Post by shiningzephyr on Feb 4, 2009 22:14:32 GMT -5
Title: Retribution
Author: shiningzephyr
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Pairing: Implied E/C, RaiN, HY, and JuliaStetler
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: Don't own CSI: Miami. If I had it my way, there would be some VERY different things happening in a certain season.
Summary: Kyle is missing, and Julia wants Horatio's help to find him. At first, it seems like a lie. But when a CSI is found murdered by a familiar serial killer, it becomes apparent he has kidnapped Kyle...
Warnings: Some violence in later chapters, character death, language muted to the best of my ability at various times for the sake of the forum.
Author's Notes: When this was written, it was when I first discovered that Alexx Woods would be leaving the series for good, perhaps coming back once in a while with guest appearances. This is what I believed was going to happen in that episode where she departed. Thank god I was wrong, but all the same, this has turned into my pride and joy in the fandom. Enjoy, my friends- well, try to.
..........
Miami, Florida.
It's hot. It's humid. Everyone who lives there, though, loves it. It is fun to constantly go to the beaches, visit the strip clubs, make out on the dance floor. People desperately want a piece of Miami.
And some people do not.
Take Horatio Caine, for instance. He has his own little slice of the city in his backyard- or should I say, the crime lab's backyard. It's full of bodies, blood, and weapons. Drugs, prostitutes, family, friends... oh yeah. It seems like he's got it all.
Including enemies.
Natalia Boa Vista watched the elevator doors to the crime lab open and felt her heart drop into her stomach. A woman who appeared to be in her mid-to-upper-thirties walked out of it and looked around, her cell phone in hand. She had long, golden blonde hair and piercing hazel eyes, which scanned the area rather worriedly. It was obvious whom she was looking for, and Natalia was determined for her to not find him unless it was a desperate circumstance. She quickly walked out of the room and made a beeline for DNA. She opened the door and glanced at her friend Ryan Wolfe. "We've got a problem."
The male CSI looked up from his work and frowned. "I'm, uh, kinda busy, Natalia. Can't it wait?"
"Unfortunately, right now, it can't."
Ryan sighed and looked down at the evidence he was processing. Horatio had asked him to get the results within the hour, but Natalia's tone indicated that she couldn't sit still with this news. He tuned his head to her direction and crossed his arms. "It had better be good."
She bit her lip and nodded to the hallway. "She's here."
He frowned. "Who's here?"
"She's here."
That got his attention. Usually, the woman didn't sound this worried about a person being there unless it was a possible enemy of Horatio's. Ryan looked out the window and took a piece of paper from the printer and motioned to Natalia with his head to come with him. She nodded and they both walked out, looking very interested in the sheet of paper. They passes the woman, who looked worriedly at her phone and glanced around once again, giving a cold nod to the duo that passed. As they rounded the corner, Ryan's face turned sheet white. "Julia Winston? What the hell is she doing here?!"
"Exactly my thought when I saw her," his coworker replied. "Do you have any ideas?"
Ryan pursed his lips. "Usually something has happened, or she wants to grate Horatio for Brazil and get him in trouble again. You think we should ask her what's going on?"
The woman looked back behind her worriedly. Something wasn't sitting right- it wasn't the fact that Julia was looking to destroy Horatio or anything. On the contrary; she looked as if she was ready to explode with emotion. She shook her head. "No. No, I don't think it would be a good idea to get information out of her on why she's here."
"What would you suggest, then?"
Natalia smiled. "Bring her the source of why she's probably here- the ex-husband himself."
Julia looked out the window, fingering her phone and drawing a drop of blood on her lip. She was actually scared- something was happening to their so-called 'family.' The sun shone in the room that morning, but it sure didn't seem to light up her mood. Anxiously pacing didn't seem to pass the time either. And those CSIs that she heard whispering in the hallway... that didn't make her feel any better. Maybe she had gotten their attention in some sort of way.
Actually, she knew she had gotten their attention.
The footsteps behind her proved her theory. She continued looking out the window, smiling ever so slightly and slipping her phone into her purse. "They got you to come and see me."
"What happened, Julia?"
She turned around and looked at Horatio Caine from head to toe. He didn't look the slightest bit pleased to see her there, and she didn't blame him. The two weren't on the greatest of terms at the moment, and she didn't doubt his suspicions of her being there. It wasn't because his face showed evident dislike for her- no, it was the way he stood. He had no smile on his face, wouldn't face her completely. His eyes were dark and unnerving, as if he were scrutinizing some animal behind a glass wall. She winced slightly and flipped some of her hair out from her face. "I, uh... ran into a problem this morning."
He didn't blink, merely raising his head slightly at these words.
"It's about Kyle," she continued.
Horatio looked down to the ground, fingering his sunglasses. Julia wasn't sure what he was feeling until he spoke. His voice was soft, filled with worry- the perfect tone for worrying about his son. "What do you mean 'it's about Kyle'?"
She swallowed, a lump rising in her throat. "I woke him up this morning to see if he was going to get up or lie in bed all day long like most teenagers do in the morning, but he wasn't there."
His tone stayed quiet, but his words cut through the air like a knife. "He wasn't there?"
"I called him throughout the whole house, but I got no response. I went to go and talk to Ron to see if he had seen Kyle as well- he and I don't sleep in the same room yet- but he was gone too."
Horatio didn't move. Julia could feel a wave of hatred overcoming the conversation. She blinked. "I had nothing to do with this."
He looked up, his eyes full of fire.
"Horatio, please! Please believe me this once!"
"Julia..." He turned his head and looked out the window. "I don't know if I can do that right now."
Author: shiningzephyr
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Pairing: Implied E/C, RaiN, HY, and JuliaStetler
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: Don't own CSI: Miami. If I had it my way, there would be some VERY different things happening in a certain season.
Summary: Kyle is missing, and Julia wants Horatio's help to find him. At first, it seems like a lie. But when a CSI is found murdered by a familiar serial killer, it becomes apparent he has kidnapped Kyle...
Warnings: Some violence in later chapters, character death, language muted to the best of my ability at various times for the sake of the forum.
Author's Notes: When this was written, it was when I first discovered that Alexx Woods would be leaving the series for good, perhaps coming back once in a while with guest appearances. This is what I believed was going to happen in that episode where she departed. Thank god I was wrong, but all the same, this has turned into my pride and joy in the fandom. Enjoy, my friends- well, try to.
..........
1. Prologue: Unlikely Visit
Miami, Florida.
It's hot. It's humid. Everyone who lives there, though, loves it. It is fun to constantly go to the beaches, visit the strip clubs, make out on the dance floor. People desperately want a piece of Miami.
And some people do not.
Take Horatio Caine, for instance. He has his own little slice of the city in his backyard- or should I say, the crime lab's backyard. It's full of bodies, blood, and weapons. Drugs, prostitutes, family, friends... oh yeah. It seems like he's got it all.
Including enemies.
- - -
Natalia Boa Vista watched the elevator doors to the crime lab open and felt her heart drop into her stomach. A woman who appeared to be in her mid-to-upper-thirties walked out of it and looked around, her cell phone in hand. She had long, golden blonde hair and piercing hazel eyes, which scanned the area rather worriedly. It was obvious whom she was looking for, and Natalia was determined for her to not find him unless it was a desperate circumstance. She quickly walked out of the room and made a beeline for DNA. She opened the door and glanced at her friend Ryan Wolfe. "We've got a problem."
The male CSI looked up from his work and frowned. "I'm, uh, kinda busy, Natalia. Can't it wait?"
"Unfortunately, right now, it can't."
Ryan sighed and looked down at the evidence he was processing. Horatio had asked him to get the results within the hour, but Natalia's tone indicated that she couldn't sit still with this news. He tuned his head to her direction and crossed his arms. "It had better be good."
She bit her lip and nodded to the hallway. "She's here."
He frowned. "Who's here?"
"She's here."
That got his attention. Usually, the woman didn't sound this worried about a person being there unless it was a possible enemy of Horatio's. Ryan looked out the window and took a piece of paper from the printer and motioned to Natalia with his head to come with him. She nodded and they both walked out, looking very interested in the sheet of paper. They passes the woman, who looked worriedly at her phone and glanced around once again, giving a cold nod to the duo that passed. As they rounded the corner, Ryan's face turned sheet white. "Julia Winston? What the hell is she doing here?!"
"Exactly my thought when I saw her," his coworker replied. "Do you have any ideas?"
Ryan pursed his lips. "Usually something has happened, or she wants to grate Horatio for Brazil and get him in trouble again. You think we should ask her what's going on?"
The woman looked back behind her worriedly. Something wasn't sitting right- it wasn't the fact that Julia was looking to destroy Horatio or anything. On the contrary; she looked as if she was ready to explode with emotion. She shook her head. "No. No, I don't think it would be a good idea to get information out of her on why she's here."
"What would you suggest, then?"
Natalia smiled. "Bring her the source of why she's probably here- the ex-husband himself."
- - -
Julia looked out the window, fingering her phone and drawing a drop of blood on her lip. She was actually scared- something was happening to their so-called 'family.' The sun shone in the room that morning, but it sure didn't seem to light up her mood. Anxiously pacing didn't seem to pass the time either. And those CSIs that she heard whispering in the hallway... that didn't make her feel any better. Maybe she had gotten their attention in some sort of way.
Actually, she knew she had gotten their attention.
The footsteps behind her proved her theory. She continued looking out the window, smiling ever so slightly and slipping her phone into her purse. "They got you to come and see me."
"What happened, Julia?"
She turned around and looked at Horatio Caine from head to toe. He didn't look the slightest bit pleased to see her there, and she didn't blame him. The two weren't on the greatest of terms at the moment, and she didn't doubt his suspicions of her being there. It wasn't because his face showed evident dislike for her- no, it was the way he stood. He had no smile on his face, wouldn't face her completely. His eyes were dark and unnerving, as if he were scrutinizing some animal behind a glass wall. She winced slightly and flipped some of her hair out from her face. "I, uh... ran into a problem this morning."
He didn't blink, merely raising his head slightly at these words.
"It's about Kyle," she continued.
Horatio looked down to the ground, fingering his sunglasses. Julia wasn't sure what he was feeling until he spoke. His voice was soft, filled with worry- the perfect tone for worrying about his son. "What do you mean 'it's about Kyle'?"
She swallowed, a lump rising in her throat. "I woke him up this morning to see if he was going to get up or lie in bed all day long like most teenagers do in the morning, but he wasn't there."
His tone stayed quiet, but his words cut through the air like a knife. "He wasn't there?"
"I called him throughout the whole house, but I got no response. I went to go and talk to Ron to see if he had seen Kyle as well- he and I don't sleep in the same room yet- but he was gone too."
Horatio didn't move. Julia could feel a wave of hatred overcoming the conversation. She blinked. "I had nothing to do with this."
He looked up, his eyes full of fire.
"Horatio, please! Please believe me this once!"
"Julia..." He turned his head and looked out the window. "I don't know if I can do that right now."