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Story Title: Revenge is a dish best served Russian

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:

"H, something's happened!" Horatio removed his glasses, looking Eric dead in the eye in a moment of seriousness.

Eric sucked in a breath, ready to tell his boss and dear friend how their current situation just got much, much worse.

"Ivan Sarnoff escaped from prison?" Dan Cooper's question interrupted the dead silence. Repeating the words his collage Eric Delko had just announced, Cooper couldn't believe how this had happened.

"How?"

Cooper's head shot up as the Lieutenant just growled out his mental question, though he knew it was the question on everyone's mind. Eric answered, being the one who talked to the officer at Miami Dade Correctional Centre.

"I don't know the details but he had help...outside help." Eric grounded his jaw, teeth gnashing together. "Do they have footage of the incident?" Calleigh asked. Once again, everyone in the room turned to Eric, wanting an answer quickly.

"Yeah, they're watching it right now-"
"Then we shall watch it now too."

The two CSIs along with their Lieutenant left the room in a haste to collect the prison footage, leaving a baffled AV tech to resume trying to find the other missing CSIs with shaky hands.

Ryan Wolfe continued to stare hatefully at the Russian mob leader, never blinking for a full minute. Natalia Boa Vista watched the intensity of their stare off with a feeling of fear threatening to take over.

Don't do anything stupid Ryan.

"Mr. Wolfe, funny how it is you now the one in a foreign cell while I watch on, isn't it?" Both Natalia and Ivan waited for Ryan's answer, both anticipating sarcasm due to the grey-eyed CSI's nature.

"Go to hell scumbag." Ryan's comment earned him a strike of the fist from the skin headed Russian, Natalia jumped whilst Ivan chuckled quietly. "Still the hero I see. Save father, save the son, save the girl?" though Ivan's words about Ryan's friend Marc and his son were statements, Ivan's last one was a question.

Natalia's eyes widened as she stared at the back of Ivan's head. Ryan's jaw clenched as his eyebrows lowered in anger. The Russian king pin just stared back just as coldly, but with a smirk.

"I guess you both are curious of how I am standing here?" Turning so both CSI's were in his view, Ivan heard no response from either of his captives, but saw the curiosity flash in their eyes.

Chuckling, Ivan Sarnoff began to tell his tale of a bloody escape.

Horatio Caine stood over the five bodies, five Miami Dade Correctional Centre guards. The Lieutenant wore an expression of anger and pain as he gazed down at the blood pool surrounding each of the faces and torsos of the victims.

"H."

Horatio turned to face Eric, who also wore a face filled with anger. "Tapes show two dark black cars pulling into the car park and sitting there for over an hour. The cars then pull up to the east wall and all occupants of one car exit with guns."

Calleigh, who just arrived at Eric's side, took over after his pause. "The car they left exploded taking out the cameras but witnesses' state after a hole was blown in the wall, Ivan and several other prisoners began racing out and ran while the four gunmen fired at officers. Two prisoners were shot in the escape, Ivan wasn't one of them. They've just being identified."

Horatio nodded once, taking in this information. Two of his people were missing and now one of the most dangerous men in Miami was now loose...and most likely with his lost CSI's.

A mental shiver ran through the strong Lieutenant.

"During the shoot out Ivan escaped in the other unidentified black car along with another prisoner while two others ran away. None of the four gunmen were caught either. They were professional hit men Horatio." After Calleigh finished filling the Lieutenant in on the attack, Horatio looked back to the fallen guards feet from each other, four men and one woman.

Walking past his two CSI's, Horatio entered the prison morgue. Upon two steel tables rested the corpses of the two prisoners who joined Ivan Sarnoff and one other in the escape.

"Damien Lopez and Neil Doyle." The M.E announced, looking up to Horatio. "Daniel was killed by the shot between the shoulder blades while Neil took a shot to the temple." After nodding to M.E, Horatio was left alone with the bodies. Horatio looked at their pale faces with a startling fact.

He recognised them both.

Horatio remembered back to when he first visited Ivan in prison over the attacks. The Russian had been gathered in a group of fellow prisoners...these two were part of the group. Curiously enough, about two of the gang were not Russian or Russian supporters. They were two American gang leaders. Horatio began theorising about what possibilities could be meant by this.

Outside, commotion could be heard.

"Release me now or trust me your throat as well as your families will be cut in your sleep!" Horatio stepped out of the morgue to see two officers grappling a middle-aged balding man in a Miami Dade Correctional orange jumpsuit.

"Gentlemen?" Horatio said, addressing the two officers. One looked to the Lieutenant whilst the other restrained the prisoner. "We chased two escapees into the trees, the other one got away."

Horatio nodded then he turned his attention to the struggling prisoner. His frame was skinny, his eyes huge with fright, sweat beads ran in a continued stream down his face. "Sir, restrain yourself." The Lieutenant's usually calm voice was stern, demanding,

Intimidating enough to freeze the prisoner in place.

"Name please." The prisoner seemed to like he would argue with Horatio, until he caught the steel like anger in the Lieutenant's eyes. "Mike...Mike Staunton." Horatio kept his glare, "Mr. Staunton, did Ivan Sarnoff organise this break out?"

Though once ferocious with the guards, Horatio radiated an aura of one who didn't wanted to be messed with...and an aura of one you wouldn't want to mess with either.

But Ivan's Sarnoff's possibilities were much scarier.

"No, I just ran on instinct." This wasn't the answer Horatio was looking for nor was it a truthful answer. "Mr. Staunton you do realised you will be facing a plausible murder charge."

Mike's eyes bulged in worry. "I didn't shoot anyone!" Horatio smiled slightly, knowing that Mike Staunton was one more conviction away from a death sentence after he brutally murder his neighbours. "Mike, if you help me, I'll help you."

Taking in Horatio's offer, Mike made up his mind. He was about to speak what Horatio already knew.

Gathering in the prison court yard, Mike along with his fellow South Miami Mala Nocha brother, Damien Lopez. Having received a message from the Russian king pin, both men were interested in what Ivan Sarnoff had to say.

"Good afternoon my loyal followers and new friends-"Ivan gestured to Damien and Mike. "Now, as much as we enjoy this fine institution-"many grunts and curses in Russian were uttered. Chuckling lowly, Ivan continued.

"Now, I hope our Mala Nocha friends can help us in my plan...

"Dear friends, my plan is simple...it is already in motion...and if it goes according to plan, we shall all be sitting happily on a private plane to Mexico next week." This sparked an interest in both Ivan's followers and the two Mala Nocha members.

"Now, I have the willing men with the skills to do so, but my Mala Nocha comrades, we will need your help in gaining equipment to do so. If you agree, my men on the outside will have the plans ready to give to yours. Do you accept?"

"Done." Before even consulting his partner, Damien Lopez made the pact with a Russian devil.

Smiling, Ivan extended his hand and shook both of the men's hands. Smiling wider, he looked over their heads and chuckled, "Excuse me my friends, I have a visitor."

Each man at the table turned to glare as Lieutenant Horatio Caine of the Miami Dade police department stood only a thin fence away.

This was enough of a confession for Horatio. "Take him." On his order, the two officers escorted a shaking Mike Staunton to his cell.

So you now know how Ivan escaped, the remaining question is: what will he do now that he's free?

Find out next chapter!

Mel out :D

P.S: A reader brought up an intresting question last chapter, one I bet a few of you have being wondering too. Just to clear the air a lil, I'll put up the explanation here:

As I (well Ivan) stated, a CSI would be targeted once, then if they lived, the attacker would move onto a different person. Then why were Ryan and Natalia targeted twice?

Answer: They weren't.

Ryan wasn't the target in the first attack, Alexx was (chapter title: Target: Alexx), the bomb was meant for her, Ryan was just in the wrong place at the wrong time (a.k.a the colapsing Trace lab)

Yes, Natalia was already targeted along with Valera with the PMA poison, but you will also recall that Ryan was meant to work the Samuel's house alone, he just asked if Natalia wanted to tag along.

Therefore the attacker(s) thought he would be there alone but seeing as they couldn't get to Ryan on his own, they attacked both.

Ryan's attack was suppose to be beaten to death with crowbar, fortunate for him, the Russians were spooked into taking Ryan and Natalia by police sirens.

And the reason why the Russians didn't kill them will be revealed soon...MWHAHAHAHAHAHA