You know, the writers for Miami should take my advice and bring back characters like...Oh..Stuart Otis. I mean, they brough back old Ned and I was VERY happy.
And..This has nothing to do with anything so I'm going to update now.
I Remembered So Many Things, The Glory That You Bring
[FBI Forensics Division]
Sandra: *walks out into lab* So this is the Miami team huh?
Horatio: One in the same.
Sandra: Good to meet you.
Calleigh: How long has this been down here?
Sandra: A few years. We have one stationed in New York and another one in California.
Horatio: Covering all your bases I see.
Sandra: I take it you don't like the FBI...Lieutenant.
Horatio: It's not my favorite place to come with evidence.
Sandra: I assure you we're on your side.
Calleigh: I'll go get Carly, JC and Katie.
Horatio: Good.
Sandra: Would you like a tour of our facilities?
Horatio: I'd like to get my crime scene processed if that's alright with you.
Sandra: There are some things we need to discuss before that can happen.
Horatio: Such as?
Sandra: Such as who's in charge here. You might be in charge of your team and your lab but in this lab I'm in charge. Got it?
Horatio: I'm here to do my job, not pull rank.
Sandra: Good. Once the rest of your team gets in here, we'll get to the crime scene.
[JC, Katie and Carly walk in]
JC: Alright let's get started. I'm pumped.
Carly: You're pumped to pick up stuff and swab things?
JC: Did you see what we did to that hotel room a while back?
Carly: Yeah I almost died from the fingerprint powder.
Katie: *frowns* I don't like her.
JC: Like who?
Katie: That...Sandra person. She has her long curly brunette hair, and her bright green eyes and her..Short skirt and high heels.
JC: ...So?
Katie: It's distracting.
JC: You're distracted by her?
Katie: No. She'll probably ring her little bell and all the guy will come running.
Carly: You're the only one who has a problem with her.
Katie: She's in love with my husband remember?
Carly: Oh great, you're not going to pummel her are you?
Katie: I haven't decided.
JC: Let it go. She probably doesn't like him anymore.
Katie: Then why is she flirting with him?
JC: They're looking over a map.
Katie: She's touching his arm!
JC: No she isn't. Stop being paranoid.
Katie: I can't.
Carly: It's not like she's going to shove him against a Hummer again.
Katie: *crosses arms* If she does, she's gator meat.
Carly: You know in most cultures that's considered as murder and it's illegal.
Katie: Look at her! With her perfect smile and full lips and shampoo commercial worthy hair! She's better than me!
JC: She's not better than anyone.
Katie: Oh yeah? Oh yeah? Oh yeah?
JC: Yeah.
[Few feet away]
Sandra: Okay so we'll start here and then work our way down this way.
Speed: Sounds good.
Sandra: Is that your wife over there?
Speed: *looks up* Uh...I'm sorry I'll take her outside.
Sandra: No it's okay. I know she doesn't like me and it's understandable.
Speed: Yeah I'd watch my step around her if I were you.
Sandra: Why?
Speed: She's...Fiesty.
Sandra: She won't hurt me right?
Speed: Well she probably won't...Kill you...I think.
Sandra: You'll protect me right?
Speed: I'm afraid you're on your own.
Katie: *runs over* HEY MISS SANDRA!
Sandra: Um..Yes?
Katie: What's the hold up? I want to pick up things and swab stuff!
Sandra: I was just getting ready to leave.
Katie: Good. Chop chop. *claps*
Sandra: Did you just tell me to 'chop chop'?
Katie: HECK YES.
Speed: *frowns* Come here.
Katie: Why?
Speed: *grabs Katie*
[Few meters away]
Speed: You are going to treat her with respect, understand?
Katie: But she's a tramp!
Speed: I don't care. You don't talk to the head of an FBI division like that.
Katie: If she lays one hand on you she's dead.
Speed: Don't.
Katie: ..Fine.
Speed: Everyone else is waiting so get in the Hummer.
Katie: Why do you get to order me around?
Speed: Because I outrank you.
Katie: Funny how you drop that whole 'husband' title in the field. You men are all the same.
Speed: Move it.
Katie: Fine I'm going. *leaves*
[Crime scene, outside crime lab]
Horatio: Alright, blood trail leads right here.
Speed: *takes pictures* He was running.
Carly: Obviously he saw someone.
Calleigh: Tire treads.
Sandra: Drive-by shooting?
Calleigh: Maybe.
Horatio: Okay I want everyone to canvas the scene. Spread out.
Katie: I'll go with Miss Sandra over here.
JC: Don't start fights.
Katie: I won't. But I can't help it if she happens to fall into a dirty gutter.
JC: *shakes head* You're so weird.
[Along the road]
Sandra: We have to find any other treads that match the ones detective Duquesne found.
Katie: Yeah I know. I've done this before.
Sandra: This is a nice area. Probably isn't a lot of crime.
Katie: Well no one would be dumb enough to break the law right in front of a crime lab.
Sandra: Unless they knew they wouldn't get caught.
Katie: Gee aren't
you full of theories?
Sandra: *stops walking* Do you have a problem with me?
Katie: Not at all. I'm like this with everyone.
Sandra: I doubt that.
Katie: Oh so you know me now? Well you must be psychic or something.
Sandra: Let's just work okay?
Katie: Fine.
[10 minutes later]
Katie: That's a nice skirt. It's really short. The guys must love it.
Sandra: I'm used to short skirts.
Katie: Really. Were you a stripper or a porn star?
Sandra: I used to work at an agency that tempted cheating men.
Katie: Well that explains everything....Wait, did you work with Jack rabbit?
Sandra: Who?
Katie: Bruno.
Sandra: Yeah why?
Katie: HAHA oh man I LOVE THAT GUY.
Sandra: He's a real piece of work.
Katie: Yeah but he cracks me up.
Sandra: Well the point is, I quit that job. People shouldn't try and tempt people. It's cruel.
Katie: OH really.
Sandra: It's entrapment, it's cornering someone.
Katie: They could just say no.
Sandra: That's the thing, with the way we do things, they couldn't.
Katie: And you thought that was immoral and wrong. So you just..Went to the FBI to help people? Pfft yeah right.
Sandra: I'd rather help people then condemn them.
Katie: I take it you tried to 'tempt' Speed then.
Sandra: You're married and you're not even on a first name basis?
Katie: I'm trying to stay professional.
Sandra: Look, it was my job.
Katie: Good for you.
Sandra: For what it's worth, it didn't work.
Katie: Maybe you were just bad at your job.
Sandra: *smiles* I was not bad at my job.
Katie: Oh yeah?
Sandra: Yeah.
Katie: Well....YEAH.
Sandra: Nice one.
Katie: Thanks.
Sandra: So do you guys have any kids yet?
Katie: No. Why?
Sandra: Well it's just that...Well Tim told me that you guys were never really that close anymore.
Katie: SINCE WHEN!
[People jogging and walking their dogs look over]
Katie: Uh..Haha carry on.
Sandra: Maybe that was just then.
Katie: What a LIAR.
Sandra: He seemed really upset about it.
Katie: ...I'm going to kill him.
Sandra: Maybe instead of killing him, you could talk to him.
Katie: Look miss priss that was a long time ago when he talked to you and it's not the case right now so just shut your trap.
Sandra: Geez I'm sorry. I was just trying to help.
Katie: Well don't.
Sandra: I'm not trying to be you enemy here so don't think of me as one. Can't we just try and get a long?
Katie: We can try but it won't work.
Sandra: Come on.
Katie: Fine but I don't have to like you.
Sandra: Fine.
[5 minutes later]
Katie: ...I actually like that skirt. It's pretty.
Sandra: Thanks.
Katie: And your hair looks nice.
Sandra: It takes me forever to get it to stay.
Katie: It gets pretty humid in Miami. You just need more hairspray.
Sandra: I'll keep that in mind. Oh hey I like that shirt. Did you get that at that new place downtown?
Katie: Nope. Walmart.
Sandra: They have the best stuff there.
Katie: I know. Oh hey the best part of Walmart is the super centre. They have groceries. It's like a dream come true.
Sandra: Have you seen the aisle for mustard? It's intense.
Katie: *gasp* YOU LIKE MUSTARD!
Sandra: Oh man I practically LIVE on the stuff.
Katie: HECK YES! Okay we should take a trip to aisle five and stock up.
Sandra: That's exactly what I was thinking.
Katie: You know, you're not all bad.
Sandra: Well thank you. You're not too bad yourself.
Katie: *gasp* WHOA!
Sandra: What? What?
Katie: *grabs Sandra by the arm* Look at Tim! Look! Look!
Sandra: So his sleeves are rolled up.
Katie: HA! HECK YES! Isn't he awesome?
Sandra: Will you hit me if I answer that?
Katie: Nah.
Sandra: I do like the rolled up sleeves.
Katie: They go well with the jeans.
Sandra: And that belt.
Katie: And those shoes.
Sandra: And that hair.
Katie: Don't you just wish we had a hose or something to spray him with?
Sandra: I could unscrew the fire hydrant but that's illegal.
Katie: Dang. OH MY GOD HE'S LOOKING AT US!
Sandra: Are you always like this?
Katie: Most of the time. You should see me drunk. I kick everyone's butt.
Sandra: Sounds like fun.
Katie: Hey let's go for a drink after work. How about it?
Sandra: *laughs* Count me in.
Katie: Great. Man I sure hope they have kareoke there tonight.
Sandra: NO WAY! I love kareoke!
Katie: HECK YES!
[Further away]
Horatio: They seem to be hitting it off.
Speed: *looks up* Yeah that's more of a relative term.
Horatio: *laughs*
Speed: Are they waving at me?
Horatio: I think so.
Speed: Good lord. Now you know why I always stayed in the lab.
Horatio: Just keep working. *walks away*
Speed: *mumbles* Easy for you to say, you're not the one being oggled from a distance.
TBC......
Oh, and Trevor, please don't re-post the entire chapter. The thread gets a little spammy that way. Thanks.
