Title: Second Servings, Second Chances
Chapter: 1
Author: MelxxWhoLuvsYa
Fandom: CSI Miami
Season: 7
Pairings: possible R/N, hints of E/C
Rating: PG13/ T
Genre: Mystery/Romance
Spoilers: None

Author's Note #1:Hello readers and welcome to my second CSI Miami fic. This, is the sequel to Revenge is a dish best served Russian and continues immediately after the finale. I suggest Revenge is read first.

Author's Note #2: A new character created by myself shall be introduced next chapter. Though I know most readers dislike the idea of "OC"s, I hope you will make the exception for Aaron Vincent. For backgrounds and personal notes, please see my profile. As for imagery, I have a deviant ART account that will hold drawn pictures of him. These shall all be added after the update of next chapter.

Disclaimer: I neither own nor profit from any of the CSI Miami franchise or any of its relations. Any characters you do not recognise are my only property featured in this story.

Sometimes goodbye...is a second chance
– Second Chances by Shinedown

Red, Blue, Red, Blue, Red, Blue

CSI Ryan Wolfe stared at the flashing ambulance disappear into the distance with a heavy heart. The rest of the team could hope all they wanted, years of experience on the streets made him think realistically.

Dan Cooper was gone...and he was never coming back.

Red, Blue, Red, Blue, Red, Blue

Looking to the approaching silver Hummer stop feet from him, Ryan just stared grimly as the driver's door swung open, a pair of black leather loafers landing on the black asphalt and swiftly moving to the young officer's side.

"Mr. Wolfe, are you alright?"

Ryan continued to look at Horatio numbly, breathing deeply before responding.

"Yeah, I am...but Dan..." Ryan waved helplessly in the direction of the retreating ambulance that carried his friend, unable to continue. Horatio looked over his shoulder, seeing another of his CSI's slowly approach.

"How is Ms. Boa Vista holding up?"

Ryan glanced over his shoulder to his partner, seeing her being side-tracked by a questioning officer. He watched her for a moment, keeping his eyes locked while answering.

"She seems fine too, shocked I guess."

"We all are Mr. Wolfe, we all are."

Ryan turned back to the red-haired Lieutenant, not knowing how to phrase what he wanted to say. Silence surrounded the pair, somehow welcoming seeing how neither wanted to bring up their dying co-worker.

But Ryan knew they had to.

"He-...He's not gonna make it H."

Though said like a statement, Ryan hoped Horatio would tell him no. If anyone could give him hope, it was the man standing before him.

Hesitating for a minute, Horatio decided to speak the truth.

"It's too soon to tell...there may be a chance."

Chance

Ryan cursed under his breath at the word; in his entire life chance was the enemy. Luck was never on his side and chance was just another word for false hope.

The silence returned, only to be interrupted by a new voice.

"Hey H...Ryan."

Ryan turned to face Natalia and noticed her facial features straight away. Her eyes were shining with un-shed tears, red rings surrounding from previous falling. A frown seemed to be sculpted on her lips, the lower one still trembling.

Ryan continued his examination and felt an automatic protectiveness.

Arms folded and hands trembling, Natalia took Horatio's comforting smile with a small nod. The Lieutenant didn't speak yet still was offering support, in which she was grateful. She then turned to look at Ryan, and was immediately captured in his caring hazel eyes.

After a moment silence, Horatio spoke lowly, looking away from the pair and back at his lab.

"Excuse me for a moment."

Watching Horatio leave, Natalia slid her foot forward, moving closer to Ryan subconsciously. He shifted too, facing her with crossed arms, tilting his head to look her in the eye.

"Are you okay?"

Natalia saw the same care in his eyes as she heard in his voice and had to look away. She was already emotionally scattered as well as physically aching, she couldn't take any more pain.

And Ryan seemed to be the biggest of all.

Rubbing the back of her neck with her good hand, Natalia looked to where the ambulance disappeared around the corner.

"Yeah, I'm fine it's just...Dan..."

She didn't speak any further and she didn't have to, Ryan understood completely. He followed her gaze, then back to the pile of ashes where the remains of Dan Cooper's car rested. His jaw locked in anger and determination.

"We'll catch the son-of-a-bitch behind this."

Natalia looked back to him, taking his statement as a promise. She knew Ryan of all people wouldn't stop till the bad guys were caught.

But she had also learned recently...he doesn't always keep his promises.

Walking up the busy steps, Horatio stopped at the large cream wall of his crime lab, surprised at what he found.

Gesturing to a near-by officer, Horatio placed his hands on his hips, still gazing at the wall when the officer approached.

"Lieutenant?"

"Get Calleigh out here immediately."

The officer nodded and quickly walked inside the building, driven by the Lieutenant's determent command and serious tone. Within minutes, he was feet away from the Ballistics' lab.

Outside, gazing curiously at the lab wall, Horatio wondered why a fresh bullet hole was only feet from his crispy crime scene car park.

Welcome back Readers! I hope you've missed me as much as I've missed ya'll!

As I've already said, this is the promised sequel to Revenge..., and I hope you're as excited as I am to start another thriller filled story ;)

Sorry this chapter is so short, I promise they will get longer ;)

So other than a thank you for reading (and hopefully reviewing ;) I got nothing else to say.

Other than next chapter will be very, very juicy ; D

Haha, I'm only back and I'm teasing you all! Tough Noodles!

-Mel out!