Story Title: Revenge is a dish best served Russian

Season(s): Mainly set in season 7, timeline may vary.
Pairing(s): Ryan/Natalia, Eric/Calleigh, (other pairings may occur...I'm making the story up as I go along)

Disclaimer: If I did own C.S.I Miami do you think I would be writing this story instead of snuggling in Jonathan Togo's strong, muscled arms? *sigh* Stupid O.S.F.D (Obsessive. Sexy. Fellas. Disorder) I only own the OCs...

Now on with the story...

Previously on C.S.I Miami:

The avenging angel had save his people.

Sighing as she signed her name for the fourth time, Maxine Valera couldn't wait to escape Miami Dade National Hospital. Having spent the past few days in a hospital bed (though for most of her time she was unconscious), the D.N.A tech couldn't wait to get home.

First a long bath, then snuggling down with an old book, losing herself in a classic.

Smiling slightly when finished, Valera handed the forms back over the desk and turned around. Smile widening when a filmier face greeted her. Alexx Woods smiled in return, leaning against the desk.

"Hey there, look who's up and about."

Valera laughed lightly, reeling in the joyous mood the motherly doctor radiated. "It's good to be up and moving that's for sure." Alexx picked up a negative vibe from the younger scientist, knowing the cause behind it.

Seconds later, the question escaped the D.N.A technician.

"Any news on Ryan and Natalia?"

Alexx released a woeful sigh, "Not yet, I've been calling but nobody's picking up." Valera looked down, sorry she destroyed the happy atmosphere the two once shared but she needed to know.

Know there was still no news? Or no hope?

"God..." Valera didn't know what else to say. Alexx looked up, waiting for the rest of her friend's words that failed to follow. Realising this, the D.N.A tech spoke the first non-worrying thought that entered her mind.

"And at the start of this week, I thought I'd be bored till Saturday. I guess the craziness never ends around here though."

Alexx smiled, "Not in Miami it doesn't."

Seconds after Alexx had spoke, a medic ran by, shoulder shoving as he did in his haste. Realising he had almost knocked his collage over, the sweaty male turned around, holding out an apologetic hand.

"I'm sorry Doctor Woods, there's three new arrivals coming into the bay, high priority."

Alexx and Valera watched the male doctor disappear out the glass doors, flashing lights announcing the ambulances as they pulled up in front of the hospital. Slowly, the two women turned to stare at each other, both wearing masks of horror.

"It could be..." Valera couldn't finish her sentence. Glancing back to the doors, Alexx's eyes widened at the three beds being wheeled inside, surrounded by worn-out medics and approaching doctors.

"Baby, I hope it is..."

Valera was confused by the maternal doctor's words. Though Alexx was afraid of what she would find, she rather Ryan and Natalia be there, inside her hospital, under her eye, within her arm's reach.

But a thought sent shivers down her spine...Three arrivals...who was the third?

Gulping, Alexx was shocked as the first gurney breezed by her. Twirling on her heels, dark eyes focused on the pale face of a Miamian officer, badge reading Blake Andrews. Though feeling her heart squeeze slightly for the young man, the caring doctor breathed a relieved sigh.

He wasn't one of hers.

This momma bear has too many cubs to worry about to take in a stray.

Shaking away her previous thought, Alexx looked at the next medical bed; this time her heart clenched tightly...a filmier face lay on the pillow, as white as the sheets.

My baby boy!

Looking up through half opened eye-lids, Ryan Wolfe didn't even notice his medical mother of sorts watch as he was wheeled away. Though the paramedics had washed away most of the blood from his face on the drive over, a crimson undertone still remained on the pale skin, evidence of his previous bloodshed.

Through the red, white, yellow and blue...Ryan Wolfe's grey eyes contained most of his pain.

Holding out a hand, Alexx almost felt the young CSI's pain. At her side, Maxine seemed just as shocked and sickened at the state of their friend.

Seconds later, another bed wheeled by, causing another round of gasps from the two women.

Though it pained her, Alexx's experienced eye caught every injury on both CSI's; the unnatural angle of Ryan's left knee, the swelling of Natalia's right wrist, slashes of red zigzagging across them both, small bumps and bruises fresh over previous painful marks.

Alexx's eyes grew darker, tears forming as she clenched her fists; No one did that to her family.

"I'm sorry sweetie, I have to run." Before Alexx could finish Valera was nodding, gesturing for the doctor to accompany their newly-found companions to their fates. "Call me when we can visit?"

Alexx called a reply as she followed the buzzing medics, disappearing through swinging doors.

"I'm sorry ma'am; you need to fill out one more form."

Turning back to the desk, Maxine Valera sighed as she took the sheet down, glancing over before taking the ready pen from the receptionist, sharply scribbling her name across numerous lines.

"The craziness never does end around here does it?"

As though to answer her rhetorical question, Valera felt a strong breeze brush by her, looking over her shoulder, the D.N.A tech was surprise. Looking over her desk, the receptionist clicked her tongue in annoyance, "Disruptives!"

In dusty clothes and splashed with droplets of presumingly their own blood, Eric, Calleigh and Horatio ran as a unit after their friends.

"CSI Wolfe? Can you hear me?"

Fighting the weights set on pulling his eyelids close, Ryan Wolfe turned his head to the un-filmier voice. Under the bright surgery room lights, Ryan was glad his eyes were half closed, otherwise he would surely be blinded.

"Loud and clear Doc!"

Hearing the CSI's mumble, the dark skinned Doctor Di Pergo nodded to her staff, a signal to continue with the procedure as planned. A nurse rushed over to the medical tray, swiping the syringe containing a healthy amount of general anaesthesia and handing it back to the doctor.

Noticing a worried glance in the CSI's eyes, Doctor Di Pergo spoke lowly. "Don't worry Ryan; you'll be fine in a jiffy! And apparently Dr. Woods says your team will be outside waiting for you when you wake."

Smiling, Ryan closed his eyes, ready for the drug to take him under in to the uncomfortably filmier darkness. The full force of his traumatic time crushed down on his will, exhaustion taking hold of his sleepy mind.

The CSI was already slumbering before the steel had pierced his skin.

I bet a lot of you forgot about poor ol' Maxine huh? Don't worry...I did too!

Only a few chapters left my dear readers!

I know what you all are thinking "What else can she make happen?" But don't worry...I have one last trick tucked up my sleeve, ready to shock you all!

MWHAHAHAHAHA!

But what could it be?

Find out soon!

Mel out!