Times up "Never will I love again"
Written by MacsLovlyAngl (lovlyangl)
I do not own the CSI:NY characters. Just the story and the characters I made up.
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On the night of Jackson's bachelor party an event takes place that will leave in its wake heartache and pain for pregnant MaKayla who was about to start her life with the man of her dreams. Now alone with her pain she is no longer willing to allow herself to feel, leaving her family to teach her how to move forward with life again before she gives birth to her child that will need the love and nurturing of its mother.
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NYPD Crime Lab...
"Where the hell is Jackson?" yelled Danny. "Damn he's missin' his own bachelor party."
"He was just finishing up at that robbery on 42nd with Jenson. They should be here soon," yelled Don above the music.
With the bachelor party in full swing Mac sat and watched the guys enjoying themselves. He knew tomorrow he would be losing his little girl to Jackson. The kids had been together for almost eight years now. Mac was proud of his little girl for waiting to marry Jackson till she had her degree in the Medical field. Now at twenty-six she was an emergency room doctor and soon to be mother.
Reaching for another cup of coffee Mac felt his cell phone vibrate against his leg.
"Taylor."
"Mac... It's Jenson. We need you to get the Hospital. Our robbery suspect came back and shot Jackson three times. It's not good Mac, he's not going to make it. The doctors think he's holding on to say goodbye to MaKayla. She doesn't know yet."
Mac was shocked. Just where the hell was Jenson when the robbery suspect returned. Questions he would ask him when he got to the Hospital. Hanging up his cell Mac turned off the music.
"Hey... what did you do that for Mac?" asked Don.
"Jackson been shot. He's not going to make it through the night. I need to get MaKayla to the hospital to say goodbye."
"Christ Mac. What the hell happened?" asked Don.
"That's something you need to ask Jenson. He said the suspect came back and shot Jackson three times." yelled Mac running out the door.
Danny swallowed his beer as he said...
"Damn Don you have your hands full with this one. No way in hell should Jackson have been alone at that robbery scene. It's suppose to be two officers at all times."
"Shut the hell up Danny." yelled Don as he followed out the door behind Mac.
Don really didn't mean to yell at Danny. He was just shocked that Jackson was shot. He was an seasoned officer with the department for eight years now. Way to careful to be taken by surprise. Leaving Don to smell a set up.
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When Mac arrived at his daughters bridal shower he found her all wrapped up in bows. Looking at the beautiful smile on her face he teared up.
"MaKayla... sweetheart. You need to come with daddy." said Mac as he reached for her hand.
Stella and the others wondered what was going on.
"Why daddy? What's the matter? Why are you crying?" asked MaKayla.
"Sweetheart! There was a shooting tonight. Jackson was shot at the scene of a robbery. He's not going to make it through the night love. He's hanging on to say goodbye." choked Mac.
"What? No daddy. He just called me not more then half an hour ago. He left me a message daddy. I haven't even listened to it yet. It can't be true daddy." cried MaKayla.
"I'm sorry love. It's true. He's been shot and we need to go love. You need to say goodbye love." whispered her dad as he held her tight. "MaKayla... I also need your phone love."
"Why daddy?" cried MaKayla as she was lead from the house with her mom, brother and dad.
"I'd like to listen to the message sweetheart. Please." asked her dad.
"Daddy it's personal." she cried.
"I know sweetheart. I'm sorry. I promise only I will listen, okay? If anything really personal comes up I'll skip by it." said her dad. I just need to make sure Jackson didn't catch something on the message he left you tonight that will help us figure out what happened."
"How daddy? I really don't understand. This is all happening to fast. I feel sick daddy." said MaKayla as they pulled into the parking lot at the Hospital.
"Just trust me baby. Okay?" asked her dad as he softly kissed her head.
Passing the phone to her dad they walked into the emergency department. Nearing the desk MaKayla seen her colleges with tears in their eyes.
"Daddy... I can't do this alone. I'm scared daddy. I don't want to say goodbye. I'm not ready. What about our baby? I can't raise him or her myself. It's not suppose to be this way daddy. Please daddy. I think I'm going to be sick." she cried as she felt her stomach tense and back pain begin.
"Sh... it's okay love. I'll be right there with you." whispered Mac as he took her by the hand.
Walking byl the officers they bowed their heads to MaKayla and as she neared the trauma room MaKayla could hear the machines. Opening the door she seen Jackson watching her as she walked toward him. Nearing the bed he stretched his fingers to her.
"Ja... Jackson..." she stuttered out trying desperately not to gag from the nagging pain.
Pulling MaKayla toward him he whispered out...
"Sh... don't cry baby. Don't cry. I need you to be strong MaKayla. I'm sorry I won't be coming home baby. But I promise you forever that I'll always be with you and our child. I promise MaKayla you and our child will survive."
"No Jackson. No we won't. I don't want to go on without you. I don't want you to go away. Please Jackson. Look... feel your child. Just feel it Jackson." cried MaKayla as she placed his hand on her swollen tummy. "You see Jackson, you can't leave us. Please Jackson. I love you. I love you so much and can't live without you. Do you hear me? I can't do this alone." she cried.
Forcing himself up he placed his lips near her tummy as he whispered...
"Daddy loves you little one. You take care of mommy for me okay? Don't ever forget me little one."
Using his last ounce of strength Jackson pulled MaKayla down and kissed her with all the passion left inside him and as he inhaled against her mouth he flat lined.
"No... no... please Jackson." screamed MaKayla. Please..."
Out in the hall the officers knew Jackson had died. Listening to the cries of MaKayla was breaking their hearts.
"Mom... Jackson's gone now, isn't he?" asked eight year old Brandon.
"He is sweetheart." cried his mom.
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Back in the room MaKayla wouldn't let go of Jackson's body. Not even Sid when he showed up.
"MaKayla you have to let Sid have him. You need to let go MaKayla." coaxed her dad as he tried to release her hands from around Jackson's neck.
"No daddy. No daddy... please. Jackson... come back. Jackson." she screamed still not releasing him. "No daddy... no Sid... please... I don't want him cut open. Please daddy. Don't let Sid do it." she cried.
"MaKayla... We need that bullet." said her dad. "Now stop this. He's gone sweetheart and you can't bring him back." said her dad with a little more force.
"No!" she screamed again pushing her dad back. Then releasing her arms from around Jackson's neck she started pounding on his chest. Trying with all her might to revive him as Sid watched in pain at Mac's little girl who was going to have too learn to survive without her first and only love by her side.
"Mac... let me talk to her." said Sid. "Just leave Mac."
With Mac out of the room Sid reached MaKayla's side.
"MaKayla... I know how hard this is for you. I honestly do. But I promise you that I will take every care with him. You know me MaKayla. I'll be the only one working on him with gentleness and care."
"I just can't do it Sid. I can't let him go. I don't want to. He's my life Sid. He was my first and only love." she cried as she felt Sid's arms wrap protectively around her.
"You have to MaKayla. Think of your child. All this stress isn't good for you or Jackson's child." whispered Sid as his hands unclipped Jackson's cross from around his neck. Passing it to MaKayla she held it close.
"I promise you MaKayla. As soon as I'm done with the autopsy you can put the cross back on his neck." said Sid.
Pulling MaKayla carefully away from Jackson's body and the room she collapsed near the door.
"Mac!" yelled Sid.
Running into the room Mac seen his daughter passed out. Sweeping her up in his arms he carried her into another room. Laying her down Mac had the nurse page her doctor.
"Mac... what happened to her?" cried Stella as she noticed how pale and ill she looked.
"I'm not sure love. I've paged Dr Chambers she should be here shortly." said Mac as he seen Jackson's cross locked within MaKayla's grip. Trying to remove it he couldn't get her fingers to unlock. Giving up, Mac seen Dr Chambers walk in.
"Dr Chambers. How is she?" asked Stella.
"I'll let you know in a minute. Nurse Sue, please get some blood work done on MaKayla and start an I.V line. Also ask ultrasound to send up one of there machines please."
"Right away doctor." said nurse Sue as she left the room.
"Mr and Mrs Taylor if one of you could go downstairs to admitting and give them MaKayla's information. I think we'll be keeping her for a couple days." said Dr Chambers.
"She may not want to stay," said Mac. "I can honestly tell you if she wants to come home I'll be taking her. The best place for her is in our home wrapped in our love."
Nodding that she understood the orderly brought in the ultrasound machine.
"Cool," said Brandon. "Do we get to see my sisters baby?"
"You do. Are you excited?" asked Dr Chambers.
"Yes way. This is so awesome. I can't wait." said Brandon with excitement.
Mac and Stella just couldn't share Brandon's happiness. Not when the pain of Jackson being dead was still fresh in their hearts.
Watching as the doctor rolled the little ball around MaKayla's tummy they seen their first grandchild come to life.
"Whoa... look at that. It's so tiny. What is that between its legs?" asked Brandon.
Mac and Stella knew right away that MaKayla was having a boy.
"Looks like you have a little nephew, Brandon. But you can't tell your sister, okay? She may not want to know." said Dr Chambers.
"I won't. I promise." said Brandon as he caressed his sisters tummy while she slept.
"I'll be back love. I need to listen to Jackson's message he left MaKayla," said Mac as he left his daughters room.
Standing in the hall Mac played the message.
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Back out in the waiting room Don had Jenson by his jacket as he said...
"Where the hell were you tonight while Jackson was being shot?"
As the other officers listened Jenson tried not to panic.
"I was there. Um... it... um... it all happened so fast. I was checking the rooms. I swear I didn't know the suspect would come back." panicked Jenson
Don wasn't buying it. Neither was Mac as he stormed toward Jenson slamming him against the wall.
"You son of a bitch. You killed him." yelled Mac as he played the message Jackson left asking for help.
"Hi sweetheart. I just called to say I love you and can't wait to get ho...."Hey Jenson! What the hell you got there?"
"Nothin' man. It's nothin,"
"Let me see Jenson." said Jackson still holding his cell. "Money? You crooked bastard, you're thieving? You're God damn dirty? That's it... I'm callin' it in."
"Bang. Bang. Bang."
"Sorry there Jackson. Can't have ya callin' it in. This is free money man. Unmarked and missed by our suspects. You'd understand man if you had the loan sharks I have chasin' your ass.
Jenson was trying to catch his breath. Looking around he seen his fellow officers with disgusted expressions. To kill one of their own just wasn't done. Let alone to kill for money.
"Okay! Okay! I shot him. I did it. Listen... you don't understand. I have big sharks after me. I needed this. All Jackson had to do was turn a blind eye. But he wouldn't. I had no choice. It wasn't suppose to go down like this. Jackson should have never seen the money. I told him to search the store vault in the office while I looked around. That's when I seen the little drawer under the counter of the bar. Opening it I seen the wads of cash. Slipping it into my pockets Jackson walked in and caught me. That's when I panicked. " said Jenson.
Mac gave him a disgusted look trying his best not to beat him within an inch of his lousy life as he said...
"Get him out of my sight Don before I change my mind and forget why I took the oath."
Leading him from the Hospital Don knew he would need several eyes on Jenson while he was locked up. For Jackson had allot of friends in the department that wouldn't think twice about popping a few rounds into Jenson's worthless soul.
tbc...