Road Trip! The Final Frontier.

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Welcome back Lilly!

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Outside Wal Mart, near cop cars

Lori: You'll never catch us all!

Cop: There were only two of you.

Jenna: Is this really necessary? I didn't steal anything.

Lora: SHE MADE ME DO IT!

Jenna: WHAT?

Horatio: I'm sure this is a misunderstanding.

Cop: No, it's all here in black and white. She went behind the counter, stole some medication and kicked the Pharmacist in the...pants.

Horatio: *looks at Lora*

Lora: *sigh* How else was I supposed to get away?

Horatio: Look um, I'll pay for any damages.

Cop: It's still against the law to steal and assault someone.

Horatio: Alright, how long will she be at the station?

Cop: Overnight, assuming the pharmacist doesn't press charges. But the theft, we'll have to take her in for, Lieutenant.

Horatio: Lora, you're lucky we're still in Florida.

Lora: Why? You bend the law in every other country.

Cop: *looks at Horatio*

Horatio: She's exaggerating.

Jenna: Am I going to be arrested?

Horatio: No. I think Lora needs to learn her lessons on her own.

Lora: It's not like I haven't been arrested before.

Horatio: And you won't be again after this, right?

Lora: *rolls eyes* I guess.

Hummerhome

Delko: The Wal Mart parkinglot isn't exactly the ideal camp spot.

Calleigh: Not even 12 hours on the road and Lora lands herself in jail.

Delko: We used to be like that.

Calleigh: We lasted longer than 12 hours.

Delko: *laughs* True.

Speed: *walks over, grabs cup* And just think, it was only one person this time and no one was drunk.

Ryan: *walks in, wearing sailor outfit*

Speed/Calleigh/Delko: *look at Ryan*

Ryan: Don't ask. *walks into bathroom*

Calleigh: *looks at Speed* 20 dollars, fork it up. *smiles*

Speed: *gets out wallet*

Bedroom

Katie: *brushes hair* How come this Hummerhome always smells like 'New Car'?

Anni: *lowers book* Huh. I never noticed. Must be Horatio's cologne or something.

Katie: Cologne or not, it stinks something bad in here.

Anni: *flips page of book* Maybe.

Katie: So how are your treatments going?

Anni: ...Treatments?

Katie: Yeah. You were going to do the whole chemo thing, right?

Anni: *laughs* Katie, we barely have enough money to eat. Forget about chemo.

Katie: *turns around in chair* You're seriously not getting any kind of treatment?

Anni: *shakes head*

Katie: Wow. So what are your chances here?

Anni: I prefer not to know. Life's a surprise, why should death be any different?

Katie: How does Speed feel about all of this?

Anni: He's been...distant? It's understandable. To tell you the truth, I've been a bit distracted lately myself. Tired, too.

Katie: *nods* ...*looks down at bed* Is that a waterbed?

Bathroom

Ryan: *scrubbing face* Oh man I can't believe Heather talked me into wearing the makeup.

Heather: *opens curtain* HA!

Ryan: *screams*

Heather: Finally, a test bunny for permenant makeup.

Ryan: Permenant WHAT?

Heather: Well, it's not like a tattoo or anything. Okay, there is permenant makeup in the form of a tattoo so-to-speak but this is different. It washes off in 2-6 weeks.

Ryan: Excuse me?

Heather: You'll be so pretty. *smiles*

Ryan: TAKE IT OFF!

Heather: I can't.

Ryan: YOU PUT IT ON, YOU CAN TAKE IT OFF!

Heather: *laughs* I can't believe I talked you into it.

Ryan: You said it was man makeup. I look like Tammy Fay!

Heather: *tilts head* More like Mary Kay.

Ryan: *stares at Heather* You are a cruel human being.

Heather: Sorry, I can't take you very seriously right now.

Ryan: *frowns*

Hummerhome area

Carly: *typing on laptop*

Colton: Can you stop that please? Your incessant clicking and clacking is making me irritated.

Carly: So go be irritated in another room.

Colton: I can't. The walls are paper-thin.

Jenna: What are you typing anyway?

Carly: I'm writing a book.

Jenna: Ooh a book? What kind of book?

Carly: ...Satire drama.

Colton: *lifts brow* That doesn't make any sense? How can satire be serious?

Carly: I just happen to be a good writer.

Jenna: Lemme see that. *grabs laptop*

Carly: NO!

Jenna: Kilton smiled at Haty with happiness. Well...don't most people smile out of happiness?

Carly: No. There can be creepy smiles.

Jenna: Ah. *looks down at laptop* Horace and Erica glared at Spin with contempt while Kali braided Heathrow's hair? What the hell is this?

Colton: *bursts out laughing*

Carly: Shut up! I'm just an amateur.

Colton: No wonder why.

Carly: You try writing something better.

Colton: Oh I have. I wrote Die Hard.

Jess: Colton, you did not write Die Hard.

Colton: YES I DID! I did, they stole it!

Jess: Who, the 'shadow people'?

Colton: No. Greedy Hollywood executives. It was sitting in my car and I swear to God, someone broke in and stole my script.

Carly: Right and uh, it was all word-for-word in the movie?

Colton: There were some alterations, I'll admit. But the story was mine. It was my brightest achievement too.

Speed: *squints* Colton, you hadn't even hit puberty when Die Hard came out.

Colton: *looks at Speed*

Jenna/Carly/Jess: *burst out laughing*

Colton: IT WAS MY IDEA! I SWEAR!

TBC..........................

 

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Bedroom, 9pm, Hummerhome

Anni: *flips page*

Speed: *walks in, opens closet*

Anni: *lifts eyes*

Speed: *opens suitcase*

Anni: *looks down at book*

Speed: *grabs service pistol*

Anni: *flips page*

Speed: *opens safe*

Anni: *sigh*

Speed: *places gun inside safe*

Anni: *louder sigh*

Speed: *closes safe*

Anni: *snaps book shut*

Speed: *walks back over to closet*

Anni: Are you coming to bed?

Speed: *closing suitcase* Eric and I are going to pick up some fast food for those who are still awake.

Anni: And two people need to go?

Speed: It's easier that way.

Anni: Can't Calleigh or Ryan go? I was hopin' to spend some time with you.

Speed: We'll have the entire trip to spend time together.

Anni: *looks down at book* Are we okay?

Speed: What do you mean?

Anni: You're not happy, you're not angry, you're not...anything toward me.

Speed: Well what should I be? Are you having a good day or a bad day?

Anni: I know who you are, if that's what you mean.

Speed: Maybe you should tell the team what's going on.

Anni: I don't want to worry them.

Speed: When you have another one of your 'episodes', you don't think they'll worry then?

Anni: It's not going to happen here.

Speed: Anni, you don't know when it'll happen. You almost sliced me with a butcher knife last time and before that, I spent three hours digging glass out of my arms. This is something you're not in control of.

Anni: I've been fine for a week.

Speed: *nods* Why don't you get some more rest. *leaves*

Anni: *crosses arms*

TBC........................

Teeny update. More to come later.

 

LOL Heather's back!

And remind me never to show up when you have a camera in your hands.

Thanks for the reviews everyone!

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Hummerhome, living room

Heather: *pushes blanket* When is Horatio going to be finished painting our room? I want to go sleep in there.

Jenna: He said it's going to take 4 days for the paint to dry.

Heather: 4 days? Nothing takes that long. How many coats did he put on?

Lora: Probably enough to seep into the outside of the Hummerhome.

Ryan: Stop kicking me, Heather.

Heather: Why don't you have your own room?

Ryan: The paint seeped into it and now it has to air out.

Heather: Oh. *kicks Ryan*

Ryan: STOP.

Heather: Shush, you'll wake everyone up.

Jenna: Why don't you just stop hitting him?

Heather: I don't know, it's like a reflex. *kicks*

Ryan: OW. At least cut your toenails.

Heather: *frowns* My toenails are fine.

Lora: How about I sit on you both. *jumps up, sits*

Heather: OW!

Ryan: OW!

Lora: Hey this is kind of cushy.

Ryan: *looks at Heather*

Heather: *looks at Ryan*

Ryan: *nods*

Heather and Ryan push Lora off the couch

Lora: AH! *falls over*

Jenna: Oof. Way to land.

Lora: You guys, my leg is broken. You could have broken it even more.

Screaming is heard

Heather: *looks down hall* What was that?

Ryan: *sits up* I don't know, it sounds serious.

Jenna: Maybe it was Horatio dreaming about Stetler again.

Anni: *runs out of room*

Ryan: Anni, are you okay?

Anni: Th-they're in there. They won't leave me alone.

Heather: Who?

Anni: *grabs large knife from counter* I have to, I have to.

Ryan: *stands* Are you feeling okay? *walks over*

Anni: *lifts knife*

Ryan: *lifts hands* Whoa. Uh...can someone get Horatio?

Heather: And try to get past her? I don't think so.

Jenna: Look, Anni, you're obviously upset about something so why don't we put mister knife down and have a cha-

Anni: NO! *swings knife*

Jenna: OW! Damn girl, that was my arm! *holding arm*

Ryan: *grabs blanket* Okay, we'll do this like fire. *grabs Anni with blanket*

Anni: *slices through blanket* I HAVE TO STOP THEM!

Ryan: AH! AH!

Anni: *clocks Ryan in the face*

Ryan: AH! *falls backward*

Anni: *falls back against counter* They're trying to take me. *starts carving arms*

Heather: Whoa, Anni! *runs over* Hey, cut it out.

Lora: Interesting choice of words.

Heather: *grabs Anni's hand*

Anni: *screaming*

Heather: Geez, she's strong. Someone help me here.

Jenna: *runs over* What do you want me to do?

Heather: Help me!

Jenna: With what?

Heather: HER!

Jenna: Oh. Right. *grabs Anni*

Anni: *screaming*

Delko: *walks in* I've got Taco Bell!

Anni: *screams obscenity*

Delko: *lifts brow* Excuse me?

Speed: *walks in*

Heather: Someone get a towel.

Jenna: But Horatio will get m-

Heather: Just do it!

Jenna: Okay.

Speed: Anni?

Anni: *slaming knife into counter* GET OFF OF ME!

Jenna: Is she on something? Geez.

Heather: Try to take the knife out of her hand.

Anni: *pushes Jenna*

Jenna: AH! *falls backwards*

Heather: Help! Someone help me hold her!

Delko: Don't hurt her, don't hurt her.

Speed: *walks over* Move.

Heather: She'll get away.

Speed: *grabs Anni's arm, pulls it behind her*

Heather: What are you doing? You're hurting her!

Anni: *screaming*

Speed: *turns around, slams Anni into floor* Eric, help me out.

Delko: *kneels on Anni's back*

Speed: Someone grab the knife.

Heather: *grabs knife*

Jenna: What's wrong with her?

Ryan: *holding nose* Yeah, she's on acid or something.

Speed: *lifts Anni's arm* Great.

Delko: Did she do that?

Jenna: She said they were coming for her or they wouldn't leave her alone or something.

Lora: Man I never heard her swear before. That was so cool.

Delko: She's relaxed, is it over?

Speed: Anni.

Anni: *blinks* ...OW! OW. What the hell are you doing?

Speed: *lets go*

Delko: *sits on floor*

Anni: *turns over, looks at arms*

Heather: You went crazy.

Delko: *hands over towel*

Anni: *covers arms* Crazy huh.

Ryan: You have a mean left hook.

Anni: *nods* ...I can't believe you took me down like a criminal.

Delko: It works. How do you feel?

Anni: Tired. Confused...confused.

Lora: I got it on my phone if you want to see.

Anni: *frowns*

Jenna: So is anyone going to explain?

Delko: Long story short, it's the brain's way of saying 'sayonara'.

Anni: *looks at Eric*

Delko: *grabs Anni's hand* Let's get you cleaned up.

Anni: *nods*

Delko/Anni leave

Speed: *sits against counter*

Heather: I take it she's not doing so hot.

Jenna: Wait, I missed something. Why's her brain speaking Spanish?

Everyone: *looks at Jenna*

Heather: Um, Japanese.

Jenna: What about Japan?

Heather: *shakes head* Nevermind.

Bathroom

Anni: *sitting in tub*

Delko: *turns on sink*

Anni: He told you.

Delko: I must have pulled at least 32 teeth first.

Anni: It's not really a big deal.

Delko: *turns around* How's that?

Anni: *shrugs* It is what it is.

Delko: I know you don't want to be the center of attention unlike some people in this Hummerhome but we all care about you. We'd all go to the ends of the earth for you and you can't even afford us the courtesy of letting us know what's going on in your life? This is something serious and I think it warrants an explanation. You don't need to give away the gory details but consider all the friends you've made here and how this might impact them. Or scare them.

Anni: Look, I'm sorry but this is something I need to deal with on my own.

Delko: You don't have to.

Anni: *scratches head* Taking lessons from Horatio?

Delko: Hey, someone has to take over when he croaks.

Anni: *smirks*

Jenna: *knocks on door* Can we come in already?

Delko: Yeah, sure.

Jenna: *walks in*

Heather: *runs in, hugs Anni*

Anni: OOF!

Ryan: *walks in* You can hit me any time. I'm used to it.

Lora: Where did you learn to throw around a blade like that?

Anni: *lifts brow*

Delko: Not helping.

Lora: Hey, we just planned this coombaya in the hall so bear with me.

Anni: *stands* Guys, I'm fine. You can all go back to whatever you were doing.

Ryan: ...So that means I get to be hit some more. *sigh* Fine. *walks away*

Heather: Hey wait for me! *runs*

Living room

Anni: *walks over* Hey.

Speed: *washing cloth*

Anni: I'm sorry.

Speed: It's not your fault.

Anni: *touches Speed's arm* I just wanted to s-

Speed: *pulls arm away*

Anni: ... You know, this would be a lot easier if you weren't distancing yourself.

Speed: Would it.

Anni: I wish you'd show just a little support. I mean, you were great in the beginning.

Speed: *wrings out cloth*

Anni: Look, it's not my fault you can't connect emotionally.

Speed: I don't want to fight.

Anni: That's the problem. You don't want to do much of anything with me.

Speed: So how do we fix this?

Anni: ...*tilts head* What?

Speed: You suggest a solution, I suggest a solution, we discuss it and meet half-way. Is that not how adults do things?

Anni: Only creepy Stepford ones.

TBC.............................

 

Thanks y'all.

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Psych Facility--one week later

Lori: *walks into room, throws purse onto bed* I can't believe they thought an etiquette course was going to do anything.

Krista: *laughs* I kind of had fun. *opens closet* It was even more fun watching you roll the spaghetti all over your fork and then dropping it into the wine glass.

Lori: At least we weren't being marked. I think.

Krista: You know, I think the whole thing was pretty helpful. It shows that you have a better self understanding and control. Besides, you got better half-way through.

Lori: Yeah well, next time remind me to order bread. I can't possibly screw that up.

Krista: *laughs*

Lori: *sits on bed*

Krista: *takes off earrings* I'm having a lot of fun being your roomie. Happy little accident. We had a fun time shopping.

Lori: Yeah.

Krista: So have you gotten to know anyone else here?

Lori: A few.

Krista: I heard you were up in that building with Scott.

Lori: *opens book* Yeah. I haven't spoken to him all that much since.

Krista: I heard Bailey's all over him.

Lori: Bailey?

Krista: Tsk, where have you been? She's the preppy prep who has an alcohol problem. You know, tall, blonde, big boobs. The epitome of Miami if you ask me.

Lori: *nods*

Krista: *sits on bed* I heard she shoved him into a vacant meeting room and had her way with him.

Lori: What are you, 14?

Krista: *laughs* Hey, gossip keeps me relatively sane. Of course, Bailey's the one who told me about it.

Lori: And I'm sure she's reliable. *flips page*

Krista: Oh like you haven't thought about shoving that guy against a wall. Look at him.

Lori: *reading*

Krista: *waves hand* Hello! Geez, you didn't go to many slumber parties as a child, did you.

Lori: *lifts eyes* Slumber parties?

Krista: Yeah, you know, a bunch of girls get together and gossip about boys, eat a whole crapload of chocolate and in some cases, truth or dare ensues.

Lori: *looks back at book* Sounds like a great way to waste your childhood.

Krista: *laughs* You're funny. So what, did your parents keep you in a guarded world locked away in your house or something?

Lori: *flips page*

Krista: My parents were kind of like that. I wasn't even allowed to take Sex Ed in highschool. They freaked when I brought home the permission slip. I couldn't watch HBO until last year and oh mercy, my first job, I saw some people in the restaurant doing cocaine. *gasp* It was horrifying, I ran outta there like no tomorrow. Sometimes this world is scary.

Lori: Mhm.

Krista: Are you even listening?

Lori: Yeah. HBO and cocaine.

Krista: *wide-eyed* It was insane. I mean, have you ever seen someone doing drugs in front of you? The world was never the same for me again. I don't even get what's so good about drugs. It's like snorting a pixie stick, right? Who wants to shoot sugar into their brain? I even heard of people using needles too, it's disgusting.

Lori: I guess your parents wouldn't sign off on that part of Biology class either.

Krista: How did you know?

Lori: *shakes head* Lucky guess.

Krista: Whew, I'm glad you can't get drugs in Miami.

Lori: *smirks*

Krista: What?

Lori: Sorry, I was trying not to laugh.

Krista: Why?

Lori: You do realize Miami is one of the hottest spots on the planet for drug smuggling, right?

Krista: I thought that only happens in the evil parts of the world like Brazil and jungle places. Not America.

Lori: And you say I'm guarded.

Krista: *grabs Lori's hand* C'mon, it's time for dinner.

Lori: I'm not really that hungry.

Krista: A whole day of shopping had to have made you hungry. Let's go.

Large eating area

Krista: *sits* Eat up.

Lori: Great. Spaghetti for the 12th day in a row.

Krista: I love spaghetti. I have a big Italian family so I grew up around it. My mom even taught me how to make it so when I got to college, I wouldn't starve on cafeteria food. The stuff here's home made though which makes it okay.

Lori: The chef seems to have alzheimers.

Krista: *laughs* You're so silly. OH OH! There's Scott!

Lori: Good for him.

Krista: Ew, he's talking to Bailey.

Lori: *lifts head*

Krista: Look at her, all over him. She's even touching him. Look at those fake teeth and those fake boobs and that fake tan. Ugh, I hate her.

Lori: You seem kind of jealous.

Krista: I hate what she represents. Look at how she's flipping her hair, she looks like a Barbie doll. I can't believe he's just standing there and taking that. OH OH quick, look down at your plate, she's coming over.

Bailey: *skips over* Krista, honey, I haven't seen you all day girl! Where have you been?

Krista: Shopping with Lori.

Bailey: Oh the new girl. *places hand on hip* So are you like, that one I read about in the Admin office?

Krista: What were you doing in the Admin office?

Bailey: I got bored and I had the key. You'd be surprised what you can get the male species to do for you when you wear a short skirt. *points to Lori* Yeah, I remember your file. You're the slutty slave child from the wild.

Lori: *poking at spaghetti with fork*

Krista: That was very rude.

Bailey: How can it be rude if it's true? Do...you...speak...English? Speaky the English? *points to self* Me, Bailey. I...am....American.

Lori: *rolls eyes* Congratulations.

Bailey: Aw, she learned our native tongue. *pats Lori's shoulder* Good for you, honey! Keep on truckin'!

Scott: *walks over* Mr. Waterhouse is looking for his keys.

Bailey: *sigh* I told him a hundred times I lost them. *looks down shirt* I keep losing things down there. *smiles* Hey Scotty, want to go for an expedition?

Scott: *smiles* I'd rather shove meat hooks into my skull.

Bailey: Aww, come on Scotty. *moves closer* You don't have to keep following those rules, I won't say anything. Besides, I can make it very worth your while. *smiling* No one has to know.

Scott: Well, besides the fact that you said all of that a little too loudly for anyone 'not to know', I don't think that's going to happen.

Bailey: You just wait. *winks, walks away*

Krista: I hate her.

Scott: *sits* She seems to think she's God's gift to man.

Krista: So I take it you two were never together.

Scott: We were partnered up for a group session and she got it through her head that it meant something else.

Krista: Well she should stop getting things in her head. She's liable to explode under the pressure.

Scott: *looks at Lori* And how have you been?

Lori: *staring at plate*

Scott: *lifts brow* Not so great?

Krista: Bailey was very rude to her. She was spreading lies about what's in her file.

Lori: It's over with.

Krista: Oh come on, you should have knocked her on her powder puff butt.

Scott: *laughs* That's the adult way to look at things. *slides chair over* Look, don't pay attention to her Lori, she still thinks she's in highschool.

Krista: Me or Bailey?

Scott: Sometimes both of you.

Krista: Ha. Ha.

Lori: *looks down at floor*

Scott: Are you okay?

Krista: Yeah, your face is kind of red. I hope the spaghetti's okay.

Lori: The food's fine. I'm going go to my room, I have some reading to catch up on. *stands, trips over table* AH! *falls over*

Krista: *stands* Are you OKAY?

Lori: *mumbles* Thank you mother for your clumsiness.

Scott: *stands, walks over* That's the first time I've seen someone do that and it wasn't a joke.

Lori: *frowns, stands* Shut the hell up. *walks away*

Krista: I like her, she's funny.

Scott: She's ... interesting.

TBC......................