CSI Episode 2.8: Somebody's Going to Emergency, Somebody's Going To Jail

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PREVIOUSLY on CSI: Excolo:

DANIKA and JOHNNY are in the MISKATONIC CAFE.
DANIKA: I'm pregnant. And Tez knows but I ain't told many other people, and I'm having the baby and I am going to finish college only I'll take a semester or two off and then go back. But I ain't quitting.
JOHNNY: Why would I be mad? It ain't the sort 'a thing - I mean it ain't any 'a my - it's a bit 'v a surprise.

CAMERA PAN TO NU and SYL, in the same place.
NU: So you make any progress on that case Detective Stephanides' was workin' on?
SYL: Didja have anythin' more we oughta know?
NU: No. Still don't know why youah friend was so interested in Marie. Sweet girl, made some choices that weren't so good but they weren't so bad neithah.

CUT TO WANDA WITH BENEDICT; voiceover from NU: "Am worried 'bout a friend, though. She's the kind of girl you'd think wouldn't take shit from no one, but the last couple of months, she's been with this guy an' he's changed her. Worries me, but she insists everythin's fine. Don't think he's hittin' her or nothing, but he's rotten through, is my feeling, for all he's good at smiling and looking like a stand up gentleman."

CUT TO THE DIABOLIQUE; Wanda is pale in an evening dress.
WANDA: I've... Been holding up.

LILY and AL are at a table.

LILY: I just found out today. They're both boys, congratulations Mr. Shairan, and the oven ... the mother is just fine, thanks for the concern.
AL: Cry me a fucking river. Nothing I do is ever enough for you, is it, Lily?
LILY: It was. But not lately. That's the problem.

CUT TO AL's APARTMENT. AL holds a packet of Serax and looks at TEZ.
AL: How many of these are you taking?
TEZ: I'll sort out the pills. I promise. I won't let - I love you.

***

CAMERA PANS DOWN a street lit with Christmas lights. It's early evening at the beginning of December. Shoppers walk down the street, carrying shopping bags, laughing and chatting. SAYID is walking along, long coat buttoned, collar turned up. He passes a group of carollers without looking at them; he appears deep in thought. He turns into the MISKATONIC CAFE.

Almost ready to make a move. Would've been ready three weeks ago, but I don't know who I can fucking trust in my own department. I knew there was a leak in the police department, and I know it's Tez, known that for weeks. But I'm pretty sure there's a leak in my own department, too, and shit, Tez is small time in comparison to what that could mean. So if I'm going to bring him in I'm going to need to be careful. But I've also been building up quite a good case against Shairan. Just got to work out how the hell to get everything into play. But mark my words, I'm bringing that fucker down. Hopefully his snake of a wife, too. And Tez. I feel almost bad about that, because of Syl, but there's nothing I hate more than traitors. Now if I could just figure out who killed Adams... I think a lot of things would fall together.

Sighing, I take a window seat and order a coffee. I dump a load of sugar in it, and then I decide I'll have a piece of pie as well. At least being stressed hasn't ruined my appetite. Then again, nothing ever does.

CSI: Excolo Episode 2.8 continued

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LATER that same evening.

The camera swings over the north of Excolo, where a Christmas fair has been set up for the festive season - it's a fairly upmarket affair, more handmade ornaments and specialist foods than cheap-and-cheerful tat. There is an ice rink which is proving popular with families and couples. After ice skating, why not warm up at Winter of our Discontent, a stylish bar near the rink that sells Snow Bunny cocktails and Gelt hot chocolate, as well as the usual sort of drinks. Be warned, though - it's not cheap. If you're wanting something more pocket friendly, there are plenty of food and drinks stalls through the village.

***

Today I brought Fiona ice skating. She asked why her mother wasn't here, and I said Lily has to be careful because of the pregnancy. That is part of it, but of course Lily could have come along and watched. But for once I wanted to spend a few hours with my daughter without feeling tense because of the problems I am having with Lily. We have good days, but they are outnumbered by the bad. It seems difficult for us to have a civil conversation these days.

It's been nearly a month since Tez got back. We do not see very much of each other, but when we do... Sometimes it frightens me, how easily I am swallowed up. I think now that there is almost nothing I would not do for him, and that almost gets smaller every day.

Still, I am managing to attend to my business. I know that Mr Zuabi has been investigating me quite carefully, and I am awaiting delivery of some files from a contact this evening. I sip a martini, having sent Fiona home in the car earlier on and now come to this new bar. It's a better class of place than one might expect, dark woods and white walls and expensive spirits. The wide, tall windows let in the lights of the fair, but not the noise. I watch coloured lights dapple across the patrons of the bar, and I think.