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

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APL Financial Miami, 48th floor, 4pm

Lori: *walks out of office, stops*

Everyone: *staring at Lori*

Lori: *walks away*

Scott: *steps out of office, leans against wall*

Everyone: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *buttons cuffs of shirt* What, you're telling me none of you have ever wanted to do that?

Bob: *stares at Scott*

Scott: The Miami branch needs to live a little. You're all getting a bonus. *walks away*

Bob: *looks back* ...Did he just say what I think he said?

Woman: His wife needs to come around more often.

Bob: Preferably around Christmas.

Elevator

Bob: *runs in*

Scott: *looks at Bob*

Bob: I thought office romances were a big no-no around here.

Scott: *tucks shirt in* It's not an office romance.

Bob: You're bending the rules.

Elevator doors open

Scott: May as well give the gossip crew something to chew on, right? *slaps Bob on the back, walks away*

Bob: I...guess.

Lobby

Tom: Where the hell have you both been? I've been waiting here for hours.

Lori: Scott and I were just...*looks at Scott* having a discussion.

Scott: *walks over* I apologize for taking up all of her time.

Tom: Lori, get in the car.

Lori: *walks away*

Tom: *looks at Scott* Discussing my ass. You know she has some real issues she needs to deal with. I thought that's why you two were separated.

Scott: It is.

Tom: Sending her a bunch of mixed signals isn't really going to help, my friend.

Scott: So I caved. *stares at Tom* I'm not the first person to do it.

Tom: That...is irrelevant.

Scott: *crosses arms*

Tom: Great, now she's going to be gooey over you all night.

Scott: And that's a problem?

Tom: We've officially switched bodies again.

Scott: I don't have to isolate myself from her. I just can't...live with her at the moment.

Tom: It makes no sense to me.

Scott: That's fine. *walks away*

Tom: *scratches head*

Banquet Hall, 7pm

Horatio: *lifts champagne* I've really missed these.

Delko: *looks around* Where did Calleigh go?

Horatio: I think I saw her with some young Italian stud.

Delko: *sigh*

Horatio: Can you feel the giving spirit? *sniffs* Smells like new lab equipment.

Delko: I thought our equipment was state-of-the-art.

Horatio: Oh it is. Decoratively, anyway.

Delko: *lifts brow*

Few feet away

Carly: Champagne?

Katie: Oh no thank you. I promised myself I wouldn't.

Carly: ...Why? I like drunk Katie.

Katie: Speed doesn't.

Speed: *walks over* What's this 'Speed' guy I keep hearing so much about over here?

Katie: *smiles*

Speed: I take it Anni's not coming.

Katie: Nah, she's having way too much fun with babies.

Carly: You know, they're all fun and games until they become teenagers.

Katie: Yours still hasn't straightened up?

Carly: She's in a bording school in Australia now.

Katie: Yikes, I hope someone very well-off is paying for that.

Carly: Josh pulled from his retirement account.

Katie: Wow. I can't get Speed to give me 5 bucks to go to the video store.

Speed: We've gone over this. You never come back with an actual movie.

Katie: Armaget-it-on is a real movie.

Speed: *shakes head*

Carly: I'm going to go see if I can get a date for the dance floor. *walks away*

Katie: *looks around* Everyone seems so boring when I'm sober.

Speed: I like it.

Katie: We did used to have fun though.

Speed: Ah, young love.

Katie: *smiles* The mustard aisle was never the same.

Speed: *smirks*

Biscayne Park, house, 8pm

Lori: *lying on couch*

Tom: *walks over, pushes Lori's leg* Hey, move over. *sits*

Lori: *staring at television*

Tom: ...You've been quiet since you got back.

Lori: Is that surprising behaviour?

Tom: Makes me worry, actually.

Lori: *sits up* I'm okay.

Tom: *hands over tea*

Lori: *grabs cup*

Tom: Goodnight.

Lori: A little early for goodnights, isn't it?

Tom: Between my shifts and the baby, there's no such thing as early. *stands, walks away*

Lori: *nods*

TBC........................
 
Scott's got this arogant double standard thing going on. It's going to be lucrative for the employees of APL that's for sure. Of course, this solves nothing. I hardly believe that Lori's going to continue to be satisfied by romps in his office, but then again, we're talking a regressed Lori. Chances are, this is her cup of tea.

Aww, Katie giving the soberity a go. It's really worth it, Katie...Speed likes it *waggles eyebrows&* There must be something to it.

I like that Lori and Tom can talk now...I feel like maybe they are on the same page in some aspects. Hmmm...intersting!

Awesome update!
 
Lol! Well I wish I worked for APL I sure could use a bonus! Boy Scott sure did get his batteries charged. Hes all I'm the man and stuff is he doing drugs again of something?

I really don't know what to think about this Civilized Tom thing going on now! It like he Lori's Dad now and Scott is the hated Boyfriend that hes trying to keep her away from. What up with that?

Aww, Speed and Katie talking about the good old days in the mustard isle! Lol! Well I hope for our sakes they don't try and find a 24 hour super market somewhere and relive them good old days again! The may get arrested for Lude acts in public! lol! Not to mention after people see them in the mustard isle it could cause people to stop buying mustard all together just because of those two! lol!


great update Geni!
 
Hehe, I love Speed here. So charismatic. ;)

I like Scott, but I'm wondering if he's starting to lose it, too... I hope not.

I love Tom and Lori. :D

Great update!
 
Thanks for the reviews! :) Hee.

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Manhattan, APL Financial Lobby, 10am, 2 weeks later

Lori: *looks around* So this is where the magic happens.

Scott: Mostly. I'm actually not in as much of an authoritative position but there are times I'm needed around here.

Lori: I see. *wipes hand across granite ledge* Lot of dust.

Scott: There's still some construction going on.

Lori: *looks around* The whole damn place is a construction site. *walks over to doors* What's going up across the street?

Scott: *opens log book* New trade center.

Lori: *lifts brow* ...Okay, the information in my head is probably a tad out-dated. *turns around* What happened to the bigass stove pipes up New York's ass-crack?

Scott: *writing*

Lori: Scott. *steps closer*

Scott: Bob didn't include that in his enlightening stories, I'm assuming.

Lori: I guess not.

Scott: Ready to head upstairs?

Lori: *smiles* Does this office have a couch?

Scott: *walks away*

Lori: What? It's a joke.

100th floor

Scott: *steps off elevator*

Lori: *follows* Wow. This place seems expensive.

Scott: *walking* Could I get you a water? Tea?

Lori: I'm fine, thank you. *looks back* There's so many people here. Do they all work for you?

Scott: We house 37 different tenants at the moment along with APL. Most are investment firms and various insurance companies.

Lori: So this is your life. I mean, you enjoy this.

Scott: At the moment, my job is making sure that my CEO and management teams are doing their jobs. And it never hurts to forsee the fair treatment of my employees.

Lori: And you're how old?

Scott: *smiles* Trust me, I've paid my dues.

Lori: I see. If I wasn't married to you, I might be intimidated.

Scott: *opens door* Roger.

Roger: *lifts head*

Scott: *walks in*

Roger: *stands* I-I wasn't expecting you.

Scott: Surprise.

Roger: What are you doing here?

Scott: Bob invited me to the Board of Directors meeting this afternoon. You know, the one where you're announcing all these layoffs.

Roger: We need to cut back. *looks at Lori* Who the hell is she? Your assistant?

Scott: Why is there a need for cutbacks?

Roger: I had one of my guys draw up some numbers. In 10 years, we'll be on par.

Scott: *stares at Roger* ...And?

Roger: There's no profit. If we're going to stay on top, we need to increase our profit margin by at least 15% over the next 5 years.

Scott: And you thought it was a good idea to cut jobs.

Roger: I'm the CEO, it was my call.

Scott: May I offer a suggestion?

Roger: Do I have to abide by it?

Scott: We'll see.

Roger: *frowns* Go ahead.

Scott: Why don't you try cutting back on the amount of private jets you purchased or the vacations to Fiji for you and your pals?

Roger: *stares at Scott*

Scott: Not to mention that new Mercedes down in the lot. What is that, your 3rd? 4th one in the last 6 weeks?

Roger: It's my money.

Scott: The logs say it was the company's money.

Roger: I can explain that, I-

Scott: You can explain it during the meeting. I need the minutes from the last conference, please.

Roger: Right. *walks over to cabinet, opens it*

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Roger: *pulls out folder, turns around* Here it is.

Scott: *takes folder* Thank you. *walks away*

Lori: *follows*

Hallway

Scott: *opens folder*

Lori: You always like this at work?

Scott: Roger's a unique individual. *flips page* I need to find the gentleman who provided these so-called 'numbers'.

Lori: This is totally your element.

Scott: *lifts head* What?

Lori: I mean, compared to the forest. You didn't know the first thing about catching a fish but you can run a multi-billion dollar company without breaking a sweat.

Scott: After this meeting, I swear I'm finished working for the day.

Lori: Something tells me you've said that more than once.

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: It's why our marriage was so strained, right?

Scott: ...That had something to do with it, yes.

Lori: *nods*

Scott: Let's grab some lunch.

Lori: *smiles* Oooh is it going to be somewhere that's supposed to mean something to us? Y'know, like where we had our first date?

Scott: I think our first date was pizza and beer at my place.

Lori: Pizza and beer it is. You're going to have to tell me all about the stuff Bob left out.

Scott: There isn't much to tell.

Lori: Then you'll start from when we first met. I want to hear everything.

Scott: *sigh*

Restaurant, 1pm

Lori: It took you 3 months to ask me out?

Scott: I didn't realize I was on a time limit.

Lori: Obviously I had the hots for you. This Bailey girl seems smart.

Scott: You were the first woman I'd ever...had feelings for. I didn't want to mess it up or scare you off.

Lori: Why would you scare me off? Judging by everything you just told me, I'm the one who seemed scary. You fell in love with an international drug runner and prostitute being hunted by a bunch of angry Colombians.

Scott: That...never really crossed my mind.

Lori: You still haven't told me why you were a patient at the psych place. *sips soda* You freak out at work and go on a shooting spree or something?

Scott: It's not important.

Lori: Meaning drop the subject.

Scott: Precisely.

Lori: No problem.

TBC.............................
 
Now who's the one being stingy with information. Lori's trying to get to know him the right way, and Scotty freezes up. I think it enthralled her that he's the head of this billion dollar corporation and she's just a regular chick who has baggage.I hope that things really start to look up for them.

Awesome update!
 
Well let all play Getting to Know you ! Where you talk about everything except the one thing that has been haunting your life for years! Scotts gonna have to start talking about this to someone or its gonna keep eating at him till he goes nuts and doesn't come back from it!.

Great update Geni.
 
Oh, boy. I love Scott, but he needs to get that out in the open to her. It might even make him feel better. :D

*kicks Roger* *innocent look*

Great update! :D
 
Thanks for the reviews!

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Miami PD, bullpen, 3pm

Tripp: Got a live one for you.

Tom: Yeah? *lifts cup, drinks water*

Tripp: Couple say their wallets were stolen off Miami Beach while they were tanning.

Tom: That's not exactly my jurisdiction. I'm in Homicide, remember?

Tripp: Yeah well unless a homicide happens inside this building, you aren't working them. You're going to take some heat off the other departments for a while.

Tom: Great. I didn't get into this job to be the lost and found patrol.

Tripp: The young woman's at your desk right now.

Tom: *looks across room* Holy sh...itake.

Tripp: What is it?

Tom: That's my ex-girlfriend. *squints* At least I'm pretty sure it is.

Tripp: I hope this isn't a usual thing with you.

Tom: Despite what the rumors are, I'm not actually connected to that many women. Excuse me. *walks away*

Tripp: *shakes head*

Desk

Tom: *walks over*

Karen: *lifts head, blinks* Tom? *stands* I...the detective said I'm to speak with a Thomas Grey.

Tom: That'd be me. *extends hand* It's nice to see you again, Karen.

Karen: *stares at Tom, grabs his hand* You look...good.

Tom: Thank you. Have a seat, please.

Karen: Sure. *sits*

Tom: *pulls chair over, sits* How are you?

Karen: I'd be better if I could get my wallet back.

Tom: *picks up pen* When did this happen?

Karen: This afternoon. The beach was pretty busy, we're here on vacation.

Tom: *nods, writing*

Karen: It was sort of supposed to be Chuck and I's last hurrah before we start a family of our own.

Tom: Right. *flips page*

Karen: *looks at Tom's hand*

Tom: *writing*

Karen: You're married.

Tom: Yeah.

Karen: Huh. Never figured you'd settle down.

Tom: A lot's happened since I left.

Karen: Apparently. So you're off the dope.

Tom: Mhm. *flips page* Did you see anyone take the wallets?

Karen: No. We both fell asleep on the beach.

Tom: Okay, I need a list of the contents.

Karen: And then what happens?

Tom: I can send it out to the beach patrol and if they track it down, they'll give you a call.

Karen: ...So I'm just supposed to sit around here and wait for someone to maybe find the wallets.

Tom: There's not much else we can do.

Karen: Great.

Tom: Where's Chuck now?

Karen: At our hotel calling the bank so they can cancel our credit cards.

Tom: That's a good idea.

Karen: Do you have kids?

Tom: *lifts eyes*

Karen: ...Just curious.

Tom: Two girls.

Karen: Wow.

Tom: *stares at Karen*

Karen: That's...well that's great. I'm happy for you.

Tom: Thank you.

Karen: ...Are you happy?

Tom: I am.

Karen: *nods*

Tom: Hopefully you can get your personal property back.

Karen: Me too.

Tom: *closes folder*

Karen: Have you been to Jaime's grave lately?

Tom: *lifts head*

Karen: Sorry, that was a stupid question. You must have completely moved on by now.

Tom: That's a bad thing?

Karen: *leans back in chair, crosses arms* She was only your first child.

Tom: She's dead.

Karen: Exactly. You act like you don't care.

Tom: *blinks* What do you want me to do? Cry into my coffee each morning?

Karen: No but you could at least...I don't know, aknowledge that you lost something.

Tom: But I also gained something.

Karen: Yeah, new wife and kids. Congrats. *stands* Screw you. *walks away*

Tom: *lifts brow*

Tripp: *walks over* You sure have a way with the ladies.

Tom: Shut up.

New York, condo, 7pm

Bob: *opens box* Wow this is great. Real beer in your condo.

Scott: *smirks*

Bob: *throws beer*

Scott: *catches beer*

Lori: *walks over* Your bathroom is really clean.

Bob: He prides himself on it.

Bailey: *runs in* Scott!

Scott: *looks at Bailey*

Bailey: *smiles* Look at you! You don't age! *wraps arms around Scott*

Scott: *smiles* Hey Bailey.

Lori: This is Bailey?

Bailey: *looks at Lori* HEY YOU!

Lori: *smiles nervously*

Bailey: Oh right. I heard about your head thing. Okay no problem! I can corrupt you all over again!

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Bailey: I'm the one who hooked you two love birds up!

Scott: Of course you did.

Bailey: *looks at Bob* I know you. You work with Scott.

Bob: That's right. *extends hand* Robert.

Bailey: YES! You were the one who had the bad suit and the ratty briefcase. *grabs Bob's hair* Wow I really like the cut.

Bob: *lifts brow*

Scott: I don't think Bob's had enough beers yet.

Bailey: Ha. Ha.

Scott: *winks*

Bob: Hey Lori, you want a beer?

Lori: Sure. *grabs beer from counter*

10:53pm

Lori: *wraps arms around Scott's neck, smiling* You're pretty.

Scott: You're drunk.

Lori: I *laughs* I haven't had this much fun since...well before I can remember. *laughing*

Scott: *smiles*

Lori: *places hands on Scott's cheeks* You're beautiful.

Scott: You've said that.

Lori: You look so much like your father.

Scott: *smile fades*

Lori: *drops head on Scott's chest*

Scott: *staring blankly*

Bob: *walks over* I'm going to take Bailey home.

Scott: *looks at Bob* Yeah.

Bob: See you at work tomorrow?

Scott: I'll be in Miami tomorrow.

Bob: Great. So I'm stuck with Roger this weekend.

Scott: Try not to kill him.

Bob: It's probably for the best anyway, security won't let me bring a gun to work.

Scott: Hilarious.

Bob: See you, man.

Scott: *nods*

Bob: *walks away*

Lori: *strokes Scott's chest* I like Bob. He's a good kisser.

Scott: What? *steps back*

Lori: *staggers sideways, grabs wall* Yeah, I cornered him in the bathroom but he wouldn't do me. Said something about respect and loyalty.

Scott: When did this happen?

Lori: The day you kicked me out. *smiles* That was very strong of you. I like a strong man. *steps closer, grabs Scott's shirt* Strong and in charge.

Scott: You should try and get some rest. We have an early flight tomorrow.

Lori: I don't want rest.

Scott: No kidding.

Lori: I'm fine. *steps back, trips over couch*

Scott: L-

Lori: *falls over table* Your place has too much furniture.

Scott: *walks over, kneels*

Lori: *grabs Scott's hand, sits up* You're so nice.

Scott: Tell me what he did to you. My father.

Lori: *frowns* Nothing that warrants that look on your face.

Scott: Humor me.

Lori: Like I said. I was chained in the basement. He didn't feed or water me, in fact, he barely set foot down there the entire time.

Scott: Okay.

Lori: Why do you always have to do this?

Scott: What?

Lori: Interrogate me.

Scott: This isn't an interrogation, Lori.

Lori: *lies down on floor*

Scott: *sigh*

TBC................................
 
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Wow...Karen's a bit...bi-atchy...But, I suppose that losing a child could do that. HOWEVER...isn't she about to start a family with Chuck? What's the difference? Hmmm...

oh aww...Lori... she's better when she's drunk- a lot more personable. Even when being questioned by Scott, she's able to take it lightly, but I can understand why she would ask him that. It's just like them though, one step in the right direction, there's two more taken back...They can't win for losing. Of course, that makes for great reading!

Awesome update!
 
Lol! OMG! Bobs a good kisser Lol! I can't believe she told him that! I surprised he did ask her more about her and Bob's little kiss in the mens room ! Instead he goes into what did my dad do to you ! Huh! Can't they get this shit together!

And Whats up with this Karen chick ! Jealous Much! Sounds like her and this Chuck ain't as great as she lets on and she still has a thing for Tom! Anni you better watch your man!

Great update Geni!
 
Oh boy. Karen so still wants Tom. And, I don't blame her. But he's Anni's now...

Lori... I don't even know what to say. On the one hand, she's so much more open when she's drunk, but I know she feels worse about that when she's sober. And I hope she gets some of her memories back... Poor thing.

Is Bob gonna get a girl??? :D

Great update!
 
Thanks for the reviews!

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New York, Condo, bathroom, 6am

Lori: *leaning over toilet* Ugh.

Scott: *fastens tie*

Lori: *frowning, lifts eyes* Do you always wear a tie for your flight?

Scott: It's nice to look nice.

Lori: *rolls eyes*

Scott: How are you feeling?

Lori: I'm feeling like I drank a lot. Do you have to trim your face like that? The razor's louder than the jackhammers in my head.

Scott: I'm almost finished.

Lori: *stands, wipes forehead*

Scott: There might be something in the medicine cabinet that'd make you feel better.

Lori: *shoves Scott, opens medicine cabinet*

Scott: *clears throat* Of course I'll get out of your way, no problem. Thank you, Scott. You're welcome, Lori.

Lori: *turns around* There's nothing in there.

Scott: I guess I was mistaken. There might be something in the kitchen.

Lori: Go look.

Scott: Sorry, slavery was abolished a long time ago.

Lori: *frowns* You must think you're hilarious.

Scott: A sense of humor can put a positive spin on a bad day.

Lori: Too much sugar, not enough spice for my liking. *walks away*

Scott: *looks back* What? *follows* What did you just say?

Lori: *picks up purse, looks at watch* Oh so you're allowed to joke but I'm not?

Scott: You remember.

Lori: *lifts eyes* ...Remember what.

Scott: That's the exact first thing I ever said to you.

Lori: ...Uh huh.

Scott: *smiles* This is great.

Lori: You want to catch that flight sometime this week?

Scott: *grabs Lori's cheeks, kisses her*

Lori: *blinks*

Scott: I'll carry your bags downstairs. *picks up bags, walks away*

Lori: *shakes head*

Plane

Lori: *grabs barf bag*

Scott: We haven't even taken off yet.

Lori: I'm being prepared.

Bing

Pilot: Hi folks, I'm Jeff Carter, I'll be your pilot this morning-

Scott: *lifts head*

Jeff: We'll be taking off in about 10 minutes after the good people down below finish de-icing the plane. It should take us approximately 3 hours to reach our destination, Miami International. Thanks for your patience.

Bing

Scott: Huh.

Lori: *looks at Scott* What?

Scott: That's Tom's brother.

Lori: Wow, I don't care.

Scott: Makes you feel better about flying, doesn't it?

Lori: You're such a dork.

20 minutes later

Flight Attendant: *pushes cart over* Can I get you anything, sir?

Scott: Whiskey, please.

Flight Attendant: Sure. And for you ma'am?

Lori: How about some solid ground.

Flight Attendant: We do apologize for the turbulence, our pilot's doing his best to make sure everyone has a safe and smooth ride.

Lori: *lies head against window* Sure he is.

Flight Attendant: *hands cup to Scott*

Scott: Thank you.

Flight Attendant walks away

Scott: *drinks*

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *lowers cup, rubs eyes*

Lori: You alright?

Scott: Some people don't like heights, others don't like snakes. Flying's not my thing.

Lori: But you do this every week.

Scott: Yeah.

Lori: *narrows eyes* You do understand that your job requires you to do this, right? You could have picked something else.

Scott: Small price to pay for financial stability for my family.

Lori: Right.

Scott: *scratches head*

Lori: ...I love you.

Scott: *looks at Lori*

Lori: *lies head on Scott's shoulder*

TBC................................
 
I honestly can't say I blame Scott for not liking flying, after the crash.

Why do I get a bit of a bad feeling about Tom's brother being a pilot? :lol:

I love Scott and Lori. :D

Great update! :D
 
Aww! Shes starting to remember! She said I love you ! Sick Ain't it! Lol! I can't wait until she snaps out of it and sees some of the clothes shes been wearing! Lol! She is gonna freak ! lol! you couldn't pay me enough money to fly on know airplane ! Uh Uh! nope ain't gonna happen! It would have to be something really really important to get me on one of those things!

Great update Geni!
 
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