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Story Title: Revenge is a dish best served Russian

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:

Sighing, Eric still held onto his theory that this was one giant trap.

A trap he and Calleigh were about to walk into...and one Horatio would walk into alone.

"Clear!"

This one word was shouted throughout an abandoned shuffle board course in Coconut Grove. Over the scanners, five other locations had also being cleared out by patrols.

"Clear!"

Calleigh Duquesne paced, gun in hand through each room of the large hall but no-one was in sight. The hall had been closed down due to lack of business over a year ago, ready to be demolished next week for apartments.

But none of these facts were what the CSI wanted.

After checking each room, the S.W.A.T team gathered outside, sweating and sharing bottles of water in the Miami sun. They were interrupted however, when a determined blond Ballistics expert approached.

"Enough rest, let's get going."

That one order earned Calleigh mutiny from the squad. One officer stood up to speak for the group. "Sorry ma'am, but we need a break, we're tired." Eyebrows burrowing in anger, Calleigh stepped up to the man, having to incline her neck to keep eye-contact.

"I'm sure your commander would love to hear how you refused orders from your assigned squad leader in the sake of a drink while two fellow officers are missing and lives in danger."

Though not one to let her emotions lead her judgements, Calleigh felt quite annoyed at the young officer. They had only checked three properties, added with the now seven checked by other groups meant another sixty needed to be done within thirty minutes. Though an impossible task, Calleigh knew the more they checked, the greater the chance they would find Ryan and Natalia.

No whiny kid was going to stand in the CSI's way.

Also feeling the tiredness creeping due to a night of no sleep and analysing evidence, Calleigh was not ready to take any back talk from the officer. Climbing into the back of the hot S.W.A.T truck, the CSI closed her eyes but was glad to hear the clunking of more people climbing in.

The truck set off for another destination, hopefully, Ryan and Natalia were at this one.

The blond CSI hoped, wherever they were...they were alive.

Horatio Caine pulled up a few feet from the entrance of Miami Metals. Looking up at the large sky scraping factory, the Lieutenant looked for any source of activity inside.

Climbing out of his Hummer, Horatio prowled towards the large metal gates. Gun in tow, he found a side gate feet from the steel sight-blocking gates and pushed at the door lightly.

It opened.

Glancing inside, the Lieutenant saw four black Sedans, ones identical to the cars used in the prison break-out. Next to them stood two Russian men talking, AK-47s strapped across their shoulders. Knowing he had found the dragon's lair, Horatio thought for a moment.

Lone wolf attack or call for back up.

Retreating a few feet, the Lieutenant reached for his phone and punched in a filmier number just as a bullet narrowly missed his cheek bone.

Eric Delko was tiredly sitting in the back of an S.W.A.T van, driving towards his next location. Him, along with his seven S.W.A.T officers had searched two locations on the outskirts of Miami and was now heading more towards the center.

Sitting there, bullet proof vest and helmet on, the CSI wondered would they find Ryan and Natalia in time, or was this still a ploy by Ivan and those Russians. Loosing himself in thought, Eric wondered how Calleigh was doing with her search too...

A vibration in his pocket pulled him back to reality.

Taking out his cell and glancing at the screen, Eric wondered what Horatio was calling about...unless he found them. Hastily flipping the phone open, Eric shoved it to his ear desperate for news.

"H."

Bang.

Eric jumped when he heard the gunshot, then stared in blank horror at the seat in front of him as he listened. Scuffling, birds, gunshots...silence...

"Eric, I've found their location."

Relief filled Eric at the sound of his boss' voice, but then determination at his words. Before he could ask, Horatio answered "1274 FL, just outside Frog City." Nodding as he took in this information, Eric Delko felt...hope.

"We'll be right there H." Ending the call on his friend, Eric shouted the directions to the driver and after he typed them into his GPS Eric saw the location was only ten minutes away.

Picking up his phone once more, he called another dear friend/ love.

Calleigh Duquesne rested inside the large van alongside the sweating S.W.A.T team. Though they felt negative towards the small blond Ballistics expert, she had their respect and fear, making them remain quiet and follow orders.

The silence was interrupted by a beep.

Taking her cell from her pocket, Calleigh read the number, Eric. Hitting a button with her thumb and placing the phone to her ear, Calleigh whispered a greeting, nervous of what Eric might tell her.

"Cal, H found their hide out; tell whoever's driving to go to the old Miami Metals plant near the Glades north exits." After being filled in on the exact address and repeating it all back to the driver, Calleigh was un-sure of how to ask the question on her mind.

"Did Horatio find them?"

Knowing who Calleigh was asking off, Eric sighed, one Calleigh heard on the other end. "I don't know Cal, he's waiting for back up before we go in."

Nodding to herself, Calleigh hung up with a quick goodbye. Once again resting her head against the cool metal of the van, the CSI waited, and waited...and waited.

Waiting until she knew her friends' fates.

OOoOOoOOoOOo! So the team has found the Russian lair but now what?

Is their hope for our CSI team or will Ivan truly conquer Miami?

Find out, next time ;)

Mel out ;)