:lol: Thanks for the awesome reviews! I really liked the interpretations of Horatio and Wayne.
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Hotel room, Miami
Jess: *sits on bed* So we're being followed by a bunch of Cubans. Well gee that just made my day. You know which Cuban I want to be followed by? My husband. You know why? Because he won't try to kill me!
Louis: *loading gun*
Jess: What are you doing?
Louis: What does it look like I'm doing?
Jess: *sigh* So what, do I get stuck in here forever now? Or at least until you get to blow off some guy's head.
Louis: *closes curtains*
Jess: We're 40 storeys up I'm pretty sure no one can see us.
Louis: *dials phone*
Jess: Who are you calling?
Louis: *frowns*
Jess: Fine, I'll shut up.
Louis: *walks into bathroom*
Jess: *looks around* Well this is boring. I'm out of here. *walks to door, grabs handle*
Louis: *grabs Jess*
Jess: Ugh seriously do you know everything?
Louis: *closes phone* You can't leave.
Jess: Why?
Louis: Because I said so.
Jess: I want to leave.
Louis: You can't. I don't get paid if you leave.
Jess: Oh gee sorry for ruining your pay day. *opens door*
Louis: *points gun at Jess*
Jess: ...What are you doing?
Louis: Get on the bed.
Jess: Or what, you'll shoot me? Your job is to keep me alive.
Louis: Oh I can shoot you and you'll still be alive.
Jess: ...
Louis: The bed. Now.
Jess: Shoot me.
Louis: *frowns*
Jess: What are you waiting for?
Louis: *pulls trigger*
Bullet hits wall
Jess: *flinches*
Louis: Next time it'll be a little closer.
Jess: *sits on bed*
Louis: Thank you.
Jess: You all annoy me.
Louis: I'm afraid I don't know what you mean.
Jess: You...Speedles. Well you're not a Speedle but you're part of that whole biological gene pool and you annoy me.
Louis: You know Kayleigh's family?
Jess: Yeah as a matter of fact I've worked with them.
Louis: *pulls curtains, stares out window*
Jess: Have you killed any children?
Louis: No.
Jess: Never had the chance?
Louis: I had the chance once.
Jess: What happened?
Knock on door is heard
Louis: *turns around*
Jess: ...Who is it?
Louis: *walks to door*
Jess: *sits further back on bed*
Louis: *opens door*
Cubanguy: *runs in, shooting*
Louis: *falls over*
Jess: *screams*
Cubanguy: *grabs Louis, punches him*
Louis: AH!
Jess: *jumps off bed, crawls to night table*
Cubanguy: *throws Louis against wall*
Louis: UGH! *pulls out gun*
Cubanguy: *kicks gun out of hand*
Louis: *looks at guy*
Cubanguy: *points gun at Louis*
Louis: *frowns*
Cubanguy: ¿Es usted listo morir?
Louis: *kicks Cubanguy*
Gun goes off
Louis: *ducks*
Cubanguy: *falls*
Louis: *grabs gun*
Cubanguy: *looks up at Louis*
Louis: *pulls trigger*
BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM
Louis: *staring at body*
Jess: *peers up over bed* ...
Louis: *looks at Jess*
Jess: ...
Louis: *walks over* Are you okay?
Jess: *nods*
Louis: *kneels* You sure?
Jess: ...You just splattered the walls with blood and some guy is lying on the floor with his head ripped open with bullets. I'm as good as can be.
Louis: We have to leave.
Jess: Naturally.
Louis: *looks around*
Jess: What?
Louis: Someone's converging on this location right now.
Jess: How do you know that?
Louis: Shhh.
Jess: ...
Louis: *grabs Jess' hand* Come on.
Stairwell
Louis: *opens door*
Jess: Wh-
Louis: *pulls out gun, turns around*
Cuban2: *pointing gun at Louis*
Louis: *pointing gun at Cuban2*
Jess: ....
Cuban2: Drop your weapon.
Louis: Tell me something. How much are you getting paid for this?
Cuban2: You could never double the amount that I'm b-
Louis: *pulls trigger*
Cuban2: *falls, dies*
Louis: *looks down hall* Oh great.
Jess: What, who is it?
Louis: Cops.
Jess: What? *pushes past Louis* Horatio!
Horatio: *gun lifted, walking* Jess, are you okay?
Jess: I'm fine.
Louis: *lifts gun*
Horatio: Put the gun down son.
Louis: *frowning*
Jess: Louis, don't shoot him. He's my friend.
Louis: He's a cop.
Horatio: Louis, Jess' father is working with us. He told us about everything.
Louis: I'm sure he did. It doesn't change what my job is.
Horatio: Your job is over. We'll take it from here.
Louis: You're not taking anything. I don't give up my assignment for anyone.
Horatio: Is that your room?
Louis: It was.
Horatio: Speed.
Speed: *walks over*
Horatio: Check out the room.
Speed: You got it. *walks into room* Hey H, there's a body in here.
Horatio: Okay. Louis you did well, but we'll take her.
Speed: *walks over*
Louis: *points gun at Speed*
Speed: You want to chill out?
Louis: *frowning*
Horatio: He's unarmed.
Louis: *lowers gun*
Horatio: Jess, come over here.
Jess: *walks over*
Louis: They'll be after her.
Speed: Well it's a good thing we're professionals then.
Louis: I'm a professional.
Speed: Funny I didn't see your job in the Classifides.
Horatio: Speed....
Speed: Sorry H.
Louis: I'd better get paid.
Horatio: You will.
Speed: Unless those Cubans come after you and kill you.
Louis: Do you have a problem with me?
Speed: Not at all. I'm just making sure you know how not to get yourself killed.
Louis: I've been doing this a long time.
Speed: So have I.
Louis: You have no idea what my life's been like.
Speed: Mom had an affair and abandoned you. You grew up on the streets until Jess' dad took you in. I'm crying a river right now just thinking about how hard your life was.
Louis: *lifts brow*
Speed: It could have been a lot worse. You could have grown up in my house. *walks away*
Louis: ...
Horatio: Let's go.
TBC..............