(Okay, so I was dreaming this and acting it out in my living room, even the tears. It has depth and meaning and SMac. I would also like to dedicate this story to my grandmother who is in the hospital right now and signs aren't looking good, lets hope for the best! As usual I don't CBS, CSI:NY, and "How Many Roads" by Paul McCartney, but I do own myself because I'm in it.)

A girl is sitting on the curb right near a subway. She is playing her guitar. She has only one friend in the whole world. That friend is Stella Bonasera. Stella always came down; when she could, and listened to that girl play her guitar. The sweet sounds of her voice rang through her head. They had bonded, and seemed very close. Not all was fine for this girl, however. She was poor and had no family to call her own. She lived out on the streets and made a living from the small change she got from kind strangers. There was one day, however, Stella was listening to her play. She had thoughts racing through her head. About the girl that was playing for her, and the few people listening. Stella was always a nice person, to everyone. She waned to help that girl get back on her feet. She decided that she would take this girl in, get her back on her feet, and watch her sail away like the music in her voice.

"Hey, Kaitlyn. Listen, I was wondering if, well, you would like to come spend some time living with me. You know, until you get back on your feet." She smiled at Kaitlyn.

"Are you sure you want me living with you? I mean I can be a handful at times." She giggled and smiled back.

"I am totally sure, I mean, everyday I come out here and listen to you and I always think that you could be greater if you just got a little help from a friend." She reached out her hand to the girl on the curb.

"Well, thats very sweet of you Stel, I will try my best to be a very exceptional house guest." She grabbed Stella's hand and lifted herself off the curb. She brushed off her jeans and took her guitar off.

"Great, now do you need anything like clothes, shoes, and stuff like that?" She grabbed Kaitlyn's guitar.

"Stella, you are looking at all I have." She shrugged and looked down to admire what she shouldn't be admiring.

"Well, since you are my guest for a while, I think I can take you shopping the Bonasera way." She smirked.

"Well I hope that the Bonesera way doesn't involve running around looking for the biggest sales, is it?" She smiled even bigger.

"I guess you are gonna have to come with me and find out." She motioned for her to follow Stella to her car.

"You know, you don't have to do this, Stella." She said before she entered the passenger seat.

"I know, but I want to." She smiled as they both got in the car together.

"You didn't have to go out and buy me all these clothes!" She said staring at the closet full of very new and very stylish clothing.

"Well, I figured that you deserve it." She smiled back. Kaitlyn looked around at all the things she was never able to afford when her mother was still alive.

"So what do you do again, Stella?" She asked sitting down on the freshly made bed that she now would be sleeping in.

"CSI." She said back joining her on the bed.

"Cool. What's it like?" She wondered.

"I. . well. . . why?" She asked.

"Not sure, never seen a dead body before and thought it was kinda interesting that you do that, I guess."

She said.

"We can talk later, I have some stuff at work I need to take care of, you can stay here and get situated." She said grabbing her light coat.

"Sure." Was all she said, before walking away.

*Later that night. . . *

Kailtyn was wearing a huge shirt with the neck cut out and Stella was in her pajamas. They were both laying on her new bed talking when Kate brought up something.

"Hey, Stella I think that we should play a little game." She smiled staring at her.

"Oh yeah? Like what?" She smirked back.

"Okay, so this is how it works." She sat up and Stella followed.

"I will ask you a question and you have to answer, and if you don't then I can make you do anything I want. Same goes for me." She smiled with an evil smile. "I will even let you start" She smiled.

"Okay, uhhh, what is the best song you can play on your guitar?" She asked with a smile.

"Really, Stella? I asked you to ask me anything you wanted and all you ask me was 'the best song I can play'? Well since it is a question, I guess I would have to say 'How Many Roads' by Paul McCartney."

"Now I get to ask you anything." She said with an evil smile.

"Okay, shoot." Stella said.

"Okay, now is there anyone in your office that you have a MAJOR crush on? Now I am talking MAJOR!" She smiled even bigger.

"Well, uh. . . there is one guy, but you swear you have to keep it between us, okay"

"Hold it! Its your boss isn't it?! That's so sweet, Stella!!"

(So what did you think? I know my dreams are pretty amazing :D dont forget to add cause it gets better and review!!! cause im coolio)