CSI:Miami Road Trip: Unlucky Number 13

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Gables Estates, house, master bedroom

Lori: *steps into bathroom* You going to work?

Scott: Bob gave me the week off.

Lori: *lifts brows* Really.

Scott: Yeah. He said that until Stephanie recovers, I should be with family.

Lori: That's very nice of him.

Scott: *buttons cuffs* Yeah, real great.

Lori: You're not happy about it?

Scott: I don't know, I guess I don't understand it. I don't need time off.

Lori: He's just making sure you're okay.

Scott: I'm a grown man. I don't need him looking after me.

Lori: *nods slowly* I see what this is. You're annoyed that he's now your boss.

Scott: *scoffs* That's not it at all.

Lori: I think it is. You like to be in control and you rely on your reputation. Bob being your boss reminds you that you're no longer in charge and you're beneath someone who used to work for YOU.

Scott: *sigh*

Lori: You need to learn to relinquish control. *places hands on Scott's shoulders* Relax a little more. You don't have to be the CEO.

Scott: *nods*

Lori: *wraps arms around Scott's waist* Well...there are some places you can still be the CEO.

Scott: *smirks*

Lori: Let's go see Steph.

Scott: Good idea.

Hospital room

Tom: *holds Steph's hand*

Steph: *opens eyes*

Tom: *smiles* Hey.

Steph: Hi.

Tom: How are you feeling?

Steph: Sick.

Tom: *nods* That'll go away.

Steph: Where's Momma?

Tom: She's on her way. She just had to stop off at home real quick.

Steph: Did the bad lady go away?

Tom: Yes. She won't be back.

Steph: I don't like her.

Tom: Me neither.

Lori: *steps in*

Steph: *looks at Lori, smiles* Momma! *reaches out arms*

Lori: *walks in* Hi! *leans over, hugs Steph*

Steph: *hugs Lori*

Lori: You doin' okay?

Steph: *nods*

Lori: That's good. Can't wait to come home?

Steph: Yup. I'm gonna sleep in ma own bed.

Lori: *smiles*

Steph: Where's Daddy?

Lori: Parking the car. *sits* You're looking good. *lowers eyes* Where'd you get the teddy?

Steph: *hugs teddy* Tommy got it for me.

Lori: *looks at Tom*

Tom: *lowers head*

Lori: That was very nice of him.

Scott: *walks in*

Steph: DADDY!

Scott: *smiles*

Tom: I'll give you guys some room. *stands, walks away*

Lori: Hey, I'll come with. Maybe Scott wants some time alone with her.

Scott: Thanks.

Lori: *walks away*

Hallway

Tom: *grabs cup from coffee machine*

Lori: *walks over* It was sweet of you to stop by.

Tom: I'm just glad Steph doesn't hate me.

Lori: Why would she hate you?

Tom: I kidnapped her from her bedroom, Lori.

Lori: You also saved her life.

Tom: None of that should have happened to her.

Lori: *places hand on Tom's arm*

Tom: *pulls arm away* It's unacceptable. *walks away*

Lori: *sigh*

TBC.......................
 
Oh aww... Poor Tom, he's blaming himself for something he had no control over. There was nothing he could do to stop that lunatic Amy, but I can still understand the need to flog himself over it. I just hope he doesn't do something...FOOLISH like decide to ahem drown or cover himself in something that's not productive. Maybe if he seeks and gets attention from his wife, it will circumvent his need to do something STUPID...

Awesome update :D
 
Awww... *hugs Tom*

*kicks Amy* WTF, chica? Not cool.

I hope Scott and Lori work things out, and I kinda also hope that Speed and Katie work things out too.

Anni oogling Scott was kinda funny, but I hope she can work things out with Tom. I like them together.

I hope Scott can find a way to connect with Cara... I like her. I'm sorry Matt had to go, though... I liked him.

I wanna kick Fredrick, too, while I'm at it... :lol:

Awesome updates! :D
 
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Gables Estates, house, bedroom, 6:30am, 2 weeks later

Lori: *spinning on pole*

Scott: *opens eyes, rolls over* I thought you were getting rid of that.

Lori: *climbs up pole* No way. You exercise your way, I do this my way. *slides down pole*

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *spins*

Scott: Should I tip you or...

Lori: *smiles* Hilarious. *jumps off pole* You know, it's so much easier to work it when I'm not strung out.

Scott: I'm happy for you.

Lori: *towel*

Scott: I wish I could have known you then.

Lori: No you don't.

Scott: *stands, walks over* I just can't imagine you...doing all of that.

Lori: *wraps arms around Scott's neck* Let's move on, shall we?

Scott: Okay.

Lori: *smiles* You want pancakes? I can cook pancakes. OH! French toast.

Scott: You can't cook french toast.

Lori: I can cook regular toast.

Scott: *smiles*

Lori: ...Mostly.

Scott: *kisses Lori's cheek* You don't have to cook me anything.

Lori: OOH! *steps back, claps* How about a massage. I used to work in this little parlor on Flager th-...

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: Okay you don't want THAT kind of massage.

Scott: Why are you doing this?

Lori: What?

Scott: Acting all...helpful. Yesterday, you mowed the lawn and cleaned the gutters.

Lori: Yeah, it had to be done.

Scott: You hate yard work.

Lori: I love you more.

Scott: *lifts brow* You're doing all of this for me? Why?

Lori: You're my husband.

Scott: And?

Lori: I don't want you to leave.

Scott: Lori, I'm not going anywhere.

Lori: You were searching Florida divorce laws. I saw it on your laptop.

Scott: ...You hacked into my private laptop.

Lori: ...Hacked is such a...negative term.

Scott: *frowns*

Lori: I put a really hot picture of myself as your background.

Scott: Lori, that's my work laptop.

Lori: And you'll be thoroughly entertained while at the office.

Scott: *sigh* This is why we have a problem. You have no boundaries.

Lori: I have plenty of boundaries. I won't do threesomes. *narrows eyes* Unless the other person is a guy.

Scott: *rubs eyes* Okay, let's get back on track here. I have asked you repeatedly not to use my laptop, it's very expensive and the last time you touched it, you dropped hot coffee all over it.

Lori: Would it have made a difference if it was cold coffee?

Scott: Please don't touch it again.

Lori: Fine. But you have to promise not to touch my...my...*looks around* ...Stephanie.

Scott: Excuse me?

Lori: *looks at Scott* Yep. I don't want you dropping hot coffee on her.

Scott: That makes no sense.

Lori: That's fine. A lot of things you do make no sense to me. Like, the...the way you smell after a workout. Very citrus-ee. AND that little wrinkle at the corner of your eye that only shows up when you laugh like a mad man. Oh and the fact that you cry whenever we watch Titanic,-

Scott: I get the idea.

Lori: Aw, you're so cute. *wraps arms around Scott*

Scott: Oof.

Lori: *smiles* I could just eat you up.

Scott: *places hand on Lori's back*

Lori: No no no. You have to hug me like it's the last time you'll ever see me.

Scott: Why?

Lori: *lifts head* It's more meaningful that way. I figure, if we treat each other like it's the other's last day on Earth, we won't take each other for granted.

Scott: Interesting logic.

Lori: *hugs tighter*

Scott: *sigh*

Lori: Don't make me jump on you, Finch.

Scott: *wraps arms around Lori*

Lori: *lies head on Scott's chest*

Scott: I'd rather we interact like we're going to be together forever.

Lori: Nothing is forever.

Scott: You're starting to bum me out.

Lori: *smiles* We can change that. *pushes Scott onto bed*

Scott: No, we can't. I have to get to work.

Lori: *kisses Scott*

Scott: *pushes Lori, sits up* I'm serious.

Lori: *climbs into Scott's lap* You could call in sick.

Scott: I'm not sick.

Lori: Then say I'm sick and you have to stay and take care of the kids.

Scott: You look fine to me.

Lori: Oh believe me, I'm sick. I'm going insane. *grabs Scott by the hair* As it stands, I'm getting more action from my cellphone's ringer.

Scott: Maybe you should keep your phone somewhere else.

Lori: *sigh*

Scott: *stands* I'll be back around 3. Want me to get the kids up?

Lori: *runs hands through hair* No, it's okay. I'll get them up.

Scott: Great. *leans over, kisses Lori's cheek* See you this evening. *walks away*

Lori: *lies back on bed*

TBC.....................
 
Ah...I say that there is a HUGE problem between Lori and Scott. It's like they're talking two different languages- which naturally speaks to the fact that they aren't really communicating with each other. For Lori, I would suggest to lay off the extreme: he's going to respond better when not pressured. For Scott, I'd suggest that he start recognizing that Lori's speaking directly to him and pay attention to her. I give it to Lori, she's trying...but perhaps a bit too hard. They need balance!

LOL

Awesome update:D
 
Sorry I haven't been getting updated! Stupid E-mail is not getting to me all the tome for some weird reason! Well I see things have been some what crazy since i've been away! love it when the Donnahinkle makes an appearance in the lab trying to convince everyone that they are all different people and trying to carry on her stupidity! the laughing gas was pretty funny though!

Poor Speed, maybe he just needs to get a new woman to make Katie jealous with! maybe then she will realize that she screw up by making him leave! Who knows! with her i still think that frontal lobe lobotomy may still be the answer! Hmm! Maybe she has that same thing that Lori had that was making her all goofy! maybe she should have that checked! that may straighten her out!


Poor Tom got caught up in all that business with Amy and was arrested for taking Steph! I'm glad they got him off the hook, but hes still hurting over it! he needs someone to talk to about it! i just hope he does do any stupid stuff!

I see not a lot has changed with Scott and Lori! Scott is avoiding having sex with Lori like the plague! I think hes either still strung out on Anni or hes afraid Lori's gonna trick him into something like another kid! The way it looks Anni's still stuck on him also!

Oh the trials and tribulations of RT! Lol!

Great update Geni!
 
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Biscayne Park, house, 11am

Anni: *picks up shirts*

Lori: I don't get it. He won't touch me. What am I doing wrong?

Anni: *throws shirts into basket*

Lori: I've cleaned the gutters, washed the dishes, mowed the lawn, played with the kids...I've even pressed his shirts and he just...kisses me on the cheek and moves on.

Anni: Maybe you need a vacation. He's probably just stressed with work.

Lori: He loves work. In fact, he really loves working in a cubicle. It's ridiculous.

Anni: *folds shirt* Could be a phase.

Lori: ...Okay I don't think you understand. *grabs Anni by the collar* It's been 6 months.

Anni: *stares at Lori*

Lori: The one time I got him worked up, he fell ASLEEP when I got home. You have to help me.

Anni: I don't know what you want me to do.

Lori: Give me pointers. He responds to you.

Anni: Maybe you should see a therapist or talk to him directly about it.

Lori: Ooh a therapist. I like that.

Anni: I prefer you talk to him first.

Lori: What if he won't talk to me?

Anni: He's not an unreasonable person.

Lori: It's not fair. I'm hot. He could have me whenever he wants me.

Anni: *smirks*

Lori: What?

Anni: Honey, you need to be a little more patient. Not everyone has to cater to your needs.

Lori: You'd be just as frustrated as me if Tom, well, wasn't Tom.

Anni: *smiles* A shame that'll never happen.

Lori: *frowns* I married the wrong guy.

Anni: He's good for you. You could use some restraint. *stands, walks away*

Lori: *blinks*

APL Financial, 40th floor, 12:30pm

Scott: *typing*

Frederick: *leans over cubicle* Hot chick.

Scott: *stops typing* ...Hello Frederick.

Frederick: Is that your wife?

Scott: It is.

Frederick: She's a pistol, huh? *winks*

Scott: Don't you have work to do?

Frederick: I'm on lunch. Why aren't you?

Scott: I have to catch up.

Frederick: You seem tense. Maybe Chloe here can give you a massage.

Chloe: *frowns*

Scott: I'm fine.

Frederick: You were late today.

Jagger: What the hell is wrong with you? If you wanted a career as a hall monitor, you should have gone back to elementary where you belong.

People snicker

Frederick: *looks around* Hey, get back to work! *walks away*

Chloe: Does anyone want a coffee while I'm up?

Jagger: That's Freddie's job. You sit down.

Chloe: Oh...*sits*

Jagger: Have him bring you the coffee.

Chloe: *pushes hair behind ears*

Jagger: *rolls into cubicle*

Scott: *looks at Jagger*

Jagger: You look like hell.

Scott: It's just a headache.

Jagger: Right.

Scott: Maybe you should be worrying about the state of your own health instead of mine.

Jagger: Oh ouch. Did we get up on the wrong side of the million dollar bed?

Scott: Maybe.

Jagger: Want to talk about it?

Scott: *spins chair* You want to talk to me.

Jagger: Sure, why not? I'm on break.

Scott: ...You don't talk to anyone.

Jagger: Alright, fine. Stay in your cubicle and catch up on your numbers. *slides back*

Scott: *looks down at keyboard*

Biscayne Park, house, backyard, 2:30pm

Tom: *picks up pruning shears*

Lori: Okay, Anni's getting me nowhere. How can I get Scott to respond to me?

Tom: Oh that's easy. Get him drunk and invite your sister over.

Lori: *frowns* Ugh. *slaps Tom's arm*

Tom: Just talk to him.

Lori: That's what Anni said.

Tom: Then why are you asking me?

Lori: I wanted a second opinion.

Tom: Maybe you should keep your problems to yourself. I'm not sure Scott wants our entire circle to know that you two are having issues.

Lori: I don't know what else to do.

Tom: How much more of this are you going to go through before it's enough?

Lori: What do you mean?

Tom: I get that he's the father of your kids but if it's not working, get out.

Lori: He said he wouldn't leave me.

Tom: I'm talking about you.

Lori: I can't leave him.

Tom: Why?

Lori: I love him.

Tom: *nods*

Lori: If he's not giving up, I'm not.

Tom: Fair enough.

Lori: *wraps arms around Tom*

Tom: *looks down at Lori* Go home, Lor.

Lori: I need a hug.

Tom: *sigh* You get one and then you have to go home and talk to hubby.

Lori: Okay.

Tom: *wraps arms around Lori*

Lori: *lifts head* You know, I'm glad I met you.

Tom: This week.

Lori: *smirks*

Tom: I'm glad I met you too, sweetie. Now go home.

Lori: *nods* Later. *walks away*

Gables Estates, house, 4:30pm

Scott: *flips vegetables*

Steph: Daddy, I don't want veggies for dinner. Can we have cake instead?

Scott: Nope.

Steph: Nuts. *sits in chair*

Lori: *walks in*

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Steph: MOMMA! Can I have cake for dinner?

Lori: What did your father say?

Steph: He said nope.

Lori: Then you're not having cake. *steps into kitchen* What are we having?

Scott: Chicken fricassé and veggie stir fry.

Lori: *squints* ...Can I have cake for dinner?

Steph: *smiles*

Scott: *smirks* Lori...

Lori: Alright, alright. I'll eat your frickin' chicken.

Doral, apartment, 5pm

Speed: *places box onto floor*

Riley: It's a nice place.

Speed: It's not great.

Riley: Well, you're close to work.

Speed: *nods*

Riley: You okay?

Speed: *sits on couch* Yeah, I'm just tired.

Riley: Maybe you should just let Katie go. *sits on couch* Find some happiness elsewhere.

Speed: Easier said than done. I'm not exactly young anymore.

Riley: So? Plenty of people find their soul mates later in life.

Speed: Katie and I were together for a long time. I'm not doing it again.

Riley: You still love her.

Speed: I'll always love her.

Riley: But she treats you like crap.

Speed: She treats everyone the same way.

Riley: So that excuses her.

Speed: No.

Riley: Take it from me. It's a lot easier being alone. You don't have to answer to anyone, you don't have to compromise and best of all, you can do what makes you happy. At this point, you deserve as much.

Speed: *wraps arm around Riley* Thanks for helping out.

Riley: *smiles* Just give me a call if you need anything else. *looks at watch* I need to head back to work. *leans over, hugs Speed* Bye, Dad. *stands*

Speed: *lifts head*

Riley: *walks away*

Speed: *stares at door*

TBC.......................
 
I'm glad that Lori's going to friends to get some advice instead of batting at it in the dark. I think if she can open the lines of communication, things will be better.Very sound advice given by the Greys, hmmm...they must be good friends to have:D
Ps on this note, Scotty's feeling the pain too...He just needs to relinquish that almighty hold on control that he has...

I think Riley has also given him *as in Speed* sound advice- being alone isn't the end of the world. He'd probably thrive and find himself again. Perhaps letting go is the key...

Awesome update:D
 
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AWWW Riley called Speed Dad! she usually doesn't do that! she right maybe he needs to be alone for a while! Maybe then they can get their heads cleared and see the light and know weather or not to approach it or run the other way! Maybe that would be some good advise for Lori and Scott! Maybe they need to just let go of each other for a wile and reassess the situation!

great update Geni!

P.S. Earth to Anni earth to Anni! the real Anni! I feel that i am in need of some Broken Man please help! I am in CaineSpeedle withdrawals ! Thank you! Lol~
 
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Gables Estates, house, 9:30pm

Lori: *crawls into bed*

Scott: *staring at book*

Lori: *takes book* We need to talk.

Scott: About what?

Lori: Us.

Scott: Alright.

Lori: We're not...gelling. As a married couple.

Scott: I agree.

Lori: I want to ask you something and you have to be completely honest.

Scott: Of course.

Lori: Why won't you allow us to be intimate?

Scott: *looks at Lori*

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Scott: ...I love you.

Lori: That's not an answer.

Scott: I know, I'm getting there.

Lori: Oh.

Scott: I love you but...I don't know if I'm in love with you.

Lori: What do you want? I could get a boob job or s-

Scott: No no, I don't want you to do anything like that. You're a beautiful
woman, Lori. That's not my issue.

Lori: Then what's the problem? Why aren't you in love with me?

Scott: I don't know.

Lori: I haven't changed since we met.

Scott: We both have.

Lori: This is frustrating. Why can't you make up your mind?

Scott: *sigh* I'm sorry.

Lori: Should we take a break?

Scott: Maybe.

Lori: We've tried it before and look where we are.

Scott: *nods*

Lori: But we're both clean...maybe that makes a difference.

Scott: Could be.

Lori: Are you willing to try some time apart?

Scott: Not without the kids.

Lori: Okay...what's on your mind?

Scott: I find a place, I take one of the kids with me.

Lori: *lifts brow* For how long?

Scott: As long as they want. I don't want to shuttle them all over Miami if
they want to stay here. But I'd like if the kids spent the night every now and
again.

Lori: Right.

Scott: Is that okay with you?

Lori: It is.

Scott: Great.

Lori: *wraps arms around Scott*

Scott: *hugs Lori*

Lori: I love you.

Scott: Love you too.

Doral, apartment, 11:45pm

Speed: *staring at television*

Knock on door is heard

Speed: *stands, walks over to door*

Hallway

Katie: *looks around*

Speed: *opens door*

Katie: *lifts head* Oh, good. I've been knockin' on doors for the past 3 hours. You left this at my place. *kicks box*

Speed: *looks down at box*

Katie: You don't look disheveled to me.

Speed: What?

Katie: When a man gets kicked out and hasn't been a bachelor for a while, he will naturally devolve into a pig.

Speed: *stares at Katie*

Katie: OH, wait. That's because depressed men drink. And when they drink, they forget to wash but you don't drink.

Speed: That's right.

Katie: So um...here's your box.

Speed: *picks up box, opens it* ...This is a pile of your underwear.

Katie: *looks at box* Oh.

Speed: *gives box to Katie* We're done, Katie. Or did you forget already?

Katie: No, I just wanted to make sure you're...settled. Thought maybe you wanted some decoration.

Speed: It's customary to buy one a plant, not a box of underwear.

Katie: Plants are too common. I go by the beat of my own oboe.

Speed: *lifts brow*

Katie: *pushes Speed, walks in* It's raining outside, I need a place to stay.

Speed: *turns around* Uh, go home.

Katie: *runs hand along couch* Where'd you get this ugly old thing? The flea market?

Speed: Yeah.

Katie: *sits* Ooh, springy.

Speed: *shuts door* You can't stay here.

Katie: Why not?

Speed: The whole idea was for us to be apart.

Katie: I can't visit?

Speed: You can't stay.

Katie: Come sit. *pats couch*

Speed: *walks over, sits*

Katie: What are you watching?

Speed: Home movies. I found them in a box that was in my closet back at the house.

Katie: It's Lori.

Speed: *nods*

Katie: *smiles* Aw, how cute. She's wearing your latex gloves and carting around that kit.

Speed: Puts things into perspective, doesn't it.

Katie: Yeah. She used to be cute.

Speed: *smirks*

Katie: *lies head on Speed's shoulder*

TBC......................
 
Hm... I think it's a great idea that Lori and Scott go through a trial seperation. I don't know if that's going to lead to a real breakup, but they need some serious time apart. Scott needs to assess why he's not in love with her, and he needs to find that out all by himself:). I hope that this leads to the road to recovery for them, because I really like them together:)

I guess Katie's getting a bit lonely? What happened to that I am woman hear me roar now get the hell out demanor? Really , she should watch what she says to people *namely Speed*. It's awesome he allowed her to stay for a while... But this is one couple I think needs to stay a part...


Awesome update:D
 
Speed and Katie need time apart! I think Katie seriously needs some kind of help! I just hope she gets it! I thought she was seeing a therapist anyway! what happened to that!
she must have given up on that one!

Lori and Scott just need to separate period! I think Scott is still harboring some feelings for Anni and he can't quit figure out what he wants. He need to get that straight!

Great update Geni!
 
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Miami, bar, one month later

Lori: Another.

Bartender: *grabs glass*

Jagger: *drinks beer*

Lori: *crosses legs*

Jagger: *lowers eyes*

Bartender: *slides glass*

Lori: *takes glass, drinks*

Jagger: *staring at Lori*

Lori: *lifts eyes* What the hell are you looking at?

Jagger: The female form intrigues me.

Lori: So he's not shy. *looks at Jagger* Let me guess. You're a pimp?

Jagger: Ooh, close. Investment broker.

Lori: *smirks, drinks*

Jagger: What's that look for?

Lori: I know the type, that's all.

Jagger: Really. *places beer on counter*

Lori: You spend all hours at work, you neglect your family and you love to be in control.

Jagger: I only work until noon, I don't have a family and I prefer to let life take its course.

Lori: *tilts head* No family.

Jagger: Well, that's not exactly accurate. They're still in Cuba.

Lori: How did you get here?

Jagger: *picks up beer* Climbed into a crowded raft when I was 14.

Lori: *nods slowly*

Jagger: And now look where I am. *drinks beer* Overworked, underpaid and addicted.

Lori: Didn't you hear? It's the American Dream.

Jagger: *smirks*

Lori: *drinks*

Jagger: You know all about me and I...only know your drink.

Lori: Does 'unavailable' work for you?

Jagger: *takes Lori's hand* Figured, with the size of that rock.

Lori: Yeah, I bought it myself.

Jagger: Ouch.

Lori: I didn't get your name.

Jagger: *shakes Lori's hand* Mick Ramirez. My friends call me Jagger.

Lori: ...Mick Jagger Ramirez?

Jagger: My mother had a thing for The Stones.

Lori: *laughs*

Jagger: *stares at Lori*

Lori: I'm Lori.

Jagger: Just Lori?

Lori: Yeah, my mother had a thing for Madonna.

Jagger: *smiles*

Lori: *leans back in chair*

Jagger: You want to get out of here?

Lori: *blinks* What?

Jagger: It's a little stuffy in here.

Lori: *looks around* Uh...I'm comfortable.

Jagger: *leans over, whispers in Lori's ear*

Lori: *staring blankly*

Jagger: *kisses Lori's cheek*

Lori: *grabs Jagger, runs*

Biscayne Park, house, 10:30pm

Tom: *staring at television*

Steph: Tommy, I wanna watch Discovery.

Tom: I'm watching racing.

Steph: I don't wanna see no more crashes. *takes remote, flips channel*

Tom: *looks at Steph* Shouldn't you be in bed?

Steph: Yup.

Tom: Then vamoose.

Steph: Nope. *reaches into bowl, munches popcorn*

Tom: *places hand on Steph's head* You're a little princess, you know that?

Steph: Yup.

Motel, 1am

Lori: *steps out of bathroom*

Jagger: *flicks on lighter*

Lori: Shower's yours if you want it.

Jagger: *spins glass pipe*

Lori: *leans against wall* You need a minute?

Jagger: *blows smoke*

Lori: *looks around, scratches eyebrow*

Jagger: *lifts eyes*

Lori: You weren't kidding.

Jagger: If it makes you uncomfortable, I can go outside.

Lori: No, don't bother. *walks over, sits on bed* I've had my fair share back in the day.

Jagger: *places pipe onto nightstand* What made you stop?

Lori: My kids.

Jagger: You must love them very much.

Lori: Love wasn't enough. It took a lot of hard work.

Jagger: Sure.

Lori: ...It's still a struggle sometimes.

Jagger: And that's the exact reason I don't bother. Life's too short to worry about living until you're 80.

Lori: *lifts brow*

Jagger: When I first got here, I was idealistic and I was going to be a millionaire before I was 21 and...I see that in a lot of people I work with and it's just not reality. Life sucks.

Lori: Don't I know it.

Jagger: If you can't rise above it, you may as well sink below it.

Lori: I don't think it's that cut and dry. You can have a perfect life and still be unhappy. You can have a hard life and still love life.

Jagger: Did you learn that in some treatment therapy?

Lori: No.

Jagger: *nods*

Lori: You have work in the morning?

Jagger: *looks at watch* Yeah. I start at 7.

Lori: So you're a part-time investment broker. I guess I know what you do the rest of the time.

Jagger: It's a fabulous lifestyle.

Lori: Must be a lonely one.

Jagger: *looks at Lori*

TBC............................
 
LOL... Well, Lori's on to newer things. I think that this is going to be an interesting turn of events. As bad as this seems to get involved in, I'm thinking that this can be adventageous for both Jagger and Lori....OR it can go down in flames, and Lori starts using again, therefore ruining her life AGAIN. I prefer to stay optimistic- as lame as that sounds...lol. But still, a clean Lori is a safe Lori, no? My point exactly.

From lover to friend, to...babysitter? Tom's an all around guy. Gotta love em!


Awesome update:D
 
Boy is Scott gonna be pissed when he finds out that Jagger has slept with his wife! not a good thing to do Lori! Smooth move! Well i hope she knows what shes doing and what she stands to loose if Scott finds out!

Great Update Geni!
 
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