R. Wolfe - Pyromania [Kayla]

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

His head was spinning.

Something creaked.

His mind was swirling.

Something cracked.

His lips were pursed.

And then the ceiling came crashing on him.

Once more, reliving the nightmare; it sent shivers up and down his spine. Having to go through it over and over again, the pain; the fear. The feeling that you wouldn't wake up, anymore. But no. It was in the past, and he had to focus on the present, or else; there would be no future.

Going against his doctor's orders, Ryan had gone to work; not really wanting to miss a part in this case. He had been assigned. He would not let any more people down.

He slipped on some gloves, taking out the piece of paper and frowning. To distinguish the words. How frustrating.

This would be a lot harder.

Especially with his fragile mentality.

And the fact one arm was practically dead.

[Kayla Cortago]

Kayla was dreading every moment that she knew she was going to be near him. With every step she took, she wanted to run the other way. They were two cogs that just wouldn't dare to mesh, and she wanted it to stay that way. She couldn't handle him around her, but she found herself smiling slightly whenever she left, despite the anger she showed in front of him.

She twitched when she saw him trying to read the evidence. She sighed and walked next to him."Have anything?" she asked quietly, not knowing that he had just started. She had more evidence in her hand, but she would see if he was having luck."Why are you even here right now?" she asked/whispered. Her intense dislike towards him couldn't take over her curiousity.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Almost instinctively, Ryan turned around and directed a slightly inquisitive glance towards her. ".. Nothing, yet," he muttered, wondering where he had seen this woman before. Almost everything he knew was a haze.. he needed a refresher's course before he did this. It was annoying, but needed. So he did.

He swallowed at the question, using his one good arm to raise the paper to the light; squinting his eyes at the words, hoping to see something, before realizing he would have to fix it digitally. He looked towards her, a small smile on his face. "Because I have people counting on me. And because all those who died need someone to tell the world who hurt them," the Trace expert stated simply, before moving towards the computer.

[Kayla Cortago]

"So... you want to risk it when someone can do it. You want to have the chance of messing up and hurting yourself even more than you are?" Kayla asked, her voice low. She knew people cared for him...Ashley would kill herself if anything happened to him...She had to make sure her knew that well enough."Ash...you know what you would do if anything happened to her...She would kill herself, too, if anything happened to you, too," her voice was full of jealousy. She couldn't hide that emotion that she had when she said anything about Ashley. She put the evidence on the counter.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

A soft laugh escaped his lips, and he turned to look at her once more; some sort of bliss found in those hazel optics of his. "The keyword, miss," he had totally forgotten her name, "is if anything happens to me." And he then places the paper on the LCD touch screen, seeing it appear on the large screen before him. Frowning, he types a few commands into the machine, and watches as it recovers the words, pixel by pixel.

[Kayla Cortago]

"The way you are always getting into things...It seems to be a when," Kayla said her voice barely a whisper.She looked down, hiding the fear and jealousy in her eyes. she couldn't explain her own feelings, and she hated it. She looked back up and sighed. He couldn't remember her name. Pain entered her emotion-filled eyes."I'm Kayla Cortago...You do r-remember me, right?"she asked quietly, as she stared at the text. She couldn't tell yet what it said."I-I have some more evidence for you. More paper, actually" she said, her voice a little louder.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Ryan looked at her, somehow feeling responsible for the way she was feeling. He placed a hand on her shoulder, pat it once, and went back to work. "It's okay. I'm not going to die yet," he said with a soft smile, and then the name shot across his mind. Kayla Cortago, one of the new girls, Drug Identification. Why he had to be told one word and everything would come back was odd. But, he wasn't complaining.

"Yeah, Kayla. I'm sorry. The hospital thing.. it made my mentality a little.. well, unstable," he murmured, and then blinked at the announcement of evidence. "Hey, thanks!" he said happily, and turned around to face her.

"Where is it?"

[Kayla Cortago]

Kayla looked down and sighed."I-I Know. I just seem to forget that... Yeah," she said, ending it akwardly. She turned from him and walked back to the counter with the evidence. When she turned back, her eyes went to the enlarged paper."It's an address..." she said quietly and her eyes widened, then went back to regular size."That's Ashley's isn't it?' she asked quietly.

What she didn't know was that it was Michaelan's handwriting.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Ryan blinked when she said that, tilting his head to the side slightly. "You okay, Kayla? I know I get on your nerves.. did I go too far?" he asked, a small frown on his face. He didn't quite like it when Kayla was this way, sad; melancholic. He would have hugged her had she not been in such a relationship with him. They were like sand and water. Impossible to mix. No matter how much you tried to move the sthingy around and around, or a mixer.

"Ashley's what?" he turned his head, looking at the image he himself had managed to recover. He swore unprofessionally, slapping his forehead.

"Oh, God.."

[Kayla Cortago]

Kayla smiled and shook her head."No, Ryan.... It's okay," she said quietly before his mood went staraight down. She studied his expression and looked down."That isn't a doctor's writing, is it?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper."Ryan... Tell me what's up, okay?' she said quickly and ugently.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Almost instinctively, Ryan removed his lab coat; groaning and rolling his eyes in annoyance. He turned to look at her, a dead-serious look resting in his usually childish, shimmering eyes. "Let's just say it's a pyromaniac psychopath who's out to kill Ashley and I. Let's just assume that's who wrote it," he mumbled, hand moving to rest on his gun holster as he started to run through the hallways.

God condemn him if he would not be able to make it in time.

[Kayla Cortago]

"Ry!" Kayla yelped as he ran out of the office. Let's just say it's a pyromaniac psychopath who's out to kill Ashley and I. Let's just assume that's who wrote it. The words rang in her head as she ran after him, ignoring the looks from the other people.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Almost instinctively, Ryan whipped around, looking at her with a slightly different look upon his face. "Kayla.. I can't bring you into this. You'd.. you'd be having your life on the line if I dare to actually let you come with me. Michaelan's insane. She's crazy. She'd kill you if she realized you and I had some kind of.. of connection," he mumbled, hand still resting on his gun holster as he looked at her.

"The lab's lost me once, and they can lose me again. You haven't even had a chance to soar yet. You need to live, before you plummet back to earth.. like I did."

[Kayla Cortago]

"Ryan...Why do you think I wanted to be a CSI? I wanted to help people and have justice served (corny). You and Ash are the people, and I am gonna help no matter what you tell me. Incase you haven't noticed, Ash and I have been close from the time I first got here, and nothing is going to stop me from helping her. Got it?" Kayla said, determination in her eyes. Gosh, we're switching places now, she thought, knowing how annoyed and exasperated he would be with her.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Ryan felt some kind of grin appear on his face, and he nodded. "Just what I wanted to hear. You're gonna need determination to even try to keep up with me. Come on," he outstretched his hand; what was once an annoyed, frustrated look; now one of some kind of admiration, and a hint of happiness. He laughed a little, running his fingers through his hair.

"You're not gonna keep me waiting, are you?"

[Kayla Cortago]

Kayla had the look of suprise all over her face. She smiled slightly and started walking, passing his outstreched hand, just because she couldn't see it."Are you ever not full of suprises, Ryan Wolfe?" she said with another small smile. As he was beside her, she moved her hair where he couldn't see her face, as it was covered with a large smile, despite the grim setting.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Ryan blinked at the question, letting a look of mock-thought cross his face, before shrugging his shoulders. "Dunno, don't care. Let's go," he took her hand, starting to run down the hallways; shouting a loud 'fuggetaboutit' at Stetler, who was about to get his ass for trouble with which he wasn't even related to.

[ OOC;; if I'm not mistaken, this sorta continues in 'Fire Burns', neh? ]

[Kayla Cortago]

[IDK, but... Well, that whole plot is over, I think. xP I say we call this to a close, then? ]

Kayla ran after him, which was much better than being dragged. It felt strange, to say the least, having him grabbing her hand. She wasn't slow, if that's what he was worried about.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

[ OOC;; okaaay. xP ]

Ryan looked back at her, raising an eyebrow at the look on her face, before shaking it off and continuing to move on. "All you have to do is keep moving. Just don't give up on me," he mumbled under his breath, before finally reaching the Hummer.

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