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CSI:Miami Road Trip- We've Travelled a Long Way
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speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
Awww Speedy cried that's so cute. And Calleigh worked Speed's sister case awwww. Poor Speedy and your right its all good because your just giving him the character development he deserves lol.
It's true. He never got any character development..It sucks.
I Can Make It Alright
[Outside]
Katie: Hey what are you working on?
JC: *rolls eyes* Trajectories.
Katie: For what?
JC: Bullets.
Katie: Do you need any help?
JC: No.
Katie: Why not?
JC: Because it's something one person can do.
Katie: Well...I was just offering that's all.
JC: You in my light.
Katie: *moves over* Sorry.
JC: Are you ever going to tell Tim about that affair you had?
Katie: Um...Which affair?
JC: There's more than one?
Katie: No. I didn't think you knew about it.
JC: Yeah well after we all got back to Miami, it was kind of hard not to notice an indiscreet affair with someone in the lab.
Katie: Does everyone know?
JC: No, just me.
Katie: You didn't tell anyone did you?
JC: No. I'm not a snitch.
Katie: Well that's good.
JC: Who was that guy anyway?
Katie: It doesn't matter. That was a long time ago.
JC: Why would you do that?
Katie: Uh Tim did it to me like a thousand times.
JC: So?
Katie: Fine, I have no excuse.
JC: I was really close to telling Horatio you know.
Katie: You won't tell him right?
JC: No.
Katie: Well that lab guy was transfered back to Michigan or wherever he's from so I'll never find him again.
JC: Why do you need to find him?
Katie: ...No reason.
JC: ..Sure.
Katie: Anyway I just came out here to see if you needed any help.
JC: Well I'm fine.
Katie: Okay. Well I'll be in the trace lab if you need help.
JC: Great.
[Trace lab]
Katie: *runs in* Wow am I ever glad to see you in here. Okay I have a question.
Speed: *looks up*
Katie: Yikes...What's wrong with you?
Speed: *looks at table*
Katie: Okay well anyway, I think I left my kit in your locker. Can you open it for me?
Speed: It's open.
Katie: Oh...Well good then I'll go get it. Um...Are you mad at me?
Speed: No.
Katie: Are you mad at Eric?
Speed: No.
Katie: ...Calleigh?
Speed: I'm not mad.
Katie: Well you look like you're about to murder someone or shoot something.
Speed: I'm just concentrating on the evidence.
Katie: Enough to burn holes through the table?
Speed: Sure.
Katie: Well I thought I should tell you that I'm going to the doctor in a couple of hours so if we want to get this settled I need your DNA.
Speed: Fine. *grabs swab*
Katie: Thanks.
Speed: *hands swab over*
Katie: So um...Did you want to come with me, or are you okay here?
Speed: I just don't want to deal with that right now.
Katie: Something else on your mind?
Speed: You could say that.
Katie: What is it?
Speed: Nothing you need to know about.
Katie: And why not?
Speed: Because it's a personal matter.
Katie: Alright fine. So I'm going to go now...
Speed: Go ahead.
Katie: Do you even care? Ugh you know what? Nevermind. *leaves*
[Outside]
Horatio: Okay JC, what do you have for me?
JC: Trajectory points past the mailbox.
Horatio: So the shooter was near it, but not in the vehicle.
JC: It's a straight trajectory, and I found this inside the hole.
Horatio: That's glass.
JC: It's non-tempered glass.
Horatio: What was the condition of Boa Vista's SUV?
JC: Just the paint transfer, and in otherwise perfect condition.
Horatio: Let's take another look at it.
[CSI Garage]
JC: Okay what are we looking for?
Horatio: You said there was glass in the wall.
JC: The windshield hasn't been broken.
Horatio: But all four windows are rolled down. Check the driver's side window.
JC: Okay. *rolls up window* Well...One bullet hole at your service.
Horatio: *rolls up passenger window* This one has no hole in it. I'm thinking the passenger window was rolled down to get a shot at Eric. And then our second shot went through the driver's side window and out the open passenger window.
JC: I'll test the glass to make sure.
Horatio: Do that. I have to get down to ballistics.
[Ballistics, 10 minutes later]
Horatio: Okay Calleigh, Boa Vista's .45.
Calleigh: It's a match to the bullet fired at Eric.
Horatio: So it was her gun.
Calleigh: Why would she shoot him?
Horatio: I don't know, why don't you go ask her.
Calleigh: I will.
Horatio: Thank you. *cell phone rings* Excuse me. *opens phone* Caine.
JC: The glass from the wall has the same refractive index as the outer pane of the window in Boa Vista's SUV.
Horatio: Excellent news. Thank you.
JC: No problem.
Horatio: *closes phone* Well this case is starting to unfold.
Calleigh: We still haven't found the second shooter.
Horatio: Let's just worry about Boa Vista and then we'll find our second shooter.
[Interview room]
Calleigh: *puts folder on desk*
Natalia: What's this?
Speed: That's your SUV.
Calleigh: With paint transfer to the mailbox, and a bullet hole in the driver's side window.
Natalia: I wasn't even driving my vehicle the night Eric was shot.
Speed: We already matched your gun.
Natalia: I haven't used that gun in ages.
Calleigh: The evidence says you have.
Speed: Why'd you shoot him?
Natalia: ....*taps fingers on table*
Calleigh: *looks at Speed*
Speed: *looks at Calleigh*
Natalia: *sigh* ...Fine okay I shot him.
Speed: Why.
Natalia: He didn't call me back after our date.
Speed: So you shot him?
Natalia: No one takes me out on a date and doesn't call me back.
Calleigh: Honey if the world worked like that, all men would be shot.
Speed: *lifts brow*
Calleigh: You'll be put in holding until we can find you a lawyer.
Natalia: Thanks..I think.
Patrol cop: Come on ma'am. *grabs Boa Vista*
Natalia: Oh keep your panties on, I'm coming. *leaves*
Speed: You know, not all men are like that.
Calleigh: I know. *smiles* And I'm sure there are a few good men left. *leaves*
Speed: ...What's that supposed to mean?
TBC.........
I Can Make It Alright
[Outside]
Katie: Hey what are you working on?
JC: *rolls eyes* Trajectories.
Katie: For what?
JC: Bullets.
Katie: Do you need any help?
JC: No.
Katie: Why not?
JC: Because it's something one person can do.
Katie: Well...I was just offering that's all.
JC: You in my light.
Katie: *moves over* Sorry.
JC: Are you ever going to tell Tim about that affair you had?
Katie: Um...Which affair?
JC: There's more than one?
Katie: No. I didn't think you knew about it.
JC: Yeah well after we all got back to Miami, it was kind of hard not to notice an indiscreet affair with someone in the lab.
Katie: Does everyone know?
JC: No, just me.
Katie: You didn't tell anyone did you?
JC: No. I'm not a snitch.
Katie: Well that's good.
JC: Who was that guy anyway?
Katie: It doesn't matter. That was a long time ago.
JC: Why would you do that?
Katie: Uh Tim did it to me like a thousand times.
JC: So?
Katie: Fine, I have no excuse.
JC: I was really close to telling Horatio you know.
Katie: You won't tell him right?
JC: No.
Katie: Well that lab guy was transfered back to Michigan or wherever he's from so I'll never find him again.
JC: Why do you need to find him?
Katie: ...No reason.
JC: ..Sure.
Katie: Anyway I just came out here to see if you needed any help.
JC: Well I'm fine.
Katie: Okay. Well I'll be in the trace lab if you need help.
JC: Great.
[Trace lab]
Katie: *runs in* Wow am I ever glad to see you in here. Okay I have a question.
Speed: *looks up*
Katie: Yikes...What's wrong with you?
Speed: *looks at table*
Katie: Okay well anyway, I think I left my kit in your locker. Can you open it for me?
Speed: It's open.
Katie: Oh...Well good then I'll go get it. Um...Are you mad at me?
Speed: No.
Katie: Are you mad at Eric?
Speed: No.
Katie: ...Calleigh?
Speed: I'm not mad.
Katie: Well you look like you're about to murder someone or shoot something.
Speed: I'm just concentrating on the evidence.
Katie: Enough to burn holes through the table?
Speed: Sure.
Katie: Well I thought I should tell you that I'm going to the doctor in a couple of hours so if we want to get this settled I need your DNA.
Speed: Fine. *grabs swab*
Katie: Thanks.
Speed: *hands swab over*
Katie: So um...Did you want to come with me, or are you okay here?
Speed: I just don't want to deal with that right now.
Katie: Something else on your mind?
Speed: You could say that.
Katie: What is it?
Speed: Nothing you need to know about.
Katie: And why not?
Speed: Because it's a personal matter.
Katie: Alright fine. So I'm going to go now...
Speed: Go ahead.
Katie: Do you even care? Ugh you know what? Nevermind. *leaves*
[Outside]
Horatio: Okay JC, what do you have for me?
JC: Trajectory points past the mailbox.
Horatio: So the shooter was near it, but not in the vehicle.
JC: It's a straight trajectory, and I found this inside the hole.
Horatio: That's glass.
JC: It's non-tempered glass.
Horatio: What was the condition of Boa Vista's SUV?
JC: Just the paint transfer, and in otherwise perfect condition.
Horatio: Let's take another look at it.
[CSI Garage]
JC: Okay what are we looking for?
Horatio: You said there was glass in the wall.
JC: The windshield hasn't been broken.
Horatio: But all four windows are rolled down. Check the driver's side window.
JC: Okay. *rolls up window* Well...One bullet hole at your service.
Horatio: *rolls up passenger window* This one has no hole in it. I'm thinking the passenger window was rolled down to get a shot at Eric. And then our second shot went through the driver's side window and out the open passenger window.
JC: I'll test the glass to make sure.
Horatio: Do that. I have to get down to ballistics.
[Ballistics, 10 minutes later]
Horatio: Okay Calleigh, Boa Vista's .45.
Calleigh: It's a match to the bullet fired at Eric.
Horatio: So it was her gun.
Calleigh: Why would she shoot him?
Horatio: I don't know, why don't you go ask her.
Calleigh: I will.
Horatio: Thank you. *cell phone rings* Excuse me. *opens phone* Caine.
JC: The glass from the wall has the same refractive index as the outer pane of the window in Boa Vista's SUV.
Horatio: Excellent news. Thank you.
JC: No problem.
Horatio: *closes phone* Well this case is starting to unfold.
Calleigh: We still haven't found the second shooter.
Horatio: Let's just worry about Boa Vista and then we'll find our second shooter.
[Interview room]
Calleigh: *puts folder on desk*
Natalia: What's this?
Speed: That's your SUV.
Calleigh: With paint transfer to the mailbox, and a bullet hole in the driver's side window.
Natalia: I wasn't even driving my vehicle the night Eric was shot.
Speed: We already matched your gun.
Natalia: I haven't used that gun in ages.
Calleigh: The evidence says you have.
Speed: Why'd you shoot him?
Natalia: ....*taps fingers on table*
Calleigh: *looks at Speed*
Speed: *looks at Calleigh*
Natalia: *sigh* ...Fine okay I shot him.
Speed: Why.
Natalia: He didn't call me back after our date.
Speed: So you shot him?
Natalia: No one takes me out on a date and doesn't call me back.
Calleigh: Honey if the world worked like that, all men would be shot.
Speed: *lifts brow*
Calleigh: You'll be put in holding until we can find you a lawyer.
Natalia: Thanks..I think.
Patrol cop: Come on ma'am. *grabs Boa Vista*
Natalia: Oh keep your panties on, I'm coming. *leaves*
Speed: You know, not all men are like that.
Calleigh: I know. *smiles* And I'm sure there are a few good men left. *leaves*
Speed: ...What's that supposed to mean?
TBC.........
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
"What's that supposed to mean?" Oh speedy boy. lol. And a lab tech huh? Whoa. lol. Well atleast he went back to Michigan. lol. And Vista shot Eric like ok yeah I know your angry and he "pimped you out to his friend" and all..oops sorry got caught up in s4. lol. Update soon please.
calleighspeedle
Coroner
We are actually seeing a more sensitive side to Speed, he sure has had a lot to deal with concerning his family.
I am guessing that with everything that has happened to his family (losing his baby sister) has created a bitterness in him, which is now causing unhappiness and sudden bursts of anger. With this going on I think this is the reason that his relationship with Katie is rocky.
please, please make Speed and Katie happy.
I am guessing that with everything that has happened to his family (losing his baby sister) has created a bitterness in him, which is now causing unhappiness and sudden bursts of anger. With this going on I think this is the reason that his relationship with Katie is rocky.
please, please make Speed and Katie happy.
calleighspeedle, I can't believe it but you are right on once again. You sure know how to interpret the story. And I'm sure, after this slight bump in the road, everything will be okay but who knows. Maybe their relationship will take a turn for the worst.
Dying For A Heart
[Outside]
Calleigh: Horatio.
Horatio: *takes off shades* Yes ma'am.
Calleigh: I have info on our second shooter.
Horatio: Let's hear it.
Calleigh: I ran the bullet through the computer, and my search was 'terminated' by the feds.
Horatio: Mhm, that does seem odd doesn't it?
Calleigh: I called the FBI and they said my call couldn't be transfered. My clearance isn't high enough.
Horatio: *smiles* Don't you love the feds?
Calleigh: I take it you got a hold of them.
Horatio: I just got off the phone with Dennis Sackheim. According to him, the gun doesn't exsist, and the bullet that hit our lab certainly doesn't as well.
Calleigh: Cover up.
Horatio: So this case is *puts on shades* Closed.
Calleigh: I'll go file the paperwork. *leaves*
Horatio: Mhm. Speed.
Speed: *walks up* We have a problem.
Horatio: A problem, what kind of problem?
Speed: The FBI have just kicked us out of the lab.
Horatio: What a coincidence.
Speed: I don't appreciate being kicked out of my Trace lab.
Horatio: I understand that Speed. Who authorized it?
Speed: Your friend Sackheim.
Horatio: Interesting.
Speed: They're getting their grimeys all over my lab.
Horatio: Okay, just hang out here with everyone for a while. I'll take care of it. *walks away*
Speed: I'll kill him! I will!
Horatio: I got it Speed! *leaves*
[Inside lab]
Dennis: Put that over there guys. No, wait, turn that table this way.
Horatio: *walks up* Gentlemen, get your hands off that table and excuse us please.
[Guys leave]
Horatio: You want to tell me what you're doing?
Dennis: This lab is now property of the FBI.
Horatio: Since when?
Dennis: Since it's my orders from Washington.
Horatio: Give me their phone number.
Dennis: You want the President of the United States' number.
Horatio: Whatever it takes.
Dennis: Natalia Boa Vista is not in custody anymore. We've released her.
Horatio: She almost killed my CSI.
Dennis: It was her orders.
Horatio: So Washington issues murders now huh?
Dennis: Her orders were to infiltrate the lab. We have reason to believe you're running a less than...Compliant operation.
Horatio: The only thing less than compliant are the people you send in here to shut us down every year.
Dennis: We're running this lab now. Why don't you get back on your bus, and get back to your little road trip.
Horatio: You think I'm going to just let this go?
Dennis: It would be in your best interest.
Horatio: And where do you expect the staff to go?
Dennis: Oh they can keep their jobs. But they answer to the FBI. Your team as well. And that reminds me. There will be a new dress code in place, and there will be no more 'Hummers'. I want you to call up someone to get this paint job fixed. I don't want to be blinded everytime I walk in.
Horatio: Shouldn't you be getting one of your minions to do this?
Dennis: *laughs* That's funny.
Horatio: I won't let you take my lab.
Dennis: It's not your lab anymore. If you'd like to keep that nice title of 'lieutenant' you had better start making those phone calls.
Horatio: Yes sir. *walks away*
[Outside]
Calleigh: What happened?
Delko: Did you talk to them?
Horatio: Okay people, here's what's happened. The FBI has taken the lab, and has very graciously allowed us to keep our jobs.
Delko: In return for what?
Horatio: The ball is in their court for now.
Speed: You're kidding right? I'm not going to come to work looking like Agent Mulder with a hangover.
Horatio: I know it's a little hard to take in at the moment, but I'm sure you'll get used to it.
Calleigh: We're just going to go along with it?
Horatio: For the time being.
Speed: I'm not wearing a suit.
Horatio: Speed, we'll work something out. In the meantime, let's get back in there and make sure they don't get lost or...Trip on their own feet. *leaves*
Calleigh: I can't believe this.
Delko: I'm guessing that's why Boa Vista was hired.
Speed: And I said she was a snake, and no one believed me.
Calleigh: I don't know, maybe it'll be fun. *smiles* I can't remember the last time I wore a form-fittin' suit and a badge at the same time. *walks away*
Speed: It's like she eats happy pills for breakfast.
Delko: *laughs* You should try that.
Speed: Are you kidding me? I'm all for Lucky Charms.
Delko: Nice.
Speed: Thank you.
TBC........
And I'm sure, after this slight bump in the road, everything will be okay but who knows. Maybe their relationship will take a turn for the worst.Dying For A Heart
[Outside]
Calleigh: Horatio.
Horatio: *takes off shades* Yes ma'am.
Calleigh: I have info on our second shooter.
Horatio: Let's hear it.
Calleigh: I ran the bullet through the computer, and my search was 'terminated' by the feds.
Horatio: Mhm, that does seem odd doesn't it?
Calleigh: I called the FBI and they said my call couldn't be transfered. My clearance isn't high enough.
Horatio: *smiles* Don't you love the feds?
Calleigh: I take it you got a hold of them.
Horatio: I just got off the phone with Dennis Sackheim. According to him, the gun doesn't exsist, and the bullet that hit our lab certainly doesn't as well.
Calleigh: Cover up.
Horatio: So this case is *puts on shades* Closed.
Calleigh: I'll go file the paperwork. *leaves*
Horatio: Mhm. Speed.
Speed: *walks up* We have a problem.
Horatio: A problem, what kind of problem?
Speed: The FBI have just kicked us out of the lab.
Horatio: What a coincidence.
Speed: I don't appreciate being kicked out of my Trace lab.
Horatio: I understand that Speed. Who authorized it?
Speed: Your friend Sackheim.
Horatio: Interesting.
Speed: They're getting their grimeys all over my lab.
Horatio: Okay, just hang out here with everyone for a while. I'll take care of it. *walks away*
Speed: I'll kill him! I will!
Horatio: I got it Speed! *leaves*
[Inside lab]
Dennis: Put that over there guys. No, wait, turn that table this way.
Horatio: *walks up* Gentlemen, get your hands off that table and excuse us please.
[Guys leave]
Horatio: You want to tell me what you're doing?
Dennis: This lab is now property of the FBI.
Horatio: Since when?
Dennis: Since it's my orders from Washington.
Horatio: Give me their phone number.
Dennis: You want the President of the United States' number.
Horatio: Whatever it takes.
Dennis: Natalia Boa Vista is not in custody anymore. We've released her.
Horatio: She almost killed my CSI.
Dennis: It was her orders.
Horatio: So Washington issues murders now huh?
Dennis: Her orders were to infiltrate the lab. We have reason to believe you're running a less than...Compliant operation.
Horatio: The only thing less than compliant are the people you send in here to shut us down every year.
Dennis: We're running this lab now. Why don't you get back on your bus, and get back to your little road trip.
Horatio: You think I'm going to just let this go?
Dennis: It would be in your best interest.
Horatio: And where do you expect the staff to go?
Dennis: Oh they can keep their jobs. But they answer to the FBI. Your team as well. And that reminds me. There will be a new dress code in place, and there will be no more 'Hummers'. I want you to call up someone to get this paint job fixed. I don't want to be blinded everytime I walk in.
Horatio: Shouldn't you be getting one of your minions to do this?
Dennis: *laughs* That's funny.
Horatio: I won't let you take my lab.
Dennis: It's not your lab anymore. If you'd like to keep that nice title of 'lieutenant' you had better start making those phone calls.
Horatio: Yes sir. *walks away*
[Outside]
Calleigh: What happened?
Delko: Did you talk to them?
Horatio: Okay people, here's what's happened. The FBI has taken the lab, and has very graciously allowed us to keep our jobs.
Delko: In return for what?
Horatio: The ball is in their court for now.
Speed: You're kidding right? I'm not going to come to work looking like Agent Mulder with a hangover.
Horatio: I know it's a little hard to take in at the moment, but I'm sure you'll get used to it.
Calleigh: We're just going to go along with it?
Horatio: For the time being.
Speed: I'm not wearing a suit.
Horatio: Speed, we'll work something out. In the meantime, let's get back in there and make sure they don't get lost or...Trip on their own feet. *leaves*
Calleigh: I can't believe this.
Delko: I'm guessing that's why Boa Vista was hired.
Speed: And I said she was a snake, and no one believed me.
Calleigh: I don't know, maybe it'll be fun. *smiles* I can't remember the last time I wore a form-fittin' suit and a badge at the same time. *walks away*
Speed: It's like she eats happy pills for breakfast.
Delko: *laughs* You should try that.
Speed: Are you kidding me? I'm all for Lucky Charms.
Delko: Nice.
Speed: Thank you.
TBC........
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
Awww Lucky Charms are awesome! lol. Vista was hired to shoot Delko now that's not fair. Sackheim taking over the lab! Thats so not a good thing. lol. And Speed in a suit...hmm...Update soon please.
CSI_in_training
CSI Level Two
Okay, long time ago, but I totally agree. And guess who's gettin' it on with the H-man. He was so close to callin' you gorgeous. I want my delko!!! T_T T_T T_T I'll kill Boa Vista, I swear I will, tryin' to shoot Delko, and when I find out who ordered the hit...watch out, woman on a rampage and OMG DELKO GOT SHOT!!!! THAT NEVER HAPPENS!!!!, should not've had the shmirnoff....Gotta have food, bye! *hugs Delko* I'm not letting you outta my sight ever ever EVER again!
:lol: Don't have too much alkeehol.
Silent Reveree
[Miami Lab]
Dennis: Okay people, here's the deal. Tomorrow you all come in here looking professional.
Speed: All of us?
Dennis: Even you, Speedle. And for God's sakes shave. I don't want people thinking you're one of the suspects.
Speed: *frowns*
Dennis: Miss Duquesne, I'm going to take you off of Ballistics duty and stick you with toxicology. One of my male agents will take care of ballistics.
Calleigh: What! You're getting a man to do my job?!
Dennis: Mister Delko, you're a minority so I'll let you do what you want in your specific field.
Delko: ...Because I'm a minority?
Dennis: The rest of you get to work. *leaves*
Delko: I'll kill him.
Calleigh: He sent a MAN to do my job. A MAN. *grabs Speed by the collar* A MAN!
Speed: Uh...Are you going to hurt me?
Calleigh: *lets go* I'm sorry.
Delko: I'm going to punch his lights out.
Calleigh: Not if I get there first.
Speed: Whoa, whoa guys okay hold on. Let's just think rationally for a second.
Calleigh: Are YOU telling ME to think rationally?
Speed: ...No ma'am.
Calleigh: GOOD.
Delko: I'm going to take that little pencil neck and shove him into a wall.
Calleigh: I'm going to steal his over-priced shoes and knock him over the head with them.
Speed: Guys, GUYS! Hold on a second. Are you all crazy?
Calleigh: He didn't take away your lab.
Delko: He didn't call you a minority.
Speed: Fine, have at him.
[Calleigh/Delko run off]
Katie: *walks in*
Speed: Oh hey, I need to talk to you.
Katie: This isn't really a good time.
Speed: It's a perfect time. We're alone.
Katie: It's not a good time for me.
Speed: Did you go to the doctor?
Katie: You could say that.
Speed: *grabs Katie* What do you mean you could say that?
Katie: I...Went to a clinic.
Speed: Clinic. Like...Medical clinic?
Katie: Well they do medical things there.
Speed: You've been gone for six hours. What were you doing at the clinic that took six hours?
Katie: *crosses arms* I don't think we should talk about this here.
Speed: Why not?
Katie: Tim...
Speed: What did you do?
Katie: Nothing. *walks away*
Speed: Nothing? It couldn't have been nothing if you've been gone so long.
Katie: *stops walking* Um...*sigh* Okay. I went to the doctor, but I didn't go to get a checkup.
Speed: *frowns* What did you go get.
Katie: An...Operation.
Speed: ...You killed our child.
Katie: Don't say it like that.
Speed: There's no other way to say it.
Katie: Look, I told you I wasn't ready.
Speed: So murder's the answer?
Katie: I didn't feel like I had a choice.
Speed: You...What? Of course you had a choice!
Katie: Keep your voice down. I was looking out for myself.
Speed: Well you did a great job. You deserve a medal.
Katie: This isn't funny.
Speed: No one's laughing.
Katie: I thought you'd understand.
Speed: I understand perfectly. You're just like the rest of the murderers out there...*shakes head* See you around.
Katie: What? Where are you going?
Speed: I'm going to do my job. *leaves*
Katie: *angry sigh* Great.
TBC........
Silent Reveree
[Miami Lab]
Dennis: Okay people, here's the deal. Tomorrow you all come in here looking professional.
Speed: All of us?
Dennis: Even you, Speedle. And for God's sakes shave. I don't want people thinking you're one of the suspects.
Speed: *frowns*
Dennis: Miss Duquesne, I'm going to take you off of Ballistics duty and stick you with toxicology. One of my male agents will take care of ballistics.
Calleigh: What! You're getting a man to do my job?!
Dennis: Mister Delko, you're a minority so I'll let you do what you want in your specific field.
Delko: ...Because I'm a minority?
Dennis: The rest of you get to work. *leaves*
Delko: I'll kill him.
Calleigh: He sent a MAN to do my job. A MAN. *grabs Speed by the collar* A MAN!
Speed: Uh...Are you going to hurt me?
Calleigh: *lets go* I'm sorry.
Delko: I'm going to punch his lights out.
Calleigh: Not if I get there first.
Speed: Whoa, whoa guys okay hold on. Let's just think rationally for a second.
Calleigh: Are YOU telling ME to think rationally?
Speed: ...No ma'am.
Calleigh: GOOD.
Delko: I'm going to take that little pencil neck and shove him into a wall.
Calleigh: I'm going to steal his over-priced shoes and knock him over the head with them.
Speed: Guys, GUYS! Hold on a second. Are you all crazy?
Calleigh: He didn't take away your lab.
Delko: He didn't call you a minority.
Speed: Fine, have at him.
[Calleigh/Delko run off]
Katie: *walks in*
Speed: Oh hey, I need to talk to you.
Katie: This isn't really a good time.
Speed: It's a perfect time. We're alone.
Katie: It's not a good time for me.
Speed: Did you go to the doctor?
Katie: You could say that.
Speed: *grabs Katie* What do you mean you could say that?
Katie: I...Went to a clinic.
Speed: Clinic. Like...Medical clinic?
Katie: Well they do medical things there.
Speed: You've been gone for six hours. What were you doing at the clinic that took six hours?
Katie: *crosses arms* I don't think we should talk about this here.
Speed: Why not?
Katie: Tim...
Speed: What did you do?
Katie: Nothing. *walks away*
Speed: Nothing? It couldn't have been nothing if you've been gone so long.
Katie: *stops walking* Um...*sigh* Okay. I went to the doctor, but I didn't go to get a checkup.
Speed: *frowns* What did you go get.
Katie: An...Operation.
Speed: ...You killed our child.
Katie: Don't say it like that.
Speed: There's no other way to say it.
Katie: Look, I told you I wasn't ready.
Speed: So murder's the answer?
Katie: I didn't feel like I had a choice.
Speed: You...What? Of course you had a choice!
Katie: Keep your voice down. I was looking out for myself.
Speed: Well you did a great job. You deserve a medal.
Katie: This isn't funny.
Speed: No one's laughing.
Katie: I thought you'd understand.
Speed: I understand perfectly. You're just like the rest of the murderers out there...*shakes head* See you around.
Katie: What? Where are you going?
Speed: I'm going to do my job. *leaves*
Katie: *angry sigh* Great.
TBC........
speedmonkey2
Head of the Graveyard Shift
Well I don't think were going to be a happy couple for a little while longer. lol. BAd Katie! lol. But its kinda good I guess....because I wasn't ready and...you know there's that peer pressure factor...*looks around* Anyways *clears throat* Pencil neck. Oh man that was hilarious! Update soon please!
Yep. Looks like the happy couple is no longer happy. But if you all know me, you'll know that it probably won't stay that way forever.
Now, we should get back on the road, and JC, you were supposed to be involved in the whole Delko thing, but I can't figure out what I was going to do... :lol: But anyway, I can definitely tell you that Horatio is going to have an interest in you.
I Can Hear You Calling, Looking For Me Too
[Hummerhome]
Horatio: Okay guys, I've decided to take us on a vacation instead of sitting around waiting for the FBI to ruin the very thing that is our souls. So get comfortable and enjoy the ride. *starts engine*
Carly:...Wow what's wrong with you guys?
JC: They haven't spoke in 20 minutes.
Missy: What happened?
Speed: She killed our child.
Missy: What?
JC: WHAT?
Katie: You're not supposed to tell them.
Speed: Oh shut up. They were going to find out sooner or later.
Katie: Don't tell me to shut up.
Calleigh: Did you guys at least talk it over?
Speed: No, she decided to do it on her own.
Katie: I did what I thought was best for me.
Speed: How selfish.
Katie: It was not selfish!
Speed: Yes it was!
Horatio: Whoa! Hey! Enough! Not one more word out of you two or you can walk back to the lab.
Speed: I wouldn't want to walk with her anywhere.
Katie: Go screw yourself.
Speed: Sorry that's your specialty.
Katie: Fine. *leaves, slams door*
Calleigh: Way to go Tim. *leaves*
Delko: I don't get it. What happened?
Carly: Nevermind Eric.
Missy: WERE YOU SHOT!
Delko: ..Yeah.
Missy: MY POOR DELKO! *hugs Delko*
JC: So um...Horatio, what were you saying to me before when we were outside?
Horatio: Hmm..I forgot.
JC: Funny.
Horatio: *smiles* I was about to say you were gorgeous.
JC: Was? *sad face*
Horatio: Well, you still are.
JC: Really? ...I feel so loved.
[Katie's room]
Calleigh: *sits on bed* Hey.
Katie: *crying*
Calleigh: I understand why you did it. A lot of women are put in that position.
Katie: He hates me.
Calleigh: *sigh* He doesn't hate you.
Katie: Yes he does. He said I was a murderer.
Calleigh: You're not a murderer. You're far from it.
Katie: What do I do? What do I say to him?
Calleigh: You don't have to say anything.
Katie: Can I bunk with you tonight?
Calleigh: *smiles* Of course you can.
Katie: *hugs Calleigh*
Calleigh: Don't worry, things will turn around. Everything will be okay.
Katie: I sure hope so.
Calleigh: Would you like to stay in here for a bit?
Katie: Yeah.
Calleigh: Alright. Well, if you need anything just come and get me.
Katie: Okay.
Calleigh: *leaves*
[Out in Hummerhome area]
Delko: YATZEE!
Missy: Eric we're playing Jacks.
Delko: I still won.
Missy: You didn't win. As a matter of fact, you lost five minutes ago.
Delko: ...Darn.
Calleigh: That's an old school game.
Delko: And it's addicting.
JC: Did you need me to look at the map Horatio?
Horatio: Sure.
JC: Where are we headed?
Horatio: Hmm...Well I was thinking we could just head toward California.
JC: Sounds like a plan.
Horatio: *smiles*
JC: ..Hehe.
Anni: God this is so boring. I want to do something fun.
Carly: Go sit on the roof.
Anni: How is that fun?
Carly: You can see how many bugs you can catch.
Anni: ..In my mouth? Ew.
Carly: Grissom does it.
Anni: Who?
Carly: Gr-
Horatio: NO! NO! DON'T SPEAK THE EVIL NAME!
Carly: Grissom?
Horatio: *frowns* Get out.
Carly: Uh...No that's okay. We're kind of moving.
Katie: *walks out, sits on couch*
Calleigh: Did you need anything?
Katie: Nope. I'm good.
Calleigh: Alright.
Delko: YOU CHEATED!
Missy: *gasp* I would never!
JC: Yes you would.
Missy: ..Nu uh.
JC: Yeah huh.
Missy: NO WAY!
JC: YES WAY!
Horatio: Just pick one.
Missy: ...No way.
JC: ...Yes way.
Katie: Tim, pass me a water bottle. I don't feel so good.
Speed: *passes water bottle*
Katie: Thank you. *drinks*
Speed: You're welcome.
JC: So Horatio...I like your hair.
Horatio: It gets me into the best clubs.
JC: *giggles*
Horatio: *smiles* I know, that was a bad one. But thank you anyhow.
JC: No problem.
Horatio: I love that laugh.
JC: Mine?
Horatio: It just makes all the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
JC: Really.
Horatio: Well...Yeah essentially. Either that or it's just breezy in here.
Katie: Okay I think I'm going to hurl.
Calleigh: Are you okay?
Katie: I don't know.
Calleigh: Come on, I'll take you to the bathroom. *grabs Katie*
Katie: Thanks. *gets up*
Delko: Wow she never gets sick in here. Man I hope she doesn't upchuck because I have a phobia.
Speed: *throws pillow*
Delko: OW. ...Okay that was my eye. That's not fair.
JC: Ew omg she's puking ew. *covers ears*
Missy: *covers eyes*
Carly: Why are you covering your eyes?
Missy: I was picturing it.
Carly: ..In your head.
Missy: Yeah.
Carly: Nevermind.
Calleigh: *walks back* I took her to her room.
Horatio: Did you give her anything?
Calleigh: She doesn't want anything.
Horatio: She doesn't want medicine?
Calleigh: I don't think swallowing a bunch of medicine is going to make her feel any better right now. Besides, she doesn't want it anyway.
Horatio: You gave her a bucket or something right? I mean...Those carpets were just installed.
Calleigh: She has everything she needs in there.
Delko: Man now I feel kind of sick.
Missy: DON'T! YOU'LL MAKE US ALL SICK!
Calleigh: Oh he's just sympathy sick. He'll be fine.
Delko: ..I am?
Calleigh: Yes.
Delko: Good.
[20 minutes later]
Carly: ...Man we should do something to fill the silence.
Missy: Like what?
Carly: ...SCRABBLE.
Everyone: NO.
Carly: Well you guys think of something better.
Delko: YAZTEE!
Missy: We're not playing yaztee.
Horatio: I'm driving. I'm plenty entertained.
Calleigh: I'm going to go check on Katie. *leaves*
Horatio: Make sure my carpets are okay!
JC: I'm sure the carpets are fine.
Horatio: You can never be too sure.
Calleigh: *walks in* She won't take medicine and she's getting worse.
Delko: So shove some down her throat.
Calleigh: Yeah my mother tried that when I was a kid too. It just made things worse.
Horatio: I'd talk her into taking the meds, because that's what I'm good at but I'm driving.
Calleigh: ...Hey Tim?
Speed: No. Out of the question.
Calleigh: She won't take it.
Speed: She can suffer.
Calleigh: Come on.
Speed: It's not my problem.
Calleigh: Well if someone doesn't give the medicine to her, it'll be everyone's problem.
Speed: *sigh* Fine. *leaves*
Calleigh: I win.
[Katie's room]
Speed: *walks in* Calleigh says you won't take the meds.
Katie: *grabs bucket*
Speed: *stands back*
[Few seconds later]
Speed: Just take the medicine.
Katie: Look..I know Calleigh sent you in here so don't try and act like you care.
Speed: Fine. Suffer for all I care.
Katie: Fine, I will.
Speed: *rolls eyes* Just take it. You're not proving anything.
Katie: I don't want the medicine.
Speed: You look like crap.
Katie: Thanks.
Speed: You know uh....Calleigh's...worried about you.
Katie: Is she.
Speed: She didn't want to just come out and say it.
Katie: Well I appreciate her...Concern.
Speed: She probably wanted us to talk. That's why she sent me in here.
Katie: Gee, I thought it was out of sheer concern for me.
Speed: That too. So since you're not taking the medicine, I'm going to go.
Katie: Wait!
Speed: *turns around*
Katie: It's good to see Calleigh cares about me.
Speed: Yeah. *leaves*
TBC..........
Now, we should get back on the road, and JC, you were supposed to be involved in the whole Delko thing, but I can't figure out what I was going to do... :lol: But anyway, I can definitely tell you that Horatio is going to have an interest in you.
I Can Hear You Calling, Looking For Me Too
[Hummerhome]
Horatio: Okay guys, I've decided to take us on a vacation instead of sitting around waiting for the FBI to ruin the very thing that is our souls. So get comfortable and enjoy the ride. *starts engine*
Carly:...Wow what's wrong with you guys?
JC: They haven't spoke in 20 minutes.
Missy: What happened?
Speed: She killed our child.
Missy: What?
JC: WHAT?
Katie: You're not supposed to tell them.
Speed: Oh shut up. They were going to find out sooner or later.
Katie: Don't tell me to shut up.
Calleigh: Did you guys at least talk it over?
Speed: No, she decided to do it on her own.
Katie: I did what I thought was best for me.
Speed: How selfish.
Katie: It was not selfish!
Speed: Yes it was!
Horatio: Whoa! Hey! Enough! Not one more word out of you two or you can walk back to the lab.
Speed: I wouldn't want to walk with her anywhere.
Katie: Go screw yourself.
Speed: Sorry that's your specialty.
Katie: Fine. *leaves, slams door*
Calleigh: Way to go Tim. *leaves*
Delko: I don't get it. What happened?
Carly: Nevermind Eric.
Missy: WERE YOU SHOT!
Delko: ..Yeah.
Missy: MY POOR DELKO! *hugs Delko*
JC: So um...Horatio, what were you saying to me before when we were outside?
Horatio: Hmm..I forgot.
JC: Funny.
Horatio: *smiles* I was about to say you were gorgeous.
JC: Was? *sad face*
Horatio: Well, you still are.
JC: Really? ...I feel so loved.
[Katie's room]
Calleigh: *sits on bed* Hey.
Katie: *crying*
Calleigh: I understand why you did it. A lot of women are put in that position.
Katie: He hates me.
Calleigh: *sigh* He doesn't hate you.
Katie: Yes he does. He said I was a murderer.
Calleigh: You're not a murderer. You're far from it.
Katie: What do I do? What do I say to him?
Calleigh: You don't have to say anything.
Katie: Can I bunk with you tonight?
Calleigh: *smiles* Of course you can.
Katie: *hugs Calleigh*
Calleigh: Don't worry, things will turn around. Everything will be okay.
Katie: I sure hope so.
Calleigh: Would you like to stay in here for a bit?
Katie: Yeah.
Calleigh: Alright. Well, if you need anything just come and get me.
Katie: Okay.
Calleigh: *leaves*
[Out in Hummerhome area]
Delko: YATZEE!
Missy: Eric we're playing Jacks.
Delko: I still won.
Missy: You didn't win. As a matter of fact, you lost five minutes ago.
Delko: ...Darn.
Calleigh: That's an old school game.
Delko: And it's addicting.
JC: Did you need me to look at the map Horatio?
Horatio: Sure.
JC: Where are we headed?
Horatio: Hmm...Well I was thinking we could just head toward California.
JC: Sounds like a plan.
Horatio: *smiles*
JC: ..Hehe.
Anni: God this is so boring. I want to do something fun.
Carly: Go sit on the roof.
Anni: How is that fun?
Carly: You can see how many bugs you can catch.
Anni: ..In my mouth? Ew.
Carly: Grissom does it.
Anni: Who?
Carly: Gr-
Horatio: NO! NO! DON'T SPEAK THE EVIL NAME!
Carly: Grissom?
Horatio: *frowns* Get out.
Carly: Uh...No that's okay. We're kind of moving.
Katie: *walks out, sits on couch*
Calleigh: Did you need anything?
Katie: Nope. I'm good.
Calleigh: Alright.
Delko: YOU CHEATED!
Missy: *gasp* I would never!
JC: Yes you would.
Missy: ..Nu uh.
JC: Yeah huh.
Missy: NO WAY!
JC: YES WAY!
Horatio: Just pick one.
Missy: ...No way.
JC: ...Yes way.
Katie: Tim, pass me a water bottle. I don't feel so good.
Speed: *passes water bottle*
Katie: Thank you. *drinks*
Speed: You're welcome.
JC: So Horatio...I like your hair.
Horatio: It gets me into the best clubs.
JC: *giggles*
Horatio: *smiles* I know, that was a bad one. But thank you anyhow.
JC: No problem.
Horatio: I love that laugh.
JC: Mine?
Horatio: It just makes all the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
JC: Really.
Horatio: Well...Yeah essentially. Either that or it's just breezy in here.
Katie: Okay I think I'm going to hurl.
Calleigh: Are you okay?
Katie: I don't know.
Calleigh: Come on, I'll take you to the bathroom. *grabs Katie*
Katie: Thanks. *gets up*
Delko: Wow she never gets sick in here. Man I hope she doesn't upchuck because I have a phobia.
Speed: *throws pillow*
Delko: OW. ...Okay that was my eye. That's not fair.
JC: Ew omg she's puking ew. *covers ears*
Missy: *covers eyes*
Carly: Why are you covering your eyes?
Missy: I was picturing it.
Carly: ..In your head.
Missy: Yeah.
Carly: Nevermind.
Calleigh: *walks back* I took her to her room.
Horatio: Did you give her anything?
Calleigh: She doesn't want anything.
Horatio: She doesn't want medicine?
Calleigh: I don't think swallowing a bunch of medicine is going to make her feel any better right now. Besides, she doesn't want it anyway.
Horatio: You gave her a bucket or something right? I mean...Those carpets were just installed.
Calleigh: She has everything she needs in there.
Delko: Man now I feel kind of sick.
Missy: DON'T! YOU'LL MAKE US ALL SICK!
Calleigh: Oh he's just sympathy sick. He'll be fine.
Delko: ..I am?
Calleigh: Yes.
Delko: Good.
[20 minutes later]
Carly: ...Man we should do something to fill the silence.
Missy: Like what?
Carly: ...SCRABBLE.
Everyone: NO.
Carly: Well you guys think of something better.
Delko: YAZTEE!
Missy: We're not playing yaztee.
Horatio: I'm driving. I'm plenty entertained.
Calleigh: I'm going to go check on Katie. *leaves*
Horatio: Make sure my carpets are okay!
JC: I'm sure the carpets are fine.
Horatio: You can never be too sure.
Calleigh: *walks in* She won't take medicine and she's getting worse.
Delko: So shove some down her throat.
Calleigh: Yeah my mother tried that when I was a kid too. It just made things worse.
Horatio: I'd talk her into taking the meds, because that's what I'm good at but I'm driving.
Calleigh: ...Hey Tim?
Speed: No. Out of the question.
Calleigh: She won't take it.
Speed: She can suffer.
Calleigh: Come on.
Speed: It's not my problem.
Calleigh: Well if someone doesn't give the medicine to her, it'll be everyone's problem.
Speed: *sigh* Fine. *leaves*
Calleigh: I win.
[Katie's room]
Speed: *walks in* Calleigh says you won't take the meds.
Katie: *grabs bucket*
Speed: *stands back*
[Few seconds later]
Speed: Just take the medicine.
Katie: Look..I know Calleigh sent you in here so don't try and act like you care.
Speed: Fine. Suffer for all I care.
Katie: Fine, I will.
Speed: *rolls eyes* Just take it. You're not proving anything.
Katie: I don't want the medicine.
Speed: You look like crap.
Katie: Thanks.
Speed: You know uh....Calleigh's...worried about you.
Katie: Is she.
Speed: She didn't want to just come out and say it.
Katie: Well I appreciate her...Concern.
Speed: She probably wanted us to talk. That's why she sent me in here.
Katie: Gee, I thought it was out of sheer concern for me.
Speed: That too. So since you're not taking the medicine, I'm going to go.
Katie: Wait!
Speed: *turns around*
Katie: It's good to see Calleigh cares about me.
Speed: Yeah. *leaves*
TBC..........
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Lucky Charms, yum I had them when I went to New York. Theres a sweet shop in the local mall that sells them here but they want £7.50 I think it was for a box(I just converted that to dollars, ha $13.97).
Anyway poor Katie and evil Boa Vista grr short poor Eric.
Anyway poor Katie
and evil Boa Vista grr short poor Eric.- Status