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

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Its like were Ross and Rachel! Seriously if he would have done something with Ms. Sandra he could have used the whole "We were on a break" line perfectly. lol. But awwww everyone came to see Eric. That's so cute. Update soon please.!
 
Okay I just x-ed out accidentally...0_0

WE WERE ON A BREAK

[Trace Lab]

Calleigh: *walks in* Hey Tim. Where's Katie?

Speed: She's somewhere.

Calleigh: She looked mad when she came in.

Speed: Yeah she beat me with a pillow when I got home.

Calleigh: Why?

Speed: She found a reciept in my wallet for a hotel room.

Calleigh: So?

Speed: I wasn't alone.

Calleigh: Oh Tim.

Speed: Hold on, it's not what you think. I didn't do anything. I left.

Calleigh: Why were you there in the first place?

Speed: It doesn't matter. The point is nothing happened.

Calleigh: Stop putting yourself in these situations.

Speed: I can't. They follow me.

Calleigh: Well I can't really give you any advice because I was already the other woman.

Speed: That doesn't help. *sigh* If only Eric were here.

Calleigh: Why? How could he help?

Speed: I need something to punch.

Calleigh: *smiles* Well I'm not sure he'd appreciate that after just being shot.

Speed: I can't believe she won't talk to me.

Calleigh: Just do what I'd do.

Speed: And what's that?

Calleigh: Beg for forgiveness.

Speed: You've never done that.

Calleigh: Well not in my lifetime.

Horatio: *In doorway* Guys?

Calleigh: Sorry, we were just talking.

Horatio: Results from the tire treads.

Speed: *stands up* I'm tired of this. Do it yourself. *throws gloves at Horatio*

Horatio: *looks down* Well then...I had better get started.

Calleigh: I'll be...In ballistics.

[Lounge]

Speed: *walks in* Why won't you talk to me?

Katie: *pours coffee*

Speed: I didn't cheat on you.

Katie: *grabs stir stick*

Speed: ...Why do you have to be so stubborn?

Katie: *opens sugar package*

Speed: Stop being so difficult!

Katie: *stirs coffee*

Speed: Come on, just talk to me.

Katie: *pours in sugar*

Speed: Did you just stir that and THEN pour in the sugar?

Katie: *stirs coffee again*

Speed: My God just let it go. I didn't chea-

Katie: I'm pregnant.

Speed: *blank stare* .....Say again?

Katie: *turns around* I would complain to you in an elevator that I'm late but it would seem pointless and a little bit stupid.

Speed: But last month we didn't ev-

Katie: Obviously we did.

Speed: ...But you're sure?

Katie: I'd prefer if no one knew.

Speed: Alright my lips are sealed. Are you still mad at me?

Katie: Yeah......*smirks*

Speed: What?

Katie: *sigh* Nothing. *grabs coffee, leaves*

Speed: ...*lifts brow* Must be a woman thing. *walks away*

TBC........
 
Teehee, we were on a break! lol, Great title. But awwww I'm pregnant. AGAIN! lol. haha. Oh man I would have had 3 babies by now. lol. Update soon please.
 
:lol: Wow what a way to break the news. Over some coffee and a fight...Well last night's fight....Okay I'm confused. What year is it?

Searching For Things I Can't See.

[Ballistics]

Speed: Hey Cal, we need to talk.

Calleigh: Are you breaking up with me?

Speed: Ha ha.

Calleigh: What did you need?

Speed: Woman advice.

Calleigh: ...You don't look like a woman.

Speed: *sigh*

Calleigh: Alright, alright what is it?

Speed: Uh....Actually nevermind.

Calleigh: Well you wanted advice so let's hear the problem.

Speed: Um....Well actually it's more of a guy thing.

Calleigh: I'm confused. Is there something wrong down in your danger zone?

Speed: *blinks* Okay...Not THAT kind of guy problem. Nevermind, I'll ask someone else. *leaves*

Calleigh: ...Glad I could help.

[Trace lab]

Horatio: Speed, just the man I wanted to see. I processed this.

Speed: What is it?

Horatio: Paint transfer from a mail box. I think whoever was driving this vehicle shot Eric.

Speed: So we're looking for someone with a black vehicle. Well that should take eons.

Horatio: It's actually a second layer of paint. I found pewter under it, so it's been re-painted. I think this piece of paint was from a decal.

Speed: Like lettering from an organization.

Horatio: Precicely.

Speed: I have a question.

Horatio: Go ahead.

Speed: What would you do if you got a girl pregnant?

Horatio: *drops pipette* ...That depends on the woman.

Speed: *sigh* It's Katie.

Horatio: Well then, it's not so bad.

Speed: She wanted to wait.

Horatio: Well then you two shouldn't have hopped in the sack together.

Speed: Not helping.

Horatio: She doesn't seem happy about it?

Speed: Not at all.

Horatio: Maybe you should talk to her about it.

Speed: Um yeah, that sounds like a great conversation. "Oh sorry for knocking you up, next time I'll forget we're married and use a condom".

Horatio: Well you could...Say that I suppose.

Speed: What am I going to do?

Horatio: It'll blow over.

Speed: No it won't blow over. We're talking about a human being.

Horatio: So next time keep it in your pants.

Speed: *frowns*

Horatio: Hey look, I made a mountain with the pipettes. Hey if I stuck them all together I wonder how far they'd go.

Speed: *shakes head*

Horatio: Oh lighten up. It's a baby. It's a good thing.

Speed: No, gold is a good thing. Winning the lottery is a good thing. Having your wife mad at you because you accidentally knocked her up is NOT a good thing.

Horatio: I think I know who shot Eric.

Speed: What? Why?

Horatio: Give me a minute. *leaves*

Speed: Someone should really slap him.

TBC.....
 
Speed: Someone should really slap him.

oh oh oh can I do it? lol. Teehee. Geni you crack me up I think I busted a rib or something lol. And awww a baby is a good thing...but probably not when 1. they keep dying 2. your husband keeps dying and 3. your husband keeps cheating 4. you drink A LOT...but hey Drunk Katie kicks regular Katie's butt. lol. Anywhosie. Great update, as always. can't wait for more! *gasp* who shot Eric! Tell me....Geni...I was going to say "Tell me H man." But your not H man. lol.
 
Oh no I'm not H-man...But I do love the guy. Even if in this fic he's replacing Eric as the dumb one. But even we know Delko's not actually dumb...And neither is Horatio.

The Magic Is Lost

[Outside]

Horatio: *kneels down* I KNEW IT!

JC: What are you doing out here?

Horatio: What? What are you doing out here?

JC: Getting some air.

Horatio: I know who shot Eric.

JC: Who?

Horatio: Someone we all know and trust.

JC: Like who?

Horatio: ...Someone we all know and trust.

JC: Yeah but who do we trust?

Horato: Well that my dear *puts on shades* Is going to be the mystery.

JC: ...I trust you, does that mean you did it?

Horatio: Pish posh. I wouldn't have aimed for his stomach.

JC: So why are you kneeling near a mailbox?

Horatio: Someone hit the mailbox and then-

[See-through grapics of a vehicle driving over to the mailbox appear]

Horatio: Shot Eric.

[Gun pointed out window, vehicle heading for mailbox]

Horatio: AH! DUCK!

JC: Why? What's wrong!

Horatio: That flashback thing almost hit me.

JC: ..It wasn't real.

Horatio: It sure looked real.

JC: Okay so who shot him?

Horatio: According to the flashback, someone with a gun.

JC: Um...Yeah we knew that already.

Horatio: And it was someone driving a black car or truck.

JC: That could be anyone.

Horatio: Ah, ALMOST anyone. We can exclude anyone without a black vehicle.

JC: Are you sick or something?

Horatio: *stands up* WOW!

JC: What?

Horatio: The light must be hitting you perfectly because you look absolutely g-...Okay here's the gameplan. Check the parkinglot for a black vehcile with blue paint transfer on it.

JC: What did you say about me?

Horatio: Nothing. I was thinking outloud. You weren't supposed to hear it.

JC: I heard it.

Horatio: Go check the vehicles.

JC: I am, geez.

Horatio: *puts on shades* This is why I'm Lieutenant.

[Layout room]

Speed: *walks in* Hey are you working in here?

Katie: No, I'm sitting here for no reason staring at crime scene photos.

Speed: Are you going to be like this all day or half the day?

Katie: I'm going to be like this for nine months and maybe eighteen years after that.

Speed: Um...Okay. *walks behind Katie*

Katie: What are you doing?

Speed: If I'm behind you, you can't hit me in the face.

Katie: I can try.

Speed: *wraps arms around Katie's waist* Come on, you can't be mad at me forever.

Katie: *moves away* Don't touch me.

Speed: You know, it takes two so this wasn't entirely my fault.

Katie: HEY. I get distracted easily.

Speed: I don't see what the big deal is.

Katie: The big deal is I'm not ready.

Speed: ...Okay wait a second. I wasn't even here last month. I was in Miami and you were in the Hummerhome.

Katie: ...So?

Speed: *crosses arms*

Katie: ...*clears throat*

Speed: Is this why you're mad? You don't know who the father is?

Katie: Well there was....We still...And then there was...*sigh* I don't know.

Speed: Who else were you with besides me?

Katie: ...*squints* ...Uh..Kinda sorta...Eric.

Speed: *blinks*

Katie: *nervous smile*

Speed: ...*starts laughing*

Katie: What's so funny?

Speed: You're kidding right?

Katie: No so stop laughing.

Speed: *laughing* I'm sorry but that's...I mean...Eric? Seriously?

Katie: *frowns*

Speed: I'm sorry it's just...Eric?

Katie: This is why I don't tell you anything.

TBC.........
 
Whoa, Eric! I was thinking more along the lines of that guy that shoved me against the wall and Speed punched in the face...what was his name...ugh I forget. But Eric! Whoa this just got interesting! lol. Teehee....And that whole thing about the flashback almost hitting Horatio. Hilarious! update soon please!
 
:lol: Well then, I can surprise almost anyone then. Baha.

I'm Fixed On You

[Outside]

JC: Hey HORATIO!

Horatio: Yeah? You got something?

JC: Possibly our shooter.

Horatio: Mhm, black SUV.

JC: And blue paint transfer.

Horatio: Who's does this belong to?

JC: *checks papers* Uh...Natalia Boa Vista.

Horatio: Well then, there you have it. Good work.

JC: *smiles*

Horatio: I'll let you interview her. Eric should be coming back in today and I want to brief him on the case.

JC: No problem.

Horatio: Like I said, nice job. *smiles*

JC: Uh..Haha. *blushes* I'll go then. *runs off*

[Interview Room]

JC: So...Horatio told me to bring you here.

Natalia: Why?

JC: Do you drive this SUV?

Natalia: Oh man...My paint job.

JC: Are you saying you didn't hit anything with it?

Natalia: Why would I do that?

JC: Your vehicle was involved in a drive-by shooting. And based on your clock-out records, so where you.

Natalia: I didn't shoot Eric.

JC: Do you own a gun?

Natalia: Of course I do.

JC: Well I need it.

Natalia: I...Lost it.

JC: You what?

Natalia: I lost it. Skydiving.

JC: Skydiving where?

Natalia: In the sky! *laughs, snorts*

JC: Uh...Okay then. Well we'll get a warrant to check your house anyway.

Natalia: NO DON'T GO IN THERE! I haven't cleaned out the back closet where the shoebox is.

JC: What's in the shoebox?

Natalia: Uh..Sunscreen. Lots of orange sunscreen. I never go anywhere without it.

JC: If you never go anywhere without it, why is it in your back closet?

Natalia: *blinks*

JC: I'm going to search your house.

Natalia: OH yeah? Good luck finding my keys.

JC: I saw them on your Pony backpack.

Natalia: ...That's not mine.

JC: Sure it isn'. Sit tight. *leaves*

[Hallway]

Horatio: JC.

JC: Yeah?

Horatio: I got the warrant, fresh from the printer.

JC: It is a real warrant right?

Horatio: ...Sure.

JC: YES! Are you going to come too?

Horatio: Um...Let me think about it, and take a break okay?

JC: Alright, whatever you say. *salutes*

Horatio: Thank you.

[Layout room]

Katie: Okay you can stop laughing now.

Speed: *leaning over table laughing* Eric! HAHA! Eric? That's great! *laughing*

Katie: If it makes any difference, he was better than you.

Speed: *stands up straight* HEY. Low blow.

Katie: I wouldn't laugh you know. You've got a lot to live up to.

Speed: Eric is not more man than I am.

Katie: Whew, I beg to differ.

Speed: You're not funny.

Katie: Fine, I was kidding.

Speed: You better be.

Delko: *walks in* HEY I'M BACK! DID YOU MISS ME?

Katie/Speed: *blink*

Delko: What's going on?

Speed: *smirks*

Katie: DON'T laugh.

Speed: *starts laughing*

Delko: What's his problem?

Katie: He's being immature.

Speed: I'm sorry, I'm sorry it's just...PFFT HAHA!

Katie: *slaps Speed*

Speed: OW. Fine, I'll be good.

Delko: So Horatio got me up to speed on the case.

Speed: *smirks*

Katie: *slaps Speed*

Speed: *clears throat*

Delko: Apparently Boa Vista's car was driving by when I was shot.

Katie: Did anyone question her?

Delko: JC was just in the interview room with her. The have a warrant to search her house.

Katie: Do they need any help?

Delko: Not that I know of. If you ask me, Horatio wants some alone time with her if you know what I mean.

Speed: *smirks*

Katie: *kicks Speed*

Speed: ...Sorry.

Delko: So how have you guys been?

Speed: Oh we've been fine. We had a lot of things to see, people to do.

Katie: *frowns*

Speed: I mean, things to do.

Katie: Yeah sure you did.

Delko: *lifts brow* Is there something I should know.

Speed: Nope.

Katie: Not at all.

Delko: ...Okay.

Katie: Well I have to go um...Ask JC if she wants any help. *leaves*

Delko: She left in a hurry.

Speed: *sits down* Well you can make yourself useful and take a look at these pictures from the crime scene.

Delko: Sure. *sits* Looks like a casing from a .45.

Speed: Yeah it was about three feet from where you were.

Delko: And these are the tire treads?

Speed: Yeah. Uh...Can I ask you something?

Delko: Sure.

Speed: How do you feel about Katie?

Delko: What do you mean?

Speed: Well, generally. How do you feel?

Delko: Um...She's my friend. Your wife.

Speed: Yeah I know that.

Delko: Why are you asking this?

Speed: When I was back in Miami last month, and you guys were all in the Hummerhome...Um..Did you two spend any time together?

Delko: Sure, we all did.

Speed: I meant between the sheets.

Delko: ...Say again?

Speed: Eric, don't lie to me.

Delko: I can't lie because I don't know what you're talking about.

Speed: You didn't sleep with her?

Delko: Uh *laughs* I think I would remember that man.

Speed: *frowns*

Delko: What?

Speed: She lied to me.

Delko: A lot of people lie to you. Lord knows you've lied to her more than your fair share of times.

Speed: No, no that was different. That was witholding information.

Delko: They're not the same thing?

Speed: Why would she lie about it?

Delko: Maybe the truth was much worse.

Speed: What could be worse?

Delko: Yeah give me a little credit man. Ew, you don't think it's Horatio do you?

Speed: Give her a little more credit than that.

Delko: Sorry.

Speed: We'll get to the bottom of this.

Delko: We? No one said anything about we.

Speed: I'll buy you a beer.

Delko: Deal.

TBC........
 
Delko: Yeah give me a little credit man. Ew, you don't think it's Horatio do you?

Speed: Give her a little more credit than that.

Teehee, oh man that cracked me up. And hmm...why would I lie. Ohhh the tables have turned! i'm the liar and Speed's the....telling the truth....person. lol. Anyways great update. Hmm...did Boa Vista really do it? Interesting. Update soon please.
 
Hilarious....Speed thinks that it was Eric that got Katie pregnant. :lol:

The question if it isn't Eric or Speed...then who is the father? :eek:

please update soon I can't wait to find out what happens next! :D
 
Thanks guys :D And my gosh doesn't this feel like a soap opera? Yeah well the difference is mines BETTER. :lol: And I'm still doing better than Donahue.

Spend All Your Time Waiting For That Second Chance

[Natalia's House]

JC: Okay she said something about a shoebox in her closet.

Horatio: *looks around* There are closets everywhere. How many frilly skirts does this woman need?

JC: Maybe there's a new one for every guy she does.

Horatio: *opens closet* Hmm...Snake-skinned shoes?

JC: Gee how fitting.

Horatio: You know, this takes me back.

JC: ...To the 70s?

Horatio: To when I was hands on.

JC: You know you're supposed to be wearing gloves right?

Horatio: *looks down* Oh yeah. *pulls on latex gloves* Okay hand me a flashlight.

JC: *throws flashlight*

Horatio: OW. Okay, that was my head.

JC: Sorry.

Horatio: *clicks on flashlight*

JC: Do you see anything?

Horatio: Well I can tell you she has a whole lot of shoes.

JC: Look for a shoebox.

Horatio: ...Yeah that had occured to me when I was looking through her thousands of shoes. Here we go. *picks up shoebox, stands up*

JC: Open it.

Horatio: Patience is virtue.

JC: All you're doing is staring at the box.

Horatio: It's heavy.

JC: So are guns, open it.

Horatio: *opens box* OH GOD! *drops box*

JC: What! What is it!

Horatio: A snake. She keeps snakes in her shoeboxes.

JC: Well it's just a little one.

Horatio: And this is why I'm not hands on anymore. Keep checking the shoeboxes.

JC: Where are you going?

Horatio: I need to see Calleigh about those bullets.

JC: You're leaving me here alone?

Horatio: Who would you like to be here?

JC: You. I mean, well...Because you were already here.

Horatio: I'll send Katie.

JC: But you always send Katie. Send someone else. She annoys me.

Horatio: Well you can't just pick who you want to investigate with or Eric would always be working with some bimbo and Speed would always be working with Calleigh.

JC: What?

Horatio: From what I've seen.

JC: Well pick someone else. Katie's moody and her jokes aren't funny.

Horatio: How about Carly?

JC: She's Australian.

Horatio: So?

JC: ...Fine send her over.

Horatio: *lifts brow* Yeah just wait here and don't touch anything. *leaves*

[Fingerprint Lab]

Delko: Okay so why are we in here?

Speed: The database is in here.

Delko: Didn't that used to be in the trace lab?

Speed: Yeah well when they realized they needed that table for trace, they brought the computers in here.

Delko: So what are we looking for?

Speed: Anyone Katie has interrogated, met or helped arrest in the past month.

Delko: Um...So you're doing this behind her back?

Speed: I'll tell her.

Delko: When?

Speed: When I find out who she's been sleeping with.

Delko: And you're doing this why?

Speed: I'm a CSI.

Delko: Yeah I know that. You do know she'll probably be mad at you.

Speed: She's already mad at me. *typing*

Delko: Are you sure we should be doing this?

Speed: Everything's covered by the city, it's alright.

Delko: No I mean looking into her life. She deserves privacy.

Speed: I just want to know who the guy is okay?

Delko: You're not going to go beat him up?

Speed: No.

Delko: I don't believe you.

Speed: I got something.

Delko: Really? Who?

Speed: You remember 'Adam'?

Delko: Yeah we shoved him in jail for assault.

Speed: Why don't we pay him a visit?

Delko: *smiles* Oh no man, you're not going to go to his house and harrass him.

Speed: I won't be harrassing him. I'm just going to ask some questions.

Delko: You don't expect me to go with you do you?

Speed: You have to. If he decides to attack me with a baseball bat I need you to be the human shield.

Delko: Very funny.

Speed: Come on, I know his address.

Delko: How do you know his address?

Speed: It's right there on the screen. *leaves*

Delko: I'm going to regret this later.

[Adam's house]

Speed: *knocks on door*

Delko: You're twisted.

Speed: I'm not going to confront him right away. I'm not stupid.

Adam: *opens door* Can I help you?

Delko: Miami Dade CSI.

Adam: Not you guys again.

Speed: Can we come in?

Adam: No. You have a warrant?

Speed: We just have some questions. You're not a suspect in any murder.

Adam: Ask them out here.

Speed: Fine. Have you gone out anywhere with anyone in the last month?

Adam: I thought I wasn't involved in anything.

Speed: Just answer the question.

Adam: Yeah I had a date a while back.

Speed: Do you know her name?

Adam: His name.

Speed: ...Excuse me?

Adam: His name was Rob.

Delko: *smirks*

Speed: Okay then. Thank you for your time.

Adam: No problem. *closes door*

Delko: I think it's safe to say we can rule him out.

Speed: Well there had to have been someone.

Delko: Maybe there wasn't anyone.

Speed: She told me there was someone else.

Delko: ...Horatio?

Speed: Will you stop that? It's not Horatio.

Delko: Maybe she lied because she's not pregnant.

Speed: How are you even a CSI?

Delko: Megan hired me for my looks.

Speed: Well I'm glad she didn't hire you for your brains or the lab would be out of business.

Delko: You don't have a brother do you?

Speed: Uh...Yeah I have a brother but he's like 20 and he's in New York.

Delko: Maybe she took a side-trip to New York.

Speed: My brother is gay.

Delko: Oh...Well how come you turned out okay?

Speed: Eric, gay people are normal too.

Delko: Sorry..I didn't know you were in the brotherhood.

Speed: *punches Delko*

Delko: Ow. *rubs arm* So what's your brother's name?

Speed: Josh, why?

Delko: That doesn't sound like a gay name.

Speed: I'm sorry to dissapoint you.

Delko: Josh Speedle? ...That sounds...Too normal.

Speed: Yeah well I'd have a field day explaining the name Marisol Delko but I'd rather keep it to myself.

Delko: Does he look like you?

Speed: How would I know? I haven't seen him in 10 years.

Delko: The last time you saw him, he was 15?

Speed: What's your point.

Delko: He grew up without a big brother. Maybe that's why he's gay.

Speed: Drop it Eric.

Delko: Can we visit him sometime?

Speed: No.

Delko: Why not?

Speed: I don't talk about Marisol so don't talk about him.

Delko: I have two other sisters you know.

Speed: Good for you.

Delko: Do you have any sisters?

Speed: Get in the Hummer.

Delko: It was just a question. What is your problem?

Speed: I had a sister.

Delko: Had? As in not anymore?

Speed: She was murdered.

Delko: Oh...Sorry.

Speed: Don't worry about it. I just don't like to talk about it.

Delko: Was she your big sister?

Speed: Little sister. She would have turned 25 two weeks ago.

Delko: You never mentioned her before.

Speed: It never came up.

Delko: Was she young?

Speed: She was 18. Do you have a point to this?

Delko: Well, I mean that was only like seven years ago.

Speed: I know.

Delko: It must have been hard.

Speed: Eric...Drop it.

[10 minutes later]

Delko: ...What was her name?

Speed: What does it matter?

Delko: I was just curious.

Speed: *sigh* Kayleigh.

Delko: Oh.

Speed: Don't.

Delko: Don't what? I didn't say anything.

Speed: You were thinking it.

Delko: Well her name does sound a tad like Calleigh.

Speed: It's not. Are you finished giving me the third degree about my family now?

Delko: Do you have any pictures of her?

Speed: *rolls eyes* Why are we still talking about this?

Delko: I'll stop bugging you after I see some pictures.

Speed: Why?

Delko: I don't know, I'm just curious.

Speed: *sigh* Fine. *throws wallet* She's in there somewhere.

Delko: *opens wallet* Hey you have 20 bucks?

Speed: Keep your hands off my money.

Delko: Wow.

Speed: What?

Delko: She was pretty.

Speed: *frowns*

Delko: She was really beautiful.

Speed: Are you finsihed?

Delko: Yeah. *hands over wallet*

Speed: *sigh*

Delko: She looked happy in that picture.

Speed: She was a happy person.

Delko: How did she die?

Speed: *clears throat* Uh...She was shot.

Delko: That's rough.

Speed: She was trying to save her best friend from an abusive husband. They made it to her car and uh...The guy got off a few shots before they could drive off.

Delko: Hey man I'm sorry.

Speed: If you can't even save your own family, what in the hell are we doing out here?

Delko: I don't know.

Speed: Let's just get back to the lab.

Delko: Yeah.

TBC........
 
Awww poor Speed losing his sister and his brother's gay and so is Adam so...who the heck's baby am I having lol. And Boa Vista keeps snakes in her closet *shivers* And Jess doesn't like me well....ok. lol. Update soon please.
 
Yes poor Speed. The guy seems to have everything happen to him. Well, thats what he gets for getting NO character development on the show. :p

A Break That Would Make It Okay

[Ballistics]

Horatio: Okay those bullets Calleigh.

Calleigh: The one the doctors pulled out of Eric is a .45.

Horatio: How about the one in the side of the building?

Calleigh: 9 mil.

Horatio: So we have two shooters.

Calleigh: It looks that way.

Horatio: Okay let's chase down the .45 first, and then the second shot.

Calleigh: Actually, I found some trace on the 9 mil, I sent it upstairs.

Horatio: What kind of trace?

Calleigh: It looked rubbery.

Horatio: Okay. What can you tell me about the round fired at Eric?

Calleigh: It's a standard bullet for the .45 caliber gun. I found the same rubbery substance on it.

Horatio: So two bullets with the same trace. Interesting.

Calleigh: Interesting to find out what it is.

Horatio: Yes it would be except I paged Speed four times and he's not in the building.

Calleigh: He left?

Horatio: Eric's gone too.

Calleigh: Maybe they were chasing a lead.

Horatio: When they get back, let me know okay?

Calleigh: No problem.

Horatio: Thank you ma'am. *leaves*

[Boa Vista's house]

Carly: So...Have you found the gun yet?

JC: I'm not looking for the gun.

Carly: What are you looking for?

JC: Aren't these shoes awesome?

Carly: I'm not sure you're supposed to wear evidence.

JC: Who's gonna know?

Carly: Horatio said he'd be back in a bit so...He probably doesn't want you wearing those.

JC: He said he'd be back? YES!

Horatio: *walks in* Someone call me?

JC: YOU'RE BACK!

Horatio: I'm aware of that. Have you found the gun?

Carly: We were just looking.

Horatio: Excellent.

JC: I FOUND IT! I FOUND IT!

Horatio: Where?

JC: In this shoebox. Right where she said her sunscreen would be. I'M A GENIUS!

Horatio: That you are.

JC: Really?

Horatio: It's a .45. You just cracked this case wide open.

JC: YAY! *dances around in circles*

Horatio: Good work.

JC: Teehee. *smiles*

Horatio: *smiles*

Carly: Um..I'm going to...Go wait in the Hummer.

[Trace lab 2 hours later]

Calleigh: Hey Horatio's been looking for you.

Speed: Yeah he paged me four times. I was busy driving so I couldn't look at it.

Calleigh: Was Eric with you?

Speed: Yeah.

Calleigh: *stares at Speed*

Speed: *looks up* Did you need something?

Calleigh: Are you okay? It looks like you've been crying.

Speed: *looks down at table* I processed the trace from the bullets.

Calleigh: And?

Speed: Silastic Fluorosilicone and Polyvinal Chloride.

Calleigh: Rubber and plastic.

Speed: *passes over paper* More commonly known as a silencer.

Calleigh: Explains why you and Katie didn't hear a shot.

Speed: The same stuff was on the other bullet too.

Calleigh: They were both aiming at Eric?

Speed: Two shots, one hit.

Calleigh: Well that makes this case more interesting.

Speed: Yeah.

Calleigh: Are you okay?

Speed: I'm fine.

Calleigh: Alright well...I'll take these results to Horatio.

Speed: Thanks.

Calleigh: *nods*

Speed: ...Was there something else?

Calleigh: Call it woman's intuition, but there's something wrong here.

Speed: What do you mean?

Calleigh: I haven't seen that face since I processed your sister's crime scene.

Speed: *frowns*

Calleigh: *sits down beside Speed* You want to talk about it?

Speed: No, I don't.

Calleigh: Well I'm guessing Eric got it out of you.

Speed: Yeah.

Calleigh: I remember that night like it was yesterday. I had never seen you cry so much.

Speed: Yeah well I got over it.

Calleigh: You remember what Megan said to you that night? 'It is worthwhile to live and fight courageously, and have a limitless compassion for all people, and to know that our fate is entirely dependant on our life.'

Speed: Murder isn't fate. It's a decision made by just another stupid human being.

Calleigh: Well whatever it is, your sister died protecting someone and that probably makes her more human than any one of us.

Speed: *nods*

Calleigh: I have to get these results to Horatio, so I'll see you later.

Speed: Actually, you know what? I'll do it.

Calleigh: Really?

Speed: Yeah. *grabs papers*

Calleigh: Thanks.

Speed: No problem. *leaves*

[Hallway]

JC: Alright so what now?

Horatio: Right now we get Calleigh to match the gun to the bullet.

JC: What do you want me to do?

Horatio: Go back to the crime scene and figure out where the second shot came from.

JC: Great, I'll head out there right now.

Horatio: Thank you ma'am.

Speed: *walks up* Hey H, the results from the bullets. Trace was a silencer.

Horatio: On both?

Speed: Yeah.

Horatio: Okay JC just went out to the scene, I'll tell her to look for silencer debris. Where were you when I paged you?

Speed: I was out with Eric.

Horatio: Why?

Speed: We were just following some leads.

Horatio: Did you find anything out?

Speed: We turned up a dead end.

Horatio: Okay, in the future when I page you, call me back. It could have been important.

Speed: You got it.

Horatio: Thank you. *walks away*

TBC........
 
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