Wasting Time
Chapter One: Ending & Beginning
It was a tough day yesterday. It had been a very busy day for all of us. There were two very important calls within the same ten minutes that morning. The first call was about a male victim at the entrance of Central Park, he was stabbed in his chest at least a dozen times and as it was not enough, the man also received a gunshot through the head. A nasty one.. he had put Danny and Lindsay on that one. He had sensed some passionate tension between those two, so he decided to put them on the same cases more often. Hopefully it helped them both to figure out what they wanted with each other. Well, he actually didn't want them to date 'cause then he would have to deal with a lot less trouble, but he felt that he at least had to give them a chance. He knew from his own experience that love at first sight isn't always true love. First a bond must grow with one another, a bond that would grow stronger and stronger trough time and when the time was right.. whatever, he was just talking nonsense to himself.
To continue his thoughts where he left of, he found himself thinking about the second case from yesterday morning. A woman had heard several gunshots in her building and saw two men running away a couple of doors ahead of hers. She called the police, she was too scared to go in the room by herself. Stella, Hawkes and he had found nothing but blood and 4 casings in that particular room. After lots of hours and a lot of clues and evidence they had found the man with four holes in his body but luckily he was still alive. With his statement we found the attackers soon. Case closed and even with a happy ending. Especially Stella was very relieved to see the man still alive. She was hoping for it the entire time we worked on the case.
Dan and Linds found their killer after a couple of hours and weren't that unhappy with the result. They both did a great job just like he expected. They all are fantastic in doing their jobs. Maybe I should try to get some sleep now. I'm sure the cases of tomorrow will be as hard as today. And no man can think straight without at least a couple hours of sleep…
Mac turned around in his bed to look at his alarm clock… 3:11 am, alarm set at 5:30 am. At the thought of those two short hours of sleep he pulled up his sheets a little closer and made himself comfortable in his bed.
BEEEP! Mac groaned at the sound and hit the alarm hard with his hand. Finally he had some sleep in comparison to the last few days, even if it was only for 2 hours. He stood up, took a quick shower and dressed himself in his usual outfit, but without the jacket, while coffee was made. Before getting on his coat, he slurped some coffee and got to his car. Just before he started the engine of his SUV, his phone beeped.
'Taylor', he said.
'He Mac, it's Stel, did you get some sleep?', Stella asked with her usual happy voice. It made him smile, as always.
'If you put emphasis on 'some', yeah, I did', he said, smiling. He heard Stella laughing on the other side.
'That's good I suppose. If you're already on your way to the lab, you can turn around. We have a homicide on Beekman Street. Flack said it's a bloody mess over there'.
'I'm in the car, still next to my apartment, in fact. See you over there'. Mac hung up the phone and this time started the engine.