Stella and Mac slowly approached the crime scene. Stella ducked under the tap and heard a wailing coming from within a small circle of cops. As she peered into the circle she noticed a little boy, no older than two, crying, while the cops around him tried to comfort him.
"Who's this?" Mac asked as Flack looked up from making his funny faces at the little boy.
"We don't know because we can't get him to stop crying" Flack whined looking desperate. Mac nodded knowingly and then crouched down in front of the little boy and stared at him at eye level. Mac then pulled the little boy into a hug and rubbed his back
"Hey buddy…it's going to be alright ok?" Mac said. To all of the cops' surprise the little boy stopped crying and wrapped his little arms around Mac's neck and sniffled into his shoulder. After a few moments Mac pulled away and held the boy at arm's length. "My name is Mac…what's yours?" Mac said now giving the little boy a reassuring smile.
"Max!" the little boy squeals now jumping up and down in front of Mac.
"Ok Max…you see that big black truck over there?" Mac asks pointing to his black Avalanche. Max nods.
"Well I'm gonna go for a ride in it…do you want to come?" Mac asked and the little boy nodded and jumped up excitedly.
"Ok then," Mac said and then turned and said to Stella and Flack in a quiet voice "Im going to take Max to the lab to see if he knows the vic"
"Ok," Stella said as she watched the little boy grab Macs hand and walk with him to his truck.