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Hospital room, next day
Jess: *sitting on bed*
Alena: *runs in* MOMMA! *jumps onto bed*
Jess: *grabs Alena* Hi baby! *hugs Alena*
Alena: *hugging Jess*
Jess: *laughs* Oh you're getting so big.
Alena: I know mom.
Jess: It's good to see you.
Delko: *walks in, carrying flowers*
Jess: There's my handsome husband.
Delko: *kisses Jess* Hi honey.
Jess: Are these for me?
Delko: Nah, I got hungry on the way here and thought I'd have a salad.
Jess: *laughs*
Delko: No, seriously.
Jess: *shakes head* I'm so glad to be back.
Delko: So uh...How are you feeling?
Jess: A little sore. I was bound for almost a week.
Delko: Well we'll get you home.
Jess: Actually I'd like to go back to work if that's alright.
Delko: Why?
Jess: You guys need some help over there, right?
Delko: Katie, JC, Missy and Megan are gone to Pensylvannia so I guess we could use a few extra hands.
Jess: Great. Can we bring Alena with us?
Delko: I don't know. I'd have to talk to H.
Jess: Okay.
Delko: He's out in the hall, so I'll be right back.
Jess: *nods*
Delko: *leaves*
Alena: Momma?
Jess: Yes sweetie.
Alena: Kayleigh was real nice to me.
Jess: ...She was.
Alena: Yup, she got me candy and soda and um candy.
Jess: She didn't hurt you?
Alena: Nope.
Jess: That's really great. I'm glad you had a good time.
Alena: What about you?
Jess: I'm fine. I got to ride in the back of a really big van.
Alena: WOW!
Jess: Yeah and I saw some need fireworks on the street.
Alena: *smiling*
Jess: I wish you were there with me, and not alone with Kayleigh.
Alena: I wish I was with you too momma.
Jess: *hugs Alena*
Hall
Delko: H.
Horatio: *fiddling with shades* How is she Eric?
Delko: A little shaken up, but she wants to get back to work.
Horatio: You think she's up for it? She just got back.
Delko: Ever since we got back from Venezuela, I've felt responsible for them both. I need to keep an eye on them and make sure they're safe.
Horatio: So no more threats on yours truly.
Delko: Sorry about that H, I didn't mean it.
Horatio: No worries. The important thing is they're both safe.
Delko: Yeah.
Horatio: Why don't you take the day to be with them.
Delko: No, I have to get back to work.
Horatio: Family comes first Eric.
Delko: What about with you?
Horatio: ....My team is my family.
Delko: *nods* We think of you the same way.
Horatio: *smirks*
Delko: I'll get back in there.
Horatio: Take all the time you need.
Delko: *walks back into room*
Horatio: *stares through window*
Speed: *walks over* How are they?
Horatio: They're doing just fine.
Speed: *nods* I have a message for you from Stetler.
Horatio: Do tell.
Speed: *hands over paper*
Horatio: *looks down at paper* Excuse me Speed. *walks away*
Speed: ...You're welcome.
Atrium
Horatio: Agent Stetler.
Stetler: *turns around*
Horatio: Calleigh's been fired.
Stetler: Unfortunately.
Horatio: May I ask why?
Stetler: This Colton guy, he's an ex con.
Horatio: Your point?
Stetler: There have been reports that he and CSI Duquesne are involved in a relationship.
Horatio: That's their decision.
Stetler: Her badge was found at a murder scene and he's a criminal, Horatio.
Horatio: That badge was stolen and Colton served his time, he is also a standup citizen.
Stetler: I'm sure he is. Lab protocol stipulates-
Horatio: I'm aware of lab protocol.
Stetler: Then you'll know that she will lose her badge over this. Irony set aside, you need to hire someone new.
Horatio: I should have been apprised of this.
Stetler: You were.
Horatio: A little late Rick.
Stetler: I had no choice.
Horatio: You always have a choice, and you made the wrong one.
Stetler: I'm not trying to ruin your lives or the lives of your staff. Unfortunately it comes with the job.
Horatio: Rick, you are the only IAB agent I've ever seen take pride in his work. You aren't satisfied unless a police officer is in handcuffs.
Stetler: I was a cop once.
Horatio: You were, *shifts positions* you were a cop.
Stetler: Then you understand that this was a difficult decision.
Horatio: I do, I do understand. But, you could have said no.
Stetler: Then I guess this would be a bad time to bring something else to your attention regarding your staff.
Horatio: What is it?
Stetler: Well he's not..Part of your staff, but he certainly threw your name around.
Horatio: Who is it?
Stetler: Ryan Wolfe.
Horatio: *stares at Stetler* ...He was killed.
Stetler: Well from what he told me, it looks like he held on for a while. Shot out in the Everglades. M.E. down there declared him dead until he started to breathe before they cut into him.
Horatio: My Medical Examiner personally looked him over.
Stetler: She's missed live ones before. You remember that case with the rape victim downtown right? Girl was still alive, maggots feeding on her head wound. Then there was the young woman inside a morgue drawer, who screamed her way out of a body bag.
Horatio: *nods* I do remember those cases.
Stetler: Mister Wolfe would like to speak with you.
Horatio: He's a murderer.
Stetler: He served his time, and he appears to be a standup citizen. You of all people should understand second chances.
Horatio: Alright. I'll speak with him.
Stetler: Good. If all goes well, he can replace Calleigh Duquesne. *walks away*
Horatio: *frowns*
PD
Horatio: *walks over* Mister Wolfe.
Ryan: *turns around, smiles* Ryan, actually. *extends hand*
Horatio: I hear you would like to speak with me.
Ryan: Yeah. Um, I hope I'm not too forward in saying this, but I was kind of looking for a job in the area, and I heard you guys were hiring.
Horatio: *stares at Wolfe*
Ryan: Oh man...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound too pushy or anything but I'm living in a small one-room apartment downtown and I really could use the money. You know how hard it is to live on a student's salary.
Horatio: You're going to school.
Ryan: University courses. I'm majoring in biochemistry and criminology. I know that I haven't always had the best past with the good side of the law, but I know I can do this.
Horatio: Need I remind you, you almost killed one of my team members.
Ryan: About that...I realize now that it was a mistake. I paid my dues to society, and well the gunshot wound to the head seemed to knock some sense in me. *laughs*
Horatio: *frowning*
Ryan: Just give me one chance to prove myself. If I screw up, I'll leave.
Horatio: Here in Miami-
Ryan: OH! I know this one! We. Never. Close. Right? Am I right?
Horatio: ...Here in Miami, you need to be a police officer before you can become a Crime Scene Investigator.
Ryan: Yeah but you guys have all sorts of internships right?
Horatio: We do.
Ryan: Could I sign up for one of those?
Horatio: What makes you want to become a CSI?
Ryan: I need to do more to pay back society. Serving time just isn't enough. I want to give back to them, and help people. Plus my uncle always said I needed to do more community service.
Horatio: Alright, but I'm going to throw you right in and you'd better be on your feet and prepared to work.
Ryan: I swear.
Horatio: There's a gentleman by the name of Eric Delko who's going to show up here right away. You two will be working a case at the marina.
Ryan: Great.
Horatio: One mistake and you're out.
Ryan: I understand.
Horatio: Good, I'll check on you later.
Ryan: Yes sir. *walks away*
Marina, 1pm
Delko: *snaps pictures*
Ryan: *walks over* Are you CSI Delko?
Delko: *turns around*
Ryan: *extends hand, smiles* Ryan Wolfe, I'm assigned to your case.
Delko: ...Did you get lost on the way to Chucky Cheese?
Ryan: *laughs* No, Horatio Caine hired me. Well, he didn't
hire me, he appointed me to the case. I'm kind of an intern if you will.
Delko: You're a little young to be in this business. Besides, weren't you in jail?
Ryan: I'm...Trying to put the past behind me.
Delko: Tell that to the people you killed.
Ryan: I didn't hurt your colleague, Anni, I think her name was. And I killed a child rapist.
Delko: You want a medal or something?
Ryan: Wow, maybe I should have been paired with someone else.
Delko: Look, just grab a camera and don't touch anything.
Ryan: Sure. *grabs camera*
Delko: Uh, you need gloves too.
Ryan: *grabs latex gloves, drops camera* ...Oops.
Delko: *frowns*
Ryan: It...Slipped.
Delko: Just...Don't touch anything, alright?
Ryan: Sure. I think I remember working at the lab once. Um, it was with another guy a little older than you. But he left because you guys were out in some motor home.
Delko: Good for you.
Ryan: So I've had some experience...For an hour.
Delko: Are you sure it was a
whole hour?
Ryan: Ha ha, very funny.
Delko: *snaps pictures*
Ryan: So who died?
Delko: Old guy on his boat. Looks like he was stabbed, and then his hands were cut off.
Ryan: So he couldn't be identified?
Delko: Or it could have been a trophy, ritual murder, cult type of thing..
Ryan: So why are the wounds so clean?
Delko: He was dead before his hands were cut. Dead people don't bleed because the blood stops circulating, and starts to pool. After a few hours, it creates lividity which can help to pinpoint time of death.
Ryan: So what time did he die?
Delko: The coroner puts TOD around 6 am.
Ryan: It's almost 2 pm. Who found him?
Delko: Marina owner. He found blood dripping into the ocean from the side of the boat. There was a hole in the side of it.
Ryan: From what?
Delko: The knife.
Ryan: ...Must have been one hell of a knife to cut into the wall.
Delko: We could compare tool impressions to narrow down the type of knife used but...Our impressions expert was fired.
Ryan: ...What happened?
Delko: I don't know. And now I'm stuck with you.
Ryan: ...It must be rough, how well did you know him?
Delko: Her, actually. Calleigh Duquesne. She's one of the best CSIs in Miami.
Ryan: *nods*
Delko: So you're probably the replacement.
Ryan: I'm not trying to replace anyone.
Delko: Don't bother trying, you'll never fill her shoes.
Ryan: Well that's good, because I don't wear heels.
Delko: *frowns*
Ryan: ...That was a joke. Most people laugh, but maybe it's a Cuban thing or something to just stare at me sternly.
Delko: I beg your pardon?
Ryan: Whoa, no man. I mean..I didn't mean it like that. I love Cubans. I love every race, I love everyone. Even Hitler. Man those Germans, are pretty awesome. Well, the stash was a little outdated but who cares right? *laughs*
Delko: *stares at Wolfe*
Ryan: ...I'll go sit in the Hummer. *walks away*
Delko: *shakes head*
Pensylvannia, castle hotel, 4pm
Katie: *jumping on bed* Man this is so much FUN!
JC: Can you stop jumping on the bed? It isn't a trampoline and I'm feeling a little sick.
Katie: Yeah well don't sit here while I'm jumping.
JC: This is my bed.
Katie: Mine now biatch! *slips* AH! *falls* ....Ow.
JC: You okay?
Katie: I'm getting too old for this.
Megan: *walks in* Unbelievable service downstairs.
Katie: Oh cool, did we get the room free or something?
Megan: They BROKE my credit card and then said it was MY fault because the guy behind the counter couldn't couldn't hold it properly due to oily residue from my wallet.
Katie: Well that doesn't sound like good service.
Megan: I KNOW!
Katie: Geez.
Megan: So now I have no credit card.
Katie: Well Katie does. *holds out credit card*
Megan: *grabs card* ...This says Vicrum Wubba on it, Katie.
Katie: It's totally legit.
Megan: ....We can't use this.
Katie: Why not?
Megan: Because it's not yours.
Katie: Hey I just filled out the paper, I can't help it if they send me a card.
Megan: You are not using this.
Katie: Oh lighten up. No one's going to know.
Megan: Your name is not Vicrum.
Katie: It could have been in my past life.
Megan: Past life?
Katie: Yeah I was a turtle named Vicrum.
Megan: *crosses arms*
Katie: You have to live on the wild side for ONCE. Man Stetler has gotten to you.
Megan: ...No he hasn't.
Katie: Oh yeah he has. You're heartless.
Megan: Rick's not heartless.
Katie: Oooh so it's RICK now.
Megan: *frowns*
Katie: Awww Meggie has a crushie on Ricky.
JC: THAT'S SO CUTE! How does he look without a suit on?
Megan: I wouldn't know. I don't frateranize with my superior.
JC: Pfft.
Megan: I don't like Stetler!
Missy: Sure you do.
Katie: Admit it.
Megan: No.
Katie: Come on....Admit it.
Megan: No.
Katie: *dangles beer bottle* Admit it.
Megan: Put that down.
Katie: No. *drinks*
Megan: *sigh* Why do I ever agree to go anywhere with you looney tunes?
Missy: Because we're so awesome to be around.
Megan: Yeah, sure.
Two hours later
Katie: *jumping on bed* LOOK! I CAN MAKE THE WORLD SPIN WITH MY MIND! *rubbing temples*
Megan: *lying head on table* You guys...Suck.
Missy: *giggling*
JC: If you squint, the lights go dim and then when you open your eyes, the light goes bright. *squints* Dim. *opens eyes* Bright. *squints* Dim. *opens eyes* Bright.
Katie: *jumps off bed, staggers toward Megan* Okay okay okay listen for a second okay? Okay. Alright, okay. Okay so this is okay. Okay so what's the deal with Stetler?
Megan: Bah?
Katie: Exactly. MOO.
Megan: What about Stetler? I don't like Stetler. Pfffft.
Katie: *smiles* Oooh so who do you like? It'll be like one of those uh, girlish talk thingies I hear to much about.
Megan: Pfft, no ways about Stetler man. He's such a stickler for like suits and black shoes. I want a real man. A man who can stand up to things like ice cream and rainbows.
Katie: I so totally know how you feel.
Megan: A man who isn't afraid to show his opinion.
Katie: Oh yeah.
Megan: A man who's sensitive yet rough on the outside at the same time.
Katie: Definitely. *smacks table with hand*
Megan: A man like Tim. *sigh*
Katie: WHAT!
Megan: What?
Katie: What?
Megan: What?
Katie: WHAT!
Megan: YOU SOUND LIKE A DUCK! *starts to laugh*
Katie: AFLAC!
Megan: *laughing*
Katie: *laughing*
Missy: *laughing* I don't know why we're laughing but it's funny.
JC: My jeans are SO jeany.
TBC...............
