Authors Note: I do not own CSI NY or any if its character (I do however own my own original creation Abigail Jones). This is my first fan fic so I do apologise in advance for any mistakes made. Mac slightly OOC in this story so again apologies.
Age Is But A Number (Part One)
26 year old Abigail Jones stands in the middle of the NYPD Crime Lab, staring at Detective Mac Taylor through the glass walls of his office, her hands protectively resting on her slightly protruding belly, all the while trying to figure out how she got herself into this mess.
3 MONTHS PREVIOUSLY IN SCOTLAND
Abigail Jones needs some fresh air; she pushes passed all the people gathered to mourn the passing of her mother, and steps out into the cool night air of the Scottish countryside. She throws herself down on the grass at the base of an old oak tree at the base of the garden, effectively shielding herself from the view of the gathered masses back in the house. She takes a swig out of a bottle of wine that she grabbed on her way out of the house, and raises it in a silent salute to her mum, not noticing Mac walking towards her.
"Here take this, you must be freezing" states Mac as he drapes his suit jacket over Abigail's shoulders.
"Geez, Mac give a girl some warning" says Abigail after recovering from Macs unannounced arrival.
"Sorry"
"I remember when your Dad first told me he was moving over here, it was just after he married your mom and we had both just been discharged from the marines"
"Yeah my mum wanted to raise her kids, in Scotland she didn't want us to grow up sounding like Yanks" stated Abigail her voice breaking as the tears she had been holding in finally broke free.
Mac sits down next to Abigail and wraps his arm around her shoulder drawing her into his side; she buries her face into his shoulder and lets her tears fall. Mac just lets her cry, knowing that there is nothing he can say to ease her pain.
Eventually Abigail's tears subside and sniffling she lifts her head from Mac's shoulder, and without really thinking about what she is doing kisses him, she has always had a crush on him and just really need someone to make her forget for awhile.
"Abigail, no" says Mac pulling away from Abigail, but not as quickly as he probably should have, he is a man after all and Abigail has certainly grown into a beautiful woman inside and out.
"Please, Mac I just need to forget "says Abigail straddling Mac, as she presses a passionate kiss to his lips.
"I just need to forget", and Mac blaming the alcohol he had consumed and the high emotion of the day, helped her do just that.
Present
Abigail finally works up the courage to approach Mac's office and gently knocks on his slightly ajar door.
"Come, in" states Mac not looking up from the report he is typing up.
"Hi Mac"
"Abigail" states Mac, his usual stoic persona nowhere in sight, especially when his eyes come to rest upon Abigail's protruding belly.
"You're pregnant"
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