Come Home Chapter 1: Waiting, a csi: new york fanfic

SMacked Oneshot, might add more chapters if you guys like it and if I can think of some more ideas for chapters. Read and tell me what you think! I'm open for any suggestions if you've got an idea to continue the story.

Summary: Mac has been gone for two weeks to visit Peyton in England. Stella finds herself missing Mac more than ever. SMacked, PMAC (But I'm all for SMacked!!) Stella's POV

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI: NY. I wish I did though…and I also don't own the song "Come Home" by Onerepublic

Chapter One: Waiting

I need him here. Not having him here has made me realize one thing: I love him. But the problem is, he doesn't love me back. He's gone now, visiting Peyton Driscoll, who is the love of his life. He's been gone for two weeks, leaving me waiting for him to come home. It's been too long.

I think of this song, it reminds me of how I'm feeling now, wishing with every moment that he would be home. I've heard it on the radio a few times these past weeks, and every time I hear it, I cry. I want him back, I want him to love me, but I know that it'll never happen.

And as I drive to the New York Crime Lab, I hear the song again.

Hello world

Hope you're listening

Forgive me if I'm young

For speaking out of turn

I've called him a few times; we talked about work, but nothing else. I asked him if he was having a good time, and he wasn't. He was having a glorious time. Without me. Without his best friend at his side.

There's someone, I've been missing

I think that they could be

The better half of me

They're in the wrong place, trying to make it right

But I'm tired justifying

So I say to you…

There has been someone I've been missing. And his name is Mac Taylor. Has he been missing me? No. He's been having too much of a great time to think about me.

Mac's my best friend. Does that make him the better half of me? As he's been gone, I haven't been my usual self. With him here, at my side, I feel like nothing could ever happen to me. But with him gone, I feel so vulnerable. If I call him again, I'll say to him, "Come home, Mac, you need to come home."

Come home

Cause I've been waiting for you

For so long

And right now there's a war between the vanities

But all I see is you and me

The fight for you is all I've ever known

So come home…

I've been waiting long enough. He needs to come home. All I ever see now when I pass by his office is me and him, talking about a case. And I've been fighting for his love long enough.

I get lost in the beauty

Of everything I see

The world ain't half as bad

As they paint it to be

If all the sons

If all the daughters

Stopped to take it in

Well, hopefully the hate subsides and the love can begin

It may start now, yeah

Well, maybe I'm just dreaming out loud

Until then

I pull up to the crime lab now and hurry to his office doors. I've been wondering his office a lot during the two weeks; it's hard not to notice the room, especially when I see the office so empty. I go to sit in his chair, spinning around a few times in it just to clear that song out of my mind. But the lyrics still replay in my head, I can remember the next part of the song:

Come home

Cause I've been waiting for you

For so long

And right now there a war between the vanities

But all I see is you and me

The fight for you is all I've ever known

Ever known

So come home

I look around Mac's desk, being nosy. But nothing much is on his desk, only case files and a few pictures of him, Peyton, and the CSI team. It's nice to see his desk so organized, but it's too empty, making it look like he never existed.

I think the others have noticed I've been missing Mac. Maybe they even guessed that I love him. The first week of Mac's absence they tried to talk to me, but during the second week they knew not to bother me, and only said something to me when they were talking about a case. As I get up from my seat and walk around the office, the lyrics to the song come back to me.

Everything I can't be

Is everything you should be

And that's why I need you here

Everything I can't be

Is everything you should be

And that's why I need you here

So hear this now

Pacing back and forth across the room, I think, everything I can't be is everything you should be, Mac. I need you here; I need to make sure you're all right. I'm looking out his windows now, gazing out at the city. It's a beautiful view, and my mind is taken off Mac.

Come home

Cause I've been waiting for you

For so long

And right now there's a war between the vanities

But all I see is you and me

The fight for you is all I've ever known

Ever known

So come home

Come home

That's when I hear it, the sound I've been waiting for all night. For the last two weeks. I turn around, immediately smiling. And I see him, also smiling, and I'm so glad to see him again.

"Stella," he says.

I rush up to him and hug him. "You're home," I whisper. "Welcome home, Mac."

Again, he smiles, and says, "It's good to be home. I'm glad to see you again."

I nod, for I can't find any words to say. Even though it is past midnight, and I know I should really be home, I'm just glad to be standing next to him. He's back home, back to working at my side, just as it should be. And as we walk out of his office, he doesn't talk about London or his visit with Peyton, he asks me about how it has been going at the crime lab. I'm happy for this, I didn't want to hear about his trip, and I tell him that we've solved a few cases while he was gone. And as we talk, all I can think is, he's finally back.

And sorry I haven't updated Into the Blaze for a while. It's been busy this past week...but I'm almost done with Into the Blaze, I'm just finishing a few chapters and proof-reading them before I post them. So sorry for not updating! And I promise to complete Into the Blaze soon!