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Story Title: Revenge is a dish best served Russian
Chapter Title: Target: Valera
Fandom: C.S.I Miami
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)
Now on with the story.......
Previously on C.S.I Miami:
"It was killing for the sake of killing."
Horatio Caine stood across from Simon Kelly. Simon was a young man, in his late twenties. He was quite handsome except for a swollen black eye, showing it had being there for less than four, five days. He wore his hair spiked with gel that, Horatio guess was the gel found on the note.
"Mr. Kelly, were you told to bring this letter here?" Horatio asked while placing the note for Calleigh on the desk. It still sickened him that his own "family" was being targeted because of him.
"I didn't bring it here." Simon answered stiffly. "Mr. Kelly that is your finger print we found on the note so why don't you try again." Horatio said to the young man who stared right back. This man also had some innocence than the late Andy Mullin's had but yet, he had a cold stare.
"Yeah, that just means I touched it. I was here, filling out a form to get my clothes back since you all couldn't find anything on them from some drug bust last week and I saw a nicely decorated note on the table. Thought I'd see what it said but it was all just riddles so I put it back. I guess I scratched my head or something when I read it but that's not a crime...Lieutenant." Horatio smiled an amused smile after Simon's statement but then noticed his arm.
"I see you have a black eagle tattoo Simon. The symbol for the Russian mafia." Simon looked down to his arm and then smiled proudly. "Really? That's an interesting fact Lieutenant, but I got this on holiday.....in Russia." Horatio then lost his smile.
"Mr. Kelly did Ivan Sarnoff threaten or bribe you into doing this for him?" At the mention of Ivan's name, Simon's smile faltered for a moment, but long enough for Horatio to see he had heard of him.
"Who's that? Movie star, old boyfriend?" he teased and Horatio smiled an un-friendly smile. "You know Lieutenant; I've watched enough law movies to know that since you have nothing on me, I'm free to leave." Simon said, standing up. Horatio watched his every move through his sunglasses then spoke in a strong drawl.
"You are free to go, but don't go far."
As Simon was leaving, Calleigh was walking into the temporary D.N.A lab to check on the girls. She can't see anyone through the glass so she calls out to them. "Natalia? Valera?" no one answers her. Then she sees a hand hidden behind the table. "Valera?!" she gasps as she rushes to her side; she's out cold and running a fever. Calleigh immediately took out her phone and called for help.
"This is C.S.I Duquesne; I need a paramedic in lab room 276. C.S.I down, pulse is weak!" Eric, who was walking past at the time, saw Calleigh and Valera and rushed in to help.
"Cal, what happened?" he shouted out as she shook her head as she checked Valera's breathing rate, it was ecstatic. "I don't know I came in here and she was down. Quick she's running a fever take her coat off." Calleigh demanded and Eric complied.
Medics soon arrived with a stretcher and loaded Valera on. Calleigh and Eric followed them as they raced to the elevator, shouting for people to move so the stretcher could have a clear path. Horatio held one finger on the button to call for the elevator as the medics raced towards him. He kept his smooth, strong posture but he was bubbling anger inwardly, no one will mess with one of his when he was through with this threat, and although he had his hunches he'd need to find a suspect first.
The doors opened and the stretcher and medics were in and going down. Calleigh stood to Horatio's left while Eric was on the right, all three watching the doors close. "H, what now?" Eric broke the silence. Horatio removed his glasses and stared at the shut doors with a determent glare.
"Keep an eye out for Simon Kelly; he is defiantly a Russian worker and knows more than he leads on." He answered but then Calleigh asked, "And what about you?"
He turned to her with the same determent look. "I...shall pay a visit to Ivan."
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Alexx was just signing out of Miami Dade hospital. She was finally cleared after the explosion and couldn't wait to get back to the lab. She hadn't heard about any more of "the threat", as the attacker had been nick named but she still worried about her "family".
She saw a precession of medical staff and a victim on a stretcher bed. She sighed; the girl looked young as she was being wheeled towards her...and oddly familiar. Then just as the girl was close enough for her to see, Calleigh and Eric burst through the swinging doors and ran after the bed. Words were being shouted such as, "Heart failure!" and "Laboured breathing!" but one word that stuck with Alexx as she felt nailed to the floor watching was, "Poisoning!"
She then took off straight after Eric and Calleigh and soon caught up with them. "Calleigh...what happened?" she asked, catching her breath. They were forced to stop just outside of the emergency ward. "Another note...D.N.A...Valera down...Natalia missing." Eric breathed out between his panting. Calleigh was worse; she couldn't even answer as she was trying to breathe. Eric and Calleigh had ran from the parking lot, across the street and into the hospital before racing up to the ambulance delivery ward and followed Valera all the way to across the hospital. Needless to say, they were tired and out of breath.
"It was another attack?!" Alexx shrieked, she had only been thinking about an attack and now, one just happened. "How did it happen?" she asked but both the C.S.I's shook their head, they didn't even know how it happened.
"Alexx...could you find out?" Eric asked desperately, he worried for his colleague and friend. She nodded deeply, "I think I could pull some strings." And with that she left leaving the two C.S.I's to wait for any news.
Calleigh then remembered, "Did you see Natalia after we left?" Eric thought for a moment. "No...You don't think-?" he didn't finish his question and he didn't have to. Calleigh took out her phone and scrolled through her contacts until she found Natalia's work number.
Natalia was still working the scene with Ryan. They still had no other evidence to process other than the glasses which were safely locked up in the Hummer. Alexx's temp had already removed the bodies and the bullets from the victims. He gave the bullets to the C.S.I's to look after so those too were then placed in the Hummer.
All was quiet in the house. With the disastrous explosion at the lab and many departments all over the place there was very few field workers to do scenes like these. There were only two officers remaining to look out over the scene also. Ryan was searching under the sofas in the sitting room while Natalia was checking the hall closet, both looking for the murder weapon in case it was left behind.
Suddenly a vibration in her pocket made her squeak in fright and jump back. Ryan heard this and automatically ran out to her. "Nat, you okay?!" she was laughing at herself when she turned to him. He had his gun drawn and a confused expression. "Just got a fright." She told him and he blushed slightly. He had gone "Super-Cop" for nothing.
She took out her phone and checked the number, it was Calleigh. "Hello-"Natalia had barely got out a greeting before Ryan could hear a worried voice on the other end. "I'm fine, I'm at a scene with Rya-......what?!....we're on our way." She hung up and looked to Ryan worryingly. "Valera's in hospital!"
He felt his jaw drop before running out to a watching officer to tell him they had to leave. Natalia grabbed both kits and after explaining to the cranky night-shift woman of the situation and promised her she'd take the shift for her once she was back Natalia and Ryan were in the Hummer and on their way to the hospital.
Horatio walked through the prison halls and many a prisoner gave him solid death glares. They did have reason after all, he and his team had put most of them in prison. He was finally at the yard where Ivan was spending his one hour outside talking to a huddled group of fellow prisoners. After seeing Horatio waiting on the other side of the fence for him he smiled, he knew Horatio would finally come see him again over something one of his men had done.
"Ah, Horatio Caine here to visit me again, you know you should just release me, it would save you money on gas!" Ivan joked as he approached and Horatio only smiled back, but it was not friendly.
"Ivan, orange still suits you I see." Horatio replied and Ivan laughed. Horatio knew something was up, Ivan was too happy and it was defiantly over something of bad taste. "So what brings this unexpected visit Caine? I should have got you flowers."
"I'm here because your men have been hurting my people." Horatio said while cocking his head to the side. "Hmmm...I don't recall the papers saying you knew who was behind these....accidents." Ivan put quotation marks around accidents as though they were mere jokes.
"Oh, but I know you're behind this Ivan." Horatio said sprightly. He knew an actuation would not get him anywhere but it was the only thing he had. Of course Ivan reacted innocently.
"Me? Why Caine, I'm in jail, how could I possibly cause such harm to your beloved team?" Horatio chuckled once, an annoyed sound and then took off his glasses to look Ivan dead in the eye.
"We both know you have "friends" outside these walls Ivan." Horatio said dryly with no emotion. Ivan laughed a confident laugh before answering.
"Now Caine you cannot possibly convict me for something...."old friends" of mine for crime they may have or have not done."
"What did you do to Andy Muillins and Simon Kelly?" Horatio asked and Ivan smiled again, "Who?"
"One was a young collage graduate that died for your cause yesterday and the other is a young man who I will connect to you Ivan." Ivan just smiled again, loving every minute of this.
"Lieutenant, times up!" a guard shouted. It was time for the prisoners to go back to their cells. Horatio decided to give Ivan a warning. "Do not play games with me Ivan. It won't end well for you."
Ivan laughed and stepped closer to Horatio and whispered. "But Horatio, For this game is not over, not even close."
For my next victim is simply going to have an over dose. Horatio mentally ended. Ivan smiled evilly as he walked back to the queue of prisoners waiting to go back inside. Horatio watched him leave before putting on his glasses and leaving to go to the hospital. He took out his phone and called Eric. Eric saw the caller I.D and answered.
"H, what did you find?" he asked.
"That Ivan Sarnoff is behind all of this."
So, what do you all think? i did promise an update. I've used alot more of those horizontal ruleings to separate each scene to make it more like the show. It was becoming less of an episode and more of a story and that's not how I wanted it to be. I hope you like it and think it's more professional. Tell me what you think.
So, Ivan causing trouble again? Did you see it coming? You did! How? was it the summary saying Ivan was causing trouble or the title of the whole story?! Also the title came to me randomly as I was writing this and just thought, "Imagine Horatio Caine saying "Revenge is a dish.....best served Russian." and then I had the title. Tell me what you think of that too, in fact, tell me what you think of the whole story basiclly so I'll know what more you want to see. Thanks for all the reveiws and alerts people :)
Mel out :)