Being as I'm in a rather happy mood, I'm going to dedicated this chapter to all my reviewers! Thank you for reading, and sticking with me on this!

After filling Horatio in on the Hummer's owner, he had decided that the best course of action would be to visit the Mayor in person, rather than sending out someone else. They had stopped by the lab to get Speed (Calleigh wasn't really in a fit state to be talking to the Mayor), and now the three were in a Crime Lab Hummer driving towards some of the most expensive houses in Miami.

They pulled up to a guarded house, and whilst Horatio dealt with Cheryl turned to Speed, both of whom were sat in the back. 'Sorry if I got stressy with you earlier… I'm a little…'

'Stressed?' Smiled Speed.

'Something like that.' She glanced out of the window at the driveway they were driving up.

'Must be nice to have this much money, eh?' Asked Speed, watching her look in amazement at the immaculate gardens.

'Are you kidding? This would be my idea of hell. It would get so boring, could you imagine having this much money, but having to pay someone to be your gardener. And bodyguards?' Cheryl shuddered, 'I would hate the trapped feeling with a passion. No, give me a firehouse to convert and I'd be happy.'

'A firehouse?' Said Horatio, tuning in on their conversation.

'Yeah, my cars below me in a garage which would be big enough to hold them, and work on them. Me living above them, and a pole to have fun with as well.'

Speed laughed, 'strangely, I could see you living in something like that. But how many cars are you expecting to have?'

'Just one more, but I might have to get my car from New York at some point.'

'You have two cars?' Asked Horatio.

'No, I have three, if you could call a Hummer a car. Which is why I would need a big space for them to fit in.'

'I'm not going to ask,' said Horatio.

After a drive up, what Cheryl guessed had to be, the longest driveway in Miami, they had finally arrived at the house. The three got out and surveyed the immediate grounds. Off to one side, eight cars were lined up, ranging from overpriced SUVs to sports cars.

'Well, I guess I'm not the only one who likes cars, oh my,' Cheryl gasped, walking over to one, 'they have a TVR!'

'Well, it's reassuring to see what my taxes get spent on,' Speed grumbled.

'Cheryl, this is hardly the time to be looking at cars.' Reprimanded Horatio.

'Sorry,' apologised Cheryl, looking immediately guilty for being distracted from her job. She kicked herself mentally, angry for forgetting why she was here, before following her colleagues into the enormous house.

They were met by two men in suits and shades who led them through the house. 'Hey, Horatio, you should go out for drinks with these guys sometime. They wear their sunglasses inside too,' joked Cheryl.

Horatio merely raised an eyebrow, whilst Speed was desperately, and unsuccessfully, trying to turn a laugh into a cough.

Finally, they were led into a large study. The mayor was sat behind a desk, mulling over some paperwork, a large glass of whiskey next to him. 'Officers, how may I help you?' He asked, after the introductions had taken place.

'We have reason to believe that a car registered to your son may have been involved in an incident.' Said Horatio.

'What has he done this time,' sighed the Mayor.

'There was an RTA and one of our colleagues was involved,' said Cheryl.

'I'm sorry, an RTA?'

'A Road Traffic Accident. I'm sorry; I think that may be an English term coming through.'

The Mayor half smiled, 'and how is life across the pond?'

Cheryl looked confused, 'probably cold andraining. I don't know. I haven't been back there for a few years.'

'Sir,' interrupted Horatio, 'the vehicle in question was a Hummer. Do you know where your son is so that we may discuss this with him?'

'He's a student at UM. We don't see each other much these days, what with work.'

'I guess we're going to the University, then?'

'I'm afraid I cannot help you any further,' said the Mayor, 'I'm sorry about your colleague, but I'm quite sure my son has had nothing to do with this.'

'I hope that is the case.' Said Horatio, as he turned and left the room, Cheryl and Speed close behind.

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The University of Miami was strangely busy for an evening, and parking would have been near on impossible, had they been students, but being as they weren't, they managed to park right underneath the dorm. Horatio stopped to talk to the staff in charge, whilst the other two CSIs made their way up the to the top floor of Eaton Hall

'Didn't Eric go to UM?' Asked Cheryl on their way up in the lift.

'Yes, he did,' said Speed, 'He did a B.S in Chemistry here.'

Cheryl looked down at the notebook she was holding, 'same degree as our suspect is doing. I wonder if they lived in the same building.'

'I don't know,' said Speed, as the exited onto into the hallway and walked to Michael's room. They knocked on the door several times, but no-one answered. 'Now what?'

'Well, if this place is anything like LSU…' started Cheryl. She moved to the next door and banged on it, 'there is always someone around.'

'Why hello there, sexy,' she was greeted with by the owner of the next room.

'Hi,' said Cheryl, flashing her badge.

'Oh, whoa, sorry,'

'No problem,' she said, putting her badge away, 'we're looking for Michael Rollins, any idea where he might be?'

'Nah, sorry, not seen him since this afternoon.'

'Okay, and you are?'

'Richard Price.'

'Well, Richard, if he does happen to appear, could you call me on this number?' She asked him, handing a card over to him. Richard took it, nodding his head.

'Hey, what's he-' he started to ask, but was stopped by the fire alarm going off. 'Not again. These things are always going off,' he grumbled as he was joined by the rest of the floor in heading towards the stairs.

'Guys,' I don't think this is a drill,' Speed shouted over the noise of the alarm, pointing to the smoke that was starting to come pouring out from underneath Michael's door. He went to try the handle, but Cheryl stopped him. 'Taking a bullet for you is one thing, but I am not about to burn to death for you!' She told him, dragging him away.

The two ran down the stairs, the last to exit the building, when, as they went to join Horatio, the top floor exploded. Cheryl flew to the floor, holding her hands over her head as bits of rubble began raining down on them.

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Cheryl was sat on a bench, watching a medic wrap a bandage around her waist, which had managed to be cut from a piece of falling glass. Around her, various students were being treated for various injuries.

Horatio, who had been talking with the Fire Chief, hurried over when he saw that she was done. 'How is she?' He asked the medic.

'Fine, but she should have a jab to protect from any infection.'

Horatio looked over at Cheryl, she was throwing her top into the trash can, and looked unusually calm, 'you didn't tell her that, did you.' It was a statement, not a question.

'Hell no! She's the one who knocked my partner out when he tried to give her a jab a while back. I'm not stupid.' Horatio suppressed a smile.

Cheryl was joined by Speed, and Calleigh, who had just arrived. 'A bikini?' Said Speed, after he had checked she was ok. He had a bandage wrapped around the top of his arm, also caused by falling debris.

Cheryl glared at him, 'I was enjoying a day off, before this happened. At what point do you think I have had time to change?'

'Hey, I'm not complaining. You should wear it to work more often'

'You are so lucky I promised my uncle that I would try and control my anger more,' Cheryl told him, through gritted teeth.

Speed turned to Calleigh and grinned, 'so how about it? Wear a bikini to work day?'

'Somehow, Speed,' said Horatio, as he came over and joined them, 'somehow, I don't think you would look very fetching in a bikini.' Calleigh and Cheryl burst out laughing. 'Speed, Calleigh, the fireman have just cleared the building for us,' he said, changing the subject, 'I want you two find out what happened up there.'

Speed stared up at the building, 'please tell me the lifts are working again,' he groaned.

Horatio shook his head.

'Come on,' said Calleigh, dragging Speed away, 'the exercise will do you good.'

Cheryl turned to Horatio, 'She seems chirpier. What happened?'

'The doctor called; Eric is in the safety zone now. He's still asleep, but he's going to be fine.'

'That's great news.' Cheryl let out a sigh of relief,'so, what do you want me to do?'

'I don't know, it depends on whether or not you have the injection the paramedic wants you to have.'

The colour fell from Cheryl's face faster than the speed of a bullet. 'You are going to have to suspend me before I take that.'

'Relax, I'm not going to make you. It just means you aren't going up there. We don't know what happened and I'm not risking your wound becoming infected. It does mean, however, that you are going to have to walk around the parking lots and see if you can locate the Hummer.'

'That, I can-'

She was interrupted by Horatio's phone. 'Caine… yes…yes… I'll be right there.' He shut his phone and looked at Cheryl, 'I don't think the Hummer will be found here,' he said, 'that was the mayor.'

Cheryl looked expectantly up at him.

'It would appear we are dealing with a kidnapping.'

Firstly, thank you so much for reading, and reviewing! You have no idea how much that makes me smile (simple things, simple minds... lol)! All your comments have been much appreciated.

I was asked what an RTA was, and I hoped i managed to fit that into the story ok.(In case you missed it, and RTA is a Road Traffic Accident.)

I try to post every few days (on the belief that if you are anything like me, when you start reading something you like, you want to keep reading) but in this case, for those of you who are enjoying this, the wait is going to be a little longer this time. I am off to Texas tomorrow, and I don't know when I'll be able to update again, until at least the middle of next week. But don't worry, I'm always thinking of this fic in my head.

As i think I mentioned at the beginning of my first part, this 'series' is going to go to Vegas, and eventually New York, (in a nice big crossover!) I'm just having too much fun picturing things in the other cities, and with the other characters... but that's a little while off yet. I just thought I'd let you know where I'm going with this. :s

But anyways, thanks again for reading!