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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:

"What do you plan to do with your freedom Ivan? Run? Hide? Celebrate?"

Ivan Sarnoff turned to look over his shoulder at the table of criminals. Smiling once more, an evil glint shined in his cold eyes.

"Net...I will not hide. I plan to kill Horatio Caine."

After watching the skin headed Russian stomp on his phone repeatedly, Ryan watched through wide eyes while Demetri caught his breath, waiting for the backlash. "So wolf-man...you try call home?" The viciousness of the Russian's voice scared Ryan, the CSI whispered, "No."

"Boy who cry wolf?"
"No!"

The Russian advanced, his clenched fist connected with Ryan's jaw, the force causing Ryan to topple backwards. He and the chair fell to the floor. Natalia struggled against her own restraints as Ryan grunted with pain. Turning to face her, the Russian raised his hand back, clenching his fist once again.

"Demetri."

Though more causal than his usual voice, Ivan's tone was one of an order. Immediately Demetri stopped his attack, rising out of his stance to look obediently at his boss. "эти полисмены пробовали избеубежать!" (These cops were trying to escape!)

Ivan raised an eyebrow as he entered, replying in Russian also. "Я вижу что они не получило очень далекими." (I see they didn't get very far.) Chuckling, Ivan tilted his head to look at Ryan.

As Ivan walked closer, the skin head picked Ryan's chair up roughly, placing him facing Natalia once more. Once he was vertical again, Ryan looked to his partner. She was still flinching slightly, a result of seeing a raised fist about to strike, shuddering with memories of her ex-husband.

Ryan felt new rage for the skin headed Russian.

Ivan crouched down to the large metal briefcase, entering in a code to the digital lock. Two clinks and the case opened slightly. Turning the case so neither CSI could see, Ivan began fiddling with the case's contents.

Smiling to himself as he saw his plan was set perfectly, Ivan turned the case for both his victims to see, laughing as their eyes widened in shock and fear.

Alexx Woods was sitting outside Miami Dade National Hospital with a heavy heart. After being told of the recent attempt to locate her two missing "family" had failed, the doctor had started to lose hope and this was devastating for her.

Especially since she had very little hope to begin with.

The only good news she had received didn't help her much, Valera was still recovering greatly, her own rib injuries from the explosion had healed, Eric could walk now with no limp...but those pieces of information weren't on the two people she wanted to hear from, they were on people she knew were okay to start with.

People she at least knew were alive.

Now that her shift had ended, Alexx waited for a cab to come pick her up. Thankfully, Horatio didn't call her husband on his business trip to tell him about the car explosion and with her children camping with their friends Alexx felt glad she would not have to worry for their safety.

Two of her work family was enough of a disaster for the motherly doctor.

Deep in thought and waiting for a taxi, Alexx Woods fail to notice the large grey car pull up mere feet from her and the door fly open.

9 hours.

Two CSI's have been missing for 9 hours.

Horatio Caine stood outside 176 South Crescent Street with a grim expression. Though the tape had been removed, the house abbandoned and the blood cleaned, the Lieutenant still felt this was a crime scene; this was where his two people went missing. This was where it started,

This was where it would end.

Minutes earlier, Horatio Caine had received a call from an un-known pay phone. The caller had only told him to drive to this house for information on his CSI's and the Lieutenant obliged, but not before calling his trusted second Calleigh Duquesne and informing her to also meet at 176 South Crescent Street also.

He had waited for her, but the time for waiting was over...he was going in alone.

Horatio Caine wasn't aware of what would await him inside the building, but he hoped it would lead to his people...

And to Ivan Sarnoff.

Calleigh Duquesne had being driving past Miami Dade National Hospital when she spotted a filmier face sitting on a bench. Pulling up onto the curb in her Dade Hummer, Calleigh hit the passenger door open.

"Hey stranger, need a lift?"

Alex jumped slightly, then laughed at herself as she stood up and walked to the Hummer. "Calleigh you scared the life out of me!" Laughing slightly, Calleigh smiled as her friend climbed into the Hummer. "I'm sorry Alexx; I thought you saw me pull up."

"I was just thinking about something." Calleigh lost her smile as her friend frowned slightly, knowing what was on Alexx's mind; Calleigh continued to drive towards Alexx's home, a stop on the way to her main destination. Driving towards 1145 Magnola Street, Calleigh noticed her phone had flashed. Pulling to a stop and after say her goodnights to Alexx, the CSI picked up her phone and saw a message.

New information.

Speeding away towards South Crescent Street, Calleigh wondered what possible information Horatio had found.

OoOoOoOo so what does Ivan have that's so terrifying and what piece of key information did H find?

Find out next time! ;D

Mel out ;)