A/N: Welcome to my new story! It's kinda weird, but weird is my specialty, so please enjoy!

I Know You Know


Miami-Dade Crime Lab, 2:07 pm


Ryan Wolfe walked into the DNA lab to find his beautiful wife sitting on a stool with her head in the clouds. He snuck up behind her and wrapped his muscled arms around her petite waist, planting a kiss on her cheek. She spun around, fast as lightning, pecking him on the cheek on the process.

"Ryan..." she warned in a playful tone. "What have I told you abut PDA at the lab?"

"None? But Nat, you're so pretty. You have men stare at you everywhere. I want people to know you're taken, but I'll settle fir a hug." Ryan whined. Natalia stood up from her stool and wrapped her delicate arms around Ryan's neck, plscing her head next to his beating heart. Ryan placed his arms around her face and nuzzled his face into her hair. The hug was cut short when the sound of shoes squeaking entered the lab. Calleigh Delko, a perky southern belle, enetered the DNA lab with a solomen look on her face.

"Guys, new scene. Grab your kits." she announced, her voice laced with sadness. Ryan and Natalia grabbed their crime scene kits and headed for the parking garage. Eric, Calleigh's Cuban husband, and Calleigh took one Hummer, and Ryan and Natalia took the other. They held hands the entire time, while holding an important conversation.

"Nat, we need to tell the team." Ryan commented.

"I know, but what if Horatio makes you transfer to night shift? Or back to patrol? I can't let that happen Ry, I can't." Natalia countered. With the hand that wasn't on the wheel, Ryan pat her thigh.

"I won't let that happen, Nat. Plus we have to tell them something. Alex and Alexx don't have school next week and I couldn't for the life of me find a sitter. They'll be in the lab. Two little kids who look like their beautiful mother..." Ryan started.

"And act like their comedian of a father." Natalia finished with a smile.

"We have a week, Nat, we have to tell them." Ryan sighed as they reached the crime scene. The house was a small, one story cottage with roses under the windows. It look oddly familiar to Natalia, but it didn't register until much later why.

"DB is a 35 year old white male, 5'7", 127 pounds. Driver's liscence says Allan Tripp." the medical examiner, Dr. Tom Lomman, announced when they walked in. Natalia froze in her position and instinctivly reached for her husband's hand. When she grabbed it, she squeezed it with enough force to send blood squirting to Tennassee.

"Nat, what's wrong? You seem tense." Ryan asked his wife.

"Allan Tripp is the son of Frank Tripp, married father of Alexxa Tripp." Natalia managed. From across the room, Calleigh gave her a questioning glance.

"Wife's name?" Eric asked.

"Anya Elizabeth Boa Vista-Tripp." she whispered, barely loud enough for Ryan to hear, even though he already knew that, but they had an act to uphold.

"Here, I found this next to the body, but didn't open it. It says 'CSI Natalia'." Walter said, handing her the note.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Wolfe,

Hey guys, I guess you found me. Please don't call it suicide. Some maniac broke into my house muttering in Greek. He had a sword, a two foot long, silver sword. I barely have enough time to write this before he kills me. Tell Anya and Alexxa I love them.

Best Wishes, Even in death,

Your brother-in-law, (and arms),

Allan Dustin Tripp

Natalia wiped a stray tear from her eye and handed the note to Ryan, seeing as how it was addresses to the both of them.

"What's it say?" Calleigh asked.

"That this wasn't a suicide. It was murder. Some lunatic came in, chanting in Greek, weilding a two foot long, silver sword." Ryan inserted, completly side stepping the address line about him and Natalia. Eric and Walter exchanged a look at the mention of Greek and sword in the same sentance.

"Great. Just great. Come look at the wound patterns." Tom bekoned.

"Tha vreite, Wolfe. Sounds like a threat." Eric exclaimed. Ryan's face lost all colour.

"I will find you, Wolfe." Natalia translated uneasily.

"Definatly a threat." Walter piped. By then, Tom had turned over the body to find more Greek.

"Kai i gynaika para poly. And your wife too." Ryan read, his face stark white. Eric, Calleigh, Walter and Tom took a minute to stare at the pair in awe. They had just perfectly translated two lines of bloody, misdrawn Greek letters without hesitation.

"How?" was all Eric managed.

"You understand that?" Walter asked. The two CSIs in question nodded, heading into the bedroom where the victim slept. There was more Greek. I oikogeneia sas tha sas synantisoun. Your family will join you. Boreite na trexete, alla den boreite na krypsete. You can run, but you cannot hide. A shiver ran down Ryan's spine as he photographed the calligraphy on the walls. Natalia busied herself examining the bed and sheets, anything but the Greek on the walls. Someone hurt her baby sister, and is threatening her family. Hades has no fury like a woman scorned. Alecto would be jealous of her search for vengeance. Her grip on her crime-lite had turned her knuckles the colour of sea foam. The reality of the situation caught up to her. Somebody was threatening her family. She broke down on the spot, with only Ryan close enough to know. Ryan went over and knelt next to his wife, tracing circles on her back with his thunb.

"Hey. Sssh. Ssh. Where's my strong, beautiful, kick-ass Athenian?" Ryan whispered in a loving tone.

"I'm right here, my strong-willed, super smart Hermian." Natalia replied. Ryan smiled at the nickname her and her half siblings came up with for him and his half siblings.

"C'mon Brain, we gotta protect our family." Ryan pointed out, holding out his hand.

"I know, Maia, I know." she sighed, grabbing his hand. Ryan chuckled at his old camp nickname.

"You're lucky Alex is wearing my converse today, Brain, or I'd be sky-high right now." Ryan chuckled with his family's signature smirk. By family, he means his dad and half siblings.

"As long as you don't say..." Natalia started. Ryan smirked.

"What? You mean Exatmizetai?" Ryan laughed. Natalia began to slowly disappear into nothing. She took this advantage to slap Ryan upside the head.

"Stereopoiithei." she whispered and re-appeared again. Ryan remembered Camp, and the canoe race parank of '97. Campers were cleaning fake Ichor and blood off their clothes for a week. Natalia was remembering Camp too. The great Cabin 10 prank of '99. Mango doesn't go good with anything, she laughed.

"Alright, family first, and then case." Natalia prioritized.

"Exatmizetai." Natalia whispered, while holding Ryan's hand. They both disappeared into nothing, and escaped the crime scene like they were trained to at camp. Once outside, they became visible again. They bolted three blocks north, four blocks west and a block south in record time. Alex, Alexx and the aitter were watching cartoons mindlessly.

"Hey, Jenny. We're a little e arly, but there's some things going on and we need the twins." Natalia told the sitter. Jenny nodded and accepted her pay. Ryan quickly grabbed Alex while Natalia grabbed Alexx, quickly chanting in Greek, turning the four invisible. Alex and Alexx were oblivious to the fact. They reached the crime scene, turned visible again, and told the twins to sit quietly in the Hummer till they came back. Ryan also made Alex give him back his green Converse High-Tops, trading them for sandals. Natalia had brought out her old charm braclet and put it on her wrist. They re-entered the house and began to work as if they never left. While they worked, they devised a plan. Ten minutes later, Calleigh dismissed everyone and their evidence back to the lab. Ryan and Natalia explained to the twins what they were going to do so they woukd be ready. Arriving at the Crime Lab, the twins were released from the car and one grabbed each of their father's legs. Natalia chuckled at the sight. They entered the lab and got a few strange glances, but nothing major. Waiting in the DNA lab was Calleigh.

"Who are these two cuties? Oh, Macy was so cute at this age!" she gushed.

"These are my twins." Ryan replied.

"Oh, they look like you Ryan. But why'd ya bring 'em here?" Calleigh asked, playing with Alexx's sandy brown hair.

"We found writing in the bedroom about threatening my family. The best logical choice was to protect my kids." Wolfe stated.

"That was smart. But what about their mother? On the body, there was a threat against your wife." Calleigh added.

"I think she can defend herself." Ryan laughed.

"What's her name?" Calleigh asked, sounding more and more like the dreaded campers in Cabin 10.


A/N: Whatcha think? I love how I have the story planned in my head and I want you to like it so bad it hurts. Queation of the chapter: In the season 9 premiere, if Jesse hadn't what during the Halon gas leak, he would have lived?