SMACked... Taken from Blink
A new short story by MacsLovlyAngl
I do not own these Characters, just the story.
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She watched him as he stood by the gates of Ground Zero. She had followed him by cab. She just knew he would need someone. His life had been hard since losing Claire. He had no closer, no proof that she had died in 9/11. They had never found half the bodies that were suppose to have died there. All he had were their words that she had. Walking up she carefully wrapped her arm around his shoulder. Laying her head on his.
"Tell me you are going to be okay Mac?" Stella whispered.
Not saying a word, just staring straight ahead, he knew she would come. For she had always been there for him, they had always been there for each other. Just listening to the silence she wrapped him tighter into her.
"It's okay Mac. There is only you and I here. Let it out," cried Stella.
Watching as his teardrops fell from his eyes, she couldn't help but wipe them tenderly with her thumb. Letting him know without words that she was still there.
When he unwrapped his fingers from the fence he turned toward her, gripping her tightly in his arms with his hands on her neck and the other on the back of her head.
"It hurts. It just hurts so bad. I don't know how to get the wounds to heal," cried Mac.
"Oh Mac. It's going to take time. The two of you shared an endless love, the kind of love that rarely blesses any couple. I've told you before you are not alone. I'm right here with you," whispered Stella.
Feeling his tears dry, they walked down the street of NY. Nearing his door, he unlocked it as she followed him in.
"You don't have to stay. I'll be fine," said Mac
"I know Mac, but I want to stay. I just need to be sure you're going to be okay," said Stella.
Sitting him down on the couch she helped him off with his shoes and grabbed him a pillow. Watching him fall into sleep, she covered him and left for home."
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The next Day
He was looking a file.
"Morning Mac. How are you feeling?" asked Stella.
"I'm good Stella." Mac replied.
She knew Mac had blocked out last night. He was good at that. This was work, work had no place for memories. Always by the book Taylor.
"Hey you two, we have a crime scene. Let's go," said Danny.
Arriving at the crime scene they noticed the young girl laying on the road with her insides on the outside.
"What happened to her?" asked Mac.
"Don't know yet Mac. Driver said she was standing on the sidewalk one minute and the next minute she fell flat on her face," said Don.
"What did he do. Run over her twice?" asked Mac.
"No. He said only once. But with the front and back wheel," replied Don.
"So you're telling me he seen her fall, but he still drove over her?" questioned Mac.
"I know. I don't get it either Mac. It Doesn't make sense," said Don.
Walking over Mac introduced himself.
"I'm Detective Taylor . Can you tell me what happened here?"
"Sure. I was driving along when I seen this young girl fall onto the road. Then some idiot behind me, pushed my vehicle over top of her. Causing me to kill her," said the driver.
"Is that why you couldn't stop your vehicle?" asked Mac.
"Yes. I told the Officer that," replied the driver.
"Can you remember what the vehicle looked like?" asked Mac.
"Sure. It was a red sedan with a silver rim. There were also some kind of stars hanging from the mirror. I don't know much else, but I can say this with all honesty. The guy behind me was determined to make sure she was dead," said the driver.
"Okay. Thank you. You can go. Here's my card if you remember anything else," said Mac.
"What do you think Mac?" asked Stella.
"I'm not sure yet Stel. Let's head back," said Mac.
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Later that night...
She knew where he'd be again. She always knew. He was like clockwork. It was almost trance like with him. But it was also like a fever she couldn't let go. She hated him being alone. She hated that her love for him had grown into something his hadn't yet reached.
Yet all she could do was continue to be there for him. Like she had done from the very begining. Until he was ready to let go of the pain. Until all the memories left his hurting soul with only the good ones kept alive in his heart.
Nearing his side she wrapped him in her arms again.
"How much longer are you going to put yourself through this Mac. How much longer are you going to let the pain of Claire eat at you? You did nothing wrong Mac, there was nothing anyone could do to change the events that took place here. I know you loved her deeply. I know she was your life as you were hers. But you can't keep doing this to yourself Mac," whispered Stella.
He knew she was right. She was always right. Just like she had been there for him night after night. But to let go meant saying good bye. Something he wasn't ready for.
"I'm sorry. Why don't you just leave. I can't say good bye to her. I'm sorry, I'm not ready. So many unanswered questions. So many things that don't make sense about that day. Such unjustified means for what they did," sighed Mac.
"I know Mac. But you need to let go. You are torturing yourself and Claire. She can't rest or move on knowing you are still in pain. She won't rest till you move on," explained Stella.
"I just don't know if I can Stel. I thought it would make things easier by removing everything of her from our home, but it didn't. I couldn't let go of that beach ball. Her breath is still in there," said Mac.
"Oh Mac. You don't have to get rid of everything. No one expects you too. But you move on by keeping all your memories in your heart. Your heart is where Claire will always be. She can never disappear from there. She lives within you. Just like you live within her," cried Stella.
Looking into her eyes he could see how much she cared for him. He had always known they shared more then friendship. There wasn't a day that went by, neither of them thought of what might have been.
Caressing her cheek he turned and walked towards home.
"Mac, do you want to grab a coffee or a beer?" asked Stella.
"No. But thanks for the offer. I'm just going to call it a night. I'll see you tomorrow," replied Mac.
Watching him walk away, she knew he needed to be alone.
tbc...