To my Twilight story fans:

Hey my readers! First off I know this is different from my Twilight stories but if I just kept doing Twilight I'd become bored with it & wouldn't write it anymore. This way by branching out to other fandoms I can grow as a writer but also experience new stories and hopefully continue to keep up my other ones too and don't worry, starting a new fandom doesn't mean I'll abandon my other projects. :)

To my new C.S.I Miami fans:

Hey to yous too! I guess you haven't read my other work so the above statement doesn't apply to you but check out my other stories too! Okay now that that is out of the way I welcome everyone to the start of my 1st C.S.I Miami fic. YAY!

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Story Title: Revenge is a dish best served Russian
Chapter Title:
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) I only own the OCs.

Now on with the story.......

Previously on C.S.I Miami:

"He's not alive! It's a bomb!" she shouted and pulled Emily back with her as everyone dived for cover. Eric leapt over the body to push Calleigh backwards just as the room seemed to blow.

Eric was lying face down, on his stomach. He pushed himself up onto his fore arms. Unlike last time, he was uninjured by the blast and could move around. He looked around him and spotted many officers down, some knocked out, some dead.

He finally found the one he was looking for. Calleigh was underneath a pile of debris and trying to pull herself out. Bit of the ceiling was crumbled and some parts looked ready to cave in. Eric knew he'd have to try and get as many people out as quickly as possible.

He started with Calleigh and was at her side in a heartbeat. She was coughing violently due to the smoke from the cave in and he quickly helped her remove enough debris to pull her safely out. He then carried her outside into the hallway with was unaffected.

"You okay?" he asked her as he set her down gently. "I'm fine, help them." She said, indicating to the others inside. Eric nodded and had to tear himself from her side.

He looked around the room, checking for anyone moving. He noticed three officers were stirring near the blown out window. He quickly went to their aid. "Are you alright?" he asked them loudly and after a few coughs and wheezes they all sat up, not critically harmed.

"We can help." One officer said, nodding to the four other people in the room who were down. "Okay theirs a woman outside in the hall. I want you to help her outside, check she's okay." Eric told one of the three and he went out to help Calleigh.

"We're going to help these." Eric said to the remaining two and they set out to check their co-workers pulses. "Live one!" one officer shouted and the other officer ran to his side.

One hooked his arms under the injured mans arm pits while the other grabbed his feet. They then carried him outside leaving Eric alone.

He checked the other two's necks and wrists. Nothing. All that was left was Emily. He went to her side and saw a large blood stain on her left side, close enough to the rib-cage. He could hear her gasping for air.

"Emily hold on, helps coming." He shouted to keep her attention and she looked lazily up to him. "I'm tired, I should be in bed." She slurred out but Eric put pressure on the wound and tried talking to her. "Stay awake!" he ordered.

Emily's eyelids fluttered close and she stopped breathing. Eric tried reviving her but it was too late, she had lost too much blood. He heard cracking and looked up to the ceiling to see it was about to cave. He quickly got up and ran from the room just as it did.

Calleigh and Eric sat on the back of the same ambulance. Calleigh had a gash on her leg that the medic cleaned and stitched but recommended both go to hospital to be checked out fully. Eric refused the offer but told Calleigh to go.

"After last time, I'm not taking any chances with you." He said but she had a counter. "Then don't take a chance with yourself."

He raised an eyebrow to her but simply said. "I'm fine, besides with you and Valera out and Alexx helping at the hospital H is going to need all the help he can right now."

Calleigh couldn't argue with that so nodded slowly. Just as Eric finished speaking about Horatio, the man himself walked up to them. He asked were both alright and after clearing they were okay he talked business.

"Did any evidence survive?" he asked them. "Only the shots I took on the camera." Calleigh told him.

"The bodies, general area and a shoe print that was in the blood around the victim." She finished after remembering the print.

"That's all we have." Eric told him but Horatio put his glasses back on as he said, "That may be all we need."

////////////Opening Credits, Won't get Fooled Again-The Who\\\\\\\\\\\

"Eric have you found anything on the Simon Kelly file?" Horatio asked. Both men were in AV and looking at the large screen. "Yeah and also Ivan had an interesting visitor." Eric said while touching different keys on the large touch pad.

A series of photos came up showing Andy Mullins walking into the visiting centre sitting with Ivan and listening to him for over an hour before leaving. "Eric check has Simon Kelly ever visited." Horatio told him.

Eric pulled up Simon's mug-shot and searched for any matching faces. None showed, "No, he must have gotten his orders from an outside link." Eric said. "Okay so we know Ivan lied to us about Andy." Horatio said and then he moved some files around on the screen.

"So let's see if Simon lied about the murder." After finding the right file Horatio opened it to show pictures of Simon's clothes at different angles. He pulled up one of the bottom of Simon's shoe.

"Even if Simon did do this for the Russians why did he do it I mean why are the Russian's killing randomly?" Eric asked out. "Look at the map Eric." A virtual map divided into sections that was each police stations area then came up onto the screen.

"Now look at each killing that was within our district." Horatio said and Eric figured it out. "So it would be defiantly being one of us to process it, therefore setting the traps." Horatio finished for him.

The computer beeped after scanning the picture of Simon's shoe against the print in the blood. They were a match. Horatio smiled at the results, he caught him."It looks like Simon's luck...just ran out."

"Mr. Kelly, you seem to have out done yourself this time." Horatio said to Simon, who once again was in his interrogation room. "You know Lieutenant I think I should sue you." Simon said angrily.

"And why would that be Mr. Kelly?" Horatio asked amused. "Because you've brought me in here three times now and have nothing on me!" Simon shouted. "Oh, but I do Mr. Kelly, you murdered Scot Marshall and planted a bomb within his home today."

"Heard about that on the news. Poor guy didn't know him. Nothing to do with me so why don't you do what Simon says and leave me alone." Simon was shifting nervously in his chair and kept running his hand through his hair, a sign of fear. "Mr. Kelly, we found a shoe print in the blood that I believe belongs to you."

"You have no way of proving that because I'm not giving them to you." Simon said smugly but Horatio chuckle made him nervous once more." But I don't need them. You see Mr. Kelly I have here a picture that was taken of your shoe when they were seized in the drug charge."

Horatio placed a picture of the shoe print of Simon's shoe on the table. "And then this picture of the print before the bomb went off." He then placed the picture of the blood print on the table next to the other one. It was obvious they matched.

"Okay, so I killed the guy. I-I-I had a few drinks and thought I'd shoot a stranger." He babbled. "You're lying Mr. Kelly now try again." Horatio was now stern and slightly intimidating.

"I-I-I-I.... I did it for them." He sighed; he had no choice but to tell the truth. "Who?" Horatio asked though he already knew.

"The Russians. Me and Andy were old friends from back in high school. He always wanted be part of the "in-crowd", the ones with power. I just wanted to get out of school. I got into drugs in collage and my dealer was a Russian. He told me that I could be recruited and the drugs would be free. All I had to do was little favours. But then it got worse.....

"Andy joined in too. He stayed in school unlike me; I dropped out in junior year. At first it was just delivering drugs, driving them around, little things. Then about four-five months ago Ivan gets arrested. I thought that was us done but then he started sending messages out to us."

"What did he say Simon?" Horatio asked. This was what he needed. Ivan would rot away for the rest of his life for going near his team.

"He said he wanted a group put together, to target you and your team. I was the drug supplier and expert, I'd studied them since leaving school. Andy was our explosives specialist. He made the car bomb and the bomb in the body.

"We had some science guy, I didn't get his name but he was foreign, he told us what to wear and what to do so we didn't leave any trace behind us. He's the one who cut open that Scot guy after I shot him and put the bomb inside.

"There was this other guy, big Russian. He was there to watch us, make sure we didn't screw up or try rat out. That's where I got this." Simon pointed to his black eye.

"Because I missed that blond chick with the car. He would have killed me if he didn't need me to make the drug mixture for the coats. I took care of them and delivered them to your lab. I had to hide after they didn't work and only one was hurt during it. He said he'd get her later on or something.

"Then today's bomb. I put that in there to get Delko. Ivan wanted Delko to be the one to die, said he was the closes one to you. But it didn't work again, I even waited outside with the detonator and I saw him through the window, over the body but he didn't die!"

Horatio looked to the young man who was on the verge of tears. "They were going to kill my wife if I didn't do it. I wanted to back out at the start, I didn't want to hurt anyone not even your team but he wouldn't let me!"

Horatio felt slight pity for the man despite him hurting his team. It wasn't him; it was Ivan who had to suffer. "Did you kill the Samuel's?" Horatio asked and the young man broke out into tears.

"Yes...to save her! They said I had to kill them or it was her! I killed her parents! My parent in-laws! Even though they were nice to me I did it!" he was banging his fist on the table but Horatio let him get it out. Simon gasped a few times before retelling what happened that night.

"Simon walked up quickly to the door. His wife thought he was going to the shop for cigarettes. If he hurried he could rush home in decent time and say he searched three stores but couldn't find any. She'd believe that, she loved him to dearly not to.

After knocking and waiting about a minute the door opened to reveal Mr. Samuels. "Ah, Simon! Is Diana with you?" Mr. Samuels asked, looking over Simon's shoulder for his daughter.

"Erm, no I came alone...to talk to you...both." Simon didn't want to do it violently but the Russian man had only giving him a pocket knife to do the deed.

"Well then come in my boy!" Mr. Samuels exclaimed, putting an arm around his in-law. This was making it harder for what he had to do but he needed to get over that part. He was doing this because he loved Diana and if her parents knew they'd make the same choice.

"Margret! Simons here! Get him a drink." Mr' Samuels called to his wife as he led Simon into the kitchen."Hello Simon dear, how are you?" she asked, handing him a whiskey.

"Good thanks. And you?" he knocked back the drink, he'd need it for what he was about to do. "Well we're here alone. Ashton's gone to some football game." This news made Simon a little better. He didn't have to kill Ashton too.

"Could we go into the sitting room to talk?" Simon asked the couple who nodded, wondering what their son-in-law needed. Simon stayed back; if he snuck up behind them maybe they wouldn't feel any pain.

It was then a glint on the top the cupboard caught his eye. He quickly stood on the counter top and grabbed it. It felt cold and heavy in his hands but at least it would cause instant death, no suffering. That made him feel better.

He stalked into the sitting room, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He held the gun up and pointed it at Margret. Both were appalled and scared.

"It's to save Diana!" he shouted and with closed eyes he shot once....twice.

"Is that your confession?" Horatio asked the weeping man. He held back all emotion behind his glasses. "And-and there's something else you should know." Simon hiccupped.

"What is it Simon?" Horatio asked and instead Simon slipped his hands slowly into his pocket to show he wasn't pulling out a weapon but a folded piece of paper.

"I was told to give you this by him. He writes these in jail and sneaks them out for me to deliver." He handed Horatio the paper and watched with uncertain eyes as he read it.

Horatio's eyes widened behind his glasses as he saw the new targets.

Sooo....the confessions are coming out...along with the truth. Hope you enjoyed how it played out and everything had a reason for happening. :)

So Simons in serious trouble huh? And all for love, awww. But who are the new targets?

Also sorry if the story seems very E/C centered, I never thought it would go that way but all the parts were cruital to the story. Don't worry, things are about to change

reveiw as always and thanks for all the support :) Unfortunally I can't update as often as I want due to life and all getting in the way.

Mel out :D