Title: Never Again
Author: LiLAqUaMaRiE
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Pairings/Characters: All of them.
Rating: R/M
Genre: Drama, angst
Warnings: Mentions of death, violence, etc.
Reviews: Constructive criticism is appreciated. Flames will be ignored, thank you.
Summary: An attacker is on the loose and there's already been victims. Can the CSI Miami team find the attacker before he strikes again?
Disclaimer: I don't own "CSI: Miami" or anything related to it. So don't sue me please!!!! I'm already poor as it is. Don't need a lawsuit to put me out on the street.
Note: First time at an Episode Fic Style, so bear with me.

Seen it before, but not like this
Been there before, but not like this
Never before have I seen him this bad
She's just a woman, never again
- 'Never Again' by Nickelback

Never Again

"There are more pleasant things to do than beat up people." – Muhammad Ali

Part Five

Marcus Wade was back in the interrogation room staring at a pissed off Horatio Caine. "What am I doing here again? I told you I never hurt Janet!"

Horatio stared at him with hard eyes, "Mr. Wade, my patience is running short today. You're here to answer my questions – are we clear?"

He was responded to with a glare.

"Lance Adams, who is he?"

Marcus shrugged his shoulders, "Never met the person."

"Are you sure about that Mr. Wade?"

Wade glared at him again as he crossed his arms across his chest. "I'll tell you again I never met the person."

Horatio stared down at him pointedly, "But you have heard of him."

"What's it to you?"

Horatio calmly eyed him, "Mr. Wade we can do this the easy way where I ask and you respond or we can do this the hard way if you prefer that option better. Piss me off any further and I'll make sure you'll regret it."

"I hate you."

Horatio nodded, "Acknowledged; Lance Adams, who is he?"

Marcus rolled his eyes before sighing, "I only heard of him a few times through Janet." He uncrossed his arms placing them on top of the table in the room, "Janet would usually be on the phone talking to her best friend…." He shrugged, "Something about some problem she had or something like that, never cared to know."

Horatio peered at the man before him in silence.

"Janet would occasionally after the phone calls curse out some guy by that name – saying that he was a 'total asshole that should die in hell'." He swallowed quickly, "It got to the point I got curious about what or who she was talking about and so I asked her." Marcus stared up at Horatio, "Lance Adams was the husband of her best friend; seems he was abusive to her or something like that."

Horatio nodded, "What was the best friend's name?"

"Maria Adams."

Boa Vista walked towards Calleigh, "Here are the additional records you requested that I found on Lance Adams – it seems he made a recent purchase via a credit card."

Calleigh scanned the papers, "Really? You think people would realize what not to do when trying to hide from officials." She shook her head as she rolled her eyes, "They never learn."

Natalia gave her a small smile in response but stood quiet for the most part.

Calleigh noticing the silence questioned Natalia, confused, "You okay?"

Natalia nodded, "Cases that involve abusive relationships hits home I guess."

Realization dawned on her and she nodded in understanding, "I bet. But remember you're a CSI - you're strong."

Natalia gave her a small smile, "Thanks." She said quietly.

Calleigh smiled at her fondly, "No need. We're friends." She glanced back down at the papers in her hand before gazing back at her friend, "Now let's go to the others; it's time for us to apprehend this person once and for all."

With that the both of them went in search of the others.

"Ready? On the count of three we go, understood?" Horatio stared at his team each in the eye watching them all nodding back in silence.

He held his gun out and ready for anything.

"One…two…three…" He kicked the door to the apartment open, each CSI team member held out their gun in their hands as they spread inside.

But the only thing that greeted them was silence.

Ryan surveyed the room, "Damn it." He rubbed his tired face with a hand, "He's not here."

Natalia glanced around too, "I don't think he was in here for a while now…." She stared at the others, "Do you think he knew we were on to him?"

Eric shook his head as he placed away his gun, "Really doubt it." He glanced at a silent Horatio, "Should we start searching the apartment for clues?"

Horatio was unable to respond when Calleigh spoke up. "No need to."

They all turned to stare at her.

Calleigh lifted a paper in her white plastic glove covered hand; the paper had an address written on it, "I think I know where our little friend went to with Susan."

Horatio turned to Natalia and Ryan, "Get back up and meet us there."

They both nodded.

Ryan was in the police car driving with Frank in the passenger seat next to him, Natalia was in the back seat. They were driving towards where Horatio and the others were supposed to be when they heard an announcement on the police radio.

"Calling all cars, calling all cars…be on the look out for a 1997 black Honda van with the license plate number 589-ADM. I repeat be on the look out for a 1997 black Honda van with the license plate number 589-ADM. If seen approach with caution, driver is armed and dangerous. Repeat if seen approach with caution, driver is armed and dangerous. Call for back up..."

Ryan glanced quickly at Frank for a moment before going back to the lanes in front of him. Frank took that as his cue to speak, "I ended up doing further research on Adams and was able to pull up his license." He shrugged his shoulders, "Figured it couldn't hurt to report it in case he's not at the address Horatio is going to."

Ryan snorted, "Well hopefully he'll be there and this case will soon be ove-" He was cut off in his speech by Natalia.

Natalia was staring out the window at another car that was slightly ahead of them on one side of them, as they were waiting for a red light to change. "Hey isn't that the license plate number that was reported?" She questioned out loud.

Ryan peered back at her from the rearview mirror, "What?"

Without turning around she asked another question, "What were those numbers again?"

Frank automatically replied, "589-A…"

Natalia snapped her head around to stare at him, "ADM…589-ADM!" She pointed at the black Honda van that was driving away, "It's him! Follow it Ryan!" She yelled out.

Ryan didn't need to be told twice and he sped after the other car that started to pick up speed. Frank picked up the radio com, in attempt to alert any other patrol car that was around. Natalia decided to call the others to inform them of what was happening.

"Horatio, Frank was able to track Adams' license plate, we're chasing after him." Natalia spoke into her cell phone. She paused, listening before continuing, "From the looks of it, it seems he's heading to where you guys are."

She listened again to what she was being told, nodding to herself as she did. "Gotcha, I'll inform them." She snapped her cell shut, "H's got a plan."