This is my first CSI:NY story. It is set in the 7th season, May 1st.

Characters on this show do not belong to me. This show also does not belong to me.

Manny Jones, Jasmine Marsh, Robin Brees, Robert Cross, and Yosuf Abdul belong to me.


May 1st, 10:15pm-

Mac was in his bed one night dreaming as he tossed and turned.

[Flashback-

September 11, 2001 9:10am]

Mac was in the lab checking a stained shirt of a victim who had beer thrown on her. He had a bad feeling about something but thought it was just him. After a few minutes he put the evidence in the bag and wrote a report. Stella walked in the breakroom to put her lunch in the refrigerator when she saw the TV.

"Oh my God." She gasped then continued, "Oh Mac! Mac!" Stella left to find her friend.

Mac walked back from the evidence room and saw Stella who looked scared.

"What's wrong, Stella?"

"I need to show you, Mac. You won't believe it."

"What? I hope this isn't another one of your pranks because you remember the last prank that got pulled on me?"

"Yes, I remember that prank and I wasn't even involved in it but this isn't a prank. Are you ready?" Stella said then asked.

"What?"

She lead him into the breakroom where he saw what was going on mere blocks to the west.

"Mac, it already happened when I came in and saw it on the news, but I didn't wait to find out who did it, so I could come and get you."

"Claire," his eyes widened as he reached for his cellphone and dialed. He had no answer and he tried the landline but he got a busy signal.

"Is there anything you can do?"

"I'm not going to be able to get down there – so many Port Authority, NYPD, FDNY..." He looked out the window and saw the chaos on the streets below. Looking back at the TV, he saw the smoldering charcoal gray smoke rolling out of the towers and he knew what it meant. "We're being attacked! Damn that bin Laden! That son of a bitch. I want to kill him!" he snarled.

"How do you know?"

"Just a feeling." Mac sat on the chair and watched in anger.

Stella left him alone as she went to process some more evidence in the same case Mac was working. She processed a few more pieces of evidence for Mac since he was supposed to do it, but she felt he wouldn't have been able to concentrate on processing.

Stella wrote the reports and gave them to her boss, Manny Jones.

(9:59am)

Stella left Manny's office and went to check on Mac. He was still seated, gasping as she sat next to him to see Tower two started to crumble.

"NO!" Mac yelled quietly.

"Oh Mac. I tried getting ahold of Claire, too, but got nothing. I'm sure you've tried," Stella said as she rubbed his back and watched in horror.

"I tried. Nothing. No ringing, nothing," Mac said trying to be brave but deep down he was terribly upset.

"Let's hope she was able to get out," Stella said sadly.

Mac remained seated as they continued to watch. They were horrified when Tower One fell. Mac was very angry. He just knew it was bin Laden, he just knew, and he hoped President Bush would kick some ass. Stella stayed with him then he left the crime lab to take a walk. He had his hands in his pockets and walked slowly. He tried calling again but got nothing.

"Damn it."

He walked into a Starbucks to have some coffee and sat at the table in the corner, then twenty minutes later his cellphone started to ring.

[May 1st 2011 10:45pm]

Mac woke up and realized his cellphone was ringing and picked it up. "Taylor."

"Mac, it's Stella."

"Hi, Stella. How are things in New Orleans?" Mac was happy to hear from her; he turned on his light and squinted for a few seconds.

"I like being the boss since I learned so much from you," she told him as he smiled.

Mac smiled as well, "Thank you. What can I do you for?"

"I know I woke you up but I couldn't wait to tell you. President Obama just announced that Osama bin Laden is dead. We killed him Mac!" She smiled happily.

"Really? No way. I don't believe it." Mac smiled.

"I know. I never thought we'd get him but I wanted to be the first to tell you. Justice has been done."

"Yes it has. Thanks, Stella. Night." Mac hung up then turned on the TV to see the re-broadcast of the announcement of bin Laden's death. Mac sighed then called Reed to tell him of the news concerning bin Laden.

Mac turned off the TV then lay in bed, processing the news of the death of Claire's killer. He rolled over and looked at the closet door, thinking of the beach ball inside, still holding Claire's breath. He breathed a sigh of relief and dropped back into a fitful sleep.

[May 2nd, 2011 6:30am]

Danny got up, put the coffee on, then turned on the TV to see the news of bin Laden's death as Lindsay walked in with their daughter, Lucy.

"We killed him?" Lindsay asks as she put Lucy down.

"YES!" Danny cheered as Lucy clapped excitedly even though she had no idea why everyone was happy.

"Danny! I'm not sure I like that."

"What?" Danny looked at her shocked.

"We went into a foreign country and killed a man."

"No, sweetheart. We went into a foreign country quietly and killed a mass murderer. What's the problem?"

"I don't know. It's just not good to kill people."

"I know that it seems like we are condoning going into a foreign country and killing someone but sometimes we have to take revenge."

"So maybe we should just start killing murderers then? Maybe when we catch a murderer, we'll just kill him? ."

"It's complicated but don't forget, he killed 3,000 people on our turf and killed more in other countries. And please, don't say what you are saying in front of Mac, okay?"

"I know honey, I just wanted to get it out of my system. Maybe I should just stay away from Mac for awhile."

"Don't be silly." The doorbell rang and Danny went to get it and the babysitter walked in and said her greetings.

"Look who's here," Lindsay said with a smile to Lucy.

Lindsay and Danny both left for work.

[At Ground Zero 7:20am]

After Reed and Mac had breakfast, they went to the site where the towers once stood to see the construction still ongoing.

"I'm glad we got the guy, finally," Mac quietly said.

"I'm glad, too. Does this mean there won't be any more terrorism?" Reed asked somberly.

"No, Reed. Terrorists are like pesky bugs that will always come back. I'm just glad we got him."

Mac talked to Reed some more about that day as they watched the construction continue then a half hour later Mac got called to a crime scene and he left. Reed then went home.

At the crime lab 9am-

Adam was playing some patriotic music on his iPod and singing, 'God Bless America' and 'America The Beautiful' not knowing someone was singing behind him.

"God Bless America. Land that I love. Stand beside her, and guide her. Through the night, with the light from above," Mac sang loudly as Lindsay walked nearby and watched with glee as she giggled. He continued, "From the mountains, to the prairies, from the oceans, white with foam! God bless America, my home sweet home!" Adam and Mac sang.

Unbeknownst to Mac, Danny approached Lindsay as they watched.

Adam started to sing, "O' beautiful, for spacious skies. For amber waves of grain."

"For purple mountain majesties. Above the fruited plain," Mac and Adam sang, "America! America! God shed His grace on thee! And crown thy good with brotherhood. From sea to shining sea!"

Suddenly a rousing applause and cheers came from the two who watched as Mac laughed.

"Mac! I didn't see you there. I uh, was taking a break. Oh, I shoulda checked my watch since my break time has been over for a few minutes." Adam looked embarrassed as Lindsay walked up to him.

"I'm going to get some coffee. You did good singing, Adam," Mac said.

"Thanks, Mac," Adam still looked embarrassed as Mac left and Danny walked in.

"Do you have the DNA analysis?" Lindsay asked.

"The hat that was found at the scene does not belong to the victim, Robin Brees, because there were other hairs in the hat. That DNA is from a female as well."

"So either the hat belongs to someone else unrelated or our murderer."

"Right."

After Adam left, Mac walked in to see if there were any leads on the homicide case.

"Anything?"

"No. We don't know if the hat belongs to Robin Brees because there were other hairs that didn't match her. That hair's DNA is from a female. Jo and Flack went to talk to the victim's parents and Danny looked up the names that were in the vic's wallet."

Danny walked in.

"Got some names and where one of them works. He's got a rap sheet for assault and weapons charges. His name is Yosuf Abdul." Danny gave Mac the folder.

"Are you serious?" Mac looked surprised as he gave the folder to Lindsay.

"Yeah," Danny laughed a bit as he was surprised.

Lindsay looked surprised at the picture of Yosuf. "Oh my gosh. He resembles bin Laden," She laughed.

"Let's get him. Just glad we got bin Laden already or I might have shot this man myself. Lindsay I want you to come. Danny take Hawkes with you to talk to Jasmine Marsh," Mac said as they left for Yosuf's house.

At Yosuf's apartment 10:30am-

It was a partly cloudy day when the officers converged. Mac knocked on the door and shouted, "NYPD, open up!" After a few seconds the SWAT team used a ram to bust open the door then Mac saw Yosuf run out the fire escape. "Lindsay, you go with the officers to head him off and I will follow him." Mac said as he ran out on the fire escape and Lindsay ran with the officers.

After a chase that lasted five minutes, Lindsay and the officers got on a rooftop when they noticed the suspect was approaching them. "Freeze!" Lindsay said as she and the officers drew their guns.

"I give up and I want a lawyer." Yosef raised his arms and was arrested.

"Take him back to the precinct and get him a lawyer," Lindsay said.

The officers took the suspect back while Lindsay looked around for Mac since she noticed he disappeared.

"Mac?" She began to walk back the way she came then saw some space between the two buildings then dialed Mac's number and heard his cell ring. She looked down and saw him. "Mac!"