:lol: Thanks for the reviews.
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Restaurant, 10:30pm
Horatio: *walks over to booth, places hands on hips*
Delko: *hiding behind menu* ...Do you think he spotted us?
Katie: Nah, he's just looking for a waiter or a condom, I'm sure.
Horatio: *pulls menu away*
Katie: WHOA, Horatio what are you doing here? What are the odds we'd be eating at the same place? *laughs*
Horatio: *frowning*
Katie: By the expression on your face I can tell that you've been having an excellent time. I see you were with a lady friend.
Horatio: You have five seconds to explain to me what you were trying to do.
Katie: Me? Oh I was just eating dinner. How about you?
Horatio: You set me up with a stranger.
Katie: That's usually how blind dates go.
Horatio: I wasn't looking for a date.
Katie: Oh. Well..You're in your 50s, aren't you looking to settle down sometime?
Horatio: No.
Katie: Why not? I've been around the world and back and look how I turned out.
Horatio: You really want me to respond to that?
Katie: No sir.
Horatio: And Eric. Shame on you.
Delko: *playing with corner of menu* She drugged me and took me here against my will.
Katie: I DID NOT! *slaps Eric*
Delko: OW!
Horatio: Eric go back to the Hummerhome and think about what you did.
Delko: Yes sir. *leaves*
Horatio: *sits down* You want to tell me what's going on?
Katie: Nothing's going on. I was just having fun.
Horatio: You've been different ever since you got out of the hospital.
Katie: What hospital?
Horatio: The drugs.
Katie: Oh.
Horatio: Are you still taking them?
Katie: Of course not. I feel a lot better.
Horatio: Good. That's good. So how are things going?
Katie: What do you mean?
Horatio: With life, how is everything going?
Katie: ...Is this just because I took a picture of your butt?
Horatio: As I recall, the last person who used to act this way was Anni.
Katie: ...Your point.
Horatio: She seems to have matured.
Katie: What, and I'm still stuck at this level or something? I don't think it's a competition of who can grow up first.
Horatio: You seem to have fallen backward into this mentality.
Katie: So? Maybe I realized that once I didn't kill myself with drugs that I'm fine and should live life the way I want to.
Horatio: Posting pictures of my behind on Myspace isn't on most people's list.
Katie: *shrugs* So I have a weird list.
Horatio: Is this about S-
Katie: No.
Horatio: I'm just concerned about you, that's all.
Katie: And you automatically assume it's because of Speed?
Horatio: You mean your behavior.
Katie: Yeah.
Horatio: I think you miss him.
Katie: *angry sigh*
Horatio: It was your choice to get divorced, maybe you regret it.
Katie: You'd make a good therapist, you know that?
Horatio: *smirks*
Katie: I'm fine, really. I've just accepted that he's not...As part of my life as he used to be. I'm a little more free.
Horatio: *nods* I understand.
Katie: I promise I won't post any more pictures of you.
Horatio: Good idea. *stands* Come on, let's head back. *extends hand*
Katie: *grabs Horatio's hand* Thanks.
Street, Miami, 11pm
Lilly: *rubs eye* Remind me why I'm here again.
Ryan: Crime scene.
Lilly: Let the night shift handle it. I'm going to take a nap on the pavement.
Ryan: It's evidence.
Lilly: Sleep trumps evidence.
Ryan: No it doesn't.
Lilly: *sigh* Ah who cares about a gunshot victim.
Ryan: We do.
Lilly: There is no we in you.
Ryan: Lil, you're getting overtime for this.
Lilly: I'm up, I'm up. So who is the guy that got us out of bed?
Ryan: His name's Ernest. Or...Well, was.
Lilly: So why's he special?
Ryan: He was put in prison a while back for kidnapping. The team spent weeks trying to catch him.
Lilly: Well looks like someone caught him once and for all. *kneels* Take a look at this.
Ryan: What did you find?
Lilly: Looks like a piece of plastic.
Ryan: It's a road.
Lilly: Roads aren't made out of plastic.
Ryan: ...I know that. Cars are.
Lilly: No, actually the panneling on some cars and headlights are.
Ryan: *crosses arms* Your point?
Lilly: This might have come from the getaway vehicle.
Ryan: How?
Lilly: Speed bumps all across the road. He could have bottomed out and the trace landed here.
Ryan: Drive-by shooting?
Lilly: Maybe. *looks at plastic* Dark blue.
Ryan: Can you get a make off of it?
Lilly: *smiles* Ryan I can do anything. *stands*
Ryan: *smiles* Of course you can.
Alexx: *walks over* Got a call out. This our guy?
Ryan: Yeah. Male, age 30, gunshot wound to the head.
Alexx: *lifts Ernest's head* Bullet's still in the cranium, suggesting long range shot.
Lilly: That's consistant with a drive-by.
Ryan: So we have a dark blue vehicle and a dead guy in the street. How did he get out of prison?
Alexx: Honey, don't get ahead of yourself.
Lilly: Yeah we should work the evidence right now.
Ryan: ...Sorry for thinking outloud. *opens kit*
Lilly: *shines flashlight* So where's Lori?
Ryan: She went back to Colombia.
Lilly: That sucks.
Ryan: *shrugs* That's what she wanted.
Lilly: You must miss her.
Ryan: We were friends.
Lilly: Right.
Ryan: What?
Lilly: Nothing.
Ryan: Fine.
Alexx: *shakes head*
TBC.............