CSI:Miami Road Trip: Unlucky Number 13

Well at least one of them had fun modeling! and whats up with Tom? Planting drugs in Scott's ride so he would get into trouble with Lori! Hmm! Tom is about to turn into evil Tom. I'm not sure thats gonna help the situation any! I'm sure Scott will have plenty to say to him about the drugs he planted!

Great update Geni
 
What an eventful shoot:D. Never thought that things would be so awkward with Lori- she knows she's hot, and she knows Scott's hot,...what was the problem? Although at the end, everything seemed to work out. It was nice to see Scott so receptive to Lori...and happy.

And then the heroin...gah...no words....

Awesome update!
 
Thanks for the reviews! Hee. :)

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Miami, bar, 11pm

Tom: *drinks beer*

Lori: *walks over* Who the hell do you think you are?

Tom: *looks at Lori* Thomas R. Grey.

Lori: How dare you frame Scott because you had a little argument with him.

Tom: Excuse me?

Lori: The heroin, Tom.

Tom: *stares at Lori*

Lori: I found it in the car.

Tom: You found heroin in Scott's car.

Lori: Yeah. You were the one who put it there, remember? You stopped at a gas station on the way back from the dealership.

Tom: We didn't stop at a gas station. The dealership usually takes care of that.

Lori: Come on, I already have the truth.

Tom: Obviously not.

Lori: You're telling me Scott's lying.

Tom: Yes.

Lori: How convenient for you.

Tom: Lori, I have no reason to lie. I may have been angry with Scott but I don't want to ruin his life.

Lori: *stares at Tom*

Tom: Looks like you have some talking to do when you get home. *drinks beer*

Lori: Why would he lie?

Tom: He's a drug addict, Lori. They all lie.

Lori: *sits* Maybe he was trying to frame you. Y'know, so that I'd be mad at you and tell Anni.

Tom: Or he was saving it for later and you found it first so he covered his ass.

Lori: *sigh*

Tom: I keep tellin' you, he's not the same guy.

Lori: But we had so much fun today. *eats peanuts*

Tom: Yeah I heard about your big photoshoot. *smiles* Can't wait to see you on that car. Mm.

Lori: You don't even read fashion magazines.

Tom: I do now.

Lori: Hilarious.

Tom: *places beer on counter*

Lori: *looks around* Thought you were here with the guys.

Tom: Nah, I come here once a week to blow off steam, get into fights...

Lori: *smirks*

Tom: Damn, I used to be fun.

Lori: And now you're just an old married guy with a couple of kids and a 401K.

Tom: *looks down at counter*

Lori: ...Something bothering you?

Tom: I uh...I ran a DNA test the other day.

Lori: Uh oh, is this something I need to be tested for?

Tom: It was a paternity test.

Lori: *stares at Tom*

Tom: On Steph.

Lori: And?

Tom: *looks at Lori*

Lori: Wait, don't tell me. I don't want to know. *covers ears* LA LA LA LA LA L-

Tom: *grabs Lori's arms* She's not mine.

Lori: Thank God.

Tom: *lowers eyes*

Lori: Why are you not jumping for joy?

Tom: Are you?

Lori: Yes. My inner latina is doing a salsa.

Tom: *fiddles with beer bottle* Right. I figured that's how I was supposed to feel.

Lori: I don't understand.

Tom: It's not fair.

Lori: *lifts brow*

Tom: I've been there since she was born. I-I took care of her, I grew to love her like my own kids.

Lori: *stares at Tom*

Tom: She's the one who convinced me that I could be a good dad and not some washed-up bum. *lowers head* ...I'm glad that it was finally put to rest but a big part of me wishes the outcome was different.

Lori: *nods*

Tom: *drinks beer*

Lori: You want Dominick?

Tom: *looks at Lori*

Lori: I think I was impregnated by an alien who looked like Scott.

Tom: *smirks*

Lori: *wraps arm around Tom* Lighten up, it shouldn't change anything. Steph still adores you. And I'll tell you what...if I die before she turns 21, you can be her mother.

Tom: Gee, I'm honored.

Lori: *smiles*

Tom: *looks at watch* I need to get home.

Lori: I'll drive you.

Tom: Lori, I'm far from drunk.

Lori: *shrugs* Well I need to blow off some steam or I'll kill Scott when I get home.

Tom: *nods*

Inside truck, street, 11:53pm

Lori: Here we are. Casa de Grey.

Tom: Thanks.

Lori: ...You don't seem too eager to go inside.

Tom: Anni started this book club thing every Wednesday. Katie and Carly usually come over and I'm not to leave the bar until midnight.

Lori: Ooh. Maybe they're really starting a cult or something.

Tom: I'll be sure to check for voodoo dolls under the beds.

Lori: *turns key* You know, Scott and I were discussing soul mates tonight and he seems to think you and I are...compatible or something.

Tom: *looks at Lori*

Lori: What do you think about that?

Tom: I don't believe in soul mates.

Lori: Why?

Tom: Because they don't exist.

Lori: That's a pretty gloomy statement.

Tom: If there was one person out there for everyone, you wouldn't see as many broken homes and people wouldn't die alone.

Lori: Maybe they just hadn't found their soul mate by the time they died. There are more than 6 billion people on the planet, afterall.

Tom: Then what would be the point in having one?

Lori: Maybe the meaning of life is to find that special someone.

Tom: You think you've found that in Scott?

Lori: Could be. I mean, there were times I felt completely comfortable with him and unconditionally loved. Through my experience, that's a rare thing.

Tom: But you don't feel that now.

Lori: People change and relationships evolve.

Tom: Then he's not your soul mate.

Lori: I don't think you have to live a life of eternal ecstasy for your partner to be considered your soul mate. Maybe it's that you keep ending up with that person, no matter what happens, y'know? Like my parents.

Tom: Or us.

Lori: *stares at Tom* ...No, I don't think so.

Tom: Scott seems to think otherwise.

Lori: That's just because he's jealous that he doesn't have a friend he can share everything with. He used to have Bailey but then he found out she was just in love with him all these years.

Tom: And you firmly believe you're supposed to end up with Scott.

Lori: Yes.

Tom: Then shouldn't he feel the same way if you two are destined to be together?

Lori: He does feel the same way. Just...not all the time.

Tom: Right.

Lori: *fiddles with purse*

Tom: *leans against window, scratches head*

Lori: You had to have believed in this stuff at some point.

Tom: Maybe. Once.

Lori: Who with?

Tom: That's between me and my maker.

Lori: *smiles* Was it Amy?

Tom: Who?

Lori: The girl whose daughter you got killed.

Tom: *frowns*

Lori: Was it that Karen chick? Yeah, she was the one who found you overdosed in front of your kid.

Tom: *angry sigh*

Lori: I hope it wasn't that hooker I caught you with.

Tom: Which time?

Lori: On second thought, when I die, I'm leaving Steph with my parents.

Tom: I don't do that anymore, Lori.

Lori: Of course not. *pats Tom's head*

Tom: I keep forgetting that spending time with you gets irritating after about 30 minutes.

Lori: *smiles, ruffles Tom's hair* You know you love me.

Tom: Stop it. *pushes Lori's hands*

Lori: Come on, say it or I'll start tickling you. I know your weak spot.

Tom: I don't have a weak spot.

Lori: Alright, you've asked for it. *starts tickling Tom*

Tom: I'm going to hurt you in a second.

Lori: *smiles* I'm getting to your weak spot.

Tom: There's that urban legend ag-AH!

Lori: HA!

Tom: OKAY! I love you, enough already. Jesus. I tell you that all the time, it's not like you need to interrogate me.

Lori: I just like hearing it.

Tom: Clearly.

Lori: Say it again.

Tom: No.

Lori: *pokes Tom's ribs*

Tom: AH-I love you!

Lori: *smiles* Again.

Tom: I think you've heard it enough.

Lori: *pokes Tom's ribs*

Tom: *grabs Lori's hand*

Lori: You didn't say it. *makes a pouty face*

Tom: I need to go home.

Lori: No you don't.

Tom: I really do.

Lori: *hugs Tom's arm* Say you love me again.

Tom: No.

Lori: Please? I'll give you lots of kisses.

Tom: Are you sure you didn't stash the drugs in Scott's car?

Lori: Say it.

Tom: *rolls eyes* I love you.

Lori: YAY!

Tom: As a friend.

Lori: *lifts head*

Tom: I'll see you later, okay?

Lori: *nods*

Tom: *kisses Lori's cheek*

Lori: *sigh*

Tom: *opens door, leaves*

Lori: *lifts eyes*

TBC.......................................
 
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Okay...I'm going to do this as diplomatically as possible, because as I do like- NO LOVE this story , and have since it's inception, I DO NOT LIKE Lori and Tom's relationship. I don't know, call me old fashioned, or well, insane, but Tom almost treats her as reverently as a wife. I think that it's only because he's got a bit of restriant is why he won't engage himself with her. If that restraint was gone, he'd have no bones about jumping her bones. It just seems that Anni's just....there as some best friend or something. It just irks me, and has for a very long time. And I know, blah, blah, blah, Anni's jumped the sack with Scott...but that was WAAAAY after Tom and Lori's what...sixth million encounter? It's not the same thing...

I'm biased, and apparently, I'm a harpy for not being happy for these two having this sharing relationship...I feel bad that I'm this harpy...but it is what it is...


Awesome update though!

Ps, this isnt an affront to Geni or her work, because it's totally awesome...But I just feel strongly about these two and their connectivity... *sigh* I should look into getting some help- that or not write/read/ or review when feeling blah...
 
Well I like the Tom And Lori thing even though Anni doesn't and i think its all abom aut to come to a head and Tom & Lori are eventually going to end up in each others arms again, and it might end with a child! I would love to see how they handle that kinda mess! I just wonder is that would settle the coupling once and for all! I think Scott and Anni seem to fit together and you know that one could end in a child! either way one of them ending up having a child by the other would really be a new dynamic to this! Ha maybe both end up pregnant at the same time and have to figure out whos the father of each and ends up being the others child!

Would they finally goo to the person they belong to and quit playing all these crazy game? will Speed and Katie still be aloof to each other? Who knows! It RT! Lol!

great update Geni!
 
Thanks for the reviews! And the colorful theories. :lol: :p

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Gables Estates, house, master bathroom, 8am

Scott: *plugs in electric razor*

Lori: ACK! *runs in, jumps on Scott's back*

Scott: *lifts brow*

Lori: *grabbing at razor* NO! DON'T SHAVE IT OFF!

Scott: ...How would you like it if I told you not to shave your legs?

Lori: Hairy legs aren't in fashion this year. Hairy faces are.

Scott: For the record, I don't think hairy legs will ever be in fashion.

Lori: Gimme the razor.

Scott: No. It itches.

Lori: I don't care.

Scott: I do.

Lori: Give it! *grabs at razor*

Scott: *turns on razor*

Lori: SCOTT THOMAS FINCH! GIVE IT TO ME!

Scott: *leans up to mirror, lifts razor*

Lori: *grabs Scott's hair, yanks him back*

Scott: AH! *backs into shower*

Lori: *slams against wall* If you shave it off, I'm divorcing you.

Scott: You can't keep threatening me with that.

Lori: Yes I can.

Scott: Okay. Fine. I'll keep the beard. Just keep in mind your father als-

Lori: Shave it off.

Scott: *smiles*

Lori: Wait. Trim.

Scott: Aw come on. We just agreed on this.

Lori: Best of both worlds.

Scott: I disagree.

Lori: If you shave it completely off, I'm going to fly a plane into you.

Scott: Because that never stops being funny.

Lori: *wraps arms around Scott's neck* Okay, you asked for it. Death choke. *squeezes Scott's neck*

Scott: I'm not feeling deathly.

Lori: That's because it's one of those things that takes a while. Kind of like a roast turkey.

Scott: I'm a roast turkey? I must be tasty.

Lori: You're a little dry sometimes.

Scott: Hey.

Lori: *smiles* What kind of food am I?

Scott: Passion fruit.

Lori: Ooh.

Scott: Rough on the outside, gooey on the inside.

Lori: *slaps Scott's head*

Scott: Ow.

Lori: *slides down* Okay, let's trim that beard of yours.

Scott: I can do it.

Lori: I don't trust you to do anything properly. *picks up razor*

Scott: You used to trust me with your life.

Lori: *jumps onto sink* My mistake. *turns on razor*

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Miami Lab, 1pm

Katie: *staring at computer screen*

Tom: *walks over* Hey.

Katie: *sigh*

Tom: What's up? You seem down.

Katie: I'm fine.

Tom: You want to talk about it?

Katie: No.

Tom: *nods*

Katie: *looks down at keyboard, types* Got your gas station security footage. Bus blows into car, pump explodes, camera fizzles out.

Tom: Did you see what happened to the bus before it plowed through the gas station?

Katie: I can only give you what the camera sees.

Tom: How about what it saw afterward.

Katie: *looks at Tom*

Tom: When does the feed come back?

Katie: Approximately 6 minutes after the crash. *clicks mouse*

Tom: Look at the angle. The force of the impact jolted the camera up. Zoom in, please.

Katie: *types*

Tom: Right there. Minivan plows through bus first. We thought the impact on the side of the bus was from hitting the gas pumps but it was from another vehicle.

Katie: So it wasn't the bus-driver's fault.

Tom: Too early to tell just yet. We don't have tox back yet and we don't know who caused the initial accident. I need to find that minivan.

Katie: Looks like it suffered a lot of damage. Try checking the tow yards.

Tom: *laughs* You want to narrow that down a little? Between the police tow yards and private contracters, you're looking at over 200 locations.

Katie: I can help with that. *stands, walks over to large screen* Looks like a maroon Dodge Caravan, I'd say...between '98 and '01.

Tom: *steps over* Okay, I'll bite.

Katie: *types* Checking Miami-Dade tow yard.

Tom: *looks up at screen*

Images flutter up onto screen

Katie: Nothing yet.

Tom: Try red. We were seeing the van through orange flames and smoke.

Katie: Okay. *typing*

Tom: *staring at screen*

Screen beeps

Katie: Damn.

Tom: Alright, so the county didn't tow it. I guess we're going with local contractors.

Katie: What if the guy just parked it in his driveway?

Tom: We're going to overturn every other rock first.

Katie: *nods*

Tom: I'm going to go over the witness reports again and see if I can wade through some of the mess.

Katie: I'll be here.

Tom: *walks away*

Katie: *lowers eyes*

Break room

Katie: *staring down at magazine*

Tom: *walks over* Any progress?

Katie: *lifts eyes* I found 4 maroon Dodge Caravans, 2 black ones and no red.

Tom: Great, any of them with a bus-sized dent?

Katie: Nope. But then, there were no pictures and we'll need a warrant to actually see the vehicles.

Tom: Good enough for me, I'll call a judge after lunch. *walks over to fridge, opens door*

Katie: *looks back at magazine*

Tom: You on the rag or something?

Katie: *lifts head* What?

Tom: That's the reason you're down, right?

Katie: ...*starts to cry*

Tom: What did I say?

Katie: *crying*

Tom: I'm...gonna go. *turns around*

Katie: No. *sniffs* Stay.

Tom: *looks at Katie*

Katie: *pats couch* Sit.

Tom: *walks over, sits*

Katie: It's not you, it's me.

Tom: Are we breaking up?

Katie: *smirks, wipes eyes*

Tom: You want to come with me to the tow yard?

Katie: Sure.

Tom: Great. You can pick anything out to put on your front lawn. My dime.

Katie: *laughs*

Tow Yard, 2pm

Tom: Mr. Russel, we're with Miami-Dade CSI. We're investigating an auto accident that occurred yesterday morning on Flagler. I need to see all of your Dodge Caravans.

Russel: *looks at Katie, picks nose* You ain't no cop. Too pretty.

Tom: She's a technical analyst.

Russel: Sounds complicated for a blonde. *laughs*

Katie: *frowns*

Tom: Where are the vehicles, sir?

Russel: Hell if I know. I just log the VIN numbers, I don't stack 'em beside each other.

Katie: Where are your most recent intakes?

Russel: Could be anywhere. It's not a shoe store, missy.

Tom: It's Ms. White, sir.

Russel: *looks at Tom* Whatever.

Tom: Do you have a section with totalled vehicles?

Russel: In what way?

Katie: You know, like if you bash your head into a wall. Totalled.

Russel: *looks at Katie* Ain't she a little spitfire all of a sudden. *steps closer* You wanna meet Rus Jr.?

Tom: *steps forward* Go inside your trailer and stay there until we're finished.

Russel: *looks at Tom* You can't tell me what to do on my own property, boy. *pulls crowbar from side of trailer* That's against my constitutional rights.

Katie: *steps back*

Tom: You want to back up?

Russel: No. I don't.

Tom: *places hand on holster* Please back up, sir.

Russel: Maybe you'd like to meet my dog, Howdy. *whistles*

Pitbull rounds corner

Tom: *looks at dog, pulls out gun*

Katie: *walks backwards*

Dog charges Katie

Katie: *runs backwards*

Tom: *points gun at dog, pulls trigger*

BAM BAM BAM BAM

Russel: *swings crowbar into Tom's side*

Tom: UGH! *falls sideways*

Katie: *runs behind vehicle*

Russel: *kicks Tom*

Tom: *falls over*

Russel: *slams crowbar into Tom's head*

Tom: AH!

Russel: *grabs Tom's gun* You killed my dog! Son-of-a-bitch. *looks around*

Katie: *ducks*

Russel: There you are. *walks over*

Katie: *backs up* Get away from me.

Russel: What are ya gonna do? Hit me with that there folder?

Katie: No. But my heels might go where no man has gone before. Unless they have.

Russel: *frowns, lifts gun* Take off your clothes.

Katie: Shoot me.

Russel: *stares at Katie*

Katie: *stares at Russel*

Russel: *grabs Katie, slams her against rusted car*

Katie: *frowns, elbows Russel in the nose*

Russel: AH!

Katie: *jumps over car, grabs crowbar*

Russel: *lifts gun*

BAM BAM BAM

Katie: *ducks*

Tom: *twists Russel's wrist*

Russel: AH!

Tom: *slams Russel against rusted car, grabs gun* Move and I'll blow your brain through your eyeballs.

Russel: You can't. You're a cop.

Tom: *looks at Katie* You okay?

Katie: *nods, wipes hair from face*

Tom: There are some zip-ties in my truck.

Katie: I'll get them. *runs*

Tom: *looks at Russel* I want to know where the van is. Now.

Russel: What van?

Tom: The one I'm looking for and the one you drove yesterday morning into that bus.

Russel: I didn't drive no van.

Tom: You have a seatbelt burn on your chest, you stupid jackass.

Russel: You did it.

Katie: *runs over* Here.

Tom: *takes zip ties*

Russel: You killed my dog. I'm gonna sue.

Tom: Your dog attacked an officer.

Russel: She's no officer.

Tom: She's with me so it doesn't make a difference. *tightens zip-ties*

Russel: Ow! You're cutting off circulation!

Tom: *shoves Russel onto ground*

Katie: I used your radio and called for backup.

Tom: Good. *rubs ribs* Ow.

Katie: Are you okay?

Tom: Nothing a couple of beers won't fix. *winces* Good work.

Katie: *nods* First time I ever hit a guy back. *lowers eyes* Are you sure you're okay?

Tom: *leans against car* We need to find that minivan. Check his garage.

Katie: We don't have a warrant for the garage.

Tom: Well we're about to get one for the whole damn property anyway. Okay. Why don't you photograph his wounds.

Katie: Right.

Tom: The relevant ones.

Katie: *nods, runs*

Tom: Ugh. *holds side*

Russel: If she touches me, I'm gonna snap her heels from her pretty little shoes.

Tom: With what, your teeth? Shut up and lie there.

TBC.................................
 
well I guess Katie took care of that goon! I hope Tom's head is ok after getting it crow bared! i really think Speed need to show Katie some love here! She could have gotten hurt or killed if Tom hadn't saved her! And why is she crying! is she pregnant or something! WTF is wrong with her now!

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks for the review! :D

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CSI Garage

Tom: *smiles* Finally. Progress. *claps hands together* Ow.

Katie: You could have a broken rib.

Tom: Nah, just a bruise. *kneels* Front end crash.

Katie: *opens folder* The bus had side damage. The bus driver was t-boned.

Tom: Yep. *stands* Tox turned up nothing in his blood but our favourite tow yard operator had excess amounts of cocaine in his system.

Katie: So he was under the influence.

Tom: And plowed through the intersection.

Katie: What if the bus plowed through the intersection?

Tom: Red light camera caught the minivan.

Katie: Thanks for sharing.

Tom: I always save the good stuff for last.

Katie: *smiles*

Tom: *smiles* Nailed him.

Katie: You really love your job, don't you.

Tom: It's a beautiful thing, putting bad guys away. Want to go tell him the good news?

Katie: Uh, I'm not telling him anything.

Tom: Oh, so you're free. Great. Meet me in the break room. *walks away*

Katie: *blinks*

Break room

Katie: *walks in, stops*

Flowers are seen everywhere

Tom: *steps up behind Katie* Happy birthday.

Katie: *jumps, turns around* What?

Tom: I figured out why you were bummed. Today is the magnificent day of your birth.

Katie: ...Yeah it feels pretty freaking fantastic.

Tom: It's a new year. New opportunities.

Katie: Oh I know. I'll have to decide which casket I want.

Tom: Come on, you're not that old.

Katie: *sits on couch*

Tom: *pulls flower from ledge* It's supposed to be a happy day.

Katie: What did you do for your birthday?

Tom: Anni took me to a strip club.

Katie: How nice of her.

Tom: What did you used to do for your birthday?

Katie: Get smashed.

Tom: And that's not an option this year.

Katie: I promised myself I wouldn't.

Tom: There are other ways to have fun.

Katie: What's the point? It's just a day. Nobody even remembered.

Tom: I remembered.

Katie: You guessed. There's a difference between making an effort and luck. *looks around* And where the hell did you get all these flowers?

Tom: *gives envelope to Katie* Here. Use it wisely.

Katie: *takes envelope, opens it* ...Oh my God. *pulls out card* This is for the new spa that opened up downtown. Oprah goes there!

Tom: Take a full day and rejuvinate.

Katie: How did you afford this?

Tom: Never you mind.

Katie: *hugs Tom*

Tom: *winces*

Katie: Oh, sorry. *lets go*

Tom: No problem. *stands* I'm heading home, you should do the same.

Katie: What about all the flowers?

Tom: Take a few and leave the rest for Eric.

Katie: *laughs*

Biscayne Park, house, bedroom, 11pm

Tom: *pulls off shirt*

Anni: Ouch. I heard about the crowbar thing.

Tom: Just a bruise.

Anni: Did you get it checked out?

Tom: Why? I'm a big boy. Besides, it was already bruised yesterday from Lori.

Anni: *lifts brow* Why was Lori kicking your ass?

Tom: She wasn't, she was just acting like a 16-year old. Kids these days.

Anni: *wraps arms around Tom's neck, kisses him*

Tom: *wraps arms around Anni's waist*

Anni: *lies head on Tom's chest* ...You think we made a mistake getting married?

Tom: *looks at Anni* No.

Anni: *lifts head* Then why is it so hard for us to be happy together?

Tom: I don't know.

Anni: *sits on bed* Alcoholic men, medical problems and other women usually helped screw up most of my relationships. What about you?

Tom: *sits* Well...drugs played a big part for me. I didn't care about anybody but myself and even then, I didn't exactly take care of myself very well. Oh and getting someone's child killed sort of ruins the loving vibe.

Anni: As far as I can tell, none of us are dabbling with substance abuse, we're not sick and our kids are just fine. So what the hell is our problem?

Tom: You did have a relationship with Scott.

Anni: And you have an inappropriate relationship with Lori.

Tom: No no, Lori has an inappropriate relationship with me. I try not to encourage her.

Anni: Then why do you hang around her?

Tom: *lifts brow* She's my friend.

Anni: And former lover.

Tom: So? You still speak to Speed.

Anni: I'm not in love with Speed.

Tom: I'm not in love with Lori.

Anni: But you do love her.

Tom: Of course but not in a 'I want to jump you' kind of way. She's more like an annoying little sister. Besides, you still have a thing for Scotty.

Anni: Maybe I do.

Tom: Why did you get with him, anyway?

Anni: *lowers head* We have a lot in common. I mean, at first we had boundaries and we were just friends. I didn't even think of him as anything else but he started really opening up to me and we sort of...understood each other. You know how that goes...one thing leads to another.

Tom: *nods*

Anni: We were selfish to have it continue for so long. But I felt like someone was finally giving me their undivided attention and I liked it.

Tom: You don't think I pay enough attention to you.

Anni: No. I always feel like your heart's somewhere else and whether that's true or not makes no difference because it's just become an expectation of mine now.

Tom: Because of Speed.

Anni: Yeah. I thought things would be different with you. *looks at Tom* Am I completely off base?

Tom: I haven't been a perfect husband, that's for sure.

Anni: Okay, while we're being super honest...just tell me how many times you've cheated on me since we met.

Tom: Define cheat.

Anni: Sleeping with someone.

Tom: Once.

Anni: *looks at Tom* What?

Tom: *stares at Anni*

Anni: Seriously?

Tom: Yeah. You?

Anni: ...47.

Tom: *stares blankly*

Anni: *looks around, taps knee*

Tom: Seems like we have to catch up.

Anni: *looks at Tom*

Tom: *winks*

Anni: *smirks* As fun as that would be, it won't solve anything.

Tom: I think we're over-thinking this.

Anni: Tom...

Tom: *leans over, kisses Anni's cheek*

Anni: *smiles* This isn't helping.

Tom: *pushes Anni onto bed*

TBC....................................
 
I just realized that I hadn't reviewed earlier, and for that I apologize. A crowbar to the body tends to change the pace of things, but lucky for Katie, Tom's a tough cat. Russell is dispicable, so glad that Tom dispatched him quickly.

Now...about Katie. She's so lucky that Tom's being a good guy. Speed didn't even remember her birthday, at least Tom gave an effort. Flowers, spa...psha..I need to be in Katie's shoes.

I like that Anni and Tom FINALLY get to talk. There's a lot of things that they need to work on and opening up is one of them. As great as Tom's idea is, Anni's right, it doesn't solve anything. However, the attempts are nice:D


Awesome update (s) and I hope this is the start of a new HAPPY path for everyone1
 
Ah Tom was such a great friend to Katie! i think Speed knows its her B-day! He may have a big surprise waiting for her when she get home! Maybe hes there in nothing but plastic bubble wrap and she'll have to pop all the bubbles to get to her present! lol! I do however think Speed is gonna be a little jealous when he finds out about Tom's gifts. i not sure hes gonna like him giving Kate attention!

Note to Speed: I think if you want to keep Katie you had better start making an effort to pay more attention to her in the future and act as if you actually love her, instead of acting like shes just your door mat to wipe you dirty feet on! Enough said!

Note to Tom: same thing for you there Buck'o! Attention it the word for the day here!

Great update Geni!
 
Oh, man. I've missed so much...

It's nice to see that Dom is still Dom... haha. I hope one of these days he'll calm down. Also, nice to know that Steph is actually Scott's... Steph's like Scott pre-drugs. :)

When did Tom get so sweet? :lol: Nice guy to Lori, Scott, Katie... Especially Katie.

Speaking of, way to go Katie for kicking that guy's butt! You go, girl! :D

I loved Tom's comment about leaving the flowers for Eric. Where's he been? :lol:

Fantastic updates! :D
 
Thanks for the reviews! Hee! :)

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Condo, 9am, 2 months later

Katie: *flips magazine page* Ooh, Scott's pretty here. Look at that watch. Is that his?

Lori: Yeah.

Speed: *walks downstairs* What's going on?

Katie: Lori's magazine came out.

Speed: What magazine? *walks over, takes magazine*

Katie: The fashion one.

Speed: *looks down at magazine* That's not Lori.

Katie: Yes it is.

Speed: *holds magazine up to Lori's face* ...Huh.

Lori: Hilarious.

Speed: When did you become a model?

Lori: I'm not. Riley invited me to do a shoot.

Speed: *flips page*

Katie: *smiling* Isn't she hot?

Speed: ...Are you sure we made her?

Lori: *slaps Speed's arm*

Speed: *smirks*

Lori: *grabs magazine* It was just a one-time thing.

Scott: *walks in* Hey guys.

Speed: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *hands coffee to Lori, kisses her cheek*

Lori: Have you seen the magazine?

Scott: Nope.

Lori: You look good.

Scott: Not half as beautiful as you, I'm sure.

Lori: Ready to go?

Scott: Sure.

Lori: *stands*

Katie: Where are you going?

Lori: Car shopping for me.

Speed: You already have a vehicle.

Lori: I want a toy. *looks at Scott* Maybe a motorcycle.

Scott: *smirks*

Katie: Ah, the good life. Must be nice.

Lori: It's my birthday soon.

Speed: Your birthday's in February. That's 8 months away.

Lori: Okay, late birthday present.

Katie: At least Scott remembered. *looks at Speed*

Speed: *stares at Katie*

Lori: Okay, shopping time! *runs out door*

Scott: *walks away*

Speed: What would she do if he was poor?

Katie: *drinks coffee*

Dealership

Lori: Ooh yellow.

Scott: *looks around*

Lori: *kneels by bike* Nice.

Scott: Maybe you want to check out the cars.

Lori: I don't think so.

Scott: Lori, you're not even certified to ride one of these.

Lori: I can get certified again.

Scott: ...You were before?

Lori: *stands* Yeah. When I was with Gavin. *walks around bike*

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Lori: Back when I was clean for about 6 months.

Scott: That's quite a while. You must have been feeling great.

Lori: Yeah, I was working for a newspaper downtown. My gopher skills are unbeatable.

Scott: I didn't realize you were interested in journalism.

Lori: *swings leg over bike, sits* I have many interests. You should get some.

Scott: *crosses arms* Oh I had big plans before my father squashed it all. Data analysis was a compromise.

Lori: Really. *fiddles with gears*

Scott: He wanted me to be a lawyer, senator or judge. I wanted to work on Wall Street.

Lori: *smiles* Senator Finch. That has a nice ring to it.

Scott: *smirks*

Lori: You'd have made a great politician. You can't give a straight answer to save your life.

Scott: That's what I have quick feet for.

Lori: *jumps off bike* Oooh Maserati. *walks away*

Scott: *follows*

Lori: *opens car door* Leather. YES! *sits in car*

Scott: *looks at price tag*

Lori: I want this.

Scott: I'm sure you do.

Lori: How much?

Scott: About as much as what Tom's house costs.

Lori: What? *jumps out of car*

Scott: *points to price*

Lori: *smiles* Awesome.

Scott: *wraps arm around Lori's waist*

Lori: I still want a bike.

Scott: Why don't we start out...small.

Lori: Bikes are small.

Scott: *smiles*

Highway

Lori: *slams on gas*

Scott: You should slow down or we'll get pulled over.

Lori: *spins wheel* Nah we'll be fine.

Sunroof slides back

Lori: *smiles* Neat.

Scott: Careful, Lori. There's a road for a reason.

Lori: *pulls over*

Scott: *looks around*

Lori: *jumps into backseat*

Scott: What are you doing?

Lori: Waiting for you.

Scott: *looks back* To do what?

Lori: *unbuttons shirt*

Scott: *blinks* We're in public.

Lori: We're in the middle of nowhere.

Scott: ...This is how you break-in cars.

Lori: *smiles*

Scott: I'm going to drive us back to Miami.

Lori: *grabs Scott, yanks him back*

Scott: AH!

Miami lab, ballistics

Tom: *lifts gun*

BAM BAM

Tom: *staring ahead, lowers gun*

Katie: *walks over* Nice shot.

Tom: *looks back, takes out earplugs* Thought you weren't working today.

Katie: I need an opinion and thought you could help me out.

Tom: Sure.

Katie: Tim's taking me to a fancy dinner and I figure that means 'dress as slutty as possible afterward' so you want to help me pick out my outfit? I'm stuck between two.

Tom: ...I'm sure Anni's around here somewhere.

Katie: She's not. This is kind of a big deal.

Tom: Try Lori.

Katie: Her phone's off.

Tom: And there's no one else on the planet you can do this with.

Katie: ...Is it a problem?

Tom: Yes.

Katie: Why?

Tom: As much as I'd love to help you, I think it would be inappropriate.

Katie: How so?

Tom: You should ask someone else.

Katie: But I'm already wearing one of the outfits. *unzips jacket*

Tom: *grabs Katie's jacket, zips it up* I'm sure you'll look great with whatever you choose.

Katie: *steps closer*

Tom: Stop. This is a place of business.

Katie: There's no one here.

Tom: I'm here and I have a problem with the way you're behaving.

Katie: *places hand on Tom's cheek* Ooh. Prickly.

Tom: *takes Katie's hand* I need to get back to work. I hope your dinner goes well.

Katie: *narrows eyes*

Tom: *stares at Katie*

Katie: I thought this would be easier.

Tom: Excuse me?

Katie: *steps back* He won't budge!

Anni: *walks in*

Tom: *looks at Anni*

Anni: *smiles* Bravo.

Tom: You want to explain to me what the hell's going on?

Katie: *smiling* He's learning.

Anni: And quicker than I expected.

Tom: You're trying to see if I'll cheat on you again? That's a little immature.

Anni: But fun. *looks at Katie* 50 bucks.

Katie: Damn. *pulls money from pocket*

Tom: Oh so you're taking bets too. That makes me feel a whole lot better.

Anni: Stop pouting and make Katie admit defeat.

Katie: Hey. I'm still the best.

Anni: Really? Because Tom'll do anything.

Tom: *crosses arms*

Katie: Maybe he's having an off day.

Anni: Or you're really that repulsive. *smiles*

Katie: *slaps Anni*

Anni: Hey. *slaps Katie*

Katie: Don't call me repulsive.

Anni: Work on your seducing skills.

Katie: I bet you wouldn't be saying the same thing if he'd fallen for it.

Anni: Maybe I should send Lori next time.

Katie: Lori's not sexier than I.

Anni: She knows how to spin men. You just know how to make them uncomfortable.

Katie: Hey I can spin. I'll spin anything. *looks at Tom* Prepare to be spun. What does Lori usually say to you to get you going?

Anni: See? You don't know what to do. You always have to steal everyone's technique, just like you stole my stripper pole in the Hummerhome.

Katie: We were twinsies! It makes us more money!

Anni: I want my own money.

Katie: *looks at Tom* Does Lori whisper sweet nothings in your ear? Because I can do that too.

Tom: She does it in Spanish.

Katie/Anni: *stare at Tom*

Tom: Is this little game finished now? Because I have a lot of work to get done.

Anni: Wait, I can speak Spanish. El pollo loco.

Katie: That's not Spanish, it's flame-grilled chicken.

Anni: It's more than you know.

Katie: I know plenty Spanish words. Sesame Street is a National Treasure.

Anni: And geared toward 3-year olds.

Katie: We all have a little 3-year old in us.

Anni: You must have more of those days than most.

Katie: *looks at Tom* Quick, what's the sexiest Spanish word?

Tom: Vamoose.

Katie: ...That doesn't sound Spanish at all.

Anni: Yo mama so old, I told her to act her age so she died.

Katie: Did you seriously just resort to 'yo mama'? *smiles* You DID read the book I sent you for Christmas! *hugs Anni*

Anni: *hugs Katie*

Katie: Let's never fight again.

Anni: Agreed.

Katie: Want to watch a little Sesame Street?

Anni: You know it.

Anni/Katie leave

Tom: *stares blankly*

TBC...................................
 
LMFAORF! OMG that was so incredibly crazy! I can't believe Anni put her up to that! and them leaving to watch Sesame Street like a couple of kids! lol! thats to funny! Anni should have known that Katie was not Tom's type! I guess she knows better now! lol!

Lol! at Speed for wanting to know if they actually made Lori!

Great update Geni!
 
Lori gets a toy...Somehow, I should be upset, but oddly, I'm not. Lori deserves any happiness that she can get * with her own man, mind you*. A nice sports car is just the right thing. I love how good she and Scott are now, it's throwing me back to the past when they first met...they were so adorable... aww....I felt a slight heart beat at the thought of them...

:guffaw: at Katie and Anni's scheme. This just goes to prove that Tom's got it all, he's trustworthy, honorable, and well...able to take a joke. Katie and Anni, if they can cease fire, their relationship can be on the mend...and you know what that means right? Insanity for everyone! Good times... Good times.

AWESOME update!
 
Thanks for the reviews. :D *squishes*

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One World Financial Center, 11am next day

Scott: *steps off elevator*

Paul: *walks over* First one here, Finch.

Scott: *looks around* ...Where is everyone?

Paul: Sexual harrassment seminar. *grabs styrofoam cup, flicks on water cooler* How was your vacation?

Scott: Sunny.

Paul: That tan makes you look healthy.

Scott: I am healthy, sir.

Paul: Good. Good to hear. Why don't you meet me downstairs in the Winter Garden. The Grill Room. There's someone I'd like for you to meet. *walks away*

Scott: *nods*

The Grill Room

Scott: *steps through doors*

Paul: *smiles* Scott, this is Bailey Moore.

Scott: *looks at Bailey*

Paul: The new love of my life.

Bailey: *smiles*

Scott: *staring blankly*

Bailey: Nice to meet you, Scott.

Scott: ...Likewise.

20 minutes later

Paul: And then I almost fell right onto the subway tracks. *laughs*

Bailey: *smiling* He's such a clutz.

Scott: *staring at Bailey*

Bailey: Are you okay? You haven't touched your salad.

Scott: I'm just...so surprised to learn that Paul has found such a...wonderful young woman.

Bailey: *smiles* You're right, Paul. He is sweet.

Paul: Have I told you how Scotty and I met?

Bailey: I'm afraid you haven't.

Scott: Oh that long, uneventful story.

Paul: Well his father and I knew each other from college and he asked if I'd give Scotty here a chance at my firm as an intern. *laughs* Well, first second on the job, he's already asking for an office.

Bailey: *smiles*

Paul: Now, I tell him that we work our way up in the ranks but he started this long schpiel about how he would call his father and have him wring my neck or some nonsense. So I sent him downstairs to human resources for a while.

Bailey: *gasp* How cruel.

Paul: He was not a happy camper.

Scott: *smiles* Yeah, that about ruined my whole day.

Paul: And look at him now. Handsome, healthy man with a work ethic and a beautiful family at home. It did you some good.

Scott: *looks at Bailey, smiling* Because like most spry go-getters my age, I was planning on sleeping through the hangover and calling in sick but thank God I came to work early to impress good old dad and meet this fine gentleman.

Paul: You're a good man, Scott. I'm proud to have you part of the LSF team.

Scott: *lifts glass* I'll drink to that.

Paul: *lifts glass, drinks*

Scott: No wine for you, Ms. Moore?

Bailey: *stares at Scott* No. Recovering alcoholic.

Scott: *lifts brows* Oh. Good for you. I hear that's a toughie.

Bailey: Almost as tough as kicking prescription drugs. I mean, it's just as readily available if you have the cash, right?

Scott: *staring at Bailey, sips wine*

Bailey: Does it ever get lonely being away from home for so long?

Scott: Sometimes.

Bailey: *smiles* There are ways to cure that though, right?

Scott: I don't know what you mean.

Bailey: *laughs* Well, maybe I shouldn't be so dirty at the table. *winks*

Paul: Bailey means well. Her sense of humor is sometimes a matter of taste.

Scott: Right. Because some have none at all. *smiles*

Bailey: *frowns*

Paul: I can imagine flying back and forth from Miami can sometimes take a toll. I bet your family loves when you come home.

Scott: They're definitely wonderful to come home to. Otherwise, I'd be a desperate...*looks at Bailey* desperate man willing to do anything for company. Which I'm not and I don't.

Bailey: So overall, happy marriage. No hookers or mistresses.

Scott: Just good friends.

Paul: Yes, that nice woman...Anni, is her name? She visits you quite a bit here. *smiles* Good friends are often hard to find in this day and age.

Scott: Absolutely.

Bailey: Do you pay her?

Scott: *looks at Bailey* Excuse me?

Bailey: For the flights. Not everyone is as successful as you and Paul.

Scott: She has her own means.

Bailey: And you just...hang out after work.

Scott: That's right.

Bailey: She must be a lot of fun to talk to if she's here so much just for a conversation. Is your wife as good at talking?

Scott: *smiles*

Bailey: Secretive. I like that. Very Bruce Wayne of you.

Paul: If you'll excuse me, I need to use the men's room. *stands*

Scott: *nods*

Paul: *walks away*

Scott: *leans forward* What are you, a groupie?

Bailey: I don't know what you mean.

Scott: You don't care about that man at all, Bailey.

Bailey: I've changed since we last spoke. I'm Episcopalian now.

Scott: *squints* You were Episcopalian before.

Bailey: Yeah but I actually believe in it now. *smiles, taps temple*

Scott: *shakes head*

Bailey: Paul cares about me.

Scott: How much money has he given you?

Bailey: Only 10 grand.

Scott: Christ, Bailey.

Bailey: I can't help that I have some outstanding medical bills. He offered to pay them off.

Scott: In exchange for what?

Bailey: The honor of my presence. Nice tan, by the way.

Scott: You really think I'm buying that B.S.?

Bailey: *lifts glass, leans back in chair* I didn't realize you wore contacts. *smiles* Your mistress must be hot. You hate sticking things in your eyes.

Scott: I don't have a mistress.

Bailey: Why, did Lori kill her? Or did she castrate you.

Scott: *stares at Bailey*

Paul: *walks over* I hope you two have been getting along nicely. *smiles, sits*

Scott: *leans back in chair* She's a lovely woman.

Bailey: And Scott's a mildly interesting man.

Scott: *narrows eyes*

Bailey: *looks at watch* Well I need to be getting back to the store. *leans over, kisses Paul* I'll see you later tonight. *stands*

Paul: *stands*

Bailey: *walks away*

Paul: *looks at Scott* Just the right one for me, right?

Scott: *sigh*

TBC................................
 
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