Some One to Stop Him

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI Miami or the characters in the show. If I did—things would be very different right now.

Rating: Umm…mentions of abuse. Don't know how violent or graphic I'll make it. I just want it to be realistic. Will let y'all know in the warning for each chapter.

Distribution: here only

AN: I just started watching CSI Miami and am really into Nat/Eric so that's wat this story will be centered around.

SPOILERS: this ep starts off during Internal Affairs only Nick isn't going to die in this episode. Bastards always get the easy way out and never have to pay for their sins in this world. But in this fic he will have to answer for his actions! MUWAHAHAHA!! Oh and in my world Nick was never able to get a TRO against Natalia!

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Never Alone Part B

Natalia could feel him. She could always feel him when he was doing this. His gaze felt like a force pressing against her back; gripping her neck.

She shrugged her shoulders; she was starting to ache.

Moving the lit magnifying glass over the sleeve of the jacket their victim was wearing when he died, she spotted a thin fiber. Using her tweezers, she leaned in and lifted it to the magnifying glass.

"Hey, what did ya find?" asked Calleigh brightly.

Natalia straightened up with a start and gasped slightly, "Oh my gosh," she breathed smiling, "people need to stop doing that to me."

"My goodness," laughed Calleigh, "why are you so jumpy lately?" she asked.

"Ah, that question I can answer," Natalia returned, looking back through the magnifying glass, "look behind me."

"What?" asked Calleigh, looking around the lab.

"Behind me at the reception desk," said Natalia placing the fiber in an envelope and labeling it.

Calleigh turned to look down the hall at the reception desk, "Is that your ex talk-"

"Buttering up the security guards? Yes, that would be him," she turned to look at Nick as well, "turning on the old charm." She studied him for a second, "Wow, he is really laying it on thick."

Calleigh, her smile gone, looked over at Natalia. The woman was trying to make light of him being in the lab, but she was jumpy and her body language was agitated.

"You want me to get him outta here?" she asked quietly.

Natalia sighed, "no, just let him—ah, I don't care anymore," she turned dismissively, confused about her feelings. She picked up the envelope and said, "Found yellow fibers on his right sleeve and right pant leg."

"Terriffic, I'll run them over to-"she was cut off by a knock at the door. They turned to find Nick leaning against the door jam.

"I'm sorry," Calleigh began immediately, having expected this, "civilians aren't allowed in the labs."

"I know," he fired back smirking, "just talked to Jake. Real helpful guy. Told him that I need to see my wife-"

"Ex," Natalia interrupted, "what do you want?"

"Lunch," Nick answered simply, "with you, let's go."

"I'm meeting up with my sisters," stated Natalia unapologetically.

"Hey, my in-laws. Been a while since I've seen them," he pushed off from the door jam and stood straight, "maybe I should stick around, say hello," suggested Nick.

"Nick," Natalia sighed, "I am beyond caring what you do, but stay away from my sisters."

He stood in the door, apparently weighing his next words before saying, "I'll call you," and left.

Natalia watched, frustrated as he smiled and nodded to the security guards and pressed the elevator button. He turned and winked at her before disappearing inside the elevator.

Calleigh turned to Natalia, "You okay?"

Natalia was standing stiffly with her arms crossed in front of her chest, shaking her head. She closed her eyes, "God, I wasn't ready for this." She turned and placed her hands on the glass table. She pressed her palms against the counter and let out a small aggravated groan, "he is still supposed to be in jail," she muttered, "He is still supposed to be in jail. This wasn't part of the plan."

"Hey," Calleigh put a hand on her shoulder, "relax. We're all here. I was standing right here, kay? He didn't do anything. And he hasn't tried anything, right?"

Natalia paused. It was one thing for Horatio to simply ask her if anything was wrong, but Calleigh just flat out asked her if Nick had threatened her.

"No," said Natalia slowly, thinking of the women at WatchOver, "your right."

Calleigh frowned; she could see the wheels turning in Natalia's head.

Seeing the expression on Calleigh's face, Natalia gathered herself, "No, you're right, h-he hasn't tired any of his old tricks and he only approaches me when I'm with other people, so that's good right?"

"Oh my God, he has tried something," seeing right through Natalia's lie, "Natalia, what happened?"

"Nothing," said Natalia more firmly. Now that she had decided what direction to go, she needed Calleigh to believe her. She couldn't risk the safety of the women at the shelter. She knew how fragile they were right now.

"Okay, how about this," Calleigh stated, she needed Natalia to be ready to talk to her. "If you need anything let me know. If you need to talk to some one or if he threatens you…you can come to me, okay?" she reassured her.

Natalia nodded, "yes, yes, I promise. If anything happens I'll get help or come to you or something."

"Good," said Calleigh not at all convinced. It unnerved her that Natalia wasn't telling SOME ONE. She knew something was bothering her. You can't just lie to a veteran CSI like Calleigh.

Natalia looked at her watch, "Christine and Anya will be here soon. I've finished with the clothes so I'll wrap these back up."

"Sounds good," said Calleigh, "I didn't find any of those fibers at the crime scene, so they must have come from direct contact with something or some one."

"Right," replied Natalia, "now we just need to find what."

"Or who," finished Calleigh.

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AN: okay, so this took a little bit longer to get out than I thought it would. But that's okay as long as it gets done and gets done well, right?

Don't worry I'm still working on the Close to Home fanfic…

REVIEWREVIEWREVIEW!! I'm holding the next update hostage...speaking of which—for now this chapter is going to have maybe four parts and then after I've posted them all, I'll morph them into one big chapter, but for now…I'm just going to post them as I have time to write them (in sections).

Oh and here's an odd question, but I'm having a real problem here—for u students out there—I've never quite responded to tests in this way, but the more I study for this test I have in a week…the more nauseous I get. Just plain sick really. I have this vision of spending the exam time in the bathroom. This has NEVER happened to me before…any suggestions on how to RELAX! And just calm down b4 I flippin FREAK THE EFF OUT!!

Oh..focusing on other things seems to help (like this chapter), but I GOTTA STUDY!!

THANX