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

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Gables Estates, house, 3pm

Scott: Okay, *dumps bag onto counter* you want to learn something Colombian.

Lori: *lifts brow* I know how to make Colombian dishes.

Scott: And after I'm finished with you, it'll be edible.

Lori: *frowns*

Scott: We're going to try beverages.

Lori: I don't want to cook beverages.

Scott: They're alcoholic.

Lori: Let's begin.

Scott: *smiles*

Lori: *opens bag* What's in here?

Scott: That would be fermented and distilled sugar cane.

Lori: *lifts eyes* Uh huh.

Scott: Check the other bag.

Lori: *opens bag* Passion fruit, pineapple, limes...geez, where did you go to get these? They look fresh.

Scott: I have my ways. Pass those over.

15 minutes later

Lori: *leans over Scott's shoulder* You're doing it wrong. Why did you do that?

Scott: It's how you properly prepare the fruit.

Lori: You can't just throw the whole damn thing into the blender?

Scott: ...No.

Lori: Put more lime.

Scott: There is a certain amount of each fruit and lime isn't something you want to layer too thick, y'know?

Lori: But it doesn't look like you put any in there.

Scott: It's in there, babe.

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *pours liquid into glass*

Lori: You mixed the special alcohol thingy in there, right?

Scott: Yes.

Lori: Great, I want to try it.

Scott: *hands over glass*

Lori: *sips drink*

Scott: *leans on counter, crosses arms*

Lori: *coughs, covers mouth*

Scott: *smiles*

Lori: Holy shit. *looks down at glass* What is that, 40%?

Scott: 50.

Lori: *lifts eyes* I knew I married you for a reason.

Scott: I got to thinking about it because whenever we have people over for an engagement, it's always well...my people and it's always so formal. If we threw in a splash of something that makes you feel more at home, maybe it would be more about the two of us.

Lori: Huh. In other words, you want to get all your CEO pals drunk on this stuff.

Scott: *smirks* It might be a nice perk.

Lori: *smiles* That's very sweet of you. *wraps arms around Scott*

Steph: *runs in* MOMMA I'M HOME!

Lori: *looks at Steph*

Speed: *walks in*

Lori: *shoves ingredients into sink* Ditch it.

Scott: *looks at glass*

Lori: Ditch it, ditch it.

Scott: *takes glass, downs drink*

Lori: *smiles* Hey. How was the zoo?

Steph: FUN! *lifts stuffed animal* Look what I got!

Lori: *kneels, smiling* Wow! A big giraffe.

Steph: Grampa got it for me.

Lori: *looks at Speed*

Speed: What's with all the fruit?

Lori: *stands* A little fresh fruit goes a long way.

Speed: *picks up glass* This is huge.

Lori: *takes glass* Specialty thing.

Speed: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *lifts hand* Hi.

Speed: *nods*

Lori: Thanks for bringin' the kids back. Hasn't been the same without 'em. I almost forgot what silence was. *smiles*

Steph: *runs upstairs*

Speed: Have you noticed anything weird with Katie lately?

Lori: Gee, where do I start.

Speed: I'm serious.

Lori: She has been a little more inappropriate than usual.

Speed: Yeah.

Scott: You think she's on something?

Speed: *tilts head* I think you can't hold your liquor. Especially if it came from those bigass glasses.

Scott: *clears throat*

Lori: He was just showing me how to make a Colombian beverage.

Speed: I'll see you guys later.

Lori: *nods*

Speed: *leaves*

Lori: *looks at Scott* You're such a lightweight. I'm disappointed.

Scott: *stares at Lori*

TBC................................
 
I have to say, I LOVE Scott in this mode. So relaxed, so comfortable. It's a good look on him. It's always cute to see him get caught *supposedly* in doing something. I wonder what is exactly Katie's problem?

I Loved Speed's line : I think you can't hold your liquor... :))


Awesome update!
 
^^ I agree. I love Scott like this. :D

I wonder what's up with Katie. Is there a reason she's being inappropriate, or is she just being a jerk?

Great update! :D
 
Thanks for the reviews! :D

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Gables Estates, house, bedroom, 7pm

Lori: *takes off earrings* You okay?

Scott: Oh I'm fine. *staggers into mirror*

Lori: Whoa! *grabs Scott's arm*

Scott: That mirror wasn't there before.

Lori: It's been there since we moved in.

Scott: No.

Lori: *smiles* Yes.

Scott: *looks at Lori* That's not funny.

Lori: Why don't you sit on the bed. It's safer.

Scott: *nods*

Lori: *drags Scott over to bed*

Scott: *sits*

Lori: You good?

Scott: Yeah.

Lori: *sits* I swear, if you hadn't met me, you'd never have fun.

Scott: *kisses Lori*

Lori: *lifts brows*

Scott: *pushes Lori onto bed*

Lori: *turns head away* Stop.

Scott: *sigh* No.

Lori: *grabs Scott's shirt* I'm serious. Stop.

Scott: *lifts head*

Lori: *sits up*

Scott: *rubs eyes* ...I'm sorry. I didn't mean t-

Lori: Don't.

Scott: ...You probably wouldn't say that if I was Tom.

Lori: *looks at Scott*

Scott: *stares at Lori*

Lori: ...Tom and I are over. Long over.

Scott: *scoffs* Come on, I may be away a lot but I'm not stupid.

Lori: What exactly do you think's going on?

Scott: ...I see the way you look at him when he's in the room. I mean, you two are practically soul mates.

Lori: No. We're not. This is ridiculous, you actually think that I'd rather have him than you, after everything we've been through. Ugh, you know what? We're not having this conversation again. *stands* Why don't you go to sleep or something. I'm going to put the kids down.

Scott: *covers face with arm*

Kitchen, 9am

Lori: *drinks coffee*

Scott: *staring down at newspaper*

Lori: *stares at Scott*

Scott: *flips page*

Lori: ...*clears throat* You're not um...mad at me, right?

Scott: *lifts eyes*

Lori: *staring at Scott*

Scott: No.

Lori: ...Are you going to work? I-I mean, I know your office looks like-

Scott: A bomb went off?

Lori: Yeah.

Scott: You've encouraged me to take more time off so that's what I'm doing.

Lori: You mean you're checking up on me so I don't go sleeping around.

Scott: *picks up mug, drinks coffee*

Lori: Would it make you feel better to lock me up in the house?

Scott: You're assuming a lot.

Lori: No wonder why. You don't trust me.

Scott: If this is your way of asking if I remember our conversation last night then yes.

Lori: *sigh*

Scott: We're okay, Lori.

Lori: You'll tell me if we're not, right?

Scott: *looks down at paper* Yes.

Lori: Good.

Scott: *turns page*

Lori: *hugs Scott's arm*

Scott: *looks at Lori*

TBC.........................
 
You know, I just got motion sickness now, right? Just when you think they are up, they make a downward turn. So...Scotty's got some hesitation when it comes to trusting Lori- although, with her past, I can see why, but aren't they supposed to be working past this? It's good that they are good though. That's what matters the most.

Awesome update!
 
Lol! Scotty got caught by his Boyfriend ! lol! He always knows when hes doing something he shouldn't be ! I guess Lori thought Speed was just gonna come in and down a glass of booze! Come on Lori give the guy a little credit, he been doing good since he came home!

I think Katie's problem is that she feels like she can't relate to anyone unless they are like her, totally blasted and acting like a ass wipe! She is also jealous of the new relationship between Speed & Lori. He can talk to her like a human being now instead of calling her inappropriate names.

Note to Katie : Get some Damn help and try to mend your fences with your children while you still can before something bad happens! Cut the shit! Its not funny anymore!

Note to Speed : Stay away from Katie until she decides to get the help she needs. Kick her ass to the curb and give her some tuff love for a change!

Great update Geni!
 
Just when you think everything's going to be good for a while... :lol:

I can't say I blame Scott for being concerned, but I think he also needs to trust Lori. Tom's happily married to Anni. I don't think either of them are going to do anything to mess that up right now...

Great update! :D
 
Thanks for the reviews! :D

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Miami lab, break room, 12pm

Speed: *opens folder*

Tom: *reading magazine*

Anni: *runs in* Oh great! I'm late for a doctor's appointment, you think you could take Brook for an hour?

Tom: *lifts head*

Anni: *looks down at Brook* Go see Dad.

Brook: *runs over to Tom*

Anni: Thanks! Love you! *runs away*

Brook: *climbs onto couch, takes Tom's magazine*

Speed: *turns page*

Tom: *looks at Brook* What exactly do you think you're doing?

Brook: *smiles*

Tom: *takes magazine*

Brook: *looks at magazine, points to picture* Home.

Tom: That's right, it's Miami.

Brook: *claps*

Tom: *turns page*

Brook: Hungry.

Tom: Didn't Mom get you some lunch?

Brook: *shakes head*

Tom: Okay. *scoops Brook into arms, stands* Let's see what we have. *walks over to fridge*

Speed: *lifts eyes*

Tom: *opens fridge, grabs bag*

Brook: *opens bag*

Tom: *smirks*

Brook: SAMWICH!

Tom: Peanut butter and jam, how convenient.

Brook: *rips off plastic wrap*

Speed: *looks down at folder*

Tom: *grabs soda* And orange soda...well, it's better than anything red or purple.

Brook: *munches sandwich*

Tom: *walks over to couch, places Brook on couch*

Brook: Drink!

Tom: *opens soda, sits*

Brook: *grabs at soda*

Tom: Two hands.

Brook: *takes can*

Tom: *holds onto can*

Explosion rips through lab

Gables Estates, house, kitchen

Lori: *stares at television*

Scott: *walks downstairs*

Lori: Scott. Look.

Scott: *looks at television*

Lori: ...Please tell me that is not the lab.

Scott: ...I think it used to be.

Inside lab, break room

Speed: *lifts head, coughs* Tom! *waves smoke away* Tom!

Brook: *starts to cry*

Speed: *looks down at floor* Brook. *runs over, kneels* Brook, look at me.

Brook: *crying* Hurts!

Speed: *grabs beam, pushes* Ugh! Somebody help! *looks around*

Fire erupts from gas line

Speed: TOM!

Tom: *moves arm*

Speed: Tom get up!

Beams collapse, fall against fridge

Speed: TOM! *runs across room, grabs Tom, yanks him back*

Beams fall onto floor

Speed: *places hand on Tom's neck* Damnit. Tom, wake up. *leans ear down near Tom's mouth* ... *lifts head*

Brook: *screaming*

Speed: *looks at Brook*

Fire spreads

Speed: *slams fists into Tom's chest* C'MON!

Sirens are heard

Speed: *stares at Tom's shirt*

Blood starts to gush outward

Speed: I hope that damn well means a heartbeat. *places hands against Tom's chest*

Tom: *coughs*

Speed: Don't move.

Tom: Wh...what hap-

Speed: I don't know but I'm going to get you some help, okay?

Tom: *groans* Where's Brook.

Speed: She's fine.

Tom: I-I don't hear her.

Speed: She's not here, someone already took her out. Stop talking, I'm not really in the mood to take the jumper cables to you again.

Tom: *looks down at chest* ...Was I shot?

Speed: What did I just tell you?

Tom: Move your hand.

Speed: No. *pushes Tom* Lie back down.

Tom: Feels like there's something in there.

Speed: Yeah. My hand. Stop moving or you'll bleed out.

Tom: *stares up at ceiling*

Speed: *grabs piece of couch cushion, places it against Tom's chest*

Tom: ...Why didn't you let me die.

Speed: *looks at Tom*

TBC.................................
 
OO....Speechless....OMFG...WHOSE DEAD? Whose dying? Who's going to survive? You know I had to ask those questions...Seriously though...that was an epic explosion. So many things...especially Tom's question at the end have to be delved into further. Not only is Anni going to go into conniptions, but so is Lori for that matter...

But look at Speed, doing the hero thing:D That was awesome, I must say. Poor Anni though, her family was in there...

Hanging on a thread here...I can't wait for more.

You're awesome, ...but you knew that already though...

Awesome update!
 
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HOLY SWEET CHICKEN.

Oh, my Goodness gracious. I love you and your evil cliffhangers. I hope Brook's okay!

And, what's with Tom saying Speed should've let him die? Hmm...

Awesome update! Can't wait for more!
 
Thanks for the reviews! :)

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Hospital, 7pm

Speed: *stares through glass*

Katie: *walks over*

Speed: *looks at Katie* ...Jesus.

Katie: Yeah. I was in Trace when hell descended upon us.

Speed: H said it was a news helicopter. Malfunctioned.

Katie: How's Brook?

Speed: Broken leg, some smoke inhalation but she's okay.

Katie: And Tom?

Speed: He's looked better.

Katie: 3 lab techs were killed.

Speed: *nods*

Katie: *looks at Speed's arm* You're bleeding.

Speed: *lowers head*

Katie: Why don't you see a doctor.

Speed: *lifts head* I'm fine.

Lori: *runs over, hugs Speed*

Speed: Oof.

Lori: *squeezes tighter*

Katie: What, no hug for me?

Lori: *frowns*

Scott: *walks over*

Katie: SCOTTY! *hugs Scott*

Scott: *lifts brow*

Katie: Ooh you smell good.

Scott: *steps back*

Lori: *places hands on Speed's cheeks* Are you okay?

Speed: I'm alright.

Lori: *sigh*

Anni: *runs over* Where are they? Are they okay?

Speed: They're still being looked after but they're okay.

Anni: What happened? I heard something about a helicopter?

Katie: Tom got pretty banged up. He was coughin' up blood and he died a couple times on the way over here and-

Speed: Knock it off.

Katie: It's true. And you should have seen Brook, gosh the girl looked scared shitless. Her little legs are broken like TWIGS. Must have been one hell of a blast.

Anni: *starts to cry*

Katie: Oh it's not that bad.

Anni: *crying, collapses*

Scott: *grabs Anni*

Anni: *latches onto Scott's shirt, crying*

Speed: *looks at Katie* Do you have to do that?

Katie: Yes.

Speed: Anni, they're okay.

Anni: *sniffs*

Katie: Does Scotty smell great, or what!

Anni: *wipes eyes* ...He does smell really good.

Scott: *rolls eyes*

Lori: Okay, enough snorting Finch. Go see your husband.

Anni: *smirks*

Speed: I'll take her. *grabs Anni's hand*

Speed/Anni walk away

Lori: *grabs Scott's cheek, sniffs*

Scott: *looks at Lori*

Lori: You changed your cologne.

Scott: ...I didn't think it would be that big a deal.

Lori: *smiles* I like it.

Scott: Remember why we're here.

Lori: Right.

Scott: *looks around*

Lori: Okay but if we find an empty hospital room, w-

Scott: We'll leave it alone.

Lori: Damn.

Hospital room

Anni: *wraps arms around Tom*

Tom: *closes eyes*

Anni: I'm so sorry.

Tom: Not your fault.

Anni: I shouldn't have left Brook there, I should have taken her with me.

Tom: You didn't know it was going to happen, Anni.

Anni: *lets go* I don't mean to be completely insulting but you look like crap.

Tom: *smirks*

Anni: Now you look a little better.

Tom: ...Why were you at the doctor? Is something wrong?

Anni: *smiles* ...No.

Tom: *sits up, winces* Meaning what.

Anni: I'm pregnant.

Tom: *stares at Anni*

Anni: Great, right?

Tom: A-Are you sure?

Anni: Yeah, pretty sure.

Tom: ...Sorry if I'm not smiling, my face is being held together with staples.

Anni: *laughs, hugs Tom*

Hallway

Katie: *walking* Crazy day, huh.

Speed: Yeah. How's your arm?

Katie: It's okay.

Speed: *nods*

Katie: *stops* ...Do you hear that?

Speed: *looks back* Hear what?

Katie: ...Sounds like...someone getting laid.

Speed: Why am I not surprised you'd recognize that.

Katie: *places ear up to door*

Speed: Katie, get away from the door.

Katie: No way. I'm totally drilling a peep hole into this door.

Speed: Uh no you're not.

Katie: There's got to be a way to see in.

Speed: ...I can't believe you just said that.

Katie: Maybe it isn't locked. *wiggles doorknob*

Speed: *grabs Katie's waist* Or we can go down to the cafeteria and have a coffee or something.

Katie: No way. *kneels* Hand me your keys.

Speed: I'm not letting you mess up my keys so you can sneak a peek.

Katie: I need your key chain. It has a little mirror on it.

Speed: Buy some porn.

Katie: Hey I'm a classy lady.

Speed: I'm not perpetuating your fetishes.

Katie: Keys. *snaps fingers*

Speed: No.

Katie: *stands* Quick! Before they finish!

Speed: *frowns*

Katie: You're no fun, Tim.

Door opens

Lori: *steps out, stops*

Katie: *looks at Lori*

Speed: *looks at Lori*

Lori: *stares blankly* ...*straightens out shirt, walks away*

Katie: *blinks*

Scott: *walks over, glances at Speed, walks away*

Katie: ...That just happened, right?

Speed: It's a shame I stopped drinking. *walks away*

Katie: You read my mind!

TBC................................
 
OO @ Speed and Katie, :). THat's what they get for getting in grown folks business. Scott and Lori were not bothering anyone, but ahem for their cojones. Scotty must be getting bolder.

At the very least, at least Tom and Brook are okay somewhat. The news of Anni's pregnancy is great news...Now, if only she could keep this one:))

Awesome update!
 
Thanks for the review! :D

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Miami hospital, 2 weeks later

Tom: *puts on shirt*

Doctor: Mister Grey, you can't leave yet.

Tom: I'm done.

Doctor: We still have to run some stress tests.

Tom: *buttons up shirt* You've been running stress tests for the last 2 weeks. Test someone who actually needs your help.

Doctor: Then I'm writing you a prescription.

Tom: I don't need meds.

Doctor: You're a walking heart attack.

Tom: Too young for a heart attack.

Doctor: You already had one on the way here. Your heart is damaged. What we don't know is how much.

Tom: Whatever I did to my own body is my fault so don't bother trying to fix it.

Doctor: At least take some medicine with you.

Lori: *walks over*

Tom: *glances at Lori* Yeah, whatever.

Doctor: I'll be back with a script. *walks away*

Tom: *opens drawer, grabs wallet*

Lori: What was that about?

Tom: Nothing. You going to take me home or what?

Lori: How are you feeling?

Tom: Fine.

Lori: *folds Tom's collar* That's a pretty big wound, you sure y-

Tom: *grabs Lori's hand* Take me home.

Lori: *lifts eyes*

Doctor: *walks over* Here. Take these.

Tom: *grabs container* Thanks.

Doctor: *walks away*

Lori: What is it?

Tom: *places container in pocket* Nothing.

Lori: It's not nothing. *reaches into pocket*

Tom: *takes Lori's arm* Stop it.

Lori: I'm worried about you, that's all.

Tom: Don't be.

Lori: *sigh* C'mon.

Outside, parkinglot

Lori: *smiles* I heard about your little surprise. Way to go. *opens door*

Steph: TOMMY! Come sit with me!

Tom: *looks at Steph*

Lori: She was worried about you too.

Tom: *sigh*

Lori: *grabs Tom's arm* Do it for her.

Tom: *gets into truck*

Lori: *shuts door*

Inside truck, road

Steph: Tommy, does yer face hurt?

Tom: No sweetie, it doesn't.

Steph: Then how come you look sad?

Tom: *looks at Steph*

Steph: *stares at Tom*

Tom: I miss my family.

Steph: Momma said you're havin' a baby.

Tom: Uh, yeah that's right.

Steph: Momma says she ain't havin' anymore damn kids.

Tom: *smiles*

Lori: Hey. Language.

Steph: Oops. *covers mouth*

Tom: Since when do you care?

Lori: Scott cares.

Steph: Momma I want McDonalds for lunch.

Lori: No.

Steph: Why?

Lori: Your father doesn't want you eating that crap.

Steph: It's nummy crap.

Lori: You can have that granola crunch thing Dad bought you.

Steph: But it's the weekend.

Lori: So?

Steph: It's time for fun.

Lori: Nice try.

Steph: *frowns*

Tom: Just out of curiosity, does Scotty have you on such a short leash too?

Lori: Funny.

Tom: He probably has you on a curfew or something.

Lori: *stares ahead*

Tom: *frowns* He has you on a curfew.

Lori: It's for my own good.

Tom: He's not your father.

Lori: Look, I don't have a problem with staying in after dark. Lord knows I'd be up to no good anyway.

Tom: Really? You seem fine to me. Tell me something, does Scott have a curfew?

Lori: He's not an addict.

Tom: Since when do men tell you what to do?

Lori: You know what, I'm glad he is. Otherwise I'd be doing my own thing and guess what? My own thing didn't work. When I decided what was good for me, I ended up in a crack house naked on a bedspread with you.

Tom: At least it was of your own free will.

Lori: My 'free will' almost killed me.

Tom: You're not an idiot, Lori. You know what is and isn't good for you.

Lori: I'm not willing to trust myself anymore.

Tom: So you're going to let him tell you what to do.

Lori: It's not mandatory and it's not like he'll go out and chase me down. People like us need structure, Tom.

Tom: People like...us.

Lori: Addicts.

Tom: *laughs* I don't need anything.

Lori: Why do you think you married Anni and not some questionably-aged bimbo? You crave stability and maturity. I mean, the last time you actually had that was probably when your mother was still ali-

Tom: Whoa, no no. Don't paint me with the Lori Speedle brush. I don't have your problems.

Lori: Think about it.

Tom: No. Put your psycho freudian analyses away.

Lori: Fine.

Tom: Thank you.

Lori: You actually proposed to Anni, right?

Tom: *lifts brow* Yeah.

Lori: Damnit! Why can everyone else do it except Scott!

TBC........................
 
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