His Girl.
Mac Taylor has always had women in his life. But one way or another he had always ended up alone.
When he was 5years old, Becky and him, had held hands on their way to the ice-cream parlor. She then proceeded to throw her ice-cream in his face.
When he was 15 he got into his first serious relationship. Alexandra. She was beautiful. To beautiful for her own good.
When they were 18, she ran off with the first man to look her way. Mac was left heartbroken.
He had a couple of casual relationships after that, but none lasted very long. His heart just wasn't in them.
It wasn't until he was 29 did he met a girl who took his breath away. He had gone to his nephews open school night. His teacher was a Miss Claire Ludow. He was instantly attracted to her. She had beautiful long honey coloured hair and the warmest smile. He remembers approaching her but after that it was all a blur. She had turned out to be the women of his dreams.
Their wedding was magical and whenever they were together they were happy.
Then Mac met a fiery, curly brown haired Greek woman.
Stella Bonasera.
He felt drawn to her. She could always make him laugh, even when he was in one of his worst moods.
When she started working with him, he found it easier to go to work. She became the first female friend he had ever had. The first female he felt he could completely open up to and know that every word would be heard.
She was there the day he lost his wife. She was beside him when he got the call saying his wife would never becoming home. He knew he would never be able to hold Claire again. Never be able to talked to her or kiss her again.
She hadn't even worked at the Twin Towers. She had been there for a meeting.
Stella was there for him. She held him while he cried. She watched as he walked through his and Claire's house removing everything that reminded him of her.
He didn't want a women in his life anymore. Stella was his rock and she stuck by him but any other women he would block out. It wasn't until one night after a case did he feel he was ready to go out again. Stella had been hinting that he should get out. So he did.
Her name was Rose. His first date after his wife's death.
She was sweet and they had a nice night. They only went on one date but that was enough to push Mac back into the dating world.
Peyton Driscoll was a serious relationship. She was in love with him and he was in love with her. She wanted to get married and to have kids with Mac, but there was something holding him back. Someone.
Stella Bonasera.
He found himself watching her. He had always loved to be around her, always enjoyed their friendship but lately he had come to realize he wanted more than friendship from her.
He was more than thrilled when he found out she felt the same way.
Mac heard a shriek coming from the lounge room. Music was blasting through the house. Walking into the lounge room, the site that awaited Mac brought a smile to his face. His curly haired wife was dancing with their 2 young daughters. All 3 of them were having a hard time standing up, they were laughing so hard.
Stella turned and looked at him. She gave him a huge smile.
After years of Mac Taylor's relationships ending one way or the other, he was finally with the women he truly belonged with.
He had gotten his girl.
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