Well here we are guys, chapter one! Thank you very much for joining me in here.
Shoot To Thrill
Lab
Horatio: *shoots gun* Hey Speed, you okay?!
Speed: *behind wall* Yeah!
Horatio: *rolls* Oof, I'm getting too old for this.
Speed: Don't you think there are more pressing matters to be dealt with?
Horatio: Do you have a gun?
Speed: I'm a civilian.
Horatio: Here. *throws gun*
Speed: What do you want me to do with this?
Horatio: I have a backup in my office, take these guys out and I'll be right back.
Speed: You're leaving me?
Horatio: *warning tone* Speed...
Speed: Yeah I know. *loads magazine*
Horatio: Keep them busy. *runs*
Speed: Easier said than done.
[Shots hit wall]
Speed: *flinches* Man how do these guys get in here?
Calleigh: *runs up, gun drawn* I thought you were leaving.
Speed: Yeah so did I.
Calleigh: Duck.
Speed: *ducks*
Calleigh: *shoots gun*
[One gunman falls]
Speed: Nice shot.
Calleigh: Where's Horatio?
Horatio: *runs over* Right here.
Delko: *runs up* What's going on?
Horatio: Shoot now, ask questions later Eric.
Delko: Oh cool so we're doing
that now.
[Gunmen run around shooting glass and the ceiling, shot fly everywhere]
Speed: *shoots gun*
[Gunman falls]
Calleigh: You almost missed.
Speed: It's not my gun. It feels weird.
[Gunman on floor shoots]
Delko: AH! Oh God I almost got shot.
Calleigh: *shoots*
[Gunman dies]
Calleigh: That's right. That'll teach ya.
Speed: Very nice. Can we get the rest of them now?
Calleigh: After you.
Speed: No, ladies first. I insist.
Calleigh: You just don't want to get shot.
Speed: You're the cop.
Calleigh: Oh right. *runs*
Horatio: *runs*
Delko: *runs*
Speed: *sigh* I guess I should help. *runs*
[Miami team runs around shooting bad guys, and mostly missing but that's okay because the gunmen are supposed to be hard to shoot. They're bad guys.]
Horatio: I'm out.
Calleigh: *throws magazine* Will that do?
Horatio: *loads magazine* Thank you Calleigh.
Speed: *runs behind wall* You do realize we've just destroyed the lab
Delko: All the more reason to re-decorate again.
Speed: Well have fun with that. *shoots gun*
[Gunman falls, dies]
Calleigh: Do you have a visual on the rest of them?
Horatio: Well I know at least five or six came in.
Delko: And we shot three.
Horatio: So we have three more.
Delko: What do you want us to do H?
Horatio: We're going to have to cowboy this one.
Speed: *tilts head* Just the way I wanted to leave this place. Riddled with bullets.
Horatio: There's two of them in the trace lab so we're going to head that way slowly. If you see anyone who's injured, pull them out of the way.
Calleigh: Well this is going to be an all around fun crime scene to process.
Horatio: *loads magazine* I have no doubt. Alright, on my mark. One...Two...Th-
Speed: Wait.
Horatio: What?
Speed: Do I get hazard pay out of this?
Horatio: I'll send you a cheque.
Speed: Good. Now that it's cleared up, carry on the countdown.
Horatio: ...Three!
[Miami team runs into trace lab, guns a-blazin'. Two gunmen get off a few shots, but as we know, the Miami team is kickass so they send a few bullets each into their not-so-great kevlar vests]
Delko: Where's the third guy?
Calleigh: I saw him leave out that way.
Horatio: *looks down at dead gunmen* Let him go. We have all we need to get him right here.
Speed: I hate to be the buz-kill of this whole thing but I have a plane to catch and no one said I'd have to kill a few terrorists first.
Horatio: Consider it a going away present *puts on shades* Miami-style.
Speed: Excellent. Can I go?
Horatio: Take care.
Speed: Thanks. Bye guys.
Calleigh: Bye Tim.
Delko: See you around.
Speed: *throws gun at Horatio* You're going to need this.
Horatio: *grabs gun* Good luck.
Speed: I make my own luck. *leaves*
Horatio: *looks around* Grab everyone and tell them we're pulling an all-nighter.
Delko: What if the FBI gets inv-
Horatio: We have juridiction so tell them to stick it.
Delko: You want me to tell the FBI to...Stick it?
Horatio: Yep. *walks away*
Delko: *shrugs*
Calleigh: *sigh* Don't you love coming back home?
TBC.........
