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Summary: He wanted retribution and he wanted his friends back.

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CSI > CSI Las VegasCaliadragonFR151478013,92722 May 0722 May 07Yes
Fic: Retribution
Author: CaliaDragon
Fandom: CSI: Vegas
Warning: Violence, AU, Dark, Unbeta’d
Disclaimer: CSI is not mine, the characters are not mine and the set up is barely mine.
Rating: FRM
Archive: Any one with prior permission, any list I send it to and BC
AN: This came to me after watching the scene between Natalie and Gil.
Part: 1/1
Feedback: or on list.
Summary: He wants vengeance and he wants his friends back.


Thank you to MummieHelen for the beta job.

None of them had expected it. One minute Gil had been talking to the psychotic female and the next he was bleeding to death. Brass, the two officers, and Warrick had rushed into the room. The officers took down the woman while Jim and Warrick tried to save Gil. It was close, too close. They had nearly lost him.

Still Sara was missing and was he the only one not surprised by the fact that they were together? He guessed so. Maybe it was because they were both there for him after the beating. Maybe, maybe it was because he was in love with both of them that he saw what no one else did.

He could admit it, he loved Gil Grissom and Sara Sidle, loved them enough that he wanted vengeance, retribution. He wanted to go into the little sicko's cell and follow the Brass version of interrogation, bleach. He wanted to make her scream, he wanted her to be as afraid as he was, as Sara and Gil had been.

Looking at her he could see the sickness in her head, see the diseased thoughts trying to work their way out. His hands tightened into fists and he suppressed a growl when she looked over at him. For a moment their eyes locked and her eyes widened, she saw him, saw the darkness he hid so well.

She stood coming to the bars, the cop behind him straightened away from the wall. "We both want the same thing. I've gotten mine, will you get yours?" she asked in her little girl voice.

"Yes, they're alive, we'll find them and then you'll be in a cage for the rest of your life. They will use bleach on the floors and when they scrub the walls of your cage and when they wash your jumpsuit. You will never create another thing, while Sara and Gil will stop more people like you, they will go on living their lives and you will rot." He said coldly.

She looked at him, her eyes wide and mad. "No," she whispered.

He smiled cruelly, "Yes." She shuddered and backed away from him.

"Greg, come on buddy we got a lead." Nick called from nearby. Greg gave her another cold smile and walked away.

Nick looked at him, wondering what Greg had said to the woman and why the cop was looking at with surprised respect. "What was that about?" he asked Greg.

Greg gave him a lopsided smile, "Retribution."

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