Oh geez, all of that happened in the First RT? :lol: Well I'm glad I made your dad laugh,
Hunter.
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Hummerhome, CSI Garage, One week later
Horatio: *stares at Hummerhome*
Missy: We kind of...Took 'er out for a spin.
Horatio: ...
Missy: And there's some puke inside but DON'T WORRY we put sawdust all over it.
Horatio: ...
JC: And we made sure to get the blood out of the curtains.
Horatio: What? Why was there blood in the curtains?
JC: I cut my lip on the can opener and Missy made me laugh.
Horatio: Did anything else happen to it?
JC: I overflowed the toilet.
Horatio: *wide-eyed*
JC: And then Megan hit a bump and well, the rest is history I guess.
Horatio: *drops to knees* MY HUMMERHOME!
JC: What is this, your third...Fourth Hummerhome?
Horatio: Try ninth.
JC: Ouch. It gives that 'What's in your wallet' expression a little more meaning.
Missy: Look, I found a crack in the side panel. *touches Hummerhome*
Horatio: NO! N-
Hummerhome front left wheel rolls off and slams into the wall
Horatio: ...
Missy: Oh. It's a good thing we didn't go driving again.
Horatio: *eye twitches*
Trace Lab
Speed: *walks in* ...
Ryan: *looks up* Hey bud.
Speed: What are you doing?
Ryan: Working.
Speed: Is that beef jerky?
Ryan: I got hungry.
Speed: ...You can't eat in here.
Ryan: Why not? I won't spill.
Speed: Look at this mess. *walks around* Do you know how much work it takes to clean this place?
Ryan: Yeah I've seen you do it five times already. I clocked you at three hours.
Speed: *frowning* This is not your lab.
Ryan: Nor is it yours my chipmunk-cheeked friend.
Speed: I am not your friend.
Ryan: Hey what does this button do? *presses button*
Machines start beeping, paper flies out of printers
Ryan: WHOA! WORLD WAR THREE IN HERE!
Speed: TURN IT OFF! TURN IT OFF!
Ryan: HOW!
Speed: PRESS RESET!
Ryan: WHAT?
Speed: THE RESET BUTTON! PRESS THE RESET BUTTON!
Ryan: WHAT ABOUT THE PRESET COTTON?
Speed: NO THE RESET BUTTON!
Ryan: I DON'T HAVE BUTTONS ON MY SHIRT!
Speed: PRESS THE RESET BUTTON!
Ryan: WHAT'S A RESET BUTTON!
Speed: THE BLUE ONE!
Ryan: WHICH MACHINE!
Speed: ALL OF THEM!
Ryan: *presses buttons*
Noise stops
Ryan: Good as new.
Machines start making higher-pitched sounds
Ryan: *covers ears* AH!
Speed: GET AWAY FROM THE MACHINES!
Ryan: WHAT?
Speed: GET AWAY FROM THE MACHINES!
Ryan: WHAT?
Speed: I SAID GET AWAY FROM THE MACHINES!
Ryan: WHAT?
Speed: GET AWAY FROM THE MACHINES!
Ryan: WHAT?
Speed: *making hand motions*
Ryan: *shrugs, shakes head*
Speed: GET OVER HERE!
Ryan: NO, I DON'T WANT ANY BEER!
Speed: I SAID GET OVER HERE!
Ryan: WHAT?
Speed: WHAT?
Ryan: WHAT DID YOU SAY!
Speed: I SAID-
Machines stop beeping
Speed: GET AW-...*clears throat* Get away from the machines.
Ryan: Why?
Speed: *blank stare*
Delko: *walks in* Hey I heard some noise in here, s-
Speed: *hugs Eric* Oh my God get him out of here.
Delko: ...Why are you hugging me?
Speed: Home sweet Eric Delko. My bestest friend on the entire planet.
Delko: Are you on drugs?
Speed: *points to Ryan* Get him out.
Delko: Why?
Speed: Because you're my best friend.
Delko: Oh.
Speed: GET HIM OUT! GET HIM OUT! GET HIM OUT!
Delko: Alright! Alright! Ryan, I think Calleigh wanted to see you anyway.
Ryan: Sure. *leaves*
Speed: *sigh*
Delko: You okay?
Speed: I am now.
Delko: Can you stop hugging me now?
Speed: What? *lets go* Nothing happened, I didn't touch you.
Delko: Yeah you did, you hugged me.
Speed: I...No, it wasn't a hug. I tripped.
Delko: ...Into my arms.
Speed: Yeah.
Delko: On purpose.
Speed: No by accident.
Delko: ...
Speed: ...
Delko: *looks around*
Speed: *looks down at floor*
Delko: ..Alright awkward.
Speed: Yeah.
Delko: *walks away*
Speed: *walks away*
Ballistics
Ryan: You wanted to see me?
Calleigh: *smiling, writing things down* How are things?
Ryan: ...What do you mean?
Calleigh: Around here.
Ryan: Fine.
Calleigh: *stands up straight* No trouble?
Ryan: Well I don't think Speedle likes me very much.
Calleigh: *crosses arms* Did you talk to him about it?
Ryan: No, he hates me. And he'll probably beat me up.
Calleigh: How are you gettin' along with Eric?
Ryan: Just fine.
Calleigh: Good.
Ryan: So is this why you called me down here?
Calleigh: No, I was lookin' over the case, and found this. *lifts object*
Ryan: What is that?
Calleigh: It looks like piece of a trigger.
Ryan: From a gun?
Calleigh: It was found on the floor of the boat by Eric, he didn't know what it was, so it was kicked back to me.
Ryan: Guns don't usually lose their triggers.
Calleigh: No they don't, which is why we need to find the rest of the gun.
Ryan: The victim wasn't shot.
Calleigh: I think I know where the gun is.
Ryan: *lifts brow*
Autopsy
Alexx: *covers body with sheet*
Calleigh: *walks in smiling* Hey Alexx, back from the bahamas already?
Alexx: *smiles* I can only take so much heat.
Calleigh: *laughs*
Ryan: *hiding behind door*
Calleigh: *looks back* It's alright Ryan, come on in.
Ryan: *walks in slowly*
Calleigh: Do you have something for me?
Alexx: As a matter of fact, I do. *lifts container*
Ryan: What is that?
Alexx: That, is a gun.
Ryan: ...It doesn't look like a gun.
Alexx: Stomach acids did a number on it.
Ryan: Stomach acids? You mean he swallowed it?
Alexx: In pieces.
Ryan: That's impossible.
Alexx: Honey, in this job we learn that anything is possible.
Calleigh: *smirks* So were you able to find an identification number on the gun?
Alexx: *tilts head*
Calleigh: Right, my job. *grabs container* Thanks Alexx. *walks away*
Ryan: *staring at body*
Alexx: You okay baby?
Ryan: Yeah. Yeah, I'm good. *runs out*
Halls
Katie: *walking*
Carly: *looks up from work station, runs out into hall* Katie!
Katie: *looks over*
Carly: What are you doing here?
Katie: I came here to resign.
Carly: What's going on? Where were you?
Katie: I'm getting some help.
Carly: Oh. Is there anything I can do?
Katie: No.
Carly: You're sweating, are you okay?
Katie: I'm fine.
Carly: You sure?
Katie: Yeah. Where's Horatio?
Carly: I saw him a while ago near the locker room.
Katie: Thanks. *walks away*
Carly: ...Friendly girl.
Locker room
Katie: *walks in, stops*
Speed: *opens locker*
Delko: So are we going for a beer after work?
Speed: Is that the most manly thing you could think of?
Delko: Well, you did hug me.
Speed: Let it go.
Delko: I can't.
Speed: Eric, knock it off.
Delko: Well your brother w-
Speed: Eric, I'm not Josh.
Delko: Noted. *walks to door* Hey Katie. *walks out*
Katie: *nods*
Speed: I thought you'd be getting some help.
Katie: I am. *walks over* At least I think I am.
Speed: You want to talk about it?
Katie: *shakes head*
Speed: As a friend?
Katie: *looks down at floor* I'm sorry.
Speed: For what?
Katie: I haven't been myself lately.
Speed: I hadn't noticed.
Katie: *laughs* Yeah thanks. That makes me feel a whole lot better.
Speed: Are you okay?
Katie: *wipes forehead* Yeah, it's just hot in here.
Speed: *reaches up into locker*
Katie: *flinches*
Speed: ...You sure you're alright?
Katie: *nods*
Speed: *grabs keys*
Katie: *twitches*
Speed: *looks at Katie*
Katie: *crosses arms*
Speed: *closes locker*
Katie: *shivering*
Speed: I thought you said it was hot in here.
Katie: It was.
Speed: And now it isn't.
Katie: *twitches*
Speed: *angry sigh*
Katie: What.
Speed: It's not just the alcohol, is it.
Katie: What are you talking about?
Speed: Empty your pockets.
Katie: No.
Speed: I'll do this myself if I have to.
Katie: *frowns*
Speed: Do you have anything in your pockets that could harm me, or yourself?
Katie: No.
Speed: *reaches into Katie's pockets*
Katie: *shakes head*
Speed: *pulls out bottle*
Katie: *grabs at bottle*
Speed: *steps back*
Katie: Give it back.
Speed: Do you know what this is?
Katie: Yes I know what it is, I bought it.
Speed: Did you know this could kill you?
Katie: That's kind of the point.
Speed: Katie, why are you doing this?
Katie: Hey man, you did it.
Speed: It almost killed me.
Katie: Wow, just like everything else. Can I have that back now?
Speed: *hands over bottle*
Katie: You're not going to arrest me?
Speed: I can't.
Katie: Why?
Speed: Because I didn't see anything.
Katie: *stares at Speed*
Speed: How's your bank account?
Katie: Empty.
Speed: How much more of that do you need?
Katie: *laughs* You tell me.
Speed: *nods* Don't go out tonight, I'll get it for you.
Katie: What? Why?
Speed: Where are you staying?
Katie: A place downtown.
Speed: I'll be there in three hours.
Katie: ...No cops?
Speed: No.
Katie: I have to talk to Horatio.
Speed: Come back tomorrow.
Katie: No, I-
Speed: You have ten seconds to get out of here or I arrest you.
Katie: ...
Speed: Go.
Katie: *turns around, leaves*
TBC..................
