This story is set after FLAG ON THE PLAY in season 6.

I do not own the show or characters.

These characters belong to me: Mitch Rivers, Kristen Robb, Robert Diggs, Brady Anders, Mark Maybin, Joanie Huxley, Tina Timmons, Marguerite Philips, Teresa Manning, Melissa Boyd, Sharon Manning, Bethany Biden, and Zack Dunlevy.

Mac and Stella were in his office talking about the murder of Tina Timmons. Her murder happened a week ago and they had been processing evidence and talking to witnesses.

"I think we are ready to go talk to Joanie Huxley, again."

"No, I'd say let her sweat, we have talked to her once and the evidence shows us that she has lied to us already." Stella looked at Mac.

"We don't have evidence she did it."

"I think the evidence we processed will show she did it."

"You sure about that?" Mac smiled.

"Yes, why?"

"Is it your gut feeling?"

"Yes."

"You know the rules, you can't go by your gut feeling. There has to be evidence." Mac smiled as Stella giggled a bit.

"I know, but I think we will get her."

Mac got up and got his jacket while Stella left. Mac turned off his office light then went to the elevator to go home. Stella went to see Lindsay about the background check that was done then she went to the ballistics lab and tested the bullets from the Timmons shooting. After she made out her report, she went home for the evening as did the other workers.

The next day-

After Adam finished his report on the trace evidence he processed in the Timmons murder, he went to find Stella.

"Stella, the stain I processed is gunshot residue with a fingerprint that belongs to Joanie Huxley."

"Well, we can place her at the scene but I would feel better putting the gun in her hand."

"We can." Adam smiled as Stella looked at him curiously.

"Well, are you going to tell me?"

"Thought you'd never ask. Well, there were other fingerprints and they also had GSR and she held the gun with both hands." He showed pictures of the table that had fingerprints and a jewelry box that not only had residue but fingerprints as well.

"So we got her. Wait a minute, I'm going to test fire and touch the table then you fingerprint me just to make sure."

"Sure," Adam said perplexed.

A while later Adam fingerprinted Stella and processed the table Stella touched.

"Let me know how that comes out," Stella said then left.

"Will do," Adam said as he turned back to the lab with a confused look.

Meanwhile-

Danny and Don were at the precinct filling out the report of an interrogation of an accused drunk driver.

"I think that's sad that he refused to admit he did wrong," Don said as he sat down.

"Yeah. His father is in jail for robbery, his mother became depressed and died in a car accident. His marriage fails and now he's going to trial for manslaughter."

"Good thing is, he has no kids."

Danny and Don finished their reports to submit to the D.A.

At the lab in Mac's office later that night-

It was only Mac and Stella at the lab when Stella walked in with a report.

"Mac, we can place her at the scene of the shooting and we can put the gun in her hand." Stella gave Mac the report.

Mac looked at her as he sat at his desk. "Oh?"

"After Adam processed the prints and the trace, I decided to do some testing myself and test fired then touched a table and Adam processed my fingerprints. My fingerprints on the table had GSR, just like our killer."

"Good. Tomorrow we will talk to her and see what she says," Mac got up and walked towards Stella.

"I think we should just arrest her tomorrow but there is some other evidence that needs to be processed. It will have to wait until tomorrow, I have a date."

"A date, huh?"

"Yes. Brendon Walsh and I have decided to give it another go."

"The same firefighter you went out with when the blue flu started last year?"

"Yeah. We decided to take a break for a few months and just last week he asked if I wanted to give it another try and we are doing it."

"Does he know about you and Frankie?" Mac asked.

"Yes. I told him last year and he understood." Mac sighed. "Mac, I just can't trust a man to be in my apartment."

"Stella, not all men will turn into Frankie."

"I know, Mac." Stella turned away from Mac, then sighed.

"Before you walked in, I got video from the store in the robbery case that Sheldon and Lindsay were working on and I'm going to call Adam." Mac then called Adam but got no answer and left a message.

"I don't understand, I thought Lindsay and Sheldon had gotten it." Stella turned and looked at Mac.

"Well, we had to get a warrant for the other videos."

"So how long will you give him to call back?"

"Ten minutes." Mac smiled. "What?"

Stella's cellphone rang and she picked it up. "Bonasera. Okay, be right there. Great, there goes my date. I guess I better call him and tell him I can't make it."

Mac's cell rang, "Taylor. Yes, I'll be right there. I guess I better just go get the lab technician since his time is almost up."

Stella laughed then called Brendon to cancel her date then hung up. "Mac, take it easy on Adam. I'm sure there is a reasonable explanation as to why he isn't answering."

"I'm always easy on him." Mac smiled then Stella left to get her kit then go to the crime scene.

At a strip club for a bachelor party-

There was a table where a woman stripped in front of the soon-to-be groom and the friends of the groom got excited.

"Hey man, your last night as a free man!" Adam yelled.

The groom looked excited while his friends cheered.

"I'm going to get you guys for this!" the groom said.

"Aw... he's not liking this," Adam said when another stripper sat on his lap.

"Hi," the stripper, Bethany Biden, said.

"Hi! So are you going to do anything for me, I'm not getting married or anything." A few of Adam's friends who heard him laughed a bit.

"Adam, you need a woman," a friend told him.

"Adam's not a nickname or anything, is it?" Bethany asked as the club got a bit quiet.

"Adam is my first name. I would love to have your number," Adam said with a smile.

"Do you have anything I can write on?" Bethany got off of Adam so he could get his card out of his wallet, then handed her a pen and the card. She then got back on him.

"Here you go," Bethany gave him his card then she noticed a man she recognized walk towards her.

"What's wrong?" he said as he noticed she looked very nervous.

"I gotta go." Bethany then got up and ran off.