calleighspeedle
Coroner
This story is becoming more interesting...updates please. 
great update speed cochrane
keep up the good work you're doing a great job!
great update speed cochrane
keep up the good work you're doing a great job!
CSI:Miami Road Trip- We've Travelled a Long Way
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Yes it is cute. Very cute. ...*coughs* I have nothing to say so I'll just update. :lol:
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Save The Trouble
[Pearce House]
Mom: A what?
Speed: A gun.
Mom: Of course I don't own a gun.
Calleigh: We checked into your husband. He had a .45 caliber gun resistered to himself.
Mom: So? Whatever he did on his spare time was his business.
Speed: After he died, everything would have gone to you, including the gun. So why don't you tell us where it is.
Mom: *frowns* You're going to need a warrant.
Speed: Look, there's two ways we can do this. You can either give us the gun and rule you out, or you can wait until we come over here and turn your entire house upside down.
Mom: Yeah or you can take the gun and include me.
Calleigh: Is it the murder weapon?
Mom: No.
Calleigh: Then it shouldn't matter.
Mom: I'm not going to have you harassing my family. When's my daughter getting home?
Calleigh: She isn't. We're charging her.
Mom: On what grounds!
Speed: Falsifying a police report and hindering a murder investigation.
Mom: She's 17.
Calleigh: She broke the law.
Mom: Wait until my lawyer hears about this.
Speed: What do you care? It took you days to even file the missing person's report. Did you even know she was sneaking out to see him?
Mom: He kidnapped her.
Speed: She went with him very willingly.
Mom: I'm bringing her home right now. *walks to door*
Calleigh: PD's holding her. She's not going anywhere.
Mom: *frowns*
Speed: So how about that gun.
[Ballistics, one hour later]
Horatio: Progress on the gun?
Calleigh: *looks up from microscope* I compared the bullet recovered from Wolfe's head against the one I fired from Mrs. Pearce's gun.
Horatio: And?
Calleigh: They're a match.
Horatio: She shot him.
Calleigh: Her prints are all over the gun.
Horatio: Alright bring her in. I spoke to the DA about Alice. He wants to press charges against her.
Calleigh: Really?
Horatio: One year at a minimum security prison.
Calleigh: Couldn't you negotiate something else?
Horatio: That was the negotiation. He was about to give her 10 years up in Orlando without bail.
Calleigh: Well we did our job.
Horatio: We did. Good work. *leaves*
[Interview room]
Horatio: *walks in* I need you to stand up Alice.
Alice: Why? *stands*
Patrol cop: *walks in*
Alice: What's going on? Why am I being handcuffed?
Horatio: You're under arrest.
Alice: What? Where's my mom!
Horatio: She's going to be serving time for murder.
Alice: I don't want to go to jail!
Horatio: I'm sorry.
Alice: NO! LET ME GO!
Horatio: It would be in your best interest to cooperate.
Alice: *screaming*
Patrol cop: Lieutenant?
Horatio: Get as many people as you need.
Patrol cop: *grabs radio*
Alice: LET GO!
Patrol cop: Come on! Let's go.
Alice: *grabs pen* NO! *stabs cop*
Patrol cop: AH! *falls down*
Alice: *runs for door*
Speed: *catches Alice* Whoa.
Horatio: *walks over to patrol cop* Are you okay?
Patrol cop: She's psycho!
Horatio: We'll get you to a hospital.
Alice: LET ME GO! I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME! YOU SON OF A B-
Speed: HEY! SHUT YOUR MOUTH.
Alice: *closes mouth*
Speed: *grabs cuffs* You just assaulted a patrol officer so I suggest you smarten up and keep quiet before you get more time added to your sentence.
Alice: I-
Speed: I don't want to hear another word out of you.
Alice: BUT-
Speed: QUIET.
Alice: *angry sigh*
Speed: Go with this officer and behave.
Alice: *frowns*
Speed: NOW!
Alice: Fine.
Patrol cop2: *grabs Alice* Move it.
Horatio: *walks over* Well she was harder to get out of here than most 200 pound suspects.
Speed: Tell me about it. Is he okay?
Horatio: She got him in the leg.
Speed: Ouch.
Horatio: Did you send her mom up for booking?
Speed: Yeah. Did you talk to Eric?
Horatio: I found him in the layout room eating chocolate.
Speed: Does he know he was supposed to meet us at the scene?
Horatio: He said he got side-tracked.
Speed: Well that's Eric for you.
Horatio: I'll talk to him about it later.
Speed: Well I'll see you later.
Horatio: Good job Speed.
Speed: Yeah thanks. *leaves*
Horatio: *places on shades*
TBC........
And thanks
Save The Trouble
[Pearce House]
Mom: A what?
Speed: A gun.
Mom: Of course I don't own a gun.
Calleigh: We checked into your husband. He had a .45 caliber gun resistered to himself.
Mom: So? Whatever he did on his spare time was his business.
Speed: After he died, everything would have gone to you, including the gun. So why don't you tell us where it is.
Mom: *frowns* You're going to need a warrant.
Speed: Look, there's two ways we can do this. You can either give us the gun and rule you out, or you can wait until we come over here and turn your entire house upside down.
Mom: Yeah or you can take the gun and include me.
Calleigh: Is it the murder weapon?
Mom: No.
Calleigh: Then it shouldn't matter.
Mom: I'm not going to have you harassing my family. When's my daughter getting home?
Calleigh: She isn't. We're charging her.
Mom: On what grounds!
Speed: Falsifying a police report and hindering a murder investigation.
Mom: She's 17.
Calleigh: She broke the law.
Mom: Wait until my lawyer hears about this.
Speed: What do you care? It took you days to even file the missing person's report. Did you even know she was sneaking out to see him?
Mom: He kidnapped her.
Speed: She went with him very willingly.
Mom: I'm bringing her home right now. *walks to door*
Calleigh: PD's holding her. She's not going anywhere.
Mom: *frowns*
Speed: So how about that gun.
[Ballistics, one hour later]
Horatio: Progress on the gun?
Calleigh: *looks up from microscope* I compared the bullet recovered from Wolfe's head against the one I fired from Mrs. Pearce's gun.
Horatio: And?
Calleigh: They're a match.
Horatio: She shot him.
Calleigh: Her prints are all over the gun.
Horatio: Alright bring her in. I spoke to the DA about Alice. He wants to press charges against her.
Calleigh: Really?
Horatio: One year at a minimum security prison.
Calleigh: Couldn't you negotiate something else?
Horatio: That was the negotiation. He was about to give her 10 years up in Orlando without bail.
Calleigh: Well we did our job.
Horatio: We did. Good work. *leaves*
[Interview room]
Horatio: *walks in* I need you to stand up Alice.
Alice: Why? *stands*
Patrol cop: *walks in*
Alice: What's going on? Why am I being handcuffed?
Horatio: You're under arrest.
Alice: What? Where's my mom!
Horatio: She's going to be serving time for murder.
Alice: I don't want to go to jail!
Horatio: I'm sorry.
Alice: NO! LET ME GO!
Horatio: It would be in your best interest to cooperate.
Alice: *screaming*
Patrol cop: Lieutenant?
Horatio: Get as many people as you need.
Patrol cop: *grabs radio*
Alice: LET GO!
Patrol cop: Come on! Let's go.
Alice: *grabs pen* NO! *stabs cop*
Patrol cop: AH! *falls down*
Alice: *runs for door*
Speed: *catches Alice* Whoa.
Horatio: *walks over to patrol cop* Are you okay?
Patrol cop: She's psycho!
Horatio: We'll get you to a hospital.
Alice: LET ME GO! I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME! YOU SON OF A B-
Speed: HEY! SHUT YOUR MOUTH.
Alice: *closes mouth*
Speed: *grabs cuffs* You just assaulted a patrol officer so I suggest you smarten up and keep quiet before you get more time added to your sentence.
Alice: I-
Speed: I don't want to hear another word out of you.
Alice: BUT-
Speed: QUIET.
Alice: *angry sigh*
Speed: Go with this officer and behave.
Alice: *frowns*
Speed: NOW!
Alice: Fine.
Patrol cop2: *grabs Alice* Move it.
Horatio: *walks over* Well she was harder to get out of here than most 200 pound suspects.
Speed: Tell me about it. Is he okay?
Horatio: She got him in the leg.
Speed: Ouch.
Horatio: Did you send her mom up for booking?
Speed: Yeah. Did you talk to Eric?
Horatio: I found him in the layout room eating chocolate.
Speed: Does he know he was supposed to meet us at the scene?
Horatio: He said he got side-tracked.
Speed: Well that's Eric for you.
Horatio: I'll talk to him about it later.
Speed: Well I'll see you later.
Horatio: Good job Speed.
Speed: Yeah thanks. *leaves*
Horatio: *places on shades*
TBC........
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
H man does now he's in doors while he's putting on those shades doesn't he? Maybe he's the pshyco lol.....I mean...I love you H man! lol. And whoa Alice stabbed a cop I'm gonna have to quote Speed here and say "ouch" Great update, can't wiat for more.
CSI_Trainee
CSI Level One
Hey I wear my sunglasses indoors all the tiime..... i hate it whenits bright out and i hide where its dark... so are we getting back on the road now geni... great chapters by the way
calleighspeedle
Coroner
This story keeps on getting better!, I am sooo enjoying it.
Thanks for the good reviews. And when are we getting on the road again? I'm not sure...Acid Rain
[Trace lab]
Katie: *walks in* Hey there...You know it's 10 at night right?
Speed: *writing* I know.
Katie: And you know you're supposed to be at home right?
Speed: I'm just finishing up this paperwork.
Katie: Is the case bugging you?
Speed: *looks up* I don't know...*puts down pen* I just feel...Responsible for her.
Katie: Why?
Speed: I don't know.
Katie: She'll be fine.
Speed: You know, before you came along I never used to personalize cases.
Katie: What changed?
Speed: I did.
Katie: Nah, you're still the same hopless lamo that I first met in that grocery store.
Speed: Funny.
Katie: *wraps arms around Speed's neck* Ooooh so serious.
Speed: *smirks* At least one of us is.
Katie: Oh yeah?
Speed: Yeah.
Katie: Then why are you smirking?
Speed: I don't know, that always seems to happen when you touch me.
Katie: *laughs* Yeah right.
Speed: I have to go clock out.
[Locker room]
Speed: *opens locker*
Katie: *stops running* Oh boy that was a good run.
Speed: I'm sure it was. The Trace lab is 10 feet away.
Katie: I'm out of shape so sue me.
Speed: *looks down into locker*
Katie: Um...Good answer...Hello? Hello! *waves* Are you still in there?...Tim?...TIM!
Speed: *slams locker*
Katie: *jumps* WHOA there! You know those things need a minimal amount of muscle power to close them. It's like they were invented to be shut gently.
Speed: *looks at Katie*
Katie: ...Uh...*slowly backs up* Okay you're kind of freaking me out.
Speed: Really.
Katie: Yeah, really.
Speed: What are you doing?
Katie: I'm backing up because you're going to kill me.
Speed: I haven't touched you.
Katie: Are you going to?
Speed: *walks closer* Do you want me to?
Katie: Uh...
Delko: *walks in* Hey guys, you're still here?
Speed: We were just leaving.
Katie: We were?
Speed: You should have seen your face though. It was priceless.
Katie: *frowns* HEY.
Delko: What did you do?
Speed: She can't take a joke.
Katie: Um...That wasn't fair.
Speed: Why?
Katie: Because it scared me. Jokes are not supposed to scare me.
Speed: Come on let's go home.
Katie: Uh no. I'm not going anywhere with you.
Speed: I am not going to kill you.
Katie: How do you know?
Speed: Well because I'm in control of my actions and IT WAS A JOKE.
Katie: For it to be a joke, people have to be LAUGHING.
Delko: *laughing*
Speed: What's so funny?
Delko: You guys. You're hilarious.
Speed: What are you still doing here anyway?
Delko: I heard a locker door slam.
Speed: Well now that you've heard it you can leave.
Delko: Fine. I'm going. *leaves*
Katie: *crosses arms*
Speed: Oh come on.
Katie: There is a time and a place to make fun of me and it's not when we're alone in a locker room in the middle of the night with no witnesses.
Speed: Well I'm going to go home. You can either stay here in the middle of the night or you can get in the Hummer.
Katie: ...Fine.
Speed: And your face was priceless.
Katie: *punches Speed*
Speed: You punch like Eric.
Katie: *punches harder*
Speed: OW!
Katie: I was warming up.
Speed: Well next time warn me.
Katie: But your face was priceless.
Speed: Shut up.
Katie: *laughs*
Speed: *stops walking*
Katie: What? Why are we stopping? *looks outside* Oh my God. Is that Eric?
Speed: Stay here. *runs outside* Hey Eric? Eric are you okay?
Delko: *looks up* Someone shot me.
Speed: Uh yeah I can see that. Do you know who?
Delko: So this is what it feels like to be shot.
Speed: Who shot you.
Delko: I don't know. It's dark out.
Speed: Stop moving.
Delko: Can you see it?
Speed: Sorry I don't exactly have a flashlight on me. *looks around* I think it's your stomach.
Delko: Who does that near a crime lab? This isn't fair. I mean we just got finished with the last crime scene.
Speed: If you don't stop moving we'll have a whole new one.
Delko: Am I going to die?
Speed: Katie!
Katie: *runs up* Yeah?
Speed: Call rescue.
Katie: Is he going to die?
Speed: Uh if you just keep standing there he will.
Katie: Oh sorry. *grabs phone*
Speed: Okay Eric, look at me.
Delko: What difference does it make? I'm going to die.
Speed: You're not going to die. Just keep your eyes on me and...For God's sake don't move.
Delko: I can't feel my legs.
Speed: What?
Delko: *laughs* Nah I was just messin' with ya.
Speed: Will you stop that?
Delko: Sorry.
Katie: Ambulance should be here soon.
Speed: Okay. *looks down* Eric, Eric look at me.
Delko: What?
Speed: There's an ambulance on the way so I need you to hold on for just a few more minutes. Can you do that?
Delko: I guess.
Speed: Oh crap.
Delko: What?
Speed: *presses harder on wound*
Delko: OW!
Katie: What's wrong?
Speed: It won't stop bleeding.
Delko: Well yeah you're pushing on it.
Katie: Can you do something?
Speed: I uh...I don't know.
Katie: You've been shot enough times. You should know the drill by now.
Speed: Not helping.
Katie: Sorry.
Delko: I blame you.
Speed: What? Why?
Delko: You're like the Angle of Death.
Speed: You're not going to die.
Delko: But everything's getting dark.
Speed: Yeah because it's night. That's what happens when the sun goes down.
Delko: Oh. My bad.
Katie: Where's that ambulance?
Speed: I..I don't know, they should have been here by now right?
Katie: Maybe they got caught in traffic.
Delko: Lovely. Death by traffic jam.
Speed: Call them again.
Katie: I don't think th-
Speed: CALL THEM AGAIN!
Katie: Um...Okay. *dials*
Delko: Wow you sound more worried than me and I'm the one who's dying.
Speed: You're not dying.
Katie: I got off the phone with them. There is a traffic jam. What do we do now?
Speed: Get one of the Hummers. We'll take him there ourself.
Katie: Ew, I don't want to touch his gaping wound.
Speed: You drive, I'll stay in the back with him.
Katie: Wow, you're letting me drive?
Speed: GO GET A HUMMER!
Katie: I'm going geez. *runs off*
Speed: Oh God.
Delko: It's not stopping?
Speed: It's getting worse.
Delko: Wow way to comfort me man.
[Hummer drives up erratically]
Delko: I hope she can at least stay in the lanes.
Speed: Okay man this is going to hurt like a bitch but we need to get you up in there.
Delko: Why couldn't they have made smaller Hummers?
Speed: Katie grab his feet.
Katie: Okay. *grabs Delko*
Speed: Okay...Go.
Delko: OW! OW! OW!
Speed: *Gets in Hummer* Are you okay?
Delko: You weren't lying. That did hurt.
Speed: Katie, floor it.
Katie: But what if we get pulled over for speeding?
Speed: Turn on the sirens.
Katie: Oh cool. *presses buttons*
Speed: GO ALREADY!
Katie: I am, I am.
Delko: Oh hey it doesn't hurt anymore.
Speed: I hate to break it to you man, but that's not a good thing.
Delko: It isn't?
Speed: No.
Delko: Well dang.
TBC........
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
OH man, Delko should be the one to get shot more often because its hilarious.
Katie: You've been shot enough times. You should know the drill by now.
Speed: Not helping.
haha, that cracked me up. And seriously Delko needs to STOP runing the moment lol.
Speed: And your face was priceless.
Katie: *punches Speed*
Speed: You punch like Eric.
Katie: *punches harder*
Speed: OW!
Katie: I was warming up.
Speed: Well next time warn me.
Katie: But your face was priceless.
haha, oh man that hade me laughing til like...Ok i'm still laughing lol. Update soon please.
Katie: You've been shot enough times. You should know the drill by now.
Speed: Not helping.
haha, that cracked me up. And seriously Delko needs to STOP runing the moment lol.
Speed: And your face was priceless.
Katie: *punches Speed*
Speed: You punch like Eric.
Katie: *punches harder*
Speed: OW!
Katie: I was warming up.
Speed: Well next time warn me.
Katie: But your face was priceless.
haha, oh man that hade me laughing til like...Ok i'm still laughing lol. Update soon please.
:lol: I can't believe it took me 2 hours to write that. What in the world happened?
Shootin' Whiskey
[On The Road]
Katie: Ugh people in this city don't know what sirens mean. *honks horn* How's he doin' back there?
Speed: He's not responding.
Katie: Is he dead?
Speed: No.
Katie: So how do you get to the hospital?
Speed: You had better be joking.
Katie: Well I'm not.
Speed: Take the next left and then keep going until you see the Intercontinental building and then take the next right past the Burger King until you come up to a really big hotel. Take the next left and then it's right there.
Katie: What was the thing after the next left?
Speed: What?
Katie: Nevermind I got it. Is he dead yet?
Speed: Can you stop asking that?
Katie: I need to know.
Speed: You need to drive.
Katie: I am driving. Oh hey I see the hospital.
Speed: Drive right into the emergency access.
Katie: But it's for ambulances.
Speed: We're in a Hummer, it's alright.
Katie: Whatever you say.
[Hospital]
[Waiting room]
Katie: So...This wasn't really what I had in mind when I was thinking we should spend more time together.
Speed: What did you have in mind?
Katie: I don't know...A nice weekend away from everything in the bahamas.
Speed: The bahamas? I'm not made of money.
Katie: Well we need to go someplace where we'll be alone.....Right?
Speed: Whatever you say.
Katie: You don't want to spend the weekend together?
Speed: That's not what I said.
Katie: Oh ew that ugly baby is staring at me.
Speed: It's not staring at you.
Katie: Yes it is.
Speed: Stop being so loud. It's mother can probably hear you.
Woman: *looks up*
Katie: We were just saying how beautiful your baby is.
Woman: *lifts brow*
Speed: Yeah you can look away now.
Woman: *walks away*
Speed: You are so rude.
Katie: I'm not rude.
Speed: You can't call babies ugly.
Katie: Yes I can. I can call anyone ugly.
Speed: What if they're not ugly?
Katie: Then they don't belong on a planet full of ugly people.
Speed: Does that mean I'm ugly?
Katie: Well you're the exception.
Speed: Nice try.
Katie: So where do you want to go on vacation?
Speed: Vacation? With you? I don't think so.
Katie: Why not?
Speed: Because you'd want to do stuff like...Pick seashells or something. I like to rest.
Katie: Tim...
Speed: What?
Katie: You're not 60. You're 34. Act your age. Or at least act like a man.
Speed: So what you want to walk on the beach, get chased around the room and then have hot animal love?
Katie: ....That's an interesting way to put it.
Speed: Or oh! We can go to a strip club.
Katie: Ew no.
Speed: I thought so.
Katie: So describe this hot animal love.
Speed: ...I changed my mind.
Katie: You can't change your mind. You had something good going on there.
Speed: No, I was thinking more along the lines of something more romantic than that.
Katie: Really. Like what?
Speed: Oh I'd tell you but then it wouldn't be a surprise.
Katie: So you're going to take me somewhere?
Speed: Maybe...In the distant future.
Katie: Distant? Great so I'll be 80.
Speed: I didn't mean that far ahead in time.
Katie: Well how far did you mean?
Speed: If you keep bugging me, you'll never know.
Katie: But you never tell me anyway so I might as well bug you.
Doctor: Are you two the ones who brought in Eric Delko?
Speed: *stands* Yeah.
Doctor: We removed the bullet.
Katie: Is he okay?
Doctor: For now. He's stable.
Speed: *sigh* Good.
Doctor: We'll keep him overnight and then we'll see what happens. *leaves*
Katie: Well that's good.
Speed: Yeah it is.
Katie: Hey you have blood on your hands still. *grabs napkin and wets it under waterfountain*
Speed: I can clean it off when we get home.
Katie: Don't worry about it. *wipes Speed's hands*
Speed: *looks down* ...
Katie: *looks up* ...
Speed: *smirks*
Katie: *blushes* Well uh...We should be getting home then.
Speed: Probably.
Katie: Did you want to drive now?
Speed: I wouldn't have it any other way.
Katie: Cute.
TBC........
Shootin' Whiskey
[On The Road]
Katie: Ugh people in this city don't know what sirens mean. *honks horn* How's he doin' back there?
Speed: He's not responding.
Katie: Is he dead?
Speed: No.
Katie: So how do you get to the hospital?
Speed: You had better be joking.
Katie: Well I'm not.
Speed: Take the next left and then keep going until you see the Intercontinental building and then take the next right past the Burger King until you come up to a really big hotel. Take the next left and then it's right there.
Katie: What was the thing after the next left?
Speed: What?
Katie: Nevermind I got it. Is he dead yet?
Speed: Can you stop asking that?
Katie: I need to know.
Speed: You need to drive.
Katie: I am driving. Oh hey I see the hospital.
Speed: Drive right into the emergency access.
Katie: But it's for ambulances.
Speed: We're in a Hummer, it's alright.
Katie: Whatever you say.
[Hospital]
[Waiting room]
Katie: So...This wasn't really what I had in mind when I was thinking we should spend more time together.
Speed: What did you have in mind?
Katie: I don't know...A nice weekend away from everything in the bahamas.
Speed: The bahamas? I'm not made of money.
Katie: Well we need to go someplace where we'll be alone.....Right?
Speed: Whatever you say.
Katie: You don't want to spend the weekend together?
Speed: That's not what I said.
Katie: Oh ew that ugly baby is staring at me.
Speed: It's not staring at you.
Katie: Yes it is.
Speed: Stop being so loud. It's mother can probably hear you.
Woman: *looks up*
Katie: We were just saying how beautiful your baby is.
Woman: *lifts brow*
Speed: Yeah you can look away now.
Woman: *walks away*
Speed: You are so rude.
Katie: I'm not rude.
Speed: You can't call babies ugly.
Katie: Yes I can. I can call anyone ugly.
Speed: What if they're not ugly?
Katie: Then they don't belong on a planet full of ugly people.
Speed: Does that mean I'm ugly?
Katie: Well you're the exception.
Speed: Nice try.
Katie: So where do you want to go on vacation?
Speed: Vacation? With you? I don't think so.
Katie: Why not?
Speed: Because you'd want to do stuff like...Pick seashells or something. I like to rest.
Katie: Tim...
Speed: What?
Katie: You're not 60. You're 34. Act your age. Or at least act like a man.
Speed: So what you want to walk on the beach, get chased around the room and then have hot animal love?
Katie: ....That's an interesting way to put it.
Speed: Or oh! We can go to a strip club.
Katie: Ew no.
Speed: I thought so.
Katie: So describe this hot animal love.
Speed: ...I changed my mind.
Katie: You can't change your mind. You had something good going on there.
Speed: No, I was thinking more along the lines of something more romantic than that.
Katie: Really. Like what?
Speed: Oh I'd tell you but then it wouldn't be a surprise.
Katie: So you're going to take me somewhere?
Speed: Maybe...In the distant future.
Katie: Distant? Great so I'll be 80.
Speed: I didn't mean that far ahead in time.
Katie: Well how far did you mean?
Speed: If you keep bugging me, you'll never know.
Katie: But you never tell me anyway so I might as well bug you.
Doctor: Are you two the ones who brought in Eric Delko?
Speed: *stands* Yeah.
Doctor: We removed the bullet.
Katie: Is he okay?
Doctor: For now. He's stable.
Speed: *sigh* Good.
Doctor: We'll keep him overnight and then we'll see what happens. *leaves*
Katie: Well that's good.
Speed: Yeah it is.
Katie: Hey you have blood on your hands still. *grabs napkin and wets it under waterfountain*
Speed: I can clean it off when we get home.
Katie: Don't worry about it. *wipes Speed's hands*
Speed: *looks down* ...
Katie: *looks up* ...
Speed: *smirks*
Katie: *blushes* Well uh...We should be getting home then.
Speed: Probably.
Katie: Did you want to drive now?
Speed: I wouldn't have it any other way.
Katie: Cute.
TBC........
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
"I wouldn't have it any other way" why does that sound so familiar? lol. And yay! Delkipoo's ok! That's good. because if he died Speed would have no one to call a moron, or a retard or just plain make fun of him lol. And HEY! The Bahamas sound like a good idea. lol.
Speed: So what you want to walk on the beach, get chased around the room and then have hot animal love?
Katie: ....That's an interesting way to put it.
Speed: Or oh! We can go to a strip club.
Katie: Ew no.
hahaha, animal love! Didn't drunk Katie say that once? lol. Update soon please!
Speed: So what you want to walk on the beach, get chased around the room and then have hot animal love?
Katie: ....That's an interesting way to put it.
Speed: Or oh! We can go to a strip club.
Katie: Ew no.
hahaha, animal love! Didn't drunk Katie say that once? lol. Update soon please!
Oh but there is much more to the Delko situation. Muaha. Teehee. More to come soon.
Here it is.
Every Story Has It's Beginning
[Speed/Katie's house]
Katie: *sits on couch*
Speed: *sits on couch*
Katie: Hey you have blood on your shirt.
Speed: Yeah I know.
Katie: I hope Eric is okay.
Speed: He's in good hands.
Katie: So um...We had a little...Thing in that waiting room there.
Speed: A thing?
Katie: When I was cleaning off your hand.
Speed: Well the last time I checked we were in love.
Katie: I can't believe you can still make me blush.
Speed: I am a man of many talents.
Katie: *holds Speed's hand* Yes you are. Hey let's watch tv.
Speed: What do you want to watch?
Katie: I don't know.
Speed: *sigh* Alright. *grabs remote*
Katie: No I don't want to watch that show.
Speed: Why not?
Katie: It's a horror movie.
Speed: So?
Katie: So it's scary.
Speed: Fine. How about this channel?
Katie: The cooking channel? That's like watchng tar run down a hill.
Speed: How about this one?
Katie: That's cartoons.
Speed: ...Yeah I know that. I have eyes too.
Katie: It's stupid. I want to raise my IQ.
Speed: Fine, how about this one?
Katie: The discovery channel? Ew.
Speed: Well you wanted your IQ raised.
Katie: No, people watch this when they already have their IQ raised.
Speed: How about this channel?
Katie: Um...Tim...That's porn.
Speed: So it is.
Katie: *slaps Speed*
Speed: Well I wasn't watching it. *flips channel*
Katie: Yes you were.
Speed: No I wasn't.
Katie: Yes you were.
Speed: No I wasn't.
Katie: I was.
Speed: No I...What? Why?
Katie: My eyes were stuck to the screen and you were taking forever to change the channel.
Speed: I was not taking forever.
Katie: Yes you were. It was like five seconds.
Speed: Yeah that's five seconds, not forever.
Katie: It was a very long five seconds. Why are we watching the news?
Speed: Because it's the news channel.
Katie: It's boring.
Speed: Yeah it's what grownups watch.
Katie: *frowns*
Speed: But don't worry because we're not grownups.
Katie: Nice save.
Speed: I was going to interject it in there somewhere.
Katie: *slaps Speed*
Speed: Ow.
Katie: This is boring. Go back to the porn channel.
Speed: It's not a porn channel. That was a movie and why?
Katie: It's something to watch.
Speed: *sigh* Fine. *flips back*
Katie: Wow they're still going at it? It's been like five minutes.
Speed: It's a movie.
Katie: ...Hey I've done that.
Speed: Don't flatter yourself.
Katie: HEY. I'm awesome.
Speed: Sure you are.
Katie: Are you not even watching this? You'll learn a few things.
Speed: I'm watching the floor.
Katie: Why?
Speed: Because I don't want to watch this.
Katie: Why didn't you just say something?
Speed: You'd slap me again.
Katie: The queen of the spider people commands you to watch.
Speed: I don't see her anywhere.
Katie: She's out having a few beers.
Speed: I thought so.
Katie: ...Wow they are STILL going at it.
Speed: Good for them.
Katie: Are you still watching the floor?
Speed: Yeah.
Katie: Fine just change the channel.
Speed: *flips channel*
Katie: This is the food channel again.
Speed: Yeah and now you get to watch something you don't want to watch for a while.
Katie: Fine.
[10 minutes later]
Katie: I want cake.
Speed: Is that because you just saw them make a cake?
Katie: ....No.
Speed: Liar.
Katie: Hey let's have some margaritas.
Speed: It's midnight. We're not having margaritas.
Katie: But they look so good on the tv.
Speed: Thats because it's tv. They're supposed to look good.
Katie: Why can't we have an oven that big?
Speed: None of us cook.
Katie: You cook.
Speed: Not very well.
Katie: You make great chocolate chip pancakes.
Speed: Gee I love it when you talk dirty.
Katie: *slaps Speed*
Speed: Ow.
Katie: OH! I WANT THAT! *points at screen*
Speed: Marble countertops?
Katie: No the thing that's on them.
Speed: Knives?
Katie: They look shiny.
Speed: I'm not sure I want to buy you knives.
Katie: Hey look a music informercial.
Speed: I hate those.
Katie: Ooooh love songs.
Speed: Good lord.
Katie: Hey I liked the classic rock ones. And I liked the country music ones. I didn't know they had a love songs collection.
Speed: Well you do now.
Katie: Pass me the phone.
Speed: You're not buying the love songs colletion.
Katie: I wasn't going to. I was going to buy...A pizza.
Speed: At midnight.
Katie: Why not?
Speed: They're not open.
Katie: We should open up a midnight pizza place.
Speed: So crazy people like you can order pizza?
Katie: Exactly. And I'm not crazy.
Speed: Whatever you say.
Katie: Aww that's so cute. Look at that couple by that fireplace.
Speed: Their cotton sweaters are going to catch fire.
Katie: Why can't we ever do that?
Speed: Because I don't own a cotton sweater.
Katie: No, have a romantic evening.
Speed: We don't need one.
Katie: Why not?
Speed: Because we don't.
Katie: You never do anything romantic.
Speed: Sure I do.
Katie: Name one thing.
Speed: ...
Katie: HA.
Speed: Well what do you want me to do? Whisper sweet nothings in your ear?
Katie: I don't even know what sweet nothings are.
Speed: *rolls eyes*
Katie: OH! A massage!
Speed: ...I don't think so.
Katie: That's romantic right?
Speed: It's more of a chore.
Katie: Well you think of something better.
Speed: How about going to sleep because Tim's tired.
Katie: That's a terrible idea.
Speed: *closes eyes* Goodnight.
Katie: Hey. That's not fair.
Speed: Too bad.
Katie: Seriously, wake up.
Speed: No.
Katie: You're awake. You're still talking. Fine. *lays on Speed's chest*
Speed: *opens eyes* ...
Katie: Are you awake?
Speed: Why would you say that?
Katie: You just kind of...Stopped breathing.
Speed: Maybe I died.
Katie: Very funny. *sits up* Hey let's do something fun.
Speed: ...Like what?
Katie: I don't know...Knock on people's doors and then run away.
Speed: That's illegal.
Katie: And that's why it's fun.
Speed: No.
Katie: Let's play hide and seek.
Speed: Okay go hide. I'll stay here.
Katie: *slaps Speed*
Speed: OW.
Katie: Don't you even like me anymore?
Speed: Why?
Katie: Well you're being mean.
Speed: I'm not being mean. I'm being tired.
Katie: Well get un-tired.
Speed: Give me about 8 to 10 hours and we're set.
Katie: Tim...
Speed: *sigh*
Katie: Didn't you want a baby?
Speed: Is that an offer?
Katie: No but you wanted one right?
Speed: Yeah.
Katie: Why?
Speed: Why not?
Katie: Because it's a big responsibility.
Speed: I'm aware of that.
Katie: I thought we were going to wait a while.
Speed: If you want to wait then that's fine.
Katie: Well I do want to wait. I'm just not ready for all of that...Again.
Speed: Fair enough.
Katie: ...Do we have any chocolate sauce?
Speed: *lifts brow* I don't think so.
Katie: Dang. I wanted cake.
Speed: *turns off tv* Okay that infomercial is going to rot my brain.
Katie: I want cake. *gets up*
Speed: *Pulls Katie back onto couch* No.
Katie: Well hey now...I'm on your lap.
Speed: Fall properly next time.
Katie: Maybe I meant to fall this way.
Speed: Sure you did.
Katie: Maybe we should get this shirt with Eric's blood all over it, off of you.
Speed: *smirks*
TBC........
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More to come soon.Here it is.
Every Story Has It's Beginning
[Speed/Katie's house]
Katie: *sits on couch*
Speed: *sits on couch*
Katie: Hey you have blood on your shirt.
Speed: Yeah I know.
Katie: I hope Eric is okay.
Speed: He's in good hands.
Katie: So um...We had a little...Thing in that waiting room there.
Speed: A thing?
Katie: When I was cleaning off your hand.
Speed: Well the last time I checked we were in love.
Katie: I can't believe you can still make me blush.
Speed: I am a man of many talents.
Katie: *holds Speed's hand* Yes you are. Hey let's watch tv.
Speed: What do you want to watch?
Katie: I don't know.
Speed: *sigh* Alright. *grabs remote*
Katie: No I don't want to watch that show.
Speed: Why not?
Katie: It's a horror movie.
Speed: So?
Katie: So it's scary.
Speed: Fine. How about this channel?
Katie: The cooking channel? That's like watchng tar run down a hill.
Speed: How about this one?
Katie: That's cartoons.
Speed: ...Yeah I know that. I have eyes too.
Katie: It's stupid. I want to raise my IQ.
Speed: Fine, how about this one?
Katie: The discovery channel? Ew.
Speed: Well you wanted your IQ raised.
Katie: No, people watch this when they already have their IQ raised.
Speed: How about this channel?
Katie: Um...Tim...That's porn.
Speed: So it is.
Katie: *slaps Speed*
Speed: Well I wasn't watching it. *flips channel*
Katie: Yes you were.
Speed: No I wasn't.
Katie: Yes you were.
Speed: No I wasn't.
Katie: I was.
Speed: No I...What? Why?
Katie: My eyes were stuck to the screen and you were taking forever to change the channel.
Speed: I was not taking forever.
Katie: Yes you were. It was like five seconds.
Speed: Yeah that's five seconds, not forever.
Katie: It was a very long five seconds. Why are we watching the news?
Speed: Because it's the news channel.
Katie: It's boring.
Speed: Yeah it's what grownups watch.
Katie: *frowns*
Speed: But don't worry because we're not grownups.
Katie: Nice save.
Speed: I was going to interject it in there somewhere.
Katie: *slaps Speed*
Speed: Ow.
Katie: This is boring. Go back to the porn channel.
Speed: It's not a porn channel. That was a movie and why?
Katie: It's something to watch.
Speed: *sigh* Fine. *flips back*
Katie: Wow they're still going at it? It's been like five minutes.
Speed: It's a movie.
Katie: ...Hey I've done that.
Speed: Don't flatter yourself.
Katie: HEY. I'm awesome.
Speed: Sure you are.
Katie: Are you not even watching this? You'll learn a few things.
Speed: I'm watching the floor.
Katie: Why?
Speed: Because I don't want to watch this.
Katie: Why didn't you just say something?
Speed: You'd slap me again.
Katie: The queen of the spider people commands you to watch.
Speed: I don't see her anywhere.
Katie: She's out having a few beers.
Speed: I thought so.
Katie: ...Wow they are STILL going at it.
Speed: Good for them.
Katie: Are you still watching the floor?
Speed: Yeah.
Katie: Fine just change the channel.
Speed: *flips channel*
Katie: This is the food channel again.
Speed: Yeah and now you get to watch something you don't want to watch for a while.
Katie: Fine.
[10 minutes later]
Katie: I want cake.
Speed: Is that because you just saw them make a cake?
Katie: ....No.
Speed: Liar.
Katie: Hey let's have some margaritas.
Speed: It's midnight. We're not having margaritas.
Katie: But they look so good on the tv.
Speed: Thats because it's tv. They're supposed to look good.
Katie: Why can't we have an oven that big?
Speed: None of us cook.
Katie: You cook.
Speed: Not very well.
Katie: You make great chocolate chip pancakes.
Speed: Gee I love it when you talk dirty.
Katie: *slaps Speed*
Speed: Ow.
Katie: OH! I WANT THAT! *points at screen*
Speed: Marble countertops?
Katie: No the thing that's on them.
Speed: Knives?
Katie: They look shiny.
Speed: I'm not sure I want to buy you knives.
Katie: Hey look a music informercial.
Speed: I hate those.
Katie: Ooooh love songs.
Speed: Good lord.
Katie: Hey I liked the classic rock ones. And I liked the country music ones. I didn't know they had a love songs collection.
Speed: Well you do now.
Katie: Pass me the phone.
Speed: You're not buying the love songs colletion.
Katie: I wasn't going to. I was going to buy...A pizza.
Speed: At midnight.
Katie: Why not?
Speed: They're not open.
Katie: We should open up a midnight pizza place.
Speed: So crazy people like you can order pizza?
Katie: Exactly. And I'm not crazy.
Speed: Whatever you say.
Katie: Aww that's so cute. Look at that couple by that fireplace.
Speed: Their cotton sweaters are going to catch fire.
Katie: Why can't we ever do that?
Speed: Because I don't own a cotton sweater.
Katie: No, have a romantic evening.
Speed: We don't need one.
Katie: Why not?
Speed: Because we don't.
Katie: You never do anything romantic.
Speed: Sure I do.
Katie: Name one thing.
Speed: ...
Katie: HA.
Speed: Well what do you want me to do? Whisper sweet nothings in your ear?
Katie: I don't even know what sweet nothings are.
Speed: *rolls eyes*
Katie: OH! A massage!
Speed: ...I don't think so.
Katie: That's romantic right?
Speed: It's more of a chore.
Katie: Well you think of something better.
Speed: How about going to sleep because Tim's tired.
Katie: That's a terrible idea.
Speed: *closes eyes* Goodnight.
Katie: Hey. That's not fair.
Speed: Too bad.
Katie: Seriously, wake up.
Speed: No.
Katie: You're awake. You're still talking. Fine. *lays on Speed's chest*
Speed: *opens eyes* ...
Katie: Are you awake?
Speed: Why would you say that?
Katie: You just kind of...Stopped breathing.
Speed: Maybe I died.
Katie: Very funny. *sits up* Hey let's do something fun.
Speed: ...Like what?
Katie: I don't know...Knock on people's doors and then run away.
Speed: That's illegal.
Katie: And that's why it's fun.
Speed: No.
Katie: Let's play hide and seek.
Speed: Okay go hide. I'll stay here.
Katie: *slaps Speed*
Speed: OW.
Katie: Don't you even like me anymore?
Speed: Why?
Katie: Well you're being mean.
Speed: I'm not being mean. I'm being tired.
Katie: Well get un-tired.
Speed: Give me about 8 to 10 hours and we're set.
Katie: Tim...
Speed: *sigh*
Katie: Didn't you want a baby?
Speed: Is that an offer?
Katie: No but you wanted one right?
Speed: Yeah.
Katie: Why?
Speed: Why not?
Katie: Because it's a big responsibility.
Speed: I'm aware of that.
Katie: I thought we were going to wait a while.
Speed: If you want to wait then that's fine.
Katie: Well I do want to wait. I'm just not ready for all of that...Again.
Speed: Fair enough.
Katie: ...Do we have any chocolate sauce?
Speed: *lifts brow* I don't think so.
Katie: Dang. I wanted cake.
Speed: *turns off tv* Okay that infomercial is going to rot my brain.
Katie: I want cake. *gets up*
Speed: *Pulls Katie back onto couch* No.
Katie: Well hey now...I'm on your lap.
Speed: Fall properly next time.
Katie: Maybe I meant to fall this way.
Speed: Sure you did.
Katie: Maybe we should get this shirt with Eric's blood all over it, off of you.
Speed: *smirks*
TBC........
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CSI_in_training
CSI Level Two
Oh WOW!!!. My internet died for like three days now andI was sooooooo sad T_T T_T But I'm back. Missed you all!
CSI_Trainee
CSI Level One
Great updates geni, sorry i wandered from my puter cause i herd weird noises coming from downstairs and went to investigate, and got sidetracked. Teehee can't wait for more.
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