Stubborn Guardian
Disclaimer: CSI: NY, CSI: Crime Scene Investigation and CSI: Miami do not belong to me. They are property of CBS, thank you very much.
Summary: She grew up never knowing who her father was…and now, she's working in the very same lab her father is working in…
Author's Note: I just thought I pull this off, see if people are interested in this very first CSI: NY story I wrote.
Chapter One: The Letter
"Are you sure you want to do this, Stella?"
Stella Bonasera sighed and lowered her head. "Yeah, Lindsay, I'm sure."
After finding out she was pregnant with her boss's child, she had decided to go to Miami to start a new life with her child. She would be a single parent to her child, educating her in both moral values and forensics.
"That creep," Lindsay Monroe said, with an angry tone, "I can't believe he wouldn't take responsibility for what happened to you guys a month ago."
"He has another woman in his life," Stella pointed out painfully.
"Sure, that stupid Peyton bitch."
"Lindsay!"
"Why are you still defending him, girl?"
Stella chose to ignore the question and hugged her good friend with a smile. "Promise me you won't tell him where I'm going," she insisted. "I don't want him to feel responsible, not when he has Peyton."
"Humph, its probably the last thing he will ever feel. Call me, okay?"
Stella had to grin at her friend's wickedness. "Bye, Lindsay. Have a wonderful life with Danny. Tell those guys I love them. And love you too."
"Love you too, Stella."
And it was with those words that Stella parted with her friend of two years.
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Mac Taylor was getting worried.
His co-worker, Stella Bonasera hadn't come in for two days.
Normally, she would have called him to inform him that she had something personal on, so she wouldn't come in.
Not this time round.
He sighed and his head went into his hands.
-Flashback-
It had been a glamorous CSI event. Las Vegas, Miami and New York CSIs were all attending this event to get to know each other and to share information on forensics. Mac had brought Stella as his date, because Peyton didn't want to come to this event.Two familiar Miami CSIs came up to them with smiles on their faces."Hey Mac, you brought such a pretty date along!" the blonde CSI called.
Mac chuckled and did the introductions. "Stella, meet Calleigh Duquesne and Horatio Caine, the Miami CSIs. Guys, this is Stella Bonasera."
"Hi, Stella," Calleigh greeted, shaking her hand, then Horatio.
"So, Horatio," Mac said, "you two…together?"
Horatio smiled and kissed Calleigh's forehead with a smile. She laughed and kissed him back.
Mac shook his head at those two and turned to Stella. "What do you want to do?"
She smiled. "Hang around."
A loud voice called across the room. "Hey, Grissom!"
A Las Vegas CSI materialized besides Stella. "Hi, I'm Sara Sidle. Las Vegas CSI." She glanced back at Grissom with a smile and mixed around with those two female CSIs. The trio then moved off to another part of the room to talk.
Mac watched as Stella moved away; he hadn't been sure how he felt that moment, seeing her in that black evening gown he bought for her last Christmas.
"You like her," Horatio said quietly.
Mac snapped his attention back to the Miami supervisor. "No, I don't. I have another woman in my life."
Horatio kept silent and waited for him to elaborate.
"She's my best friend, I can't fall in love with her."
"You are so lame," a new voice quipped.
"Ignore my young co-worker's enthusiasm about getting you together with your friend," Horatio said softly. "Meet Ryan Wolfe. Ryan, meet Mac Taylor."
"Hey, Mac, why don't we have a drink?" asked Ryan, his gaze towards the bar.
"Um…"
"Come on, it'll be fun."
"Okay, fine."
Mac's eyes swept over the CSIs looking for Stella and found her laughing with Sara and Calleigh. His heart stopped for a moment, Stella had a beautiful smile.
"Yo, Mac!" Danny Messer called. "Over here!"
Against his will, he found himself heading towards the bar to meet up with the other CSIs.
"You got to try this, Mac," Danny insisted. "Blue wine from the Big Island."
Mac took one glass and poured it down his mouth.
"Showoff."
"You trying to impress your date, Mac?"
Mac shoved his fist into Danny's stomach. "Shut up, Danny."
Soon he had consumed at least two glasses of beer and wine together and at least four glasses of wine.
"He's…not…drinker…" Greg Sanders asked.
"Hmm…call Stella…"
Mac grunted and walked unsteadily, collapsing on Grissom's shoulder. "What a man. Pull yourself up, Mac!" he barked.
Stella came and rolled her eyes. "Didn't I tell you not to let him drink so much, Danny?"
Danny grinned. "I didn't know he was such a lousy drinker."
"Fine, I'll take him to his hotel room."
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She practically struggled under his weight to get him to his hotel room. She sighed and dumped him gently on his bed.
He rubbed his eyes wearily and blinked. What the hell was he doing here?
Stella came up with a face towel to cool him down. She sat on the bed and started dabbing at his face carefully.
"You know, Mac, you are so drunk…" she shook her head with a smile. "Wish Peyton was here…then I wouldn't have to take care of you…"
"Don't want Peyton…want…lla…" he mumbled.
Stella leaned over him to clean his neck. "You got to be kidding."
His hands reached up to touch her face.
"Mac, what are you doing?" she asked softly, gently prying the hands off her face. She had no desire to betray her 'love rival'.
His hands reached up again and pulled her down in a kiss. She gasped and automatically wrapped her arms around him.
She looked into his eyes. "You sure you want-"
He silenced her and switched their positions, placing gentle kisses on her neck.
"Just let me love you, Stella."
And that was how they ended up having a one night stand.
-End Of Flashback-
Mac sighed and quickly smiled as his girlfriend, Dr. Peyton Driscoll came into his office.
"Mac, what you thinking?"
"Nothing."
"You're not one to think about nothing, Mac," she chided, going behind him to massage his shoulders.
He jerked up right. "Don't do this in the office."
Her arms fell down her side.
"Have you seen Stella?" he asked.
She crossed her arms. "Stella, Stella, Stella. That's who you ever think of."
Mac rolled his eyes. 'She's my co-worker, she hasn't came in for two days."
"So I should be impressed."
Mac ignored her and with a professional gait, Peyton walked back to the morgue.
Lindsay passed her; she pretended not to see the highly esteemed doctor and went straight to Mac's office. She walked in front of the table, slamming her hands down (and wincing inside, but never mind, Danny will rub it for her ).
She took a deep breath and started talking.
"Mac, Stella will not be coming to work anymore. Here's her badge and gun. And no, she didn't tell me where she would be going. End of conversation."
Then she quickly strode out.
Mac was left there with his own thoughts.
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Under the hot Miami sun, the blonde turned to a fiery-red haired guy besides her.
"Is she coming soon?"
He smiled down at her.
"Of course, and as a matter of fact, I believe that's Ms Bonasera…"