CSI:Miami Road Trip- We've Travelled a Long Way

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AWWW yay Rory.


Without A Head Full Of Frustrated Phrases

[Crime scene, men's washroom]

Speed: *places down kit*

Tripp: Kelly Hansen, five years old. A teacher found her in here this afternoon. We're contacting her parents right now.

Speed: Did the teacher touch anything?

Tripp: He said something about life-saving measures.

Speed: What kind of life-saving measures?

Tripp: Felt for a pulse, and then did CPR.

Speed: Hasn't anyone in Miami heard of the paramedics?

Tripp: Apprently not. They were never called.

Speed: *looks down at body* A kid dies, and they don't call the paramedics.

Tripp: That's what the teacher said.

Speed: *sigh* Well Alexx, do you have an idea of what we're dealing with?

Alexx: We're definetely dealing with a predator.

Speed: Time of death?

Alexx: 10 am.

Speed: Well it's 11am now.

Alexx: Mhm.

Speed: It looks like her neck has been snapped.

Alexx: There's minimal bruising on her neck which could have happened during manual strangulation.

Speed: Well this guy just passed into a while new dimension of sick.

Tripp: I'll go inform the parents.

Speed: No, don't worry about it. I'll take care of that myself.

Tripp: Are you sure?

Speed: Yeah.

Tripp: I'll go talk to some witnesses. *leaves*

Speed: Hey Alexx check it out.

Alexx: *looks at floor* It's a pen.

Speed: It's a chewed pen. *picks up pen*

Alexx: It's a good start.

Speed: Well we'll see.

[Hummerhome]

Horatio: Guys, guys stop hanging from the celing. Put those down! Get away from there!

Delko: I'm a monkey! *falls down*

Horatio: QUIT IT! QUIT IT! QUIT IT!

Everyone: *stops*

Horatio: You're not animals. Behave.

Carly: Anni stole my juice box.

Anni: You ate my celery.

Delko: Someone has my banana!

Missy: Hey Eric do you have any drugs? I want to take the edge off.

Delko: What? No. I ran out.

Missy: Good because I was testing you. *slaps Delko*

Delko: Ow. What was that for?

Missy: That was for dosing people.

Delko: I didn't dose people.

Carly: Hey Katie come have some fun.

Katie: *leaning on window* I don't want to have fun.

Carly: *sits beside Katie* Oh come on. Don't just sit there and mope.

Katie: I'm not moping.

Carly: Then what are you doing?

Katie: ...Not moping.

Carly: Come on, let's go look for Eric's banana.

Katie: I don't want to look for Eric's banana.

Carly: Why are you so depressed?

Katie: I'm not depressed.

Carly: Hey it's not like Speed's dead so stop moping.

Katie: *frowns* Go have fun without me.

Carly: Fine. Be that way. *leaves*

[Miami]

Yelina: Hey.

Speed: Hey.

Yelina: Did you go to the post on the little girl?

Speed: Yeah. I just got finished down there.

Yelina: Well I have a suspect for you.

Speed: Really.

Yelina: One of the teachers. David Atwater. He's the school's psychiatrist but he also has a criminal record.

Speed: Don't you need to be clean to have that kind of job?

Yelina: It's frowned upon but it doesn't get you rejected.

Speed: Let's see the rap sheet.

Yelina: *hands over paper*

Speed: *looks down* Fraud, embezzlement, two counts of sexual assault. What a stand up guy.

Yelina: He lives in a nice neighborhood, he has two dogs, and even a white picket fence.

Speed: Sounds exciting.

Yelina: But he lives alone.

Speed: I would too if I was spying on little girls.

Yelina: PD is going to have him picked up for questioning.

Speed: Great, let me know how that goes.

Yelina: You're not going to conduct the interview?

Speed: I have to inform the parents.

Yelina: Do you want me to go with you?

Speed: No, I can handle it.

Yelina: Alright, keep me posted.

Speed: No problem.

[Hummerhome]

Anni: Come play! Come play!

Katie: I don't want to play Scrabble.

Anni: But you're the one who counts the points. We can't do this without you.

Katie: As long as you know simple addition then you're good.

Anni: ...It's hopeless.

Katie: What is?

Anni: We don't know math.

Katie: I just want to sit here okay?

Anni: Stop being depressed. It brings the rest of us down.

Katie: You can't just stop being depressed.

Anni: Sure you can.

Katie: How?

Anni: We'll get you a few beers.

Katie: Getting me drunk is not going to make me any happier.

Anni: How about drugs?

Katie: I don't think so.

Anni: Come on, it's not fun without you.

Katie: You'll have plenty of fun.

Anni: *whines* Come ONNNNN!

Katie: No.

Anni: HORATIO WAVE YOUR SHADES!

Horatio: I don't think that will help.

Anni: That's it, I'm craming alcohol down your throat.

Katie: Go ahead. I doubt it'll solve anything.

Anni: Okay you're making me upset. And if I cry, then Carly will cry. And if Carly cries, then Missy will cry. And if Missy cries, then Eric will cry. And if Eric cries, we'll all cry. And then it'll just flood in here and we'll all drown.

Katie: Then you'd better wear some sort of flotation device.

TBC........
 
Anni: Okay you're making me upset. And if I cry, then Carly will cry. And if Carly cries, then Missy will cry. And if Missy cries, then Eric will cry. And if Eric cries, we'll all cry. And then it'll just flood in here and we'll all drown.

Katie: Then you'd better wear some sort of flotation device.


hahaha, awww its a chain reaction. Except H man wasn't in it. But of course if I was jesus I wouldn't cry either. lol. Poor Speed has to go tell the parents of that little girl. update soon please!
 
:lol: Oh man my fingers are on FIRE today...Well not literally because that would hurt.

You Had A Bad Day

Delko: YAZTEE!

Calleigh: Eric, this is Scrabble.

Delko: I SUNK YOUR BATTLE SHIP!

Calleigh: What ship?

Delko: Right there. Triple word score.

Katie: Eric, that's not triple word score that's jam.

Delko: ...Hmmm funny I don't remember eating raspberry jam.

Katie: That's because it's strawberry jam.

Delko: Oh.

Carly: What can I spell with the letters Y, P, L, O, A, I, T?

Anni: *looks at Carly's tiles* ...Yoplait?

Carly: I don't think that counts.

Horatio: 200 points for Horatio.

Katie: What? No that's not worth 200 points.

Horatio: Why not?

Katie: You're off by a few zeros.

Horatio: Oh..So 2000?

Katie: ..2.

Horatio: Dangit.

Delko: Can I spell Zit face?

Anni: You don't have enough Z's.

Delko: Fine. It face.

Horatio: That's not a word. It's two words. You can't put that down.

Delko: Bite me.

Horatio: I'd rather have a sandwhich.

Calleigh: Bullets! I spelled bullets!

Delko: How shocking.

Calleigh: Hey, it's a good word. 30 points for me.

Katie: God this game sucks.

Delko: You know what this game needs?

Horatio: No stripping.

Delko: Fine.

Calleigh: Thirty plus...Twenty nine is....Fifty something right? I need a calculator. Grab the one we left in the Monopoly game.

Delko: I think this game nee-

Horatio: No stripping.

Anni: This game needs alcohol. *runs to fridge* Okay everyone, everytime Horatio says something fragmented or cheezy, take a swig.

Katie: That's stupid. We are not going to play a drinking game.

Anni: It'll be fun.

Horatio: No. It won't.

Anni: Everyone take a swig! It was fragmented!

[Everyone drinks]

Katie: I don't know why I succumb to peer pressure.

[Miami]

[Trace lab]

Yelina: Did you inform the parents?

Speed: Yeah they didn't take it too well.

Yelina: That's rough.

Speed: I wish I could tell them something more than 'we have a suspect'. How do you tell someone that they're child has been murdered?

Yelina: Well...It's easier to just say it instead of softening the blow. They're adults and they'll be able to deal with it. The one thing we have to remain is objective and truthful in everything that we tell them.

Speed: Yeah.

Yelina: So I interviewed David Atwater.

Speed: How did that go?

Yelina: He swears up and down that he never touched her.

Speed: Don't they all.

Yelina: *smirks* What do you have?

Speed: A pen.

Yelina: Anything probative?

Speed: Well it's standard writing ink, and almost everyone in the school uses this type of pen. I sent a swab over to DNA because it's been chewed.

Yelina: Did you pack up the little girl's personal effects?

Speed: Yeah I did it myself...Okay hold on...

Yelina: What?

Speed: Personal effects? Did the parents request it?

Yelina: They just phoned.

Speed: So quickly?

Yelina: It's their right.

Speed: Something's up.

Yelina: Care to explain?

Speed: Not currently. *leaves*

Yelina: ...He should stop hanging around Horatio. *leaves*

[Hummerhome]

Katie: Okay okay okay okay...Okay...Okay okay okay..Okay. I have it. We should play STRIP SCRABBLE!

Horatio: No stripping.

Delko: I wanna play!

Katie: Yeah me too!

Horatio: Are you drunk?

Katie: You kept putting on your shades. IT'S YOUR FAULT!

Horatio: *takes off shades* I did not.

Katie: *drinks* There! See?

Horatio: Well you don't have to keep drinking.

Katie: Yes I do.

Horatio: Fine. *cell phone rings* OKAY EVERYONE SHUT UP I'M GETTING A CALL! Caine. Mhm...Alright but only this once. *hands phone to Katie* He wants to talk to you.

Katie: Who! WHO! TELL ME H-MAN!

Horatio: Speedle...

Katie: I don't wanna talk to that slugger. Put him on hold.

Horatio: For how long?

Katie: Until the battery dies.

Horatio: Okay. Hey Speed she won't talk to you.

[Miami]

Speed: Put her on.

Horatio: She wants me to put you on hold.

Speed: What? Why?

Horatio: I don't know but she called you a slugger.

Speed: Why?

Horatio: She's drunk.

Speed: Wow what a surprise. Put her on.

Horatio: I can't.

Speed: What do you mean you can't? You're Jesus.

Horatio: Well..That's true.

Speed: Forget it. I'll talk to her when she sobers up. *click*

Horatio: Hm..That's odd, we seem to have been disconnected.

Calleigh: I think he hung up on you.

Horatio: What? I'M JESUS! You can't hang up on Jesus! Pfft, let's see who answers his prayers now. *crosses arms*

TBC.......
 
hahaah oh man HOratio needs to come back down into the land that is reality...and of course this is the rt so its not reality and even though there Miami characters and that's not reality either....and i'm rambling so i'm just gonna say drunk katie rules! ANd seriously its H man's fault that he kept putting on his shades!
 
:lol: I have to admit, I loved Horatio's last line there. He's like a three year old. *sigh*

Hash Driven

[Miami, layout room]

Yelina: What are you doing?

Speed: I'm checking the personal effects.

Yelina: For what?

Speed: *grabs piece of paper* Well this is interesting.

Yelina: A piece of paper in her pocket. How is that interesting?

Speed: It's an appointment with the school psychiatrist.

Yelina: He never said he had an appointment with her.

Speed: Maybe he forgot about it while he was busy raping her.

Yelina: Are you okay?

Speed: I'm fine. I'll go call PD and have him picked up.

Yelina: Wait, wait no stop.

Speed: What?

Yelina: Just because he had an appointment with her, doesn't mean he commited the crime.

Speed: Do you think he's innocent?

Yelina: Do you think he's guilty?

Speed: ..You've been hanging around Horatio too much.

Yelina: I could say the same about you.

Speed: ...Let's just make sure we don't buy any shades.

Yelina: Deal.

[Hummerhome]

Katie: THE QUEEN OF THE SPIDER PEOPLE COMMANDS YOU!

Delko: *bows* All hail Queen Katie.

Horatio: Stop bowing.

Delko: *gets up* Sorry.

Katie: Hey I don't even remember why I was depressed in the first place! This is fun! Hey can we go rock climbing? I want to see if there are any cookies in the celing.

[8 pm, Pub]

Tripp: *sits down* I didn't know you came here.

Speed: I don't. *looks at glass*

Tripp: Gettin' your mind off of things?

Speed: In so many words.

Tripp: Yeah those child cases bug me too.

Speed: *nods* Yeah.

Tripp: So did you watch the game last night?

Speed: No, I was uh, at the lab last night.

Tripp: Well no wonder you're in here. You pulled a double.

Speed: *sigh* Mhm.

Tripp: Well tomorrow's another day I suppose.

Speed: *drinks* Hey uh, listen Frank do you have a number for a cab company?

Tripp: Had a little too much? Sure, sure I've got a few numbers.

Speed: Thanks.

Tripp: You come here in the Hummer?

Speed: *shakes head* Motorcycle.

Tripp: Well say no more. I wouldn't want to drive back to my place in that lil 'ol thing either after I've downed more than my fair share.

Speed: Yeah.

Tripp: You know, I used to come down here after I'd get into fights with my wife and all of that. And I just want you to know that it doesn't help to forget about your troubles like this. A good night sleep is all you need.

Speed: *frowns* Thanks Frank, I'll keep that in mind.

Tripp: Are you sure you wouldn't mind lettin' me give you a ride home?

Speed: *looks down at table* ...What home?

Tripp: Look, why don't we get you out of here.

Speed: No, I'm fine. Really.

Tripp: Now I've seen this a hundred times. Someone wants to stay for a few more drinks and then I end up getting called out to an accident.

Speed: I won't drive.

Tripp: That's what they all say. How long have you been in here anyway?

Speed: A couple of hours.

Tripp: You wanna talk about it?

Speed: Do you do this to everyone when you come in here?

Tripp: *blinks*

Speed: ...I'm sorry.

Tripp: Not a problem. Look, I have to head home to the wife. I'll see you tomorrow.

Speed: Yeah.

Tripp: Take care of yourself. *leaves*

Speed: *lays head on table*

TBC............
 
Hahaha awwwww! Speedy finally gets drunk and I'm not there to see it! Nice going oh oneness! Teehee QUeen of the Spider people! oh man that's hilarious. Oh and I said "secret cloud police" to my dad earlier and he called me crazy! lol. Update soon please!
 
Teehee. Aww poor guy. *hugs the computer screen* :lol:

All The Troubles Of My Day..

[Trace lab, 9 am]

Yelina: *walks in* Hey...You look...

Speed: Terrible I know.

Yelina: Well what can you do? Uh....Oh hey you were right about the psychiatrist. He's definetely hinky.

Speed: Great.

Yelina: I have a radio car out looking for him now.

Speed: Good.

Yelina: Are you going to get up to more than one word today?

Speed: Maybe.

Yelina: *smiles* Well, when you get there, you might want to check your messages.

Speed: Why?

Yelina: Horatio's been calling all morning.

Speed: I had my phone off last night.

Yelina: Well you had better call him back. *leaves*

Speed: *frowns* Great, what does he want. *dials*

[Hummerhome]

Horatio: Caine.

Speed: You called.

Horatio: Where were you last night? I was trying to call you.

Speed: I had my phoned turned off last night.

Horatio: Why? Where were you?

Speed: Is there a reason you called?

Horatio: We're coming back to Miami.

Speed: Why?

Horatio: Well it's going to take a few more days, but my tan is gone.

Speed: What tan?

Horatio: Exactly. *closes phone* Alright people, we're heading back to Miami so get up.

Delko: We are up.

Katie: Whoa did I get drunk last night?

Delko: Yeah but you weren't as fun as before.

Katie: HEY! Drunk Katie rules.

Anni: I think you need a bigger stage to be more entertaining.

Katie: Exactly. So next time we decide to get me plastered, we must find a large area.

Horatio: No one's going to get plastered.

Katie: Who were you on the phone with?

Horatio: I was talking to Speed. He sounds terrible.

Katie: Like how? Is he sick?

Horatio: No he's not sick. It just sounds like he had a rough night.

Delko: With a stripper?

Katie: *slaps Delko*

Delko: Ow.

Horatio: Anyway we'll be back there in three days.

Delko: How do you know it's going to be exactly three days? Why not three and a half? Or three and a quarter?

Horatio: Because I know all.

Delko: Well gee that explains everything.

[Miami]

[Hallway]

Tripp: Hey Speedle, did you get those personal effects back to the parents? They've been calling all morning.

Speed: No I haven't gotten around to it yet.

Tripp: Rough night?

Speed: You were there.

Tripp: How did you get home?

Speed: What are you, my wife?

Tripp: No way. She looks better in heels than I do.

Speed: Funny.

Tripp: You're not goin' by there again tonight are you?

Speed: Why did you reserve the entire bar for yourself?

Tripp: No. I was just wondering. This seems to be a habit of yours. I saw you there the day before.

Speed: It's really none of your business where I go after work.

Tripp: As a friend it is.

Speed: We're not friends.

Tripp: Ouch.

Speed: I have a case to investigate, can I leave?

Tripp: Go ahead.

Speed: Thanks. *leaves*

[Hummerhome]

Katie: Oh Eric I don't want to play Scrabble again.

Delko: But it was fun!

Katie: No it wasn't. It was a big blur.

Delko: Well...Blurs are fun.

Calleigh: I can't wait to get back to Miami. I'm sick of trees.

Anni: There are trees in Miami.

Calleigh: But I want to see the ocean.

Carly: Yeah and I kind of miss the rival gangs and dumb tourists.

Anni: Here here. *raises fist*

Katie: I have other reasons why I want to get back to Miami.

[Miami]

[3 hours later]

Yelina: I interviewed the psychiatrist again.

Speed: Yeah?

Yelina: Once I shoved that card in his face he flopped.

Speed: He laywered up.

Yelina: It's too bad. I had a few more questions.

Speed: Well the DNA recovered from the victim didn't turn up in CODIS.

Yelina: He's not registered?

Speed: Not yet he isn't.

Yelina: Oh, I had something else I needed to speak with you about.

Speed: Like what?

Yelina: Frank Tripp called me.

Speed: Good for him.

Yelina: He seemed concerned about you.

Speed: I told him a hundred times I don't swing that way.

Yelina: This isn't a joke.

Speed: I know. Sorry.

Yelina: Did you have anything to drink this morning?

Speed: Um...Does water count?

Yelina: I was leaning toward alcohol.

Speed: No.

Yelina: Are you sure?

Speed: Look I had a few drinks last night, and maybe that wasn't the best idea because I feel like an ashtray but I got to work on time and I'm doing my job.

Yelina: *nods* Okay. If you feel you're up to the job then I can't argue with it.

Speed: You're not going to kick me out?

Yelina: *smirks* This is where Horatio and I differ.

Speed: *nods*

Yelina: I'll be in my office. *leaves*

TBC.........
 
Awww Yelina Rules! And heck yes so does drunk Katie! lol


Speed: What are you, my wife?

Tripp: No way. She looks better in heels than I do.

teehee. Its true I do. lol. NO i really don't know, but I'm really hyper right now. And how cute are the scenes with Speed and Frank? *sighs* stupid writers! Update soon please!
 
Haha I love Frank. He's my hero. Well..Aside from Speedle and Horatio. :rolleyes: :p

I've Gone Over It A Thousand Times In My Head

[9 pm, bar]

Bartender: The usual?

Speed: Do you have anything stronger?

Bartender: That depends on how strung out you're planning on gettin'.

Speed: Anything's fine.

Bartender: No problem. *passes over mug*

Speed: Thanks. *drinks*

Bartender: It's your third night in here buddy. You got some issues?

Speed: Some.

Bartender: Yeah well we all have those.

Speed: You're not going to lecture me are you? Because I'm a big boy. I think I can handle it.

Bartender: No way man. I need the money.

Speed: At least you're honest.

Bartender: *sigh* Great you see those guys over there?

Speed: Yeah.

Bartender: They come in every night and make a buy. As if there aren't enough drugs on the streets already.

Speed: Yeah I've been watching them too.

Bartender: Lookin' to make a buy?

Speed: Not quite.

Bartender: You're a cop.

Speed: Not tonight I'm not.

Bartender: I hear ya.

Speed: Yeah.

Bartender: You have anyone back home?

Speed: *drinks* Mhm. I have a wife.

Bartender: Oh so that's the reason you're in here then.

Speed: It's not like that. I love her...I...Miss her.

Bartender: That's rough.

Speed: Yeah.

Bartender: Hey I've been there man. My girl went to the Netherlands to herd goats. She fell right off the mountain and busted three trees on the way down.

Speed: *looks up* ...*blank stare*

Bartender: Alright bad example.

Speed: My wife's not dead.

Bartender: Oh that's romantic.

Speed: What?

Bartender: And she's in a different city right?

Speed: Yeah.

Bartender: Well you're probably the strong, silent and sarcastic one right?

Speed: I guess.

Bartender: And now you're a pathetic waste of a human being.

Speed: Did you have a point?

Bartender: Well...Actually not really.

Speed: *shakes head* Wonderful.

Bartender: You know, instead of getting drunk you should go bang a stripper. That always makes me feel better.

Speed: Thanks for the offer but you're not my type.

Bartender: *laughs* You know what I mean. I know a great place downtown.

Speed: Yeah I know that place too. I investigated a murder there once. And it's not a strip club, it's a peep show. I'm not into that kind of thing.

Bartender: What are you into? Threesomes? Hookers?

Speed: *frowns* I love my wife and no one else.

Bartender: Too bad. Most guys would go for that peep stuff in a second if they're wives were gone.

Speed: Well then I guess I'm the black sheep.

Bartender: I guess you are.

TBC.........
 
Bartender: Hey I've been there man. My girl went to the Netherlands to herd goats. She fell right off the mountain and busted three trees on the way down.

HAHA, OMG! How much do I love this bartender? He's flippin hilarious! And awww Timmy decides to be faithful and again I'm not there. What'sup with that? lol. Update soon please!
 
Yeah! updates most important!

Missy: Good because I was testing you. *slaps Delko*

Delko: Ow. What was that for?

Missy: That was for dosing people.

Bad Delko! I'm taking the drugs and the coupons and I'm throwing them out the window! Yay, tanning in miami!! Kaite, we need to rescue your husband from the bar!
 
WOW GENI I DIDN'T oooppppss caps lock anyway i didn't nour bro was in jail for drugs..... and i can tell you from experience pot gives u a tiny hype sometimes then relaxs you, and when u come off it, u get major munchies... i ain't rpoud of myself i must admit.
 
Bad JC! Wait...never mind. I just about won a game of clue by default because everyone but me and my grandpa made inacurate accusations! But I won!
 
:lol: You guys are so random. It's awesome. And yeah, my brother's in jail. That's what happens when you're on meth. :rolleyes: According to him he got 'picked out of a crowd to go to jail' and then he got tied to a tree because he mouthed off at some gang members. :lol:

Anyway, more updates tomorrow so stay tuned or rather...Okay tuned. :)
 
Oh wow! Well, too bad for him, he drew the 'go to jail' card! and you're right, meth'll do that for you, unless you have the 'Horatio's get out of jail free card'! like speed tends to have! Update soon, please!
 
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