Stuck With You
A/N: Sigh, just wanted to say that I don't own the characters, the setting, or anything else. So blah de blah, let's continue to the story.
Mac stacked the files he was working on and shut off his lamp. It was 3 o'clock in the morning and he was just going home. Most considered him a workaholic, but he just thought he was dedicated to his work.
On his way to the elevator, he noticed his partners light on.
"Stella, what are you still doing here?" he asked, stepping into her office.
"I could ask you the same question." She answered as she looked up to greet him.
"C'mon, I'll take you home." Mac deflected, gently pulling her by the arm.
He led Stella down the hallway, his hand gently placed on the small of her back where it was always found. Mac and Stella stepped into the open elevator, doors closing behind them.
"Have dinner plans?" She questioned as she turned to look at him.
"At three o'clock?" he replied. "No."
"Wanna go to Sullivan's?"
"I'd…"
Mac was cut off as the elevator suddenly and violently jerked before coming to a halt, throwing them both to the floor.
TBC! Please review, please, please. ………………………..please?