CSI:Miami RT #12 - 'Road To Nowhere'

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APL Financial, Miami

Scott: *steps off elevator*

Bob: *walks over* We have a situation.

Scott: What is it?

Bob: Walk with me. *walks away*

Scott: *follows*

Bob: Roger got rid of bonuses. At least the ones for the low men and women on the totem pole.

Scott: Alright. Why'd that happen?

Bob: He says we need to cut our potential losses. And that's why he also got rid of the pensions.

Scott: *looks at Bob* Pensions.

Bob: Mhm. I don't think you even want to know about the insurance policies.

Scott: Doesn't this company have a board of directors?

Bob: They were all too scared to lose their jobs so they went along with it.

Scott: Where is he?

Bob: His office.

Large office

Roger: *staring at television* Love satellite.

Scott: *walks in*

Roger: *looks at Scott, stands* What are you doing here?

Scott: I have some questions of my own.

Roger: You're gone, Finch. You got a problem with how I run this company, put something in the complaint box.

Scott: What the hell do you think you're doing? You can't just take away your employees' health insurance packages. They have contracts. And speaking of contracts, why exactly did you think cancelling their pensions was a genius decision? We want people to work for us and we want to make sure hard, dedicated work doesn't go unnoticed. It's the least we can do.

Roger: Do you miss being CEO?

Scott: *places hands on hips*

Roger: This isn't yours anymore. I run the show.

Scott: You might run the company but I own it and I'm not very happy. Put this firm BACK the way I had it or I'm going to toss you out on your ass!

Roger: *stares at Scott*

Scott: Don't make me come down here again. Got it?

Roger: *nods*

Scott: *walks away*

Roger: *looks at Bob*

Bob: HA.

Roger: *frowns*

Bob: I'm...gonna go. *turns around, walks away*

Elevator

Bob: *runs in*

Scott: *presses button*

Bob: Please fire him.

Scott: He's just high on power and money.

Bob: Even so, he's not a good leader. *looks at Scott* Have you ever told CNN to shove it?

Scott: No.

Bob: He has.

Scott: Look, I know you don't like him but you guys picked him so give him another chance.

Bob: I didn't pick him. And we really do miss you around here, Scotty.

Scott: I'm sorry, I can't come back full time.

Bob: Part time?

Scott: You'll be fine.

Bob: Ugh, families. I wish I had one.

Scott: *looks at Bob* ...You have 3 children.

Bob: They haven't spoken to me in 8 years.

Elevator doors open

Scott: *steps off elevator*

Bob: *runs over* What if you just spent a couple hours a day here. Y'know, to help me run through some numbers.

Scott: Which numbers?

Bob: I don't know, numbers! Come on, you've gotta be feeling useless around the house.

Scott: *scratches head* Well, sometimes but I'm sure Lori mostly appreciates the help.

Bob: Sure she does. Look, Scotty, you were made to run the world. You thrive in environments that demand high stress and personal relations. OH! Ever consider politics?

Scott: No. *picks up folder from counter, hands it to Bob* Go back upstairs and do your job. I'm going home.

Bob: I can call you, right?

Scott: No. *walks away*

Bob: *sigh*

Parkinglot

Scott: *opens car door* ...*looks at Tom*

Tom: *leaning against car, lights cigarette*

Scott: ...Can I help you?

Tom: Got time for a drink?

Scott: ...*looks down at watch* It's 9:30 in the morning.

Tom: Alright, breakfast. I'm trying to be a guy here.

Scott: Okay. Hop in.

Tom: I know a place across the street.

Scott: Do you need to speak to me about something?

Tom: No. Well, yes. But no.

Scott: *nods slowly* Okay.

Tom: It's a personal matter.

Scott: Oh Tom, I'm sure Anni doesn't hold it against you. It's a very common problem with men.

Tom: What? No. It's a personal police matter.

Scott: Why would I be helpful with that?

Tom: ...New York thing.

Scott: Right. Well, anything I can do to help.

Tom: Great. *walks away*

TBC......................................
 
Hmm...It's nice to see Scott back in action...even nicer that he understands that he has a family and that he's returning to them. I can see him in a limited capacity though, that wouldn't hurt.

And what's this mysterious meeting with TOm and Scotty about New York? I can't wait to see...

Awesome update!
 
Thanks for the reviews! :)

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Westchester, New York, 4 days later

Scott: *steps out of car* I thought you said this was police business.

Tom: I said personal police business. I'm a cop and I have personal business.

Scott: That's not really the same thing. *looks up at house* Nice place. Whose is it?

Tom: Mine.

Scott: *looks at Tom*

Tom: It was actually my father's winter house. My siblings don't want the hassle of fixing it up and selling it.

Scott: I thought you didn't want anything that belonged to your father.

Tom: I don't but it turns out I'm not making as much now that I'm on desk duty and I've got a baby on the way, y'know?

Scott: Understandable.

Tom: Can you help me sell it?

Scott: ...I'm not a real estate agent.

Tom: Yeah but nobody screws with you and you're good with...this stuff. I'm not a businessman. Plus, you're here more than I am. *lifts keys* Let's go inside.

Inside house

Scott: *looks around*

Tom: I can still smell the jackassery.

Scott: What does that smell like?

Tom: Smells like 1.5 million dollars.

Scott: It's beautiful.

Tom: You know how many interns he took here? He would have gotten along great with your father.

Scott: *nods*

Tom: Kind of ironic. We both had dicks for dads, huh. *smiles* We could have been brothers.

Scott: This place'll need to be cleaned before you can sell it.

Tom: Sure. Has Lori spoken about me since she got back?

Scott: *looks at Tom*

Tom: Just out of curiosity.

Scott: She hasn't mentioned you.

Tom: Really?

Scott: Is that shocking to you? Especially since she doesn't know you.

Tom: I bet you're real happy about that.

Scott: I'm not happy that she has no memory of her life.

Tom: So if you could go back and do things differently, you'd rather that she remember me.

Scott: I'd rather that she didn't lose her memory.

Tom: *rolls eyes* You never give a straight answer. Must be why you're so good at PR.

Scott: *walks upstairs*

Tom: *follows*

Bedroom

Scott: *steps in*

Tom: *walks over*

Scott: This is where he died?

Tom: Yeah. Hospital moved him here after about a year. He spent his last 3 weeks in that bed.

Scott: You never visited him.

Tom: No reason to. Besides, when he got sick, I was messed up on heroin. He wasn't the first thought on my mind at the time.

Scott: *nods*

Tom: *looks at watch* So where are you setting me up tonight?

Scott: *frowns*

Manhattan, condo

Tom: *walks in* Wow, nice digs. This is where you uh...stay when you're in town.

Scott: *steps in, shuts door* Yeah. There's a bedroom upstairs you can use.

Tom: *walks into kitchen*

Scott: *sigh*

Kitchen

Tom: *grabs beer, opens it*

Scott: *takes beer* I would appreciate it if you didn't drink.

Tom: You need to relax, Scotty. It's one beer.

Scott: Yeah and that'll lead to 18 more. I don't want strippers showing up again.

Tom: *laughs* That was pretty funny, you have to admit.

Scott: *frowns*

Tom: What? It was your birthday.

Scott: I'm a married man.

Tom: Strippers don't care.

Scott: *waves hand, walks away*

Tom: *smiles*

Living room

Scott: *sits, turns on television*

Tom: Hey, can I order a pizza?

Scott: No.

Tom: ...Chinese?

Scott: No.

Tom: Is this some sort of punishment?

Scott: Punishment?

Tom: Yeah. I dragged you here so I don't get to eat or drink.

Scott: I don't want you getting your hands on a phone book.

Tom: *sits on couch* You don't trust me at all.

Scott: No. I don't.

Tom: *grabs remote, presses buttons* Oh, my kind of channel.

Scott: I don't think so. *grabs remote, turns off television*

Tom: *leans back on couch* At least Lori's fun.

Scott: *frowns*

Tom: What do you guys do together? Crossword puzzles?

Scott: You ever consider growing up? It's what adults do.

Tom: You can be an adult and not be boring at the same time.

Scott: What do you propose we do? Crack?

Tom: *frowns* Ha. Ha.

TBC...............................
 
Ah...the quintessenital odd couple. Now this is classic... At least they can have adult conversations without reverting to trying to kill each other, that's refreshing. I do like Scott's jab. And I do think it hurts Tom that she doesn't mention him. This is the greatest time for him to learn how to get over it...LOL

Awesome update!
 
Why does that we could have been brothers comment scare me so much! Lol! That would actually be funny if Tom and Scott were brothers! lol! I can't wait to see what craziness these 2 get caught up in! Something always seem to happen when they are together!

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks for the reviews! :D

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Gables Estates, house, bedroom, 11pm

Lori: *turns out light, lies down*

Steph: *pushes door open, crying* MOMMA!

Lori: *lifts head, looks at Steph* What's wrong?

Steph: *runs over, jumps into bed*

Lori: *turns on light*

Steph: *wiping eyes* I want Tommy.

Lori: *lifts brow* Why?

Steph: *sniffs* Bad dream.

Lori: Uh huh. Well I'm here.

Steph: *wraps arms around Lori*

Lori: Oof.

Steph: *sniffs*

Lori: What was the dream about?

Steph: Big bad men with guns.

Lori: I see.

Steph: They were gonna kill me.

Lori: ...You need to stop watching crime shows.

Steph: Tommy stops bad guys.

Lori: ...Right.

Steph: *lies down on bed*

Lori: *looks at Steph* You need to sleep in your own room.

Steph: Nope. *covers self with blankets*

Lori: *smirks* You're lucky you're cute.

Manhattan, condo, 1am

Tom: Alright, look, there's only one surefire way to get Lori to put out.

Scott: *staring at television* I don't remember asking your opinion.

Tom: You brought it up.

Scott: I brought up that Lori's been distant, not prudish.

Tom: Want to know how she ticks? Listen to me.

Scott: Tom, I don't need your help.

Tom: Step one. Don't say anything. Lori hates it when people overthink everything, especially men. To her, we're animals.

Scott: I'm not an animal.

Tom: Sure you are. But we'll get to that.

Scott: *sigh*

Tom: Step two. Don't negotiate your role with her. You need to be dominant.

Scott: No I don't.

Tom: You do if you want to get some in the next millenia. I'm surprised you even have kids.

Scott: *frowns*

Tom: Step thr-

Scott: Have you stopped to consider that Lori's not exactly the same person? Your theories about her might be off.

Tom: Step three. Don't be afraid to be physical. Y'know, rough.

Scott: *lifts brow*

Tom: But don't over-do it.

Scott: Alright, this conversation is over. We've officially crossed into disturbing territory.

Tom: You want my help or not?

Scott: I don't. *stands, walks upstairs*

Tom: *angry sigh*

Upstairs, hallway

Scott: *opens door*

Tom: *walks over* What's your problem? You don't like that you're not 110% perfect at everything? That the only way your wife has any interest in you is if she has a head injury?

Scott: *turns around*

Tom: *stares at Scott*

Scott: I love my wife. Either way.

Tom: *nods*

Scott: I would be eternally greateful if you would just stay out of it. Please.

Tom: Okay.

Scott: Thank you. *walks into bedroom, shuts door*

Tom: Sheesh.

Wall Street, 9am

Tom: *gets out of cab* What are we doing on Wall Street?

Scott: I just have to run into the office real quick.

Tom: *looks around* You have an office?

Scott: Well, no. Not exactly. You see that building across the street?

Tom: You mean the one that's not finished and has construction guys everywhere?

Scott: Yeah, thats APL Financial.

Tom: *looks up* Uh...I'll stay here.

Scott: *looks at Tom* What's wrong?

Tom: Your office is probably...high up.

Scott: Right.

Tom: How...*scratches head* ...how high exactly is it?

Scott: 100 storeys.

Tom: And it's...it's almost finished, right? I mean, nothing's going to...fall on us.

Scott: Like what?

Tom: Well you know, the usual. Tools, hardhats, pieces of cement, depressed investment moguls...

Scott: You'll be fine.

Tom: Famous last words.

Scott: *walks into building*

Tom: *steps in, looks around*

Scott: *walks up to reception desk, grabs book*

Tom: Wow. Granite, that's nice. Was that expensive?

Scott: Probably. *writing*

Tom: It smells nice. Like potpourri. *looks at Scott* How do you get the urine smell out of the place?

Scott: *smirks* C'mon. *walks away*

Tom: *follows*

100th floor, hallway

Tom: *staring at floor, walking*

Scott: You okay?

Tom: No. Why are we here?

Scott: I just need to speak to some people and then we can go.

Tom: I hate you.

Scott: *walks away*

Tom: Ugh.

Bob: *walks out of boardroom* Alright, we'll see where this goes but I certainly like the cut of your jip.

Matthew: Well that means a lot, sir. Thank you.

Bob: I'll be in touch.

Tom: *looks at Matthew*

Bob: *walks away*

Matthew: *pulls out phone, looks down*

Tom: *stares at Matthew*

Matthew: *lifts eyes* ...Can I help you?

Tom: No, I...you just look familiar, that's all.

Matthew: *walks away*

Tom: *looks down hall*

Scott: *walks over* We can go.

Tom: Great. Where to?

Scott: I know a good real estate agent a few blocks from here. She might be able to help.

Tom: *nods*

Scott: Let's go.

Elevator

Tom: *presses button*

Scott: *stares at door*

Tom: Hey uh...you seem to really like working down here. I mean, it's not for everyone, right?

Scott: It can be stressful.

Tom: Where do you think you'd be right now if you hadn't met Lori?

Scott: Dead.

Tom: *looks at Scott*

TBC................................
 
What an awesome update! Lori and Steph...Tom and Scott bonding ( in a curious manner, may I say) and there's something peculiar about Matthew... I cannot wait for more...But Tom was extremely harsh to say that the only reason why Lori has any interest in Scotty is because of her head injury...I think that was uncalled for. I think that Tom's still a bit sore about Lori's dismissal of him...but...hey...that's just me.

Awesome!
 
Thank you Tom for the Top 3 ways to sexually abuse Lori! LMAOROF! Jeez! Does he ever quit! What is he trying to prove anyway that he is a beast in the bed or something! this pissing contest has got to end sometime. Lol!

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks for the reviews! :)

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Gables Estates, house, 3pm

Scott: *walks in*

Lori: *runs over, wraps arms around Scott*

Scott: *blinks*

Lori: *sigh* You're home.

Scott: Yeah.

Lori: I sent Steph off to school and Dom to daycare. *lets go* And I cleaned up the house, I hope that's okay.

Scott: It's fine.

Lori: Your lunch is on the table, it's hot.

Scott: *lifts brow* ...Okay.

Kitchen

Lori: *pulls out chair* It's your favourite. Pulled pork pizza with Jack Daniels barbeque sauce and extra cheese. Oh! And a 7up.

Scott: *staring at table*

Lori: And tonight after our candle-lit swim, I'll give you a massage.

Scott: Uh...alright.

Lori: *smiles* While you eat, I'm going to go press your shirts. *runs*

Scott: Whoa. *grabs Lori's arm* What era are we in?

Lori: What do you mean?

Scott: I guess I'm just a little confused. You've never offered to 'press my shirts'.

Lori: I haven't?

Scott: No.

Lori: ...Oh. I'm sorry.

Scott: Lori, where did you get all this from?

Lori: I was speaking to my mother, she said-

Scott: You believed her?

Lori: ...She's my mother.

Scott: *sigh* There are a few things you should know about your mother. For starters, she likes to manipulate people. I'm not in the least bit surprised she made you believe you were a Stepford Housewife. I married you because you weren't like every woman I'd ever met in my circle.

Lori: Meaning what?

Scott: Meaning you have a brain and you don't serve my every whim.

Lori: There's something wrong with me making you lunch?

Scott: No, absolutely not. I simply think there needs to be a line drawn somewhere.

Lori: ...I'm just trying to be a good wife. I don't want to be disappointing.

Scott: Be yourself.

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Scott: Stop trying to be who everyone else thinks you should be.

Lori: But then I won't be the same person you married.

Scott: *smiles* Don't worry about it, Lori.

Lori: *nods*

Scott: Why don't we share lunch.

Lori: I'm not hungry.

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *walks away*

Living room

Lori: *sits*

Scott: *walks over, sits* You alright?

Lori: No, maybe, I don't know. I uh...I really wish I could remember everything.

Scott: It'll take time.

Lori: How long are you willing to wait? What if I never remember?

Scott: It's okay.

Lori: *lowers head* ...It's not okay to me.

Scott: Then we'll start over.

Lori: *lifts eyes*

Scott: *smirks*

Lori: *reaches over, hugs Scott*

Scott: *wraps arms around Lori*

Lori: *sigh*

Scott: *kisses Lori's cheek* Let's eat lunch.

Lori: *blinks, looks at Scott*

Scott: ...Unless you'd rather just watch a movie or something.

Lori: *places hand on Scott's cheek*

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: ...I'm sorry.

Scott: For what?

Lori: ...Being selfish. I understand I wasn't exactly...faithful to you before.

Scott: We're starting over. Remember?

Lori: Right.

Scott: Come on. *stands, walks away*

Miami Lab, trace

Tom: *places slide under microscope*

Speed: *walks over*

Tom: *looks into microscope*

Speed: You got my sample?

Tom: Yeah, it's printing.

Speed: Great.

Tom: *turns around, grabs paper from printer*

Speed: What is it?

Tom: Dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane.

Speed: English.

Tom: It's a pesticide.

Speed: Is it unique?

Tom: ...It's on it's way to being banned, if that helps. Very toxic.

Speed: Excellent.

Tom: *lifts brow*

Speed: Oh, I already knew all that. Just keeping you on your toes. *winks, walks away*

Tom: *frowns*

Calleigh: *walks in* What was that about?

Tom: Does he check everyone's work like that?

Calleigh: No. Well, at least he used to when Eric started here. *smiles* He must like you.

Tom: I doubt it.

Calleigh: Do you have my results?

Tom: I would page you if I did.

Calleigh: *smile fades* Oh. Well Tim usually just has them ready.

Tom: *stares at Calleigh* ...I'm not Tim.

Calleigh: Right.

Tom: When I have something, I'll let you know.

Calleigh: *nods*

Tom: *grabs pipet*

Calleigh: Maybe you should stand while you do that. Makes the lab look more professional.

Tom: *lifts eyes*

Calleigh: I'm leaving, I'm leaving. *walks away*

Tom: *shakes head*

Biscayne Park, house, 6pm

Katie: You know what you're naming her?

Anni: Nah, we're probably going to improvise.

Katie: Seriously? The second I learned the gender of my kids, I had names picked out within a day. Of course Tim wasn't much help on Lori anyway because I had moved to California to get away from his fists. Tom doesn't beat you, does he?

Anni: No.

Katie: Good. OH! Can I suggest some names?

Anni: Sure.

Katie: Name her Katie.

Anni: No.

Katie: Why not? It's a great name.

Anni: I don't want to take the chance.

Katie: Ha. Ha. OH! Ariel!

Anni: I'm not naming my child after a mermaid.

Katie: OMEGA!

Anni: *frowns*

Katie: Roxy.

Anni: No porn star names.

Katie: But those are the best ones.

Anni: I don't think so.

Katie: Rose.

Anni: Rose Grey? That's even worse than a porn name.

Katie: It's very colorful.

Anni: *rolls eyes*

Katie: Velveeta.

Anni: Isn't that cheese?

Katie: Havana.

Anni: You don't get to pick anything named after processed foods, cities or prescription medication.

Katie: Damn. Allegra was next on my list.

TBC..........................
 
Awwwwwww poor Lori, she's worried that she won't be able to be the wife she thinks he wants her to be. What she doesn't know is that he craves the Lori of old, but, it's awesome that he's willing to start over for her. A clean slate, as it were. Scott is just awesome like that.

Tom and his antics at the lab...It's pretty cool that Speed's starting to like Tom, although that's a bit interesting...Glad to see folks can move on from things....

LOL RT Katie giving up names... RT Anni's better off pulling them out of thin air...


Awesome update!
 
Damn Katie is cracking me up with the names ! lol! Velveeta ! Lol! What next, vagina! lol! She'll be wanting to name the Baby Vagina Clementia Or some god awful sexually transmitted disease name! lol!

Whats up with Speed winking at Tom? WTF! Is he trying to start a new Bromance? OMG Is he dumping Scott for Tom ? He can't do that! They've been together for ever ! Oh I can't take it ! If that happens, Well I guess... ! guess I'll just have to Not read this anymore ! Yeah ! That's what I'll do ! And And I'll start a position! This just can't happen ! your ruining this Story! Lol!

NOOOOT ! Lol!

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks for the reviews. :D

^ Don't worry, the Scott/Speed bromance lives on. ;)

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Dade Daycare Facility, 6:30pm

Scott: *steps up to counter*

Lady: *smiles* Hey, it's nice to see you!

Lori: *walks over*

Scott: *smiles* If Dominick's ready, we'll take him off your hands.

Lady: ...Dom's already home, isn't he?

Scott: *smile fades* What do you mean?

Lady: Someone already came and got him. I assumed he was a friend of yours.

Scott: Was his name Tom?

Lady: I don't remember. But he had a badge.

Scott: *looks at Lori*

Lori: *shrugs*

Scott: *looks at Lady* You always hand over children to random people?

Lady: I-I thought he had permission from you. I mean, he's a police officer. We can trust them.

Scott: *pulls out cellphone, dials*

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Scott: ...Hey Carter, you can stop filling in for me anytime. Where the hell is my child?

Lori: *looks down at counter, pulls book over*

Scott: What do you mean you don't have him? You're the only one who ever picks him up if Lori and I aren't able to get here. *walks away*

Lori: *opens book* Do people sign in everytime they come here?

Lady: It's not required but we like to keep track.

Lori: *flips through pages* Did this man sign in?

Lady: I really couldn't tell you, it was extremely busy here. Do you recognize any names?

Lori: *shakes head*

Lady: Your husband seems really pissed.

Lori: *lifts eyes* You lost his child. You're lucky he hasn't climbed over this counter and popped a few caps in your ass.

Scott: *walks over* What time did they leave?

Lady: I'm not sure.

Scott: Get sure.

Lady: Maybe...30 minutes ago?

Scott: What did he look like?

Lady: I don't remember.

Scott: What do you mean you don't remember? He wasn't invisible!

Lady: Don't get flippant with me.

Scott: You gave my son to a stranger!

Lady: That's not my problem.

Scott: *flips counter up, steps into room*

Lori: *grabs Scott's arm*

Lady: Don't come any closer or I'll call the cops.

Scott: I just did. It's going to take them 3 minutes to get here, you have that much time to live.

Lori: Scott, stop it.

Lady: We're not responsible for any lost or stolen items.

Lori: *looks at Lady* I don't think children fall under that category.

Lady: *shrugs*

Lori: Scott, go take Steph home. I'll stay here.

Scott: No. I'm not leaving.

Lori: I can't watch her and you at the same time. One of you is bound to get into trouble and I'm not really betting on Stephanie.

Scott: *looks at Lori*

Lori: Go.

Scott: ...*nods*

Lori: Thank you.

Scott: *turns around, walks away*

Lori: *sigh*

10 minutes later

Horatio: *steps through door*

Lori: *looks at Horatio*

Horatio: Lori.

Lori: *nods*

Horatio: Dominick's missing?

Lori: Yeah. Apparently he was taken about a half hour ago by someone with a badge. This woman over here's in charge.

Horatio: *looks at Lady* Tell me about this man.

Lady: He was a cop.

Horatio: Did he give ID?

Lady: I don't ask for ID if I see a badge.

Horatio: Did he sign the log?

Lady: No.

Horatio: How about his appearance?

Lori: We already went through this with her. She's drawing a blank. Apparently she was in a plane crash too.

Horatio: I'm going to need your security footage.

Lady: We don't have any. Cameras are fake.

Horatio: *takes off shades*

Lady: Maybe if we charged a little more, we could spring for some better security.

Lori: Or staff.

Lady: *looks at Lori*

Horatio: ...Tell me about this man's badge. Did it look like mine?

Lady: *looks at badge* ...No. His was silver. I think it said 'Detective' on it.

Horatio: Do you remember what he was driving?

Lady: Kind of hard not to notice a bigass Hummer. You know, those things are going to put our planet in jeopardy.

Horatio: *nods* Thank you. I'll be in touch.

Lady: *walks away*

Horatio: *looks at Lori* Do you know of anyone who would have a reason to do this?

Lori: Are you kidding me? I barely know who my own father is.

Horatio: Okay. Where's Scott?

Lori: He's driving Steph back home.

Horatio: Then we'll go back there.

Miami Lab, A/V

Calleigh: *typing*

Natalia: *walks over* Need any help?

Calleigh: Horatio just called. We need to locate a Hummer involved in a child abduction.

Natalia: Someone used a department vehicle?

Calleigh: Seems like it.

Natalia: Not very smart. All the Hummers are LoJacked.

Calleigh: We still need to find out which one's missing. There are probably a half dozen detectives out in the field right now.

Natalia: So they'll be signed for.

Calleigh: I'm checking the names right now.

Screen pops up

Natalia: Okay, we've got Eric Delko, Ryan Wolfe and Tim Speedle. We can probably cross them off the list.

Calleigh: No. We can't.

Natalia: *looks at Calleigh* You think one of them would really kidnap a child?

Calleigh: Anything's possible when we're looking internally. We've got 4 Hummers signed out.

Natalia: What about current inventory?

Calleigh: *typing*

Natalia: *stares at screen*

Calleigh: 2.

Natalia: The department has 7 Hummers. We're missing one.

Calleigh: Then that's the one we need to find. VIN numbers are logged after each shift so I'll cross-reference.

Natalia: Great. I'm going to head over to PD and see if I can narrow down the suspect pool.

Gables Estates, house

Horatio: *sits*

Lori: *lifts head* Scott, sit down.

Scott: *turns around* Why would anyone do this? Why would a cop do this?

Horatio: Can you think of any enemies you may have?

Scott: As far as I know, there are none.

Horatio: What about Lori?

Scott: Uh...*rubs forehead* I don't know, the Colombians?

Lori: Why would the Colombians hate me?

Scott: It's a long story. Look, none of this is making any sense. Shouldn't there be a ransom or something? If someone's just after money, I can pay it.

Horatio: I don't think this is about money.

Scott: How do you know that?

Horatio: The way this happened seems very disorganized, almost spur-of-the-moment. Also, the fact that a department vehicle was stolen suggests this person either wants to be caught or doesn't care.

Scott: So he's a psychopath. Great. *walks upstairs*

Lori: *lowers eyes*

Horatio: We'll find him.

Lori: ...I wish it actually mattered to me.

Horatio: *stares at Lori*

Cellphone rings

Horatio: *opens phone, places it up to ear* Yeah.

Natalia: May have found our guy. Gavin West. He was fired this afternoon after he popped positive on his random drug test. No one's seen him since but his car's still out back.

Horatio: Find him. *closes phone*

Lori: You know who it was that took him?

Horatio: We have a very promising lead. I'll keep you posted. *stands, walks away*

TBC..............................
 
Oh Shit ! I thought Gavin went to jail for breaking in on Lori and why didn't he loose his job then? I hope they catch that bastard Lol! Everybody mount up we got to catch us a kid napper ! Wooo Hooo!

Great update Geni!
 
I want Lori to care!!! :( Poor Scotty's going to lose it real soon, he's going to need to cry on someone's shoulder. Ugh to the daycare worker though, she needed a face plant to the counter for sure. And GAVIN! He needs to go to a corner and just...die...


Awesome update!
 
Flash said:
I thought Gavin went to jail for breaking in on Lori and why didn't he loose his job then?
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You'd think he would have, wouldn't you? :p

Thanks for the reviews! :lol:

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Gables Estates, master bathroom, 7:00pm

Lori: *steps in*

Scott: *lifts head*

Lori: ...You always hide in here?

Scott: Only when I need to think.

Lori: Mind if I join you?

Scott: Not at all.

Lori: *shuts door, walks over* Steph's asking why you're so upset. Apparently it doesn't happen often. *sits*

Scott: ...I shouldn't have waited so long to pick him up.

Lori: It's not your fault.

Scott: I'm supposed to protect my family. I'm supposed to be the one who makes sure everyone goes to sleep safe in their beds.

Lori: It was that facility's oversight, not yours. Those cops seem to know what they're doing. They even have a suspect.

Scott: What if it's too late?

Lori: I refuse to believe that and so should you.

Scott: *lowers head*

Lori: Hey. Come on, buck up. When the world's falling down around your ears, you don't curl into a ball, you stand and fight it.

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Lori: If you don't, this guy's getting exactly what he wants. Fear and guilt.

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: Besides, if I married a guy who gave up all the time, something tells me I'd be divorced right now.

Scott: *smirks*

Lori: *smiles*

Scott: I love you.

Lori: *nods*

Scott: *leans closer, kisses Lori's cheek*

Lori: *closes eyes*

Scott: We should have dinner.

Lori: Mm. Yeah.

Scott: *stands, walks away*

Lori: *sigh*

Dining room

Steph: *looks around* How come Dommy's not here?

Lori: He's on a trip.

Steph: Oh. But he's missin' mashed taters.

Lori: He'll have some when he gets home.

Steph: When's he gettin' home?

Scott: Eat your dinner.

Steph: *looks at Scott*

Lori: *pours water*

Scott: *drinks wine*

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Steph: Daddy, you're still sad.

Scott: I'm fine.

Lori: *grabs Scott's hand*

Scott: ...How was school?

Steph: We learned about Mars.

Scott: That's good.

Steph: It's big and red and really far away.

Scott: *nods*

Miami Lab, A/V

Horatio: *steps over* Ms. Boa Vista. What do we have on our Hummer?

Natalia: I'm tracking it right now. It left the department at 5:45pm, stopped at Dade Daycare Facility for 4 minutes and hightailed it out of town.

Horatio: Where is it now?

Natalia: Stopped on Old State Road, just outside of North Key Largo.

Horatio: That's a lot of ground to cover. Can you narrow it down?

Natalia: *typing*

Horatio: *staring at screen*

Natalia: 2 miles from the Crocodile Lake National Wildlife Preserve.

Horatio: That's where we need to be. *opens phone, walks away*

TBC.............................
 
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