Subconscious

A/N: I've reposted this story because I had to make a few minor changes (such as Ella's surname :P). I also want to thank Melody Redoña for being my editor for this story. XD thanks, sweetie ;DDD.

I hope y'all would like this! Please R&R. I would really appreciate feedbacks to improve my work more. :) also thanks to Jag Lady for her comments and suggestions for this. –H Ü

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Chapter One

I wonder what's happening with her, thought Mac Taylor. It was 2AM, and he was still up in the hospital waiting for Ella McBride to be discharged by her doctor. He had brought Ella in the hospital after receiving a call from her two hours ago. Mac had thought that he was too late when he entered Ella's apartment. He had found her sitting against her counter with both her wrists lashed. Basically, he made it on time to rescue her.

Now they were at the hospital and a tired Mac Taylor sat waiting in front of the nurse's station. He was about to fall asleep completely when a familiar voice said worriedly, "Mac! How is she?"

Stella Bonasera came rushing in from the elevator to where he sat. Mac smiled inwardly at the sight of his colleague. Though they argued about some things, Stella will always be there when he needed her.

"Stella, what are you doing here at this hour?" asked Mac. Stella sat down beside him and put a comforting hand on his shoulders.

"Flack told me that Ella McBride called you and that she was in trouble. I came as soon as I could! What happened?" Stella said.

"Well, she tried to kill herself. I came just in time to bring her here to be treated. I don't know what's taking the doctor so long." Just then, the doctor came out of nowhere and went straight to Mac and Stella.

"Are you the one who brought Ella McBride in?" he inquired.

"Yes, doctor," Mac replied, "Detective Mac Taylor from the New York Crime Lab."

"Doctor Abraham Barnes," said the doctor. They shook hands and Mac asked the question that bugged him for two hours now.

"How is Ella?"

"She's fine now. It took us a while to treat her because she was very stubborn. Didn't want us near her. But Nurse Jenkins persuaded her and after a while, she sat still," the doctor reported.

"She tried to kill herself, doctor," confided Mac, "I think it's because of depression. She's alone now and misses her parents. Is she coming out now?"

"Yes, in a few minutes. I advised her to talk to a psychologist about her problems. I hope she takes it. If it's depression, then she needs someone to talk to."

Mac looked at the doctor for a moment then said, "I'll ask her to do that, too. Thanks a lot, doctor." The man left and Mac turned to Stella. "Thanks for coming down here, Stel. And I'm sorry for being harsh about Diakos. I was just doing what I thought was for the better of the Lab. I hope you understand."

Stella smiled. "I'm sorry, too. But, Mac, I can't promise anything about the guy. I'm not going to stop until I catch him. But I'll make sure they won't come to the Lab for this. Don't worry about that." She looked at Mac reproachfully, which made him reply, "Just keep it discreet. Thanks for the company. I appreciate it."

He hugged Stella tightly. Just then, Ella McBride came out of the operating room and spotted the person she was looking for. Mac Taylor.