have to go now so I'll see you tonight. *leaves*
Katie: *sigh* He's so great.
Lori: Um, I figured out what I'm going to do.
Katie: Really? You talk to Grant?
Lori: Oh yeah. He had plenty to say
Katie: So what are you going with?
Lori: I'm going to be a cop. See you later. *leaves*
Katie: ...Okay.
TBC...............
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
Yay! I'm back and i'm in the city of LOOOOVVVVEEEe oh and yeah reeeaaaal well thats working out for me the dude hit on my daughter. My PREGNANT daughter. *shivers* But aww go Lori wants to be a cop. lol. I hope she can handle that though. Considering her father and mother being a cop didn't work out to well. lol.
But I seriously bought fish and changed my furniture because this dude i've known two week thought it would look better....wow i'm *does whipped motion* But I guess that's what you do when your...well I can't really say love but eh you're the judge of that.
Update soon pwease!
Edited because Katie's mind is like Dory's off of Finding Nemo: My name suggestion for the hummer home name is Bertha..all though that sounds like a semi trucks name or a tattoo a semi truck driver would have on his arm. lol.
Oh man, that cracked me up and then the dude had to get creepy. And I thought he was all cool and all with his bonjour stuff.
But I seriously bought fish and changed my furniture because this dude i've known two week thought it would look better....wow i'm *does whipped motion* But I guess that's what you do when your...well I can't really say love but eh you're the judge of that.
Update soon pwease!
Edited because Katie's mind is like Dory's off of Finding Nemo: My name suggestion for the hummer home name is Bertha..all though that sounds like a semi trucks name or a tattoo a semi truck driver would have on his arm. lol.
:lol: Bertha!
And Lori terminated the pregnancy, lol.
Wow, I'm so blunt. :lol: That's so weird. Usually I'm all over the place. But yeah, it was mentioned in one of those chapters up there before she left.
When The World Gets In My Face
Paris, 1 am
Katie: So, did you have a good business meeting?
Grant: It was the usual.
Katie: *drinks whine*
Grant: Let's finish off this bottle.
Katie: *laughs* I think I've had enough tonight.
Grant: Go on, have some more. It's expensive and I wouldn't want you to store it away and never drink it again.
Katie: Doesn't wine get better with age?
Grant: It does.
Katie: *giggles*
Grant: You know, I don't think your daughter likes me.
Katie: *waves hands around* Ah don't listen to her. She's always like that.
Grant: She seems smart.
Katie: OH I know. She is just like, one of the smartest smart people I've ever known.
Grant: Good to know.
Katie: *smiling* Yeah.
Grant: ...Katie, I know this is kind of...Quick, but...
Katie: What?
Grant: ...I really, really have enjoyed our time together.
Katie: Oh me too. You're just super.
Grant: *laughs* Thanks.
Katie: So what's quick?
Grant: Let's get married.
Katie: *chokes on wine* ...Excuse me?
Grant: I love you.
Katie: Uh...Well, I love you too, but...I mean...We haven't known each other very long.
Grant: We've spent every waking and..Unwaking moment together for the past two weeks. I mean, we even met on the plane. You've changed my life and I want to spend the rest of it with you.
Katie: Um...Well, I just got out of a marriage, I'm not sure I-
Grant: You got out of a prison. Whoever you had before, was a pathetic loser who took you for granted. He didn't love you the way I love you. Come on, you told me how much you hated him.
Katie: I know.
Grant: And you love me, right?
Katie: I do.
Grant: See? I do. We're halfway there.
Katie: *laughs*
Grant: *hands over ring*
Katie: HOLY SH-EETS.
Grant: You like it?
Katie: It's bigger than my house.
Grant: Will you marry me?
Katie: OKAY!
Grant: *smiles* Perfect. I have a date set.
Katie: Awesome, what month?
Grant: Tomorrow.
Katie: *lifts brow* Tomorrow?
Grant: Let's elope.
Katie: That fast huh.
Grant: I love you that much.
Katie: Yeah, but tomorrow?
Grant: *frowns* Is that a problem?
Katie: No! No not at all.
Grant: *smiles* Good. You know, I never liked any of that churchey stuff. Everyone makes a big deal about marriage, but it's just a glamour contest.
Katie: Yeah.
Grant: I've already planned the honeymoon.
Katie: You have?
Grant: Cuba.
Katie: Huh. *laughs nervously* Cuba.
Grant: It's isolated, it's quiet, and no phone service where we'll be. So that means,-
Katie: We can't call for help?
Grant: *laughs* We can't call anyone. Well, that is of course unless you go at the top of a building or something.
Katie: Well we won't be spending much time on the top of a building, will we?
Grant: Nope.
Katie: Cool.
Grant: We are going to have the best time. You're going to love it. You're always saying how you hate crowds of people. Well, in this place, you could scream bloody murder and no one would hear it.
Katie: *nervous smile*
Grant: Let's go get some sleep.
Katie: Maybe you should go back to your place tonight. I mean, we're not supposed to see each other before the...Eloping.
Grant: No, I'll stay here.
Katie: I think you should go anyway.
Grant: *glares* NO. *smiles* No, I'm staying. We're in love, and people in love shouldn't push each other away.
Katie: I wasn't pushing, I-
Grant: Come on. *grabs Katie's hand* Let's go.
Katie: ...Alright.
3 am, Katie's bedroom
Grant: *snoring*
Katie: *opens cellphone, dials number*
Grant: *grabs Katie's arm* Who are you calling this early?
Katie: ...My bank. I wanted to know how much money I had for coffee this morning.
Grant: Well that looks like a 9 and a 1.
Katie: ...*laughs* You know what I did? I dialed the wrong number again.
Grant: Why don't you give me the phone and get some rest.
Katie: ...Okay. *hands over phone*
Grant: *puts phone in drawer* Go to sleep.
Katie: You know what I was thinking?
Grant: Shh, I'm trying to sleep.
Katie: *frowns* Yeah, b-
Grant: Shh.
Katie: ...*lays on pillow*
Two days later, Miami
Ballistics
Donner: Hey you paged me?
Calleigh: *smiles* Yes.
Donner: What do you have?
Calleigh: Sean's body revealed a bullet wound.
Donner: Autopsy said he wasn't shot.
Calleigh: Well ours does.
Donner: ...So no one looked.
Calleigh: They assumed cause of death was from the fall.
Donner: So can we match it?
Calleigh: We can. And I did.
Donner: Who does the gun belong to?
Calleigh: Eric Delko.
Donner: ...He shot him.
Calleigh: He shot twice. One bullet was recovered from a column and the secnd one we recovered from his sternum.
Donner: So, what now?
Calleigh: Now we call IAB.
Layout room
Jess: *sigh*
Colton: *walks in* What's wrong?
Jess: ...Some lab tech just said I almost killed Carly.
Colton: How would they know?
Jess: They don't.
Colton: So don't pay attention to them.
Jess: There are rumors going around that I was on that boat.
Colton: Weren't you?
Jess: Yeah but I didn't kill anyone!
Colton: Well you know you didn't, so it's no one's business.
Jess: *sigh* I just don't want to lose my reputation.
Colton: What reputation?
Jess: *smirks* Funny.
Colton: I knew that'd cheer you up.
Jess: Thanks.
Colton: So, have you spoken to Eric recently?
Jess: No. IAB was talking to him. I think he's in some kind of trouble.
Colton: Good.
Jess: *rolls eyes* I know you don't like him but he's my fiancé, so just keep your opinions to yourself.
Colton: Sorry.
Jess: *nods*
Trace Lab
Carly: *walks in, smiles*
Speed: You're looking better.
Carly: Lay it on me brother.
Speed: *hands over folder* You're helping Anni and Colton on this case.
Carly: *opens folder* Cool, re-opened case.
Speed: Yeah, I thought you might like it. You used to work cold cases back in Australia.
Carly: How did you know that?
Speed: I looked it up.
Carly: *laughs* Of course you did.
Cellphone rings
Speed: *opens phone* Yeah, it's Speed.
Screaming heard on the other end
Speed: *holds phone away*
Carly: *lifts head from folder*
Phone clicks
Speed: *looking at phone*
Carly: ...Who was that?
Speed: I don't know.
Carly: Wrong number?
Speed: How many people do you know call cell phones and scream 'Tim help me'.
Carly: ...Non...Wrong numbers.
Speed: I think it was Katie.
Carly: Oh, you're not still going on about her.
Speed: No, I recognized the voice.
Carly: Why, did she scream a lot when she was with you?
Speed: *looks at Carly*
Carly: WHOA, I meant that in the most non-dirty way possible.
Speed: Why would she call me?
Carly: Because it wasn't her. It was probably just some teenagers.
Speed: Yeah, you're probably right.
Carly: Anyway, I'm going to go see what Anni has for me. *leaves*
Speed: *looks down at phone, presses re-dial*
Cuba, top of building
Katie: GET AWAY FROM ME!
Grant: Why did you come up here!
Katie: To get away from you.
Cellphone starts to ring
Grant: Don't you answer that.
Katie: *grabs phone, opens it*
Grant: *runs over*
Katie: HELP! HE'S TRYING TO KILL ME!
Grant: *throws phone over edge of building* Now it's your turn.
Katie: *runs*
Grant: *grabs Katie*
Katie: *screams*
TBC................
And Lori terminated the pregnancy, lol.
Wow, I'm so blunt. :lol: That's so weird. Usually I'm all over the place. But yeah, it was mentioned in one of those chapters up there before she left.
When The World Gets In My Face
Paris, 1 am
Katie: So, did you have a good business meeting?
Grant: It was the usual.
Katie: *drinks whine*
Grant: Let's finish off this bottle.
Katie: *laughs* I think I've had enough tonight.
Grant: Go on, have some more. It's expensive and I wouldn't want you to store it away and never drink it again.
Katie: Doesn't wine get better with age?
Grant: It does.
Katie: *giggles*
Grant: You know, I don't think your daughter likes me.
Katie: *waves hands around* Ah don't listen to her. She's always like that.
Grant: She seems smart.
Katie: OH I know. She is just like, one of the smartest smart people I've ever known.
Grant: Good to know.
Katie: *smiling* Yeah.
Grant: ...Katie, I know this is kind of...Quick, but...
Katie: What?
Grant: ...I really, really have enjoyed our time together.
Katie: Oh me too. You're just super.
Grant: *laughs* Thanks.
Katie: So what's quick?
Grant: Let's get married.
Katie: *chokes on wine* ...Excuse me?
Grant: I love you.
Katie: Uh...Well, I love you too, but...I mean...We haven't known each other very long.
Grant: We've spent every waking and..Unwaking moment together for the past two weeks. I mean, we even met on the plane. You've changed my life and I want to spend the rest of it with you.
Katie: Um...Well, I just got out of a marriage, I'm not sure I-
Grant: You got out of a prison. Whoever you had before, was a pathetic loser who took you for granted. He didn't love you the way I love you. Come on, you told me how much you hated him.
Katie: I know.
Grant: And you love me, right?
Katie: I do.
Grant: See? I do. We're halfway there.
Katie: *laughs*
Grant: *hands over ring*
Katie: HOLY SH-EETS.
Grant: You like it?
Katie: It's bigger than my house.
Grant: Will you marry me?
Katie: OKAY!
Grant: *smiles* Perfect. I have a date set.
Katie: Awesome, what month?
Grant: Tomorrow.
Katie: *lifts brow* Tomorrow?
Grant: Let's elope.
Katie: That fast huh.
Grant: I love you that much.
Katie: Yeah, but tomorrow?
Grant: *frowns* Is that a problem?
Katie: No! No not at all.
Grant: *smiles* Good. You know, I never liked any of that churchey stuff. Everyone makes a big deal about marriage, but it's just a glamour contest.
Katie: Yeah.
Grant: I've already planned the honeymoon.
Katie: You have?
Grant: Cuba.
Katie: Huh. *laughs nervously* Cuba.
Grant: It's isolated, it's quiet, and no phone service where we'll be. So that means,-
Katie: We can't call for help?
Grant: *laughs* We can't call anyone. Well, that is of course unless you go at the top of a building or something.
Katie: Well we won't be spending much time on the top of a building, will we?
Grant: Nope.
Katie: Cool.
Grant: We are going to have the best time. You're going to love it. You're always saying how you hate crowds of people. Well, in this place, you could scream bloody murder and no one would hear it.
Katie: *nervous smile*
Grant: Let's go get some sleep.
Katie: Maybe you should go back to your place tonight. I mean, we're not supposed to see each other before the...Eloping.
Grant: No, I'll stay here.
Katie: I think you should go anyway.
Grant: *glares* NO. *smiles* No, I'm staying. We're in love, and people in love shouldn't push each other away.
Katie: I wasn't pushing, I-
Grant: Come on. *grabs Katie's hand* Let's go.
Katie: ...Alright.
3 am, Katie's bedroom
Grant: *snoring*
Katie: *opens cellphone, dials number*
Grant: *grabs Katie's arm* Who are you calling this early?
Katie: ...My bank. I wanted to know how much money I had for coffee this morning.
Grant: Well that looks like a 9 and a 1.
Katie: ...*laughs* You know what I did? I dialed the wrong number again.
Grant: Why don't you give me the phone and get some rest.
Katie: ...Okay. *hands over phone*
Grant: *puts phone in drawer* Go to sleep.
Katie: You know what I was thinking?
Grant: Shh, I'm trying to sleep.
Katie: *frowns* Yeah, b-
Grant: Shh.
Katie: ...*lays on pillow*
Two days later, Miami
Ballistics
Donner: Hey you paged me?
Calleigh: *smiles* Yes.
Donner: What do you have?
Calleigh: Sean's body revealed a bullet wound.
Donner: Autopsy said he wasn't shot.
Calleigh: Well ours does.
Donner: ...So no one looked.
Calleigh: They assumed cause of death was from the fall.
Donner: So can we match it?
Calleigh: We can. And I did.
Donner: Who does the gun belong to?
Calleigh: Eric Delko.
Donner: ...He shot him.
Calleigh: He shot twice. One bullet was recovered from a column and the secnd one we recovered from his sternum.
Donner: So, what now?
Calleigh: Now we call IAB.
Layout room
Jess: *sigh*
Colton: *walks in* What's wrong?
Jess: ...Some lab tech just said I almost killed Carly.
Colton: How would they know?
Jess: They don't.
Colton: So don't pay attention to them.
Jess: There are rumors going around that I was on that boat.
Colton: Weren't you?
Jess: Yeah but I didn't kill anyone!
Colton: Well you know you didn't, so it's no one's business.
Jess: *sigh* I just don't want to lose my reputation.
Colton: What reputation?
Jess: *smirks* Funny.
Colton: I knew that'd cheer you up.
Jess: Thanks.
Colton: So, have you spoken to Eric recently?
Jess: No. IAB was talking to him. I think he's in some kind of trouble.
Colton: Good.
Jess: *rolls eyes* I know you don't like him but he's my fiancé, so just keep your opinions to yourself.
Colton: Sorry.
Jess: *nods*
Trace Lab
Carly: *walks in, smiles*
Speed: You're looking better.
Carly: Lay it on me brother.
Speed: *hands over folder* You're helping Anni and Colton on this case.
Carly: *opens folder* Cool, re-opened case.
Speed: Yeah, I thought you might like it. You used to work cold cases back in Australia.
Carly: How did you know that?
Speed: I looked it up.
Carly: *laughs* Of course you did.
Cellphone rings
Speed: *opens phone* Yeah, it's Speed.
Screaming heard on the other end
Speed: *holds phone away*
Carly: *lifts head from folder*
Phone clicks
Speed: *looking at phone*
Carly: ...Who was that?
Speed: I don't know.
Carly: Wrong number?
Speed: How many people do you know call cell phones and scream 'Tim help me'.
Carly: ...Non...Wrong numbers.
Speed: I think it was Katie.
Carly: Oh, you're not still going on about her.
Speed: No, I recognized the voice.
Carly: Why, did she scream a lot when she was with you?
Speed: *looks at Carly*
Carly: WHOA, I meant that in the most non-dirty way possible.
Speed: Why would she call me?
Carly: Because it wasn't her. It was probably just some teenagers.
Speed: Yeah, you're probably right.
Carly: Anyway, I'm going to go see what Anni has for me. *leaves*
Speed: *looks down at phone, presses re-dial*
Cuba, top of building
Katie: GET AWAY FROM ME!
Grant: Why did you come up here!
Katie: To get away from you.
Cellphone starts to ring
Grant: Don't you answer that.
Katie: *grabs phone, opens it*
Grant: *runs over*
Katie: HELP! HE'S TRYING TO KILL ME!
Grant: *throws phone over edge of building* Now it's your turn.
Katie: *runs*
Grant: *grabs Katie*
Katie: *screams*
TBC................
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
*makes noise like Chandler did when Joey puts on all of Chandler's clothes and points finger* Why! Sure he hit on my kid and is all freaky...creeperish. But seriously and Cuba! Come on! The Speedle family just needs to stay away from foreign countries. Well...at least it wasn't Africa.
Awwww I called Tim. Well of course I did because he has stubble and and...need I say more?
Ahh man seriously you will never know how hard that made me giggle. lol. I love my..one liners sometimes. Even though that wasn't a one liner but still. And whoa eloping...getting married...judging by the fact that he's trying to kill me i'm thinking thats not a good idea!
Update soon please!
Awwww I called Tim. Well of course I did because he has stubble and and...need I say more?
Oh oh there' a hint of the old drunk Katie we all know and love.
Ahh man seriously you will never know how hard that made me giggle. lol. I love my..one liners sometimes. Even though that wasn't a one liner but still. And whoa eloping...getting married...judging by the fact that he's trying to kill me i'm thinking thats not a good idea!
Update soon please!
CSI_Trainee
CSI Level One
Haha that sounds just like me and missy lol.... In fact I would be surprised if me and missy don't do that once we have our licences lol.
OMG I loved the little like speed likes me better fight between Horatio and Megan thats just great.... they were acting like they were like two years old LOL
AHHHHH Katie omg whats gonna happen to her .... geni you evil cliffhanging person you!!!! I am so anxious to see what happens but I won't get to till late tomorrow night after work (has a new job no longer making pizza ... is a hostess at high end resturant) ah well at least I will have all day to ponder the mysteries of the last chapter lol and be totally excited to read it when i get home ... Keep up the great work Geni!!!!!
Okay, I didn't like Grant *before* he started hitting on his girlfriends daughter. I keep liking him less and less. What a creep. And now he's trying to kill our Katie.
I also can't wait to see what happens with Megan's husbands case. Interesting...
As for a name for the Hummerhome... um... Bessie? :lol: I have no idea.
I also can't wait to see what happens with Megan's husbands case. Interesting...
As for a name for the Hummerhome... um... Bessie? :lol: I have no idea.
Libre
Cuba, two days later, police station
Katie: *sitting in chair*
Cop: You're American.
Katie: *nods*
Cop: And, you killed a man.
Katie: *shakes head*
Cop: The staff at the resort found him in the pool.
Katie: *sigh* He fell off the roof.
Cop: Because you pushed him.
Katie: I didn't push him. I ran out of the way.
Cop: What were you two doing on the roof?
Katie: It was our honeymoon.
Cop: Hell of a way to die.
Katie: He was going to kill me.
Cop: We didn't find any weapons on him.
Katie: He was going to throw me off the roof.
Cop: So you got to him first.
Katie: *angry sigh* Why don't you believe me?
Cop: Honestly? Because you're just a woman.
Katie: *frowns*
Cop: And he was a powerful business man.
Katie: So? He tried to kill me. Does it matter what he did for a living?
Cop: You killed him.
Katie: I didn't push him! Don't you have CSIs?
Cop: I'm sorry I don't know what that is.
Katie: Crime Scene Investigators.
Cop: *laughs* You're not in America.
Katie: So is this how you treat all victims?
Cop: You're not a victim.
Katie: I'm American, send me back.
Cop: First of all, you don't get to make those kind of orders. Secondly, our records show you haven't been in the United States for almost a month. You've been living in France.
Katie: I don't care. Send me to the US.
Man walks in, hands paper over to cop, leaves
Cop: *looks down at paper* You're in luck.
Katie: I am?
Cop: That man you killed. He wasn't American.
Katie: ..So?
Cop: He was Canadian.
Katie: He said he was American.
Cop: And you think he was living in France just....Because of the view.
Katie: *looks down at table*
Cop: Canadian authorities will be taking you up there for prosecution.
Katie: Why?
Cop: Politics.
Katie: I don't want to go to Canada.
Cop: You don't have a choice. Get up, you're leaving.
Katie: No.
Cop: *walks over, grabs Katie by the hair* The last woman who said no to me ended up in a jail cell.
Katie: So?
Cop: She was my daughter.
Katie: Was?
Cop: The prisons here are less than comfortable and hospitable than you're used to.
Katie: Let go of me.
Cop: *slaps Katie in the face*
Katie: Ah. *holding face*
Cop: Move it.
TBC.................
Cuba, two days later, police station
Katie: *sitting in chair*
Cop: You're American.
Katie: *nods*
Cop: And, you killed a man.
Katie: *shakes head*
Cop: The staff at the resort found him in the pool.
Katie: *sigh* He fell off the roof.
Cop: Because you pushed him.
Katie: I didn't push him. I ran out of the way.
Cop: What were you two doing on the roof?
Katie: It was our honeymoon.
Cop: Hell of a way to die.
Katie: He was going to kill me.
Cop: We didn't find any weapons on him.
Katie: He was going to throw me off the roof.
Cop: So you got to him first.
Katie: *angry sigh* Why don't you believe me?
Cop: Honestly? Because you're just a woman.
Katie: *frowns*
Cop: And he was a powerful business man.
Katie: So? He tried to kill me. Does it matter what he did for a living?
Cop: You killed him.
Katie: I didn't push him! Don't you have CSIs?
Cop: I'm sorry I don't know what that is.
Katie: Crime Scene Investigators.
Cop: *laughs* You're not in America.
Katie: So is this how you treat all victims?
Cop: You're not a victim.
Katie: I'm American, send me back.
Cop: First of all, you don't get to make those kind of orders. Secondly, our records show you haven't been in the United States for almost a month. You've been living in France.
Katie: I don't care. Send me to the US.
Man walks in, hands paper over to cop, leaves
Cop: *looks down at paper* You're in luck.
Katie: I am?
Cop: That man you killed. He wasn't American.
Katie: ..So?
Cop: He was Canadian.
Katie: He said he was American.
Cop: And you think he was living in France just....Because of the view.
Katie: *looks down at table*
Cop: Canadian authorities will be taking you up there for prosecution.
Katie: Why?
Cop: Politics.
Katie: I don't want to go to Canada.
Cop: You don't have a choice. Get up, you're leaving.
Katie: No.
Cop: *walks over, grabs Katie by the hair* The last woman who said no to me ended up in a jail cell.
Katie: So?
Cop: She was my daughter.
Katie: Was?
Cop: The prisons here are less than comfortable and hospitable than you're used to.
Katie: Let go of me.
Cop: *slaps Katie in the face*
Katie: Ah. *holding face*
Cop: Move it.
TBC.................
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
Ahhhhh! I want to go home! Canada...France...heck even Africa I dont' care just get me away from that guard. What kind of a peron let a lone a father puts his own child in jail. *shivers* And seriously there trying to say that it wasn't self defence? UH ...hello he was the crazy one. But of course I'm assuming there wasn't any evidence really so...this isn't looking to good for me at the moment.
carlz31
Coroner
Woah! Grant was a psycho...Katie, why do you always attract the weirdos...I mean, the was Creeper Africa Speed, the Adam guy, and now Grant. I'm sure there were more, I just can't remember...
But seriously, yikes. Poor Katie *hugs* and that guard was creepy too. So, naturally, Katie will go out with him *hides* I kid, I kid. Please don't hurt me.
Ohhh poor Delko. So he did shoot Sean. Awww poor baby *hugs*
Sorry, my review was kinda all over the place...I didn't really think it through too much. Well, anyways, please update soon
But seriously, yikes. Poor Katie *hugs* and that guard was creepy too. So, naturally, Katie will go out with him *hides* I kid, I kid. Please don't hurt me.
Ohhh poor Delko. So he did shoot Sean. Awww poor baby *hugs*
HAHA! Oh man, that made me crack up. Aww yay! I'm back at work! And I'm not sure if I mentioned this before...I probably didn't but anyway. YAY for Speedy, not only is he not being an ass, he stuck up for Joshie! Awww, them Speedle boys are so cute!
Sorry, my review was kinda all over the place...I didn't really think it through too much. Well, anyways, please update soon
:lol: Aw, Katie needs a big hug from...Lori. Or Speed. Or H-man...Or Delko...AW GROUP HUG EVERYONE! *huggles Katie*
Alright so for names for the Hummerhome, we have:
Bertha
Bessie
:lol: I love those names.
I've been thinking, and I've come up with a couple...Doesn't mean we have to use them though.
-The H-Mobile
-Dade-Mobile
-Mimi :lol:
-Titanica :lol:
...I'm really bad at that. lol
Vague De Froid
Interrogation
Stetler: *angry sigh* Eric Delko. How many more times are we going to keep having this conversation?
Delko: *frowning*
Stetler: Okay, run it by me again.
Delko: Why? So you can twist my words and arrest me?
Stetler: I'm trying to help you.
Delko: I don't need your help.
Stetler: I know you didn't mean to shoot him. And I know that you were new, and you were just trying to be a good cop.
Delko: Good, then this conversation is over.
Stetler: Whoa, where are you runnin' off to? We're not finished.
Delko: *sigh*
Stetler: We have to find out if the cause of death was from the shot, or from the fall.
Delko: So how is talking to me going to help you figure that out?
Stetler: How close where you to Sean?
Delko: Ten feet.
Stetler: Ten...Whole feet?
Delko: Yeah, I guess.
Stetler: You guess. So it could have been seven feet, it could have been five feet, it could have three feet.
Delko: No. It was ten feet.
Stetler: You're...Sure now. I wouldn't want to falsify a statement.
Delko: You want me to swear on the bible or something?
Stetler: No I want you to tell me the truth.
Delko: Alright.
Stetler: Did you fire two shots?
Delko: Yes.
Stetler: Why?
Delko: I wasn't trying to hit the cop.
Stetler: Well you were a bad shot. One of the bullets hit a column. That's how we were able to find out that you killed a cop.
Delko: *sigh*
Stetler: Speedle's the one who told Horatio, am I right?
Delko: ...Yeah. I guess he did.
Stetler: Must be nice of him to keep it locked away that long. You know, covering for you. I wonder what you did to him that made him tell the boss.
Delko: *frowns*
Stetler: Must have been something bad. I hear you're getting married to...Jessica, I think her name is. But I also hear you were screwing around on her with Speedle's ex-wife? Whew, that must have been complicated. He find out?
Delko: If this doesn't involve the case, we're not going to discuss it.
Stetler: Alright.
Delko: Am I finished?
Stetler: For now.
Delko: *leaves*
Atrium
Horatio: *walks in*
Stetler: *shakes head* Your team...It gets worse every year.
Horatio: Eric didn'-
Stetler: I'm not talking about Delko. I just got off the phone with authorities in Canada. Katie whatever her name is was arrested for the murder of her new husband in Cuba.
Horatio: ...I don't see the connection to Canada.
Stetler: He was a Canadian citizen. And apparently not very honest with her.
Horatio: Do they have any evidence that ties her to the murder?
Stetler: Actually they called the lab asking for Speedle. I took the call. What they said was the officers in Cuba had a confession from her.
Horatio: Signed or verbal?
Stetler: They say verbal.
Horatio: *smirks*
Stetler: She doesn't work here anymore, and she is not married to your CSI so it has nothing to do with us.
Horatio: She is an American citizen in a foreign country. She deserves justice.
Stetler: She'll get her justice in Canada. She's lucky they won't give her lethal injection. I only told you this because you worked together. It was courtesy.
Horatio: How thoughtful.
Stetler: I'll see you later. *leaves*
Horatio: *looks out window*
Lori: *frowning* Horatio.
Horatio: *looks at Lori*
Lori: You need to know something about Grant.
Horatio: Katie's husband.
Lori: Just because she agreed to wear the ring doesn't mean it was a marriage.
Horatio: Alright, I understand. Why are you bringing this information to me?
Lori: I'd rather not discuss the case with anyone else. Besides...You were always like a father to me.
Horatio: *stares at Lori*
Lori: Grant was...He just...There was something about him that rubbed me the wrong way. Like he had alterior motives. He was threatening, and he even made a move on me. I didn't trust him and frankly I don't know why my mother did.
Horatio: So he seemed violent.
Lori: I've seen violent behavior before in men. He was no different. Just a little more manipulative.
Horatio: Okay. Is it possible that he wanted to hurt Katie?
Lori: Yes.
Horatio: I'll look into things.
Lori: I want to help.
Horatio: How?
Lori: I'm...Kind of a cop now.
Horatio: You are?
Lori: Yeah.
Horatio: Congratulations.
Lori: At first I didn't really want it. Thought it was stupid, and that it wasn't going to make me a better person, or satisfied with myself. But I can't really see myself doing anything else.
Horatio: I felt the same way when I was your age.
Lori: *nods*
Horatio: Alright, you realize this might take many months because of exterdition laws.
Lori: Yeah.
Horatio: She might end up going to prison, but when we have the evidence, we'll present it and leave it up to the courts. Everything has to go by the book.
Lori: You got it H.
Horatio: Good. Where are you going to stay?
Lori: I'll find a place.
Horatio: You sure you don't want to stay w-
Lori: No. Don't even tell him I'm here. I came to help my mom, not rectify my relationship with him.
Horatio: Deal.
Lori: *looks around*
Horatio: Is there something wrong?
Lori: Um...It's just that...Mistakes are made and...Some people won't understand.
Horatio: Understand what?
Lori: Especially him.
Horatio: Lori, what is it?
Lori: *looks at watch* Look, I have to head out, but I'll call you later. *leaves*
Horatio: *puts on shades*
TBC.............
Alright so for names for the Hummerhome, we have:
Bertha
Bessie
:lol: I love those names.
I've been thinking, and I've come up with a couple...Doesn't mean we have to use them though.
-The H-Mobile
-Dade-Mobile
-Mimi :lol:
-Titanica :lol:
...I'm really bad at that. lol
Vague De Froid
Interrogation
Stetler: *angry sigh* Eric Delko. How many more times are we going to keep having this conversation?
Delko: *frowning*
Stetler: Okay, run it by me again.
Delko: Why? So you can twist my words and arrest me?
Stetler: I'm trying to help you.
Delko: I don't need your help.
Stetler: I know you didn't mean to shoot him. And I know that you were new, and you were just trying to be a good cop.
Delko: Good, then this conversation is over.
Stetler: Whoa, where are you runnin' off to? We're not finished.
Delko: *sigh*
Stetler: We have to find out if the cause of death was from the shot, or from the fall.
Delko: So how is talking to me going to help you figure that out?
Stetler: How close where you to Sean?
Delko: Ten feet.
Stetler: Ten...Whole feet?
Delko: Yeah, I guess.
Stetler: You guess. So it could have been seven feet, it could have been five feet, it could have three feet.
Delko: No. It was ten feet.
Stetler: You're...Sure now. I wouldn't want to falsify a statement.
Delko: You want me to swear on the bible or something?
Stetler: No I want you to tell me the truth.
Delko: Alright.
Stetler: Did you fire two shots?
Delko: Yes.
Stetler: Why?
Delko: I wasn't trying to hit the cop.
Stetler: Well you were a bad shot. One of the bullets hit a column. That's how we were able to find out that you killed a cop.
Delko: *sigh*
Stetler: Speedle's the one who told Horatio, am I right?
Delko: ...Yeah. I guess he did.
Stetler: Must be nice of him to keep it locked away that long. You know, covering for you. I wonder what you did to him that made him tell the boss.
Delko: *frowns*
Stetler: Must have been something bad. I hear you're getting married to...Jessica, I think her name is. But I also hear you were screwing around on her with Speedle's ex-wife? Whew, that must have been complicated. He find out?
Delko: If this doesn't involve the case, we're not going to discuss it.
Stetler: Alright.
Delko: Am I finished?
Stetler: For now.
Delko: *leaves*
Atrium
Horatio: *walks in*
Stetler: *shakes head* Your team...It gets worse every year.
Horatio: Eric didn'-
Stetler: I'm not talking about Delko. I just got off the phone with authorities in Canada. Katie whatever her name is was arrested for the murder of her new husband in Cuba.
Horatio: ...I don't see the connection to Canada.
Stetler: He was a Canadian citizen. And apparently not very honest with her.
Horatio: Do they have any evidence that ties her to the murder?
Stetler: Actually they called the lab asking for Speedle. I took the call. What they said was the officers in Cuba had a confession from her.
Horatio: Signed or verbal?
Stetler: They say verbal.
Horatio: *smirks*
Stetler: She doesn't work here anymore, and she is not married to your CSI so it has nothing to do with us.
Horatio: She is an American citizen in a foreign country. She deserves justice.
Stetler: She'll get her justice in Canada. She's lucky they won't give her lethal injection. I only told you this because you worked together. It was courtesy.
Horatio: How thoughtful.
Stetler: I'll see you later. *leaves*
Horatio: *looks out window*
Lori: *frowning* Horatio.
Horatio: *looks at Lori*
Lori: You need to know something about Grant.
Horatio: Katie's husband.
Lori: Just because she agreed to wear the ring doesn't mean it was a marriage.
Horatio: Alright, I understand. Why are you bringing this information to me?
Lori: I'd rather not discuss the case with anyone else. Besides...You were always like a father to me.
Horatio: *stares at Lori*
Lori: Grant was...He just...There was something about him that rubbed me the wrong way. Like he had alterior motives. He was threatening, and he even made a move on me. I didn't trust him and frankly I don't know why my mother did.
Horatio: So he seemed violent.
Lori: I've seen violent behavior before in men. He was no different. Just a little more manipulative.
Horatio: Okay. Is it possible that he wanted to hurt Katie?
Lori: Yes.
Horatio: I'll look into things.
Lori: I want to help.
Horatio: How?
Lori: I'm...Kind of a cop now.
Horatio: You are?
Lori: Yeah.
Horatio: Congratulations.
Lori: At first I didn't really want it. Thought it was stupid, and that it wasn't going to make me a better person, or satisfied with myself. But I can't really see myself doing anything else.
Horatio: I felt the same way when I was your age.
Lori: *nods*
Horatio: Alright, you realize this might take many months because of exterdition laws.
Lori: Yeah.
Horatio: She might end up going to prison, but when we have the evidence, we'll present it and leave it up to the courts. Everything has to go by the book.
Lori: You got it H.
Horatio: Good. Where are you going to stay?
Lori: I'll find a place.
Horatio: You sure you don't want to stay w-
Lori: No. Don't even tell him I'm here. I came to help my mom, not rectify my relationship with him.
Horatio: Deal.
Lori: *looks around*
Horatio: Is there something wrong?
Lori: Um...It's just that...Mistakes are made and...Some people won't understand.
Horatio: Understand what?
Lori: Especially him.
Horatio: Lori, what is it?
Lori: *looks at watch* Look, I have to head out, but I'll call you later. *leaves*
Horatio: *puts on shades*
TBC.............
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