A/N: This a repost because my account got messed up, so I'll probably be updating the already written part daily, but I am also thinking of extending past it's original thre chapters
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI:NY or the characters on it BUT I do own Jill and Cassie.
Summary: Based off an episode of Sex and the City, I can't remember the name right now. Oops. D/L, S/M, and maybe some OC loving for Flack.
Authors Note: It starts of kinda serious, forget Frankie and Stella happened or pretend that was a long time ago. I'm gonna try and keep it light, but that might not happen.
--New York--
Stella held back the tears she could not cry in a public hallway and over something she felt was so stupid. She knocked on the door hoping Lindsay would answer, she heard shuffling and finally a smiling Lindsay opened the door. Her face fell when she saw Stella. "Oh my god, Stel what happened?"
"C-can I come in?" Stella asked. Lindsay let the older woman walk through the doorway.
"Stella what's wrong?" Lindsay asked she gestured to the couch where two silent women were staring at Stella.
"It's stupid, never mind," Stella wiped under her eye and stayed standing while Lindsay sat in an armchair.
"These two can help, Jill," Lindsay gestured to the brunette who was sitting cross legged, "And Cassie," she pointed to the woman with long curly red hair, "Are the best at fixing stupid girl problems."
"What else would we be good for?" Jill flashed Stella a huge grin.
Cassie nodded. Stella relaxed a bit, and started her story, "Well, you remember Steve?"
"Of course," Lindsay nodded, "You broke his heart."
Stella kicked of her shoes and shrugged off her coat before continuing, "Apparently I didn't break his heart I saw him today."
"Go on," the three other girls chorused.
"Well, he was on the patio of Mario's on 32nd street, and I was walking down the street on my way to your place 'cause you invited me over," she said to Lindsay, Lindsay nodded. "I stopped for a second to think through what I was going to do, anyways I decided to say hello act all confident. I went up and he said hi and I acted all surprised and said hey and I mentioned he looked good. He complimented me back, and then I noticed two beers at his table. I looked at them and thinking he wasn't over me I said 'Did I really so bad you need two beers?' I just came out. He then procceded to look at me like a sad puppy dog and say 'Well actually' then this girl came and sat beside him and took a sip of the beer, then his introduced me to Susan," Stella made a face, "His new girlfriend. I was mortified, I said I had to get going and came directly here." Stella finished.
"Oh Stella, that's not stupid I would be horrified," Cassie said grabbing a wine glass from Lindsay's cupboard and pouring her a drink.
"Thanks," Stella took the drink, "Well it's weird like do men mourn over ruined relationships at all? I was the one that cheated not him shouldn't he be at home watching Casablanca over and over again while I'm going out to all the clubs and having one night stands and stuff like that not the other way around."
"Men have no feelings," Jill started, "I broke up with this guy once and then two days later I see him and his new trophy sitting in a café."
"Yeah sometimes I wish I wasn't married I mean I see a hot guy checking me out and the first thing I wind up saying to him is 'I'm in a very happy marriage, please go away before I get tempted.'" Cassie said, "It sucks."
"At least you three can get a guy, I don't think I've gone on a date since the opera Mac dragged me away from. The Chinese take-out lady has memorized my order and actually laughs at me when I order. I've been single way to long." Lindsay said.