Chapter notes at the end, there are multiple warnings for this chapter again. I' afraid that all of the chapters from here on out will have similar warnings for them. Thanks for still sticking with this fic, I know its kina dark, Kiad


From the Russians With Love

Chapter 12

Greasy Spoon - Outskirts of Jacksonville

"Oh my god Alexx!" Emily gasped, when she saw the blood dried to the leg of her pants. She rushed to help Calleigh get her inside their hummer before pulling the pad away from her wound, wincing when she disturbed the clot, causing Alexx to hiss.

"What the hell happened?" JJ demanded, steadying Calleigh who looked ready to pass out.

"The Russians opened fire onto a parking lot full of officers." Alexx replied through ragged breaths. It was obvious that infection had already started to set in. She felt hot, dizzy and sick and she knew that she had little time to convey the information she needed to before she passed out again. "Horatio has lost it." She struggled out, trying to keep her eyes open and hissing every time Emily disturbed something as she checked at her wound. "I was shot. I had to dig the bullet out. I think it hit something. Shit Emily!" She gasped as the dark haired woman pulled the pad clean away.

"I'm sorry but I need to clean it." She replied. "You know that the infection will spread if I don't do something."

"My bag, Calleigh. In my bag, amoxicillin and a syringe. Emily, listen to me." Everything was spinning now and she knew that she wouldn't last much longer. "It needs to go straight into the infected area. Clean a spot for it to into first. I'm going to pass out in a minute so I need you to do it." Emily looked like a deer in headlights but nodded anyway, just in time for Alexx's eyes to roll and for unconsciousness to take her from them as the infection and blood loss took it's toll.

Route 95 - Georgia

The silence in the hummer was only broken by the rattling breaths of the almost corpse, spread across his back seats. Ryan looked like death. Ryan looked worse than death. The young boy he had grown to love, the young man who was so full of life and energy, much like his brother; had been reduced to a mere skeleton. His skin was pulled painfully thin over his bones, his eyes were red and leaking a yellowish discharge and surrounded by dark circles, and his ears looked painfully hot from where Eric had explained, Alexx had pulled a pair of earpieces from. There didn't seem to be an inch of him that looked healthy, from the unnatural angles his fingers were curled in to, to the whip marks along his back, emphasising his curved spine and his lack of weight. He was a mess. His rattled breaths were fraying Dave's nerves but at the same time he feared putting music on in case Ryan died in his back seat without him hearing.

They had only been on the road three hours when Morgan's hummer signalled to pull onto the side of the freeway. He pulled up behind to see Derek jump out and lead a distraught looking Eric over to his passenger side.

"Eric's staying with you for the rest of the journey." He said softly, ignoring the shouts and protestations coming from his rear window, which Speed had managed to roll down. Eric climbed in to his passenger seat without argument and Dave was afraid he would have a hysterical Cuban on his hands in a matter of minutes.

"I told you he'll try to rape my husband!" Speed shouted from the car, causing him to look up at Derek in shock before glancing at Eric who was becoming more upset by the minute.

"Time to go." He said shortly, nodding at Morgan who shut the door on Eric. "We'll lead this time." He called through his window as he set off, not wanting to stick around to hear any more of Speed's insane accusations.

Greasy Spoon - Outskirts of Jacksonville

Rather than take the route Eric had followed the last week, weaving through the towns and cities in an attempt to throw off any trail, it was non-stop, up through the east coast and straight into Jacksonville for Calleigh and Alexx. The later of whom had passed out during the second hour of the journey, only to regain semi-conciousness during the forth. Whereas the boys would be on the road for the next few hours still as they made the longer but less risky journey to Virginia by road, Emily and JJ had brought the jet to Jacksonville, on the assumption that Horatio would already be aware of Calleigh and Alexx running. They would land in Virginia two hours before the boys made it, meaning Alexx could get into surgery and update whoever she needed to on Ryan's condition before they got there.

Calleigh could have cried in relief when the turned into the rest-stop only to be met by two women. She felt herself being steadied as the dark haired woman tended to Alexx and the blonde; who had caught her apparently started to demand answers. She felt sick. The reality of what they were doing was starting to sink in, and when Alexx called for her bag she was grateful for something to do.

"Calleigh isn't it?" The woman asked as 'Emily' continued to treat Alexx, swearing up a storm at the state of her leg. She nodded, not trusting her voice, and the woman's expression softened. "I'm Jennifer." She said with an almost smile. "Or JJ if you prefer." Calleigh nodded again feeling weary down to her bones. She was given another almost smile before JJ handed her a cup of coffee. "It's not great but it will get you through until we get on the jet. Emily will be right behind us with Alexx but you and I are going to set off now so we can get it ready for take off."

"But she needs a hospital…"

"Sergeant Tripp and Lieutenant Stetler told us not to stop for anything until we are in Virginia. I'm sure they would have passed on a similar message to you." Emily said rather coldly from where she had started to properly dress the bullet wound. "Two more hours is going to make little difference to Alexx's condition other than give the antibiotics time to work. You need to go. Now. We'll be five minutes behind you, no more."

"Will she be okay?" Calleigh asked, looking worriedly at her friend.

"If we leave now then she should be." JJ replied, ushering her back towards the hummer and jumping into the driver's side. "Get in Calleigh, we have to go." She nodded and climbed into the passenger side, seemingly ignoring the blood that had been soaking the seat, to the great concern of JJ.


So yeah... Speed seems to have kinda lost it, Alexx is in a bad way and Horatio is still at large... I'm afraid its all downhill from here guys. Please let me know your thoughts on how this fic is developing.