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

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Inside These Walls

Firearms lab

Speed: *opens box*

Lori: *walks in slowly* Anyone else here?

Speed: No.

Lori: Did Carly catch up to you?

Speed: Yeah she's probably calling IAB.

Lori: You want her to?

Speed: Yeah.

Lori: Why?

Speed: To distract them.

Lori: Why are you distracting them?

Speed: Because....*holding gun* We're going to get rid of this.

Lori: What do you mean?

Speed: I'm going to mix and match this gun with the other ones in the gun vault.

Lori: So they can't trace the gun right away.

Speed: Yeah.

Lori: What else?

Speed: We're going to sabotage the lab.

Lori: ...So that no one can analyse evidence.

Speed: Right.

Lori: Are you sure we can pull this off?

Speed: I'll be doing most of it. You can't get into some areas of the lab.

Lori: Okay.

Speed: Wear latex gloves.

Lori: No problem.

Speed: I want you to go out to one of the Hummers and put this underneath.

Lori: What's this? *grabs box*

Speed: GPS scrambler. I'll mess up the computers in here.

Lori: Alright. *leaves*

Speed: *pulls gun apart, looks around*

Two lab techs walk past door, and continue down the hall

Speed: *places device inside gun magazine, walks into gun vault*

Cell phone rings

Speed: *opens phone* I got rid of Carly for you. She'll be gone for at least a few hours.

Josh: You have IAB distracted?

Speed: They will be in a few minutes. How did the fake drunk act work out?

Josh: Lori played right into it. Good thing I made her stay home like a depressed teenager and left the alcohol out. Blood packages and blank gun worked out great too.

Speed: Where'd those cops take Cait?

Josh: Bill and Andy are good guys. I've known them for a few years. I'm sure they have her somewhere safe. Is Lori bugging my Hummer?

Speed: As we speak.

Josh: Alright. You blow the firearms lab to hell and mess with the computers. IAB should have a field day with that. I'll go to the drop off place and look around.

Speed: Be careful. If Carly finds out you messed with the stash of whatever it was, you'll blow this.

Josh: It's a good thing Delko didn't find anything in the water that night.

Speed: Carly left something out there and I want to know what it was.

Josh: Probably nothing legal.

Speed: When you and Jess got on the boat, what did the fed say?

Josh: That the organization out to destroy Miami had recruited a woman. He wasn't there for one of the meetings, but the word is they recruited Carly. She killed the fed before she jumped overboard.

Speed: And the other self-sacrificing terrorists killed themselves right?

Josh: Right. Lori's old boyfriend Logan told me when I was undercover that they were selling dope to the feds. This was for personal use. No wonder she got suspicious when she looked in my car. I had the evidence against her from Logan.

Speed: Great, we've got a bunch of corrupt feds.

Josh: He was dealing for them and visually confirmed Carly was with them.

Speed: So is she a fed or part of the organization?

Josh: She's definitely not with the feds. She was undercover to exploit them. Her 'friend' that we had to visit in Tallahassee? I drove around a bit that day and found Carly associating with one of them. It was the man who 'kidnapped' her.

Speed: She's got her own little game going, huh.

Josh: Yeah too bad I had to act all concerned for her.

Speed: Well now we know the feds won't be looking for her.

Josh: Not yet at least. We need to get to her first. Make sure this lab can't get involved.

Speed: Oh it'll be far beyond that.

Josh: I'll be there to pick up my Hummer soon.

Speed: Sure.

Click

TBC..................
 
To See If I Still Feel

Miami Lab, 6pm

Speed: *typing on computer*

Lori: *walks in*

Speed: Hey.

Lori: *slaps Speed in the face*

Speed: *blank stare*

Lori: Josh is fine.

Speed: *rubs face* Um, ow.

Lori: I didn't shoot him so what the hell is going on?

Speed: Who have you been talking to?

Lori: Josh scared the crap out of me when I was bugging the Hummer.

Speed: He wasn't supposed to do that.

Lori: What is going on?

Speed: That's classified.

Lori: You called me irresponsible for nothing.

Speed: I'm sorry but Carly was in the other room and she could hear us.

Lori: ...So she doesn't know Josh is fine?

Speed: No and she's not going to know.

Lori: Why?

Speed: That's classified.

Lori: What are you doing?

Speed: I'm programming a virus.

Lori: Why?

Speed: To bust the computers. I already told you.

Lori: So um...You were just going to make me feel guilty for shooting my uncle forever?

Speed: *typing*

Lori: Tim.

Speed: *typing*

Lori: ...Tim.

Speed: *looks at screen*

Lori: Tim!

Speed: *typing*

Lori: ...Daddy?

Speed: *stops typing*

Lori: *stares at Speed*

Speed: ...What.

Lori: You weren't paying attention.

Speed: Sorry.

Lori: So were you ever going to tell me about Josh?

Speed: Eventually.

Lori: ...*narrows eyes* You manipulated me.

Speed: That's right.

Lori: That was unfair.

Speed: Life isn't fair.

Lori: I want to help on the case.

Speed: You can't.

Lori: Why not?

Speed: Because you can't.

Lori: I want to.

Speed: That's nice.

Lori: Come on. I'm old enough to work a case.

Speed: No you're not.

Lori: When did you start as a CSI?

Speed: I was 21.

Lori: I'm 19.

Speed: You're too young.

Lori: I'm old enough. And face it, I have experience.

Speed: I don't think shooting your uncle counts as experience.

Lori: No. I meant everything else.

Speed: You're not working this.

Lori: Come on, you'll get yourself killed out there without me.

Speed: I want you to stay here.

Lori: Why? Where are you going?

Speed: Nice try.

Lori: Is this case about Carly?

Speed: No.

Lori: *frowns*

Speed: Lori, the least you get involved, the better.

Lori: Fine.

Speed: Good.

Lori: But I'm not just going to sit around the lab all day while you blow things up.

Speed: Then go do something.

Lori: I will. *leaves*

Speed: *typing*

Halls, few minutes later

Lori: Hey Carly!

Carly: *turns around*

Lori: *runs up* I have been lookin' for you everywhere. I have a question.

Carly: Go ahead.

Lori: Where were you when you were found? The beach?

Carly: Why do you ask?

Lori: Well, I just wanted to know how you go out of that. I was thinking about when I was taken, and I didn't even try to get out. But you did.

Carly: I crawled up onto the beach.

Lori: From where? It must have been a long swim right?

Carly: I was about half a mile out.

Lori: How did you know you were near land? I've been caught in the ocean before, and I couldn't see anything. Colombians sure are isolationists.

Carly: I could see the pier.

Lori: Wasn't it dark though?

Carly: There was a light, it was green.

Lori: Do all the piers have those lights?

Carly: The other ones were broken by some drunk teenagers. That one was the farthest away.

Lori: Did they fix the lights yet?

Carly: *smiles* Why are you asking so many questions?

Lori: Just trying to get the insight from another survivor.

Carly: The city took the rest of those lights down. Cuts costs.

Lori: But they left the one you saw right?

Carly: They have to leave at least one. Boats need to see where the shore is.

Lori: Would you mind taking me to that pier?

Carly: Why?

Lori: I just want to get a feel for the place.

Carly: ...Have you been talking to your dad recently?

Lori: He's in the AV lab typing some stuff up. I was annoying him so he told me to do something. You're not on duty, right?

Carly: I was just going to head down to ballistics to see that gun for myself. No offense to you or anything, but I like to go over evidence. Natural curiosity I guess.

Lori: Wouldn't you rather just show me the pier? Might be fun to go to the beach.

Carly: I don't know what showing you the pier will accomplish.

Lori: Please?

Carly: *sigh* Alright.

Lori: *smiles* Great.

TBC..................
 
Typing a virus? Well, if you didn't know Speed too well, you would think that he's a majot geek or something. really good at science, chem, biology, could be a doctor, computer nerd, etc. Anyways, thanks for updating Geni!
 
You're welcome! :)

Black Whole

Airplane, 9pm

Anni: *kicking seat*

Katie: Stop it.

Anni: Hey this is fun. *kicks seat harder*

Katie: *turns around* KNOCK IT OFF!

Anni: No way. This is entertainment.

Katie: *slaps Anni's leg*

Anni: OW!

Horatio: Guys, knock it off.

Anni: YOU knock it off.

Horatio: *frowns*

Anni: ...Sorry.

Two minutes later

Anni: *flipping pages loudly*

Katie: *frowns*

Anni: *flips page*

Katie: ...

Anni: *flips page*

Katie: *rolls eyes*

Anni: *flips page*

Katie: OH YOU AREN'T EVEN READING!

Anni: How can I read this? It's all in spanish. I'm looking at the pretty pictures.

Katie: Stop annoying me.

Anni: But it's fun.

Katie: No it's not. Not for me.

Anni: But for me it is. *plays the bongos on the food tray*

Katie: *frowning* I'll come back there. I will.

Anni: I dare you.

Katie: *jumps over seat*

Anni: *screams*

Katie: SHUT UP!

Horatio: Ladies, ladies, let's stop all the commotion. You're scaring the passengers.

Katie: Someone SHUT HER UP!

Colton: Okay. *grabs duct tape and barf bag*

Anni: Hey get away from me you jerk.

Colton: I am not a jerk.

Anni: What are you going to do with that barf bag?

Colton: I was going to put it over your head and duct tape it.

Anni: Um, that will kill me.

Colton: Oh...

Katie: Alright let's just work something out. Anni, I will stop being jelous of you if you stop kicking my seat.

Anni: But what else am I supposed to do for 12 hours?

Katie: ...We're going to be here for 12 hours?

Anni: I don't know. I was reading the spanish part of my ticket.

Katie: Your ticket is in english.

Anni: Well I was reading SOMETHING in spanish.

Katie: Please don't tell me I'll be in here for 12 hours.

Anni: Maybe 14.

Katie: *wide-eyed*

Horatio: This flight is 12 hours.

Katie: NO! LET ME OFF!

Colton: We're already 30 000 feet up.

Katie: Someone open an air hatch!

Anni: *grabs Katie* Sit beside me.

Katie: *sits* Fine.

Anni: There, now just relax and let the wind blow through your hair.

Katie: ...The window is closed.

Anni: Imagine the wind blowing through your hair.

Katie: *frowns*

Anni: *waving hands* And the ocean breeze, and the water splashing against the large rocks at the bottom of a vine-covered cliff. Seagulls are flying past and the echoes of their cries expand across the orange and red horizon where the water touches heaven.

Katie: ...All I can see is your engagement ring and a tan coloured seat.

Anni: Oh...Well nevermind then.

Miami, 9:15 pm, pier

Carly: Are you finished looking around?

Lori: *presses ear against wood* No. I'm listening to the voices of the wood.

Carly: ...Okay I want to go home now.

Lori: No! *stands* No we're not done. I have to figure out why we're here.

Carly: Because you asked.

Lori: Yeah but what are you hiding?

Carly: I'm not hiding anything.

Lori: Josh is fine. I didn't shoot him.

Carly: What?

Lori: Well, I did shoot him but not really.

Carly: What are you talking about?

Lori: It was a plan to distract IAB.

Carly: Why?

Lori: Because Josh is investigating you.

Carly: ...Really.

Lori: Well and Tim.

Carly: Why would they be investigating me?

Lori: They blew up ballistics so that IAB would look into that. I'm guessing it's because you're involved in something big.

Carly: Lori, your imagination is very fruitful but I-

Lori: Tell me what you're into.

Carly: Nothing.

Lori: Josh didn't almost fake his death for no reason.

Carly: *frowns*

Lori: I have a feeling it has to do with something that happened out here. When you were 'kidnapped'.

Carly: You're right.

Logan: *runs over* Lori?

Lori: *looks at Logan* What are you doing here?

Logan: I saw you two here.

Carly: Get out of here kid.

Logan: What's the matter? Looking for the gold?

Lori: Whoa gold?

Carly: Get out of here kid.

Logan: Lori, are you working for her?

Lori: ...No. What are you talking about? What are you even doing here?

Logan: I've been selling her drugs for the past few months. Her and her fed buddies.

Lori: You're working with the feds?

Carly: No I'm not. And I don't know why this kid knows anything.

Logan: I dealt you guys drugs.

Carly: You must be mistaken.

Lori: So are you with those terrorists then?

Carly: No. I'm not with anyone.

Logan: Well you're with someone

Carly: ...*sigh* I'm not with any of them. I was exposing both of them. The gold is burried here so that no one got their hands on it and no one is supposed to know.

Lori: Well I'm guessing Josh found out.

Logan: You mean that cop?

Carly: What do you mean?

Logan: I was his informant.

Lori: Yeah I even helped out a couple of times. Logan, why didn't you tell me?

Logan: I thought you'd be mad.

Lori: Of course I'd be mad! You were doing this behind my back!

Logan: Hey, I needed some money.

Lori: You could have gotten yourself killed.

Logan: I guess that's the risk I'm willing to take.

Lori: No, Logan it's stupid. You have no idea what's out there.

Logan: A bunch of low lifes like her and the cop?

Carly: *frowns*

Lori: You have no right to talk about them that way.

Logan: She's a criminal!

Lori: She is not a criminal! She was trying to stop the feds and the terrorists!

Carly: ...

Logan: Yeah well you weren't complaining when I dealt you some stuff.

Lori: *frowns* That was different.

Logan: Really.

Lori: I didn't take those drugs.

Logan: So what were you doing? Saving them for a rainy day?

Lori: I was protecting you. I flushed everything I bought from you!

Logan: You didn't need to protect me!

Lori: I loved you!

Logan: ...It's women like you who ruin lives like mine.

Lori: Why? Because I was trying to save you from getting yourself arrested or killed?

Logan: You should have stayed out of it!

Lori: I couldn't stay out of it! My family was involved!

Carly: *looks up onto beach, pulls out cellphone, dials*

Two men appear, carrying guns

Logan: They don't even love you, you said it yourself.

Lori: *pushes Logan*

Logan: *frowns* Why are you still protecting them!

Lori: THE SAME REASON I PROTECTED YOU!

Logan: *shoves Lori to the edge of pier*

Carly: *pulls out gun, runs up the beach* Miami Dade PD!

Man 1: *pulls out gun*

Man2: *lifts gun*

Carly: *pulls trigger*

BAM BAM BAM

Man2: *pulls trigger*

BAM BAM

Carly: *rolls behind rocks, lifts gun*

BAM BAM

Man1: *pulls trigger*

BAM BAM BAM

Sirens are heard in the distance

Logan: You called the cops?

Lori: Yeah I have an invisible phone that automatically dials 911 when I get into fist fights with men.

Logan: You know, you're such a smartass.

Lori: *punches Logan in the face*

Logan: AH! *runs for Lori, kicks her ribs*

Lori: AHHH! *holds side* ...OW.

Logan: *smiles* Ths explains why you have such a hatred for men.

Lori: *frowns*

Logan: Daddy dearest probably beat the snuff out of you when you were little. I don't know, maybe your mom too.

Lori: *runs for Logan* YOU SON OF A B-

Logan: *pulls out knife, stabs Lori in the chest*

Lori: *grabs onto Logan*

Logan: I guess I had one advantage, huh.

Lori: *staring at Logan*

Logan: *lifts brow*

Lori: I....I...*coughs* L-Love...Him.

Logan: *lets go, runs off*

Lori: *falls*

Beach

Speed: *runs down to beach*

Carly: *runs over*

Speed: You called. Where are they?

Carly: The two guys I was tracking down found us. I killed them.

Speed: Us? Who else is here?

Carly: Lori was back at the pier.

Speed: What? I told her to stay at the lab.

Carly: And that Logan kid showed up.

Speed: *looks at pier*

Carly: *looks back* Oh my God.

Speed: *runs*

Carly: *runs*

Pier

Blood drips through the planks into the ocean

Carly: ...

Speed: ...

Carly: I'll call Alexx.

Speed: *staring at Lori*

Carly: ...Tim.

Speed: *blinks*

Carly: We need to secure the crime scene.

TBC.................
 
AWWWW OMG! Poor Tim! Poor Lori! BAD LOGAN!

Oh man, poor Timmy, all of his kids always get killed, and imagine what will happen when Katie finds out. I'm glad Lori died with a good heart though, she was protecting the ones she loved, and that's how it should be. *mumbles things about Donahue* THATS HOW IT SHOULD BE DONE! *ahem* anyway, I'm interested in seeing how Tim reacts to this, although with the way the last few lines went, it seems like we already have an idea of how he's going to react to it, poor baby, I just want to huggle him, but I'm stuck at an airport UPDATE SOON GENI!
 
:lol:

Gotta Hold On Easy As I Let You Go

Miami Beach, 10:30pm

Alexx: *places down kit*

Carly: Time of death is 10:10 pm.

Alexx: *rolls body over* Found the murder weapon.

Carly: *snaps pictures*

Alexx: Pretty deep.

Carly: Well if she fell forward, it makes sense.

Alexx: Cause of death was exsanguination.

Carly: *kneels* Yeah her skin's already pale.

Alexx: Probably took two to three minutes for her to expire.

Carly: Slow death.

Alexx: Mhm. Poor baby. *strokes Lori's face*

Carly: *snaps pictures*

Alexx: Where's Speed?

Carly: He's collecting bullet casings. Hey what's that on the knife?

Alexx: *leans closer* Looks like some kind of translucent substance.

Carly: Logan probably had whatever it was on his hands. Could help us find him.

Alexx: You can collect the knife at post.

Carly: Sure.

Speed: *walks over* Initial sweep of the beach revealed 8 casings.

Carly: There were way more than that.

Speed: Casings were probably kicked around in the sand.

Carly: Yeah. We need to take a look at those guns. We might be able to find the rest of the members of that organization.

Speed: Yeah. *staring at body*

Carly: Tim?

Speed: Mhm.

Carly: You alright?

Speed: *nods* Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Carly: Okay. I'm going to go take a look around the beach. *walks away*

Speed: *places hands in pockets*

Alexx: She has beautiful green eyes.

Speed: Is that pertinent to the case, or are you just making an observation?

Alexx: *looks at Speed*

Speed: Forget it.

Alexx: *looks down at body* Bruises on her arms, and face. Scratches on her neck. Epithelials underneath her fingernails. She fought hard.

Speed: Yeah well it's never enough, is it?

Alexx: *shakes head*

Speed: ...I need to make a phone call, excuse me. *walks away*

Alexx: *closes kit*

Airplane

Anni: *pokes Katie* Hey. You aren't supposed to have a phone in here.

Katie: *wakes up* What?

Anni: You're not supposed to have a phone in here. Why'd you bring it?

Katie: I thought it was off.

Anni: Well answer it before the flight attendants see.

Katie: *opens phone* ...Yeah?

Beach

Speed: Hey.

Katie: Hey why are you calling me? I'm on a plane. Okay granted, I should have turned off the phone but still.

Speed: Did I wake you?

Katie: Yeah, but it's okay. I'm awake. Why are you calling so late?

Speed: Um...I'm at a crime scene.

Katie: And you felt the need to tell me that?

Speed: ...Lori was killed.

Katie: ...

Speed: I'm sorry.

Katie: ...

Speed: Katie?

Katie: *starts to cry*

Speed: *angry sigh*

Katie: *crying*

Speed: ...Katie.

Katie: *sniffs* ...Not again. No.

Speed: ...

Katie: Did...Did she suffer?

Speed: No sweetheart, she didn't.

Katie: ...

Speed: *looks around*

Katie: Um...I have to go.

Click

Speed: *closes phone*

Carly: *walks over* You call Katie?

Speed: *sigh* I hate this job.

Carly: Someone has to do it.

Speed: Lucky us.

Carly: *smirks* Come on, le's finish up.

Speed: *nods* Yeah.

TBC..............
 
*cough* It's not an RP. :lol:

Yeah it's unfortunate if you ever want kids in this thing. *looks at Carly and Jess* :p

Night Rider

Miami Lab, 11pm

Trace Lab

Carly: *walks in* What are you still doing here?

Speed: *looking through microscope* Sorry ballistics is blown apart, you can analyse the weapons in the layout room.

Carly: I don't want to analyse anything. I'm going home and so are you.

Speed: You don't make that call.

Carly: What are you even doing?

Speed: Alexx sent up the substance on the knife.

Carly: *sigh* So what is it?

Speed: I don't know yet. The GCMS is still running the samples.

Carly: So what are you looking at?

Speed: Skin.

Carly: ...Skin. Who's skin?

Speed: The victim's.

Carly: Why are you looking at the victim's skin?

Speed: The knife left small particles of this substance inside the entrance wound.

Carly: What is it?

Speed: Groute.

Carly: ...You know that by looking at it?

Speed: I ran this first.

Carly: Well you don't waste any time.

Speed: It's black.

Carly: So?

Speed: So that means it was exposed to smoke.

Carly: Maybe it's just rotting.

Speed: I've seen this before, it's smoke damage.

Carly: Like from a chimney.

Speed: Or a forest fire.

Carly: *rolls eyes* There isn't groute in a forest fire.

Speed: No but that's how deep the damage is. Repeated contact.

Printer beeps, paper flies out

Speed: *walks over to printer*

Carly: *lifts brow*

Speed: *grabs paper* Grease.

Carly: ....Grease. Like John Travolta, grease, or Grounds Keeper Willie grease?

Speed: Industrial grease.

Carly: Like from a fast food restaurant.

Speed: Yeah.

Carly: Explains the smoke damage. So someone used the knife to repair the groute, probably chipping it off to apply the new stuff. The kitchen's greasy, so it gets on the knife. You think Logan works at a fast food place?

Speed: ...He goes to college right?

Carly: Yeah.

Speed: They have a cafeteria there?

Carly: Of course, all colleges do.

Speed: I'm thinking maybe he works there, or goes there a lot.

Carly: Well for the groute to get on the knife, he had to have been in the back where the stoves are.

Speed: Well that's great. *puts paper on table*

Carly: What? You just tied him to a location.

Speed: Yeah a location he's been to a hundred times. He just murdered someone he's not going to go galavanting around the kitchen for a midnight snack.

Carly: *sits down* Well we can't go back to the crime scene. The tide would have washed away any foot prints.

Speed: And any blood trail he would have left. There has to be some way to find him.

Carly: *rubs eyes* Well, right now we both need sleep. So come on, put everything away and come back tomorrow.

Speed: No.

Carly: *rolls eyes* Tim, it's too late to be working. Why do you think there's a night shift?

Speed: Because it's not too late to be working.

Carly: ...Okay I think you're missing the point. You need rest.

Speed: No, I need to work.

Carly: Why are you always so stubborn?

Speed: *stares at Carly*

Carly: *places hands on hips*

Speed: If you want to go home, go.

Carly: I won't be able to sleep knowing that you're working your fingers down to nothing over this.

Speed: Go be with your family. Josh and Cait probably miss you.

Carly: ...Josh was about to haul me away in handcuffs.

Speed: Don't worry, I called him and explained everything.

Carly: Thank you.

Speed: *nods*

Carly: You know, you're welcome to stay at our place anytime.

Speed: Don't.

Carly: What?

Speed: That. I don't need anyone to feel sorry for me. You should be feeling sorry for the young woman in the morgue.

Carly: She's your daughter.

Speed: *looks through microscope*

Carly: A few hours ago you were speaking with her, and now she's lying on a slab being cut open for a final report. She'll be a file number and another statistic.

Speed: What's your point.

Carly: You're sitting here like it's every other case.

Speed: It is like every other case.

Carly: It's not! You made her, you took care of her, and you loved her. She was your baby.

Speed: *grabs notebook*

Carly: *takes notebook away*

Speed: *looks at Carly*

Carly: Go see her.

Speed: *frowns* You want me to stare at a dead body.

Carly: It might help.

Speed: How?

Carly: Closure.

Speed: I saw enough of her at the crime scene.

Carly: It was dark.

Speed: *shakes head*

Carly: Come on. Five minutes is all I ask.

Speed: ...And then I can come back to work?

Carly: Of course.

Speed: Alright.

Autopsy

Carly: *pulls out drawer*

Speed: ...

Carly: *pulls sheet down*

Speed: *stares at body*

Carly: She looks peaceful.

Speed: *frowns*

Carly: ...What?

Speed: That...Was the same drawer she hid in when she was six.

Carly: ...Oh.

Speed: *stares blankly*

Carly: Well...That's...A coincidence.

Speed: I think I'm going to be sick.

Carly: Um...There's a sink at the back of the room.

Speed: I know where the sink is.

Carly: ...Fair enough.

Speed: *clears throat*

Carly: *backs up* Seriously if you're going to up-chuck, run for the sink.

Speed: No...I'm fine.

Carly: You sure? Because I'll get you a garbage pail. Better yet, I'll wear one of those beehive getups. You know, the ones with the little nets over the face?

Speed: *looks at Carly*

Carly: Sorry.

Speed: *looks down at body*

Carly: So...This is nice. *shuffles feet* Wow, someone waxed the floors. I'm impressed. Oh my God ew...*leans closer to the floor* Is that what I think it is? Because if that's blood I'll pass out.

Speed: *tilts head*

Carly: *stands straight* What?

Speed: *pulls sheet off*

Carly; *covers eyes* Whoa nellie naked dead girl.

Speed: *squints*

Carly; What on God's green Earth are you doing?

Speed: The bruise she had from the fall down the stairs.

Carly: *covering eyes* Yeah? What about it?

Speed: There's a shoe pattern on it.

Carly: *uncovers eyes* What?

Speed: Alexx must have missed it when she did the post.

Carly: How?

Speed: There was blood everywhere and it was a pre-existing wound.

Carly: So what do we do now?

Speed: Grab me a camera.

Carly: Oh great. We're going to take a picture of the dead naked girl. *walks over to counter* You are insane.

Speed: *pulls on latex gloves*

Carly: Are you seriously going to touch her? That's sick.

Speed: You can leave if you want. I know you always get grossed out at touching the top of a dead person's hip.

Carly: Alright I get your point. *hands over camera*

Speed: *snaps pictures*

Carly: So what kind of tread do you think it is?

Speed: Well skin's an elastic surface so right now it's hard to tell. I'd have to analyse it and compress the image back together.

Carly: Wow you seem very non-chalante about this.

Speed: It's my job.

Carly: Five minutes ago you were about to puke.

Speed: What can I say, I'm fine now. *snaps pictures*

Carly: *blinks* Wow blind me with the camera, good tactic for letting out your anger against the killer. I see spots.

Speed: Good. Hand me a swab.

Carly: ...Why?

Speed: Because I asked for one.

Carly: Actually you demanded.

Speed: Just get me the swab, will ya?

Carly: *hands over swab*

Speed: *opens Lori's mouth*

Carly: Does she have a shoe tread in there too?

Speed: *swabs mouth* I need her DNA.

Carly: For what?

Speed: She was kicked and it looks like she was punched.

Carly: So?

Speed: Fight bite.

Carly: ...Interesting. So if Logan has matching shoes, and a fight bite, we have him for murder. Even though we already know it's him.

Speed: Yeah.

Carly: Great. Not that anything really got done and I'm still looking at a dead person I was just talking to a few hours ago and my hands are shaking, b-

Speed: Are you okay?

Carly: Can we cover her please?

Speed: Sure. *covers Lori*

Carly: Good.

Speed: ...Are you shaking?

Carly: Um...Yes?

Speed: How long have you been a CSI?

Carly: As long as you have.

Speed: So what are you doing?

Carly: She's LORI!

Speed: ...I know that.

Carly: I should really re-think my plans before I just bust out with demands.

Speed: Do you want to go back to the Trace lab?

Carly: Yes.

Speed: Go ahead.

Carly: *runs*

Speed: *looks down at Lori* ....Well kiddo, I let you down again. Of course you would have expected that from me. *smirks* ...I'm proud of you. For everything....So, I'm going to leave before I turn into Alexx. *pushes table, closes door, leaves*

TBC...............
 
OH MY WORD.....I come back to these updates :( I was ACTUALLY crying....its so so so so sad :( poor Lori, poor Speed...my gosh, its so so so sad-but he hasn't even cried yet, I just don't know what else to say....its so sad-just waiting for the grief to kick in....GET LOGAN...BAD BAD BAD MAN, that bit at the end-so cute

please update soon Geni :D
 
Speed: Um...I'm at a crime scene.

Katie: And you felt the need to tell me that?

Speed: ...Lori was killed.
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NOOOOOOO!!!!!!! *sobs* The truth! The horrible horrible truth!!! :(

Horatio: This flight is 12 hours.

Katie: NO! LET ME OFF!

Colton: We're already 30 000 feet up.

Katie: Someone open an air hatch!
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Aw man, it's that one episode in CSI LV all over again! *screams*

Speed: *walks over to printer*

Carly: *lifts brow*

Speed: *grabs paper* Grease.

Carly: ....Grease. Like John Travola, grease, or Grounds Keeper Willie grease?
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:lol: :lol: Groundskeeper willie.... :lol: (AACCK! OOT!)

Carly: Oh great. We're going to take a picture of the dead naked girl. *walks over to counter* You are insane.
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Hey Speed, NOW would be a good time to tell her when you got flashed by that one chick in Season 1. You remember, the scratches on her chest? *snicker* (I'm kidding, this would be a REALLY bad time. :lol: )

Update soon Miss C!
 
Aw man Geni those updates are great, soooo many funny lines-mainly Delko related actually! And no, not Lori! :( Poor Speed, he reacted just how I imagined he would have reacted, get the job done, then grieve. And that bit at the end, the 'turning into Alexx' bit-aw so sweet! Update soon!

~xJemmax~
 
Yeah, I was going to comment on that....
Speed: *looks down at Lori* ....Well kiddo, I let you down again. Of course you would have expected that from me. *smirks* ...I'm proud of you. For everything....So, I'm going to leave before I turn into Alexx. *pushes table, closes door, leaves*
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with the relationship between Alexx and Speed-mother/son thing (one of my fav in Miami)....that was so cute...true biting moment-the award for most tear jerking fan fic writer goes to.....Geni

update soon-as ever
 
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