Road Trip! The Final Frontier.
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Large house, Miami
Guy: *sits* Ma'am? The guys and I are wonderin' when we'll be heading out.
Lori: Tony, tell the men to be patient.
Tony: They've been patient for the past two weeks. They're starting to wonder if what you're running is a business at all.
Lori: Why? Because they're not getting their jollies offing people and using drugs?
Tony: We're about more than that.
Lori: *looks at Tony*
Tony: It's about money too.
Lori: *looks down at table*
Tony: That was a joke. Look, we're starting to...
Lori: Worry?
Tony: We had five jobs lined up this week. We've only pulled off two because you didn't think the other three were worth it.
Lori: If you do too much at one time, you'll get caught.
Tony: We're untouchable.
Lori: *lifts brows*
Tony: We're doing this next job. *places folder on table*
Lori: *looks at folder*
Tony: Drug dispo's taking place at MDPD tomorrow. My source inside says they'll be on Flagler by 9am.
Lori: No.
Tony: No? This is an easy grab for us.
Lori: I've already told you were we draw the line.
Tony: The cops don't draw the line on us. They'd take us out the first chance they get.
Lori: That's their perrogative.
Tony: The buyers in Bogata are going to be pissed if the shipment's late again. This is the quickest way. We can't afford another late shipment or your time here is going to be pretty short-lived.
Lori: *pulls out gun, presses it against Tony's pants*
Tony: *looks down*
Lori: And parts of you are going to be very 'short-lived' if you continue to argue with me.
Tony: *nervous laugh* C'mon, you wouldn't actu-
Lori: *cocks gun*
Tony: OKAY! OKAY! You win, the mission is a no-go.
Lori: *pulls gun back*
Tony: *sighs*
Lori: Find something else.
Tony: Yes ma'am.
Lori: *places gun on table, stands, walks over to drink tray*
Tony: *stands*
Lori: *pours drink* Tell me, what was our last profit?
Tony: Over 5 mil.
Lori: Good. Then you can buy yourself a spine.
Tony: *lifts brow* Ma'am?
Lori: I don't like nervous men on my payroll.
Tony: You had a gun pointed at m-
Lori: You might face worse in Bogata.
Tony: Yes ma'am.
Lori: I had some of my guys do investigative work on the people I hired, including yourself. Irish father, puerto-rican mother, raised Catholic. 3 sisters, two dogs, nice middle-class home up in Colorado. Worked as a mechanic until you could pay your way through university, graduating top of your class in the field of law. The perfect, all-American life.
Tony: You find out that much about everyone?
Lori: What's someone like you doing here? *walks closer* What happened in your perfect life to cause you to end up right where you are now?
Tony: Doesn't matter.
Lori: It does to me.
Tony: *looks down at floor*
Lori: You don't strike me as the criminal type.
Tony: I killed my younger sister.
Lori: *stares at Tony*
Tony: My first case on the bar. I scored it just a week after I graduated. I blanked out, completely forgot everything I had poured myself into for years and lost the case. A couple friends took me out to a pub to cheer me up. My sister was working there part time to pay her tuition. It was uh, a small town so it was common to be there the same time as her. I got into an argument with my friend who wanted to take my keys. We got into it real bad.
Lori: *nods*
Tony: She tried to break us up but by that time I had already pulled my friend's concealed weapon and it went off. It took the paramedics 20 minutes to get there. It took her 20 minutes to bleed to death, screaming. Cops deemed it an accident and no charges were filed but my family wouldn't even speak to me and I don't blame them. So I left. Are you satisfied?
Lori: *shrugs* Quite the sap story. Still doesn't explain why you ended up here.
Tony: And what's your reason?
Lori: Sharing hour is over. *walks to door, opens it*
Tony: *walks over, shuts door* No, it's not.
Lori: *looks up at Tony*
Tony: *stares at Lori*
Lori: I'm here because I have no way out. I am what I am.
Tony: And what are you?
Lori: Screwed up. I've burned my bridges and this is all I know so I'm runnin' with it.
Tony: That's a pretty crappy reason.
Lori: I guess there aren't any good reasons to be doing what we're doing.
TBC.........................
Sorry, I accidentally pressed post. The chapter will be up soon.
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Okay, here we go! Again, sorry for dropping off the face of the earth with this.
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Large house, Miami
Guy: *sits* Ma'am? The guys and I are wonderin' when we'll be heading out.
Lori: Tony, tell the men to be patient.
Tony: They've been patient for the past two weeks. They're starting to wonder if what you're running is a business at all.
Lori: Why? Because they're not getting their jollies offing people and using drugs?
Tony: We're about more than that.
Lori: *looks at Tony*
Tony: It's about money too.
Lori: *looks down at table*
Tony: That was a joke. Look, we're starting to...
Lori: Worry?
Tony: We had five jobs lined up this week. We've only pulled off two because you didn't think the other three were worth it.
Lori: If you do too much at one time, you'll get caught.
Tony: We're untouchable.
Lori: *lifts brows*
Tony: We're doing this next job. *places folder on table*
Lori: *looks at folder*
Tony: Drug dispo's taking place at MDPD tomorrow. My source inside says they'll be on Flagler by 9am.
Lori: No.
Tony: No? This is an easy grab for us.
Lori: I've already told you were we draw the line.
Tony: The cops don't draw the line on us. They'd take us out the first chance they get.
Lori: That's their perrogative.
Tony: The buyers in Bogata are going to be pissed if the shipment's late again. This is the quickest way. We can't afford another late shipment or your time here is going to be pretty short-lived.
Lori: *pulls out gun, presses it against Tony's pants*
Tony: *looks down*
Lori: And parts of you are going to be very 'short-lived' if you continue to argue with me.
Tony: *nervous laugh* C'mon, you wouldn't actu-
Lori: *cocks gun*
Tony: OKAY! OKAY! You win, the mission is a no-go.
Lori: *pulls gun back*
Tony: *sighs*
Lori: Find something else.
Tony: Yes ma'am.
Lori: *places gun on table, stands, walks over to drink tray*
Tony: *stands*
Lori: *pours drink* Tell me, what was our last profit?
Tony: Over 5 mil.
Lori: Good. Then you can buy yourself a spine.
Tony: *lifts brow* Ma'am?
Lori: I don't like nervous men on my payroll.
Tony: You had a gun pointed at m-
Lori: You might face worse in Bogata.
Tony: Yes ma'am.
Lori: I had some of my guys do investigative work on the people I hired, including yourself. Irish father, puerto-rican mother, raised Catholic. 3 sisters, two dogs, nice middle-class home up in Colorado. Worked as a mechanic until you could pay your way through university, graduating top of your class in the field of law. The perfect, all-American life.
Tony: You find out that much about everyone?
Lori: What's someone like you doing here? *walks closer* What happened in your perfect life to cause you to end up right where you are now?
Tony: Doesn't matter.
Lori: It does to me.
Tony: *looks down at floor*
Lori: You don't strike me as the criminal type.
Tony: I killed my younger sister.
Lori: *stares at Tony*
Tony: My first case on the bar. I scored it just a week after I graduated. I blanked out, completely forgot everything I had poured myself into for years and lost the case. A couple friends took me out to a pub to cheer me up. My sister was working there part time to pay her tuition. It was uh, a small town so it was common to be there the same time as her. I got into an argument with my friend who wanted to take my keys. We got into it real bad.
Lori: *nods*
Tony: She tried to break us up but by that time I had already pulled my friend's concealed weapon and it went off. It took the paramedics 20 minutes to get there. It took her 20 minutes to bleed to death, screaming. Cops deemed it an accident and no charges were filed but my family wouldn't even speak to me and I don't blame them. So I left. Are you satisfied?
Lori: *shrugs* Quite the sap story. Still doesn't explain why you ended up here.
Tony: And what's your reason?
Lori: Sharing hour is over. *walks to door, opens it*
Tony: *walks over, shuts door* No, it's not.
Lori: *looks up at Tony*
Tony: *stares at Lori*
Lori: I'm here because I have no way out. I am what I am.
Tony: And what are you?
Lori: Screwed up. I've burned my bridges and this is all I know so I'm runnin' with it.
Tony: That's a pretty crappy reason.
Lori: I guess there aren't any good reasons to be doing what we're doing.
TBC.........................
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Anni Grey
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Wow...Lori's really cold now:evil:. I guess she really thinks that she's burned her bridges, but there's always a way out. She may not like that way, but still...
It's sad to hear about Tony's turn- that's just how fast life can turn. It's just sad....so sad. I really liked Lori
Excellent work- and believe me, I know about busy RL Glad to see you back:thumbsup:
It's sad to hear about Tony's turn- that's just how fast life can turn. It's just sad....so sad. I really liked Lori
Excellent work- and believe me, I know about busy RL
Glad to see you back:thumbsup:
Thanks.
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Miami--Katie's House
Katie: *sits on couch*
Delko: So, where'd you bury the body?
Katie: I thought we weren't looking for it on a count of me being uncooperative.
Delko: I'm not on the case, remember?
Katie: *covers forehead* I'm going to jail, aren't I.
Delko: *sits* What you did was self-defense.
Katie: No, it was just transference. I wanted to kill the people in my life who hurt me so I killed him.
Delko: I don't believe that.
Katie: Eric, you have an IQ of a squirrel.
Delko: *laughs* Maybe. But at least you're not going through this alone.
Katie: Why didn't Horatio send someone like-
Delko: Like Speed?
Katie: Well, yeah.
Delko: Horatio doesn't trust him and frankly, neither do I.
Katie: Yeah.
Delko: And believe me, I'd rather be a thousand miles from here and with Jess but this is how it is. So, want a burger?
Katie: *lifts brow*
Delko: The drive made me hungry.
Katie: Are you and Jess together?
Delko: Yeah.
Katie: Does she know you're together?
Delko: *laughs* Yeah, she does.
Katie: Some people are just made for each other. *looks down at floor* I'll probably never have what you and Jess have.
Delko: We didn't have much.
Katie: No but the love is still there. I'm stuck with psychotic men and loneliness. It's kind of hard not to feel sorry for myself when I've been in this situation for years.
Delko: You know what I think?
Katie: What.
Delko: I think I need a soda. *walks into kitchen*
Katie: *frowns* I can see why Jess broke up with you.
Delko: Point is, we're back together and we're going to try this whole 'family' thing that's so popular nowadays.
Katie: Oh, so soon we'll have little Delkos running around?
Delko: *smiles* Maybe.
Katie: Jess is lucky to have you.
Delko: A minute ago, you were saying how great it was that she broke up with me.
Katie: PMS.
Delko: I see.
Katie: No, really, she is. You're a great guy, Eric.
Delko: ..Are you drunk?
Katie: *laughs*
TBC..........................
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Miami--Katie's House
Katie: *sits on couch*
Delko: So, where'd you bury the body?
Katie: I thought we weren't looking for it on a count of me being uncooperative.
Delko: I'm not on the case, remember?
Katie: *covers forehead* I'm going to jail, aren't I.
Delko: *sits* What you did was self-defense.
Katie: No, it was just transference. I wanted to kill the people in my life who hurt me so I killed him.
Delko: I don't believe that.
Katie: Eric, you have an IQ of a squirrel.
Delko: *laughs* Maybe. But at least you're not going through this alone.
Katie: Why didn't Horatio send someone like-
Delko: Like Speed?
Katie: Well, yeah.
Delko: Horatio doesn't trust him and frankly, neither do I.
Katie: Yeah.
Delko: And believe me, I'd rather be a thousand miles from here and with Jess but this is how it is. So, want a burger?
Katie: *lifts brow*
Delko: The drive made me hungry.
Katie: Are you and Jess together?
Delko: Yeah.
Katie: Does she know you're together?
Delko: *laughs* Yeah, she does.
Katie: Some people are just made for each other. *looks down at floor* I'll probably never have what you and Jess have.
Delko: We didn't have much.
Katie: No but the love is still there. I'm stuck with psychotic men and loneliness. It's kind of hard not to feel sorry for myself when I've been in this situation for years.
Delko: You know what I think?
Katie: What.
Delko: I think I need a soda. *walks into kitchen*
Katie: *frowns* I can see why Jess broke up with you.
Delko: Point is, we're back together and we're going to try this whole 'family' thing that's so popular nowadays.
Katie: Oh, so soon we'll have little Delkos running around?
Delko: *smiles* Maybe.
Katie: Jess is lucky to have you.
Delko: A minute ago, you were saying how great it was that she broke up with me.
Katie: PMS.
Delko: I see.
Katie: No, really, she is. You're a great guy, Eric.
Delko: ..Are you drunk?
Katie: *laughs*
TBC..........................
Heh, thanks for the review!
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Miami Lab, next morning
Natalia: *smiles* Hey, long time no see.
Delko: *smiles* I'm actually kind of glad to be back.
Natalia: It's under some pretty unfortunate circumstances but it'll be great to have a CSI with a cool head around.
Delko: What happened to Josh?
Natalia: His head is...too cool.
Delko: I really hope he doesn't start hitting on me again.
Josh: *standing in doorway* You're not my type.
Delko: *turns around* Oh, God, sorry.
Josh: *extends hand* Welcome back.
Delko: *shakes hand* You guys aprised of the case?
Natalia: Yep. Have anywhere we can start?
Delko: The property for one. Katie's not cooperating and I'm not officially on the case so-
Natalia: So officially hands off but unofficially..
Delko: *smiles* Exactly.
Josh: So this guy she murdered-
Delko: She didn't murder him. It was self defense.
Josh: Yeah, sure it was. So this guy who was stabbed 30 times, has anyone reported him missing?
Delko: Got a report in from PD this morning. Shawn Summers hasn't shown up for work.
Natalia: Where did he work?
Delko: A Gentleman's club downtown.
Josh: *lifts brow* What kind of places is Katie hanging out in?
Delko: Nah, I'm sure they met somewhere else.
Josh: If you say so. I mean, you've heard the rumours around here, right?
Delko: Rumours?
Natalia: Josh..
Josh: People around here say she works as a 'dancer' for extra cash.
Delko: Well people around here don't know her. Do they.
Josh: Hey, I'm just following the evidence.
Delko: Hearsay isn't evidence.
Josh: It is if it can determine motive and opportunity.
Delko: You're treating her like she's some serial killer.
Josh: I'm treating her like a suspect--which she is.
Delko: She feels terrible about this.
Josh: You feel bad when you run over someone's foot or close a door in someone's face not carve out a human being like a turkey.
Delko: Did that bullet lodge in your brain or something?
Josh: Why, am I not sunshine and rainbows enough for you?
Natalia: *covers eyes*
Delko: You just seem a little harsh.
Josh: *laughs* Look, it's not my fault her family's a bunch of killers.
Delko: Since when?
Josh: Since her psycho daughter tried to stab me 30 times. Oh wait, coincidence?
Delko: If you could see her right now, you wouldn't get the feeling that she's a criminal.
Josh: Alright. I'll do the interrogation, you go play in the mud. *walks away*
Delko: *looks back* What the hell crawled up his ass?
Natalia: Bad-assery?
Delko: *looks at Natalia*
Natalia: *shrugs*
Interrogation room
Katie: Was this really necessary?
Josh: *smiles* Have a seat.
Katie: *sits* Eric told you everything, right?
Josh: *crosses arms* Does your family have a history of violence?
Katie: *lifts brow*
Josh: Just curious.
Katie: Uh...my mother was a stay at home mom, my dad worked in a factory and I don't exactly go looking for trouble.
Josh: So your family's just psycho for no reason.
Katie: ...I-I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean.
Josh: Your daughter stabs someone, you stab someone, kind of seems like a pattern.
Katie: *frowns* The last time I checked, your family was the one full of psychos.
Josh: *smiles* Change of pace. You ever visit a Gentleman's Club?
Katie: Excuse me?
Josh: You know, professional hooker establishment. Then again, most hookers would consider themselves professional but generally this place would have a roof.
Katie: No, I've...never been to a Gentleman's Club.
Josh: Well your dead boyfriend worked there. He was a bartender.
Katie: I met him at a Dolphin's game.
Josh: You told Eric that you wouldn't perform certain...favours for him. You sure you were never at the club?
Katie: Yes.
Josh: I can't see you digging a six-foot hole in Coral Gables without anyone noticing the blood or the smell in 100 degree weather. So either the murder didn't happen in your kitchen like you claim and there was a confrontation at his place of work or you have excellent upper-body strength and super-human powers.
Katie: Fine. I worked to the club. Are you happy? I didn't have enough money to pay the mortagage.
Josh: *writing things down, nods* So would you consider 'slut' to be a tax write-off?
Katie: HEY. What the hell is wrong with you?
Josh: You killed a man. I'd say you're the one with the problem right about now.
Katie: *stares at Josh*
Josh: *looks up from paper* What.
Katie: ...Nothing, it's just...I've never seen you angry before. When we first met, you were so sweet.
Josh: You're part of a murder investigation. I don't have to be 'sweet' to you.
Katie: Yeah but most cops stay shy of calling their suspects a slut.
Josh: *sits* Okay love, it would be extremely helpful if you could point us in the direction of the corpse please. Thanks hun.
Katie: You don't have to patronize me.
Josh: *sigh* Look, I don't like this any more than you do and I'm not having a great week so could we just cut the crap? Hiding the truth does not innocence make. It actually makes you seem kind of like a bitch.
Katie: You want the truth? Okay. I wouldn't go home with him. He was drunk, got angry, punched me in the face, so I grabbed a stir stick and stabbed him with it as many times as I could to get him off of me. He fell back against the counter and then fell. At the time, I was so pissed, thinking about every man that had tried to take advantage of me and it was such a relief off my shoulders to finally stand up for myself and it's sad that it had to come down to murder but the way I see it, it's one less perv off the streets. So I did what any shaken, former CSI would do. I shoved him in the freezer.
Josh: Do you have any evidence of injuries?
Katie: I went to the hospital after.
Josh: Okay, we should be able to get some records.
Katie: ...What did she do to you?
Josh: *lifts head*
Katie: I'm sorry.
Josh: *shakes head*
Katie: Can I leave now?
Josh: Don't go far.
Katie: *stands, leaves*
Josh: *angry sigh*
Katie's house
Delko: *walks in* So, how'd it go?
Katie: Probably could have been worse.
Delko: Yeah Josh seemed a little more pissed than usual.
Katie: That ever-lovely Speedle gene. So you find the guy in the freezer?
Delko: Actually, no.
Katie: *lifts brows* No?
Delko: Someone must have moved him. You sure you didn't touch him after?
Katie: Very sure. I don't know who would have moved him.
Delko: *scratches head* This might sound a little odd but...were you drunk that night too?
Katie: ...*looks down at floor* ...I...Maybe?
Delko: Is that why you initially said it happened at home?
Katie: Well what difference does it make, I still killed the guy.
Delko: It makes a difference if it was self-defense in an altered state of mind. You wouldn't have been able to shove him in a freezer. That's too much afterthought.
Katie: I still knew he was in the freezer.
Delko: Yeah but we never found him there. No trace he was ever there at all.
Katie: So you're saying I imagined it.
Delko: Stranger things can happen under stress, especially if you're already drunk. Traumatic incidents can mess with the mind.
Katie: So even if I was cooperating for real, we still wouldn't have a body.
Delko: That makes this murder less about you and more about him.
Katie: Look, I uh, never got the chance to really thank you for taking this on. I appreciate that you want to help.
Delko: I'd do this for anyone.
Katie: *hugs Eric* Still, I haven't felt supported in a long time.
Delko: Uh...*wraps arms around Katie* ...No problem.
Katie: *sigh* You're a real man, you know that?
Delko: *lifts brow*
Katie: You probably know how to give a woman what she wants.
Delko: Whoa. *pushes Katie* I don't think I'd go that far.
Katie: C'mon, like you haven't thought about this.
Delko: No, I genuinely haven't. And there won't be a 'this'.
Katie: What happened to the 'player' in you? *walks closer*
Delko: It left and I hope it won't be back. I love Jess and I can't imagine myself with anyone else. I came here to help you, not help you.
Katie: Who's going to know?
Delko: I would know. And I'm sure you don't want people fueling your reputation.
Katie: Wow, Eric Delko concerned about my reputation. That's kind of hot.
Delko: *narrows eyes* You're not drunk right now are you?
Katie: I had a couple of tequilas on the way home.
Delko: And you drove. *shakes head* Nevermind, you would. Look, tomorrow you're going to feel extremely stupid about this whole thing. You don't have to keep doing this, Katie. You're not worthless.
Katie: Then why am I always alone?
Delko: It's unfortunate, but there is someone out there for you and you don't need to do this to find that satisfaction. It just makes the rest of your days miserable....Katie. Katie are you listening?
Katie: Sorry, it's just..when you speak, your nipples move.
Delko: ...Okay so we're clear that I'm off-limits, yes?
Katie: *sigh* It's not fair. Jess has you and I have no one. Why don't I deserve to have someone?
Delko: I don't know. But you have great friends who care about you.
Katie: Oh stop with the cheese. You guys don't care about me, you care about yourselves just like everyone else on this planet. No one ever really cares about anyone.
Delko: I care about Jess. I'd die for her.
Katie: Someone once told me that. It's not true, it never is.
Delko: It is with me. I might not always be the brightest but when it comes to her, I no longer matter.
Katie: Well I'm glad you feel that way. *sits on couch*
Delko: Look, this whole house is going to be crawling with cops tomorrow. Why don't I take you to a hotel.
Katie: I don't want to stay at a hotel. It's loneliness central there.
Delko: Well is there someone you know around here that you can stay with? Lori maybe?
Katie: No. She doesn't even speak to me anymore.
Delko: How about Josh.
Katie: *sigh* Call him up.
Delko: Sure.
Katie: Isn't it weird how we ended up after all these years?
Delko: Yeah. I would have thought we'd be dealing more with fake pregnancies, contrived marriages and blinding cinematography.
TBC...............................
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Miami Lab, next morning
Natalia: *smiles* Hey, long time no see.
Delko: *smiles* I'm actually kind of glad to be back.
Natalia: It's under some pretty unfortunate circumstances but it'll be great to have a CSI with a cool head around.
Delko: What happened to Josh?
Natalia: His head is...too cool.
Delko: I really hope he doesn't start hitting on me again.
Josh: *standing in doorway* You're not my type.
Delko: *turns around* Oh, God, sorry.
Josh: *extends hand* Welcome back.
Delko: *shakes hand* You guys aprised of the case?
Natalia: Yep. Have anywhere we can start?
Delko: The property for one. Katie's not cooperating and I'm not officially on the case so-
Natalia: So officially hands off but unofficially..
Delko: *smiles* Exactly.
Josh: So this guy she murdered-
Delko: She didn't murder him. It was self defense.
Josh: Yeah, sure it was. So this guy who was stabbed 30 times, has anyone reported him missing?
Delko: Got a report in from PD this morning. Shawn Summers hasn't shown up for work.
Natalia: Where did he work?
Delko: A Gentleman's club downtown.
Josh: *lifts brow* What kind of places is Katie hanging out in?
Delko: Nah, I'm sure they met somewhere else.
Josh: If you say so. I mean, you've heard the rumours around here, right?
Delko: Rumours?
Natalia: Josh..
Josh: People around here say she works as a 'dancer' for extra cash.
Delko: Well people around here don't know her. Do they.
Josh: Hey, I'm just following the evidence.
Delko: Hearsay isn't evidence.
Josh: It is if it can determine motive and opportunity.
Delko: You're treating her like she's some serial killer.
Josh: I'm treating her like a suspect--which she is.
Delko: She feels terrible about this.
Josh: You feel bad when you run over someone's foot or close a door in someone's face not carve out a human being like a turkey.
Delko: Did that bullet lodge in your brain or something?
Josh: Why, am I not sunshine and rainbows enough for you?
Natalia: *covers eyes*
Delko: You just seem a little harsh.
Josh: *laughs* Look, it's not my fault her family's a bunch of killers.
Delko: Since when?
Josh: Since her psycho daughter tried to stab me 30 times. Oh wait, coincidence?
Delko: If you could see her right now, you wouldn't get the feeling that she's a criminal.
Josh: Alright. I'll do the interrogation, you go play in the mud. *walks away*
Delko: *looks back* What the hell crawled up his ass?
Natalia: Bad-assery?
Delko: *looks at Natalia*
Natalia: *shrugs*
Interrogation room
Katie: Was this really necessary?
Josh: *smiles* Have a seat.
Katie: *sits* Eric told you everything, right?
Josh: *crosses arms* Does your family have a history of violence?
Katie: *lifts brow*
Josh: Just curious.
Katie: Uh...my mother was a stay at home mom, my dad worked in a factory and I don't exactly go looking for trouble.
Josh: So your family's just psycho for no reason.
Katie: ...I-I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean.
Josh: Your daughter stabs someone, you stab someone, kind of seems like a pattern.
Katie: *frowns* The last time I checked, your family was the one full of psychos.
Josh: *smiles* Change of pace. You ever visit a Gentleman's Club?
Katie: Excuse me?
Josh: You know, professional hooker establishment. Then again, most hookers would consider themselves professional but generally this place would have a roof.
Katie: No, I've...never been to a Gentleman's Club.
Josh: Well your dead boyfriend worked there. He was a bartender.
Katie: I met him at a Dolphin's game.
Josh: You told Eric that you wouldn't perform certain...favours for him. You sure you were never at the club?
Katie: Yes.
Josh: I can't see you digging a six-foot hole in Coral Gables without anyone noticing the blood or the smell in 100 degree weather. So either the murder didn't happen in your kitchen like you claim and there was a confrontation at his place of work or you have excellent upper-body strength and super-human powers.
Katie: Fine. I worked to the club. Are you happy? I didn't have enough money to pay the mortagage.
Josh: *writing things down, nods* So would you consider 'slut' to be a tax write-off?
Katie: HEY. What the hell is wrong with you?
Josh: You killed a man. I'd say you're the one with the problem right about now.
Katie: *stares at Josh*
Josh: *looks up from paper* What.
Katie: ...Nothing, it's just...I've never seen you angry before. When we first met, you were so sweet.
Josh: You're part of a murder investigation. I don't have to be 'sweet' to you.
Katie: Yeah but most cops stay shy of calling their suspects a slut.
Josh: *sits* Okay love, it would be extremely helpful if you could point us in the direction of the corpse please. Thanks hun.
Katie: You don't have to patronize me.
Josh: *sigh* Look, I don't like this any more than you do and I'm not having a great week so could we just cut the crap? Hiding the truth does not innocence make. It actually makes you seem kind of like a bitch.
Katie: You want the truth? Okay. I wouldn't go home with him. He was drunk, got angry, punched me in the face, so I grabbed a stir stick and stabbed him with it as many times as I could to get him off of me. He fell back against the counter and then fell. At the time, I was so pissed, thinking about every man that had tried to take advantage of me and it was such a relief off my shoulders to finally stand up for myself and it's sad that it had to come down to murder but the way I see it, it's one less perv off the streets. So I did what any shaken, former CSI would do. I shoved him in the freezer.
Josh: Do you have any evidence of injuries?
Katie: I went to the hospital after.
Josh: Okay, we should be able to get some records.
Katie: ...What did she do to you?
Josh: *lifts head*
Katie: I'm sorry.
Josh: *shakes head*
Katie: Can I leave now?
Josh: Don't go far.
Katie: *stands, leaves*
Josh: *angry sigh*
Katie's house
Delko: *walks in* So, how'd it go?
Katie: Probably could have been worse.
Delko: Yeah Josh seemed a little more pissed than usual.
Katie: That ever-lovely Speedle gene. So you find the guy in the freezer?
Delko: Actually, no.
Katie: *lifts brows* No?
Delko: Someone must have moved him. You sure you didn't touch him after?
Katie: Very sure. I don't know who would have moved him.
Delko: *scratches head* This might sound a little odd but...were you drunk that night too?
Katie: ...*looks down at floor* ...I...Maybe?
Delko: Is that why you initially said it happened at home?
Katie: Well what difference does it make, I still killed the guy.
Delko: It makes a difference if it was self-defense in an altered state of mind. You wouldn't have been able to shove him in a freezer. That's too much afterthought.
Katie: I still knew he was in the freezer.
Delko: Yeah but we never found him there. No trace he was ever there at all.
Katie: So you're saying I imagined it.
Delko: Stranger things can happen under stress, especially if you're already drunk. Traumatic incidents can mess with the mind.
Katie: So even if I was cooperating for real, we still wouldn't have a body.
Delko: That makes this murder less about you and more about him.
Katie: Look, I uh, never got the chance to really thank you for taking this on. I appreciate that you want to help.
Delko: I'd do this for anyone.
Katie: *hugs Eric* Still, I haven't felt supported in a long time.
Delko: Uh...*wraps arms around Katie* ...No problem.
Katie: *sigh* You're a real man, you know that?
Delko: *lifts brow*
Katie: You probably know how to give a woman what she wants.
Delko: Whoa. *pushes Katie* I don't think I'd go that far.
Katie: C'mon, like you haven't thought about this.
Delko: No, I genuinely haven't. And there won't be a 'this'.
Katie: What happened to the 'player' in you? *walks closer*
Delko: It left and I hope it won't be back. I love Jess and I can't imagine myself with anyone else. I came here to help you, not help you.
Katie: Who's going to know?
Delko: I would know. And I'm sure you don't want people fueling your reputation.
Katie: Wow, Eric Delko concerned about my reputation. That's kind of hot.
Delko: *narrows eyes* You're not drunk right now are you?
Katie: I had a couple of tequilas on the way home.
Delko: And you drove. *shakes head* Nevermind, you would. Look, tomorrow you're going to feel extremely stupid about this whole thing. You don't have to keep doing this, Katie. You're not worthless.
Katie: Then why am I always alone?
Delko: It's unfortunate, but there is someone out there for you and you don't need to do this to find that satisfaction. It just makes the rest of your days miserable....Katie. Katie are you listening?
Katie: Sorry, it's just..when you speak, your nipples move.
Delko: ...Okay so we're clear that I'm off-limits, yes?
Katie: *sigh* It's not fair. Jess has you and I have no one. Why don't I deserve to have someone?
Delko: I don't know. But you have great friends who care about you.
Katie: Oh stop with the cheese. You guys don't care about me, you care about yourselves just like everyone else on this planet. No one ever really cares about anyone.
Delko: I care about Jess. I'd die for her.
Katie: Someone once told me that. It's not true, it never is.
Delko: It is with me. I might not always be the brightest but when it comes to her, I no longer matter.
Katie: Well I'm glad you feel that way. *sits on couch*
Delko: Look, this whole house is going to be crawling with cops tomorrow. Why don't I take you to a hotel.
Katie: I don't want to stay at a hotel. It's loneliness central there.
Delko: Well is there someone you know around here that you can stay with? Lori maybe?
Katie: No. She doesn't even speak to me anymore.
Delko: How about Josh.
Katie: *sigh* Call him up.
Delko: Sure.
Katie: Isn't it weird how we ended up after all these years?
Delko: Yeah. I would have thought we'd be dealing more with fake pregnancies, contrived marriages and blinding cinematography.
TBC...............................
Anni Grey
Coroner
What a tangled web we weave! Katie's descent into loneliness is carved with bad decisions. I can understand the need to supplement her income to assure survival and everything, but dancing? I'm assured that there is another way to go about that. Not judging or anything, I'm just saying. Katie's not known for stable decisioins.
Case in point, her move on Eric....Like...no ...
Poor Josh, I think he's suffering from PSTD or something- or maybe that Speedle gene is making it's debut ...either way, it's a different Josh.
Can't wait to see what's going on with the rest of the crew! And I am truly interested in what happens to Katie...Something good has to happen for her!
Excellent work!
Case in point, her move on Eric....Like...no ...
Poor Josh, I think he's suffering from PSTD or something- or maybe that Speedle gene is making it's debut ...either way, it's a different Josh.
Can't wait to see what's going on with the rest of the crew! And I am truly interested in what happens to Katie...Something good has to happen for her!
Excellent work!
Thanks for the review! *huggles*
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Vegas, 9am
Ryan: *sits up in bed* ...*looks down* AH! *jumps off bed*
Greg: *sits up* What?
Ryan: What are you doing in my bed!
Greg: What are you doing in MY bed?
Ryan: This was my bed! I called it!
Greg: Well when Gris said we'd be staying in the hotel for this investigation because we're pretty far out from our homes, I thought that someone else would be in the same room with us. I didn't want to steal their bed.
Ryan: Uh, when no one came in, didn't you think you should go sleep in your own bed?
Greg: Your sheets were softer.
Ryan: Okay, let's not speak of this to anyone.
Greg: No problem.
Calleigh: *walks in* Okay guys, we're all going for breakfast downstairs and...
Ryan: He wasn't sleeping in my bed.
Greg: I was actually sleeping on the floor. 'Cause...I like floors.
Calleigh: *nods slowly* Well, soup's on, so-to-speak. *leaves*
Ryan: *throws pillow* Man now she thinks I'm gay.
Greg: YOU'RE gay? What about me?
Hotel room
Anni: *leaning over toilet* Ugh. *holds head*
Speed: *walks in* You okay?
Anni: *covers mouth*
Speed: *lifts brows*
Anni: *vomiting*
Speed: *looks down at cellphone*
Anni: *coughs*
Speed: Guess not.
Anni: *feels forehead* Sorry um...you can uh, go downstairs, I'll just stay here.
Speed: Migranes that bad?
Anni: Bad doesn't even come close.
Speed: You know what might help? A hot shower.
Anni: *looks down at clothes* I messed myself up pretty good, huh.
Speed: I'm just glad you made it in here. Come on. *grabs Anni's hand* I'll run the shower for you.
Anni: You don't have to. I'll be fine.
Speed: *unbuttons Anni's shirt* Humour me.
Anni: *rolls eyes*
Speed: *grabs shorts from Anni*
Anni: You know, if I didn't feel like a pile of dog crap, this would almost be romantic.
Speed: *turns on shower* Take off the rest of your clothes.
Anni: *smirks*
Speed: *looks at Anni* Unless you'd rather go in wearing your delicates.
Anni: *sigh* I guess not. These were expensive. Not that you bought 'em or anything but I digress. *takes off clothes*
Speed: *grabs Anni's hand*
Anni: I can get into the bathtub.
Speed: I'm sure you can.
Anni: *steps into bathtub*
Speed: Water warm enough?
Anni: *nods*
Speed: If you need anything, just call, okay?
Anni: How long will you be gone?
Speed: Depends on how rowdy the team is.
Anni: I wish I could be there with you guys.
Speed: *smirks* Just concentrate on feeling better. You can hang out with us later.
Anni: Yeah yeah. *pulls curtain across*
Speed: *leaves*
Anni: *leans head on wall, sighs*
Downstairs, restaurant
Horatio: The fork was on my side.
Grissom: No, the forks go from right to left. This is my fork.
Horatio: They go from left to right, meaning it's my fork.
Grissom: You ordered ice cream, you don't need a fork.
Horatio: It doesn't matter. This is about principle.
Grissom: *lifts brow* No it's not. It's about a fork. My fork, to be exact.
Catherine: Look, if you both don't stop about the forks, I'll take them both away and you'll get none.
Grissom/Horatio: *look at Catherine*
Nick: So we get any leads on the case?
Calleigh: The strings that held up the bar were loosened prior to the show. Tool marks are from a standard Phillips screwdriver.
Nick: So we could be lookin' at anyone from the janitor to anyone with a swiss army knife.
Calleigh: Yep.
Warrick: Anyone have it out for the guy?
Grissom: Everyone says they loved him, which incidentally is what everyone always says. If we read hard enough between the lines, I'm confident we'll have a name soon.
Catherine: I might have an idea where to look. The guy was in his 60s, right? Well there's a new member of the circus in town. Dwayne Ashcroft is the new up-and-comer, expected to make it real big in Vegas. Maybe he didn't want the competition.
Grissom: That's just a theory, we'll need some evidence.
Horatio: Hey. Theories are a good crime solving tool.
Grissom: And your lab is still open why?
Horatio: *frowns* Because we also follow evidence. But we use theories to get us there.
Grissom: Well theories are just that. Theories. It's a waste of time and money.
Horatio: We're quick thinkers. Right Calleigh?
Calleigh: Oh yeah, very quick. But Horatio, you do spend a lot of time putting your sentences together.
Horatio: *stares at Calleigh* Way to help me out there.
Calleigh: Oh don't worry! You don't solve the cases anymore so you're only really wasting your own time.
Speed: *walks over, sits* Sorry I'm late.
Colton: *opens phone* Hey Horatio, you got a text message from someone named Lt.D.
Horatio: *grabs cellphone* Stop stealing my things.
Jess: I read one of his text messages a while ago? This Lt.D. person wanted to know who Grissom was and why he was texting so early in the morning.
Horatio: I'll have you know, I have friends outside our circle.
Calleigh: Oh! Lt.D. isn't that Mac Taylor?
Horatio: ...*shifty eyes* No. No, of course not. Why would you assume something so ridiculous?
Calleigh: He seems like a nice man.
Greg: Is he part of another crime lab?
Grissom: Greg, another crime lab doesn't exist. It's Vegas, Miami and then nothing.
Horatio: Actually-
Grissom: No. I will not be upstaged by another damn city. End of discussion.
Calleigh: Someone took a bitter pill this morning.
Colton: So according to Grissom, New York doesn't exist?
Grissom: New York? What is this city that you speak of?
Jess: It's the best city in the world.
Grissom: It doesn't exist.
Colton: *sips water* Well it won't if people keep using it for target practice.
Everyone: *looks at Colton*
Colton: Wow, still too soon?
Everyone: *nods*
Colton: Damn, I should have made a Steve Irwin jab instead.
Jess: *slaps Colton*
Colton: OW!
Jess: If you crack one more stupid joke, I'm going to throw you off the MGM. Dill weed.
TBC.....................
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Vegas, 9am
Ryan: *sits up in bed* ...*looks down* AH! *jumps off bed*
Greg: *sits up* What?
Ryan: What are you doing in my bed!
Greg: What are you doing in MY bed?
Ryan: This was my bed! I called it!
Greg: Well when Gris said we'd be staying in the hotel for this investigation because we're pretty far out from our homes, I thought that someone else would be in the same room with us. I didn't want to steal their bed.
Ryan: Uh, when no one came in, didn't you think you should go sleep in your own bed?
Greg: Your sheets were softer.
Ryan: Okay, let's not speak of this to anyone.
Greg: No problem.
Calleigh: *walks in* Okay guys, we're all going for breakfast downstairs and...
Ryan: He wasn't sleeping in my bed.
Greg: I was actually sleeping on the floor. 'Cause...I like floors.
Calleigh: *nods slowly* Well, soup's on, so-to-speak. *leaves*
Ryan: *throws pillow* Man now she thinks I'm gay.
Greg: YOU'RE gay? What about me?
Hotel room
Anni: *leaning over toilet* Ugh. *holds head*
Speed: *walks in* You okay?
Anni: *covers mouth*
Speed: *lifts brows*
Anni: *vomiting*
Speed: *looks down at cellphone*
Anni: *coughs*
Speed: Guess not.
Anni: *feels forehead* Sorry um...you can uh, go downstairs, I'll just stay here.
Speed: Migranes that bad?
Anni: Bad doesn't even come close.
Speed: You know what might help? A hot shower.
Anni: *looks down at clothes* I messed myself up pretty good, huh.
Speed: I'm just glad you made it in here. Come on. *grabs Anni's hand* I'll run the shower for you.
Anni: You don't have to. I'll be fine.
Speed: *unbuttons Anni's shirt* Humour me.
Anni: *rolls eyes*
Speed: *grabs shorts from Anni*
Anni: You know, if I didn't feel like a pile of dog crap, this would almost be romantic.
Speed: *turns on shower* Take off the rest of your clothes.
Anni: *smirks*
Speed: *looks at Anni* Unless you'd rather go in wearing your delicates.
Anni: *sigh* I guess not. These were expensive. Not that you bought 'em or anything but I digress. *takes off clothes*
Speed: *grabs Anni's hand*
Anni: I can get into the bathtub.
Speed: I'm sure you can.
Anni: *steps into bathtub*
Speed: Water warm enough?
Anni: *nods*
Speed: If you need anything, just call, okay?
Anni: How long will you be gone?
Speed: Depends on how rowdy the team is.
Anni: I wish I could be there with you guys.
Speed: *smirks* Just concentrate on feeling better. You can hang out with us later.
Anni: Yeah yeah. *pulls curtain across*
Speed: *leaves*
Anni: *leans head on wall, sighs*
Downstairs, restaurant
Horatio: The fork was on my side.
Grissom: No, the forks go from right to left. This is my fork.
Horatio: They go from left to right, meaning it's my fork.
Grissom: You ordered ice cream, you don't need a fork.
Horatio: It doesn't matter. This is about principle.
Grissom: *lifts brow* No it's not. It's about a fork. My fork, to be exact.
Catherine: Look, if you both don't stop about the forks, I'll take them both away and you'll get none.
Grissom/Horatio: *look at Catherine*
Nick: So we get any leads on the case?
Calleigh: The strings that held up the bar were loosened prior to the show. Tool marks are from a standard Phillips screwdriver.
Nick: So we could be lookin' at anyone from the janitor to anyone with a swiss army knife.
Calleigh: Yep.
Warrick: Anyone have it out for the guy?
Grissom: Everyone says they loved him, which incidentally is what everyone always says. If we read hard enough between the lines, I'm confident we'll have a name soon.
Catherine: I might have an idea where to look. The guy was in his 60s, right? Well there's a new member of the circus in town. Dwayne Ashcroft is the new up-and-comer, expected to make it real big in Vegas. Maybe he didn't want the competition.
Grissom: That's just a theory, we'll need some evidence.
Horatio: Hey. Theories are a good crime solving tool.
Grissom: And your lab is still open why?
Horatio: *frowns* Because we also follow evidence. But we use theories to get us there.
Grissom: Well theories are just that. Theories. It's a waste of time and money.
Horatio: We're quick thinkers. Right Calleigh?
Calleigh: Oh yeah, very quick. But Horatio, you do spend a lot of time putting your sentences together.
Horatio: *stares at Calleigh* Way to help me out there.
Calleigh: Oh don't worry! You don't solve the cases anymore so you're only really wasting your own time.
Speed: *walks over, sits* Sorry I'm late.
Colton: *opens phone* Hey Horatio, you got a text message from someone named Lt.D.
Horatio: *grabs cellphone* Stop stealing my things.
Jess: I read one of his text messages a while ago? This Lt.D. person wanted to know who Grissom was and why he was texting so early in the morning.
Horatio: I'll have you know, I have friends outside our circle.
Calleigh: Oh! Lt.D. isn't that Mac Taylor?
Horatio: ...*shifty eyes* No. No, of course not. Why would you assume something so ridiculous?
Calleigh: He seems like a nice man.
Greg: Is he part of another crime lab?
Grissom: Greg, another crime lab doesn't exist. It's Vegas, Miami and then nothing.
Horatio: Actually-
Grissom: No. I will not be upstaged by another damn city. End of discussion.
Calleigh: Someone took a bitter pill this morning.
Colton: So according to Grissom, New York doesn't exist?
Grissom: New York? What is this city that you speak of?
Jess: It's the best city in the world.
Grissom: It doesn't exist.
Colton: *sips water* Well it won't if people keep using it for target practice.
Everyone: *looks at Colton*
Colton: Wow, still too soon?
Everyone: *nods*
Colton: Damn, I should have made a Steve Irwin jab instead.
Jess: *slaps Colton*
Colton: OW!
Jess: If you crack one more stupid joke, I'm going to throw you off the MGM. Dill weed.
TBC.....................
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MacsLovlyAngl
Head of the Graveyard Shift
This is hilarious. I know I don't comment enough on this SC. But it's great, I always read it and leave in stitches:lol::guffaw:
I love this...
I love this...
Hi MacsLovlyAngl! Thanks for the review, I appreciate it very muchly.
Hee.
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Next day, Miami Lab
Delko: *looks up from desk* Jess?
Jess: *places suitcase on floor* You called, I answered, you invited, I flew. Took a while to convince Horatio to front me 2 grand.
Delko: Great, I need you to sit with Katie for a while.
Jess: *lifts brow* You called me here to hang out with Katie?
Delko: Well the case is actually looking pretty bad for her. We found a witness who said they saw her covered in blood, dragging a carpet out into the back alley.
Jess: Oh.
Delko: And the other night, she hit on me.
Jess: WHAT.
Delko: Don't worry, nothing happened. She was just feeling lonely and a bit tipsy. Which is another reason you should stay with her for a while. She needs a friend.
Jess: You could have called Anni.
Delko: *smiles* Well, I kind of wanted to see you.
Jess: *smiles* I knew it.
Delko: *laughs* So is it a deal?
Jess: I did just fly all the way down here.
Delko: Excellent. *walks over, kisses Jess' cheek*
Jess: *smiling*
Delko: She's in the break room. *walks away*
Jess: Okay.
Break room
Katie: *flipping channels, wipes eyes with kleenex*
Jess: *walks in* Katie!
Katie: JESS! *rolls eyes* What do you want.
Jess: Wow, rude. Okay, well, I guess if you don't want to hang out, then I'll just go back to Vegas and watch Ryan and Greg play with pogs.
Katie: No, you can stay. Sorry, I'm just feeling crummy.
Jess: *sits on couch* Yeah I heard. You hit on Eric.
Katie: I'm sorry about that, I feel like an idiot.
Jess: Hey I probably would have done the same.
Katie: *frowns* You slept with my husband in the back of a Hummer.
Jess: ...Ex-husband.
Katie: Whatever.
Jess: So what are you watching?
Katie: Jeopardy.
Jess: Oh cool, we haven't seen that in forever. What are the categories?
Katie: I think one's actually about Mark Maguire.
Jess: Excellent.
Katie: *sigh*
Jess: So you really killed a guy, huh.
Katie: Yeah.
Jess: *hugs Katie* Life might suck right now, but it'll get better, I promise.
Katie: *lifts brow* You read that off a Hallmark card on the way over?
Jess: Jones Soda bottle cap.
Katie: Of course.
Jess: You know what you need? A shopping extravaganza. Let's hit the town.
Katie: Let's not.
Jess: *grabs Katie* Come on, it'll be fun.
Katie: I'm a murder suspect, fun isn't the top event on my list.
Jess: Even if you go to jail for forever, at least you can look back on this day and remember how much fun you had or at least how much fun I was trying to make you have. Come on, we can even have ice cream.
Katie: I don't want ice cream! I don't want fun and I don't want you to be here! I just want to die, okay?
Jess: ...
Katie: My life is over anyway.
Jess: No it's not. It's not over, you're just going through a tough patch.
Katie: Do most tough patches last this long?
Jess: It's a two-way street here. You can't just expect happiness to fall on your lap, you have to really want it and go out and get it. Sitting here waiting to die is just going to make you more miserable so get up and stop sulking because we're going to SHAKE OUR BOOTIES LIKE IT'S 1995!
Katie: No thanks.
Jess: *grabs Katie* Too bad.
Katie: *pushes Jess* Go away.
Jess: Hey, we never get to spend any time together anymore. You're always with Anni. We used to be best friends way before you and Anni. I miss the relationship we had.
Katie: I don't.
Jess: *frowns*
Katie: I don't miss anything. *flops onto couch*
Jess: *sigh* Katie, it sucks seeing you like this. *sits* Just for one day, I wish you were yourself again.
Katie: *shrugs*
Jess: Just spend one day with me. Please?
Katie: No.
Jess: I'll buy you all the Cheez-its in the world.
Katie: *smirks*
Jess: AHA! A SMILE!
Katie: Shut up. *punches Jess*
Jess: How about an hour. If you still want to sulk and kill yourself after, then you can come back here and I'll leave you alone.
Katie: Fine.
Parkinglot
Delko: *runs over* Jess! Wait up!
Jess: I'll be right back.
Katie: Okay.
Jess: *walks over to Eric* Yeah?
Delko: I just wanted to run something by you before you leave.
Jess: Sure.
Delko: I think we should have a kid.
Jess: *blank stare*
Delko: I don't know, I just...whenever I think about us, I just wish we had that something we had before. It's like right now, that part of us is missing.
Jess: Um, this is something kind of big to put on me at the moment.
Delko: Just consider it. You don't even have to say yes, in fact, you can just tell me no right now if you don't want to do it.
Jess: For now, no. But I'll think about it.
Delko: You sure?
Jess: Eric.
Delko: Sorry, sorry.
Jess: I just...don't know if you're up for that kind of responsibility right now.
Delko: *lifts brows* Excuse me?
Jess: Us together, maybe. But a kid? I don't know.
Delko: We had a kid before.
Jess: Yes but I raised her, I took care of her and I was with her when she...Look, I'm not saying you'd be a horrible father but I'm not convinced this is the right idea right now.
Delko: *nods* Okay.
Jess: Okay?
Delko: Okay. *walks away*
Jess: *sigh*
Katie: Jess, if you don't get over here, I'm going to run you over!
Hotel, Vegas
Speed: *walks in*
Anni: How's the investigation?
Speed: Slow, immature, full of antics. How's pay-per-view?
Anni: Slow, immature...
Speed: *sits on bed*
Anni: I'm sorry I haven't been much of a wife lately. I feel like a leech.
Speed: *shakes head* You couldn't be more wrong.
Anni: *smirks* Actually, I've been feeling a bit better today. Y'know, active.
Speed: That's good.
Anni: Wow, way to take a hint.
Speed: I think it would be better if you just continued to get as much rest as possible.
Anni: *wraps arms around Speed's neck* See but, I don't want rest. Rest is probably the..farthest thing on my mind right now.
Speed: *stares at Anni*
Anni: Do I need to draw you a picture? Because I'm prepared to draw you something very naughty.
Speed: *tilts head* No, I-I think I get the idea.
Anni: Good, glad we're on the same page...so-to-speak.
Speed: *smirks*
LVPD Lab
Horatio: *walks in, stops*
Catherine: Well?
Horatio: *squints* I can't see a thing.
Catherine: You might want to take off the shades.
Horatio: Oh, right. *takes off shades*
Catherine: How about now?
Horatio: *squints* I can't see a THING. Where are the lights?
Catherine: These are the lights.
Horatio: Where are we, a mine?
Catherine: No, this is what real life looks like.
Horatio: Where are all the models?
Catherine: *shakes head*
TBC........................
Thanks for the review, I appreciate it very muchly. Hee.
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Next day, Miami Lab
Delko: *looks up from desk* Jess?
Jess: *places suitcase on floor* You called, I answered, you invited, I flew. Took a while to convince Horatio to front me 2 grand.
Delko: Great, I need you to sit with Katie for a while.
Jess: *lifts brow* You called me here to hang out with Katie?
Delko: Well the case is actually looking pretty bad for her. We found a witness who said they saw her covered in blood, dragging a carpet out into the back alley.
Jess: Oh.
Delko: And the other night, she hit on me.
Jess: WHAT.
Delko: Don't worry, nothing happened. She was just feeling lonely and a bit tipsy. Which is another reason you should stay with her for a while. She needs a friend.
Jess: You could have called Anni.
Delko: *smiles* Well, I kind of wanted to see you.
Jess: *smiles* I knew it.
Delko: *laughs* So is it a deal?
Jess: I did just fly all the way down here.
Delko: Excellent. *walks over, kisses Jess' cheek*
Jess: *smiling*
Delko: She's in the break room. *walks away*
Jess: Okay.
Break room
Katie: *flipping channels, wipes eyes with kleenex*
Jess: *walks in* Katie!
Katie: JESS! *rolls eyes* What do you want.
Jess: Wow, rude. Okay, well, I guess if you don't want to hang out, then I'll just go back to Vegas and watch Ryan and Greg play with pogs.
Katie: No, you can stay. Sorry, I'm just feeling crummy.
Jess: *sits on couch* Yeah I heard. You hit on Eric.
Katie: I'm sorry about that, I feel like an idiot.
Jess: Hey I probably would have done the same.
Katie: *frowns* You slept with my husband in the back of a Hummer.
Jess: ...Ex-husband.
Katie: Whatever.
Jess: So what are you watching?
Katie: Jeopardy.
Jess: Oh cool, we haven't seen that in forever. What are the categories?
Katie: I think one's actually about Mark Maguire.
Jess: Excellent.
Katie: *sigh*
Jess: So you really killed a guy, huh.
Katie: Yeah.
Jess: *hugs Katie* Life might suck right now, but it'll get better, I promise.
Katie: *lifts brow* You read that off a Hallmark card on the way over?
Jess: Jones Soda bottle cap.
Katie: Of course.
Jess: You know what you need? A shopping extravaganza. Let's hit the town.
Katie: Let's not.
Jess: *grabs Katie* Come on, it'll be fun.
Katie: I'm a murder suspect, fun isn't the top event on my list.
Jess: Even if you go to jail for forever, at least you can look back on this day and remember how much fun you had or at least how much fun I was trying to make you have. Come on, we can even have ice cream.
Katie: I don't want ice cream! I don't want fun and I don't want you to be here! I just want to die, okay?
Jess: ...
Katie: My life is over anyway.
Jess: No it's not. It's not over, you're just going through a tough patch.
Katie: Do most tough patches last this long?
Jess: It's a two-way street here. You can't just expect happiness to fall on your lap, you have to really want it and go out and get it. Sitting here waiting to die is just going to make you more miserable so get up and stop sulking because we're going to SHAKE OUR BOOTIES LIKE IT'S 1995!
Katie: No thanks.
Jess: *grabs Katie* Too bad.
Katie: *pushes Jess* Go away.
Jess: Hey, we never get to spend any time together anymore. You're always with Anni. We used to be best friends way before you and Anni. I miss the relationship we had.
Katie: I don't.
Jess: *frowns*
Katie: I don't miss anything. *flops onto couch*
Jess: *sigh* Katie, it sucks seeing you like this. *sits* Just for one day, I wish you were yourself again.
Katie: *shrugs*
Jess: Just spend one day with me. Please?
Katie: No.
Jess: I'll buy you all the Cheez-its in the world.
Katie: *smirks*
Jess: AHA! A SMILE!
Katie: Shut up. *punches Jess*
Jess: How about an hour. If you still want to sulk and kill yourself after, then you can come back here and I'll leave you alone.
Katie: Fine.
Parkinglot
Delko: *runs over* Jess! Wait up!
Jess: I'll be right back.
Katie: Okay.
Jess: *walks over to Eric* Yeah?
Delko: I just wanted to run something by you before you leave.
Jess: Sure.
Delko: I think we should have a kid.
Jess: *blank stare*
Delko: I don't know, I just...whenever I think about us, I just wish we had that something we had before. It's like right now, that part of us is missing.
Jess: Um, this is something kind of big to put on me at the moment.
Delko: Just consider it. You don't even have to say yes, in fact, you can just tell me no right now if you don't want to do it.
Jess: For now, no. But I'll think about it.
Delko: You sure?
Jess: Eric.
Delko: Sorry, sorry.
Jess: I just...don't know if you're up for that kind of responsibility right now.
Delko: *lifts brows* Excuse me?
Jess: Us together, maybe. But a kid? I don't know.
Delko: We had a kid before.
Jess: Yes but I raised her, I took care of her and I was with her when she...Look, I'm not saying you'd be a horrible father but I'm not convinced this is the right idea right now.
Delko: *nods* Okay.
Jess: Okay?
Delko: Okay. *walks away*
Jess: *sigh*
Katie: Jess, if you don't get over here, I'm going to run you over!
Hotel, Vegas
Speed: *walks in*
Anni: How's the investigation?
Speed: Slow, immature, full of antics. How's pay-per-view?
Anni: Slow, immature...
Speed: *sits on bed*
Anni: I'm sorry I haven't been much of a wife lately. I feel like a leech.
Speed: *shakes head* You couldn't be more wrong.
Anni: *smirks* Actually, I've been feeling a bit better today. Y'know, active.
Speed: That's good.
Anni: Wow, way to take a hint.
Speed: I think it would be better if you just continued to get as much rest as possible.
Anni: *wraps arms around Speed's neck* See but, I don't want rest. Rest is probably the..farthest thing on my mind right now.
Speed: *stares at Anni*
Anni: Do I need to draw you a picture? Because I'm prepared to draw you something very naughty.
Speed: *tilts head* No, I-I think I get the idea.
Anni: Good, glad we're on the same page...so-to-speak.
Speed: *smirks*
LVPD Lab
Horatio: *walks in, stops*
Catherine: Well?
Horatio: *squints* I can't see a thing.
Catherine: You might want to take off the shades.
Horatio: Oh, right. *takes off shades*
Catherine: How about now?
Horatio: *squints* I can't see a THING. Where are the lights?
Catherine: These are the lights.
Horatio: Where are we, a mine?
Catherine: No, this is what real life looks like.
Horatio: Where are all the models?
Catherine: *shakes head*
TBC........................
Jenna_Caine
Police Officer
Nice... Horatio can't see... Poor guy. XD :lol: :guffaw:
Just out of curiosity... *tilts head* ...Where'd Jenna go? :wtf:
Just out of curiosity... *tilts head* ...Where'd Jenna go? :wtf:
Anni Grey
Coroner
What an awesome slate of updates! So ,...Greg and Ryan...talk about a twin peaks moment....Calleigh must've been laughing all the way back from their room. Continue on with these two- it's comedic gold!
Horatio and Grissom, just as I thought, they both can't stand for someone to have the last word. And Grissom's blantant denial of New York...lol, I think he wished Miami was the same way. It was cute though to see them go round and round about the forks...Classic Horatio.
Aww..poor Anni's have a bad time of it. Good that Speed's there for her.
Katie...I sure hope that Jess can reach her, yes she's looking at some serious charges, but she's Katie. I'm sure she can go out in a blaze of glory.
Excellent work, Geni...truly excellent!
Horatio and Grissom, just as I thought, they both can't stand for someone to have the last word. And Grissom's blantant denial of New York...lol, I think he wished Miami was the same way. It was cute though to see them go round and round about the forks...Classic Horatio.
Aww..poor Anni's have a bad time of it. Good that Speed's there for her.
Katie...I sure hope that Jess can reach her, yes she's looking at some serious charges, but she's Katie. I'm sure she can go out in a blaze of glory.
Excellent work, Geni...truly excellent!
Thanks for the review!
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Vegas Lab
Calleigh: *walks over* So Ryan's with Horatio and Grissom in interrogation, they're talking to Ashcroft, our Vegas golden boy. Where are you at?
Speed: Still trying to figure out why we're working this case.
Calleigh: *smiles* Ms. Willows wanted us to tag along. I guess a CSI to CSI thing.
Speed: *hands over paper* Some guy named Hodges ran the trace on the wire. Sticky substance was super glue.
Calleigh: *nods* Makes sense if you want to keep someone on the wire.
Speed: That Nick guy got a print off of the glue and it didn't match anyone in AFIS.
Calleigh: *smiling* I guess we still have some work to do then.
Speed: Well you guys do, I don't work for H.
Calleigh: I'm sure we'd still appreciate your expertise. I know I do.
Speed: H appreciates it when I stay out of the way.
Calleigh: He doesn't trust you?
Speed: Not by a long shot.
Calleigh: *lifts brow* You're one of the most trustworthy people I know.
Speed: You're rare find, Cal.
Calleigh: *smiles* I happen to know people can change.
Speed: *tilts head* Well at least something's in my favour.
Calleigh: So how's Anni doing?
Speed: She's uh, more...active.
Calleigh: Great! This team needs more than one bubbly person. Makes us more balanced. Oh, I got a call from Eric this morning. Apparently they'll be heading back in the next week or so.
Speed: That's good.
Calleigh: I hear your brother's having a hard time.
Speed: Look, I'm all for caring, sharing...invasive moments but weren't you here to report on the case?
Calleigh: I thought I just did.
Speed: *shakes head* Nevermind.
Calleigh: So did you hear that Katie's lookin' at manslaughter?
Speed: For defending herself?
Calleigh: And disposing of the body.
Speed: That's barely a misdemeanor.
Calleigh: Shows afterthought.
Speed: A woman sees her husband get murdered in front of her. Blood everywhere. The murderer escapes and even though he's already dead, the wife gets scared that he'll get angry at her because the floors are covered in blood so she cleans it up. To most people, this would be considered emotional duress but to us, it shows afterthought. Apples and oranges to me.
Calleigh: I guess that's why people get themselves a lawyer.
Speed: *nods*
Calleigh: Huh. But if you didn't know Katie, would you think it was a blatant act of murder?
Speed: *stares at Calleigh*
Calleigh: *lifts brows*
Speed: I guess it's a good thing I know her.
Calleigh: And a good reason why Horatio chose Eric to go with her and not you.
Speed: I didn't say I loved her, I said I knew her. Eric knows her too.
Calleigh: Eric's still a CSI for a reason.
Speed: You know, if you had a pair of shades, you'd sound just like Horatio.
Calleigh: I'm just sayin'.
Speed: I don't know why people are making such a big deal out of me in regards to someone whom I barely want to speak to. I've got other concerns than her and the only reason I offered to go instead of Eric is because I wanted the chance to find a place for Anni when we get back. I don't know how long this trip will last and I don't want her to spend the rest of her days in a shitty apartment.
Calleigh: You could have just said so in the first place.
Speed: Word around here travels faster than Eric in the middle of the forest in his underwear. You think Anni would approve of something like this?
Calleigh: Probably not.
Speed: Exactly. So since I've been over Katie for a long while, I just wish the rest of the team would get over her too. *walks away*
Calleigh: ...Yeesh.
TBC............................
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Vegas Lab
Calleigh: *walks over* So Ryan's with Horatio and Grissom in interrogation, they're talking to Ashcroft, our Vegas golden boy. Where are you at?
Speed: Still trying to figure out why we're working this case.
Calleigh: *smiles* Ms. Willows wanted us to tag along. I guess a CSI to CSI thing.
Speed: *hands over paper* Some guy named Hodges ran the trace on the wire. Sticky substance was super glue.
Calleigh: *nods* Makes sense if you want to keep someone on the wire.
Speed: That Nick guy got a print off of the glue and it didn't match anyone in AFIS.
Calleigh: *smiling* I guess we still have some work to do then.
Speed: Well you guys do, I don't work for H.
Calleigh: I'm sure we'd still appreciate your expertise. I know I do.
Speed: H appreciates it when I stay out of the way.
Calleigh: He doesn't trust you?
Speed: Not by a long shot.
Calleigh: *lifts brow* You're one of the most trustworthy people I know.
Speed: You're rare find, Cal.
Calleigh: *smiles* I happen to know people can change.
Speed: *tilts head* Well at least something's in my favour.
Calleigh: So how's Anni doing?
Speed: She's uh, more...active.
Calleigh: Great! This team needs more than one bubbly person. Makes us more balanced. Oh, I got a call from Eric this morning. Apparently they'll be heading back in the next week or so.
Speed: That's good.
Calleigh: I hear your brother's having a hard time.
Speed: Look, I'm all for caring, sharing...invasive moments but weren't you here to report on the case?
Calleigh: I thought I just did.
Speed: *shakes head* Nevermind.
Calleigh: So did you hear that Katie's lookin' at manslaughter?
Speed: For defending herself?
Calleigh: And disposing of the body.
Speed: That's barely a misdemeanor.
Calleigh: Shows afterthought.
Speed: A woman sees her husband get murdered in front of her. Blood everywhere. The murderer escapes and even though he's already dead, the wife gets scared that he'll get angry at her because the floors are covered in blood so she cleans it up. To most people, this would be considered emotional duress but to us, it shows afterthought. Apples and oranges to me.
Calleigh: I guess that's why people get themselves a lawyer.
Speed: *nods*
Calleigh: Huh. But if you didn't know Katie, would you think it was a blatant act of murder?
Speed: *stares at Calleigh*
Calleigh: *lifts brows*
Speed: I guess it's a good thing I know her.
Calleigh: And a good reason why Horatio chose Eric to go with her and not you.
Speed: I didn't say I loved her, I said I knew her. Eric knows her too.
Calleigh: Eric's still a CSI for a reason.
Speed: You know, if you had a pair of shades, you'd sound just like Horatio.
Calleigh: I'm just sayin'.
Speed: I don't know why people are making such a big deal out of me in regards to someone whom I barely want to speak to. I've got other concerns than her and the only reason I offered to go instead of Eric is because I wanted the chance to find a place for Anni when we get back. I don't know how long this trip will last and I don't want her to spend the rest of her days in a shitty apartment.
Calleigh: You could have just said so in the first place.
Speed: Word around here travels faster than Eric in the middle of the forest in his underwear. You think Anni would approve of something like this?
Calleigh: Probably not.
Speed: Exactly. So since I've been over Katie for a long while, I just wish the rest of the team would get over her too. *walks away*
Calleigh: ...Yeesh.
TBC............................
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