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Glass rained down and bullets whizzed by as Mac dove for the ground. As the shooting

stopped, Mac got up amid the screams and cries of the other people in the pub. Mac looked

around quickly, looking for her curly hair. "Stella!!!" Where was she? Dear God, let her be

alright. Mac thought. As he ran over to where he saw her last, he tripped over someone and

looked down. It was Danny, cradling Lindsay as she nursed her arm. Other than her arm

bleeding a little from the cuts of the glass, Lindsay looked fine. Mac continued to the last

place he had seen Stella. Looking around , he found her lying face down. He quickly

checked her and felt blood. Too much blood. Looking closer, he found a bullet hole in her

left side. Plugging it quickly he called out for an ambulance. Flack was slowly

getting up from where he had fallen. As he watched Mac work on Stella, he couldn't help but

flash back to when he had found Jess. Not again he thought. Please don't let another love

be ripped apart. Medics rushed in and took over taking care of Stella. Mac stepped back and

let them have some room. They were able to get Stella stabilized and rushed her to the waiting

ambulance. Mac followed them quickly and jumped into the ambulance.

"I'm sorry sir, but are you family or something?" a young medic asked.

Mac jumped as if he had been electrocuted. "I'm sorry, what did you say? I wasn't paying

attention."

"Are you her family, sir?" The medic asked again.

"Um, she has no blood relations, I'm her partner."

"Alright sir, you can stay with her until we get to the hospital."

Mac leaned down and placed a small kiss on Stella's cheek. "Come on, Stella. You can make it.

You have to make it. We need you...I need you. Please Stel!"

Once they had reached the hospital, doctors and nurses rushed to the ambulance and started

shouting order and stats back and forth as they worked on Stella. Mac walked to the waiting

room as in a daze. He looked down and saw that his shirt was covered in blood. Her blood.

She had to make it. She had to be ok. She was the one that had held him together when

Clair had died and had slowly grown on him until he had fallen in love with her. They had

quietly been going out together since they had gotten back from Greece. To some, it might

look like their relationship was going fast. Just this week they had been talking

about getting married. Sure, they were joking around, but still. For Mac Taylor to be talking

about getting married was a big step. Both Mac and Stella agreed that they really didn't need

to date that long. As Stella put it, they had practically been dating for at least five of their ten

year partnership. Anyone in the lab could attest to that. Suddenly his phone rang and he quickly

answered. "Taylor. What! Are you sure. Alright, when? I'll be there. Bye." Mac hung up and

stared strait ahead. How could this be happening? Why was this happening to him now?

"Excuse me? Are you family of Stella Bonasera?" a voice cut through Mac's thoughts. He

looked up and saw the doctor standing there.

"Doctor, how is she?"

Dun Dun Dun... Is Stella alive. Is she dead? And what was that mysterious phone call to

Mac about? Find out soon. To Be Continued...