Times Up Three. Finding mom and dad.

Written by MacsLovlyangl (lovlyangl)

I do not own the CSI:NY characters. Just MaKayla and the story.

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When 17 year old MaKayla comes home from school she finds her home in destroyed. Calling for her mom and dad she gets no reply. Running into their room she notices the blood on the floor and bed. Then she sees the mirror. Finding out her parents have been kidnapped, she calls her uncles to find them. Knowing the clock is ticking and the clues needs to be solved. It's up to Adam and Sheldon to work together and figure out the puzzle before Mac and Stella are killed.

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MaKayla... MaKayla sweetheart. Time to get up for school." yelled Stella.

"Coming mom. Just hold on." MaKayla yelled from her room.

Looking at herself in the mirror she smiled. Being a senior sure had its advantages.

"Hello beautiful, look at you looking so sexy and hot." she winked at herself.

"Oh yes. MaKayla was now seventeen, she stood 5ft7in and had long curly auburn hair that flowed to her waist. Her eyes were a stormy green and her body belonged to a women. Her waist was narrow, her hips perfect and her breasts were rather large. Something her father hated when she left the house in low cut shirts. Oh she could remember the arguments....

"Stella... talk to your daughter. She has the body of a woman and has no right wearing that kind of shirt in public. Make her change." and her mother would reply... "She's a young lady Mac, what do you expect her to wear? A wheat sack?"

Laughing she new her father would kill her if he found out she was dating Jackson. Jackson was twenty-five years old and had gorgeous dark looks, he was also a Rookie. Giving herself one last look, she smiled.

Today she had chosen a black mini skirt that went just below her hips and a black tank shirt with white overtop jacket. Oh yeah... daddy was going to throw a fit for sure.

Running downstairs she walked into the kitchen and grabbed the juice from the fridge. Turning to face her daughter Stella sighed...

"Why must you aggravate your father everyday sweetheart? I've told you a million times. Where jeans with a t-shirt and change at school."

"Oh come on mom. You two need to talk. You both give teenagers bad ideas. Dad is turning 65 and your turn..."

"Don't say it young lady." warned her mom.

"Fine. You're turning 29 and you're both having another child. Think how that baby is going to feel when he introduces you in high school. You'll be walking with your cane and dad will be in his wheelchair gummy with no teeth, making a fool of my sister or brother. God you two just didn't think, did ya?"

Feeling the swat on her ass, she screamed...

"Oww... damn it daddy. What was that for?" asked MaKayla as she rubbed her bum.

"That's a warning that when I'm 90, I'll still be spanking you. Even with no teeth." said her dad. "What have I told you about your clothes, MaKayla?"

"Um... I don't know dad. Oh wait... I know... they're not short enough MaKayla. You must wear more revealing clothes young lady, else you will find yourself grounded."

Feeling the newspaper smack her she ouched for a second time.

Stella laughed. Being seven months pregnant again she was huge. After three ultrasounds the doctor had told them it was only one.

"Morning Mac."

"Morning love. I missed you." he whispered as he wrapped his arms around her and their child, kissing her neck.

"See mom. I told ya. It's you two that give teenagers ideas. Anyway... I gotta go. Love you both. See you tonight."

"Bye sweetheart. Have a good day." yelled her mom. "How was your night Mac? Busy?"

"No love. It was pretty quiet. The boys said hello and to let you know that they will be here for dinner on Sunday. said Mac.

"Okay, did you want some breakfast?" asked Stella.

Giving his wife one of his heated looks, he took her hand and lead her to their room.

"Oh Mac, you're so naughty." laughed Stella.

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Meanwhile they were watching from across the street. Getting out of the car they walked over and walked inside.

"Do you have the chloroform?"

"I do. This should be easy. The guys are ready in the yard with the van right?"

Checking the back he said... "Yeah, now lets get this done."

Heading upstairs they neared the room and seen Stella fully dressed on top of Mac. Rushing in, they pulled her off and chloroformed her while the other guy took down Mac with a fight. Knocking things over and trashing the room they battled down the stairs and into the living room. Smashing over the table and the chairs the chloroform finally did its job knocking Mac out.

"Let's get them in the van."

Placing them in the van that was waiting in the yard. They slammed the doors and watched the van take off. Heading back into the house they wrote on the mirror in red marker.

"You have 48hrs to solve this puzzle. If you haven't figured it out by then. The Taylor's die."

"Here are your clues. First part, you must scramble the name. It's two words...CASZYECAR. Your second clue is "the person I am doing this for was once a cop. Search hard and work fast. 48hrs and the two detectives die."

"Come on man, we need to get out of here."

"Chill man. I'm right behind you."

Taking off out of the house, they got into their car and sped off.

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When Stella and Mac woke they realized they were in a storage shed. Trying to focus Mac reached for Stella.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" he asked as he shook her.

"Mm... I have a headache Mac. What happened?" asked Stella. "Oh God... you're bleeding Mac."

Feeling his head, Mac noticed the blood.

"It's not deep love. Are you sure you're okay?" asked Mac.

"I think so. Where are we?" asked Stella.

"I'm not sure love. If I'm not mistaken it's some kind of storage shed. said Mac.

"You don't think they have MaKayla, do you Mac?" cried Stella.

"Sh... I don't think so love. If they did she would be here with us."

Holding his wife tight, Mac heard the window open.

"So you're awake. Very good. Do you know why you are here, Mac?" asked the voice.

"No... if it's me you want, then let my wife go." said Mac.

Tossing in four bottles of water he continued...

"Doesn't work that way Mac. I mean... she's connected. Isn't that what you always Mac. Everything is connected. Anyway... I left your team some clues. Let's see how smart they really are. I gave them 48hrs to find you and your wife. If you haven't been found by 48hrs this storage shed you are in will blow. A little harsh I know. But that's life."

"Wait... just wait. My wife is pregnant. She needs to eat. You can't expect her to starve for 48hrs." said Mac.

"Why not? You'll both be dead by then anyway." said the voice.

Hearing the little window shut, silence now filled the room.

tbc...