Thanks for the reviews everyone!
Sorry I didn't have an update up yesterday. The night before last, my loft bed started moving across the room by itself so I decided to stay out until now. Yeah, I'm not much of a Sam or Dean.
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6pm, Hummerhome
Carly: *typing on laptop*
Delko: *puts hotdog down* You're addicted to that thing.
Carly: No I'm not. I'm checking my messages.
Katie: That's what you said a half hour ago.
Carly: Hey my kids e-mail me, okay?
Colton: *looks over* Are your kids trying to sell you penile enhancement?
Carly: *slaps Colton*
Colton: Ow.
Carly: It's called spam.
Delko: You mean like the meat?
Carly: Yeah. You know how spam is crap, well the spam here is crap. Like, useless crap that bothers everyone.
Katie: *points* So what's that?
Carly: Oh that's a baiter. See, they e-mail people trying to get people angry. Well, that could also be called a troll too. See, I'll show you a message board I belong to.
Katie: You belong to a message board?
Missy: Oh man she has friends outside this circle!
Carly: *typing*
Delko: What's the site about?
Colton: Probably penile enhancement. *drinks beer*
Carly: It's about Neighbors.
Horatio: Your neighbors are on that site?
Katie: I didn't know she had neighbors.
Carly: No, it's a show. See right now they're having a debate about Delta Goodrem and whether or not her career was helped by the show or if she could have gotten a contract without it if she just put her ass into it and really pushed.
Delko: ...Isn't that childbirth?
Lora: Who the hell is Delta Goodrem?
Carly: *sigh* Australian singer. But she's pretty popular in the US for her 'pop' sound, I guess.
Katie: And...people go to this site to rant about stuff like this?
Carly: Yeah.
Katie: Why?
Carly: It's a community. You know, pulling people together, having fun, intellectuals getting on...
Colton: Getting on, what is that, some kind of slang?
Missy: Wow, she's like, more Australian when she's talking about Aussie things.
Carly: *rolls eyes*
Katie: So what do you do on the site?
Carly: I'm a moderator.
Katie: ...Which means what.
Carly: I maintain the atmosphere of the site.
Delko: From these spam people?
Carly: *smiles* See? There you go.
Lora: *laughs* This is so stupid. You belong to a site where you have fake authority over fake people for fake arguments.
Carly: These people are very real. See, SpencerManaic05 got into a fight with sopa_star_in_training because Huntsman started spreading rumours with her about SpencerMania05 and then that_chick11 decided that deltaholic was a bitch for standing around and not helping SpencerManiac05. So then spencermonkey started to take sides and Huntsman started flaming.
Delko: Flaming?
Carly: Oh, attacking the other members of the board.
Delko: And then what happened?
Carly: See for yourself. *turns laptop*
Speed: Hey, I like that person's avatar. It's a cow.
Carly: Yeah, Huntsman. Most of the time she's totally cool.
Delko: Wow, you seem a lot more threatening in words.
Katie: So there's this whole other life going on in that little web page.
Carly: Oh definitely. You'd be surprised what kind of communities can start because of one little web page. It's fascinating.
Horatio: And this is what you've been doing in your spare time.
Carly: Yeah but I manage to post a lot of pictures of us on our trips. They absolutely love it, we're like famous.
Katie: Wow. What do they think of me?
Carly: They think you're some kind of god.
Katie: *smiles* Excellent.
Carly: But they think you need to stop pinning over Speed. *places hand on Katie's shoulder* They say there are much better things for you around the corner.
Katie: *smiles* Hey, I like them.
Delko: What do they say about me?
Carly: Uh, let's see here...*scrolls down* They think you need to stop buying teddies.
Delko: *smile fades*
Calleigh: *lifts hand* ME NEXT!
Carly: They think you don't get nearly enough time in the spotlight and they're wondering what happened between you and Colton.
Calleigh: We drifted apart.
Colton: Uh no we didn't. You stopped returning my calls.
Carly: Horatio, you want to know what they say about you?
Horatio: Oh no, no. I don't like going through these types of things. It'll influence me too much and I'll start second guessing.
Anni: What do they say about Speed?
Carly: Um...he actually has his own forum.
Speed: *grabs laptop* Really.
Carly: Yeah.
Katie: *frowns, grabs laptop* That's not fair.
Speed: *grabs laptop* Maybe they think you're a bitch.
Katie: *grabs laptop* No way. If anyone's a bitch, it's you.
Speed: *grabs laptop* Shut up, I have my own fanclub.
Katie: What?
Speed: Right there.
Katie: That's not fair. CARLY! WHERE'S MY FAN CLUB!
Heather: Wait, is this the Neighbors board or the Road Trip board?
Speed: Who cares, I'm popular.
Katie: You wouldn't be without me.
Speed: Yes because you snapped your fingers and the stubble magically grew.
Carly: *grabs laptop* Anyway, I'm finished.
Speed: Wait, wait, why are you putting it away?
Carly: Because I've finished.
Speed: But I didn't get to find out what happens next week when we get to France.
Lora: Imagine what a few pictures can do.
Carly: You don't get to know. I'm the only one that can post spoilers.
Delko: Can I join the site? I'm interested in finding out what happens next week too.
Horatio: *sigh* Jenna, Missy, dishes please.
Jenna: Hey why do I have to do dishes?
Missy: You're the noob. *grabs plate*
Jenna: Then why are you stuck on dish duty?
Missy: Because if I do dishes, I won't have to clean up breakfast tomorrow.
Jenna: Oh I like the sound of it.
Horatio: And please do it properly, ladies. I don't want to find another hot dog shoved down the sink drain.
Missy: But...then the garbage doesn't fill up so fast if we do that.
Horatio: *frowns*
Missy: Fine. *rolls eyes*
20 minutes later
Anni: *opens fridge*
Katie: *walks over* You have to tell him.
Anni: Tell who what.
Katie: Speed about your...thing.
Anni: *looks down*
Katie: *slaps Anni* Your brain thing.
Anni: Oh. Yeah, no. *grabs bottle* Snapple?
Katie: He has the right to know.
Anni: It's my body, he doesn't need to know a damn thing.
Katie: But he might give you a baby. *bounces brows*
Anni: I think he's been pretty clear on that.
Katie: Yeah because he doesn't know you're dying.
Anni: Shhh. I'm not dying. Well, at least not yet.
Katie: If he had brain cancer, would you want to know?
Anni: Frankly, no. I'd spend more time worrying about how I can or should to spend the rest of his life with him instead of actually spending the rest of his life with him.
Katie: Yeah right.
Anni: Katie, it's not really your problem, okay?
Katie: But if you don't tell him, then you two can't f--work it out.
Anni: *frowns* You were going to say fight.
Katie: No I wasn't.
Anni: *narrows eyes*
Katie: Okay maybe, but sometimes it takes a good fight to let all the emotions out.
Anni: I don't want to fight with him. We're happy.
Katie: Really. And that's why he's so eager to...sleep on the couch in the living room.
Anni: *gasp* How did you know?
Katie: He talks to Eric and I beat it out of Eric.
Anni: Okay yeah he sleeps on the couch, but it's because I always had headaches.
Katie: *snorts*
Anni: *places hands on hips* They were real headaches and I'd always get up in the middle of the night. He found it easier to sleep in a different room.
Katie: Oh.
Anni: Like I said, we're happy. Why ruin it?
Katie: Because one day when you wake up and you haven't got a clue who he is or why drool keeps dripping out of your mouth, he might be a little concerned as to what happened. Or maybe you'll die in your sleep and because he never pays attention, he won't even notice until the place starts to go rank.
Anni: *crosses arms* He's not that inattentive. He'd notice on day 2, tops.
Katie: If you don't tell him, I will.
Anni: *grabs Katie* If you tell him, I will end you. You will be the next person to go through a plate glass window and it'll be very,
very messy.
Katie: Okay but despite how horrible this disease is, the team is boring. We need drama.
Anni: I'm not going to blab about my condition for the facilitation of drama. It's un-necessary.
Katie: But you used to be so cool.
Anni: I'd like to stay that way, thanks.
Delko: *walks over* What are you two ladies talking about?
Katie: Nothing.
Anni: Nothing.
Delko: Okay, well the butter's melting. You might want to close the fridge. And hand me a beer.
Katie: *throws beer*
Delko: Aw man, now it'll be all soupy. *walks away*
Miami--House, 8am
Josh: *opens paper*
Cait: *walks downstairs*
Josh: *flips page*
Cait: *opens cupboard*
Ethan: *runs downstairs, jumps on couch, turns on tv*
Cait: So did mom e-mail?
Josh: Yeah, this morning. It's about dinner time where she is.
Cait: What did she say in her e-mail?
Josh: That she misses you guys and she'll be home in a few weeks.
Cait: *smiles* So I can go back to living with her?
Josh: *flips page* Yeah.
Cait: Awesome. She better be back next month. *sits at table* I have to bring a parent to career day.
Josh: *lifts head* Career day.
Cait: Yeah. *eats cereal*
Josh: You didn't tell me about this.
Cait: I didn't think you'd be interested.
Josh: Of course I'd be interested.
Cait: *shrugs* Yeah, well, I already asked mom.
Josh: Ouch.
Cait: It's nothing personal it's just...*looks down at table* Okay well, it's just...my school is like...in the middle of Homestead. They're not the kind of people who appreciate...cops or...people like you.
Josh: I don't understand.
Cait: Gay.
Josh: *nods slowly* Maybe I should put some coverup over the giant neon sign hanging above my head.
Cait: *rolls eyes* Dad.
Josh: Look, it's fine. If you've already invited your mother, I'm sure she'd like to go.
Cait: *nods*
Josh: *flips page*
Cait: ...Are you mad?
Josh: No, why?
Cait: Because I never know when you're mad. You're like, perpetually calm.
Josh: *laughs*
Cait: *eats cereal*
Doorbell rings
Cait: I'LL GET IT!
Josh: *grabs Cait* You will sit and finish your breakfast.
Cait: Aw damn.
Josh: *walks to door, opens it* ...Lori?
Cait: *looks over*
Josh: You look...horrible.
Lori: *pulls out gun* Nice of you to say.
Josh: *steps back* Whoa, whoa, put down the gun.
Lori: *lifts gun* Get in the house.
Josh: *backing up* Cait, go upstairs.
Cait: *stands*
Lori: No, sit. Please, finish breakfast. *slams door closed*
Cait: *sits*
Josh: Okay, obviously you're angry. Natalia told me why, she also said you haven't shown up to work since then.
Lori: I've been doing some...self realization. And you know what I found out? I've been a pawn in everyone's games. Who knows, maybe I was concieved to play that part. To go through life on someone else's tangent. *laughs* And the real kick in the ass? It's all for the 'greater good'.
Josh: *lifts brow* Uh, oh-kay...
Lori: You know another meaning for the 'greater good'? People who
might end up in a situation. MIGHT.
Josh: You need to calm dow-
Lori: No. No, see, I'm finished being placated by all the men in my life. You're all like animals--if you can't eat it, then you might as well fuck it.
Josh: Lori, let Cait and Ethan go upstairs.
Cait: *walks to stairs*
Lori: *points gun at floor*
BAM
Cait: *screams*
Ethan: *starts to cry*
Josh: *steps in front of Cait* What do you want? You want to kill us?
Lori: *smirks* Such a one-way train of thought. It all seems so simple to you, doesn't it?
Josh: ..I-I don't understand what you're saying.
Cait: ...Is she off her meds or somethin'?
Josh: Shhh.
Lori: *smiles* I like Cait. She has a real sense of herself. That's why I've come to take her away.
Josh: I beg your pardon?
Lori: I'm not going to let you crush another soul.
Josh: No one's crushing her soul.
Lori: Not yet. *looks at Cait* When
they need something, they won't stop at anything, even if it means sacrificing your innocence for the sake of people they've never met or even people that don't exist. There are all of these 'could haves' and 'might be's' and all the while, you'll find yourself the only victim.
Josh: Lori, did you take something?
Lori: Wouldn't you?
Josh: What did you take.
Lori: Liquid powder. Does that help?
Josh: Alright. Cait and Ethan are going to go upstairs. They'll be safe up there.
Lori: *looks at Cait*
Cait: *staring at Lori*
Lori: No. I already told you they're staying here.
Josh: Okay. What if they sat on the couch. If someone walks by the house and sees this, it won't bode very well for you.
Lori: When are you going to get it? *walks closer* This is my carnival.
Josh: *nods* Alright.
Lori: Good. *smiles* Cait, Ethan, how would you like to see a fun trick?
Cait: ...
Ethan: ...
Lori: Excellent. *grabs Josh, shoves him against wall*
Josh: AH!
Lori: *cracks arm*
Josh: UGH!
Lori: *throws Josh into counter*
Josh: *falls over*
Cait: DAD!
Ethan: *screams*
Lori: *grabs Josh*
Josh: *holds head*
Lori: *places gun in pants, grabs knife from counter* See, the beauty of this is...*shoves knife into Josh's leg*
Josh: *screams*
Lori: This is
nothing compared to what I went through.
Josh: *holding leg* UGH!
Lori: *pulls knife out*
Josh: AH!
Lori: *shoves knife into leg*
Josh: *screaming*
Cait: DADDY!
Lori: Huh, I was hoping for a blade that was a little rustier. I guess these 'always sharp never dull' knives will have to do. *pulls out knife*
Josh: AH!
Lori: Well damn, the tip broke off. Kind of cheap, aren't they.
Cait: *stands, runs over*
Lori: *pulls out gun, points it at Cait* Don't worry,
Daddy will be just fine. If I wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be making so much noise. So be a dear and sit with your brother.
Cait: *sits on stairs*
Lori: *puts gun on counter* Now, I assume you have some sort of drain cleaner around here, correct? *walks over to cupboard* Hmm...Ah, yes, bleach. *grabs jug, walks over to Josh* We wouldn't want you to get infected. *pours bleach*
Josh: *screaming*
Lori: See, right now what the sodium hypochlorite is doing is degrading the epidermis to quite a painful state. *grabs ammonia from under sink, pours it everywhere*
Josh: AH!!
Lori: And now, we've mixed the two together and created chloramine which in a few seconds will turn into nitrogen-trichloride. You may begin to feel a burning sensation in your eyes and throat. Not to worry, it's temporary as long as I don't mix any more or set you on fire, that kind of thing.
Josh: *coughing*
Cait: STOP IT!
Lori: *grabs Josh by the hair* You hear her? She's disturbed enough seeing this, but at least she doesn't have to go through it, right?
Josh: Y-You don't have to do this.
Lori: A lot of things don't have to happen but they still do. *lets go*
Josh: *head falls* Ugh.
Lori: So what's next, you ask? *laughs* Well, let me show you. *grabs butcher knife from drawer* You're going to lose something today. Would you like to use your life line for a hint, or shall we go straight for the million dollar prize?
Josh: *crawls to counter*
Lori: *places hands on hips*
Josh: *grabs for gun*
Lori: *pushes gun to edge of counter* It's almost like I was wasn't watching you try and get it. Must suck to have your only escape so close yet so very far away. *kicks Josh in the face*
Josh: *falls over*
Cait: LET HIM GO!
Lori: Oh he can go anytime he wants. I'm not keeping him here against his will at all. Right Josh?
Josh: *holds head* Stop this, Lori. I understand you're angry, b-
Lori: Angry doesn't even
begin to describe it.
Josh: So hurting someone else is your answer to it all. You're better than that.
Lori: I don't care. Not anymore. I tried for years to do the right thing, to be better than them....I still see their faces at night. I can still smell them, hear them. They raised me, taught me to hate. I'm exactly like them.
Josh: *shakes head* You're not. If anything, you've done everything you can to
prove you're nothing like them.
Lori: *rubs forehead* No. No, they...trained me. I was sent there to be trained. Or...*closes eyes* was it....here..
Josh: *sits up* You're confused. You need to go to a hospital.
Lori: I've been...thinking and thinking and thinking and...trying not to think.
Josh: I don't know what happened but obviously there's something wrong.
Lori: No, I'm fine. It's you people who are confused. Confusing everyone else.
Josh: Cait, get me the phone.
Cait: ...Are you sure?
Josh: Yeah.
Cait: *stands, walks to phone*
Josh: *grabs phone from Cait*
Half hour later
Cop: *writing things down*
Paramedic: *covers Josh*
Cop2: *cuffs Lori*
Cop: Let's get those kids out of here for now.
Cop2: I'll call another radio car. *looks at Lori* Do you understand your rights?
Lori: No. I do understand my left, though. I prefer it actually.
Josh: You're smarter than us all, you know.
Lori: *looks at Josh*
Josh: Afterall, you do have a law degree. Must be nice to know what can persuade a jury into believing an insanity plea.
Lori: *smirks*
TBC..................................