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

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Yes I must agree with Anni! Confessional with H. and Speed! Maybe it would be funny to have the Donahinkle in the confessional also! lol!

H. asking Speed if the Morgue drawer Brought back any memories had me cracking up! OMG ! I don't know if I can take it anymore! lol!

And Eric! Somebody please get that damn bucket off his head! lol! all he needs now is a greatdane and some Scooby Snacks and he'll be Shaggy ! Like Zoinks! Lol!

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks for the reviews! :D

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Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: So there you have it. Donahinkle won't be escaping from my knots anytime soon. In the bomb squad, we had to learn how to tie them. I'm not exactly sure why but it definitely came in handy.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: Horatio thinks he's the saviour of the world. It gets irritating sometimes, especially when he's being more intense than is really necessary.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: All cops should be like me. Dedicated, passionate-

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: Grandiose, self-entitled, narcissistic-

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: Empathetic and most importantly,-

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: Dillusional. People like that never survive in prison so I hope no one ever catches onto Horatio's off-duty, unofficial 'liberties'.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: Sure, I've had to step away from upholding the law every now and again but that's what makes me so complex. I have my inner demons.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: The guy's a freakin' hypocrite. I have bad days too but I don't go blow away Bad Bad Wolf #1 because I'm pissed off at the world. Dirty Harry didn't kill that many guys.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: *counts on fingers* He tried to kill me in Brazil, the other one tried to shoot me, one of them stepped on my new lawn...

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: *staring at camera, shaking head*

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: It's a delicate balance. You have to take the shades off when something catches your attention and then you have to put them back on in the middle of a sentence just to make it that much more dramatic. It makes a big difference in the field and it's essential for the leader of a team.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: It's ridiculous. Wear the glasses or don't. It's like he always has to do something with his hands. He was probably one of those fidgety kids at school that got beat with the ruler by the nun.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: I don't think I remember where I got my first pair of shades but I remember it was a lot less sunny after I purchased them. *smiles*

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: His jokes are always so lame, too. I especially hate it when he tries to relate to teenagers by using their language. What a dolt.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: You have to know how to relate to people so you need to learn the language. I happen to be an expert. It's why I close so many cases.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: You know how many cases the team has broken and he took the credit? Countless thousands. He may as well not have a team. Well, unless of course when it suits him.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: My team needs a lot of help most of the time. I don't think they'd be able to solve a case without me.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: He doesn't even investigate crime scenes anymore. And when he does, it butts in on whatever we're doing and he takes over thinking he's helping. Newsflash. It hinders our ability to get our job done.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: My team is slow. Sometimes they need me to give them a little nudge in the right direction. Speed's the worst for it, too. I'm surprised his nickname's held up this long.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: My work takes time and I can't be running down the halls and messing things up just to please the boss. The cases may take longer to get solved but at least the correct information gets passed to the district attorney. You know how many people have spent time in jail and didn't commit the crime? I bet Horatio worked all those cases.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: Speed doesn't like his job. At least not anymore. I think it's because he keeps getting shot.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: Why me? Why do I always get the short end of the stick when I get to work? I'm either being hounded by Horatio, hit on by ugly women or underage girls and shot. This is not the life I wanted for myself. *points to self* I used to be a very happy person.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: Or maybe it's because of Katie. She's a lot to take.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: If I hadn't gotten married, I'd still be cool. And I'd still be able to do...certain things. Do you realize how frustrating my life has become? Of course you don't. You're a camera. You don't have to listen to her nag and nag and nag and nag-

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: He was happier when Lori was born but that didn't last long because he screwed that up too. I think he's still guilty about that so he doesn't allow himself happiness as a punishment.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: Never marry a woman you met in the mustard aisle. She can't be stable.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: I think Speed needs Prozac. Or meth. He used to be on drugs, which is ironic considering his name is Speed.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: God if I could just get my hands on some more morphine...I could actually be around Katie for longer than 10 minutes. Maybe I'll drive my truck off the causeway next time just so I can spend more time in the hospital on pain meds.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: It took a while to get him into a rehab facility for the alcoholism. Maybe it wouldn't have taken Lori so long to get clean had Speed been a more positive role model.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: I love my family. But sometimes it's a love/hate relationship. This week I hate Katie. I hate her. If it was legal to smother someone in their sleep...

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: Speed has a lot of anger issues. I think it stems from a lot of the problems during his childhood. He hasn't really told me what they are but I can tell. *points to temple* I'm Horatio Caine.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: She does look beautiful in that little black dress, though. And when she smiles...*sigh* it's like I've fallen in love all over again.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: 6 kids. The man has had 6 kids with 3 different women. That we know about.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: I hate kids. Especially other people's kids. They're loud, smelly and they can hide anywhere.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: I think they were all accidents.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: The only time I ever remember being excited about having a child was with Brook. But of course because it's me, she's not living with me. She's living with my daughter's lover and ex-wife's new husband. The only time I get to see her...*lowers head* is at Anni's convenience and she doesn't even know who I am.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: It's not that he's a bad father, he just makes bad decisions.

Confessional: Tim Speedle

Speed: I'm a crappy father.

Confessional: Horatio Caine

Horatio: He-

Katie: *bangs on door* HURRY UP! SOME OF US AREN'T FINISHED CONFESSING!

Horatio: *sigh*

TBC.........................................
 
So... these confessionals are very eye opening along with being very...VERY entertaining. I just love them...Everyone needs to have a confessional somewhere in the lab...just to get it off of their chest:guffaw:. I think it's good therapy:)


Awesome update!
 
OMFG! Lol! now that was a good Confessional !lol! That had me rolling in the floor! you are killing me here! LMAOROF!

Great update Geni!
 
*sings* These are my confessions...

I love them! They're awesome. :D

Silly Donahinkle. I love your crazy antics.

They're killing me with the banter. I missed it and their roadtrips. :D

Great updates! :D
 
Thanks for the reviews. :D Hee!

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Biscayne Park, house, bedroom, 7:30am

Lori: *walks in* Thomas, get up.

Tom: *frowns*

Lori: *looks down at Steph* Go on, get him.

Steph: *runs, jumps into bed* TOMMY! UPPITY UP!

Tom: *opens eyes*

Steph: *grabs Tom's arm* Sleepy time's finished.

Tom: *sits up*

Steph: We're goin' to the zoo.

Tom: *looks at Lori* We are?

Lori: Dom and Brook are at daycare so I figured we could take Steph and Tayla.

Steph: I WANNA SEE THE TIGERS!

Lori: Shh.

Steph: Oop. *covers mouth*

Tom: *smiles* Why don't you girls let me get ready and I'll meet you downstairs.

Steph: 'Kay. *jumps off bed, runs*

Lori: *steps in*

Tom: *stands* I didn't realize I was being recruited today. Scott must be at work.

Lori: Scott and I are...separating.

Tom: What? Why?

Lori: It's the decision we made after looking at our marriage and our lives. We're both okay with it.

Tom: What about the kids?

Lori: Scott's going to be in New York during the week and in Miami on the weekends. It's actually a lot more consistent for the kids than what's currently going on.

Tom: But...it's you. And Scott.

Lori: We still love each other.

Tom: Then stay married.

Lori: *smirks*

Tom: I don't understand it. I don't understand how this changes anything.

Lori: This might work better for us.

Tom: If you say so. *opens closet, grabs shirt*

Lori: *lowers head*

Tom: You going to see other people?

Lori: *lifts head* ...It's...on the table.

Tom: *shakes head* Stupid.

Lori: You got a problem with me seeing other people?

Tom: I have a problem with Scott seeing other people.

Lori: *lifts brow* Why?

Tom: Because he's your guy, Lori. Everyone knows it. *buttons up shirt* He'd go through the fires of hell for you.

Lori: *nods*

Tom: Are you going to explain this to Steph?

Lori: I did this morning. She got a little bummed out so that's why we're going to the zoo. I'm sure she'll understand it better when she's older.

Tom: *grabs jeans* Yeah, right.

Lori: *stares at Tom*

Zoo

Steph: *places hands on glass* Momma, the tigers aren't doin' nothin'.

Lori: It's early, they're probably tired.

Steph: Tommy, throw a rock.

Tom: *laughs* I don't think so.

Steph: *looks at Tom* Why not?

Tom: Well for starters, it's cruel. You don't like it when people throw rocks at you, right?

Steph: No.

Tom: Good because tigers don't like it either. Not to mention their teeth are almost the size of your little hand so imagine one of them biting you.

Steph: *looks down at hand*

Tom: They're powerful.

Steph: Can I have one as a pet? It'll eat bad guys.

Lori: Isn't that what Tom's for?

Steph: *smiles* Yeah.

Tom: Yeah those bad guys are sure crunchy.

Steph: *giggles*

Lori: Alright guys. Let's get a move on. *grabs Steph's hand*

Steph: *jumps off bench*

Outdoor restaurant, 12:30pm

Steph: *munches on hotdog*

Lori: *drinks iced tea*

Tom: *stares at Lori*

Lori: *lifts shades, places them on head*

Tom: You're both going to realize you want each other back.

Lori: Tom, get over it already. You're not even the one who has to pack his bags.

Tom: You made Scott pack?

Lori: Figuratively, sweetie.

Tom: *frowns*

Steph: Tommy, I want ice cream.

Tom: You haven't finished your hotdog.

Steph: Go get me ice cream.

Tom: Finish the hotdog.

Steph: *frowns*

Tom: *stares at Steph*

Steph: *crams hotdog into mouth*

Tom: *places hand on Steph's head* Chew first, yeah?

Steph: *nods*

Lori: *picks up cellphone, looks down*

Tom: Why don't Steph and I go get ice cream.

Lori: Sure.

Tom: *grabs Steph's hand* Let's go.

Steph: Yay!

Lori: *fiddles with phone*

Ice cream stand

Steph: *licks ice cream*

Tom: *sits on bench*

Steph: *walks over, sits*

Tom: How's school?

Steph: *shrugs*

Tom: You're in the first grade now.

Steph: *nods*

Tom: *tilts head* Something you don't like about it?

Steph: *lowers head*

Tom: You can tell me.

Steph: *swings legs* ...The teacher.

Tom: *lifts eyes*

Steph: *eats ice cream*

Tom: Why don't you like the teacher?

Steph: *shrugs*

Tom: Did he hurt you?

Steph: *lifts head* No. I don't stay.

Tom: What do you mean?

Steph: He keeps some of my friends during recess.

Tom: Together or separate?

Steph: One at a time.

Tom: *nods* I want his name.

Steph: Mr. Powell.

Tom: *smirks* Thank you.

Lori: *walks over* We need to head back home.

Steph: Why?

Lori: *kneels, smiles* Because as much as I'd like to stay at the zoo all day, we have things to do. You want to help me pick out some groceries?

Steph: Can I get cookies?

Lori: You bet.

Steph: *smiles* Awesome.

Lori: *stands* C'mon.

Tom: I'll catch up with you.

Lori: *nods, walks away*

Steph: *runs*

Tom: *pulls out cellphone, dials*

TBC.........................................
 
*lip quivers* Scotty and Lori...are separating? OH NO! And to follow this up with Tom and Lori taking the kids to the zoo...How come that entire scene looked a bit too domestic? I mean, yeah, I know...Anni's his love and all that...but their contentment... *shivers* I'm glad he's made up his mind to be faithful.

NOW...On to this... Mr. Powell. Face plant, then chop off his cojones... That should do the trick...

Awesome update

oh and ps... Lori-Scott=:(
 
Well I guess we new it we knew it was coming sooner or later! maybe this will make them see the light finally and find each other again!

OOH, looks like theirs something up with Steph's Teacher! Good thing Tom is paying attention! he'll get to the bottom of it for sure!

Great update Geni!
 
Thanks so much for the reviews. :)

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Gables Estates, house, 6pm

Lori: *chops vegatables*

Scott: *flips steak*

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *glances at Lori*

Lori: *looks down at counter*

Scott: Have you thought about whether or not you're going to date?

Lori: *blinks* ...Have you?

Scott: *shrugs*

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *looks at Lori*

Lori: ...You don't have to leave...so soon, right?

Scott: ...It's Friday.

Lori: *smiles* I LOVE Fridays! *wraps arms around Scott*

Scott: *smiles*

Lori: *lets go, turns around*

Scott: *picks up fork*

Lori: Okay. *drops knife onto counter* I don't want this.

Scott: *looks over* ...We can have potatoes instead.

Lori: No, not the vegetables. The separation. I'm sorry, I can't do it. I can't lose you.

Scott: Lori, you won't lose me. I'll be here on the weekends.

Lori: *shakes head* I'm not doing it. You're not leaving.

Scott: We both agreed to this.

Lori: I know but I've thought about this more and I saw how upset Steph was this morning and I just can't go through with it.

Scott: *nods*

Lori: Can you?

Scott: *stares at Lori* ...Yes.

Lori: ...Why don't you want me anymore?

Scott: *looks down at frying pan, flips steak*

Lori: *sigh* Talk to me, Scott.

Scott: You want yours medium-rare?

Lori: *places hand on Scott's back* Sure.

Scott: *nods*

Dining room

Steph: *drinks juice*

Dominick: *eats peas*

Scott: *staring at plate*

Lori: You okay?

Scott: Excuse me. I'll be right back. *stands, walks away*

Lori: *shakes head*

Steph: Momma are we gonna watch a movie tonight with Daddy?

Lori: *smiles* Sure. You can pick it.

Steph: *smiles*

Bathroom, 8pm

Lori: *steps in*

Scott: *takes off tie*

Lori: Ready for the movie?

Scott: You know it.

Lori: *glances at garbage can* ...*leans over* I thought you just got that prescription filled.

Scott: That's an old one.

Lori: *reaches into can, picks up bottle* ...It's dated a week ago. And this isn't your doctor's name.

Scott: Yeah I have a doctor in New York too. I keep extras in my suitcase.

Lori: Wow. That was 3 lies in less than 10 seconds.

Scott: *looks at Lori*

Lori: New record.

Scott: I'll be downstairs. *walks away*

Lori: *sigh*

New York, condo, 3 days later

Bob: *walks in* Scotty! *claps* Time to get going!

Scott: *walks down hallway, scratches head* What time is it?

Bob: Time for you to get dressed. We've got a lunch with the mayor.

Scott: *looks at watch*

Bob: You feeling alright? It looks like you ate a bunch of cigarettes.

Scott: I don't think I'm going to make the lunch. Give my best to the mayor.

Bob: *laughs* Oh no. I had to go with you last week to the police chief's daughter's sweet 16. There's no way you're ditching me with the mayor.

Scott: Alright fine but give me a minute to get ready. *walks into bathroom*

Bob: *looks at watch*

35 minutes later

Bob: *staring at watch* Aaand 2,103 seconds. Scotty!

Scott: *steps out of bathroom*

Bob: What were you doing in there, applying makeup? You're worse than my ex-wife.

Scott: We can go.

Bob: Perfect.

Restaurant, 1pm

Mayor: *drinks wine* So Scott, tell me about your new project. Robert's been telling me about the charity you wanted to set up.

Scott: *staring at plate*

Mayor: ...Scott.

Bob: *elbows Scott*

Scott: *lifts eyes* The charity's going to be for underprivelaged teens in an effort to help them escape and prevent gang activity.

Mayor: How how do you think throwing money at the problem is going to help fix it?

Scott: The money would be used to help them and their families enter support groups of which need to be funded.

Mayor: Right. Well I think it's very ambitious.

Scott: *nods*

Mayor: *looks at Bob* How will APL be contributing?

Bob: We'll be setting up the charity events.

Mayor: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *rubs eyes*

Mayor: Perhaps we should cut our lunch short.

Bob: Something wrong?

Mayor: Mister Finch appears ill.

Bob: *looks at Scott*

Scott: I'm fine, really. Just a long night last night.

Bob: And by long night, he means long...flight.

Scott: Yeah, that.

Bob: *laughs* It's not like he was out partying or anything. That's just not our Scotty, is it.

Scott: Not at all.

Mayor: *nods slowly* Well. I look forward to meeting with you two gentlemen again. *stands*

Bob: *stands, extends hand* This was fun.

Mayor: *grabs Bob's hand* Mister Bennett. *looks at Scott* Mister Finch. *walks away*

Bob: *sits* Okay what the hell is wrong with you? Were you that bored?

Scott: A little, yeah. Has he always been that short?

Bob: *stares at Scott* Please tell me you're sober. Please tell me we just went through that entire meeting with a blood alcohol level lower than .08 between us.

Scott: What are you talking about? I haven't had a drink.

Bob: *sigh* Oh good. You want to come by the office for a bit?

Scott: Nah, I think I'll head back to the condo.

Bob: You sure?

Scott: Yeah. *stands* Thanks for buying lunch. *walks away*

Bob: ...No problem.

Condo, bathroom, 3pm

Scott: *lies head on arm*

Bob: *walks over* Scott.

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Bob: Just wanted to make sure you got home oka...

Scott: *stares at Bob*

Bob: *reaches over, picks up syringe* You diabetic?

Scott: It's...valium.

Bob: You're getting it in liquid form now?

Scott: *shakes head, leans back on toilet*

Bob: *picks up bottle* You're crushing them. Scott, what the hell are you doing? There's a reason they have all that coding and crap, it's for a slow dosage.

Scott: Doesn't work fast enough.

Bob: *kneels* This is why you left Lori.

Scott: *grabs Bob's shirt* She can't find out. She won't if I'm not around her enough. I-I can pull it together around the kids.

Bob: You could barely pull it together in front of the mayor. You need help.

Scott: No. I need everyone to leave me alone.

Bob: Scotty, this is going to get worse. Fast.

Scott: I can handle it.

Bob: *shakes head, stands* Lori needs to know.

Scott: *stands* No she doesn't! *grabs Bob, shoves him against wall* Stay out of it!

Bob: *stares at Scott* ...You want to back up?

Scott: No. I don't. This is all none of your business.

Bob: You're wrong. You're my boss and my friend. I care about you and your family.

Scott: If you want to keep your career, you'll keep your mouth shut. Do we understand each other?

Bob: *staring at Scott*

Scott: *shoves Bob, walks away*

Bob: *runs hand through hair*

TBC.................................
 
OOH! Scott you are in need of some major help my friend! I hope Bob can do something with him or hes gonna kill himself. I think Bob need to call Lori And maybe Tom or Speed because hes gonna need more than one friend with this!

Great update Geni!
 
*Blinks* You know...I think this was coming A LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time ago, and as sad as I am to see it come to this, it's necessary. I mean, I'm torn now because, it's good that he's not around his family when he crashes and burns, but I'm sure he could do with some help. Of course, he's not going to get that help until he hits rock bottom...but...yeah. Scott's just going on a walkabout now- I suspect we'll hear from the real Scotty later on. This Scotty's got some issues to work through....


Boy, I took that way better than I thought... Maybe because I'm expecting for this to work out in the end...LOL At least...I hope.


Awesome update!
 
Thanks for the reviews! :D

Short one. :p

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Hummerhome, road, 10pm

Katie: *places ladder against counter*

Speed: What are you doing?

Katie: I'm putting in stripper poles so we can stay in shape.

Anni: ...Couldn't we just go for a walk?

Katie: We're not going to have a lot of time for that. Horatio's too in love with his schedule.

Anni: And stripper poles are the answer.

Katie: *jumps down from ladder* We can use them for birthdays, too.

Anni: My birthday's soon.

Katie: Then you can have one free lap dance from yours truly. *smiles*

Speed: My God. We're a traveling whorehouse.

Colton: *looks around* More like a subway car.

Katie: Let's test 'er out. *climbs onto pole*

Speed: *angry sigh*

Katie: Oof. It's kind of hard. *climbing, slides down*

Speed: That's romantic.

Colton: Katie, you don't have to climb all the way to the top.

Katie: But I want to utilize the entire pole.

Anni: You're supposed to be utilizing your body. The pole's just the catalyst.

Katie: *looks back* Were you all strippers in a former life?

Colton: My name was Bambi Bubblemunch.

Katie: *stares at Colton*

Colton: *lifts beer* Cheers. *drinks*

Anni: Here, let me show you how it's done. I took a course. *takes off jeans*

Katie: Who was your teacher, Lori?

Anni: *rips off shirt, climbs onto pole*

Colton: *looks at Speed* Why are we not taping this?

Speed: *drinks soda*

Anni: *twirls around pole* WEE!

Katie: That looks fun! Lemme try! *jumps onto pole*

Anni: Get off my pole. You have your own.

Katie: I called this one first.

Anni: I'm already on it.

Katie: We can share.

Anni: No we can't.

Katie: What if I put a one in your underwear?

Anni: Get your own stripper pole or I'll bop you in the face.

Katie: We can wear identical wigs and pretend to be twins. You know how much money that'll bring in?

Anni: Katie, we look nothing alike.

Katie: We would if we were both inside out.

Colton: She has you there.

Katie: Except my boobs are fake. *looks at Speed, winks* Best investment you ever made right?

Speed: *frowns* You conned that money out of your insurance company.

Katie: Shh. They have eyes everywhere.

Anni: *shoves Katie*

Katie: ACK! *falls over, smacks head on pole*

Anni: *spins down pole* This really is good exercise.

Katie: *holds head* Wow, Anni has 4 butt cheeks.

TBC....................................
 
Lol! OMG leave it to Katie to install the Stripper poles in the Hummer home. Lol! Now shes conned Anni into dancing on them! Well Anni did do her little thing for Tom that time for his Birthday so I guess you could say shes a pro at it! lol!

I think the guys should dance for the ladies and give them the full monty! lol!

Great update Geni!
 
:guffaw: :guffaw: :guffaw: Classic RT if I ever saw it! LOL A stripper pole in the Hummerhome...imagine H's surprise when he sees that. And yes, there's something extremely wrong with Speed's junk if he had two ladies practically naked, gyrating on a stripper pole in front of him and ....NOthiNG... :guffaw: *wipes tears* I swear, I really needed this today.


Awesome update!
 
Thanks for the reviews. :D

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Hummerhome, bedroom, 11:30pm

Anni: Horatio sure is downsizing. 4 of us in the same room again.

Speed: Well Eric turned one of the bedrooms into a home theatre so I guess it was done with purpose.

Anni: *smiles, brushes hair* It's interesting. The last time were were on a trip, you and I shared a bedroom.

Speed: *nods* I remember.

Anni: *turns around* Are you angry with me?

Speed: *lifts brow* Angry?

Anni: For taking Brook.

Speed: I'm angry with myself, that I don't have the relationship with her that I want. That I could have. I'm angry that I couldn't be the husband to you that I wanted to be.

Anni: *steps over, places hands on Speed's chest*

Speed: ...What did you see in Tom?

Anni: *staring at Speed's chest* ...You. Before Lori destroyed you.

Speed: *lifts eyes*

Anni: That girl ripped you to pieces. And I got what was left and...well...it's not what I thought I fell in love with.

Speed: *nods*

Anni: *wraps arms around Speed*

Speed: *wraps arm around Anni*

Anni: I'm glad you got help.

Speed: Yeah. Maybe I have a few years left in me yet.

Anni: *lifts head, smiles* Oh I know you do.

Katie: *runs in* GET OFF MY MAN!

Anni: *smile fades, steps back*

Speed: Katie, I don't belong to you.

Katie: Yes you do. *grabs Speed's hand* See this r-...you don't have a ring.

Speed: That's because we're not married.

Katie: But your hands look so great with rings on them. Especially when you hold babies. OH! Let's-

Speed: Not.

Katie: *frowns*

Bedroom, 1am

Katie: *rolls over* Okay just out of curiosity, what if I happened to get pregnant by accident?

Speed: Katie, go to sleep.

Katie: What if I just happened to fall on a turkey baster?

Speed: I can't believe you're still talking.

Katie: Let's adopt one from Africa.

Speed: Anni, want to trade beds?

Anni: Not really.

Speed: Then I'll sleep in your bed.

Anni: Okay.

Speed: What?

Katie: *sits up* WHAT?

Anni: *blinks* ...What?

Speed: Bye Katie.

Katie: No! No I'll shut up, I swear! Okay look, let's play a game. Uh...uh...truth or dare! Let's play. *claps* I get dare.

Speed: Go to sleep.

Katie: I don't want that one. Anni, your turn. Truth or dare.

Anni: Um...dare. *points finger* And nothing illegal!

Katie: Damn. Alrighty...oh! You have to make out with Speed for 10 seconds.

Speed: *lifts brow*

Anni: Okay.

Speed: *looks at Anni*

Anni: *climbs into Speed's lap, kisses him*

Katie: Well don't get too happy about it.

5 minutes later

Katie: OKAY! WE GET IT ALREADY! ENOUGH! *pushes Anni*

Anni: *falls into bed*

Speed: *stares at Anni*

Katie: Geez. It was a dare not an opportunity.

Anni: Sorry, I guess I forgot where I was.

Katie: And who he was?

Anni: *frowns*

Speed: Let's just all go to sleep. I think we're a little too mature for this game.

Katie: Wow that was maturity? Ugh. *lies down*

Speed: *lowers eyes*

Anni: *lies down*

Speed: *sigh*

New York, condo, 6am, 5 days later

Scott: *runs razor under tap*

Bob: *walks over*

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Bob: You're finally shaving.

Scott: *looks down at sink*

Bob: *crosses arms* You shoot up today?

Scott: I don't know how you keep getting into my condo.

Bob: The doorman lets me in.

Scott: I need to speak to him about that.

Bob: Are you still going to ruin my career?

Scott: *frowns*

Bob: Lori probably suspects something.

Scott: Don't.

Bob: Can't you see what you're doing to yourself?

Scott: What are you, my mother?

Bob: Your mother's an addict too.

Scott: *shakes head*

Bob: You think you can't be 'one of them'? Just because you're rich, it doesn't make you any less of a junkie.

Scott: *turns around* Why are you here?

Bob: I wanted to make sure you were still alive.

Scott: Don't you have more important things to do?

Bob: No.

Scott: Then get a life and stay out of mine.

Bob: At least let me drive you to the airport.

Scott: I can drive.

Bob: How do you expect to manage this for the next 3 days?

Scott: I'll handle it, Robert. *walks away*

TBC...............................
 
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