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 Six

Lance glared at the rearview mirror, "Stupid bastards. They think they found me out…" He sped his van faster, making a couple of u-turns here and there trying to lose them. He glanced once more at the rearview mirror noticing that there wasn't any car behind him anymore.

He smirked pleased with himself, "Lost them, score!" He drove faster; he was heading towards Biscayne National Park – heading to a more secluded area of the park that was close to the bay.

Lance turned around for a quick moment to gaze at the unconscious beaten woman who was laid out in the backseat. He laughed as he turned back around to continue driving; he had beaten her up till the point where she had passed out on him.

He spoke out to her unconscious form knowing full well she couldn't hear him respond to him. "By the time you wake up little darling, you'll be twenty feet underwater…" He laughed sinisterly at the thought of what he had in store for Susan.

Upon reaching his destination – Biscayne Bay, he got out of the car and opened the backseat door dragging Susan out by her legs. He stared down at her bloody face, "Time to go for a swim darling." He was about to put her over his shoulder to carry her unconscious body closer to where the water was when he heard a shout.

"Lance Adams you're under arrest."

His head immediately snapped upward. He saw a Hispanic looking male standing along side a petite blonde haired woman, both of them had a gun that was pointing at him. His eyes narrowed down; he held Susan's body in front of himself as a shield. "You're kidding me right?" He yelled out sarcastically at them. "You really think I'll give myself up so easily, hell no!"

With one hand, he quickly pulled out a gun that was stuffed in the front of his pants. He pointed it towards Susan's head. "I suggest you two put your guns down or the woman here gets it..." He kept hold of his gunpoint at Susan's unconscious head.

His eyes were wild; he was trying to think of a way out of the situation that he was in. He debated getting back into the car to escape, but he kept staring at the two cops in front of him who still had their guns pointed at him.

"You two really want me to shoot her, don't you…Don't test me, because I would…" He was cut off when he felt something at the back of his skull.

"Mr. Adams, I would refrain from my actions if I were you." Adams froze.

Horatio stood behind Lance holding his gun at the back of the man's head. "Drop your gun." He ordered.

Lance froze, not wanting to give up his gun, but Caine continued. "I said drop it. You have no escape route this time Adams."

Ryan, Natalia and Frank arrived at the scene, each pulling out their gun just in case. Horatio noticed them, "You're surrounded Lance; drop your gun if you know what's good for you."

Lance saw the new people arriving. He recognized their car as the one that was following him earlier. He mentally cursed them as he dropped his gun to the ground below.

With his foot, Horatio kicked the gun away from Lance, "Good." Caine spoke. "Now place her on the ground gently." He still held him at gunpoint.

Unable to find a way out, he did what he was told. He didn't want to get his head blasted off.

Once again Horatio was pleased. "Now stand and back away from her." Lance did what he was ordered again, this time though he turned around to stare at the man who had held a gun at the back of his head with pure hatred.

The others moved in; Eric went behind Adams to handcuff him as Calleigh and Ryan held their guns at him, making sure he didn't attempt to escape. Lance stared at them with hatred. Natalia went to check on Susan as Frank stood next to Caine.

Boa Vista immediately checked for a pulse, she found one. She glanced up with relief showing in her face, "She's alive, but her pulse is weak. She needs an ambulance now!" Tripp nodded pulling out his cell phone calling for an ambulance.

Horatio stared at Susan, relief shined in his eyes as he stared at beaten body. He had taken a liking to the young woman and he was glad to know she was finally safe.

Natalia gazed back down at beaten body before her; it made her sick to her stomach to see the abusive beating the woman received at the hands of that madman. She stood turning to glare at Adams who stood there eyeing them with pure hate. She walked closer to him, knowing full well he couldn't do anything to harm her. "Haven't you ever heard 'never hit a lady'?" She shook her head at him, "You make me sick." She spat out in distaste.

Lance glared at her taking a step forward towards her trying to scare her, "Give me a moment and I'll show you how much sicker I can make you…"

Wolfe eyed the man with hard eyes as he held his gun at him moving in front of Natalia, "Back off Adams if you know what's good for you."

Calleigh shook her head as she placed her gun away. She stared at Lance with pity. "You're nothing but a child with a temper." She noticed that Lance had turned his attention towards her, "You're pathetic."

"Like you're so much better right bitch?"

Delko glared at the man as he stood next to Calleigh, "Why don't you keep your trap shut Adams."

The sounds of sirens from an ambulance truck and police cars could be heard coming closer. Horatio stared calmly at Lance as Frank went where Susan was making sure she was still alive.

Caine titled his head to the side as he pulled out a pair of sunglasses, putting them on. "You know Adams, you're lucky I'm doing this, this way."

Lance just glared at him with so much hate. "That's so?" he mocked out.

"Because mark my words Adams, kicking your ass would be a pleasure."