Author's Note:

Well, I'm back again with a new scheme of trouble for the CSI: NY team. Hope you enjoy this one and I also hope you liked, or like if you haven't read it, my first work for : "Mind Games."

So, to the story:

"Stella!" Mac complained, batting Stella's hand away from his head and looking up at her through narrowed eyes.

Stella giggled and plopped herself down on the bed beside him. "Someone's grouchy!" she teased.

Mac smirked and shoved her arm playfully away, "Yeah! Someone didn't have coffee this morning!" he reminded her.

"Ooohhhh!" Stella said, her chin rested in her hands. "Do tell!"

"Early call out, that's why I'm home early," Mac yawned, stretching.

"Well, that isn't a bad thing, now is it?" Stella asked. Mac smiled and narrowed his eyes as she got a little closer. "Tell me you're not taking my hint and I'll slap your head right off your shoulders," Stella told him.

Mac just smirked and kissed her. "Well, did I ever say I was going to stop you?" he asked.

Stella smirked and shoved him in the shoulder roughly, making Mac smirk again. Stella then smiled and sat up, looking down at him as he laid there with his hands behind his head and his legs crossed neatly at the foot of the bed. She smiled and continued to just look for a moment before she snaked a hand under his shirt.

Mac smiled, "I thought you were going to sit there tempting me for hours!" he teased.

Stella narrowed her eyes and swatted at his hand playfully as Mac had brought his hands out from behind his head.

Mac laughed and batted back at her. Stella stopped and glared at him for a moment, making Mac smile. "What?" he asked innocently.

"Do I need to get the handcuffs?" she asked with a hint of mischievousness in her eyes.

Mac shrugged, "I'll be good," he said, holding his hands up in the air.

Stella smirked and yanked his shirt off. "Really?" she asked as Mac sat up with a grin on his face.

"Only if you don't want me to play bad boy," he told her.

Stella wrapped her arms around his neck and looked him in the eyes. "You are so funny sometimes, you know that, right?"

Mac smiled and nodded. "You can bet on it," he replied.

Stella narrowed her eyes again at him. "Then again, you're a pain in the ass other times," she pointed out, mussing up his hair.

Mac only smiled as he let her. "Yeah, I know. It's something that must be in my genetics," he said.

Stella nodded, "You think so?" she asked.

Mac nodded. "No doubt about it!" he replied.

"Yeah. Had it since I joined your team, so it must be at the damn genetic level," she said. That made both of them laugh.

Then they heard a knock on the door. Mac sighed and Stella let him get up. "Wonder who it could be?" Mac said as he walked out to get the door.

"Probably Danny if I know him well enough," Stella said.

Mac smirked and opened the door. He frowned a bit when he didn't recognize who was there, but he didn't even have time to ask what was going on before the person punched him square on the nose. Mac stumbled backwards in surprise and looked at the person, struggling to get a grasp on what just happened and what was going on right before his eyes.

Three others joined the first person, which Mac had identified as a male standing at roughly 6 feet tall. The trio that joined the man consisted of two females and one other male.

The two men grabbed Mac and Mac struggled with them.

"Ah, fuck," he heard one of the men mutter behind him. Then he felt a cloth over his mouth and nose and he struggled even more. He finally understood what was going on.

Then he heard Stella scream from the bedroom. Mac managed to pull away from the hand of one of the men long enough to yell her name before the drug finally set in and the world around him faded in to darkness.

The two men stood over their unconscious hostage and looked up as the two girls joined them with a struggling Stella held between them.

"We have to get out of here fast, people would've heard her scream," one of the men said.

One of the girls nodded. She had black hair, "Yeah, you and Jake can get him in the van. Me and Sasha already took care of the security cameras," she said.

The one named Jake nodded. "You got a hold of her, Fi?" he asked.

Sasha, who had brown hair, looked at him. "Mind your own damn business, Jake! We got this!" she growled.

Jake shook his head and held his hands up for a moment before he and the other man grabbed Mac and started for the van parked not too far from the apartment in the parking garage.

Fi and Sasha looked to Stella who silently glared at both of them. After a moment of the three standing there, Stella finally asked, "What do you want with us?"

Fi and Sasha exchanged a glance and laughed as they started leading Stella down the hall after Jake, his partner, and Mac. "You'll see. Jake and Dawson are going to have so much fun watching your reaction!" Sasha told her. She and Fi laughed yet again.

Stella looked down at the ground. What was that supposed to mean? What were they going to do with her? More importantly, at least to Stella, what were they going to do with Mac?

Soon, Stella found herself in the back of a dark colored van beside the still unconscious Mac. She sat beside him, a hand on his arm and her wary gaze locked on their four kidnappers.

She didn't know how long she had sat there but she felt Mac moved underneath her hand and she looked back down at him to see him looking back at her.

"You alright?" It was the first thing Mac's mind could muster up to say.

"Yeah, I'm fine. You?" she asked.

"Fine," Mac replied, sitting up. He looked over at Stella, "Who are they?"

"I heard the names Jake, Dawson, Fi, and Sasha," Stella said quietly, indicating each of the four people up front when she said their name.

Mac nodded. "Did they say anything about what they were going to do?" he asked.

Stella looked at him and Mac couldn't help but notice how worried she looked. He laid a hand on her shoulder and a look of concern crossed his face. "Stella, what'd they say?" he asked her again.

Stella took comfort from the gentle tone he used and strength from his determination to get an answer. "I don't know what they're planning, but it didn't sound very nice," she finally said.

Mac nodded, "What did they say?" he asked again.

"The girls said the Jake and Dawson would love watching my reaction," she said. She paused for a moment, "Mac, I'm scared for you," she said.

She felt Mac put an arm around her and Stella took his other hand in one of hers. She couldn't bring herself to look up at him. After a moment of silence, she heard Mac tell her, "I'm going to fine. They can do whatever they want to me, but I'll be fine as long as you're not hurt in this."