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Horatio's office, 3 weeks later
Horatio: *steps in*
Calleigh: *lifts head*
Horatio: Where's Speed?
Calleigh: ...You're back. *stands*
Horatio: Yeah, I uh...I had a thing.
Calleigh: Would have been nice if you'd left a memo or something. Some of us have been really worried.
Horatio: I didn't leave you in charge.
Calleigh: Tim's...out.
Horatio: Great, when's he getting back?
Calleigh: In about 2 months.
Horatio: *stares at Calleigh*
Calleigh: He has a thing.
Horatio: *nods*
Calleigh: So you want me to hand over the proverbial keys?
Horatio: No, I just came to check in. I have something to take care of.
Calleigh: What is it? Is everything okay?
Horatio: Everything's fine. *walks over to door* You're doing a great job. *walks away*
Calleigh: *sigh*
Hallway
Calleigh: *walking, staring down at folder*
Delko: *walks over* Did I see H upstairs earlier?
Calleigh: Yeah he came by to check on things.
Delko: Where's he been?
Calleigh: He wouldn't say.
Delko: That's not like him. Oh, wait...that's
exactly like him.
Calleigh: I'm sure he has a good reason for what he's doing.
Delko: It'd be nice if he kept us in the loop.
Calleigh: Maybe it's a personal thing.
Delko: Still, we're supposed to trust each other, right? And if he needs help-
Calleigh: I think it's best if we focus on the job.
Delko: Oh hey, if you leave does that mean I'm in charge?
Calleigh: *walks away*
Delko: Cal? Cal! *runs*
Break room
Anni: *smiles* Come here!
Brook: *smiles, runs over*
Anni: *hands over cookie*
Brook: *takes cookie, eats*
Katie: She's too cute.
Anni: You want some juice?
Brook: YA!
Anni: You mind?
Katie: Oh no problem. *stands, walks over to fridge*
Cellphone beeps
Anni: *picks up cellphone, looks down* ...I need to head out, can you do me a favor and watch out for Brook?
Katie: *spins around* Huh?
Anni: I got a scene, I have to run. *stands*
Katie: Wait!
Anni: *runs*
Katie: *frowns*
Brook: MOMMY! *looks around* MOMMY!
Katie: *runs over* I got your JUICE!
Brook: *looks at Katie* Mommy. *points to door*
Katie: She went to work. I'm looking after you.
Brook: *stares at Katie*
Katie: *sits* Come drink your juice.
Brook: *crosses arms*
Katie: You certainly are Spee-
Tom: *walks in*
Brook: *smiles* DADDY! *runs across room*
Tom: *smiles* Hey! *picks up Brook*
Brook: *hugs Tom*
Tom: Did Mom have to go back to work?
Brook: *nods*
Tom: *looks at Katie*
Katie: You take her, I don't want her.
Tom: I need to get going.
Katie: What? Why!
Tom: I'm helping out on a bust.
Katie: You're a CSI.
Tom: They need a CSI.
Katie: What am I supposed to do with her?
Tom: Sit her in front of the television.
Katie: This is ridiculous. Didn't you ever learn not to take your kids to the lab?
Tom: Did you?
Katie: *frowns* Give her.
Tom: *places thumb on Brook's chin* I'll be back.
Brook: *nods*
Tom: *kisses Brook's cheek*
Brook: *smiles*
Katie: *stares at Tom*
Tom: You gotta hang out with Katie for a while, okay?
Brook: *nods*
Tom: *places Brook on floor*
Brook: *waves* Bye bye, Daddy.
Tom: *smiles* Be good. *walks away*
Brook: *stares at door*
Katie: *sigh* Great.
Crack house, 1pm
Tom: *sigh* Okay. *pulls out pen* Your name.
Guy: I ain't talkin' to no COPS.
Tom: You just sold drugs to an undercover officer.
Guy: Nope.
Tom: We have special money and you had it in your pocket.
Guy: Not mine, man.
Tom: So our undercover officer never came here and he never gave you money.
Guy: That's what I'm sayin'.
Ceiling creaks
Tom: *lifts head*
Officer: *looks over*
Tom: *pulls out gun* I'll be right back.
Officer: Detective, y-
Tom: I'm not waiting. *walks away*
Officer: *grabs radio*
Upstairs
Tom: *steps into hallway, looks around*
Shuffling is heard
Tom: *pushes door, lifts gun*
Girl: *lifts head*
Tom: ...I'm Tom Grey, I'm with Miami PD. What's your name?
Girl: Lisa.
Tom: *nods* How old are you?
Girl: 12.
Tom: *holsters gun, steps in* Do you live here?
Lisa: *stares at Tom*
Tom: *kneels* Where are your parents?
Lisa: Dad's downstairs.
Tom: *sigh* ...*looks at Lisa's arm* ...How often do you use?
Lisa: *frowns, slams syringe into Tom's neck*
Tom: AH! *falls backward*
Lisa: *runs*
Tom: *stands, grabs Lisa*
Lisa: *screams*
Tom: *shoves Lisa to the floor*
Lisa: LET GO!
Tom: *rips syringe from neck* I'm trying to help you! *pulls out cuffs* What the hell did you just stab me with!
Lisa: *struggles*
Tom: *cuffs Lisa*
Officer: *runs in, kneels on Lisa* How'd we miss her in the sweep?
Tom: *blinks* You tell me.
Officer: Your neck's bleeding, man.
Tom: *wipes forehead with arm* The bitch stabbed me with her dope.
Officer: ...You should get checked out.
Tom: Yeah, I...*lets go* yeah. *staggers into wall*
Officer: *grabs radio* I've got an officer down up here.
Tom: *holds head* Ugh.
Officer: *looks at Lisa* What was in the syringe.
Lisa: Speedball.
Officer: *nods* Coke and heroin.
Tom: Great.
Miami Lab
Anni: *places box on table*
Calleigh: *walks over* Hey.
Anni: *lifts head, smiles* Hey, what's up?
Calleigh: ...It's Tom.
Anni: *smile fades*
Hospital, 7pm
Anni: Excuse me, Doctor!
Doctor: *shuts door* Yes?
Anni: Can I see my husband now? Is he okay?
Doctor: He's fine.
Anni: I want to see him. *lifts Brook*
Brook: *wraps arm around Anni's neck*
Doctor: He's down the hall.
Anni: Thanks. *walks away*
Hospital room
Anni: *steps in*
Tom: *buttons up shirt*
Brook: DADDY!
Tom: *turns around*
Brook: *struggles*
Anni: *places Brook on floor*
Brook: *runs over to Tom, hugs his leg*
Tom: *stares at Anni*
Anni: *walks over* Are you okay?
Tom: *nods*
Anni: *hugs Tom*
Tom: *wraps arm around Anni*
Anni: I was told some little kid attacked you?
Tom: ...I shouldn't have let my guard down.
Anni: *sigh* You were just trying to help.
Tom: *picks up Brook*
Brook: Daddy sick?
Tom: *shakes head* No. *brushes hair from Brook's face* Daddy's fine.
Anni: She was worried about you on the way over here.
Brook: *hugs Tom*
Tom: *closes eyes*
Anni: You sure you're okay?
Tom: Yeah. I'm just...glad you guys are here.
Anni: Lori mentioned you were coming with us tomorrow.
Tom: Mhm.
Anni: I didn't realize you were so supportive of Tim's...sobriety.
Tom: It was a promise I made to Lori.
Anni: *nods*
Tom: Let's get out of here.
Anni: You weren't discharged.
Tom: I want to go home. *walks away*
Outside, parkinglot
Tom: *places Brook in seat*
Anni: *walks over*
Tom: *shuts door, opens driver door*
Anni: You're not driving.
Tom: Why not?
Anni: You're...high.
Tom: *looks at Anni* ...There was barely anything in that syringe. It's been 7 hours.
Anni: *stares at Tom*
Tom: I feel fine.
Anni: You don't look fine.
Tom: I'm pissed off. I tried to help someone and I ended up in the hospital.
Anni: I want your keys.
Tom: No.
Anni: Look, I'm not about to compete with 6'3" and 190 pounds. So either you give me the keys or I call the police.
Tom: I can drive.
Anni: Tom, don't make me do this.
Tom: *shakes head* ...Fine. *hands over keys*
Anni: Thank you.
Tom: *walks around car*
Inside car, road
Anni: *looks at Tom*
Tom: *staring out window*
Anni: *looks back at road*
TBC..............................
