AN: Hey everyone! This is my first official SMacked piece, so I'm really hoping it turns out to be OK. Feel free to leave comments and constructive criticism is always welcome. :)

Enjoy!

Stella woke up to the soft sound of her husband's soft, shallow breathing and smiled. It was their fifth year anniversary, a day marking their love and commitment, for a full five years. She remembered the past five years so vividly, heck she remember the day she walked down the aisle so vividly. In a white, lavish wedding gown, she remembers how Mac Taylor looked at the altar, the man she knew as a stern, uptight Detective, was the man of her dreams. The past five years were a blur of utter happiness. Stella carefully pulled herself up and decided to sneak up on her husband. She leaned over and kissed her husband's soft cheek.

"Happy Anniversary, hun!" she said quietly but with a wide smile.

Mac slowly turned around to and opened his eyes to his stunningly beautiful wife and smiled back.

"Morning..." he said sleepily, "happy anniversary, my Stella." Mac said. He leaned in for a short peck on Stella's lips that turned into a long, passionate kiss.

"Mmhm...that was nice..." Stella moaned.

Their lovely rendezvous was interrupted by a vibrating phone.

"Uh..." Mac groaned. "Sorry, hun."

"Oh..no go ahead!" Stella said, quite sadly.

"Taylor."

"Mac, it's me, Don. We found a body here on 96th street. The whole team's busy working in the lab so I'm headed out there on my own. Can you meet me there?"

"Sure Don, I'll be there along with Stella."

"Thanks, man. See in a bit."

Mac dropped his phone on the sheets and finished up that kiss.

"Em..." Stella interrupted, "Hey, what was that all about?" Stella said while pulling away from her husband's clingy arms.

"That was Flack...."Mac mumbled while continuing to kiss his wife's soft neck, "He got a call...found a body...on 96th street..." Mac said.

"Well, we should get going then, Mister!" Stella exclaimed and punched her husband in the chest, jokingly. "I'll get the coffee going and I'll be in the shower OK?"

Stella gave him a quick peck on the lips before getting up. Mac just groaned and lied back down in disappointment.

This better not last long...Mac thought.

At the crime scene, they found a man lying face up on the ground. Several pints of blood formed a pool around the body and the face was grotesquely mangled.

"Our vic here was discovered around two hours ago, male, caucasian, 6"2', pockets are turned out so we have to wait 'til we get back to the lab to identify him." Flack clarified. "We found multiple stabbings along our vic's back, probably what killed him."

Mac and Stella started processing the scene and took photographs of the body and what surrounded it. Stella was about to take a sample of the blood when she found no swabs in her kit.

"Uh, my kit ran out of swabs. Mac do you mind if I borrow a few in your kit?" Stella asked.

"Sure Stel, it's in the truck." Mac said, while continuing his actions.

Stella headed over to the truck and found Mac's kit. Hardly ever out of stock, Stella immediately found a few swabs. She was about to turn around when she felt a hand quickly cover her mouth and was about to drag her away. Unable to scream, the man threatened her and pointed a gun to her head.

"You say another word, and you die," the man said with a raspy voice.

She stopped screaming, but inside she was going mad. She wished Mac would come this instant. She wishes the truck was placed somewhere where others could see. She wished that somehow, someone would find her, alive. These thoughts raced through her head as she thought about what she could do to save her own life. The man grabbed Stella forcefully, but she kicked a leg out from behind which stunned him for some time.

"Son of a bitch!" She yelled.

But it wasn't long enough. She tried to disarm the man, but he was just too vigarous with his actions. Stella was at no match to someone his built. For that time, she felt like she had no control over what she was doing. The skills she learned to become a detective seemed so useless as this man was beating Stella.

Someone had pulled the trigger.

Bang!