Riley is still in California. 
And I have made a Wubba Monster icon, but I won't post it here since it's the Fan Fiction board.
And whew there seem to be mixed feelings about Avery. I like it.
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Top of school, Miami, next day
Josh: *kneels, opens kit*
Avery: *runs over* You didn't call.
Josh: *looks up at Avery*
Avery: I thought we were both on this case.
Josh: I don't have to report myself to you.
Avery: I've been asking around the lab and apparently you're supposed to be the nice brother.
Josh: What are you talking about?
Avery: I was talkin' to Verara or whatever her name is.
Josh: Valera.
Avery: Yeah, her. She said you're really nice.
Josh: And?
Avery: And why aren't you nice with me?
Josh: Because I'm your boss.
Avery: So I have to earn your respect.
Josh: That's usually how it works when you start off at the bottom.
Avery: Was everyone mean to you when you first started?
Josh: No, actually. I wasn't really working with the actual CSIs. Well, they're actual CSIs now but they weren't officially when I started. I was working a case with gangs.
Avery: And then?
Josh: And then I assisted on a case involving Calleigh Duquesne.
Avery: What was the case about?
Josh: It's closed so it doesn't matter. Then I worked undercover narcotics for a while so I've earned the respect of my peers.
Avery: You never got into drugs?
Josh: What do you mean?
Avery: Well...A lot of cops who transfer to narco, get involved with that stuff. You know hookers and drugs dealers. They make some friends on the streets and then pretty soon they can't handle thier job as a police officer.
Josh: You watch too many movies.
Avery: So what happened with you? You ever get involved with anyone bad?
Josh: Why are you looking for my street credit?
Avery: I'm just curious who I'll be working with for the remainder of this case.
Josh: You're being transfered to the night shift at the end of the week. I doubt this case will be wrapped up before then.
Avery: So what's it going to take for you to be nice to me?
Josh: *grabs flashlight*
Avery: Right the whole chain of command crap. So you're just going to be an ass the whole time.
Josh: You wanted me to hold your hand?
Avery: No. I don't. Can we just get to work then?
Josh: Sure.
Avery: Give me a flashlight and get out of my way.
Josh: *hands over flashlight*
Avery: *walks away*
Josh: *lifts brow*
Avery: *shines light around*
Josh: *stands, looks over edge* You find anything?
Avery: When I know, you'll know.
Josh: *nods* Fair enough.
Avery: *kneels* Gunshot residue.
Josh: *walks over*
Avery: Barrel of a rifle was sitting here. Great view of the crime scene too.
Josh: Okay start looking for evidence of the actual shooter.
Avery: I know that. *looks around*
Josh: *frowns*
Avery: Down here. *points* On the edge of the building looks like some black material.
Josh: Collect it.
Avery: I am. *grabs evidence* It was hanging off the side so that means whoever it was probably had very long clothes and when he or she turned around, that part was caught on this part of the building.
Josh: Okay we'll get that back to the lab and run a profile on it.
Avery: *nods*
Josh: Great work.
Avery: ...Thanks.
Josh: *walks away*
Hummerhome
Anni: *pushes Carly* Get lost.
Carly: No. It's my popsicle.
Anni: It was mine. I licked it.
Carly: Mine now.
Anni: You licked my popsicle.
Delko: *starts to laugh*
Jess: *slaps Eric*
Delko: Sorry.
Anni: Give it back.
Carly: No.
Anni: That has my germs on it.
Carly: You're part of the family now.
Anni: Um not your family.
Carly: Sure you are. *shoves popsicle in Speed's mouth*
Speed: *wide-eyed*
Carly: *pulls popsicle out* There now you're good.
Anni: *grabs popsicle* Stop passing it around like it's a peace pipe.
Speed: I hate cherry.
Carly: Alright I need another popsicle.
Delko: You stole the last one from Anni.
Carly: WE NEED TO STOP! I NEED MORE! THEY'RE LIKE MY FRIGGIN' CRACK!
Horatio: Calm down. There isn't another Wal-Mart for at least ten miles.
Carly: Where are we going? Where are we going?
Horatio: California.
Carly: Oh when will we get there?
Horatio: Tomorrow.
Carly: Oh so are there popsicles there?
Speed: What is it with you and popsicles?
Carly: I'm Australian.
Speed: What does that have to do with anything?
Carly: It doesn't.
Katie: HA!
Calleigh: What?
Katie: Nothing. My subconscious now picks up quotes from another life that we'll not mention because the world will implode.
Calleigh: ...
Ryan: Was I around for this?
Katie: No not for another two sea....Nothing.
Ryan: Huh?
Calleigh: Nothin' Ryan.
Ryan: Ah alright. See I feel a little lost with everyone.
Calleigh: Don't be, you'll fit in fine. *smiles*
Ryan: *smiles*
Colton: *kicks Ryan*
Ryan: OW!
Horatio: Children, stop hitting and kicking.
Ryan: He started it.
Colton: You started it. Stop hitting on my girlfriend.
Ryan: I wasn't doing anything. It was Calleigh's fault.
Calleigh: *gasp* I think not.
Megan: Can we keep it PG for two minutes please?
Missy: I haven't said anything in FOREVER.
JC: You're not the only one. *eats popcorn* It's much more fun to listen to them bicker about nothing.
Missy: I hear ya.
Miami Lab three hours later
Josh: *walks over* I've been looking for you everywhere.
Avery: *hands over paper* I have your results sir.
Josh: *looks at paper* A trench coat.
Avery: Yeah whoever was wearing it was on the roof of that school and I doubt the janitor dresses like a business man.
Josh: The victim's husband works in an office downtown.
Avery: You think we should talk to him?
Josh: I think so. Let's go to his office.
Avery: Sure.
Wellner.co
Josh: *picks up family picture* You have an impressive firm here Mister Wellner.
Wellner: Thank you. My offices pride themselves on moral conduct and a work ethic that can't be beat. That and the successful business part. *smiles*
Josh: What exactly does your firm do?
Wellner: I hire defense lawyers that can't get a job anywhere else. They have good skills just not the incentive to get the right degrees. I give them a chance here.
Josh: That's very kind of you.
Wellner: Yes, it is.
Josh: You were informed that your wife was killed yesterday and yet you're back at work.
Wellner: It's terrible I know, but my firm shouldn't stop because of one death.
Josh: Your wife died. You don't even take a sick day?
Wellner: I loved my wife but I love my career more.
Josh: Enough to kill?
Wellner: What are you insinuating?
Josh: Nothing.
Wellner: It seems like you're implying I killed my wife.
Josh: I didn't say that.
Wellner: I didn't kill anyone. I was here when she was murdered.
Josh: Have you seen your daughter yet?
Wellner: ...
Josh: So she's still at the police department.
Wellner: I don't know, you work there. You find out.
Josh: *frowns*
Avery: *looks at Josh*
Josh: *slaps folder onto table* Your wife was shot in the head. It cracked open when she hit the pavement and your daughter witnessed it. Your wife is rotting in the morgue and you're here looking at spreadsheets and calling your business partners. What the hell kind of husband and father are you?
Wellner: I don't have to listen to this. Get out of my office until you have something substantial to prove.
Josh: Don't leave town. *leaves*
Avery: ...Okay. *leaves*
Halls
Josh: *walking*
Avery: Whoa, what's your problem.
Josh: I don't like him.
Avery: Uh yeah clearly. Did you have to treat him like that?
Josh: No offense but you're not exactly in a position to argue my professionalism.
Avery: You went off on him for no reason.
Josh: You don't know what it's like to have a family, do you? When one of them dies you do not sit in your office all day like nothing happened.
Avery: People grieve in different ways.
Josh: That's not grief that's arrogance.
Avery: Maybe but you don't have the luxury of judging anyone. Until we can prove he's any less than a businessman, back off.
Josh: *stops walking* I'm a little tired of babysitting you.
Avery: Babysitting? I'm the one making sure you don't make an ass of yourself.
Josh: Why don't you just go back to the lab.
Avery: What is your problem?
Josh: I don't have a problem!
Avery: Yeah you do!
Josh: Get out of my face.
Avery: No.
Josh: *glaring*
Avery: *crosses arms*
TBC.............
And I have made a Wubba Monster icon, but I won't post it here since it's the Fan Fiction board. And whew there seem to be mixed feelings about Avery. I like it.
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Top of school, Miami, next day
Josh: *kneels, opens kit*
Avery: *runs over* You didn't call.
Josh: *looks up at Avery*
Avery: I thought we were both on this case.
Josh: I don't have to report myself to you.
Avery: I've been asking around the lab and apparently you're supposed to be the nice brother.
Josh: What are you talking about?
Avery: I was talkin' to Verara or whatever her name is.
Josh: Valera.
Avery: Yeah, her. She said you're really nice.
Josh: And?
Avery: And why aren't you nice with me?
Josh: Because I'm your boss.
Avery: So I have to earn your respect.
Josh: That's usually how it works when you start off at the bottom.
Avery: Was everyone mean to you when you first started?
Josh: No, actually. I wasn't really working with the actual CSIs. Well, they're actual CSIs now but they weren't officially when I started. I was working a case with gangs.
Avery: And then?
Josh: And then I assisted on a case involving Calleigh Duquesne.
Avery: What was the case about?
Josh: It's closed so it doesn't matter. Then I worked undercover narcotics for a while so I've earned the respect of my peers.
Avery: You never got into drugs?
Josh: What do you mean?
Avery: Well...A lot of cops who transfer to narco, get involved with that stuff. You know hookers and drugs dealers. They make some friends on the streets and then pretty soon they can't handle thier job as a police officer.
Josh: You watch too many movies.
Avery: So what happened with you? You ever get involved with anyone bad?
Josh: Why are you looking for my street credit?
Avery: I'm just curious who I'll be working with for the remainder of this case.
Josh: You're being transfered to the night shift at the end of the week. I doubt this case will be wrapped up before then.
Avery: So what's it going to take for you to be nice to me?
Josh: *grabs flashlight*
Avery: Right the whole chain of command crap. So you're just going to be an ass the whole time.
Josh: You wanted me to hold your hand?
Avery: No. I don't. Can we just get to work then?
Josh: Sure.
Avery: Give me a flashlight and get out of my way.
Josh: *hands over flashlight*
Avery: *walks away*
Josh: *lifts brow*
Avery: *shines light around*
Josh: *stands, looks over edge* You find anything?
Avery: When I know, you'll know.
Josh: *nods* Fair enough.
Avery: *kneels* Gunshot residue.
Josh: *walks over*
Avery: Barrel of a rifle was sitting here. Great view of the crime scene too.
Josh: Okay start looking for evidence of the actual shooter.
Avery: I know that. *looks around*
Josh: *frowns*
Avery: Down here. *points* On the edge of the building looks like some black material.
Josh: Collect it.
Avery: I am. *grabs evidence* It was hanging off the side so that means whoever it was probably had very long clothes and when he or she turned around, that part was caught on this part of the building.
Josh: Okay we'll get that back to the lab and run a profile on it.
Avery: *nods*
Josh: Great work.
Avery: ...Thanks.
Josh: *walks away*
Hummerhome
Anni: *pushes Carly* Get lost.
Carly: No. It's my popsicle.
Anni: It was mine. I licked it.
Carly: Mine now.
Anni: You licked my popsicle.
Delko: *starts to laugh*
Jess: *slaps Eric*
Delko: Sorry.
Anni: Give it back.
Carly: No.
Anni: That has my germs on it.
Carly: You're part of the family now.
Anni: Um not your family.
Carly: Sure you are. *shoves popsicle in Speed's mouth*
Speed: *wide-eyed*
Carly: *pulls popsicle out* There now you're good.
Anni: *grabs popsicle* Stop passing it around like it's a peace pipe.
Speed: I hate cherry.
Carly: Alright I need another popsicle.
Delko: You stole the last one from Anni.
Carly: WE NEED TO STOP! I NEED MORE! THEY'RE LIKE MY FRIGGIN' CRACK!
Horatio: Calm down. There isn't another Wal-Mart for at least ten miles.
Carly: Where are we going? Where are we going?
Horatio: California.
Carly: Oh when will we get there?
Horatio: Tomorrow.
Carly: Oh so are there popsicles there?
Speed: What is it with you and popsicles?
Carly: I'm Australian.
Speed: What does that have to do with anything?
Carly: It doesn't.
Katie: HA!
Calleigh: What?
Katie: Nothing. My subconscious now picks up quotes from another life that we'll not mention because the world will implode.
Calleigh: ...
Ryan: Was I around for this?
Katie: No not for another two sea....Nothing.
Ryan: Huh?
Calleigh: Nothin' Ryan.
Ryan: Ah alright. See I feel a little lost with everyone.
Calleigh: Don't be, you'll fit in fine. *smiles*
Ryan: *smiles*
Colton: *kicks Ryan*
Ryan: OW!
Horatio: Children, stop hitting and kicking.
Ryan: He started it.
Colton: You started it. Stop hitting on my girlfriend.
Ryan: I wasn't doing anything. It was Calleigh's fault.
Calleigh: *gasp* I think not.
Megan: Can we keep it PG for two minutes please?
Missy: I haven't said anything in FOREVER.
JC: You're not the only one. *eats popcorn* It's much more fun to listen to them bicker about nothing.
Missy: I hear ya.
Miami Lab three hours later
Josh: *walks over* I've been looking for you everywhere.
Avery: *hands over paper* I have your results sir.
Josh: *looks at paper* A trench coat.
Avery: Yeah whoever was wearing it was on the roof of that school and I doubt the janitor dresses like a business man.
Josh: The victim's husband works in an office downtown.
Avery: You think we should talk to him?
Josh: I think so. Let's go to his office.
Avery: Sure.
Wellner.co
Josh: *picks up family picture* You have an impressive firm here Mister Wellner.
Wellner: Thank you. My offices pride themselves on moral conduct and a work ethic that can't be beat. That and the successful business part. *smiles*
Josh: What exactly does your firm do?
Wellner: I hire defense lawyers that can't get a job anywhere else. They have good skills just not the incentive to get the right degrees. I give them a chance here.
Josh: That's very kind of you.
Wellner: Yes, it is.
Josh: You were informed that your wife was killed yesterday and yet you're back at work.
Wellner: It's terrible I know, but my firm shouldn't stop because of one death.
Josh: Your wife died. You don't even take a sick day?
Wellner: I loved my wife but I love my career more.
Josh: Enough to kill?
Wellner: What are you insinuating?
Josh: Nothing.
Wellner: It seems like you're implying I killed my wife.
Josh: I didn't say that.
Wellner: I didn't kill anyone. I was here when she was murdered.
Josh: Have you seen your daughter yet?
Wellner: ...
Josh: So she's still at the police department.
Wellner: I don't know, you work there. You find out.
Josh: *frowns*
Avery: *looks at Josh*
Josh: *slaps folder onto table* Your wife was shot in the head. It cracked open when she hit the pavement and your daughter witnessed it. Your wife is rotting in the morgue and you're here looking at spreadsheets and calling your business partners. What the hell kind of husband and father are you?
Wellner: I don't have to listen to this. Get out of my office until you have something substantial to prove.
Josh: Don't leave town. *leaves*
Avery: ...Okay. *leaves*
Halls
Josh: *walking*
Avery: Whoa, what's your problem.
Josh: I don't like him.
Avery: Uh yeah clearly. Did you have to treat him like that?
Josh: No offense but you're not exactly in a position to argue my professionalism.
Avery: You went off on him for no reason.
Josh: You don't know what it's like to have a family, do you? When one of them dies you do not sit in your office all day like nothing happened.
Avery: People grieve in different ways.
Josh: That's not grief that's arrogance.
Avery: Maybe but you don't have the luxury of judging anyone. Until we can prove he's any less than a businessman, back off.
Josh: *stops walking* I'm a little tired of babysitting you.
Avery: Babysitting? I'm the one making sure you don't make an ass of yourself.
Josh: Why don't you just go back to the lab.
Avery: What is your problem?
Josh: I don't have a problem!
Avery: Yeah you do!
Josh: Get out of my face.
Avery: No.
Josh: *glaring*
Avery: *crosses arms*
TBC.............
