CSI:Miami Road Trip: Unlucky Number 13

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Miami Lab, A/V Lab

Katie: *stands at table*

Anni: *walks over* Hey.

Katie: Hi. *swings image onto board* What's up?

Anni: Were you serious about the hooker thing?

Katie: Yep.

Anni: ...How'd it happen?

Katie: I was at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Anni: *nods slowly*

Katie: *looks up at screen*

Anni: You got home okay?

Katie: Yeah. My Knight in Shining Armor rescued me.

Anni: *smiles* So you HAVE been dating. I knew it.

Katie: Not exactly.

Anni: What do you mean?

Katie: He's not available.

Anni: Oh. Why?

Katie: He's married.

Anni: *smirks* That's never stopped you before.

Katie: You're advocating this?

Anni: No. I'm just not very surprised, that's all.

Katie: *shakes head*

Anni: Who is he?

Katie: He's...a cop.

Anni: Oooh a badge. *smiles* Is he hot?

Katie: *sigh* ...He's delicious. And...sensitive...respectful...strong...

Anni: Then why don't you look happy?

Katie: He's married, remember?

Anni: Is he happy in his marriage?

Katie: Yes.

Anni: *lifts brow* Then why's he dating you?

Katie: He's not.

Anni: Oh. It's a one-way thing.

Katie: *sits in chair* What do I do?

Anni: Maybe it's best that you move on from him. *sits* Find a single guy for a change.

Katie: But the best ones are either married or gay. I don't know how the hell Lori found Scott. *GASP* HE'S GAY!

Anni: *frowns* No he's not.

Katie: The guy dresses WAY too well to be straight.

Anni: He dresses well because he likes to look decent. He's just...metrosexual. *smiles* Like Ryan Seacrest.

Katie: Okay, explain the tears during Titanic.

Anni: It's a sad movie.

Katie: The fruity cologne.

Anni: More fresh.

Katie: AH AH! *points* You told me he called Tom a hot little number.

Anni: He was drunk.

Katie: He's not interested in Lori.

Anni: People can only take so much of Lori.

Katie: Alright, find an answer to this one. He listens to Cher.

Anni: *stares at Katie*

Katie: HA.

Anni: I thought we were discussing you having a crush on a married man.

Katie: Ugh, don't remind me.

Anni: I want to meet him.

Katie: NO.

Anni: Why?

Katie: Because I'll get over it.

Anni: Alright...if you say so.

Katie: *rolls eyes*

Anni: *stands* I have some paperwork to finish up. No more hooker fights.

Katie: Noted.

Anni: *walks away*

Katie: *slams head onto table*

Gables Estates, house, den, 4pm

Lori: *rolls over*

Jagger: *kisses Lori's neck*

Lori: *looks at watch* Mm, you have to go. Kids should be home soon.

Jagger: So?

Lori: So it's time for me to play mommy and for you to go away.

Jagger: *smirks* I can't stay for dinner?

Lori: Uh, *laughs* no.

Jagger: You owe me a mojito later.

Lori: We'll see.

Door opens

Steph: MOMMY!

Lori: Oh crap. *sits up*

Steph: We're back! *runs upstairs*

Dominick: *runs upstairs*

Scott: *walks into house*

Lori: *slaps Jagger* Move. Get out.

Jagger: *grabs shirt, stands*

Scott: *walks over, stops*

Jagger: *spins around*

Scott: *looks at Jagger*

Jagger: *stares at Scott*

Lori: *stands* Okay, at the risk of sounding like a moron, this is exactly what it looks like.

Scott: *narrows eyes*

Jagger: *steps back* Um...I'm gonna go.

Scott: Allow me to escort you.

Jagger: *laughs* Nah, I've been here enough, I know the way.

Scott: *frowns, steps forward*

Lori: *places hand on Scott's chest* Why d-

Scott: *looks at Lori* You think I'm going to let you stop me.

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Scott: Back. Off. Before I move you myself.

Lori: I can do whatever I want in my own house and that includes seeing other men.

Scott: Get the hell out of my way.

Lori: No. You want to kick someone's ass, you'd better start with mine.

Jagger: Lori, I don't think that's a g-

Scott: Shut up.

Jagger: *closes mouth*

Scott: *looks at Lori* This is between me and him.

Lori: Um, no it's not. This is our problem, not Jagger's. Don't take it out on him because you're too chicken shit to face me.

Scott: Alright. You want to take this outside?

Lori: Wow. I wish I had a mirror so you could see how stupid you look right now.

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: You are clearly not the man I first met.

Scott: No. I'm not.

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Scott: *staring at Lori*

Lori: Backyard.

Scott: *looks at Jagger* Get out.

Jagger: *runs*

Backyard

Lori: Okay, let's start off with some ground rules. No biting.

Scott: No hitting below the belt.

Lori: No holding back.

Scott: *tilts head*

Lori: Honey, I ran a Colombian cartel. A 6'1" investment broker from the 'burbs doesn't intimidate me.

Scott: Data analyst.

Lori: Whatever.

Scott: Alright, let's do this. *pulls off shirt* Get ready to have your ass handed to you.

Lori: *smiles* I thought you said you'd never hurt me.

Scott: No no no, this is a consentual ass-kicking.

Lori: You're that angry with me.

Scott: Anger is a very vague term.

Lori: Oh so you're not angry.

Scott: Are we going to fight or talk?

Lori: You first.

Scott: Ladies first.

Lori: Exactly. *smiles*

Scott: *swings fist*

Lori: *ducks, trips Scott*

Scott: *falls over* Ugh!

Lori: *kneels* You have to do better than that, sweetheart.

Scott: *grabs Lori, shoves her onto grass*

Lori: *knees Scott in the gut*

Scott: *falls backwards*

Lori: *drags Scott forward*

Scott: *kicks Lori's arm, sits up*

Lori: *swings fist*

Scott: *twists Lori's arm*

Lori: What's the matter? You can't fight dirty with a woman?

Scott: I'm just getting warmed up.

Lori: *elbows Scott in the stomach*

Scott: UGH!

Lori: *turns around, punches Scott in the face*

Scott: *holds cheek, looks at Lori*

Lori: *stands, backs up*

Scott: *stands*

Lori: *smiles* Now we're cookin'.

Scott: *grabs Lori*

Lori: Do your worst, Finch.

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: What are you waiting for?

Scott: ...I love you.

Lori: That's great. Now throw a swing.

Scott: *shakes head*

Lori: What the...are you tearing up?

Scott: *looks around*

Lori: Scott, be a man and hit me.

Scott: I can't.

Lori: Just pretend I'm my mother. It'll be easy. Here, I'll get naked and wrinkle my face.

Scott: *laughs*

Lori: No laughing. More anger. Grrr!

Scott: *wraps arms around Lori*

Lori: What's wrong with you? That testosterone was a limited time offer or something?

Scott: I guess my bark is worse than my bite.

Lori: *steps back* You don't have to prove to Jagger that you're a bigger man than he is.

Scott: Why are you seeing him?

Lori: Latinos are very pretty.

Scott: He's a drug addict.

Lori: So that means he doesn't deserve someone in his life.

Scott: No. It means he's a drug addict.

Lori: *frowns* I can handle it.

Scott: Yeah? Where are the crystal wine glasses my mother gave you after we got married?

Lori: The china cabinet.

Scott: You sure? Because I didn't see them when I walked in.

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Inside house

Lori: *opens china cabinet* ...That bastard.

Scott: Maybe you should take a really good look around the house.

Lori: Ugh. *shuts cabinet* I'm an idiot.

Scott: No. *places hands on Lori's shoulders* He's an idiot. And a dead one when I find him.

Lori: Not if I get there first.

Scott: I'll take care of it.

Lori: *turns around* Promise me you won't shove him out a window.

Scott: APL's windows don't open. *rubs chin, narrows eyes* But I can take him to the Empire State Building.

Lori: *slaps Scott's arm*

Scott: Nah, they don't let people do that anymore.

Lori: Open windows?

Scott: Murder assholes.

Lori: *smirks*

TBC...........................
 
LOL... I knew it was going to happen at some point. Scotty was going to walk in on them and BAM...someone's ass was going to get kicked. Sadly, not the fight that I was expecting (Cause seriously, Jagger and Scott duking it out...RAWR). But Lori and Scotty was just...awesome. Lori, hands down won the fight, but I think Scott's winning her heart back. Now...on to that pesky Jagger. He's a dead man when one of the Finchs finds him. With these two, one never knows.

Katie... -_- Ugh...You're jonesing for the man who belongs to your....er...best friend. Seems familiar a bit? Why is it that she goes after Anni's men? To be fair, Speed was Katie's first, but once he left her and married Anni, he became Anni's guy and then Katie came back to snag...okay admittedly after Tom and Anni did the bed sheet tango...but I digress... Katie needs to come clean... At the risk of what...hurting a friendship? What a novel idea, especially for Katie...

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APL Financial, 40th floor, 1pm next day

Scott: *typing*

Frederick: *leans over cubicle* I heard your wife's banging the Jaguar.

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Chloe: Freddie, hush.

Frederick: What was that? The wind? Anyway, you gonna kick his ass or what?

Scott: I think you have a cubicle gathering dust somewhere around here.

Jagger: *steps off elevator*

Frederick: And there's the man of the very late hour.

Jagger: *walks over to cubicle, drops backpack*

Frederick: Were you with your new girlfriend?

Jagger: Get lost, Freddie.

Frederick: Come on, I'm just trying to spread the love. Hey, when you're finished, can I bag Finch's wife?

Scott: *stands*

Frederick: *runs*

Scott: *turns around* Jag, we need to talk.

Jagger: Not today.

Scott: Yes, today. *pulls Jagger's chair back*

Jagger: *frown* Let go of my chair, Finch.

Scott: I want you to give me back everything you stole from Lori.

Jagger: I didn't steal anything from Lori.

Scott: Get up.

Jagger: *stands, turns around*

Scott: Let's take a walk.

Jagger: No. I'm not here to listen to your rampage of jealousy. Maybe you should move on.

Scott: This is not about my relationship with Lori. This is about you stealing from our home to support your habit.

Jagger: Oh so you have evidence? Maybe Lori's got a little habit of her own.

Scott: No. We're not going to play this game. Give me the stuff back.

Jagger: I don't have your stuff.

Scott: Why? Did you sell it?

Jagger: Sell what?

Scott: The wedding present from my mother.

Jagger: Lori told me she's a drunk. Giving you wine glasses is salt in the wound, right?

Scott: *slams fist into Jagger's face*

Jagger: *falls into cubicle*

People look over

Scott: *grabs Jagger, shoves him into window*

Jagger: *runs, tackles Scott*

Scott: UGH! *falls into cubicle*

Chloe: *screams, jumps up*

Bob: *walks out of office*

Scott: *punches Jagger*

Jagger: *grabs laptop, swings it into Scott's head*

Scott: *falls onto floor*

Jagger: *kicks Scott*

Scott: *rolls over, trips Jagger*

Jagger: *staggers backwards*

Scott: *stands, grabs Jagger by the shirt*

Jagger: *grabs Scott*

Scott: *lifts fist*

Bob: HEY!

Jagger: *lifts eyes*

Scott: *looks back*

Bob: *walks down steps* What the hell is going on?

Everyone stares

Scott: *steps back*

Jagger: He's insane. He attacked me.

Scott: You're stealing from my wife!

Jagger: SHE'S NOT YOUR WIFE!

Scott: *frowns, grabs Jagger*

Jagger: *shoves Scott*

Bob: Enough. *steps forward* Both of you stop this insanity. If you want to go be dumbasses, get out of my building.

Jagger: Scott couldn't find his way out in a timely fashion if the bloody thing was on fire.

Scott: *frowns*

Bob: Okay, you want to make jokes? Here's one of mine. Knock knock.

Jagger: *rolls eyes*

Bob: No, let's all be comedians. *smiles, claps hands together* It's fun. Knock knock.

Jagger: *crosses arms* Who's there.

Bob: You're fired. Get out.

Jagger: *stares at Bob*

Bob: Move.

Jagger: Do you know how much money I've made for this company? I'm one of your top employees.

Bob: And your services are no longer needed.

Jagger: What about him? *points to Scott* He started it.

Bob: I'll deal with him. You have 30 seconds before I call security.

Jagger: *frowns, grabs backpack* Fag. *walks away*

Bob: *looks at Scott* My office. *walks away*

Scott: *swallows*

People go back to work

Large office

Scott: *walks in, shuts door*

Bob: *paces around office*

Scott: *stares at Bob*

Bob: *stops, turns around* Should I fire you too?

Scott: Seems only fair.

Bob: What is the matter with you?

Scott: I lost it.

Bob: Start from the beginning.

Scott: He's a drug addict and he's been seeing Lori. More like using her.

Bob: *nods*

Scott: He's been stealing from her I shouldn't have gotten involved but she felt like an idiot and...I had to do something.

Bob: So you hit him.

Scott: *clears throat* He made a comment about my mother.

Bob: Wow. What are you, 15?

Scott: *lowers head*

Bob: I don't like what I saw out there. *scoffs* Well, any other time I might have. But not in my office and not around my employees. You should be setting a higher standard.

Scott: I understand that.

Bob: Obviously you don't. I'm trying to figure out what changed.

Scott: *stares at floor*

Bob: *places hand on Scott's shoulder* Tell me.

Scott: ...I need her.

Bob: *nods*

Scott: But it's so...*closes eyes*...hard sometimes. Everything's been hard.

Bob: *sigh*

Scott: But when I met Lori, I finally caught a break. And life wasn't so hard anymore.

Bob: You deserved a little peace.

Scott: Falling in love with her was...one of the most amazing experiences I've had. I was ready for things to start falling into place. I'd marry her, we'd have some kids and a nice home...I'd have a comfortable job somewhere and we'd live out the rest of our days. But I didn't count on muggings, bombs, kidnappings, torture, watching my loved ones destruct, watching myself destruct...being used and extorted...

Bob: It's a lot for anyone.

Scott: ...I'm never going to have a normal life.

Bob: What's normal?

Scott: You tell me.

Bob: Scotty, I don't want you to give up again.

Scott: I don't want to either. But I can't take it anymore. I'm tired of waiting for the next awful thing to happen.

Bob: You still have your health and your children. And your job.

Scott: *looks at Bob*

Bob: *smiles*

Scott: ...Thank you.

Bob: If something like this happens again, you'll be gone. Understand?

Scott: Yes sir.

Bob: Why don't you take off for the day. Cool down with family.

Scott: Good idea.

TBC...............................
 
Scott should have thrown his ass through the window and gotten a few more licks in before Bob stopped it all! well at least he fired Jagger! Somehow though I have a feeling thats not gonna be a good thing for Scott and Lori.

Why do I get the feeling that Trouble is coming in the form of Jagger!

Great update Geni!

Shout out to Anni! we need some Broken Man please the well runith dry! i have the need for Speed! thank you !
 
*licks lips* Now...any other time, I would state how deplorable violence is, but at the moment, I'm just into the fact that two hot guys were tussling around in the office. LOL on Bob though. I so love him- he's awesome if not fair. I like how he's trying to be there for Scotty...because Scotty obviously loves Lori, but won't talk to her and bring his life back to square one. Sheesh...what's it going to take?


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Gables Estates, house, 8pm

Lori: *sips wine, stares at television*

Doorbell rings

Lori: *places glass on table*

Foyer

Lori: *opens door*

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Lori: Hi. Come on in.

Scott: *walks in, wraps arms around Lori*

Lori: *blinks*

Scott: *hugs tighter*

Lori: *lifts brow* Are you okay?

Scott: I love you so much.

Lori: I know that.

Scott: *leans back, grabs Lori's cheeks* I never want to leave you again. Ever. You and I are meant for each other.

Lori: *nods slowly*

Scott: Aren't we?

Lori: Depends. Are you drunk?

Scott: *smiles* No.

Lori: Are you...high?

Scott: No.

Lori: Good enough for me. *hugs Scott*

Scott: *laughs*

Lori: Want to join me for a glass of wine?

Scott: Sure.

Lori: *grabs Scott's hand, walks away*

Den, 11:45pm

Lori: Okay, truth or dare.

Scott: Uh...truth.

Lori: What was the worst thing you did to a girl in grade school?

Scott: *smirks*

Lori: Come on, don't leave out details.

Scott: Let's see...when I was 10, I stuck a caterpillar in Tracy LaRulio's sandwich.

Lori: Ooh. Did she eat it?

Scott: No. But I'm sure half of Manhattan heard her scream.

Lori: *smiles* You bad boy. I bet your parents were angry.

Scott: Not really. My father was in Colorado on a conference...a.k.a, with a barely legal girl and a bottle of Cristal. And my mother, she was throwing a party for all of the Manhattan elite.

Lori: She must have had a lot of parties.

Scott: It was an excuse for her to drink.

Lori: And you at 10 years old...how did you fit in with all of that?

Scott: I spent a lot of nights alone in my room.

Lori: ...I know what that's like. *smiles* I was chained to a rotting wall of an old mental institution in Colombia most nights. The only interaction I had was with an old 70s radio that played nothing but Salsa music.

Scott: *sips wine*

Lori: ...I hate Salsa music.

Scott: I don't. *smiles* It reminds me of you.

Lori: *rolls eyes*

Scott: *leans over, kisses Lori's cheek*

Lori: You still owe me an ass-kicking.

Scott: Why does everything have to be a fight? *strokes Lori's cheek*

Lori: Mushy men make me uncomfortable.

Scott: *smiles* Then prepare to be uncomfortable. *pushes Lori onto couch*

Lori: *smirks*

Scott: *wraps arms around Lori*

Lori: *lies head on Scott's chest*

Scott: *kisses Lori's forehead*

Lori: *closes eyes*

Scott: I don't blame you for being with him.

Lori: *scoffs* I got caught up with his good looks and smooth mouth. It's a rookie mistake.

Scott: Maybe. You have a good heart and I believe you wanted to help him.

Lori: It was a mistake. I should know better than anyone not to bother.

Scott: If your family hadn't bothered with me, I wouldn't be here. Sometimes you don't know you need help until you get it.

Lori: *lifts head*

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: I can't force anyone.

Scott: You're right. But no one can fault you for trying.

Lori: *sigh* ...Y'know, we make better friends than spouses.

Scott: Are you saying we should just be friends?

Lori: I know it's the worst thing a woman can say to a man but...I've liked our dynamic over the past few weeks.

Scott: *nods*

Lori: ...You're not mad?

Scott: No. Not at all. In fact, I've never loved you more than I do right now.

Lori: Oh.

Scott: I don't mind being your friend.

Lori: Wait, I can still be your friend too, right?

Scott: *laughs* It's kind of a two-way street, my dear.

Lori: Good. *wraps arm across Scott*

Miami Lab, A/V Lab, 12am

Katie: *tapping pen against keyboard*

Tom: *walks in* You're still here?

Katie: AH! *grabs chest* Don't do that! I thought everyone was gone.

Tom: I got called in. Homeless guy found in the shipping yard.

Katie: You gave me a heart attack.

Tom: You're fine. *hands over CD* Can you check the security footage from the shipping yard? I'm hoping to see my victim on it before he died.

Katie: Alright. *grabs CD*

Tom: *pulls chair over, sits*

Katie: What are you doing?

Tom: I want to see the footage.

Katie: It's going to take a while for everything to upload into the system.

Tom: *looks at watch* Autopsy should take a few hours. I have time.

Katie: You didn't find any evidence at the scene?

Tom: Nothing but a bottle of vodka and a shopping cart.

Katie: Maybe you should go process the shopping cart. Homeless guy could have had a homeless friend.

Tom: I printed it at the scene. There were only smudges.

Katie: Then go process the vodka bottle. Maybe someone was fighting with him over it.

Tom: Do you have a problem with my being here?

Katie: No. *looks at screen*

Tom: Maybe you should head home and get some rest. I can take care of the footage.

Katie: *scoffs* Please. You can barely work a toaster.

Tom: You've never seen me work a toaster.

Katie: Anni says you suck.

Tom: I'm sure she doesn't keep me around for my cooking skills.

Katie: *looks at Tom*

Tom: *winks*

Katie: *looks down at floor*

Tom: ...You okay?

Katie: Fine. *grabs keyboard*

Tom: You seem distracted.

Katie: Yeah, I was working on something else.

Tom: *looks up at screen, moves mouse*

Screen pops up

Tom: eAffinity. Isn't that a dating site?

Katie: *grabs mouse back* No.

Tom: I've seen this thing advertised on TV.

Katie: You saw wrong.

Tom: Look, I don't care if you're looking for love. It's your business. I just want to get my work done.

Katie: ...Do you think I can find a good man?

Tom: *shrugs* Any guy who spends a good chunk of time on the internet might need to have a chat with Chris Hansen, in my book.

Katie: *frowns* The internet isn't just for pedophiles, Tom. A lot of big, rich, successful people use dating sites because they don't have time for the dating scene.

Tom: Why are you on it?

Katie: I don't have the same reputation in the internet that I do in real life.

Tom: That could be something you can change.

Katie: The damage is done. I'm moving onto cyber pastures.

Tom: Good luck with that.

Katie: Take a look at my profile picture. *smiles*

Tom: *looks at screen* ...That's a picture of Lori.

Katie: Close enough.

Tom: Not by a longshot.

Katie: Hey. I'm just as attractive as Lori.

Tom: Maybe but you aren't her. You just n-

Katie: Did you just acknowledge that I'm as attractive as Lori?

Tom: I think everyone has beauty.

Katie: *smiling* You think I'm pretty.

Tom: And you'd be even more pretty if your behaviour modeled your looks.

Katie: *hugs Tom*

Tom: *frowns*

Katie: *sniffs* ...You smell like Scott.

Tom: *pushes Katie* Anni stole one of his bottles of cologne. I was told he never used it.

Katie: She totally lied.

Tom: Great. Now I need a shower.

Katie: What wrong with smelling like you're rich?

Tom: It's like giving a Devils fan a Rangers goalie mask.

Katie: ...Power Rangers?

Tom: *rolls eyes*

TBC........................
 
You know, I kinda like the idea of them being friends. It's far less destructive than being married that's for sure. I think if they can ease into being a friends with benefits thing, they may have something going:). They definitely flow better in this dynamic. Perhaps, it's the way they're supposed to be:D

I think Katie needs to come clean with the fact that she ( I don't know...in love with Tom?) Even though she knows that there's no chance, she needs to give it air...and then let go. And start working on that inside thing... HERSELF. It wouldn't hurt.

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Miami Lab, layout room, 8:30am

Katie: *steps in*

Tom: *lifts eyes* Hey. You get some sleep?

Katie: Yeah. How's the case?

Tom: The victim was on the video tape, along with my prime suspect. A 5'9" white male wearing a hawaiian shirt. He and the victim were struggling so I'm processing his clothes for DNA and trace.

Katie: You caught the whole murder?

Tom: Most of it. They went behind one of the shipping containers.

Katie: *nods* Do you need me to enhance the video so you can get a better description of the suspect?

Tom: It's alright, I have it covered.

Katie: *steps further in* ...You're working it solo?

Tom: Yeah, I guess Speed trusts me enough now.

Katie: He doesn't trust just anyone. You must be good at your job.

Tom: To tell you the truth, when Horatio hired me for this gig, I thought he was joking. But...I enjoy the science. It seems more fulfilling in a way.

Katie: *leans against wall* After I first met you, I didn't like you. I thought you were rude, obnoxious and too immature for Lori. I was wrong.

Tom: *smirks* No you weren't. Luckily, I've had a few years to grow.

Katie: *nods*

Tom: *grabs magnifying glass*

Katie: How did you feel about me when we first met?

Tom: I didn't realize you were Lori's mother.

Katie: *blinks*

Tom: *staring through magnifying glass*

Katie: ...I see.

Tom: *folds clothes over*

Katie: I'm going to get a cup of coffee.

Tom: *nods*

Katie: *walks away*

Break room

Anni: *closes fridge*

Katie: *runs in* Oh thank God. Okay, I have a problem.

Anni: What is it?

Katie: You know that married guy I keep talking about?

Anni: *smiles* Your mystery crush.

Katie: I think he's interested in me.

Anni: Ooh. How so?

Katie: He's hitting on me. It's signals, left and right.

Anni: Did you tell him to stop?

Katie: Of course not. I love hearing how hot I am.

Anni: Maybe you should remind him that he's married and it's inappropriate.

Katie: What if he stops talking to me completely?

Anni: It's probably for the better.

Katie: What if he makes a move on me? *blinks* What if he invites me to his matrimonial home? *GASP* What if he brings me to the bedroom!

Anni: Don't get ahead of yourself.

Katie: I'd totally do him, Anni. You know I would.

Anni: I thought you were on a dating site.

Katie: ...But I want him. *stomps feet* And I can't have him.

Anni: Alright...there are ways to tell if he's serious or if he was joking around.

Katie: *grabs Anni* How? HOW?

Anni: Invite yourself over to his house.

Katie: *stares blankly*

Anni: If he says yes, it means he's not interested.

Katie: Are you sure it's not the other way around?

Anni: Men with a guilty conscience will not want another woman in their home out of paranoia.

Katie: Right. Okay, here I go. *walks away*

Anni: *shakes head, pours coffee*

Layout Room

Tom: *scribbles on folder*

Katie: *walks in* I want you.

Tom: *lifts eyes* What?

Katie: Uh, to teach me...yoga! *snaps fingers* That's perfect. You do yoga, right?

Tom: ...Right.

Katie: See, I don't have all them special carpets or nothin'. How many times a day do you pray?

Tom: That's the Muslim religion. Yoga's an enrichment exercise technique that uses mats.

Katie: Oh. I want to do that. Make me bendy!

Tom: I'm not sure how bendy you'll be but I'll see what I can do. I have some spare mats at my place.

Katie: *eyes widen*

Tom: *places folder onto table*

Katie: ...You're not guilty?

Tom: For what?

Katie: Your wife could walk in on us.

Tom: That's okay, she can join us.

Katie: *covers mouth*

Tom: ...Are you feeling alright?

Katie: You're a disgusting bastard. *walks away*

Tom: *blinks*

Biscayne Park, house, 3:30pm

Katie: *looks around*

Tom: *rolls out mat*

Katie: *peeks into hallway* You're sure Anni's not home.

Tom: She stopped off at the daycare to get Tayla and Brook. I'm sure she'll be at the park with them until dinner.

Katie: *shakes head* A quickie before dinner. How senseless.

Tom: Come test out the mat.

Katie: *walks over*

Tom: Do you want to get more comfortable?

Katie: ...What do you mean?

Tom: Some people wear flexible clothing. *smirks* I don't wear very much.

Katie: *stares at Tom*

Tom: It's okay if you want to keep these clothes on.

Katie: I'll keep 'em.

Tom: Great. Have a seat.

Katie: *sits*

Tom: We'll start with some breathing exercises. *kneels* So let's straighten out your back to promote good posture and blood flow. *places hands on Katie's waist* Close your eyes.

Katie: *closes eyes*

Tom: Deep breaths. When you inhale, think of it as all of the bad things you've faced throughout the day; frustration, fears and worries. As you exhale, you're pushing them outward and clearing your mind of any negativity. Only the calm waters of your inner woman remain.

Katie: This is all such bullshit.

Tom: Keep breathing.

Katie: *sigh*

Tom: Excellent.

Katie: Ommmmm....ommmmm...

Tom: Cute.

Katie: *smirks*

Tom: *takes Katie's hands* Lift your arms slowly...and trace a bubble of tranquility around you. You're safe here.

Katie: *raises arms*

Tom: *straightens out Katie's arms* And down to complete the circle.

Katie: *lowers arms* When do we get to the exercise part?

Tom: It's not just about the exercise. It's a state of mind. When the negativity and insecurity is gone, your mind can open and that's the pathway to freeing your body.

Katie: Right.

Tom: Once you understand and trust your body, you can mold it any way you like.

Katie: I want Pamela Anderson's butt.

Tom: *places hands on Katie's cheeks* Keep your chin parallel with the floor.

Katie: *opens eyes* How will I know when my mind's clear?

Tom: You'll stop speaking.

Katie: I guess my mind's never been clear.

Tom: *smiles*

Katie: Can we get to the next part?

Tom: Sure.

Katie: *grabs Tom, kisses him*

Tom: *pushes Katie, stumbles backwards* What are you doing?

Katie: *blinks* Getting this over with.

Tom: ...What the hell are you talking about?

Katie: It's obvious you want me so bad that you don't even care if Anni comes home.

Tom: *staring blankly* I thought we were doing yoga.

Katie: Right, that's just a prelude.

Tom: To what?

Katie: Sex.

Tom: ...*starts to laugh*

Katie: What?

Tom: *smiling* You think I want to sleep with you?

Katie: Yes.

Tom: You're sorely mistaken.

Katie: ...But you were hitting on me.

Tom: When?

Katie: You said I didn't look like Lori's mother.

Tom: That was just a compliment.

Katie: It was?

Tom: Yes!

Katie: Oh.

Tom: I'm sorry that you misunderstood my intentions. I have no romantic interest in you.

Katie: *lowers head*

Tom: It's okay, I won't tell anyone what happened.

Katie: I'm so stupid.

Tom: No you aren't.

Katie: *stands* Sorry for wasting your time.

Tom: Wait. *stands* Where are you going?

Katie: Home.

Tom: Katie, don't be embarrassed about this. It can happen to anyone.

Katie: *walks away*

Door slams

Tom: *sigh*

TBC.....................
 
Oh aww...Poor Katie. She misread the signals. As hilarious it was to see her go full tilt with the yoga, it was sad for her to have gone so far only for Tom to rebuff her. I think Katie really needs a true friend (although I thought that Anni had been that once upon a time ago), one who will get her to stop being so destructive. at this point, I am feeling sorry for her. I want her to finally realize that it's time for help.


Awesome update:D
 
Thanks for the review! :D

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Gables Estates, house, 7pm

Steph: *throws dice*

Lori: Did you have to put a hotel on Boardwalk?

Scott: It would feel lonely if Park Place was the only one with a hotel.

Lori: *frowns* You're ruthless.

Scott: The game's called Monopoly, Lori.

Steph: Community chest. *picks up card* You have won second prize in a beauty contest. Collect 10 dollars.

Scott: *hands over money*

Lori: Why do you get to be the banker?

Scott: You always get confused.

Lori: Hey, I can count.

Scott: The last time we played, it took you a half hour to pay out 1500 dollars.

Lori: *frowning* I'm not used to giving money, I'm used to taking it.

Scott: *smirks*

Lori: *slaps Scott's arm*

Steph: Momma, I'm bored and Dommy's been in jail for an hour.

Lori: *looks at Dominick*

Dominick: *snoring*

Lori: Time for bed?

Scott: Yep. *swings Dominick into arms, stands*

Lori: Steph, go get ready for bed.

Steph: *jumps down from chair, runs*

Scott: *walks away*

Upstairs, bedroom

Scott: *covers Dominick*

Dominick: *hugs Scott's arm*

Scott: *smirks*

Dominick: Night.

Scott: Night, buddy. *ruffles Dominick's hair*

Dominick: *smirks*

Master bedroom

Lori: *unbuttons shirt*

Scott: *shuts door* Kids are down.

Lori: *turns around* Great.

Scott: *walks over, wraps arms around Lori's waist*

Lori: *lies head on Scott's chest*

Scott: *sigh*

Lori: *hugs Scott* Life's great.

Scott: Don't jinx it.

Lori: *smiles*

Scott: *kisses Lori's cheek*

Lori: *pushes Scott onto bed*

Scott: Oof.

Lori: *crawls onto Scott*

Scott: What are you doing?

Lori: *rips Scott's shirt*

Scott: This shirt was 200 dollars.

Lori: *kisses Scott*

Scott: Oh, I get it.

Lori: *laughs*

Scott: *smiles*

Biscayne Park, house, bedroom, 10pm

Tom: *rolls over* You awake?

Anni: No.

Tom: *places hand on Anni's back* Can we discuss an issue I'm having?

Anni: No.

Tom: It's important.

Anni: Too important to wait until a reasonable hour?

Tom: Yes.

Anni: *rolls over* Okay. What.

Tom: I don't want to smell like Scott.

Anni: *frowns* What the hell are you talking about?

Tom: You gave me his cologne.

Anni: He doesn't use that stuff.

Tom: Apparently he does.

Anni: Tom, it's cologne.

Tom: Another man's cologne. It's like you wearing Katie's underwear. Cologne is a man's underwear, Anni.

Anni: Then throw it out, what's the problem?

Tom: I think subconsciously, you want me to be Scott.

Anni: Don't be ridiculous.

Tom: Or you just want Scott.

Anni: How many times have I ignored your stupid perverted looks and comments at Lori?

Tom: *stares blankly*

Anni: I haven't even spoken to Scott in 2 months.

Tom: ...So?

Anni: So that should tell you something. I love you.

Tom: Look, I'm not a jealous guy. But when it comes to Scott...let's face it, I'm not remotely in the same league.

Anni: Why?

Tom: I'm about a hundred million dollars short.

Anni: *smiles* Tom, I don't care about money. *places hand on Tom's cheek* You could have been homeless.

Tom: I was homeless for a while.

Anni: Can we go to bed now?

Tom: Yes.

Anni: Great. *rolls over*

Tom: *wraps arm across Anni*

TBC...........................
 
^___^ Imagine my surprise....Board games, tucking the children in, alone time *RAWR*. Did I just walk into a dream? Scotty and Lori having a.. *GASP* normal night? Topped off with sex? Oh boy...is the world coming to an end tonight??? LOL, I jest, but it's is awesome to see that they can have a normal life with normal life things and their world doesn't implode.

On the otherside of town... Tom and Anni have a...difference of opinion? LOL...it was extremely ah...calm:guffaw: I do like that they are able to talk about things without it getting blown out of porportion. I love it even more that they didn't go to bed angry. * sigh* they have the best relationship:D


Awesome update:D
 
Thanks for the review! :)

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Miami-Dade Highschool, 11am

Ethan: *crosses arms*

Principal: *sips coffee*

Josh: *walks in* Sorry I'm late. *shuts door* What's going on?

Principal: Have a seat.

Josh: *grabs chair, sits*

Principal: *places gun on table*

Josh: *looks at gun* ...*looks at Ethan* What the hell were you doing with my service pistol?

Ethan: *staring ahead*

Josh: Hey. *grabs Ethan's arm* Do you think this is a game? You can't bring a gun to school!

Principal: Security found it in his locker after one of the students claimed he pointed it toward him.

Josh: *staring at Ethan*

Principal: This is definite grounds for expulsion. Whether or not we press charges will depend on the school board.

Josh: *shakes head*

Ethan: *lowers eyes*

Principal: He won't tell us why he was pointing a gun around. I'd like him off the property.

Josh: That won't be a problem. *grabs Ethan by the collar*

Inside truck, road

Josh: *turns wheel*

Ethan: *staring out window*

Josh: You're grounded for the next 8 years.

Ethan: *frowns*

Josh: What were you thinking? You're lucky you weren't arrested.

Ethan: They won't leave me alone.

Josh: Who?

Ethan: Kevin and Blake.

Josh: Who are they?

Ethan: Kids in my class. They keep calling me a homo.

Josh: *lifts brow* Didn't you have a girlfriend? Uh...Charlie.

Ethan: Charlie's not a girl, Dad.

Josh: *blinks* ...Oh.

Ethan: Forget it.

Josh: You can talk to me about it. Maybe I can help.

Ethan: I don't need your help, I need everyone to get off my case about it.

Josh: I've been where you are right now. I couldn't really talk to anyone, so if and when you're ready, I'm here for you.

Ethan: *rolls eyes*

Josh: *stares ahead*

APL Financial, 12pm

Lori: *steps off elevator*

Prescilla: *lifts head* Can I help you?

Lori: Is Scott around? I'm meeting him for lunch.

Prescilla: Do you know how many Scotts we have in the building? *grabs book, opens it* ...We have one. Huh, what are the odds. He should be at his work station.

Lori: Thanks. *walks away*

Bullpen

Scott: *writing*

Lori: *runs over, wraps hands around Scott's eyes* Guess who!

Scott: *smiles, spins around*

Lori: *smiles* Hi. *looks around* Hey, you have a great view.

Scott: *stares at Lori* I certainly do.

Lori: *grabs Scott's arm* Let's go eat.

Restaurant

Lori: *opens menu*

Scott: *sips water*

Lori: How much money do you make?

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Lori: I'm curious.

Scott: Around...1400 a month.

Lori: *blinks* Holy crap.

Scott: What?

Lori: I make more money than you. *smiles* I make more money than Scott Finch!

Scott: *smirks*

Lori: *claps hands* YES! I'm officially not a failure.

Scott: You've never been a failure. Maybe a little lost.

Waitress: *walks over* What can I get you?

Lori: Tossed salad.

Scott: ...That's it?

Lori: I have a figure to maintain.

Scott: *nods slowly* I'll have steak.

Waitress: No problem. *walks away*

Lori: I hope you and your bitty paycheck are paying for that.

Scott: *winks, sips water*

Lori: *smiles*

20 minutes later

Lori: *digs at salad*

Scott: *cuts through steak*

Lori: *lifts eyes*

Scott: *munches meat*

Lori: *licks lips*

Scott: *grabs water, drinks*

Lori: *stares at steak*

Scott: *places glass on table*

Lori: *looks down at salad*

Scott: You're looking great.

Lori: Yeah. Riley has me doing some more modeling for her so I have to um...eat healthier. No high fats, no carbs and I have to do this cleansing drink every week.

Scott: Sounds...awesome. *dumps barbeque sauce onto steak*

Lori: *looks at steak*

Scott: You're always saying how you want to live a more healthy life. Having a goal at the end of the day is a great way to push you.

Lori: *nods*

Scott: *cuts into steak*

Lori: *grabs Scott's fork, munches on steak*

Scott: *blinks*

Lori: *closes eyes* Mm. *leans back in seat*

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *licks barbeque sauce from finger*

Scott: May I have my fork back?

Lori: Sure. *tosses fork*

Scott: Thank you.

Lori: *grabs steak from plate*

Scott: *lifts head*

Lori: *bites into steak*

Scott: *stares blankly*

Barbeque sauce drips everywhere

Scott: *looks around*

Lori: *shovels steak into mouth*

Scott: *leans over table* Lori, we're in a restaurant. Steak isn't exactly finger food.

Lori: *wipes chin* Huh?

Scott: *sigh*... *smiles* Enjoy.

Lori: *grabs barbeque sauce* I'm taking this home with me. *winks*

Scott: *smile fades* ...Why?

TBC......................
 
Poor Ethan. He's confused, and angry- two things that don't necessarily go together. I find it interesting that he feels as if he can't talk to his father about this- he's essentially been in the same shoes before. I hope things get sorted out for him...

It's nice that Lori and Scotty are on good terms, refreshing even. Now...the question remains, can they stay like that? History tells that it's not likely...but im a slight optimist...

Awesome update:D
 
Thanks for the review. :D

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Gables Estates, house, backyard, 8pm

Lori: *pours wine*

Tom: Thanks.

Lori: How was your day?

Tom: Long. *drinks wine*

Lori: *leans back in chair, stretches out legs* My afternoon was amazing. *smiles* Scott's amazing.

Tom: Is he.

Lori: *smiling* I love him. He's so...kind and smart and he's great with the kids and he works out a-

Tom: Yeah I get it, he's the best man on the planet.

Lori: *looks at Tom* He's so much easier to get along with when he's happy. And a happy Scott makes a happy yours truly.

Tom: *rolls eyes*

Lori: I didn't think it could ever be this good again.

Tom: I'm happy for you.

Lori: Maybe we should renew our vows or something.

Tom: Go for it.

Lori: *smiles* I wonder what he'd say.

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

Lori: Why?

Tom: *places glass on table* You're probably more interested in being with your BFF. *stands*

Lori: I'm not allowed to be happy?

Tom: Oh you are. Just leave me out of it. *walks away*

Lori: *blinks*

Master bedroom, 11pm

Lori: *throws shirt into hamper* I think Tom's mad at me.

Scott: *flips page of book* Why's that?

Lori: I was talking about you and he bolted.

Scott: *nods slowly*

Lori: Oh well, his loss. *crawls into bed, smiles* Time for fun.

Scott: Time for bed.

Lori: Fun in bed.

Scott: Sleep in bed.

Lori: *grabs book*

Scott: *looks at Lori* I have an early meeting, Lori. I have to be in New York by 8.

Lori: No no no. *hugs Scott's arm* Our life is great, don't go to that death trap.

Scott: It's no more a death trap than Miami.

Lori: I'm coming with you.

Scott: *smiles* Great, I'll just stuff you in my briefcase before I get to the meeting.

Lori: I'm serious, Scott. Things are too good to be true; don't go.

Scott: Lori, I'll be fine.

Lori: Not unless I go with you. *wraps arms around Scott*

Scott: *smirks*

Lori: I'll bring Stephie and we'll go shopping or something.

Scott: Sounds great. I think there's a carnival going on if you want to t-

Lori: NO!

Scott: *lifts brow* What?

Lori: Uh...I got my arm twisted by a clown at a carnival once.

Scott: ...Okay.

Lori: *kisses Scott* Night. *lies down*

Scott: *lifts book from bed*

TBC...................
 
I see that Tom has a problem. It seems to stem from Scotty, or talk about Scotty. Who can blame Lori- for once in their lives, things are good, really good. I'd go on and on about the good things too. Tom just needs a bit of reassurance that he's just as good as Scotty* and I happen to think he is, by the way*. Tom's got heart, and that shows for something, right? He shouldn't be so hard on himself.

That being said, I do enjoy the happiness of Scott and Lori. It's refreshing that no one's being shot at, kidnapped, or committing adultry. Sometimes, it's awesome just to be in a good place.

Awesome update
 
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