AN: This is a sad Smacked story for my friends Brandi and Colby :)

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI: NY, but if I did, Stella would not be leaving the show xD I don't own Love is Like by Skold vs KMFDM

:D I wrote this while watching the Cosby Show (my mind works strangely)

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One day, you will crack it...

The other me inside...

The pig, always slopping away...

His hands tangled themselves in her curly brown hair as he slammed her against the wall nearest to his apartment door. She was grinding her hips into his hard member in a way that would make a Vegas pole dancer blush.

He ripped her shirt off in a caveman-like manner, pressing her harder into the wall.

She wrapped her legs around his hips, and tore his shirt, shoving it off his toned shoulders.

He groaned her name and unclasped her bra, immediately latching onto one of her perky nipples.

When you seem so probable...

Until, you loose...

The need was animalistic.

It wasn't passion.

It was lust.

They had just finished an extremely hard case that involved two orphaned children. The case took it's toll on everyone, but it effected Stella more than it did the others.

Mac quickly pulled off her black dress pants as Stella yanked down his pants and boxers.

The only real conclusion...

Is the one, you choose...

This is what it was.

Comfort sex.

Rough, comfort sex.

I love you...

I love you...

He ripped her panties off and moved her to the couch by the window.

"I want to hear you scream my name, Stella." He said, pausing to pull his boxers down.

Glass shattered.

Blood splattered.

"Mac!" Stella screamed as Mac's lifeless body collapsed on top of her's.

Love is like a bullet in the heart - uh huh...

Stroke by stroke, forever we'll be apart - uh huh...

Love is like a bullet in the heart - uh huh...

Come and go, arrive when I depart - uh huh, uh huh, uh huh...

I love you...

I...love...you...