Stunning Eva Larue, CSI: Miami, Natalia Boa Vista

CSI Miami

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Fear of Losing Her - Natalia Boa Vista/Reader

Natalia Boa Vista/Reader

Summary: You're friends, it's a gradual thing, both barely notice what's going on and when Natalia is in danger again you have to deal with the idea of ​​losing the woman you love forever, without being able to tell her...

Classification: Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort

Word count: +2800

Unrevised

There's something about those chocolate eyes that make you stare longer and shiver when they're directed exclusively at you, maybe it's the sweetness that's always in them, or that sparkle every time she finds an answer in DNA. There's also the hair, a light brown that looks like honey in the light, always in soft waves, if not completely straight, falling perfectly just below the shoulders, often calling you to touch and slip your fingers between the locks. And the delicate lips always with a cheerful smile, perfectly straight pearly teeth showing and cute dimples highlighting the cheeks. The glowing skin... All this made you feel attracted to her from the first day, as soon as you arrived at CSI, Delko and Wolfe investing tirelessly in a date, just as they do when fresh meat is around, while you only had eyes for a certain hispanic woman, aka the head of your department, the one and only Natalia Boa Vista. But her personality was what made you fall in love without even realizing it, this woman has a sense of humor, compassion, empathy, resilience, intelligence, while at the same time showing fury, diligence and passion for work. This side of her was already apparent when working only in the lab, but being in the field brought it out. The fact that she still didn't have a weapons license surrounded by so many audacious and dangerous criminals scared the hell out of you, every time you saw her leave the building with the rest of the team your chest tightened and a sudden anguish took over. However, seeing her try caused another sensation, the kind that makes you blush and rub legs together. At the same time, you got closer and she took you to watch her train a few times. Tanned skin, defined arms, hair tied up, eyebrows drawn together in concentration. A couple of months later she finally got her license and you missed the mornings at the shooting range, sharing a bottle of water, chatting and making jokes. 

Those days were replaced by the momentary relief of a minimum of safety from her being able to defend herself, although the feeling never went away. When Valera told you about the team's first armed confrontation, your eyes stung and your stomach heaved with worry. Natalia barely got past the door and felt a pair of arms around, you hugged her so tightly, breaking away just to check that she wasn't hurt, checking that there wasn't a scratch or a hair out of place, only to hug her again in euphoria. The first three times were hard, you struggled not to run to her like you did the first time, but after that situation and all the public displays of affection something changed. Not in a good way, not in a bad way. It was just strange, you were limited to a quick checking look, at least until the next dangerous situation, the meth explosion. Later that day, you were the one holding her hand, stroking the knuckles and listening attentively, clearly there was something bothering her, you didn't insist on asking, comforting was the priority. She hugged you back this time, for minutes clinging tightly to your body, head resting on your shoulder and breaths synchronized, until the criminalist fell asleep like that. Hugs became something common again and even more appreciated, deepening the friendship inside and outside of work. You're the reason she put her stubbornness aside and finally went to the doctor to get the hearing checked, and also the only person to know about her pre-existing condition as a result of past domestic abuse that contributed to the deafness. Then came the attack on the building, you were one of the people inside when it all happened and the first thing you did when woke up was to check if Nat was okay, eyes blurred trying to locate her, she was trying to save Jesse's life with CPR, everyone was trying to do whatever they could, most of them still suffering from the consequences of the poisoning. You fainted trying to stand up to help and woke up in the hospital bed, under observation, the first thing you saw was her sitting in the armchair next to you, anxious to tell you that they had managed to close the case. It was the first time she had made any contact other than the usual, and before leaving, the older woman held your hand affectionately and tenderly kissed the forehead, gentle and sweet, a moment that became the material of your most vivid dreams. Not long afterwards, the first kidnapping happens. Being part of the internal team limits you to knowing details and attention is essential, so you discover this and can only calm down when you hear about Horatio having her. Nick's ghost returns that night, she remembers little about the hypnotic state, she just knows he was there, ready to hurt her. It's the first time you go to her place and also the first time you sleep in it, lying in bed cuddled up to the tall woman, stroking her brown hair and whispering comforting words, wiping away the painful tears. The second kidnapping makes you angry, angry at the man who kidnapped her and at fate, which seems to want to put her in danger every couple of months, playing with your feelings and her life. How much shit could anyone take? Everyone has suffered from the intricacies of being a CSI, constant danger and many near-death situations, but how much could your poor heart take seeing the person you love go through every ordeal and almost cross the line? In the second kidnapping, she and Clarkson, the kidnapper, have a car accident, he runs away, Natalia breaks an arm and has injuries to the face, even so she seems willing to believe his word and innocent him. You are one of the people who believed that she was suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder. This affected your friendship because she expected support, there was a small group discussion before she left to look for evidence. Hours later the news circulated that in fact Patrick Clarkson was innocent. 

"Nat... I..." you begin in a whisper, both of you standing in the middle of the changing room staring at each other, eye to eye "I'm sorry..." you manage to say, choking back words, wanting to just say how worried and angry you were to hear what she was trying to say.  

"Whatever." she shrugs shoulders and steps forward to go on her way, stopped by you "What do you want, Y/N? To say what I'm feeling or not again?"  

"It was Ryan who said you might be suffering from PTSD." it's a failed attempt to defend yourself, the truth "I just wanted to protect you."  

"Well, I don't need anyone to protect me, I'm too big for that..." she retorts harshly, trying to control the tone of voice to keep it down "So that's it, all you have to do is find out about my past and I'm treated like a fragile person who needs to be protected, with no voice. The only thing I wanted from you was support, that's all." and walks away from your watery eyes, before you can say anything or react in any way.  

 "Nat!" you call out before she can leave the room "I know it's going to take a while for you to forgive me, I'll wait." she stops on the doorstep with her back still turned, without answering "But at least let me drive you home tonight." there's no way she can drive with a broken arm, apart from the possibility of a concussion from hitting her head in the accident.  

"No." 

The following weeks are pure torture and you're happy to just be in the lab, so the two of you meet infrequently, only when necessary and sometimes she specifically asks Valera to be in charge of the samples. At first, the distance created hurt like a slap in the face and attempts to get closer are flawed, almost ignored, conversations are indifferent and never personal, she gives you the cold shoulder every time you try to get close. Then there are unanswered texts, you don't get an invitation to a social event at her house, not even a batch of brownies, her favorite, can't make her come around. As the days went by and you were overcome by fatigue, you gave up, coming to the conclusion that it would be best to give the criminalist space to think and process. During this time, you understood why this and her indifference hurt so much. More than just a friendship, you fell in love with her from the first moment you saw her and this feeling grew without you even realizing it. But if that was what she wanted, if walking away was the best thing, you respected that and over time the pain stopped making the heart bleed, until the tears stopped flowing every time you got home. 

"Turn on the news!" one of the assistants says as soon as he enters the lab room, Valera and you look at each other in confusion, but the other woman does it. Half an hour earlier, two CSIs were rescued from a car that fell into the ocean, the reporter says they may be in serious condition or even dead, without confirmation "The reporters are saying it's Horatio and Natalia."  

"What?" you ask in disbelief, pure shock in the voice "No, no, it can't be. Are you sure? Did someone on the team say?!" he just nods negatively, fixated on the news.  

"Y/N, stay calm, we'll have news soon and I'm sure they're fine. If they weren't, we'd have already been notified..." Valera tries to calm you down by putting her hand on your shoulder and squeezing it.  

"I... I'll... I don't know." you walk away, trying to think, and the next thing you know you're in the bathroom trying to wash the burning tears off your face. 

This can't be happening. It's your biggest fear coming true, a fear that's been alleviated by all the recent situations she's been through and the pain in the chest soon takes over, no matter how many times you dry the tears, wash them away, they just won't stop coming out and stinging. All the pain expressed. The fear and dread that the worst has happened. You know Natalia is strong, stronger than she thinks, but she's already been through so much and what if this is the moment that fate has marked as the end? You can barely control the sobs at the thought of losing her, remembering the last conversation you had and how you didn't get the chance to tell her how much she means and that you love her. Everything hurts, your head, face, body, chest and, above all, your soul. It's hard to bear, you want to see and touch her one last time, make sure she's alright. You just want Natalia to be safe and well, as she should be. And if there is a God, may he or she protect her. 

After about 20 minutes you finally come out of the bathroom, having scrubbed your face hard trying to wipe away the tears and getting as tidy as possible to go back to work, to find out what's going on, updates on how she is. Whether she's well, in hospital or, in the worst case, dead. When you pass through the laboratory door, still rubbing irritated eyes, you don't look up, there doesn't seem to be anyone else there due to the unusual silence and end up bumping into someone standing there, finally snapping you out of the trance. Because of their tall stature, you assume it's one of the boys, maybe Wolfe, so you can finally find out what the hell is going on, but when you raise up, your legs feel weak, eyes watery again and hands shaky. It's like seeing a ghost. Natalia Boa Vista is standing in the middle of the room, hair damp, eyelash mascara blurred and clothes stuck to her body.  

"Nat..." 

"Hi, sweetheart." she says quietly, almost like a whisper, and smiles weakly, you think it's a hallucination, you're about to slap yourself in the face to wake up but are stopped by her soft hands, making everything very real "Hey, hey, hey, don't even think about it."  

"I... I thought I'd lost you, forever this time." is all you manage to say, losing the fight against a new wave of tears that fall endlessly, it's a combination of anguish, happiness and relief "You could have died..." 

"But it didn't happen, I'm here." her hands don't leave your arms, long fingers run down to the sensitive spot on the back, caressing it, making you shiver "It's okay."  

"No, it's not. You should be in hospital." the woman rolls the eyes and it's clear that someone has told her the same thing before, it's so usual for her to be stubborn like this, even when it's her own health and safety at stake "Natalia, you have to take care of yourself, you... you were under the water and.... damn it, you were underwater, trapped, you could have died..." incessant tears fall, you sob, bringing arms to chest trying not to hug her, fighting the urge since you no longer have that privilege, so you hug yourself tightly "Please don't do this anymore, I got fucking scared, I don't want to lose you..."  

"You're not going to lose me." Natalia hisses, understanding the depth of the situation and all the feelings involved, squeezing you against her body in an awkward hug, it's a shock, you don't reciprocate at first for fear of overstepping the boundaries and you end up hugging her even tighter anyway, head tucked into her neck, feeling the wet ends of the hair brushing against your cheek and breathing heavily "Look at me." you obey, encountering that pair of chocolate eyes full of tenderness. 

What happens next is even more shocking and you want to slap yourself again just to know if you're dreaming or not, she leans down gently, soft lips touching yours. It's slow, soft and very tender, hands going down to your waist, fingers caressing skin over the work shirt. And she smiles when feels that you're corresponding, starting to move, still slowly, exploring your mouth and asking permission to enter with the tongue. You let out a sigh, involuntarily opening your lips and letting your tongue take over, moving with affection and desire, deepening the kiss. Your hands run up to her neck, pulling her closer to you, wanting to feel that this is real. Not just a very realistic dream or shock hallucination.

"Nat..." you start as soon as you're apart in need of breath, not knowing exactly what to say.  

"I'm here, sweetheart." she brings a hand up to your face, caressing the apple of the cheek "When I left there all I could think about was how I was going to die having a fight with you and without having told that I love you, more than a friend, much more. And how stupid I was to walk away, what I want to say is: I'm sorry... I was just as scared as you, and didn't know how to react..."  

"Do you love me?" are the words you catch, choking on your own saliva, eyes wide, lips ajar that are soon taken over by plump lips that answer the question "Holy shit, I love you too, Nat." 

"Good, otherwise I wouldn't know where to hide my face..."  

"You can hide in mine." 

"I missed that." the two of you smile softly, there's no way you'd miss the opportunity to make some kind of joke, at the same moment Eric appears in the doorway, noticing the closeness, but not commenting on it. If it wasn't a serious situation, he would probably make some provocative comment, which he has made a mental note to do later, when the kidnapper is finally caught. "I'm going." she says before he can say anything.  

"Going where? Natalia, you have to rest."  

"North is still out on the streets, he has to pay for what he did to us and I want to be there when it happens."  

"But..."  

"I'll be okay, sweetheart." Natalia smiles and gives you a soft kiss on the lips, then on the forehead, not caring that the man is watching "And when I get back, I'm going to invite you on a very nice date."  

And she walks away, hands still touching, she gives you a genuine smile, sweet eyes stare at you for an intense second and you know that everything will be fine. Even when you see her disappear through the building, chasing another criminal, after one more attack, because Natalia Boa Vista is strong and really doesn't need to be protected. But you're still there to hold her at the end of the day. 

she got stuffed in a trunk n pushed in the ocean. ofc shes not okay u stupid fuck

Calleigh Duquesne x Natalia Boa Vista

Summary: Natalia struggles to keep her ex-husband, Nick from Calleigh after he enters back into her life.

A/N: More chapters coming soon!

Nick carelessly stepped over the caution tape and started tampering with the evidence. He kicked the shards of glass around, keeping his cool, collected self even as he heard heels coming towards him.

“Sir, you can’t be here,” Calleigh says. He slowly turned towards the blonde.

“I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” Calleigh noticed this man’s body language and slightly backed up.

“I’m looking for Natalia.”

“What do you want with her?”

“I’m her husband.”

Calleigh’s mouth opened but words couldn’t come out. Before Nick could continue Natalia runs over to them. “What are you doing here? You can’t be here, leave!”

“I need to talk to you-” Nick tries to continue.

“About what?! There is nothing to talk about-Nick-”

“Natalia, he can’t be here.” Natalia nodded. “I know. Nick, please leave. We’ll talk about this later.”

Nick got close to Natalia and smirked. “I’ll see you tonight.”

Natalia let out a sigh and looked at Calleigh.

15 minutes later, Calleigh pulled Natalia into her lab and shut the door, locking it.

“Nat, earlier, was he your husband?” The blonde asked.

Natalia’s eyebrows went up in shock. “He told you he was my husband? Wow. What a prick.”

“Is he?” Calleigh asked, more serious. “Calleigh why would he be?” Natalia yelled. Calleigh just looked at her. “He’s my ex-husband. He was abusive and he went to jail for breaking my arm.” Natalia confessed, lowering her head. Calleigh went to her and held her arms, trying to make eye contact. “How come you never told me? We’ve been dating for 6 weeks-you couldn’t come to me with this?”

“I know, but I was scared of something like this happening. It did anyways.” Natalia gave a look in defeat. “I swear, I never meant for this to happen.”

Calleigh nods, taking her in her arms. When they got home the only thing they worried about was each other. They could deal with Nick another time.

Natalia Boa Vista Masterlist

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a p p l e s | csi miami ; r.wolfe

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↪ summary

--- you and your husband Ryan Wolfe take your 4 year old daughter to an apple orchard to pick apples. [ kind of a spoiler to a reader fic I want to write at some point ig. ]

↪ pairing / fandom

--- female!reader x ryan wolfe - CSI Miami.

↪ warnings

--- tooth rotting fluff. sexual innuendo if you squint. touching and affection. pet names used.

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You can smell pancakes and this is what draws you out of bed. You make a blind stumble down the hallway and into the kitchen where you find Ryan at the stove, your daughter -and his little mini, balanced on his hip as Disney radio plays in the background and the two of them laugh like they’re both in on some little secret.

You make your way over and hug against his bare back from behind. “You two are up early.”

Ryan flips a pancake and removes it from the pan to place it on a plate filled with pancakes waiting nearby and after he shuts off the stove, he turns to face you. You melt against him and bury your face in his chest as you yawn. “You need coffee, babe?” Ryan teases quietly and you gaze up at him hopefully.

“So, I was thinking..” Ryan speaks up as he pours you a cup of coffee and you fix everyone’s plates and carry them over to the little dining table off the kitchen, “That orchard is open. Maybe we could take Angel and go check it out today?”

“You don’t have to work?” you ask, grinning and giving an excited fist bump when Ryan tells you that he doesn’t have to go in to work today. He chuckles and you smile as you sip your coffee. “They do have that petting zoo..”

“It’ll be fun.” Ryan coaxes and you smile, nodding. “ It’ll definitely be fun.” you take a bite of your pancakes and spear a bite for your little girl. She’s grinning and excited, rattling on and on a mile a minute about how she can’t wait to go pet animals at the apple orchard. Ryan takes a sip of his coffee and the two of you lock eyes, sharing a smile.

“If we’re goin, we better get moving. The orchard is two hours away, kiddo. C’mon.” Ryan picks up your 4 year old daughter and carries her down to her princess themed bedroom to get dressed and you hurry to get yourself ready. At some point, Ryan wanders into your bedroom and presses against you from behind. “Still feels like this is a dream sometimes, baby.” he mumbles against the shell of your ear in adoration and with a chuckle, he adds quietly, “I’ve been thinking…”

You glance over your shoulder at him and grin. Your heart is racing because you’re wondering if he’s been thinking the same thing you have lately. “Oh yeah, baby?”

“Mhm. I think our little girl needs a brother or sister.” Ryan’s muscular hands are moving up and down your sides and you’re smiling so much it hurts your cheek. You laugh softly and turn to face him, toying with the front of his plaid flannel and walking your fingers up and down his chest. “You do, huh? Well maybe I agree..” you’re staring at the buttons on the shirt and not looking up at him, but you’re grinning. “And maybe, after we get back from the orchard, when our little angel is out for a while… maybe we can start trying again?”

He bites back a groan and his hands are wandering again, the two of you share a laugh when your daughter races in, her favorite Barbie backpack slung over her shoulder. “Can we go now, please?”

“Are you ready, babe?” Ryan asks you and you smile, giving him a thumbs up. As soon as you’re in the car, your daughter is babbling excitedly and pointing out things as they fly past. By the time you reach the orchard, she’s been asleep for thirty minutes and somehow, as Ryan gets her out of the SUV, she doesn’t wake up right away.

So he carries her and slips an arm around you as the three of you make way to the apple cider stand to get some cider in an attempt to make it seem like fall despite the heat of midday sun beating down on you both.

“We’ll have to make a trip somewhere there are actual seasons one day, babe.” Ryan mumbles as you cozy up to him and take a sip of the chilled beverage. “Mmm. I like the sound of that.” you murmur as the two of you begin to wander through rows of apple trees. Your daughter wakes up and she’s seated on Ryan’s shoulders to pick an apple she wants.

You step away from them to take a good photo because it’s just too damn cute not to do so. As you snap photo after photo, you can’t help but think how lucky you are and how much you love your life.

Letting your sister Natalia set you up at her wedding was truly the best decision you ever made.

csi, csi: miami, csi: new york. ncis, ncis: los angeles. third watch. blue bloods. law and order: svu. bones.

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CSI

Greg Bobby Dawson Nick Stokes Catherine Willows

CSI: MIAMI

Calleigh Duquesne Natalia Boa Vista Frank Tripp

CSI: NEW YORK

Aiden Burn Jo Danville

NCIS

Ziva David Elle Bishop Kaisie Hines

NCIS: Los Angeles

Hetty Lange Nell Jones

Third Watch

... ... >< actually don't know.

Blue Bloods

Jamie Reagan Henry Reagan

SVU

Donald Cragen John Munch

BONES

Angela Montenegro Camille Saroyan James Aubrey

Eva Larue, CSI: Miami, Natalia Boa Vista

CSI Miami

I love the CSI franchise, but I REALY wish that 3 romances I was rooting for all got together. Ryan and Natalia from Miami along with Morgan and Hodges and Catherine and Warrick from CSI.

My four current favorite celebs (in chronological order)

March/April 2020: Alana de la Garza

April 2020: Eva LaRue

November 2020: Linus Roache

December 2020: Annabella Sciorra

New day, new episode of CSI: Miami to piss me off.

I shouldn’t say piss me off. But I’m so beyond done with the Boa Vista and her ex-husband/abuser storyline. Every single time I see him manipulate her or force a confrontation or try to force her to see him romantically again it makes me sick to my stomach. I hope to god this motherfucker gets killed off soon because I’m not sure I want to finish the show if this keeps going.

Reconciling Chapter 1

Summary: Another case, another body. Aaron had no idea what to do now so he called the only person he knew could help. Emily reconnects with an old friend.

Relationships: Calleigh Duquesne x Emily Prentiss

Warning: No warning for now

“There’s been another body. That makes it 5 now in the last month…” JJ announced. Everyone stayed quiet and looked at the projector screen with the dead bodys plus the new one. “We were so close too. Damn.” Derek hissed. “What now? How are we going to catch him if we can’t catch anything on him?” Penelope added. Everyone sat in defeat.

Aaron had enough. After the debriefing he made a call to a team and good friend of his. “This is urgent and I didn’t know who else to call so get back to me ASAP.” Aaron hung up and placed his phone down on the table. In about a minute he got a text.

“I was speaking with a family. What’s the urgency?” The next second he got a ring.

“Hello?”

“Aaron, it’s me. I got your message: what’s going on?” Aaron sighed.

“I don’t know actually. Someone is killing left to right and my team and I are no where in this and I was hoping if you can come down here with your team? Help us put some pieces into this?”

“I’ll be up there as soon as possible.” With that Aaron let out a sigh of relief.

12 hours later Horatio and his team entered the BAU.

“Aaron, it’s good to see you-“ Horatio pulled Aaron in for a man hug. His team was right behind him, waiting to introduce themselves. “How are you, Horatio? You look good. Is this your team?” The ginger head nodded, “Let me introduce you to them. This is Calleigh Duquesne, specialist in ballistics, Ryan Wolfe with trace and DNA analysis, Natalia Boa Vista also with DNA analyst. I have another member, but he stayed behind back in Miami for family business.” Aaron waved him off. “No worries.”

Emily smiled politely at everyone and stopped on the familiar blonde. “Let’s get you situated. Come with me.” With that Aaron directed Caine to a spare room big enough for his team.

Calleigh walked up to Emily and smiled. “It’s nice to see you again, Emily. I would like to catch up with you sometime.”

“I’d like that too. Let me give you my number to keep in contact,” Emily grabbed a piece of paper and started writing down her number and gave it to her. The blonde looked at the piece of paper and smiled. “Thank you. If you’ll excuse me.” Emily watched Calleigh leave.

“Who was that?” Derek asked, slightly confused. “Just an old friend. Before working here I moved to Miami for a work thing for my mom and I met her at one of the fancy dinners her friend’s were having. Come on.”