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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:
The three men and the doctor then half carried, half dragged Ryan and Natalia to the van doors before pulling them inside and driving off with none the wiser, or was there?
Sirens blaring....radio static ringing in the air as police are calling one another with any news...those are the only sounds outside 176 South Crescent Street.
Drag marks....no sign of struggle....blood pool....crow bar, blood stained...those are the only sights outside 176 South Crescent Street, those and the silent Lieutenant staring at the puddle of blood near the road side.
"Nothing inside H, it happened out here." Eric said grimly.
He held some guilt, if he didn't just shrug Ryan off, maybe if he didn't use Calleigh and Horatio's appearance in his lab to get off the phone, his two friends would be okay. He felt like a jerk, not caring, other than getting his own work finished so he could talk to Calleigh.
That was how down Eric Delko felt at that moment.
"Cases left on the sidewalk along with ladder, they were focused on the tire." Calleigh said, scanning the scene.
She was figuring out the situation based on how the scene looked and on her phone call with Natalia, one of her closest friends and she heard everything that had happened. It seemed to keep replaying itself inside her mind. Although this would normally make a person sad it only made Calleigh more determent to catch the killer(s) and find her friends.
That was how focused Calleigh Duquesne felt at that moment.
"So I'm of no use." Alexx said her voice still sad due to the current situation. She was glad she would be of no use as an M.E, Tim was too much to bear and she couldn't even imagine having to repeat that experience, let alone twice. She hated how her "family" was in danger. She hated this whole situation almost as much as Horatio, maybe even the same. She couldn't wait until he found the bad guys as always...he had too.
That was how hopeful Alexx Woods felt at that moment.
"It seems that way Alexx." Horatio answered her. He looked at her from behind his shades. She nodded to him and got back in her car to go to the hospital.
Horatio stood as he watched the assembling officers and C.S.I's before him, waiting for his command. They knew to be wary of him, two of his people were missing, he may not be a Lieutenant who shows emotion but anyone could see the anger etched within the lines of his face. He wanted so badly to make Ivan suffer for this and he would, he defiantly would.
That was how determent Horatio Caine felt at that moment.
"So, Simon's sunk." Frank said just hanging up his phone. He checked that Simon was in a cell and despite what Horatio said he made sure Simon wasn't given any pity. He stood there looking to the Lieutenant for any response but was met by a sharp nod.
"Horatio, what about Sarnoff?" Frank asked him and Horatio's steel glare seemed colder. "I think Ivan deserves another visit." Horatio said deeply and walked to his Hummer preparing to face Ivan once again, and for the last time.
///Opening Credits-Won't Get Fooled Again\\\
Horatio once again stood on the opposite side of the fence of Miami National Detention looking out onto the prisoner's yard. He also stood watching the filmier Ivan Sarnoff approach him with the smile he hated to see.
"So you've been writing poetry Ivan." It wasn't a question, but a statement. "I've found a way to pass the time in this...lovely institution." Ivan chuckled once.
"And scheming seems another favourite as well." Horatio drawled. Ivan smirked again. "I have no idea-"
"Save it Ivan." Horatio growled out. "Now...where are my C.S.I's?" He removed his shades and stared Ivan in the eye. "Ah yes, I've seen the news. Such a terrible situation, it would be terrible if they were harmed."
Horatio glared through Ivan's fake concern. "They better not be." Horatio warned Ivan. "Well I'd worry more about finding those out there doing the deeds than on a man behind bars."
"Oh but I will." And with that Horatio left but not before watching Ivan being escorted off by two guards, ready to be charged based on Simon's testimony.
Calleigh and Eric were scanning outside of 176 South Crescent Street for any evidence, any leads as too where their friends were. She leaned down and, with a gloved hand she held the crow bar up to look at it from all angles. "Common crow bar, could have been bought at any hard-ware store." she commented and twirled it between her fingers.
"Whoever did this knew to cover their tracks." she said, slightly less confident, they had no evidence or clues on who to target."Whoever? Cal, three guesses who's behind this." Eric said stiffly while taken a picutre of the blood pool with a disgrunted expression.
"I know we have who's behind it but who did it? Ivan won't tell H, he enjoys this too much." she pointed out and Eric took an angry deep breath. "If H doesn't take him down I swear I'll break him out just to kill him." He gritted out and Calleigh felt the need to comfort her friend.
"Eric, we'll find them, aslong as we focus." she said sternly yet soothingly. She rubbed his fore-arm gently and he looked down into her eyes. They stayed like that for almost a minute until a shy voice broke their silence.
"Miss?" Calleigh turned to the voice, she broke from Eric and walked towards the shadow of the house in which the voice came from. "Yes, how may I help you?" she answered.
"I can help you." the voice sounded male so Eric walked over to back her up. "How would you like to help?" she asked, feeling more confident with Eric behind her.
"I saw what happened."
Ryan became aware of his surrounds before truly waking. He could feel the cold of steel, the itch of thin rope on his wrists and ankles and a warm weight on his left shoulder.
He opened his eyes an inch but squinted due to the throbbing of his head. He gathered his strength and tried again.
He saw that they were still in the van. He looked around him, 4 men and the driver were speaking to each other but in Russian, he'd picked up some from Eric but not enough to understand the situation.
He glanced to his shoulder and saw Natalia was leaning against his shoulder, still unconscious. He saw dried blood just behind her ear and guessed it was from the crowbar. He clenched his hands behind his back in anger.
The van was travelling on a dirt road, filled with potholes and dirt clumps causing the van to repeatedly jitter and the occupants to bounce. Natalia's head swung from Ryan's shoulder to hit of the side of the van. She tensed and then drowsily opened her eyes too.
The first thing she saw was Ryan's hazel eyes staring into hers. They were concerned and she tried to silently communicate with him. She found that her wrists and ankles were tied too.
He whispered a low "Shhh." And then nodded towards the group around the driver's seat, 3 men were sitting in the front and one in the back with them. A sudden outburst of rapid yelling from one made both Ryan and Natalia jump, he shifted his shoulder outwards to hide her behind him.
Out of the corner of his eye one Russian saw the movement and turned to look at the pair. He grinned and then chuckled out a sentence in Russian to the other men. They all turned to Ryan and Natalia and one mumbled again in Russian to which they all laughed.
Ryan glared back while Natalia sunk further in behind him, he had a protective aura and she felt safe within it. "So what do we do with them?" The driver asked in English just to scare them.
"I hear its breeding season in the Glades, lot of hungry Gators." One said in a slightly Southern accent. Ryan felt trembling behind him but continued to glare at their captors.
"Hmm, sounds tempting but I have another idea." The man in the back said and then continued to whisper to the three men up front. All four, including the driver turned to stare and one wiggled his eyebrows at Natalia.
Ryan's stare turned colder and threatening which only amused the men further. A buzz of a phone was heard in the front and one man picked the phone up.
"No fun for now. Boss wants them alive and un-harmed...if they behave." He read out and the men sighed in disappointment, one looked at Ryan and stared back.
"What are you staring at?" he asked darkly to Ryan who stopped his staring match to look to the floor. The man laughed once and then turned back to his comrades.
After travelling for another ten minutes the van slid to a stop. The doors opened and the blinding light caused Ryan and Natalia to close their eyes tightly. The three men if front climbed out while the one in the back approached with an evil smile...and a pocket knife.
Wow....ten chapters....wow! Can't beleive the storys come this far, and the support has been amazing :) Let's celebrate the storys birthday! *invisable cake for everyone*
So...am I still that evil? Pocket knifes! oooooh! And the stranger in the shadows...can he break the case? Or cause more confusion?
After re-reading this I notice that my writing styles seemed to change from mini episodes to story but right now I couldn't give a flying woop about it. As long as its enjoyable I like it :)
Life is still in the way of things, won't say but it just means updates are scattered and mainly wrote stright from the mind. Read and Reveiw and then there will be an update to you!
And still want to let Jag know she's the best :) anyone reading has to check out her work, the awesomest! Trust me you'll love reading it :)
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